Sing Chinese after singing English.After a song was sung, no one applauded. I am very satisfied.In a nightclub full of feasting and feasting, applause and whistle mean nothing, and strippers will make noise when they stand on stage without performing.Silent listening is the best compliment. They were all moved by me. Only for this moment I am alive, their master, by my song, not by my body. I hate using my body for money.But there is no escape. After all, making money with the body is more affordable, faster, more, and more direct than making money with the mind. I like to be straightforward. Without any introduction or invitation, I stepped off the stage and sat directly next to Mr. Wu. He was slightly surprised, more joyful, and stood up to pull the seat.His friends booed and greeted him, vying to pass cigarettes, wine, melon seeds and dishes. I lit a cigarette, and lightly clinked glasses with the dry man. The face of the hostess sitting on the side was flushed, I didn't even look at her, I pushed the plate away and said, "I never eat melon seeds." I never eat melon seeds. Because my mother said that melon seeds are inseparable from prostitutes, they are their props, livelihood, means and symbols. Mr. Wu was even more surprised by the ending of Er's words: "Are you from Beijing?" yes.I took a puff of smoke and didn't follow the topic. Talkative women are always easy to be underestimated.The name is correct.Those who have no status had better talk less. If you can't justify yourself, then silence is also an option. After work was over, Mr. Wu invited me to have a midnight snack by the river. There is a beautiful moon on the river, competing with the lights for brilliance.There were a lot of lovers by the river, and someone sitting next to him was playing boxing games, shouting "Bangladesh, Bengala!" very loudly.In the eyes of others, we might as well be a couple. I ordered tung flower sparrow, salt and pepper eel, fried pineapple with milk, and a seafood bowl. Mr. Wu raised his eyebrows: "You can eat very well, and you don't mind deep-fried meat. Young people rarely do this." "What's the difference?" I pinched the rice field eel head by tail with both hands, and ate it with my teeth.It is extremely ugly to eat.If my mother saw it, she would reprimand me for not being a lady. Lady, my mother tried so hard to train me to be a lady, but now I look like a lady from head to toe. I'm just a showgirl.A young singer who sang in a nightclub.A kind of actress.And not yet among the ranks of famous actors. Famous actors are called singers.Records can be recorded on TV.Those who are more successful are called artists. But an unknown actor is called a singer, or more directly, a song girl, or even a singing girl. The so-called ten actresses and nine prostitutes.Very true.And I'm one of those nine out of ten. Thinking of my mother makes me hate it, and thinking of the word "whore" makes me happy. Pain and happiness.These words are for people like me.The joy and pain of the singer are never separated. I sing, cater to guests, play tricks, and exchange for the car, boudoir, perfume, and clothes I want. All the necessities of life come from men, from my singing voice and appearance. But Mr. Wu, he asked me to come to the riverside for supper, of course the purpose is not just for supper. Is he interested in my singing voice or my appearance? There is a big difference, which determines the way I want to flatter - be too active with a man who thinks he respects art, and he will lose his appetite; Bored him. The best way is to have a big meal with him, and you don't have to worry about eating. Well, if he belongs to the former, he will inevitably study your multiple personalities with a tone of tolerance or surprise; and if he is the latter, he will eat sex, be full of warmth and think of lust, and he will be when you are chewing on the case. Move hands and feet. There are two times when a person's virtue is most uncontrollable, one is the gambling table, and the other is the dining table—and the more casual the better, the kind of table that is really eaten for eating, the best is a riverside food stall. There is no doubt that Mr. Wu belongs to the former.He was looking into my eyes very seriously, waiting for an answer. I smiled and told him: "I don't need to lose weight. The life of a singer has turned my whole routine upside down. No matter how much I eat, I won't gain weight." "Is that so?" There was sympathy in his eyes. This is a good sign.Everyone has sympathy, but the sympathy of the rich is much more valuable to be moved than the sympathy of the poor. "Why don't you think about changing jobs?" he said. I looked at him vigilantly, secretly wondering whether his words were true or false.Many women will tearfully