The soft white moonlight of the paranoid gangster at 80

Probably compatriots in foreign countries are sympathetic to each other. Ruan Qingqing successfully made friends with a group of female international students like her and exchanged contact information with each other.

Although everyone's schools and majors are different, their educational experiences are very similar. They all study preparatory courses first, and then advance to undergraduate courses after graduating from preparatory courses. Those with the highest academic qualifications are currently studying for doctoral degrees.

For Ruan Qingqing, these are her predecessors from whom she can learn.

While chatting happily, the eyes of everyone at the table suddenly looked somewhere.

Ruan Qingqing looked over curiously and saw three tall and handsome Chinese boys entering the bar.

Not only were the people at their table looking at the three boys, but other people in the bar were also looking at them.

"Ning Haoran is here."

After hearing someone say something, Ruan Qingqing recognized that one of the three boys was Ning Haoran.

The light in the bar was dappled and dim, and Ning Haoran's hairstyle and clothing were so different from the last time they met that she didn't recognize him at first sight.

Xu Shi saw Ruan Qingqing's confusion, and Chen Wei explained to her in a low voice: "Ning Haoran initiated the gathering of foreign students, and the expenses were borne by him and his two friends. This is the third year."

No wonder everyone pays so much attention to Ning Haoran.

Although they are all Chinese students studying abroad, they all have their own small groups, and Ning Haoran is no exception. After entering the bar, he was called over by several boys in the booth on the second floor.

To be honest, Ning Haoran is not the most outstanding-looking person in the audience, but he is quite popular among girls.

From the time Ning Haoran entered the bar until he went upstairs to sit down, at least five or six groups of girls came to him to toast and greet him.

Even the two girls at their table went.

"Aren't you going to say hello to Ning Haoran?"

Hearing Ruan ask gently, Chen Wei looked at her, "Do you want to go?"

Ruan shook his head slightly, "Aren't you friends?"

Chen Wei smiled, "He has a lot of friends. He can probably reach your Saint Martin from here."

Ruan Qing remained silent.

Not long after, the lights in the bar suddenly went out, leaving only the lights on the circular stage in the lobby on the first floor.

Ning Haoran, who was still on the second floor before, was now standing on the stage with several boys in cool punk clothes. Some were carrying guitars and basses on their backs, while others were sitting behind drums and keyboards.

With a burst of drums, a rock-style melody sounded in the bar.

Ning Haoran stood on the stage with his guitar straddling his waist and bowed his head to play.

It's "Hotel California". The intro is long but extremely beautiful and classic. Coupled with Ning Haoran's wild and uninhibited attire, it's no exaggeration to call him the most handsome guy in the audience.

After the prelude ended, Ning Haoran started singing while holding the metal microphone.

Before the first line was sung, cheers erupted from the bar.

One thing to say, he sang very well, and his pronunciation and musicality were not inferior to those of professional singers.

Ruan Qingqing suddenly understood why Ning Haoran was so popular with girls.

Through chatting with Chen Wei, I learned that the band performing on stage, including the bar, was formed by Ning Haoran, who had won many awards at music festivals. There were also music producers who wanted to sign Ning Haoran’s band, but Ning Haoran Haoran is not here. "For people like him, playing music is a hobby, just like playing cars and riding horses."

Ruan nodded slightly.

Ning Haoran's band sang three songs in a row before it ended. There were other performances after that, but they were much inferior to the opening band. However, there were still many people around to cheer and applaud.

Seeing that it was almost time, Ruan Qingqing said goodbye to the girl at the same table and prepared to go home.

Chen Wei got up and sent her out.

As soon as he walked out of the bar, Ning Haoran chased him out, "I haven't even had time to say hello to you. Are you leaving so soon?"

"Well, I have tutoring classes in the evening."

"Okay, this is my apartment phone number. Please contact me often."

After saying that, he put the note with the number on it into Ruan Qingqing's hand without any explanation, then turned around handsomely and ran back to the bar.

"Sister Weiwei, please help me return this to him."

Rather than throwing the note away directly, returning the note to Ning Haoran was a more clear-cut rejection.

Chen Wei took the note and chatted with her about Ning Haoran while sending her to the bus station.

He has been a high-ranking official in the political field since his grandfather's generation, and he is the third generation of officials with upright roots.

"Compared with his talent, his family background and identity are the main reasons why girls flock to him. I know him, and he rarely takes the initiative to show his kindness to girls. At least, this is the first time I see him handing a note to a girl. Do you really not want to think about it?"

Ruan smiled softly, "I have found the right person. In my opinion, there is no boy in the world who can compare with him."

"Besides, for a cynical rich kid like Ning Haoran, a girl like me is at best just one of his targets in his sex-hunting game."

Chen Wei hugged her happily and said, "Yes, you are much more sane and rational than those girls in the bar."

"Too many people fantasize about taking shortcuts and flying up branches to become phoenixes, but what they don't know is that for children from famous families like Ning Haoran, their future jobs and whom they will marry have all been arranged by their families. No one will be an accident or special thing in his life."

Hearing the melancholy and sadness in Chen Wei's tone, Ruan Qingqing's heart moved slightly.

"Sister Weiwei, you and Ning Haoran, are you..."

Chen Wei touched her face, "Did I act obvious?"

"A little."

"Well, it's actually very simple for me and him. When I first came here, he took good care of me. I fell in love with him, and I took the initiative to pursue him. Only after we got together did I know that his family had made arrangements for him. I was the right fiancée. I talked to him, and after knowing that he would not rebel against the family for me, I cut my losses in time and became friends with him again."

"Then do you still like him now?"

"A little bit, after all, he is my first love. Seeing his dazzling appearance on the stage will still make my heart flutter, but I will no longer have the idea of ​​owning or monopolizing him."

After sending Ruan off to the bus gently, Chen Wei returned to the bar and found Ning Haoran who was playing table football with friends.

"Ruan Qingqing asked me to return this to you."

Ning Haoran glanced at the note in Chen Wei's hand and said without comment, "Throw it away."