Chapter 48

October 6th.

The countdown to the National Day holiday has begun, and people are busy with the final revelry.

There are four bands stationed at the Sandu Bar. The manager is very good at managing money and makes the most of it to make money. Especially in recent days, after the lead singer of one of the bands became popular, he immediately decided to hold a small concert to test the waters. It

was 7:30 in the evening, and there was still half an hour before the concert.

The bar was already crowded with people, and the air was filled with the aroma of wine. People kept talking about their favorite bands, saying that they came for so-and-so.

When he heard someone mention Xia Yan's name, he immediately shook his head and looked down on him.

"What's so good about that idiot? He's all show

and no substance." "That's right! He has nothing but a pretty face."

"Uh... can he sing okay?" The person who spoke was a little unconvinced and whispered, "Although he sometimes can't hit the right notes, his voice is really special."

"The lead singer of Camocido is a professional musician, how can they be compared?"

The man was speechless: "..."

The other person looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, so he lowered his voice and said, "I heard that a few days ago, a few Alphas blocked Xia Yan at the door of the bar and were beaten by his suitors."

"He must have cheated someone out of money again." "

That's right, I gave him a gift worth hundreds of thousands, but he couldn't even touch it, who wouldn't be angry?"

"A Beta, acting like an Omega, "Teasing others everywhere."

The two of them started to complain, as if they had seen something at the door of the bar with their own eyes, and directly convicted the young man based on their past impressions.

Shen Wenqing sat in the best viewing seat, holding a low-alcohol fruit wine in his hand, listening to the vague discussions of people.

He was still dressed simply and cleanly today, his hair was very fresh, revealing a smooth forehead, and the black tear mole at the end of his eye was faintly visible, with a cold temperament.

The most eye-catching thing was probably the white inhibitor patch on the back of his neck that was exclusive to Omega. Such an elegant and powerful man was actually an Omega?!

It made the Alphas' teeth itch, and they were eager to conquer him, press him under them, and watch him cry.

A handsome Alpha walked over confidently: "Hello, may I sit next to you?"

Shen Wenqing glanced at him coldly: "No."

"..."

The man's face froze. He didn't expect to be rejected at the beginning. He said a few more words, but what he got was never good. The man with frustrated self-esteem left in disgrace.

Seeing that someone was rejected, and the concert was about to start, others also put away the idea of ​​chatting up.

At 7:58, the lights in the hotel suddenly dimmed.

At 8 o'clock, several beams of strong light hit the stage from above, illuminating the singers in detail.

The young man in the front was about 1.8 meters tall, with carefully groomed hair, fluffy and soft, and a few strands were dyed light pink, which matched his pink earrings.

The soft beige V-neck silk shirt, black trousers, and slightly retro drawstring martin boots made him look like an elegant royal duke in Northern Europe.

But when his eyes fell on her, her gorgeous facial features, snow-white skin, bright red lips, and faint smile made him curse inwardly.

Damn!

Elegance at all? She is clearly a wanton and depraved demon!

The Sunday band prepared a popular English song from abroad. The song was extremely explosive, hot and exciting, which made the audience excited and instantly brought up the atmosphere.

The young man in the middle of the stage was so bright and bold that he seemed to be glowing.

Shen Wenqing sat in the audience, staring at him without blinking.

The song was not long and soon came to an end. The young man had a good lung capacity and sang without taking a breath. When the next song was switched, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the man.

The two men's eyes met.

When Shen Wenqing was stunned, Xia Yan suddenly blinked and threw a wink.

"?"

"Hiss!"

"Shit."

A gasp sounded.

The people who just tried to belittle Xia Yan were arguing for him again.

"He is tempting me."

"Nonsense, he is clearly hinting that I should go find him, my gift is not in vain."

"Come on, those few thousand dollars you gave? What's the use? It's obviously the limited edition sneakers I gave him that worked. Who can refuse a limited edition kid of this age?"

"How much can a pair of sneakers be worth? I gave him a Gi bag."

"Only Omegas can cure all diseases, and Xia Yan is a Beta."

"..."

While a group of people were arguing, the next song had already started.

Shen Wenqing sat in the shadows, with a hidden, imperceptible joy in his heart. Only he knew that it was a gift for him.

But in a flash, he reflected again.

Am I paying too much attention to this Beta?

This is not a good sign.

*

The entire concert was scheduled to last two hours. At half past eight, the young man led the band and left without mercy amidst the cries of people trying to keep them.

The next band came on stage and the music started again, but the atmosphere was no longer as lively as before.

"Wow! Our performance today was great." The bassist patted the young man's shoulder from behind with a smile, "Xia Yan, your voice is getting better and better, and your high notes are not weak at all."

