You are sweeter than first love [entertainment circle]

The booth where Jian Jihong sat was at the corner of the bar. From his angle, he could just see Li He sitting behind the piano, but Li He couldn't see him.

This discovery revived Jian Jihong, turned over and leaned on the back of the sofa, looked at Li He from a distance, and even pinched the arms of the people around him to make sure that he was not dreaming.

If it was in the past, when Jian Jihong saw his classmate appearing on such an occasion, his first reaction must have been to wonder why the other party would be here and do such a thing.

But today, for some reason, when he looked at Li He under the dim lamppost, his first reaction was——

...he looks so good.

It turned out that Li He could sing, and he sang so beautifully.

Jian Jihong was lying on the back of the chair, listening to Li He's singing quietly, and his friends around him saw his distraught appearance, and came over and asked, "What are you doing, sticking your ass up and looking for a beating?"

Jian Jihong's hair was covered with black lines: "Go away, if you can't speak, just keep your mouth shut."

"What are you looking at so seriously?" The friend also looked in that direction, and said clearly, "Look at the resident singer, right? He has been working here for a long time, and many people like him."

Jian Jihong was surprised when he heard the words, "He works here?"

The friend nodded, this bar was opened by his family, and he was quite clear to the staff: "Yes, he comes here to sing here every night, why, you like his voice too?"

Jian Jihong didn't answer but asked instead: "He is still underage, aren't you afraid of breaking the law by recruiting child labor?"

The friend stared: "Hey, what nonsense are you talking about! The one on stage begged us to recruit him."

Jian Jihong asked in surprise, "What do you mean?"

The friend said: "Young master, do you think that everyone has the same food and clothing as you? That buddy has some difficulties at home, and if he doesn't work part-time, he will starve to death."

Jian Jihong's heart almost stopped in shock: "Starve to death!?"

The friend said: "Yes, I don't know the specifics, and he refused to say, but I guess his family is really difficult. Besides having a job here, he also has several part-time jobs in other places."

Jian Jihong took a deep breath.

No wonder Li He only wore two sweaters in this weather... But he vaguely remembered that Li He also wore thick clothes in the winter before, where did those clothes go?

The friend patted Jian Jihong on the shoulder: "If you really like him and want to help him, have you seen the little cup on the piano? Throw a tip in it, maybe you can add another dish at noon tomorrow .”

Jian Jihong turned his gaze to the cup and found that several RMB had been stuffed in it.

Just when Li He finished singing a song, a man in a black suit walked up to him, seemed to say a few words to Li He, then raised his hand and stuffed a piece of money into it.

Li He opened and closed his mouth, and Jian Jihong vaguely guessed that Li He was thanking him.

Do you want to go up...

Jian Jihong started to get tangled up, and confronted Li He's cold-faced livid face at school and his unwillingness to ask for help, if he went up at this time, would Li He become angry and feel that he had hurt his self-esteem?

"What time does he sing every day?" Jian Jihong asked.

The friend thought for a while, and then said, "Sometimes it's twelve o'clock, sometimes it's one o'clock."

Jian Jihong's voice increased sharply: "What?! It's only ten o'clock, do you want him to sing to death? And he has to get up early for class tomorrow, and the morning reading is at seven o'clock. Do you think he is so determined not to sleep? !"

Friend: "...Brother, calm down, it's not that we want him to sing for so long, isn't he short of money, don't sing more, who will pay him, you?"

Jian Jihong blurted out: "If I go out, I will go out. He is now an hour, you pay double... No, give him three times, and I will ask for more money. Let him only sing for one hour a day at most."

The friend paused and said suspiciously: "You don't know him, do you? Why do you care so much about him?"

Jian Jihong instinctively denied it: "Of course not, I just think he sings very well, just what was the name of his song just now..."

The friend was a little speechless, and reminded: ""waybackintolove", you don't even know what it sings, and you still say you like it."

Jian Jihong said rascally: "You don't care if I know, he has a nice voice, I just like it, do you remember what I said just now? Tell him to go back to rest early, in such cold weather, he is still wearing a sweater when I go, wait Will go out in the middle of the night and not die of cold! Quick, you let him go home now, three times the salary, go quickly!"

The friend was pushed up: "What's your situation, how can you do this, you like him and don't let him sing two more songs, it's okay to rush the important person home!"

But with such complaints, the friend followed Shou Xing's wishes and walked towards Li He.

Jian Jihong watched his friend talking to Li He from afar, and saw them talking, and suddenly looked towards him together.

Jian Jihong was so frightened that his brow was sweating, he immediately fell down on the sofa, not daring to let Li He find him.

It was only at this time that he realized his mistake, he even forgot to tell his friend not to tell Li He that this matter had something to do with him.

According to his friend's temper, Li He definitely knows everything now.

Jian Jihong's heart was ashamed, thinking that Li He would definitely hate him even more this time.

bother!

Soon, Jian Jihong heard footsteps approaching. He lay on the sofa, his mind running wildly, thinking about how to explain his behavior.

Would he believe him if he said that he didn't want to give alms but was just trying to help?

Said that he really accidentally discovered that he was working here, not following him...

Oh my god, what if Li He looks at him with perverted eyes?

Jian Jihong wrinkled his face vigorously, his fear and fear reached a peak in the 17 years since he was born.

