When Wang Heng and Fu Hanwen walked into the bar called Casablanca, Pei Ningle was holding the guitar and singing while playing, singing the climax of a chorus of a song.

“If there is an embrace,

Brave no matter how much

Don't let me fly,

Gently raise me..."

In the bar, there were the girl's singing and piano sounds echoing, and there was almost no sound other than that.

The original accompaniment of this song is much more complicated, but Pei Ningle found a guitar accompaniment score adapted by someone else on the Internet, and then played and sang it by himself with the guitar. Of course, the guitar was definitely not bought, but was lent to her by the bar owner Yan Zitao.

As the song ended, the space in the bar was filled with applause, mixed with whistles and cheers.

I ordered two entry-level cocktails with the waiter, and Fu Hanwen and Wang Heng sat down in a relatively sideways position. Here, I could see the little face of the girl on the stage, but her eyes were difficult to pass through the layers of people and see Wang Heng in the dark.

Fu Hanwen couldn't help but complain: "Is this still a bar? This has become a special singing session?"

Wang Heng measured the traffic of the passengers and smiled and said, "It doesn't matter to the boss. Anyway, you have to pay for the wine if you sit down. After drinking a glass, you are embarrassed to stay here, right?"

At this time, the waiter brought two cocktails, placed them in front of them, put them away, put them away from the tray, turned around and left.

Fu Hanwen looked at the wine glass and measured it with his palm.

"Is this cup a little small? And they haven't filled me with it yet!"

Wang Heng picked up the cup and took a sip, and said calmly: "This is the bar, it's still full, why don't you blow the bottle?"

Fu Hanwen also picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "It's quite delicious...but this method of selling is too much money, right? Such a little wine is not full and there are ice cubes inside. How much profit is this glass?"

Wang Heng, who was interested in the interests, smiled but said nothing.

After singing a song "Fish", Pei Ningle took a short rest, took a sip of warm water, and continued on to the next song.

Wang Heng sat like this, sipped the cocktail in the glass, listened to the girl's singing and the applause and cheers from time to time around, and smiled happily.

Suddenly, Fu Hanwen asked, "Why do I feel like you are smiling like an old father who is watching his daughter grow up?"

Wang Heng: "...Illusion, just enjoying music."

"I am also enjoying music, and my expression is not as strange as you," Fu Hanwen finally drank all the wine in the cup in one sip and breathed a sigh of relief. "If you listen to it for a while, you will feel that the money is really worth it. The sound effects and atmosphere in the bar are good. Think about watching the concerts of ordinary artists, the price is much higher than this, and it is not as good as this!"

After Fu Hanwen sighed so sincerely, the waiter from the bar came over.

"Sir, do you need another cup? You came with that flyer and you can enjoy a special discount, 30% off the second cup."

Fu Hanwen was stunned for two seconds and said blankly: "Then... have another cup?"

"Okay, I'll bring the menu here."

The waiter nodded, turned around and left with a smile.

Fu Hanwen kept a stunned expression and slowly turned to Wang Heng.

Wang Heng couldn't help laughing: "This wine is really worth the money, right?"

Fu Hanwen did not make any sound, but judging from his lips, he was clearly talking about lying down, trough, stepping on, and horse!

Wang Heng: "It's okay. I'll treat you tonight's money for drinking. Don't worry, it's okay to have another drink."

Fu Hanwen: "You treat me?"

Wang Heng: "My salary has been paid, so I can still afford it."

Fu Hanwen immediately applauded: "Awesome Teacher Wang!"

Wang Heng waved his hand and signaled that Fu Hanwen would not have to praise him anymore. In fact, even if his salary was paid, Wang Heng didn't want to spend money randomly, such as this kind of wine that costs dozens of dollars a glass of wine. But who made this Yan Zitao's place and he also participated in the sharing of the money? It would be fine if his roommates were kept in the dark. If Fu Hanwen was asking him to pay too much living expenses here, he would be a little embarrassed.

After sitting in this position for more than half an hour, Pei Ningle's singing finally ended.

Fu Hanwen drank very carefully the second glass of wine, and finally survived until now, with the last few drops left. He raised his neck, swallowed the last few drops, put down the cup and said, "Let's go!"

Wang Heng shook his head, "You go first, I want to sit here for a while."

Fu Hanwen: "The girls have already stepped down, why are you still sitting here?"

Wang Heng touched the cold wine glass: "Anyway, there will be no class tomorrow. I want to drink some wine and stay for more time. Leave the account to me, just leave. I will order another glass later."

Fu Hanwen: "Okay... you won't be drunk, are you? Like Xiao Tang?"

Wang Heng was a little amused: "I am not that funny!"

"Then I'll leave..."

After standing up and walking for two steps, Fu Hanwen was still a little worried. So he grabbed the waiter next to him, left his cell phone number, and told the waiter that his roommate would call himself if he was drunk, and then walked out of the bar.

After the roommate left, he looked at the number of customers around him, and he was sure that there was no familiar face. Then he called the waiter and said, "Please pay."

The waiter smiled: "Brother Tao said, you are our store's lifetime VIP, and all purchases are 30% off, and you can just use credit, and you don't have to pay on site."

Wang Heng also smiled and said, "He also ordered this... Then why didn't you say it just now?"

The waiter looked around and lowered his voice: "Brother Tao also said, don't expose your VIP identity in front of anyone."

Wang Heng gave a thumbs up: "Yes! Then take me to see Xiaole."

The senior waiter was obviously an insider. He led Wang Heng to the lounge next to the kitchen, opened the door, and walked away silently.

The lounge is not big, but it has a dressing table and a sofa for people to rest, which can also be regarded as meeting the needs of performers.

Pei Ningle was sitting on the sofa, with a notebook spreading on his legs and a pen in his hand, frowning and thinking hard.

Wang Heng closed the door and asked casually: "What are you thinking?"

Pei Ningle looked up at him, his face did not relax, and he still frowned: "I'm writing a song."

"Oh, I guess there's a lot of money to be paid, and I'm guessing you're happy about this."

After Wang Heng finished speaking, he saw that the girl's face was even more serious. Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

During the week's purpose, she had a similar expression on the day she confessed her love, right?

This is no longer a simple word [danger] to describe...

But the next moment, the girl's words suddenly loosened the burden on his chest.

"I think, call my parents now."

Relaxation is relaxing, but then I am puzzled.

Wang Heng couldn't help but ask, "Why did you tell them?"

"I want to prove to them that I can make money by singing. And, I want to complete this melody."

The girl’s first reason is not difficult to understand, but the second one is quite puzzling. Although it is very beneficial to Wang Heng to ask her parents to take her away, she still needs to ask more questions at this moment.
Chapter completed!