Since the first bar opened in Sanlitun in 1984, after twenty years of development, this place next to the embassy area and diplomatic apartments has become one of the most well-known night venues in Yanjing.

Because you are close to the embassy area, Sanlitun is a highly visible area for foreigners. Sometimes, when you walk in the crowd and listen to the rise and fall of various languages, you can't help but have an illusion: What is the difference between Shibuya in Tokyo, Manhattan in New York, Shoreditch in London and Sanlitun at this moment?

Luo Xi also asked her companion Guo Zhen this way, but she couldn't explain it clearly. Perhaps the only difference here is that there are more English conversations with Chinese accents. It seems that after saying ABC, the cocktails in her hand all have an American flavor.

They also have a very nice English name when they are studying in the Foreign Languages ​​College. Her name is Daisy and her companion Guo Zhen is Alina. The two of them also agree with the surrounding environment, with English mixed in language, and then they laugh at the arty fat man next door table together, and hook up with a young woman in a red dress in broken English.

There is no moral loyalty in this occasion. The climax and loss occur at the same time. Primitive desires use alcohol to find an outlet. Men show off, women seek a shelter for desire and housing. Just look at each other, come to a togue kiss at the door of the bathroom, or meet in a quick hotel not far from next door to have an irresponsible one-night stand.

Alcohol, money, sex, hormones, and sentient beings, this is the Ukiyo-e picture this nightclub wants to show you.

As soon as he arrived at the bathroom door, Rosie heard a "slap" sound from the innermost closed compartment.

Even if Luo Xi was not yet in the human affairs, she knew that there was another passionate couple who couldn't help but live in.

"Ah~" A penetrating moan made Rosie at the door blush. Knowing that the troops were about to be withdrawn, she hurriedly left the bathroom, waited for the people inside to come out, and then went in by herself.

The first one came out was a woman wearing a dark blue hip-clad skirt with a flushed face. She looked around at the door, knocked on the bathroom door with her backhand, and hurriedly left.

Behind him was a young man about twenty years old, with a thin body; his short hair had a pair of extremely sharp phoenix eyes, and his single eyelids looked extremely cold; his straight nose bridge made his tough face look angular, and the combination of a white shirt and light blue jeans made him look out of place in this dim and blurred bar.

"So handsome!" Luo Xi praised secretly, then passed by him, and urged her to enter the bathroom behind the man under the urging of her swollen belly.

When I came out again, several people had already arrived at my deskmate. This was Director Chen from an advertising company that Guo Zhen knew, who was looking for a model for advertising films for a beverage company.

"Daisy, these are several colleagues of Director Chen, this is Assistant Wang, Master Li of Lighting, and Master Chen of Props."

After learning the news yesterday, Rosie was slammed on her head like a huge pie, which made Rosie very excited, but she was cautious and went to their studio with Guo Zhen, and also took a rough look at the contract with the beverage company.

While echoing Guo Zhen's introduction, Luo Xi was surprised to find that the man who had just played with firewood in the bathroom had actually stepped onto the stage.

Since the SARS in 2003, the bar street next to Houhai has gradually emerged, causing some folk songs and jazz bands to gradually move from Sanlitun to Houhai, and Sanlitun has become younger, more popular and rocker.

"Never Sleep" also adapts to the market, rock, disco, and dials, attracting young customers. By 2004, this place had become a holy place for underground rock bands in Yanjing. Every day, many rock bands are proud to be able to step on its stage. If they can gain the recognition of several legendary masters, they can even make a name in the circle.

Today, a five-person band was performed on the stage. Among them, the lead singer named Qin Yu, who was watched by Rosie, who was 21 years old this year. He has been performing in the "Non-Ye Tun" bar for nearly two months. In addition to the many beauties here and there are no responsibility, the performance cost of 300 yuan a night is his main motivation for singing here.

"Forgot! Forgot! They are all these hands

Forgot! It's all this

Forgot! Forgot! It's all this experience

Forgot! It's all this old man

Forgot! Forgot! All of this number

Forgot! It's all this fear

Forgot! Forgot! It's all this music

...

Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!

The road is determined in a new direction...