The man was so strong that it hurt Xia Yan's shoulder.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and his body slightly turned to avoid the man's next round of attack. He took the initiative to speak and changed the subject: "Are you going to dinner later?"

Although the original owner was very bad at love, he was good to his friends.

The band consists of four people, three men and one woman, all of them are Beta.

They are the oldest and outspoken bassist Fan Ting; the shy guitarist Tang Zihang who was born in a music school; and the hot-tempered drummer Shao Jiaze.

The original owner and them just randomly formed a team for money, but they worked well together and happily.

"I also want to go to dinner with you, but I have a date with my girlfriend." The bassist shrugged regretfully and smiled sweetly, "It's too late, I'll leave first."

"Tsk tsk tsk! Look at you, you look like a silly dog." Shao Jiaze crossed his arms across his chest and joked, "I don't know what your sister-in-law sees in you. If you ask me, when choosing a boyfriend... at least choose a handsome guy like Xia Yan."

Xia Yan, who was called innocently: "???"

The bassist actually thought about it. He glanced at the mountain of gifts on the back table and said very seriously, "My girlfriend can't afford him."

Everyone: "..." That makes sense.

"Hey!" The young man smiled, playing with the newly received Cartier bracelet with his fingertips, looking innocent, "I'm not a gold-eating beast."

The bassist rolled his eyes unceremoniously, "You're harder to keep than a gold-eating beast."

"It's too much to say that about your teammates."

Xia Yan's face bulged slightly, showing a bit of childishness. He stuffed the bracelet into the original packaging box and threw it directly in the direction of the bassist.

The other party subconsciously borrowed it and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"It's a date gift for you. It's too bad to go there empty-handed." The young man's curled eyelashes blinked slightly, "Oh! By the way, remember to take a bouquet of flowers."

The backstage was not big. In addition to them, there were two other bands waiting to enter.

At this time, the small backstage was filled with flowers and gifts. If you opened any of them, you could see a pink card with sweet words written on it.

Xia Yan really didn't understand.

Clearly, those people were calling him a fool, a gold digger, and a piece of trash, and they all looked like they disdained to be associated with him, but they secretly sent him gifts.

But...

a man's heart is like a needle in the sea, and it is hard to figure out.

The system is a program, and the love in the dream is a pink ball. They also didn't understand and were greatly shocked.

Xia Yan's side quest one, the more gifts he received, the more points he would get, and those gifts must be opened by him personally before they can be counted into the points.

He glanced at the flowers, picked up the most beautiful red rose among them, took off the card, and handed it to the bassist: "For you."

The female drummer stopped her, "As for flowers... it still has meaning only if they are bought by lovers themselves."

"She's right." The bassist nodded.

Hearing this, Xia Yan did not force himself. He threw the flower back. The blood-red rose hit a bunch of white roses, and a few petals fell, like dripping blood.

"And you..."

"Huh? Me?" Xia Yan tilted his head in confusion.

"After all, it's a gift from someone else. Even if you don't like it, you should cherish it!" The female drummer poked the young man's shoulder with her fingertips. "With your bad character, be careful that you will fall into trouble one day and be captured by a pervert."

"You are exaggerating."

As long as you have a little bit of brains, you won't commit a crime for a person and ruin your life.

Xia Yan was full of confidence and opened the card casually, still thinking about the protagonist.

Task one has been completed.

The next tasks two and three are all related to the protagonist. Especially task two, which requires him to agree to the protagonist's request for a relationship.

In other words... the other party must take the initiative to confess to him?

The young man was a little worried.

In his last life, he was chasing Tu Xi, and it took him half a year to catch up with her. Now... it feels like it will take even longer!

But no matter what, he needs to have an intersection with the protagonist first.

The concert will be over soon. Before it ends, should he ask someone to invite the other party over? Or should he take the initiative to go find Shen Wenqing?

Xia Yan was daydreaming for more than ten seconds before he looked down at the card.

Suddenly, a large area of ​​bright red came into his eyes.

[My dear, you are as charming as ever today. I want to kiss your lips, put my tongue between your lips and teeth, taste your flavor; take off your clothes, leave marks on every inch of your skin...】

Xia Yan couldn't bear to read the following words. All kinds of disgusting sexual fantasies were described by the man in rough words.

It made people want to vomit.

Xia Yan: "!!!" Help, there is a pervert!!!

Under the huge impact, his fingers trembled, and the pink card fell to the ground, like a butterfly with broken wings, full of ominous meaning.

"What's wrong?"

Shao Jiaze, who was removing his makeup, looked puzzled. He bent down to pick up the card, opened it and said, "What's written on it! Why do you have this--" expression.