talk about their family history at this time, thinking that the more pitiful they are, the more sympathy they will gain. But I wouldn't be so naive. Because I believe that Mr. Wu is not so naive. A big boss who has chain stores all over the world has hundreds of little singers like me under him. What kind of excuses have you never seen?The same plot will only make him despise. He sympathizes with a beautiful woman, not necessarily because she has a poor background or needs support. There are too many poor people in the world.His words are definitely a temptation. The master's tricks, the difference is a little bit, and the error is a thousand miles.I bet he was playing with me. But this is also a good sign, he intends to play against me, and he has already become interested in me, so he will make further explorations and play an intellectual game. I will not lose to him. Putting down the eel with only one fish bone left, I gracefully wiped my lips with a tissue, winked and asked him: "If I don't become a singer, where will you listen to my songs?" He smiled, looking at the fish bone that I picked clean. I picked fish bones, just like my grandma was good at picking melon seeds. Grandma eats melon seeds. All the spare time in her life is spent cracking melon seeds. Whenever I think of her, the first image that pops into my mind is that she is sitting on the edge of the bed with one leg crossed, the other leg hanging on the edge of the bed, with embroidered slippers hanging on her feet, revealing white socks, and holding melon seeds in one hand , and the other hand slowly sent it to the mouth.Slightly open the lips, tap them lightly, with such a crisp and soft sound, the skin comes out and Ren'er stays, clean and neat, without any unnecessary movements. While eating melon seeds, grandma's eyes were half-closed, looking out of the window, she looked very focused, but her eyes were empty, and the direction she was looking at did not belong to space, but to time.She looked to the past, to the distant memory, the rouge alley planting flower shop... ——Ranzhi Hutong Planting Flower House, a neat courtyard house, polished bricks and seams, cornices and carved dragons, because there used to be a famous prostitute like Yutangchun, and later generations of courtesans were called Xiao Susan, hoping to borrow the shade of the predecessors Find a good family to go ashore. Su San and others offered a portrait of Yutangchun in the house, babbling and worshiping and singing: "I wish to be a lovebird in the sky, and a Lianli branch in the earth. I don't expect him to be very rich and nine-rank, and I don't expect him to be talented. High seven-step poems, six sticks of cigarettes, five kinds of vegetable food, only ask for four seasons clothes and three meals, two people are equally crazy, single-minded, have enough food and clothing, no worries about clothes and food..." Simple desires, humble thoughts, and the most extravagant ideals of women are nothing but men. ——So far, I have walked through the famous Bada Hutong in the capital, and I still seem to smell the sweet agarwood, and vaguely see my young grandma leaning on each other at a certain street corner. The dust of the old days was all written in grandma's eyes, and the years passed by without leaving a trace on her face, but the shadows of glory, ruin and death were all deposited in the bottom of the river. Mr. Wu then asked: "So, you came to the nightclub because you love singing?" Another smokescreen.I was secretly careful.This person is not simple, it is clear that he is trying to trick me into being fooled.If I talk a lot about my love of music and ask him to help me embark on a career in the music industry, I will fall into the trap again and I will be ridiculed by him. "I like it, I like it, but I can't say I love it. It's just that at that time, under the circumstances, I just got such a job, so I entered the industry. There is no chance to choose." Looking up, I squinted my eyes slightly. Xiang Jiangxin sighed silently, revealing the vicissitudes of life: "Choosing fate is the business of rich people. People like us have no choice." In a word, his conversation was aroused, and he no longer cared about the temptation. He followed my words and sighed: "How much freedom do rich people have to choose? People are not the same, they all obey their fate." Arrangement. As you said, at a certain time, under certain circumstances, there happens to be some kind of opportunity, and there is no choice but to seize it.” "But at least you can choose whether to invite me for supper or invite someone else." I smiled coquettishly, picked up a piece of fried pineapple with milk, and knew that I had won the first round. Getting the upper hand in a conversation is a very