evening photos

Chapter 10

According to scientific evidence, height and weight have something to do with alcohol intake. It is said that with Mo Nong's figure, a few bottles of beer will not be able to knock him down.But Shu Zhao saw that he blushed from his face to the base of his neck, and it didn't look like he was pretending to be drunk.

He asked the young master to take Mo Nong home, and made up his mind to stay away from him. If he broke up, he couldn't bear the responsibility.

Let's say that Mo Nong entered the house drunk, and when someone walked in and closed the door, he immediately returned to normal.He walked to the kitchen without swaying his feet, took off his clothes, took out a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator, and drank most of the bottle, and the heat on his body subsided.

He glanced at the photo wall from the corner of his eye, and suddenly realized that his thoughts for this month were all on Shu Zhao:

Why the hell did I cook for him for a month like a mother, rain or shine?I'm sick!A young man pretended to be crazy while drinking and hugged another young man. I am so fucking sick!

Mo Nong angrily tore off those photos and notes one by one, and threw them all into the trash can without mercy.

He stood under the shower and flushed the cold water, squeezed a big dollop of bath liquid and wiped it on his body. He wiped his chest and shoulders with one hand, as if he was embracing someone.

The feeling of holding Shu Zhao in his arms still lingers, the tight shoulders, shriveled chest, and the cold and soft touch of the forged shirt, especially slippery!In his fantasy, he saw Shu Zhao unbuttoning the button, and the shirt would probably slip off his shoulders automatically, revealing his enamel-white skin and body, Shu Zhao's eyebrows, Shu Zhao's eyes, Shu Zhao's nose, Shu Zhao's ...

Mo Nong turned off the shower, frowning in the mist of water—fuck, I'm so fucking sick!

When Mo Nong lay in bed that night, he desperately told himself: don't think about him, don't think about him, evildoer, evildoer, sin, sin, sick, sick, man, woman, man.

He succeeded in self-hypnosis, and he really didn't dream of Shu Zhao in his dream that night.

He dreamed of a red shirt fluttering in front of him, the shirt fell from mid-air, and a white and plump body appeared, the owner of the body had almond eyes full of spring water, but this The eyes were almond eyes and peach blossom eyes for a while, he had never seen this face before.Suddenly, this ketone body moved on his body, he hummed impatiently, and excitedly went to see where he intersected with her.

Suddenly, the plump butt turned into a big purple-black ball, grinding his little brother to a bloody mess. He went to look at the woman in horror, but saw a woman with eyeballs hanging from his chin, disheveled hair, and buck-toothed harelip. female zombie.

While moving up and down, the female zombie looked at him with her eyeballs hanging in the air, her tongue stretched out like a big snake, and she laughed.

"Ah!" Mo Nong woke up profusely from his dream, the room was pitch black, he quickly reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, lifted the quilt to look at his brother, saw that it was in good condition, he fell back on the bed with a sigh of relief .

Shu Zhao!Mo Nong was saddened to think of the ghost movie he showed him, "Don't have any shadows when you look back!"

Little bastard! ! !

The next day Shu Zhao passed by the dressing room, and saw Mo Nong staring at him while leaning against the door frame,

"What? Did you drink too much last night?"

Mo Nong: "I had a dream last night."

Shu Zhao didn't think she would dream of me, did she?

"What dream? Spring dream?"

Mo Nong didn't sleep well all night, with dark circles under his eyes, he said grimly:

"I dreamed of a girl, we were having fun, and suddenly she turned into a zombie, with her eyeballs hanging out of her sockets and her tongue sticking out, trying to kill me."

Shu Zhao remembered that the typhoon forced him to watch ghost movies, and immediately shook his head regretfully, then patted him on the shoulder sincerely,

"You go back and watch a few more ghost movies, fight poison with poison, and the big shadow covers the small shadow. Gradually you get used to its existence and won't be affected."

After speaking, he walked away gracefully with his sacred bald head.

Mo Nong swallowed bitterly, sat on the lame chair, played with his mobile phone and waited for the guests.

At five o'clock, my aunt brought in a woman with a gentle face,

"Ah Nong, this is Jiaojiao, you can make her look better, and see if you can cover up the scar."

Mo Nong looked at this too short and thin woman, she seemed very shy, and blushed immediately under Mo Nong's gaze.

"sit."

Mo Nong got up to get out of the seat, and pinched the hair that fell on her face. Her skin was smooth and free of spots and acne marks. After applying foundation, her skin was still translucent. She had an oval face with a cherry mouth, and she had the temperament of a classical beauty.

