The fat man suddenly snatched away the quilt, and his expression suddenly became serious.

"What's going on? Isn't this something that was broadcast before?"

The man with glasses took off his glasses, took out a cloth and wiped them clean before saying:

"Obviously, he must have been stuck on this day for some reason. As for the reason, I don't see it."

Although the bald man still looked fierce and silent, his breathing became obviously heavier.

After Ren Yi came out of the bathroom, he sat on the sofa and tinkered with his notebook like a clockwork robot.

When the camera cut away again, it was not back to Masako, but from a candid shot.

The person taking the photo was probably hiding in the dark. He was taking the photo from a distance at the entrance of a bar called [Qing].

There were a lot of people in front of the bar, but they didn't look like customers.

They craned their necks to look inside, and many of them were holding cameras.

"Hey, what are you taking pictures of again!" A crack appeared in the door of the bar, and then a big man wearing a gold chain yelled at the person at the door.

"Get out of here, don't affect my business!"

Perhaps the big man at the door looked too ferocious, which caused huge pressure on everyone present.

After a while, the people who were watching just now all ran away in a hurry.

There was a strong wind on the street, and a black and white poster flew all the way into the air until it accidentally hit the windshield of a car.

It didn't matter that the owner of the car didn't see it clearly, but the audience could clearly see that it was a promotional poster.

"Beautiful singer Masako's special residency is now on sale!"

[The most beautiful singer in the city, sexy, hot and noble, has she captured your heart and people?]

[The ever-changing witch, what kind of madness will she perform at the celebration bar!]

[5.20 night, spend the night of confession with Masako!]

The black and white photo shows Masako holding a microphone and singing in profile. Her heavy makeup looks much more solemn in the black and white photo.

"Mom," Masako put on a sparkling black short skirt and put on a pair of red high heels on top of sexy and attractive fishnet stockings. "I'm going out!"

When she knelt down to put on her shoes, many male netizens became short of breath watching this scene.

Seeing now, they found that Tang Yue was perfect for this role. Her charm and coquettishness made her performance come alive.

"I read the weather forecast," my mother hurriedly ran out: "It said it's going to rain heavily tonight. Hey, bring your umbrella!"

"Who said that?" Masako had already changed her clothes. She sprayed herself with perfume and turned around in the mirror with satisfaction. "Mom, do I look good today?"

"You look so good!" Her mother snorted and sneered at her outfit: "You are a resident singer and not a bartender, so what does it matter if you dress like this! You can't wear more clothes! And those socks of yours.

, Ouch, they are all holes, let me mend them for you!"

"Mom! Why are you so stupid!" Masako bit her lower lip: "Today is my first time to hold a special show, so of course I have to dress up nicely! The boss told me that if business is good tonight, I will be the only one invited in the future.

Singing in residence!”

"Okay, okay!" The mother finally showed some joy: "Please pay attention to my safety! There is a mixed crowd in your bar, and you are dressed like this, so be careful!"

Masako hummed a song and went out in a happy mood.

There was already a queue at [Qing]'s door. Masako secretly smiled and got in through the back door.

The bartender glanced at her and said, "Still the same rules?"

"Well," Masako looked out from time to time, "there are a lot of people here today!"

"Yes," the bartender said with a smile. His eyes had already fallen on Masako's plump breasts. "They are all here for you."

After Masako drank the water, she returned it to the other party: "I have a stomachache and am a little nervous."

The bartender casually put the water glass that Masako had used behind him and said, "What are you afraid of? You sing so well and everyone here is your fan."

"Really?" Masako blinked, shook his head, and said with some melancholy: "They may not be here for my songs, but for me as a person."

She suddenly stood up and raised the bar's chin with her hand: "Am I good-looking?"

The bar's Adam's apple moved and his voice stuttered: "Okay, it's beautiful. It's very beautiful."

Masako came on stage.

She is so dazzling under the spotlight, and every pair of eyes in the audience is like a hunter looking at his prey, greedy, eager, and excited.

Indeed, as Masako said, what they care about is not her singing, but her person.

Just like her poster, the focus is not on the singer but on the beauty.

"I'm Masako." She grabbed the phone, a little nervous but also excited.

Everyone sitting here today is here for her.

"The first song I sang for everyone was "Lastdane" by Moonlight Girl. Many people said that Tang Yue and I look very similar. What do you think?"

The man with glasses could not laugh out loud. He felt a strong sense of violation in this paragraph, but he did not grasp the essence.

He was a little anxious.

I'm also a little worried about Masako's fate.

Masako's singing is actually really average. Fortunately, she is good-looking and the people in the audience were mesmerized by her singing.

People kept paying money to request songs and send flowers, and one big brother even offered 50,000 yuan.

I just want to sing a song with Masako.

She agreed.

A set of quick cuts followed, each showing Masako's smiling face.

After nine consecutive shots, Masako fell in the heavy rain.

"I'll take you home."

The bartender's face was unclear in the heavy rain, as if it was covered with a layer of fog.

When I got home, I was greeted by my mother’s constant scolding.

"I asked you to take an umbrella with you when you go out, why don't you take one!"

"I told you to dress conservatively, but you still didn't listen!"

"You said why you never listen to your mother!"

Masako slammed the door, covered her ears and yelled: "Mom, stop talking! I'm like this, you can't care about me!"

A few minutes later, my mother came in with a bowl of chicken soup: "Drink more, take a shower and change clothes, and let's go on a blind date."

…

The third time Ren Yi appeared on the scene, it was finally not in the bathroom.

He was dressed handsomely in a suit and was sitting alone in the living room.

After Ren Yi stood up, he first took down the photos hanging on the wall, then tore off the photo frames and posters in the room one by one, and swept them all into the corner before sitting back down where he was just now.

He was obviously nervous and his legs were shaking.

"Is she here?" Ren Yi asked softly.

A woman's voice came from outside the house: "Come on, have you packed up?"

"Okay, Mom." Ren Yi scratched his head: "I won't let you down this time."

The woman outside didn't reply, only let out a long sigh.
Chapter completed!