Before she could finish the remaining three words, her expression suddenly changed and she cursed: "Fuck you, you pervert, don't let me catch you, or I'll kill you."

After saying that, she was still not satisfied, she threw the bouquet of roses on the ground and crushed it with her feet.

The woman's series of actions were fast, fierce and accurate. When Xia Yan reacted, everything was over.

Xia Yan: "..."

To be honest, as an ordinary person who traveled from a peaceful world, he was a little at a loss when he encountered such a vulgar and shameless love letter for the first time.

"Are you okay?"

Xia Yan heard the woman's worried question, he pursed his lips, tried his best to maintain his persona, grabbed the card, tore it into pieces, and threw it into the trash can.

"Oh! You are such a cowardly rubbish that you only dare to print it out on the computer and don't even dare to leave any handwritten traces." The young man held his head high, with an arrogant attitude and contemptuous words, "You only dare to fantasize secretly in private."

"That's good." The woman breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was not affected. "I will beat up this kind of coward."

She removed half of her makeup, and the other half was still on her face, which looked a bit strange.

Xia Yan looked at her and couldn't help laughing. He poked her head with his finger so that she was facing the mirror: "Okay, take off your makeup quickly."

"Damn! This is too ugly." The woman covered her face in seclusion and continued to work.

The two of them were fighting and quarreling. The guitarist on the other side wanted to come over several times, but hesitated and did not dare to come forward. His eyes swept over Xia Yan from time to time, and he felt a little guilty.

Xia Yan: "..." What does this mean?

Just as he was thinking about whether the perverted love letter might be related to the guitarist, the door of the backstage was suddenly pushed open, and a large bouquet of red roses almost covered the face of the person who sent the flowers.

"Surprise, dear."

A slightly familiar voice, with exaggeration and affectation, Xia Yan blinked, and his eyes subconsciously turned over and saw a handsome face.

The rich second-generation Alpha who had given him a gift, after pretending to be bankrupt, asked him for a relationship, but was ruthlessly rejected by Xia Yan.

- Even if he didn't pretend to be bankrupt, according to his character, Xia Yan would not be with him.

But the other party was obviously resentful about this, thinking that he was a greedy and materialistic Beta, and immediately turned against him and cursed him.

So much so that his handsome face looked a little ugly.

Xia Yan really had a face full of question marks.

Isn't it obvious enough that he is materialistic? Why must he act like he is deeply in love after being rejected?

At this time, the rich second-generation appeared in the backstage, holding flowers, and gave gifts to the guitarist as if in protest, and after giving them away, he deliberately glanced at Xia Yan. As if to say, jealous?

Xia Yan's mouth twitched, what the hell? Elementary school student behavior.

He looked at the guitarist again, a shy and handsome boy, holding flowers, with shyness in his eyes, and he looked like he was deeply in love.

As if he noticed Xia Yan's gaze, the boy's face showed a trace of guilt and uneasiness. His hands tightly squeezed the flowers. After a full half minute, he walked towards the young man hesitantly and whispered: "Xia Yan, this is Yan Ming, my boyfriend." Without

waiting for Xia Yan to reply, he hurriedly said: "I know your past, but I really don't want to snatch you away. It's just that he pursued me, so I agreed. Don't be angry? OK?"

Tang Zihang didn't know what was wrong with him.

He knew that Yan Ming had tried to test Xia Yan by pretending to be bankrupt, but he didn't pass the test and was dumped by him, so he became a laughing stock in the circle. Given his relationship with Xia Yan, he should have rejected him righteously.

But... the handsome Alpha gave him expensive gifts every day, listened to his nagging complaints, and comforted him carefully.

He was so nice, who could not fall for him?

Today, Yan Ming said that he would come backstage to give him flowers. Tang Zihang was happy and worried. He was happy that his boyfriend always remembered him, but he was worried that Xia Yan would make a fuss and make the atmosphere in the band become weird.

The boy protected his boyfriend behind him and stared at Xia Yan.

If he...

Suddenly, the young man smiled, his usual lazy smile. He leaned back in the chair, his long legs casually crossed, his eyes lightly swept over the man, and said nonchalantly: "Congratulations on being single."

He didn't explain a word, but his attitude said it all.

Xia Yan didn't care about Yan Ming at all.

Tang Zihang was slightly startled, his eyes unconsciously fell on the pile of gifts behind the young man, among which five-digit luxury goods were everywhere. The perfect boyfriend for him was just a suitor everywhere for the young man.

He had so much, how could he care about losing so little.

Tang Zihang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He was judging others by his own standards.