But the fine lines at the end of her eyes and the slackness of her face reveal her age. From her forehead to her chin, there are many deep flesh-pink scars, like inconspicuous ravines deep in her skin.

Mo Nong couldn't hide it no matter what, "Is this okay?"

Jiaojiao looked at herself in the mirror, "It's fine."

The other girls from the DJ department came in one after another. Except for Shen Chacha who greeted her, everyone else just chatted on their own.

It didn't take long for Shu Zhao to appear at the door of the dressing room. As soon as Jiaojiao saw him, she immediately stood up from the chair and called him "Minister" in a guilty conscience.

Shu Zhao looked down at her arrogantly, "Have you been here for a month? Why did you come to work?"

Jiaojiao wrung her hands, as if she was a little afraid of him, "My daughter was a bit uncomfortable when she first came here, and I took care of her at home."

"Take care of me for a month? Well, I don't care about other things, so I'll ask you when will you pay back the money you owe me?"

"I... I will pay it back after I go to work these days."

"Lin Jiaojiao, I don't work for you. I won't get any of the money you make. But I really can't stand your style of eating and waiting to die. Therefore, starting today, you have to pay me back every day. Bai, I don’t care whether you borrowed or sold your money or how it came from. If you don’t make it one day, I’ll chase after you. If you’re so thick-skinned that you treat me like air, then I’ll count you as good. Listen understand?"

Lin Jiaojiao nodded in trepidation: "I understand."

Shu Zhao didn't look at her anymore, and shouted to a group of women in the room: "Hurry up and book a box. It's the end of the month. If you don't perform enough, you should be fined. Don't wait for me to rush you."

It's the end of the month, and Mo Nong's make-up fee will also be charged. He is not as handy as Shu Zhao in asking for money. Now there are eight DJs in total, and three of them can't collect the money.

On this day, Mo Nong brought up the makeup fee again, and Xu Jing, as the second in command of the DJ department, also helped to urge him many times. In the end, she was too lazy to urge him, so she asked Mo Nong to find Shu Zhao.

"Fangfang and Qingqing's tip yesterday was by credit card. It should be at Shushu's place. Go tell Shushu and ask him to deduct the makeup fee from you first."

Mo Nong was thin-skinned, so he hesitated for another two or three days. Hearing that Fangfang had money to play mahjong and buy clothes the night before, she felt uncomfortable even though she had no money to pay for makeup.

After the night of the typhoon, he came to Shuzhao's office again, and when he got to the door, he heard the inside say:

"Why don't you care about my borrowing money? I'm a money stringer? I told him that Gong's surname is not a good thing. For that little money, he would give up half of his life. He deserves it!"

Another voice whispered: "Then you can't ignore it, the hospital will drive him away if he doesn't pay, you..."

Monon knocked on the door——

"Enter."

He pushed open the door, and saw a little boy with huge eyes was very close to Shu Zhao, turned his head and saw him like a dog saw a bone, his eyes couldn't be torn off from him.

Mo Nong ignored that look, looked at Shu Zhao and said, "Fangfang, Qingqing and the makeup fees for the matryoshka dolls have not been paid yet, Xu Jing asked me to ask you, if you can directly deduct it from you and give it to me."

Shu Zhao stood up impatiently and walked to the desk next to him. There was a stack of tickets in the Laka drawer. The little boy said:

"You still say you are short of money, and you still say you have no money with such a wad of money, you are lying!"

Shu Zhao nodded the banknotes and said, "These are all tips from my little sister, and none of the money is mine. You know what!"

He drew five pieces of 100 yuan and gave them to Mo Nong, "I have the tip for Qingqing and the matryoshka, I will give it to you first, and I will tell them later that Fangfang took it away by herself yesterday, and you can ask her for it later. "

"I've been asking her for a week. I don't have any change, can I transfer it to your WeChat?"

Shu Zhao took out her mobile phone, "Then add it."

The little boy immediately took out his mobile phone and came over, "Handsome guy, add me too?"

Shu Zhao snatched his mobile phone, "Fart you, do you want the old man downstairs to add you?"

Mo Nong scanned Shu Zhao's QR code and listened to the little boy arguing with Shu Zhao, "What? Are you optimistic about him and won't you hook me up?"

Shu Zhao glared at Wen Ru, and played a brain crash on his forehead, which made Wen Ru scream,

"He is not the same as us, don't talk nonsense."