Dreams, hurts, blown away in the wind

The road, the future, along the heart, to the other side”

Rock does not believe in tears, does not succumb to sadness, there is no heart-wrenching pain, only hysterical sounds and deep and full emotions, venting directly under the accompaniment of guitar, bass, and keyboards, and the drum beats that are withdrawn from time to time remind you that the rhythm remains.

With the accompaniment of heavy metal, what is inconsistent with Qin Yu's slightly hoarse roar, shocking and trembling sounds, the expensive sounds of the bar filled everyone's ears. If you only look at his slightly green face, you would never imagine that his lung capacity would be so huge on the stage.

Two songs in a row, Qin Yu's performance ended today. He waved his hands to the audience in the audience. Luo Xi found that the dark blue hip-covered skirt was also included, but Qin Yu on the stage didn't care about her at all. Luo Xi couldn't help but complain: "What a scumbag..."

Qin Yu, the scumbag on the stage, didn't feel much. He said to the fat man who was playing drums: "Brother Qiang, I'm going to start school in two days. I'm going to have a lot of things this year, and I probably don't have much chance of cooperation. I'll drink together in the future."

"Okay, Brother Qin."

Although they called Qin Yu Ge, Chen Qiang and others were actually five or six years older than Qin Yu.

Qin Yu came to the bartender, the bartender handed over the guitar box and asked, "Old rules?"

"Yeah." Qin Yu nodded and wiped the electric guitar with flame pattern with suede in the box before putting it in.

Ignite a Zhongnanhai spike. The tar content of 0.8 has a cool mint smell, which passes through the throat, enters the lungs, and then spits it out again. Everything is such a natural cycle.

Qin Yu rarely drinks and smokes. He only lit one at the end of the performance. Seeing it gradually disappearing, a faint smell left in the air. The falling ash is so lonely, as lonely as me.

The bartender pushed a coaster with the non-night tun logo over and put a glass of warm water for him. Qin Yu picked up the cup and took a sip. The warm pure water moistened the vocal cords that were damaged by the roar, slowly relaxing his body. After a vigorous exercise, he sang two more rock songs, and was really tired.

"Handsome guy, can you please treat me to a drink alone?" Another crimson B-length short skirt appeared beside him, raising the majesty under the strapless skirt, then stuck out his tongue to lick the same crimson lip color. The shiny lip gloss exuded an attractive luster under the yellow bar lamp.

"Sorry, I'll drink water!" Qin Yu shook his head, picked up the cup and signaled it, and did not give the other party a chance to continue chatting with him. Even if he didn't applaud just now, he would not be moved by the hardcover woman in front of him. He started to spend time in nightclubs at the age of sixteen, and could tell the difference between original and hardcover at a glance.

At around eleven o'clock, it was time for nightclubs to go one after another, and Qin Yu was about to leave.

"Ladies and gentleman, let me see where your hands are and shake them..."

A deafening voice sounded, and Qin Yu couldn't help but shake his head. DJ Xiao Xu was still his old trick. He would take the opportunity to show off his hi-song and DJ skills in the middle of the two bands' show.

But don't say that nightclubs really need this kind of passion. The dynamic rhythm, hoarse roar, the lights trembled and shaking with the music, and the whimper was breathtaking. Countless beauties wearing strapless bras, deep V-necks, one-step skirts and high heels were swaying under the colorful light balls.

This kind of dressing is not out of style, but it is very "normal". In this high-end nightclub in Sanlitun, although most single beauties are serious white-collar workers, they may be a little cautious at first and can only sway slowly when dancing, but within a while, under the stimulation of alcohol, they all took off their disguise and indulged in a willful manner.

Men are different. When they come to this place, they mainly hunt for beauty. Although they are mostly well-dressed, their eyes that are constantly scattering everywhere emit the light of lust.

The customers who were originally sitting in the booth and the station also stood up one after another, preparing to integrate into the crowd, dancing and sweating profusely, feeling the pleasure of shaking to the end of the world.

On the edge of a scattered table not far from the bar, Qin Yu, who was about to leave, glanced at him, reached out his right hand and grabbed the tight hand of a man in a plaid shirt, and said lightly: "Brother, I've gotten over."

