[R18] Pretending to be a scumbag – “Pretending to Be a Scumbag” Chapter 86 [English]

Chapter 86

Luo Wenqiang was sitting by the window and had finished drinking his coffee when he saw two familiar figures walking across the street.

Xie Yu walked in front, wearing a dark gray scarf around his neck, leaving only half of his face exposed.

The two held hands quite naturally, intertwining their fingers. When they got closer, Xie Yu stopped and lowered his head to signal He Chao to let go.

“Have you had enough?”

“…”

No.Not enough.

He Chao didn’t even notice where he was going. He was only thinking about the person next to him. Hearing this sentence, he saw the words “Coffee House” in front of him. He coughed lightly and whispered that this street was too short.

In the coffee house.

Someone checked their cell phones for a while and felt bored. They raised their heads and wanted to look outside, muttering: “Brother Chao, he said he hasn’t picked up the person yet…”

Luo Wenqiang trembled, fearing that he would see something he shouldn’t see. He quickly pressed the classmate’s head and forced him back. If he had nothing to say, he said: “Fu Pei, you see the weather is nice today. How about we talk about life ideals.”

“Luo Wenqiang, you are sick!”

A total of ten people came to this party. Most of them had their own plans for the winter vacation, and many of them were not even in the city.After dinner, we planned to go to the nearby KTV to sing a song. The group of people booked a private room with the dream of being a “god of songs” in mind.

Xie Yu rarely went to such noisy places. As soon as he walked into the hall, he heard howling and howling around him. The door of a private room was not closed tightly. A middle-aged man sang at the top of his lungs with an old smoker’s voice.

The price of this song city is moderate and the business is pretty good.

The front desk clerk was typing orders on the computer and couldn’t help but look up at the group of students. They must be of high school age. The girls simply wore ponytails and heavy down jackets, while the boys gathered in a group and made noise with each other.

He Chao put his arms around Xie Yu’s shoulders from behind, as if he was holding him in his arms. He came closer and asked, “Lao Xie, will you sing a song later?”

“Come on.”

“Sing.”

He Chao didn’t think much about it. He went through the recent popular song list in his mind, and then picked out a popular song that everyone should have heard: “Can you sing ‘I Love You’? This song is quite popular recently.”

Xie Yu kept this posture, tilted his head back slightly, and when he spoke, his lips brushed past the base of his ear intentionally or unintentionally, and asked again: “What song?”

He Chaozheng was about to repeat it, but when he realized it, he thought that this person definitely did it on purpose.He lowered his head, burying his face in Xie Yu’s neck, and whispered: “…Kid, you are very naughty.”

The singing skills of the students in Class 3 were almost demonstrated on the bus during the last autumn outing, but the speakers used at that time were not as impactful as the microphones.Luo Wenqiang excitedly ordered the song, but before he sang a few words, Xu Qingqing covered her ears and said a curse word: “…My day.”

Liu Cunhao happened to go over to request a song. When he heard this sentence, he comforted him smoothly: “Brother Qing, calm down.”

Wanda: “We men must be strong. This pain is nothing. Brother Qing, be strong.”

Xu Qingqing threw a pillow over with her backhand.

Xie Yu stood up, took off his coat, and casually put it on his side. Luo Wenqiang looked at he and them while singing, almost writing “Brother Chao, please praise me” on his face. He smiled and sat back, touching the man next to him with his elbow: “Don’t brag anymore?”

“If you don’t blow, you will sing like a bird,” He Chao said, “…you can’t blow.”

After He Chao finished speaking, he leaned over and took a can of beer from the table. He hooked the ring with his index finger and opened the easy-open can with one hand. He then said, “People should be more sincere between people.”

Luo Wenqiang closed his eyes and sang very intoxicatedly. He began to sway with the rhythm, and then burst out with a fierce “wo~~~!”

Liu Cunhao sat on the edge, holding back again and again, but finally couldn’t hold it back: “Brothers, what songs did the sports committee order just now? I’ll delete them.”

There were entries scrolling on the big screen in front of him, and the next song was written on it.

