Yin Ruosheng was as usual, wearing heavy makeup and carrying a guitar, standing in front of the bar's singing stage.
The coveted spotlight shone on her, but it didn't make her feel any excitement.
On the contrary, I felt it was a kind of humiliation and irony.
You could vaguely hear people talking, laughing, flirting, and talking about her under the dim bar.
"The resident singer is pretty good."
"It's really good. The voice is really nice and professional. But the person is too ugly."
"No, if she didn't sing well, the boss wouldn't use her."
"..."
She was used to such comments.
What she cared about was that someone asked for "Stars" next, a song that was very difficult to sing at high notes.
It would be fine if she sang one song, but she had to sing 20 songs in one night.
My throat hurt after singing.
There are always people who deliberately make things difficult and ask for particularly difficult songs.
However, it has become increasingly difficult to get orders from concerts recently, and it is not easy to get one. It costs 150 yuan a night, and she must sing well.
Living up to every performance is everyone's impression of her.
Therefore, even if she wears ugly makeup, some bar directors will ask her to hang out.
After 20 songs, I felt like my throat was smoking.
But she will take every song seriously. Even if the guests deliberately make things difficult and order some particularly difficult songs in succession, she will be meticulous and do her best to finish the song.
Her singing skills are indeed outstanding, and she always gets a few chaotic applause. For example, after singing "Stars", which shocked the audience, many customers responded with applause.
One customer even tipped 1,000.
Even with such an ugly make-up like that of a middle-aged aunt, the other party was willing to invite her over for a drink.
After singing of course.
When the waiter came over with excitement and told her the good news, she hesitated.
"What else are you thinking about? I was told to just have a couple of drinks. I think your singing is very nice."
The waiter is obviously new here. After all, the turnover of bar staff is relatively fast. The excitement on his face seems to say that you have made a lot of money.
But Yin Ruosheng only hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and refused, "Thank you, I don't drink, and I'm not responsible for the atmosphere. I made an agreement with the boss before coming."
Based on her amazing singing skills, she should actually be more famous and have higher stage fees.
But because of her appearance and the fact that she only sings, does not adjust the atmosphere, or accompany the guests, the price is only so low.
After all, no matter how good you are at singing, who comes to the bar to listen to singing these days?
What flows under the colorful neon lights is the deepest desire of human beings, the greed of the body and the desire of the soul.
No matter how good a singer is, he is not as popular as a vase who sings out of tune everywhere.
He was very grateful that the boss always asked her to join the show, but her rule was not to drink and not responsible for the atmosphere. She only sang.
The waiter left with some doubts. She didn't understand why the ugly girl in front of her refused to drink. She just had two drinks with her. She looked like a company boss. He was just appreciating her song. She didn't think anyone was appreciating her. People.
He looked like he was very rich, he had a pretty face and a good figure, and the drinks he ordered all cost 4 figures.
He still conveyed the words of the resident singer truthfully.
But within 3 minutes, Pianpianpipian came over again and said, "I will give you a reward of 5,000. Just let me come over and have a drink. I just want to have a casual chat."
This is more than a month's salary for a waiter, and all it takes is one glass of wine.
Moreover, this was definitely a pure cup. Even though he was a virgin, he had no interest in the woman in front of him who had an amazing voice and looked like a madam.
Yin Ruosheng raised her gaze and glanced at a gentleman in a suit and leather shoes in the corner. He was sitting in a relatively dark corner, but she still recognized him.
She has met each other several times and wears a Patek Philippe watch worth hundreds of thousands.
To be honest, it's really exciting.
Still, she shook her head.
"That's my rule."
Then he left the stage after singing the last song.
Carrying her cheap satchel, she only took what she deserved.
Desire will gradually corrode the human soul.
She took out the warm water from her bag and moistened her throat.
Then he put on his hat and mask and walked quickly towards the tube building where he rented his apartment.
It was very dark.
The moonlight hid behind the clouds.
There was a somewhat strange smell of blood floating in the air.
There are only a few wild dogs left wandering on the roadside, looking for food.
Yin Ruosheng is actually quite afraid of dogs. When she passed by in the past, she would always look at the dog with a worried look on her face, fearing that the dog would bite her.
But after walking a lot at night, I gradually became less afraid.
If you are not afraid of people anymore, why are you still afraid of dogs?
In the past, it seemed that some homeless people and drunkards could still be seen on this street, but today it was surprisingly quiet.
It always feels weird.
But looking at the time, it was already past 11 o'clock. It was indeed time to go to bed, and it was normal for the shops on both sides of the road to be closed.
She quickened her pace, and there was only the sound of her rapid footsteps on the empty street.
The road to get there to rent a house is a bit suburban, and the streetlights come and go for a long stretch of the road, which is a joke.
If it were before, she would definitely be afraid of being a girl walking like this at night.
But after walking a lot, she got used to it. When she saw someone, she would try to walk as far away from them as possible and go around them.
However, is it too quiet today?
As Yin Ruosheng was walking, she suddenly heard several gentle groans.
"Save...save...ah, save..."
She stopped her long and slender legs under the bloated coat, paused for a while, and found that she had indeed heard correctly, and tried her best to follow the little gentle moan.
After walking through another section of street lights, Yin Ruosheng saw it.
In the alley next to it, something was moving and someone was moaning.
He saw a man carrying her on his back, squatting behind a trash can in the alley.
That's where the cry for help came from.
You can also hear a little weird chewing sound.
The dim street lights shone inside, blocked by three red, yellow and green trash cans, and I could only barely see the figure of the other person squatting and shaking his head.
The pungent smell became stronger.
He seemed to be a man, in a dark junction, with a bit of eerie horror.
If it was normal, she might just leave.
But Yin Ruosheng still vaguely heard a few calls for help.
What if I leave and miss the last chance to save people?
"Save, save..."
Weak and powerless.
Yin Ruosheng took two tentative steps forward and asked, "Excuse me, did something happen? Do you need me to call the police for you?"
As she finished speaking, the man stopped.
Slowly turned his head and looked at Yin Ruosheng.
This also allowed Yin Ruosheng to see the other party's true appearance.
His face was covered with green scales, he was wearing black armor, and he had a mouth full of blood.
And in front of him was... a man whose belly had been eaten open.
The cry for help just now was made by a man, but...most of it had been eaten.
Bloody, terrifying, disgusting, fearful, all kinds of emotions came to mind.
Yin Ruosheng felt like she was struck by lightning. When had she ever seen such a terrifying scene?
After taking two steps back with her eyes widened in horror, she ran away.
Exclaiming, "Help, help..."
The dragon man behind turned into a sharp arrow and rushed forward, grabbed Yin Ruosheng's body, and pinched her throat with one hand.
He stuck out his long tongue and licked his bloody lips, showing a frightening expression like a perverted ogre, "This seems to be more delicious, I'm hungry!"
(End of chapter)
