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Not far away from the steps of the mountain road was a woman.

She is dressed in white silk pajamas, and she has a slender figure. Although she can't see her appearance with a disheveled hair, it must not be too bad.

Zhang Xiaojian felt that the night was a bit charming, he pondered it for a moment, and he estimated that he had committed a peach blossom recently, but he didn't know if there was a catastrophe.

After asking Zhang Xiaojian's question, the woman sat on the stone steps carelessly and took another sip of wine: "And it's midnight, you can easily scare people when you sing like this."

Zhang Xiaojian expressed dissatisfaction with this. He said, "Miss Sister, you are scary. I wandered in the mountains in the middle of the night with a dishevelled hair. I also wore a white suit with the style of a domestic horror movie."

As soon as she heard'chuckling', she laughed, let alone, although her voice was a little hoarse, but the laughter was like a silver bell, which was pretty good.

"It seems that domestic horror films have indeed created a psychological shadow for many viewers."

Zhang Xiaojian nodded: "If I were not brave, maybe you would have to send me to the hospital now."

She shook her head: "No, sit down and drink?"

Zhang Xiaojian guessed that she should be her neighbor. Since she had fate to meet here so late, it would be fine to sit down and drink. It's not good to continue singing like no one else.

Sitting beside her, a faint fragrance of body penetrated into Zhang Xiaojian's nostrils.

Uh?

Shouldn’t it be alcohol?

Zhang Xiaojian quickly interrupted his illusion that he was going to continue, and wondered: "What should I drink?"

She handed the half-drinked wine bottle to Zhang Xiaojian: "Drink this, don't you dislike me?"

Zhang Xiaojian took the wine bottle, shook the amber wine inside, saw the sign XO, then took a sip, choking his nose and tears.

She patted Zhang Xiaojian on the back while saying: "Drink slowly, this wine is a bit strong."

Is this a bit strong?

Zhang Xiaojian, who has no habit of drinking foreign wine and rarely drank any foreign wine, feels a bit embarrassing.

After finally getting over, wiped away tears.

So the scene became speechless.

Because the two are really unfamiliar, they don't know what to say.

Anyway, you take a sip, and I drank it for a while.

They both seemed to want to break the silence. After drinking for ten minutes, the two said in unison: "What are you doing here to sing in the middle of the night?"

"What are you doing here for a drink in the middle of the night?"

After speaking, the two smiled at each other.

She still had difficulty seeing her face, letting her hair cover her facial features and said: "The pressure at work is a bit heavy, so relax yourself."

Zhang Xiaojian let out an'oh' and gave his answer: "I've been really idle lately, so I just came out and shouted to relax."

"Do you like singing?"

Zhang Xiaojian frowned and said, "It's okay, I don't particularly like it."

She said earnestly: "Your high pitch is very good, full and loud. It doesn't sound oppressive, but it also has penetrating power."

"professional?"

She shook her head: "Don't mention work, but I have to remind you, don't scare the walking old lady when you are okay."

Zhang Xiaojian nodded: "Well, then I won't sing here anymore. I will go to KTV to sing."

"Where do you live?" As she said, she pointed to Yishan's nearest villa and asked.

Zhang Xiaojian nodded and looked at a small villa a full thousand meters away: "Where do you live?"

She also nodded: "Well, I don't come back often. It's a rare holiday to stay here for a while.

Zhang Xiaojian said inexplicably, "Then you are a rich man."

She froze for a moment: "Yeah, aren't you?" She didn't understand why Zhang Xiaojian asked this question, because the people who live here, that household is rich?

Zhang Xiaojian recalled: "I have money too,

After hearing the words, she smiled: "Drink."

"drink."

The two took turns to pick up XO's bottles and drank them until they bottomed out, then parted ways, without asking each other's name.

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The next morning, Zhang Xiaojian woke up early with a splitting headache.

Thinking of drinking with the woman in white last night, I only feel the cool breeze behind me.

Fortunately, the second aunt’s breakfast brought him back to life in time. He washed briefly and drove his little orange. When he left the house, Zhang Xiaojian looked at the small villa a kilometer away, thinking where people lived, right?...

As soon as this idea emerged, he hurriedly kicked the accelerator and drove to the Second Hospital.

Today is the third day that Bai Yang and Gao Qingsong were admitted to the hospital.

In fact, the two have long been fine and can move freely.

It's just because of the injuries on the face that it is not easy to go out or go home. Anyway, someone is responsible for the hospitalization fee, so they discussed and discussed it, and they can be roommates for several days.

Early in the morning, the children from school came again.

All kinds of jokes appeared endlessly, and of course the laughter could not be restrained into the corridor.

As soon as Zhang Xiaojian entered the room, he found that the two of them were living much more moisturized than he thought. They stayed until noon, and his smiling jaws couldn't close, so he turned and left.

The second aunt contacted the decoration company today and wanted to install her house. In order to prevent her from making the colorful, Zhang Xiaojian decided to say anything.

After talking with the people from the decoration company, it was almost three in the afternoon.

Zhang Xiaojian drove to the Singing Bar again, and Shi Jin's smile was oncoming him.

Of course, Shi Jin had reason to laugh. Last night's sales were almost close to the usual week. With Zhang Xiaojian, who was a great hero, the wine was handed to the table like no money.

The two met and discussed, and decided to sing for three hours today.

Of course, Shi Jin wanted to sell his face, and he asked Gao Qingsong when he came along. Zhang Xiaojian didn't mention the hospital, but he went over it casually.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Waner brought Su Yu to the bar on time.

Su Yu knew what Zhang Xiaojian was singing, and couldn't help laughing as soon as she sat down and looked at Zhang Xiaojian leaning on a high stool.

As Zhang Xiaojian's first fan, Wang Wan'er, of course, chose to support Zhang Xiaojian, and even brought a silver rod, told the waiter to turn off the lights, and said solemnly: "It's all dark to listen to the song."

"..."

Zhang Xiaojian looked at the only table of guests in the bar, who was still his friend, and decided that he must be ashamed, and said to Gu Jiahan: "I will love you if you die first."

Gu Jiahan's eyes widened: "Brother Xiaojian, let's just keep the song list from yesterday. This song is too loud." The implication is that customers will not come in if they walk to the door and hear the singing inside. .

Zhang Xiaojian waved his hand: "Don't worry, brother has been reborn."

Gu Jiahan was dubious, but still ordered the band to start playing.

Zhang Xiaojian took the microphone, full of affection and began to sing this bad street love song...

Four minutes later, under the shocked eyes of Wang Wan'er and Su Yu from the band and the audience, Zhang Xiaojian ended his singing.

The shock was not because of how well Zhang Xiaojian sang, but they found that Zhang Xiaojian's bass was extremely bad, but the treble was in tune and the sound quality was full, which sounded really shocking.

As everyone knows, Zhang Xiaojian already regretted choosing the treble yesterday, and he realized that singing treble was too tired.

For the sake of his own life, he asked: "Jiahan, is there an oxygen cylinder in our bar? I am a little lack of oxygen."