Vol 7 Chapter 836: Gambling

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It is said that New York is a paradise for the rich, the of the poor. Why is Kyoto not? Since a generation of great men in the South China Sea with one finger, draw a circle, bluntly, regardless of the theory that white cats and black cats catch mice is a good cat, set off a wave of reform and opening up, which not only attracted the big waves of economic development, but also attracted The serious erosion of capitalist worship of gold.
Kyoto, three thousand years of history, eight hundred years of emperor. The rolling wheel of history has crushed the glory of the Yuan Dynasty, the decay of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, leaving only the zigzag marks that make future generations sigh and sigh. In this city, the gap between the rich and the poor is so large that there is no struggling force for the rising people. The rich can enjoy the emperor-like treatment of the drunken fans, while the poor can only be busy for a day's livelihood.
Sitting in this luxurious Porsche sports car, Ye Qian does not have any sense of superiority. In fact, for Ye Qian, money is only a cage in disguise, which can bury people's conscience and feelings. He is a bitter person and knows how to live easily. Ye Qian didn't talk, just looking at the front quietly, still thinking about where the enchanting man next to him is sacred.
The glamorous man did not speak, but his face was filled with a smile like a smile. Someone told him that Ye Qian was a difficult person to deal with, and he did not believe it. Because the performance of Ye Qian just seems to be very heroic, but in his opinion, this is a kind of ignorant performance, because he is only a little irritating, he is actually fooled.
However, it was only two miles away. The Porsche sports car took a full ten minutes to stop at the door of a bar. "How is it here?" The glamorous man looked at Ye Qian and asked. Of course not asking for the decoration and style here.
"It doesn't matter!" Ye Qian said faintly.
The glamorous man smiled and walked towards the bar. Ye Qian followed him and looked a bit out of place. It was a stark contrast. This man, no matter which aspect he appreciates, can definitely make those who worship the golden woman to break their heads and want to tie the knot; and Ye Qian’s untimely costume is obviously so rustic on his side. However, Ye Qian does not care about this. What he needs is not the feeling of envy and embarrassment of others. He only does things that he feels comfortable with.
There are not many people at the bar, and it may be the reason why they haven’t arrived yet. On the stage of the bar, there is a girl who is singing a song, a drummer and guitarist on the side, and I think it should be the resident singer of the bar. In Kyoto, the least what is lacking is the number of people who want to go to the film and television entertainment industry. However, among the big streams of the North drift, how many of them can really make red and purple? Many, drowned in the city, some gave up their ideals of their own ambitions, left here; some, still insist on their dreams, but they sold their own personality.
On the side, there are two young children like junior high school students who talk loudly and loudly, and the noisy voice makes the bar seem a little more angry. After passing by them, Ye Qian’s heard it. These students talked about political news and couldn’t help but smile. Perhaps this is the ill of Kyoto people, and it seems that men and women, young and old, always cannot do without this topic.
Sitting down on the side of the seat, the glamorous man did not ask Ye Qian, directly ordered a large beer, several fruit bowls. The high momentum is on the table.
Ye Qian didn't talk, just drinking quietly, listening to the song, not asking who the glamorous man was, nor asking him why he knew himself, as if everything had nothing to do with himself.
"You don't want to know who I am?" Finally, still the glamorous male couldn't stand it and said.
Ye Qian smiled lightly and turned to look at him and said: "Since you are looking for me, then I should say it if I don't ask you. If you don't say it, I ask him if you ask, why bother to do so."
The fascinating male stunned, and suddenly felt that the man in front of him was somewhat unpredictable, and it seemed that he was not as bad as he thought. "In the next Qin Yu." Demon Yan said.
"Qin Yu?" Ye Qian muttered a sentence, carefully recalled, he did not have any impression. "It seems to be the protagonist in a novel."
"That is fictional, and I am real." Qin Yu said, "You don't want to know how I know you? What are you looking for?"

Is this important?
Ye Qian said faintly.
Qin Yu gave a slight glimpse and smiled indifferently. He said: "I am the son of Ye Zhengran. I really have the style of your father. I can tell you, I am here to kill you today." Tip: You need a few seconds. remember? If you can't remember it, it doesn't matter, Baidu:

Is it?
Ye Qian said with a light wind,
What about now?

