"knew."

A feeble female voice sounded, it should be Luo Chen's mother.

"Hi." Luo Chen wiped his body, covered his sensitive parts with a bath towel, and interacted with the audience: "My name is Ren Yi, and I am currently working as a freelancer... I'm just kidding, I'm an unemployed vagrant living at home.

!”

He brushed his teeth and walked out of the bathroom.

There was no one in the living room, so he sat on the sofa and opened the laptop on his lap.

"But I still have a job. I play games for people and make money. Yes, it's what you call power training! There is a new dungeon to be opened at nine o'clock today, so I'm afraid of being late."

After Ren Yi concentrated on playing the game, the camera once again switched to a bar with feasting and feasting.

Some people were shaking the cups in their hands, some were shaking their heads, and some were sitting at the bar, just lighting up a cigarette, and countless people came over to deliver drinks.

"Miss Masako, you are too cold."

The bartender shook the glass vigorously, but his eyes were lingering on Masako played by Tang Yue, unwilling to move away.

"They are all a bunch of stinky men who only like my skin." Masako had dyed red hair, a skull-shaped earring on her left ear, and her lips were bright red. When she spoke, her eyes turned up, very

It’s disdain. “They don’t care what I sing.”

"Who said that?" The bartender took out a glass of cold water and handed it to Masako like a magic trick: "I care, I don't want your throat to be broken. So, put out the cigarette!"

"Don't be ridiculous." Masako smiled sweetly. When she smiled, only her mouth was smiling and her eyes were cold: "If you really like it, you won't hide all the cups I drank from. You are just like them."

She blew out the smoke from her mouth and threw it into the glass of water.

When she walked onto the stage with shaky steps, everyone in the bar cheered.

"What do you want to hear?" She grabbed the microphone with both hands to keep herself steady on the stage and not fall down.

""juvenile"!"

""no wavedy"!"

""Prague Square"!"

""lover"!"

Many netizens couldn't help but smile knowingly after seeing this. It was obvious that Zhou Yiyang was bringing in private goods. But what he did was reasonable and reasonable, and it was also popular.

Who would have thought that in the real world, the songs of his artists are so popular in China!

However, Masako was obviously not a person who would listen to other people's opinions. After she stood up straight, she blew a kiss to the front. After hearing the screams of the men one after another, she said: "What I want to sing today is "Opening".

To the end of time!"

She hugged the wheat stand tightly with both hands and legs, her eyes were blurred, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Masako is so beautiful at this moment, but it makes people feel distressed.

She seems to be just like the song sings, blooming until the end, and then dying after blooming.

After several dizzying scenes, Masako woke up and found that she was already lying on the bed.

She rubbed her head and opened her eyes with difficulty. She wanted to speak out, but found that her throat hurt badly.

At the end of her bed stood a well-dressed middle-aged woman.

When she saw Masako waking up, she quickly walked up to her and handed her a glass of cold water.

"I finally woke up. Didn't I tell you not to drink when you go to work? It was the little king who sent you back again."

"Mom, who is Xiao Wang?" Masako seemed not to recognize this person.

"Oh, he's your bartender." Her mother glanced at her and quickly dragged Masako up from the bed.

"You, you, you all stink! Go take a shower and change your clothes. It's time to go on a blind date."

"A blind date again." Masako felt sick to her stomach when she heard these two words. She suddenly covered her mouth as if she was about to vomit.

But he didn't see the mother standing in front of him with an expression that seemed to be smiling.

"Others are only free at this point, so bear with it. Who can let someone else's family have good conditions? If you can marry me, that's a high achievement!"

The mother kept nagging her until Masako put her slippers on the bed and entered the bathroom.

Seeing this, the man with glasses whispered: "Have you noticed that the director seems to have never told us the time when each scene took place. He is deliberately blurring the concept."

The bald man on the side snorted without interest: "You are still here analyzing a horror movie. Are you interested? I will wait for the ghost to come out soon!"

The camera turned and we came to the noodle shop at the beginning again.

There was still only the proprietress. She stirred the soup pot vigorously, and the color inside seemed to be darker.

This time the clock behind her pointed to three o'clock.

Judging from the dark sky outside, it was obviously three o'clock in the morning.

Masako came over holding an umbrella as usual, and her complexion looked much better.

"Still the old rules?" the landlady asked skillfully.

"I want to eat hoof noodles today," Masako found a table and sat down: "Is there any more?"

"Yes, we have everything." The proprietress smiled and fished out a red and shiny pig's trotter that had been soaked in the soup pot, which made her drool.

Masako took a bite and let out a slight moan as if he had eaten the best food.

"Is it delicious?" The landlady looked at Masako tenderly.

"It's delicious." Masako wiped the corners of his mouth and accidentally spread the lipstick, making it all over his mouth, like blood.

"Going on a blind date again?" the landlady continued to ask.

"Yes." Masako licked her lips: "Is there a mirror? I suspect my mouth is all wet."

"Yes," the landlady paused and looked at Masako uncertainly: "Are you sure you want to use it?"

Masako was very confused and didn't understand the reason why the landlady asked. "Of course, is there any problem?"

The landlady stopped talking, but turned around and took out a small mirror from the cabinet and handed it to Tang Yue.

At this point, most netizens are actually guessing that Masako will definitely see something scary when she looks in the mirror.

As everyone knows, there is no change in her reflection in the mirror.

"Speaking of which," Masako said after wiping off her lipstick: "There is something I have never thought about. Every time I go on a blind date, I can't remember what happened. I remember what the person I went on a blind date looks like.

But we can’t even remember what we said or what we did.”

"Can't even remember?" the landlady asked.

"Yeah," she said distressedly, "What's wrong with me?"

"Don't worry." The landlady gently placed her hand on Tang Yue's cheek. Her black nails looked particularly eye-catching under the white light. With the accompaniment of the erhu, people couldn't help but become nervous.

"Eat the noodles first, then you won't think about it when you're full."

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Chapter completed!