In the mini private room of KTV, both girls were holding microphones but not singing. The singing table was paused, and the private room was quiet.

After a while of silence, Han Yixuan asked tentatively: "Aren't you a student?"

Logically speaking, you cannot reveal too much real information in front of the enemy, but Pei Ningle really has no confidence in his lying skills.

So she replied, "Not now, I'm not in college."

Han Yixuan: "Then are you a professional singer?"

Pei Ningle: "It should be considered a professional singer. I have nothing else except for the bar resident singing..."

Hearing this, Han Yixuan finally made it completely sure that her previous estimate of the enemy situation might be outrageously wrong. Of course, the premise is that this "Xiao Le" did not lie. But if she thinks about it carefully, she doesn't seem to have a reason to pretend to be poor, right?

In fact, Han Yixuan has more questions to answer, but she understands that she cannot act too anxiously, otherwise it will arouse the enemy's vigilance, which would be bad.

So after Pei Ningle sang another song, Han Yixuan asked inadvertently: "Which bar are you singing in? Can I go and see it?"

Pei Ningle hesitated for a moment and said hesitantly: "Just not, next to Wang, Telecom Technology..."

Han Yixuan's expression remained unchanged, but she was sneering in her heart. There was no doubt that what "Xiao Le" wanted to say just now must be "just beside Wang Heng's school". She only remembered that Wang Heng's name should not be mentioned. At least on the surface, the "friendship" formed by the chance encounter in the classroom of the University of Finance and Economics should have nothing to do with a boy.

After pausing for a moment, Pei Ningle continued: "But there may be no way today. Are you free next weekend? You should be able to..."

Han Yixuan replied happily: "Okay, I'm looking forward to Xiaole's performance!"

On the word "performance", she subconsciously made a little heavier.

Pei Ningle touched the back of his head, pointed to the singing station and said, "Xiaoxuan, it's up to you to sing the next song."

"Okay...but I sing far worse than you."

The song Han Yixuan ordered was a classic song "The New Love". When she started singing, Pei Ningle finally confirmed that what she said was "far from being" was really not modest.

The bass at the beginning cannot be low, and the tribute chorus cannot be high, so they are out of tune almost all the way, and they have their own unique style.

After singing a song, Pei Ningle couldn't help but say, "Xiaoxuan, you can't use your voice to sing, you must use your Dantian."

"Dantian?" Han Yixuan pressed the pause and turned her head to look at her, with some confusion, "Where is the Dantian?"

Pei Ningle touched his belly: "It's here...oh, I can't explain it clearly. Anyway, breath is a very important basic skill. If the breath is wrong and the way of making a sound is wrong, it will hurt your throat."

Han Yixuan asked curiously: "Xiaole, have you learned it?"

Pei Ningle thought for a while and explained: "I don't have the conditions to sign up for a vocal music class, but there was a vocal music teacher next door to my home. She is very good and taught me some basic skills without charging tuition..."

The music in the private room stopped again, and the two girls started chatting.

In the evening, after a dinner, the happy shopping between the "best friends" ended. The two girls separated at the entrance of the mall, one returned to the dormitory of the University of Finance and the other returned to the bar.

Pei Ningle's working hours are almost here.

The girl found the bar owner in the lounge next to the kitchen and said, "Brother Tao, can our scam plan be over?"

Yan Zitao was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly: "I have said it many times. This is not a lie, it is just a normal commercial marketing strategy..."

Pei Ningle shook his head: "No matter what it is, it's good. I've recruited a lot of students from the school these days, right? I think it's almost enough."

Yan Zitao observed the girl's expression and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Pei Ningle: "I'm a little uneasy to make money like this, and my friend will come soon, and I don't want her to see..."

Yan Zitao immediately understood that the problem was the girl's "friend". He thought about it and tried to show his interests and convince him:

"Just these days, the share you and your brother have received is already three or four times your resident singer salary. If you finish this marketing plan, the money will be gone."

Pei Ningle nodded without hesitation: "It doesn't matter, the salary of the resident singer is enough."

Seeing that she was so determined, Yan Zitao couldn't help but feel a little confused.

If you think about it carefully, there seem to be fewer students coming with that flyer these days than before, and among those college students, dozens of people have applied for membership cards. From the perspective of eliminating the source of customers, the effect seems to be almost the same...

So Yan Zitao said helplessly: "Then as you said, this event will be over. I won't send that flyer from tomorrow. But the guests are still waiting for you tonight, so prepare to go on stage."

Pei Ningle smiled and said, "Okay, thank you Brother Tao."

When she walked out of the lounge, the girl suddenly realized that she seemed to be more independent than she thought about ending the marketing plan of "finding brother". She decided without discussing with Wang Heng. But thinking about it this way seemed a bit too reckless?

After all, the reward was half of Wang Heng, but he was not solicited at the end.

Pei Ningle suddenly felt a little nervous, walked to the corner, took out his cell phone and dialed it.

"Hey, that... I just told Brother Tao of the bar that I won't do that scam promotion in the future, so our income... well, isn't it okay?"

After a while, the phone hung up, and the girl breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Heng on the other end of the phone did not blame her at all, but said, "It's okay for a little money." However, after breathing a sigh of relief, Pei Ningle couldn't help but feel a little strange.

According to Wang Heng's tone, a few thousand yuan is a small amount. As long as he makes a name for himself, he has money. But why is he so confident in himself? Why is he so sure that he will definitely become famous in the future?

Or is it not confidence, but because...he likes me?

Thinking of this, Pei Ningle was inexplicably happy.

The inquiry of Han Yixuan these days and observations of Wang Heng made her very sure that the "girlfriend" mentioned by Wang Heng was just a shield. Although she didn't quite understand why Wang Heng used this excuse to block his love luck, as long as he had a good impression of him, it means that the road ahead was bright and he had a chance of winning.

The girl thought happily, came to the back of the counter and said to the waiter who was responsible for playing the accompaniment: "I want to change today's playlist. Change it to...honey, curved eyelashes, when you, Aurora, big city little love."

Waiter: "It's all sweet songs. Don't you like this?"

The girl Zhan Yan smiled: "It's good to change the style occasionally."
Chapter completed!