"Why are you here so early today?"
Seeing him like this, Tu Nian simply walked around him and continued walking towards the locker room.
The man was not annoyed by the situation. He just smiled and tilted his head, then followed Tu Nian into the locker room.
"Why are you ignoring me?" He leaned against the wardrobe and looked down at Tu Nian condescendingly.
"No."
After saying that, Tu Nian opened the wardrobe, where several clothes were neatly arranged: an embroidered denim jacket, a casual short skirt that just reached above the knees, a white suspender and a pair of black leather boots.
"Wow, the boss is getting smarter." The man put his arm around Tu Nian's neck and lifted the white suspender in the air. He held the suspender in front of Tu Nian and said jokingly, "This one just goes over the chest, right?"
Tu Nian shook off his arm and grabbed the suspenders from his hand. She impatiently threw her boots to the ground and stepped into them: "Get out quickly, I need to change clothes."
The man smiled even more happily when he saw Tu Nian's somewhat gloomy expression. Just as he was about to say something else, the door of the locker room was smashed open with a "bang".
"Anian!" It was Yu Wenyi who parked the car and rushed over.
Yuwen Yiyi had barely reached the locker room door when she heard Tu Nian talking to a strange man. She carefully examined the large characters on the door, which confirmed it was the women's locker room, and suspected Tu Nian had been molested. Yuwen Yiyi, instantly filled with anxiety, kicked the door open, and rushed in.
She quickly ran to Tu Nian and pushed the man aside. When she was about to curse, she realized that the man was more than a head taller than her.
Yu Wenyi swallowed his saliva and subconsciously puffed out his chest: "This, this is the women's locker room, get out!"
"What did you say?" The man narrowed his eyes at Yuwen Yiyi's timid appearance. He leaned forward slightly, staring at Yuwen Yiyi's face and said, "If you dare say that again, I'll sew your mouth shut."
"Song Chengming, that's enough!" Tu Nian pulled Yuwen Yiyi behind him and glared at Song Chengming, saying, "Get out."
Seeing Tu Nian's rather uneasy expression, Song Chengming knew that he was really angry. He took a step back obediently and raised his hands in surrender: "Don't be angry, I'll just leave."
After saying that, Song Chengming closed the door and went to pack up and prepare for work.
Yu Wenyi was stunned for a moment, until Tu Nian let go of her hand and started to change into today's performance clothes, then she completely came to her senses.
"Who, who is this person?" Yu Wen asked one by one.
"Xingxian's DJ."
"He is a DJ, what about Aze?" She quite liked that guy.
"I just quit."
"So, are you familiar with the new guy? He seems quite afraid of you."
“I’m not familiar with it…”
Tu Nian was changing her clothes while evading Yu Wen Yiyi's questions. After she finished changing, she looked at herself in the mirror and found that she was dressed a little revealingly. She felt that Chu Qiurong was indeed getting more and more excessive.
But Yu Wenyiyi saw it differently. She quickly looked around Tu Nian and exclaimed, "Finally, someone understands your physical advantages!"
The embroidered denim jacket with the perfect length of suspenders inside brings out Tu Nian's waistline just right. The A-line skirt that just goes above the knees is neither too revealing nor fails to show off her long legs.
Overall, Tu Nian has fair skin, beautiful looks, long legs, breasts, waist, and buttocks, plus long black hair. She is simply too beautiful.
Tu Nian was not impressed at all: "Do you want this advantage?" It was all a mess, and it only caused trouble when he was working there.
"You actually still despise me!" Yu Wenyi covered his chest with his hands in anger. "It's really a waste of time. If I were half your age, I would definitely wear this every day!"
"Something." Tu Nian rolled his eyes at her and dragged her towards the hall.
At 7:30, although the bar was still deserted, there were already a few customers wandering back and forth.
Tu Nian asked Yu Wenyi to find a booth to rest while he went to the bar to adjust the equipment. Song Chengming was the bar DJ, so he was also there.
As soon as Tu Nian walked over, he saw Song Chengming leaning against the bar with his eyes narrowed. One hand stroked the cold outer wall of a square cup, while the other hand rhythmically stroked the grain of the redwood bar. There was an old dance song playing in the bar, but he was listening with great interest.
"I've been playing this song a lot lately," Song Chengming said.
"Moon River" is a cliché. Tu Nian shrugged and added, "But it does sound good."
"It's better to be cliché," Song Chengming said with a smile, "This is the flavor that is most lacking in new songs nowadays."
Tu Nian agreed with this and tilted his head to look at Song Chengming. It was rare to see him so serious.
"Are there any new songs today?" she asked.
"You seem very much looking forward to it." Song Chengming shook his wine glass.
Tu Nian's face fell. You really can't be nice to men, or you won't be able to continue the conversation.
"Just kidding. You're sure to like today's song. Boss Chu said you're in a bottleneck period, so maybe it can give you some inspiration."
"Thank you very much."
"Don't thank me, go thank the boss." After saying that, Song Chengming looked at her meaningfully.
"...Hurry up and get ready, it's about to begin."
Tu Nian lowered her head in embarrassment. She thought of that man again, that frail-looking face and those gentle eyes that gave people the illusion of love.
As soon as eight o'clock arrived, the crowd poured in as if on schedule, and the bar began to bustle. When the bar counter was almost completely packed, Song Chengming rolled up his sleeves and walked toward the stage.
"Dong-dong-dong" a dull drumbeat sounded, and it was Song Chengming gently stroking the instrument. He stood under the spotlight, his red hair easily attracting everyone's attention.
Suddenly, his wrist swung, and the drumbeats suddenly changed from dull to bright, ticking, like the sound of a turning watch face, while the background sound made a buzzing sound faster than the drumbeats. At this point, the main melody officially came in.
As the music played, the atmosphere in the bar became lively, and more and more people poured into the central dance floor, twisting their bodies and touching each other.
Tu Nian's heart was also beating with the drumbeats, but her mind was clear as a whim. She pulled out the pen and paper she had brought with her and began to write rapidly. It had been ages since she had been able to create with such ease and freedom.
After writing for an unknown amount of time, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She put away her pen and shook the music sheet in her hand with great satisfaction. Glancing towards the stage in delight, she found Song Chengming watching her.
Their eyes met, and Tu Nian felt a little awkward. She looked away and hesitated for a moment, then finally took out her phone, clicked on the red avatar on WeChat, and sent a message.
"Let's take a break and have a meal."
The message had just been sent, and before Tu Nian had time to put away his phone, a dialog box with Yu Wen Yiyi suddenly popped up on the WeChat background.
"Booth 12, come quickly!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