“The next song is Skateboard Shoes,” Xie Yu felt a headache when he heard it. He wanted to turn around and press mute on the control panel on the wall, “he’s.”

He Chao said: “I will love you even if I die. Delete it cleanly and don’t leave even one song for him.”

Liu Cunhao made a no-questions-asked gesture, then ducked and sneaked past Xu Qingqing.

The light in the box was dim, and the effect lights flickered on and off.

Someone was adjusting the he lighting effect. The lights in the box dimmed for two seconds, then came back on. Then the entire box lit up with a sky full of stars, reflecting on the ceiling and walls, constantly rotating.

Xie Yu glanced at He Chao, and the light happened to shine on He Chao’s face, and then dimmed again.

He Chao raised his head and drank a few sips of beer. He noticed the gaze of the person next to him and turned his head to look at He.

Xie Yu was a little thirsty, and there was nothing else to drink in the box except wine. This group of people completely forgot about the lesson of getting drunk last time, and took the opportunity to order another dozen beers, so Xie Yu motioned to him to hand it over with a hook.

“…”

The man’s hand was stretched out in front of He. It was slender and sharp, with a bit of chill on the fingertips. He Zhao looked at it for a while, but without passing the beer can, he accidentally put the easy-tab ring on He’s ring finger that he had not yet thrown.

The icy tab was pushed up little by little, and finally got stuck on Xie Yu’s raised joint.

Then He Chaocai stuffed the beer can into his hand.

Xie Yu was stunned for a while before retracting his hand: “What is this?”

There were noisy sounds in my ears. I couldn’t hear clearly what He Chao said, but I could still guess the three words based on the shape of his mouth: – stamp.

Luo Wenqiang has a large lung capacity, and his voice came out through the microphone, which was several degrees higher than the soundtrack and went straight to the eardrums.After Xie Yu drank almost the remaining half of the can, he felt that it was a little hot in the box.

“Where’s my song?” Luo Wenqiang finished singing and was quietly waiting for the intro to “He’s Skateboard Shoes” to play. However, after waiting for a long time, he only heard the song “I Love You”. He asked with a confused face, “Who ordered this song? Did you jump in line?”

He Chao stood up and took another microphone from the side: “My, my, sorry.”

This little accident could not stop Luo Wenqiang from performing at all. After he finished singing, he felt that he was in very good condition and could sing continuously for three hours.The whole person was a little erratic, so erratic that he forgot to think. He patted his chest and said: “I can also sing this song. Brother Chao, let’s sing a love song duet!”

He Chaogang wanted to say, ‘Whose mother wants to come with you?’

Luo Wen patted his chest forcefully, and the microphone in his hand was taken away without warning, and his palm was empty.

Although rap K was voted for by everyone, no one expected to hear Xie Yu sing. According to this man’s personality, being able to sit on the sidelines and accept their abuse is already the limit.

Xu Qingqing was unpacking the snacks and pinching them open. When she saw Xie Yu grabbing the microphone, she couldn’t control the strength of her hands and the potato chips almost spilled all over the floor.

Xie Yuren had already passed Liu Cunhao and walked to the screen. His voice came through the microphone: “Which part are you singing?”

The tune is the same, just the lyrics are different.

He Chao said: “Everything is fine.”

As soon as He Chao finished speaking, other people around him started saying “Oh——” one after another.

The entire box instantly became lively.

Originally, they were just cheering for something new, until Xie Yu sang the first line.

He has a cold voice, and it doesn’t sound out of place when singing such a gentle and passionate love song.

After singing the first few lines, when it was He Chao’s turn, he held the microphone and almost failed to keep up with the soundtrack, missing two beats.

…

Xu Qingqing patted Xu Jing: “Brother Yu is a bit gentle…is it my imagination?”

Xu Jing looked at them. The ending part was a chorus, and the voices of the two people overlapped.It was too dark in the private room, and only the tall and thin figure could be vaguely seen.

After the song was sung, no matter how much they shouted “One more song”, the two parties involved had no reaction.

