Pei Ningle could not imagine that before Wang Heng met her, he went to the campus supermarket and bought an umbrella and a bottle of beer.

There was no sign of rain, and it was logical that there was no need for an umbrella. The first thing he did after he took out the lowest-grade beer was to pour out all the inferior wine inside. Then, Wang Heng put the umbrella and empty wine bottle in his backpack behind him, and the zipper was opened a small half to ensure that these two things could be taken out at any time.

After experiencing two unexpected situations, Wang Heng felt that it would be too stupid if he didn't know how to prepare for self-defense in advance.

So when he arrived at the school gate, Pei Ningle had already stood there waiting for a while.

"Sorry, there is something going on in the dormitory, I'm late."

Spouting reasonable lies casually is the core skill he once tempered in the Shura field.

Pei Ningle smiled and shook her head: "I'm very happy if you can come. It doesn't matter, I have no urgent matters anyway. It will take more than half an hour to start there, and it's time for us to pass slowly."

So Wang Heng didn't say anything more and walked to the bar with her.

As a member of the first-class universities in the country, the University of Telecommunications and Technology has a good geographical location. It is located in the urban area of ​​Rongdu, and there are more than one large business district around it. Therefore, there are naturally no shortage of bars and other places.

When the two walked into the bar, there were already customers inside. The atmosphere was a little deserted.

Wang Heng looked at the structure of the bar and nodded, "It should be said that it is a bar near the school, it's quite serious."

The lights in this bar are very soft, and there is no dance floor for people to twist their bodies. The bottles with a whole cabinet wall also look quite classy. Surrounding the ears is light music intertwined by the piano and violin. The overall style is not vulgar, and it is even a bit cold.

"Of course, I must have found the clearance, otherwise it would be so dangerous?" Pei Ningle said as he took out his cell phone to send a text message.

Wang Heng shrugged: "You still know that danger is not easy."

At this time, the bar owner received a text message from Pei Ningle and came over. He was a mature man in his thirties and forties. The main difference between him and the "middle-aged man" was his charm value. The boss had a slightly messy and flowing medium-length hair, a neatly combed goatee on his jaw. The bronze skin was very shiny under the light, and a casual suit created a unique charm of a mature man.

"Good evening, Xiao Pei, who is this?" The bar owner looked at Wang Heng beside the girl.

"My name is Wang Heng, it's Pei Ningle's."

"He is my brother!"

Wang Heng was interrupted by Pei Ningle in a sudden manner, and was stunned. He turned his head and glared at her, questioning with his eyes that you had never mentioned this before!

Pei Ningle ignored his gaze and continued, "He is my uncle's son, so his surname is different. We grew up together and are very familiar!"

Wang Heng was stunned. This girl could even lie? She didn't blush and her heart was still beating. She made up her head and tail. It was so amazing.

The bar owner smiled and said, "It turns out that he is Xiao Pei's brother. Welcome. Xiao Pei will sing there later. I'll arrange a bar for you and listen while drinking."

Wang Heng: "I don't know much about drinking..."

The bar owner laughed even happier: "I don't plan to give you wine, my wine is expensive, I will lose all night for free. I want Coke, Sprite, orange juice or soda?"

Wang Heng: "Just soda water is fine."

"Okay, come and sit here. Xiao Pei, drink some warm water and prepare, and the singing will start in ten minutes. Then that's it, I'll call you later."

After saying that, the bar owner turned around and walked away.

Three or four meters next to the bar, there is a small round stage. The circular stage that can only stand on one or two people, with a high stool and a vertical microphone. In another ten minutes, it will become the home court for Pei Ningle to spell.

Wang Heng felt that if he had to go to the stage in a while, it would definitely not feel relaxed. Even if he was so nervous that he couldn't drink water, at least he could not talk and laugh like Pei Ningle now.

The girl sat in front of the bar with him, took a sip of warm water, and said, "The man was named Yan Zitao just now, and everyone called him Brother Tao. This bar belongs to him."

"I can see it," Wang Heng nodded, "By the way, what do you want to sing on stage later?"

"An old song, Ye Zi, have you heard it?"

"I've heard of it."

Pei Ningle put down the water cup and was a little helpless: "I actually want to sing the song I wrote, but the best song has not been written yet. And in the bar, everyone doesn't want to listen to originals, they all want to listen to old songs. Most people have heard it, but it can't be too bad, and they also have to match the atmosphere of the bar..."

Wang Heng: "It doesn't sound easy either."

The girl patted her breasts and started to show off again: "But it doesn't matter, I can sing a lot of such songs. Do you know, I can sing pop songs by just listening to them once, and practicing them twice more can ensure that I will never go out of tune!"

"Is that amazing?"

Wang Heng agreed against his will, of course he knew this girl’s ability, so he would not be surprised.

Pei Ningle has many complaints in life, or in other words, it is a big trouble for walking. But Wang Heng never complains or complains about her on the stage. When the music sounds and sings loudly, she never disappoints Wang Heng.

A few minutes later, the bar owner, Brother Tao, came over quickly: "Xiao Pei, it's time to get on."

Pei Ningle nodded heavily and walked onto the small stage without looking back. The lights in the bar were also adjusted in time, and several beams of chasing lights shone on the girl, attracting the attention of several people.

There were less than twenty customers in the bar, and most of them were chatting or playing with their mobile phones. There were only five or six people who could focus on the stage.

There is no introduction, and no one reminds customers whether "please watch the performance on the stage" can attract other people's attention. It depends entirely on the strength of the resident singer. If the effect is not good, then the boss will obviously not let her come again after tonight.

But Pei Ningle did not retreat at all. She sat on the high stool, adjusted the height of the microphone, and waited for the prelude to ring.

The bar owner sat on the seat she had just vacated and patted Wang Heng on the shoulder: "I call you Xiao Wang, okay? How do you think your sister is singing?"

Wang Heng: "She is a powerful person."

Brother Tao grinned: "Are you so confident?"

Wang Heng nodded.

At this moment, a soothing piano sound floated out of the speaker, which was the prelude to "Leaf". The prelude to this song is very short, and as Pei Ningle held the microphone, he was about to start singing.

Wang Heng whispered again: "I bet you definitely want to keep her later, but she may not stay with you in the future."
Chapter completed!