"What did Sister Mi tell you?" Jiang Chen said interestingly.

"Sister Mi said that there was a lot of chaos in the bar, and there were fights everywhere...... Ye Sichen said.

"Smack!"

A young man with long hair grabbed a beer bottle and smashed it on the head of a bald man, whose head burst along with the wine bottle.

"Perhaps, Sister Mi's words are right." Jiang Chen shrugged his shoulders and said.

Ye Sichen hadn't finished speaking, his mouth opened slightly into an O-shape, obviously he didn't expect that the atmosphere in the bar was good just now, and in the blink of an eye, there was a fight.

"What else did Sister Mi say?" Jiang Chen asked again.

"Sister Mi also said that there are often people molesting girls in the bar." Ye Sichen said.

"What are you doing, I don't know you at all, I'm going to call the police if you do this again." Almost as soon as Ye Sichen's voice fell, a sharp voice sounded.

A coolly dressed woman pushed the man standing in front of her hard, and shouted angrily, looking at the situation, it was obvious that she had been rubbed with oil.

"Sister Mi is really clever." Jiang Chen sighed with emotion.

I don't know whether to say Sister Mi's crow's mouth, or whether to say that Ye Sichen is a crow's mouth.

Otherwise, it's too effective, and it's just a matter of saying what happens.

"That girl, are you alright?" Ye Sichen said worriedly.

"It's going to be fine, everyone is here to play, the difference is, some can play, some can't afford to play, and if you can't afford to play, it means you can't provoke, and the man will go away." Jiang Chen said lazily.

Sure enough, soon, the man who was pushed away walked away.

"Jiang Chen, do you often come to the bar?" Ye Sichen asked, listening to Jiang Chen's words, he seemed to know all kinds of rules in the bar.

"It's not very often, it's definitely not comparable to Sister Mi, by the way, does Sister Mi have anything else to say?" Jiang Chen was very curious about this, because he was curious about what would happen next.

"Sister Mi said that some men pretend to be successful people and deceive girls." Ye Sichen said faintly.

After saying this, Ye Sichen hurriedly widened his eyes and looked around, wanting to see if this situation would happen tonight.

"Don't look at it." Jiang Chen's hand waved in front of Ye Sichen's eyes, and he said with a smile.

"Beautiful girl, may I invite you to a glass of wine?" After Jiang Chen, a gentleman's elegant voice sounded in Ye Sichen's ears.

Ye Sichen retracted his gaze, and at a glance saw a middle-aged man appearing at the table, with a straight suit, meticulously combed hair, and a pair of gold-wire rimless glasses, which was a template for a successful person.

"See clearly, is this what it looks like?" Jiang Chen asked amusedly.

"According to Sister Mi, it should be." Ye Sichen was a little unsure, and if she heard correctly, this middle-aged man was talking to her.

"Girl, are you talking about me?" The middle-aged man smiled gently.

"Are you rich?" Ye Sichen asked.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, took out a car key from his pocket, and gently placed it on the table.

"This is the car I drive, and I don't think I need to answer the question of money or not. And that's just one of the few cars I have in my garage. The middle-aged man said.

After speaking, the middle-aged man glanced at Jiang Chen and asked, "Girl, this handsome guy, is it your boyfriend?" ”

Ye Sichen blushed slightly, not knowing how to answer.

But before he could speak, the middle-aged man said again: "Girl, these days, handsome boys are unreliable, because they are handsome, they often take advantage of their advantages, hook up with girls everywhere, all day long, do not seek progress, I think, such a beautiful and lovely girl as a girl, should find a mature man, gentle care." ”

"You mean, you're ugly, and you have a point?" Jiang Chen asked depressedly.

"It's not that it's ugly...... I've said so much, why do you just remember this one? Of course, with your age and experience, you can't understand what I'm talking about. The middle-aged man said.

"Why don't I understand? Aren't you just telling me that you're richer than I am? Jiang Chen said.

"This, too, is also a very important point, how can a man create a happy life for his beloved woman if he has no money?" The middle-aged man does not deny it.

"You're right." Jiang Chen agreed very much, and then silently reached out and took out the car key, and after taking out the car key, he silently put it on the table, intentionally or unintentionally, and put it together with the middle-aged man's car key.

"Land Rover?" The middle-aged man was surprised for a while, and then sneered, "Your lighter is quite special, where did you buy it?" I'll buy one when I have time...... By the way, I have to explain that although I smoke too, I smoke imported Brazilian cigars. ”

Jiang Chen silently stretched out his hand again, and took out a pack of cigarettes from the middle-aged man's pants pocket.

"This is a Brazilian cigar? Or imported? Jiang Chen asked pretending to be surprised.

"I'm sorry, I was addicted to cigarettes just now, so I bought a pack of cigarettes in the bar to deal with it." The middle-aged man coped calmly and calmly.