Mo Nong couldn't hear it, why are these words so awkward, repulsive, contemptuous, slanderous, he returned the phone to Shu Zhao,

"It's done, take it away."

Then, amidst Wen Ru's tireless teasing, he forced a smile, and walked away full of anger.

Why is he so heartless?Why don't you say that you are not from the same way when you order him after eating the food he cooks?Ah, now that you are in good health and can see people, have you separated the relationship?He didn’t even say a sincere thank you, invited him to drink, and when he pretended to be drunk and collapsed on him, he didn’t even give him a hand, and let him kiss the ground, what he said at that time: “The wine taste is so poor, it’s boring! "

boring?I didn't let go to drink with you, if I really want to drink, I don't know who can drink badly!

Mo Nong couldn't restrain the prehistoric power in his body, thinking about all kinds of things wrong with Shu Zhao during the time of knowing each other, he kept slandering in his heart.

He pulled his face to make up for others, and during the period, he was still holding a cigarette, which caused the auntie to roll her eyes at him several times,

"Aren't you in a bad mood? Will you be suffocated to death if you smoke after melting?"

Mo Nong: "Yes."

Shen Chacha suddenly smiled and said: "It's over, it's over, we, Anong, have learned badly. When we first came, we were so polite and cheerful. Look at the one you brought here now. The expression on his face is as good as Shu Shu's."

Mentioning Shu Zhao Mo Nong's mood was even worse, to the point where he tore the rubber band when he tied Aunt Tai's hair.

Then, Shu Zhao came with a face that was even smellier than his,

"Fangfang, what's the matter with you? You haven't paid the makeup fee yet, and it's only 230 yuan a month. What do you still want to call an IOU? Who the hell owes you?"

Fangfang sat in the corner, muttering with little confidence: "I didn't show up for work a few days ago, and I don't have any money. I will pay it when I get to work today."

"You have the nerve to play mahjong if you don't have any money?" Shu Zhao frowned, and forced two flashes of cold light from her charming peach eyes, "One day is either shopping or gambling, and you can lose hundreds of dollars in one night. You can't pay the two hundred and thirty makeup fee? Didn't you get a four hundred tip last night? Where's the money?"

In fact, Fangfang's facial features are not bad, but her face is full of freckles, her complexion is yellow, and she looks very earthy without makeup.

The rustic girl lowered her head in front of Shu Zhao's glamorous appearance, and said angrily: "Give it to my husband, I only have ten yuan on me now, and I will definitely give it when I get to work. Why are you urging me!"

Suddenly there was a loud bang behind Mo Nong, which made his hands tremble in fright, and the clip was lowered hard, causing the auntie to let out a cry of pain.

Shu Zhao slapped the glass cabinet and scolded sharply:

"Who are you talking to! Do you think I'm willing to urge you? How many times have I told you not to raise a man? Don't raise a man. If a man really needs you?"

Mo Nong looked at the faces of a bunch of women in the room, except for the auntie and Shen Chacha, although the others were all pretending to be normal, they could still see embarrassment and stiffness from their dodging expressions.

"What's so good about your husband?" Shu Zhao resumed his bitterness, "I beat you twice in three days so that even your mother didn't know you, and if it wasn't for gambling, he would go online and play games to watch｜porn｜movies. Why are you not so stubborn when you come to us crying in the middle of the night? Do you think you are a rich second generation or a beautiful woman? How did you get that money so easily? You have money to raise a man and you have money to pay fines! Fines and fines Don't pay, don't pay the makeup fee, make people chase me for money every day, do I owe you the fuck?

There are also Qingqing and Matryoshka, who are counting on the room to take advantage if they can't book a box every day, okay, I'll let you guys.Before twelve o'clock today, if anyone owes me a penny, they won't be able to use it tomorrow, and get the hell out of here! "

He went away like a gust of wind again, leaving the room full of suffocating silence.

It has been almost a month and a half since Mo Nong came, and it was the first time that the atmosphere was so tense.

The subtle thoughts between people, the way of life that is similar to each other, and the dirty past and stories that are regarded as private and unspeakable; money, men, day and night, are coldly left behind by Shu Zhao In the eight-square-meter dressing room.

Mo Nong couldn't imagine how these women and the men of these women lived, and he couldn't understand them either.

Although they are all good people, they still can't get rid of the dirty nature of this industry, or is it the dirty nature of this industry that makes their lives into what Shu Zhao said is unsightly?

But he clearly knows that he has only seen the tip of the iceberg here, and there will be more and more things that are truly incomprehensible and unimaginable...