"What are you doing, pretending to be a dead body?" A friend's voice sounded above Jian Jihong's head, "What you said is settled, he has left now, but I think he has to go somewhere else work to earn a living."

Jian Jihong: "!!"

Jian Jihong sat up straight, "Why don't you go back and rest, isn't the money enough?"

The friend said speechlessly: "For those who have no money, how can there be enough money?"

Jian Jihong's heart sank to the bottom, he looked towards the piano and found that the money in the small cup had been taken away.

Jian Jihong couldn't help but began to wonder if he would do something wrong by doing this. At least he works here, the environment is very good, and he helps to watch over him, and he can still help out in case of accidents.

The friend stood by and observed Jian Jihong's expression: "Master, do you regret it?"

Jian Jihong: "..."

The friend said: "He is still changing clothes in the staff room, there is still time to go now."

Jian Jihong was stunned.

The friend said: "Aren't you his classmate? He told me just now. I don't know why you lied to me, but he is much more honest than you."

Jian Jihong asked cautiously, "Did he agree to my going to him?"

The friend laughed: "Are you still the Jian Jihong I know? Whenever you want to talk to someone, you have to see if they agree or not?"

Jian Jihong coughed in embarrassment, and walked in the direction his friend said with a dry face.

In fact, Jian Jihong himself didn't know what to say when he saw Li He, but if he didn't say anything, he would always have the illusion of being choked.

Jian Jihong knocked on the door of the staff room, and Li Heqing's cold voice came from inside: "Come in, the door is unlocked."

Jian Jihong held his breath and opened the door, and saw Li He who was changing clothes.

Li He's eyes only stayed on him for less than a second, then he moved away and continued to do his own thing without even changing his expression.

The appearance of nothing happening like this made Jian Jihong feel as if his fist had been punched into the cotton, which was very uncomfortable.

"Li He..." Jian Jihong walked into the room and closed the door, "Are you going home?"

Li He didn't speak, but shook his head.

"Are you going to work somewhere else? It's so late, you..." Jian Jihong sniffed, his mind spinning rapidly, "Have you finished your homework yet?"

Li He glanced at Jian Jihong speechlessly, with an expression that was too lazy to answer such idiotic questions.

Jian Jihong also realized how meaningless his question was. He stood there in embarrassment, watching Li He put on his second sweater, then walked towards him with his schoolbag on his back, and finally stopped in front of him.

"Please let me go." Li He said.

Jian Jihong nodded foolishly, turned sideways: "Oh, oh, yes."

Li He thanked him in a low voice, and walked out of the staff room in front of Jian Jihong. Looking at his back, Jian Jihong suddenly realized that something was wrong. He didn't mean this!

Jian Jihong hurriedly chased after him, and walked two steps to the right from the staff room, which was the back door of the bar, leading out to a dark alley, as soon as he opened the door, Jian Jihong couldn't help shivering.

The temperature difference is too great, and the heating in the bar is turned on high, and there is no way to adapt immediately.

On the other hand, Li He, who was wearing a thin sweater, walked forward at a leisurely pace like a normal person.

"Li He, wait for me!" Jian Jihong quickly ran over, and leaned on Li He's shoulder, "Where are you going?"

Jian Jihong originally thought that Li He would not answer, but after a brief silence, Li He spoke: "Times Square."

"Where are you going?" Jian Jihong asked.

"...distributing leaflets." Li He said.

Jian Jihong grabbed Li He: "Otherwise, don't go today, it's so late, why don't you go home early and rest?"

Li He said: "If I don't go today, there will be tomorrow. You can control me now and in the future."

Jian Jihong was speechless.

Li He said: "Thank you for your kindness, but it will be avoided."

Li He broke away from Jian Jihong's hand, and continued to walk forward at his unhurried pace.

Jian Jihong looked at his back as he was about to step out of the alley, and suddenly shouted: "Li He, today is my birthday, you... can you accompany me!"

Li He didn't respond.

Jian Jihong was a little disappointed, he called again: "Li He, how are you?"

Li He...

Li He stopped and turned around helplessly: "Are you still a child?"

Jian Jihong smiled all over his face in an instant, and ran to Li He's side in two or three steps: "I'm not a child, I'll be an adult next year."

Li He sneered: "Little brat."

Jian Jihong looked at Li He, and was stunned: "Li He, you just laughed!"

Li He suddenly put away his expression: "You read it wrong."

Jian Jihong ran over: "No, you smiled, you obviously know how to laugh, hurry up, show me another smile, okay?"

Li He: "...Why do you, a big man, always act like a baby?"

Jian Jihong: "Then why don't you smile, why don't you laugh!"

Li He stopped talking.

Jian Jihong grabbed Li He's sleeve: "It's my birthday, won't you even smile at me?"

Li He was silent for a long time, and finally sighed.

He turned his head to look at Jian Jihong, slowly and unskillfully raised the corners of his mouth.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support.

Ah... Every time I write a plot related to Jian Jihong, I can't help but sigh that he must be the cutest character I have written so far, and I really want to RUA his face.

A tip for the last chapter, it is best for minors not to drink alcohol =3=

感谢在2019-12-0720:58:03~2019-12-0820:36:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: only 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!