important skill to learn.No matter how taciturn a person is, he still has a desire to talk. If you can make a person have a desire to talk to you, you have already won half of his heart. I've got half of Mr. Wu's heart.happy. This night was spent in his confession. In fact, the content of the topic is still old-fashioned, just like ten singing girls who have eleven kinds of worries but always have only one goal—that is, to get ahead, ten rich men have eleven kinds of family histories, and only one kind of worry— It's just that the wife doesn't understand herself. Some are because of political marriages, some are Qi Dafei, and some are simply making excuses for liking the new and loathing the old. Finally, I met the one hundred and first man who was faithful to the marriage. After a doctor's examination, he was diagnosed with sexual failure. My grandma said: People in the world are nothing but clients and prostitutes. The first-class clients visit the first-class prostitutes, the last-class clients visit the last-class prostitutes, and that's all. Mr. Wu's marriage is a typical strong alliance. He and his wife have their own careers. The chances of the two meeting each other are few times a year. When they meet, they are naturally loving couples. But when they don't meet each other, let's do their own thing. She never thought of catching him for adultery, and he never asked about her affair.Stories of Madison Bridge or the Titanic happen every day, but in real life they are often not as romantic as the movies.Every now and then, someone would come to the door of a little boy or a little singer to make trouble, threatening to announce it to the media and force the person concerned to be ruined. However, this kind of thing is simply commonplace for the wealthy class. Apart from business, what can ruin their reputation? But there are still troubles. She is because Jack still refuses to play after the Titanic docks; Are there any real loving couples?When the blind wife and the lame man cross the single-plank bridge with each other's support, it should be a classic shot. We brought our own red wine, and I gently spun the wine glass to admire the hanging degree of the wine, let the brows and eyes reveal a little bit of spring, and continued to show off my cleverness: "Before the movie is shown, a line will be typed to remind the audience: This movie is pure and simple. It is fictional and any similarity is purely coincidental." "Oh?" He raised an eyebrow and waited, knowing that I must have something to say. I smile, this man is indeed a good conversation partner. ——"Actually, there is no similarity at all, because there is no love in the world, but everyone is talking about love, so movies are made. It is movies and novels that give the world a dream about love, and also give the dream to be shattered. Disappointment and distress." "This statement is quite new." Mr. Wu also smiled, and stared at me, "What kind of material is your little head made of so that it can be so intelligent?" I tilted my head and clasped my hands on my forehead: "This is Pandora's box." "Dedicated to releasing diseases and troubles, but at the last moment, it also releases hope!" "Hope?" I laughed, "Love and dreams are the most terrible disasters in Pandora's box." "Come on, let's drink to Pandora's box." The wine in the cup is dry, the moon is white in the heart of the river, but the lights on both sides of the river are still bright.He looked at me, hesitating slightly.And I said before he could speak: "Can you take me back to the dormitory? There is a performance tomorrow, so I need to catch up on sleep." "Oh, I'm sorry, I made you stay late." He immediately stood up, showing a relaxed smile that solved the problem easily. So I knew I had won another game.Don't throw yourself into a man's arms after he treats you as a confidante and talks about family affairs, it will lose all the respect and trust he has just established.It was a disgraceful thing for him to gain a woman and lose a friend. And men are often less generous to women than they are to their friends. I don't care about being anyone's woman, but I care about showing up as more than a woman.Any man who is with me, I will ask them to remember me for the rest of their lives, at least, to respect me.Even if I do it for the money. All men are willing to keep secrets from me.They thought I was special to him and therefore special to me. It is because of this that I have been in the sea all year round and still have a good reputation.No one knew that I was actually riddled with holes. I said that I have a sweet seventeen-year-old face, and Professor He said that my face is like an angel, untouched by the world of mortals. Not stained with red dust?I've obviously been exhausted.