“You guys sing,” He Chao said, “Whose song is next?”

The next song was Liu Cunhao’s request. Luo Wenqiang wanted to sing with he. Liu Cunhao quickly went to grab the microphone: “Hold he, Luo Wenqiang, as long as you don’t sing with me, we will still be good brothers.”

Luo Wenqiang was pushed to the left and right, and he shouted sadly: “…Are you going too far?”

He Chao sat for a while, feeling a little unable to sit still. He touched Xie Yu’s hand and was about to ask if he was going out when he noticed that his phone vibrated a few times.

It was too noisy in the private room to hear the ringtone of the incoming call. By the time He Chao reacted, the ringing had stopped and an unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen of his mobile phone.

Missed calls.

He Chao glanced at the string of numbers and had no impression. He was about to throw the phone aside when the phone vibrated twice more, and then a text message popped up.

-Brother Chao, I’m Xiaolei.

He Chaoqi dialed the phone and opened the box door and walked out.

After walking forward for a while, I heard several beeps on the other end of the phone.he sat back and leaned against the wall.Staring down at the brick red carpet on the ground.

The call came through quickly.

Er Lei still sounded a little silly when he spoke, he It was quite noisy over there, and there was also the sound of the high-speed train ticket check-in: “Brother Chao, are you still in city A? It’s been a long time, I just arrived today, I came back to do some errands… Are you free recently, let’s get together?”

He Chao touched his pocket unconsciously and then remembered that he didn’t even carry candy often after quitting smoking.

Although He Chao spoke and replied a few words, his mind was not clear, and he didn’t even know what he said.I seem to have asked Er Lei how he is doing and what he is doing. Er Lei said that he has been doing some small business with his cousin in the past two years and this time he came to City A on a business trip.

Er Lei dragged his suitcase to the elevator. He looked up at several entrances and exits and found that City A had become a bit unfamiliar: “I will stay for about half a month this time, Brother Jun…”

Before he could speak, he was interrupted by He Chao.

“I’m sorry.”

He Chao repeated it again: “…I’m sorry.”

The author has something to say: I’m really sorry. I didn’t know about the book review section until I read the private message the day before yesterday.I promised double updates before because I thought I would finish writing it soon. I wrote that chapter from 4pm to early morning, and then turned off the lights and ran out of power. I thought I was almost done, but I didn’t have time that night so I posted a double update the next day.But I felt there was a problem with the rhythm and finally decided to delete it. I rewrote it the next day and double updated it… I didn’t expect that it would cause these things. It’s my problem. I shouldn’t promise casually if I can’t do it. If it’s wrong, it’s wrong. I’m sorry.

I haven’t been in a good state recently. I don’t have enough control over the later stages of the article, and coupled with the long-term serialization, I feel weak in the later stage. I’m tired of my own aesthetics, and I feel that the writing is not good.In fact, things haven’t been smooth from the beginning until now. I’ve encountered a lot of problems. I felt like I couldn’t do it several times. I rested and recovered, but now I can’t recover in the later stages because I’m still not capable enough.But I have tried my best, whether it is updates or quality, this is all I can do at the moment.It takes six hours to write each chapter if there is no buffering (obviously the writing is not very good, which is very helpless). If the writing is stuck, it takes about ten hours to finish one chapter. I mostly force myself to finish it or delete it… Recently, I dare not easily promise the update time. Although I said not to wait, I am still afraid that everyone will wait for me. Because of the status problem, even if I estimate that I will finish it in about an hour, I can’t guarantee that I will finish it =.=I would like to say sorry to my friends who are following the series. I know how you feel about following the article and waiting for updates.I didn’t know how to say it at first, and I didn’t really want to explain it. It was too negative. It was my own problem. For example, I had unresolved problems in writing articles. ORZ was still slowly exploring the road of writing articles.

After thinking about it for a long time, I don’t know how to guarantee a fixed time in this state, so I’ll try my best to update it.I will try my best to finish it.Thank you all.I’m sorry for the trouble this matter has caused. Obviously you are just here to read an article happily.