Chapter 28 What if I’m not here?

Author: Wei Wen Ming Xiang

Chapter 28 What if I’m not here?

When Shen Qing returned to the classroom, Xie Mingchao was nowhere to be seen. The seat next to her was still empty until the evening self-study bell rang.

The teacher on duty for the first period of evening self-study was Zhang Jianshan. He glanced at the corner, said nothing, and sat down quietly by the podium.

Shen Qing lay down on the table, took out her phone and opened WeChat.

【Where are you?】

Xie Mingchao quickly replied: [Bar]

Shen Qing:【Why are you there?】

Xie Mingchao: [Part-time job]

Shen Qing did not ask why she still had to work so hard after winning the lottery, but asked tentatively: "Which bar are you in?"

【Night】

She was very familiar with this name. She accidentally broke into the men's room in a night bar and left a perverted image in Xie Mingchao's heart.

Although Xie Mingchao hardly spoke when he was around, Shen Qing felt inexplicably uncomfortable when he was not in his position.

She really wanted to see what position Xie Mingchao held in the bar.

His face should be the face of the bar, serving as a greeter, or a bartender?

Shen Qing went up to the podium, holding her stomach and frowning, "Teacher, I don't feel well, can I ask for leave?"

Zhang Jianshan suddenly said "Oh", with an expression that I understand, and waved his hand.

"Then you go back and have a good rest."

After getting Zhang Jianshan's approval, she almost shouted excitedly. She had just half straightened her body and pressed it back down under Zhang Jianshan's confused eyes.

"Hiss—goodbye, teacher."

Shen Qing pressed her abdomen and left the classroom. Only when she took her hands away did she realize that the position she pressed was her stomach.

Zhang Jianshan shouldn't have noticed, right? In her concept, the stomach and abdomen are collectively called the stomach, and it should be the same no matter where you cover it.

It was the first time that she didn't have to study at night, and Shen Qing felt excited and novel for the first time in a long time.

She returned to the parking lot of Taoyuan Community, rode her beloved pink e-mule, and drove the navigation in the direction of the night bar.

The bar originally did not allow minors to enter, but last time Gong Xiaoxiao moved out as the eldest lady, and the bar manager was an old friend of the Gongs and his wife, so he made an exception and let them in.

This time Shen Qing also entered successfully.

She looked at the receptionist at the door, and it was obvious that she was not Xie Mingchao dressed in women's clothing.

Shen Qing looked back at the bar with disappointment. It was the same male bartender with freckles on his cheeks from last time.

He is neither a greeter nor a waiter. Xie Mingchao is not in the front hall. Is he working as a cleaner?

Just as she was about to look for him in the corridor, there was an exclamation from under the stage.

"Damn, it sounds great!"

"Handsome guy, one more!"

“Encore encore encore!”

Shen Qing stopped, turned around and looked at the stage, her eyes stagnant.

Xie Mingchao was dressed in black, holding a guitar in his arms, plucking the strings with his eyes lowered, and the beautiful syllables flowed through the speakers in the hall.

"Write poems for you, be still for you, do impossible things for you..."

His voice was warm and clear, like the summer wind blowing through the valley, refreshing and refreshing.

The light fell softly on him, as if he was being kissed gently by the moonlight, noble and cold.

She stared blankly at the people on the stage, and for the first time she discovered that Xie Mingchao, apart from his childish face, was also charming.

Shen Qing took a photo of this scene, and when he lowered his head to admire it, a sultry voice sounded from behind him: "Hey, we have a little girl here?"

She turned around and looked coldly at the people behind her.

"What's up?"

When they saw her face, they all had an expression of surprise.

"The grass is so fucking amazing!"

"Brother, this is right."

The leader was a man with dyed yellow hair, a green dragon tattooed on his left arm, and a dazzling large gold chain hanging around his neck.

The two attendants beside her had short hair and sinister looks, looking at her with evil intentions.

Shen Qing's face was calm, but she was panicking in her heart.

At first glance, these people look more like gangsters than Zhou Chen, especially with their tattoos, and they are more social than Zhou Chen's Peppa Pig.

She subconsciously took two steps back, having already greeted Gong Xiaoxiao countless times in her heart.

It's fair to say that there are no unscrupulous people!

Shen Qing regretted not listening to Li Qinglu and learning Taekwondo, otherwise she would have been able to give these three people a few punches.

Huang Mao looked at her unscrupulously and licked the corner of his mouth. "Little sister, you look quite young. How old are you?"

She groped on the table behind her and found a vase, "It has nothing to do with you."

The boy from Qinglong on the left spoke first: "She seems to be wearing school pants, is she still a high school student?"

Shen Qing didn't dare to go home and change clothes, fearing that Li Xin would find out that she was late for self-study, so she only took off her coat, wearing a white T-shirt underneath.

Even though the pants have been modified, the style can still be easily identified as school pants.

Most of the customers in the front room were attracted to the stage, and she was surrounded by only a few people in front of her.

Even the bartender's attention was diverted.

Shen Qing was already ready to break the vase to attract attention, but the music on the stage stopped suddenly, followed by the sound of footsteps walking up the steps.

Huang Mao looked at the people coming here and said impatiently: "Hey, what are you doing as a resident singer? Go back and sing your songs!"

She turned around in surprise, and Xie Mingchao walked straight over holding a guitar in one hand, his eyebrows as cold as ever.

"Stay away from her."

"Who is your kid?" The white tiger boy on Huang Mao's right clicked his tongue and started to grab Shen Qing's hand.

Shen Qing hurriedly turned aside to avoid the nasty hand.

Xie Mingchao pulled her to the area behind him, "You want to cause trouble here?"

She nervously grabbed the hem of his shirt and whispered to him: "Xie Mingchao..."

The manager hurriedly came out from the backstage and stood between the two of them.

"Don't be offended, we are a serious bar here, and the police station is right next door on this street."

The dissatisfaction on Huang Mao's face dissipated a little, and he snorted unconvinced.

"Okay, let's stop making trouble here and let's go out."

"Going out with you?" Xie Mingchao took out his mobile phone and pressed 110 on the dialing interface on the screen. "I will call the police if anyone touches her."

Shen Qing's mind was slightly shaken, and she suddenly felt that the person in front of her had grown taller.

She had misunderstood his face before, and his innocent appearance was just a cover-up.

The atmosphere was at a stalemate, but the manager calmly persuaded Huang Mao to leave.

Shen Qing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you."

Xie Mingchao looked at her with a worried expression, frowning and looking down at her, "Why did you come here? Even if it is Qing Dynasty, it is not an absolutely safe place."

"I..." She looked away guiltily, "I'm just curious about what you are doing here."

"You know now?" He took her wrist and walked out the door, "I'll take you back first."

When Shen Qing came back to her senses, Xie Mingchao had already let go of her wrist, "I came here on a bicycle, you can go back by yourself."

Xie Mingchao looked gloomy, "Shen Qing, what if I'm not here?"

"Ah..." She pursed her lips, her voice a little aggrieved, "It's just because you are here that I came here."
Chapter completed!