"I also understand that later, they went too far, saying that a bottle of beer can sit for one night, and it became a lot of people to fool fans into changing places and making more profits. I felt that there was a lot of feelings here and suddenly it became a place to sell feelings, and then I quit."
She was a little sad. suluo didn’t speak.
The room is small and full of people, even the beams are sitting, and people are dark and stuffy.
I don’t know where they talked just now, but the fans were laughing when they came in.
Suluo, who is surrounded by people like a fire, knows that his name is the wild wolf, that is, the folk singer who often goes to the inn to find his doctor’s sister, big ponytail, black-rimmed glasses and a wolf tattoo. It is said that it is very famous in folk circles.
There was no place to sit, so three people sat directly on the ground and saw the doctor’s sister come in. The wolf’s eyes lit up and looked really like a wolf, but when he saw suluo, his face was gloomy again.
Other people sitting beside him seem to have a lot of connections, too. Sister Yang attached it to suluo’s ear to introduce who this is and who that is one by one. Anyway, they are all famous singers in the folk circle, Gu nodded, and suluo didn’t know them anyway.
Brother Wolf became more excited, and talked about his wandering story, and then threw a few pieces of meat and a few little girls were full of stars.
I randomly ordered a beautiful little girl to share her story. The little girl talked about her cool story as if she had won a prize. It was like meeting a short and beautiful love story on a poor trip to Tibet.
"How do you feel?"
Dong Jie listened to her story and turned up her eyes and attached them to suluo’s ear and asked
"Uh, it’s sultry and a little unbearable."
"I’m asking you how you feel about this story of a young literary woman."
"Er, I stopped a car on the road without money, and then I had sex with the owner, and then I went all the way to eat and drink, and I went to Tibet to tell the story. In short, I was in the middle of a gun tour. Why did she show off in an ostentatious manner?"
Suluo sighed. What’s the key? These little girls are longing for their eyes. Oh, my God
"poof brilliant"
Sister Dong was overjoyed.
Chapter two hundred and thirteen Sister, I admire you very much
The palm is very warm. Many people think it’s cool. The girl is very proud.
Suluo can’t accept this kind of values, and she can’t help but remember to say something to her.
Sister, if you are really that poor, don’t go surfing. It’s better to dodge tickets, hitchhike, eat, drink and live than to exchange money for tickets. It’s also called love literature and art. It’s better to just say that you suddenly have a sexual impulse on the road and then have a shot, which is less pleasing and more free and easy.
Well, it’s all your freedom to hold back, whether it’s polluting your body or washing your heart, your heart will be fine
It’s really emotional to listen to a song without interrupting, but I’m really sorry to sing it.
The lyrics are probably that the ideal is shattered and I want it, but the dirty and shameful reality doesn’t give it to me. I am a person abandoned by the world, so I feel sad and have to wander.
The fans in the crowded cabin were moved to tears. suluo yawned and seemed to be moved to tears.
"How does it feel now?"
Dong sister attached to the suluo ear asked again.
"Alas, it’s more like a negative dog barking far away. I think the world has never abandoned anyone."
"I’m not asking you about the song, I’m asking you if you like the atmosphere."
You gave her an angry stare. You’re deliberately getting back at me, aren’t you?
It’s stuffy. suluo can’t stand it anymore. He’s wearing a mask.
"Hum said you didn’t want to come. You have to come and see it. You regret it," said Dr. Sister squinting and smiling.
Then I seem to talk about folk songs.
"The audience of folk songs has changed, and now most folk singers have fallen. In the face of cruel reality, they have given up, and now songs no longer have the function of criticizing and reflecting on social reality."
Passionate, everyone is drunk, and I wake up alone to point out the country. Well, it’s actually your own opinion. You can say whatever you like, and it’s also your freedom, but it’s always not good to lie down and get shot.
"For example, now those folk lovers who know fake folk songs call suluo the founder of folk songs, and the pub in Chengdu has become what they call a sacred place of folk songs. Come on, it’s really in our circle."
Generally speaking, it means that we are folk songs here and the last pure land is bullshit outside.
Fans’ eyes lit up again, thinking that Brother Wolf is so arrogant that even suluo dares to criticize his true nature and tell the truth. I like to continue to be full of little stars.
Suluo said that it is awesome that I rely on your circle, but I have to pull my finger.
"poof"
Sister Dong couldn’t help it. The whole person was lying on suluo’s shoulders, and his stomach was cramped with laughter.
Sister Yang couldn’t finish laughing. Sister Dong said yes. If I had known, I would have stopped suluo from coming.
Some people think that it is natural for them to feel queasy.
"Hey, who are you to say that what do you think you are singing? The bass is broken and the treble is broken. Every inflection is like a climax. I also want to know what a good place this is. It turned out to be a group of holes, hypocrisy, melodrama, stupidity and narcissism."
A girl in a flowered skirt got up and shouted, "suluo instantly gave Sister Dong a hard stare. What are you laughing at? See? This is an old fan. That’s different."
"wow"
The girl in the flowered skirt instantly became the focus.
Then there is abuse and contempt.