"Now I give up this plan, I want to make friends with you." Qin Yu said.
Ye Qian smiled lightly and said a little, "I can think that this is my honor?"
"Oh!" Qin Yu smiled slightly, not okay. In this land of Kyoto, Qin Yu is considered a character, whether it is the strength of his family or his personal strength. Not all the second generation of the second generation is a waste of cockroaches, at least, Qin Yu is not. Ye Qian’s wind is light and dark, but Qin Yu feels his unfathomable. At the time of Yunyanmen, Qin Yu once hid him outside Ye Qian’s door, but it was easily discovered by Ye Qian, which proved that Ye Qian was an opponent, a difficult opponent.
Ye Qian slowly sipped the beer in the glass, a bite, as if to taste the high-grade tea, taste the light wine. On the stage, the female singer still sang in Yan Yanyan, revealing some confusion, a little firmness, a little embarrassment. Ye Qian can feel that there are many stories in her body.
Who lives in this city, who has no stories? However, the story of ordinary people is only submerged in this awkward city.
"If one day, you and I will meet again, each other is no longer in the past; for the dream, let the love, lose the pure smile; we are all on the edge of the city. If one day, time can change, only wish We live forever; with you, we have dreams, we keep ourselves the most true; we are no longer lost, the city’s embarrassment..."
If one, sang a lot of endless sentimentality of the North drifters. Ye Qian also seems to be in the outline of the picture, in fact, whether it is the North drift or the South drift, in fact, as a wandering foreigner, there are many embarrassment and helplessness. Ye Qian also used to stay away from hometown, for the sake of his livelihood, for his dreams, ignoring ridicule and ignoring silence. A song by a female singer seems to lead Ye Qian back to the past, back to her most unsatisfactory time, and return to the life that she was looked down on like a dog on the street.
However, Ye Qian survived with a strong attachment, a strong , and lived more and more. Today, no one can stand on Ye Qian’s head and laugh at him. Ye Qian also saw it, and the eyes of the female song also had such a persistent attachment.
After a song, the female singer’s eyes unconsciously drifted to Ye Qian’s side. She stayed in the bar for so long, and she was seen as a person who had seen the shape. She could see it. Ye Qian’s eyes were pure and watery. When she looked at herself, she did not have any and possession. Perhaps it was directed at this look, the female singer nodded slightly to Ye Qian.
Ye Qian smiled lightly, raised the cup, gave it a slight touch, and then took a soft sip. Everything is naturally included in the eyes of Qin Yu. With a slight smile, Qin Yu said: "How? Look at this girl? But it is just a resident singer in the bar. As long as Ye brother likes it, I can still get it for you."
With a faint smile, Ye Qian said: "In this world, not everything can be bought with money."
"Yes? But in my opinion, there is nothing in this world that money can't buy. Fame and fortune love, as long as you have money, it will come in." Qin Yu said.
"We have a bet, I said that you can't conquer this female singer with money, do you believe it?" Ye Qian said. He is not betting on betting. He has his own ideas. He wants to see if this female singer can still keep the attachment of her body in the dirty entertainment circle.
"Good." Qin Yu said, "If I lose, you can do anything for me. But if you lose, you must promise me one thing. As for what, later, but no matter what, You have to do it for me. Do you dare to gamble?"
"No problem." Ye Qian said indifferently. Ye Qian is a grassroots origin. The most disgusting thing is Qin Yu, who thinks that with his own money, he can buy the pride of the world. Regardless of what the female singer would do, he would be willing to gamble this time, not for anything else, just for the sake of this heart.
Qin Yu is full of confidence and has been in Kyoto for so many years. What kind of people have he not seen? Those who keep saying that they will never bend over to the power of the servant, and finally not all fall under the money. Especially those who want to go to the entertainment circle, if there is no power, the only way is to sell themselves and sell everything that they can sell, including , including dignity.
When he waved his hand and called the waiter, Qin Yu said, "Go, call the female singer." As he said, he took two red bulls out of his pocket and smashed it.
The waiter hurriedly caught, nodded again and again, turned and left.