The man's face was a little frightened. He glanced around first, then looked at Qin Yu and said sinisterly: "Brother, I don't know what you are talking about? It's better not to worry about my business."

"Don't you know whose place this is? You dare to put medicine here. You hate picking up girls like you who have no technical content the most." Qin Yu looked at the well-dressed man with some strength in his hand. Although he didn't know what medicine he was going to take, it was nothing more than ecstasy such as Smurfs, Happy Pills, or obedient water such as FM2, Sanzhulun.

"Let go, let go quickly...ah..." the man in the plaid shirt shouted loudly, and the screaming made some people around him gather around him.

"Who are you? Let go, why are you catching my friend?" Three men and two women walked out of the dance floor. Three men saw Qin Yu vaguely surrounded him. The three men also dressed in shirts and trousers, like white-collar elites. This was exactly what Luo Xi and her friends just now.

"What are you doing? Why are you catching Director Chen?" Luo Xi asked.

"Director?" Qin Yu heard this title and his eyes were fascinated into a crack, revealing a hint of cold light. Then he used his right hand to force his wrist, known as Director Chen, was turned on, and his palm opened. There were two white pills inside, which kept flashing other luster under the colorful lights of the bar.

Luo Xi looked at the two pills. Even though she was not very experienced in the nightclub, she understood what was going on. Looking at the people who just called themselves director, planning, drama, and props, she felt that they were so unfamiliar. She was about to speak up, but Guo Zhen pulled her back and took two steps back together.

"Beat him." This is a signal sent by Director Chen enduring the pain of his wrist. The three men behind him fists behind Qin Yu at the same time.

He turned his head, tilted his fist, raised his elbow and then slid his vagina. More than ten years of hard training were all done at this moment. The two women next to him were still surprised that the battle here had ended. From the time director Chen spoke up to the three of them falling to the ground in different positions, it seemed like they were in a flash.

The movement here finally alarmed the customers all over the venue, and DJ Xiao Xu also stopped. Chen Qiang and others who were packing up their instruments and preparing to leave also put down their things and surrounded them: "Qin Yu, what's going on?"

"It's okay, these guys are going to put medicine in the venue and let me clean up." Qin Yu said it lightly, but when he looked at the three people who fell to the ground, he knew that he was not doing it lightly.

"What's wrong? Why are you all here?" At this time, a voice came from the entrance. Everyone looked in. A fat man was not tall and looked a little Buddha-like when he smiled, but when he didn't say anything, he would show some evil appearance.

He is Zeng Tianshu, the boss of "Never Sleeping", one of the old canvasses in the rock industry in Yanjing. He once became famous all over the country with a song "Friend".

"Uncle Zeng." Hearing his voice, Qin Yu turned his head and greeted him: "A few people who are not open-eyed to get medicine here."

"Ah! Be careful!" A woman's voice came from behind.

Qin Yu turned his face and said, "Bang...", a brown wine bottle hit his forehead.

"Hiss..." A self-protection confusion came from my head first, and then there was a severe pain, which made Qin Yu take a deep breath. The wine bottle was broken, and the wine flowed down his forehead, and there was a hint of warmth in the middle, which flowed to the corner of his mouth and into his mouth. "Director Chen" holding the upper half of the wine bottle looked at the bottle scraps in his hand and hurriedly threw them aside, trying to retreat.

After years of experience in fighting, Qin Yu knew that his first reaction was not to cover the wound, nor to hit him with a bottle or a bench, but to raise his legs and kick "Director Chen" in the abdomen, causing him who originally wanted to retreat to fall to the ground, curled up on the ground like a cooked shrimp, and then kicked both feet until he was hugged by Zeng Tianshu's subordinates.

"Qin Yu, enough, if you continue to fight, you will die." Zeng Tianshu knew how ruthless Qin Yu was. He had practiced "Eight-Jiquan" and "Eighteen Black Dragon Hands" with his son Qin Ming since he was a child. If Qin Yu didn't hold back and added these kicks with anger, it would be a life-threatening person.

"I'm still careless." Hearing Zeng Tianshu's voice, Qin Yu stopped and licked the liquid at the corner of his mouth with his tongue. There was a little sourness in the burnt fragrance. The best whiskey is really a waste.
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