"Smack!"

Jiang Chen was silent again, picked up the middle-aged man's car keys from the table, and lit the fire.

"Where did you buy this lighter from? It's actually a windproof lighter. Jiang Chen was even more surprised.

"You give it to me." The middle-aged man snatched it up, and his face was blue and red for a while.

"Get out." Jiang Chen drank low.

This game has been completely ended by him, and it will be boring to play it any longer.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant, don't think I don't know, that car key of yours is also a lighter." The middle-aged man dropped a cruel word and walked away.

"Jiang Chen, how do you know that his car key is a lighter?" Ye Sichen took Jiang Chen's car key, put it in his hand and looked at it, and asked suspiciously.

"Didn't you just say that Sister Mi said that someone pretended to be a successful person?" Jiang Chen said with a smile, and then silently complained about Sister Mi's crow mouth in his heart.

After that, Jiang Chen became even more curious: "Sister Mi ......"

"That's all Sister Mi said." Ye Sichen said softly.

Jiang Chen laughed out loud and asked, "Do you regret coming to the bar?" ”

"Nope." Ye Sichen shook his head and said, "Although it's the same as what Sister Mi said, I don't feel anything at all, you are here, I don't have to be afraid." ”

"Oh, I'm your god." Jiang Chen said.

"Protector." Ye Sichen corrected.

"The male god of the protectors." Jiang Chen said.

Ye Sichen smiled softly, holding popcorn and eating, his attention was quickly attracted by the resident singer who sang on the stage.

"Want to sing?" Jiang Chen asked with a smile.

"No...... Don't sing. Ye Sichen quickly retracted his gaze.

"I still like you singing." Jiang Chen said.

"Really?" Ye Sichen was pleasantly surprised.

"Because you only have to sing to look less stupid." Jiang Chen quipped.

"I hate it, but if you want to hear me sing, I'll go on stage and sing a song to you, okay?" Ye Sichen and Jiang Chen discussed, obviously wanting to sing.

This is like an occupational disease, when a singer hears someone else singing, he wants to sing it himself, just like Jiang Chen's occupational disease is that when he sees a beautiful girl, he can't help but verbally want to flirt for a while, it's the same.

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you here, sing well, don't embarrass me." Jiang Chen said.

Ye Sichen nodded vigorously and ran towards the stage, not knowing what to say to the resident singer, and soon, the resident singer handed over the microphone to her.

Ye Sichen looked at the direction where Jiang Chen was and sang a song.

"It's Ye Sichen's song."

"She sings so well, it's like Ye Sichen's original voice is reproduced."

……

The singing was wafting, and Jiang Chen's ears were filled with all kinds of discussions.

The biggest recognition of a singer is often not the face, but the voice, and the stage style.

Ye Sichen is Ye Sichen, even if she can't even recognize Sister Mi in her makeup, but her singing voice is another face.

No matter what the situation, as long as her singing voice sounds, the place where she is her stage.

This may sound easy, but there are only a handful of singers in China who can do this.

But despite this, everyone will only feel like it, and they will only feel familiar, but it is difficult to conclude that it is Ye Sichen who sings.

This is because probably no big-name singer who has become famous will come to such an unknown bar to sing.

Moreover, it is very important to note that Ye Sichen is taking the pure and cute route, which is too far from Ye Sichen's bewitching style today, making it difficult for people to associate the two together.

Even if it's a reproduction of the original sound.

Even if no imitator can imitate Ye Sichen's voice and the emotions that Ye Sichen gives to a song to such an extent.

After singing a song, applause rang out like thunder in the bar.

"Beauty, one more song."

"One more song."

……

The cries continued, and all the people were shouting and making noise.

Feeling everyone's enthusiasm, Ye Sichen walked off the stage with a blushing face, Jiang Chen smiled, handed her the mineral water, and asked, "Satisfied?" ”

Ye Sichen stuck out his tongue mischievously and asked quietly, "Jiang Chen, they won't recognize who I am, right?" ”

"Even if someone recognizes you, they won't admit it." Jiang Chen said.

"Why?" Ye Sichen didn't understand.

"Because they can't accept it, their idol has become a problem girl." Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"You're getting more and more annoying." Wrinkling his little nose, Ye Sichen said with a huff.

"Beauty, you sing so well, can I take a picture for you?" Just as Jiang Chen and Ye Sichen were joking, a short man walked over with a camera in his hand and asked with a smile on his face.

"Where did you buy this camera, it's quite special." Glancing at the man, and then at the camera in the man's hand, Jiang Chen asked with deep interest.

PS: Recently, I've been thinking about how to write some small plots that are interesting and beautiful. It's been a long time since I've asked for a ticket, a red ticket monthly ticket or something, let's smash it with your hands!!