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Chapter 263, The Long Skirt of Loneliness


At that time, there were not so many Western restaurants in Shanghai that they were all over the streets.

There were only a few places where you could eat Western food, and you couldn’t afford it.

The cost of a meal was often more than a month’s salary for ordinary people. otbnkotgt Therefore, the people who come to eat are basically not the gentlemen wearing suits in the popular impression, but more of the self-employed or the rich rough guys.

Therefore, the atmosphere of Western restaurants is also different from those abroad.

It is not about sitting down, chatting quietly, and eating slowly.

Instead, there were people singing folk songs on the stage, and there were even people in the audience clinking beers and drinking.

Of course, one thing is the same, that is, chopsticks are not used here, but knives and forks are used.

Shen Mengtian didn't know what she was thinking, but she actually invited us to eat at such a high-end place.

The name of the western restaurant is Southern California Sunshine Restaurant, and I don’t even know where Southern California is.

He even asked the fat man stupidly, and the fat man laughed for a long time.

The waiters standing at the door were dressed better than Luo Qiong and I, wearing a red vest, trousers and a shirt.

After taking a look at the three of us, he seemed to look down on us and said, "If you want to eat noodles, go to the other side of the road."

This was not the first time for Fatty to come to a Western restaurant.

The Red House, the best Western restaurant in Shanghai at that time, was also old when he was a child.

After hearing this, his face suddenly sank and he shouted: "What do you mean, I have money, so I can't Come and have a bowl of noodles” "Sorry, our restaurant doesn't sell noodles."

The waiter also became angry.

“Does the pasta come with borscht?”

The fat man took a step forward and shouted.

At this time, the waiter was stunned, his face looked a little ugly, and he stepped aside and opened the door.

The fat man snorted and led us inside.

The dining tables are covered with a particularly elegant two-color checkered tablecloth.

The tables are not big, nor are they large Chinese round tables.

There will be a white vase in the middle, and the person eating is very simple, just a fucking round plate and a pair of knives and forks.

Shen Mengtian arrived first, and she looked very nice in a long white dress.

She seemed to be wearing light makeup, which made her even more pretty.

Sitting quietly at the table next to the edge, he was completely different from the rough guys around him who were drinking and drinking.

"Fat man, over there."

I pointed and said, walking over.

Shen Mengtian smiled immediately after meeting us.

After sitting down, the menus brought by the waiter were all in foreign language.

My English is really not good, and I can only speak a few common expressions at most.

Holding the menu, Luo Qiong was a little embarrassed and asked directly: "Brother Shan, what are these ghostly symbols on here?"

I couldn't answer, but the fat man said calmly: "You don't have to look, I'll order for you.

I can recite this kind of menu.

Waiter, please bring a bottle of red wine first.

It doesn't need to be particularly good or heavy." .

Let’s have a piece of filet mignon for each of us three men.

It’s medium rare.

I’d like some tomatoes, onions, corn, and some macaroni as a side dish.”

After all, Fatty was someone who had been to high-end places.

Luo Qiong and I had never even heard what he said.

"Then what does this young lady want?"

"I'll have the fish steak, with whatever side you like, and a side of cream of snail soup."

What surprised me was that Shen Mengtian seemed to come here often like Fatty.

In my opinion, it was very strange how a young teacher could come to such a place.

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"Huizhi is doing homework at home.

Besides, he doesn't eat meat.

When he comes to a place like this, he can only eat bread.

By the way, Shanzi, bread is free here, but it can't be packed.

Luo Qiong, take out all the bread you hide. , look at your potential."

When Fatty came to a place like this, he immediately felt like a fish in water, and his whole body felt energetic.

"Teacher Shen, why did you think of inviting us to dinner?"

I asked strangely.

"This is because you saved me before, and I haven't thanked you properly.

So I have always wanted to find an opportunity to treat you to a meal as a thank you.

However, I am not very familiar with restaurants in Shanghai.

I usually come to this restaurant, so I invited you.

Had dinner here.”

I was stunned.

Her consumption level was quite high when she usually came here.

But then I thought about it.

The man who drove her to her looked like he was worth a lot of money.

Isn’t it normal to bring her to a place like this?

When the steak came, I took a look and saw that there were still blood streaks on it.

I still knew this.

Many steaks are not cooked well, because then the meat will become old.

However, Luo Qiong on the opposite side shouted: "Why is it served before it's cooked?"

"Don't be embarrassed, kid.

The steak is half-rare.

You taste it first."

The fat man kicked him, and Luo Qiong smiled awkwardly.

This caused Shen Mengtian to cover her mouth for a while.

Then there was boring chatting, and I immersed myself in eating.

It was really hard to use the knife and fork.

"By the way, how are you and what are you busy with these days?"

Shen Mengtian suddenly asked me.

I felt a little startled in my heart.

I raised my head and saw the bright eyes shining under the dusk light, and the face that was slightly drunk after drinking red wine.

It would be a lie to say that it was not good-looking, and it would be a lie to say that it was not attractive.

Who could not fall in love with a beautiful woman.

He shook his head and said: "Busy some small business.

By the way, how can you afford to eat in a place like this?"

Shen Mengtian hesitated for a moment and was about to speak when suddenly there was applause from all around.

I turned around and saw the lights all around dimmed and a spotlight fell on the stage.

Under the dazzling beam, a man in black The beautiful woman in a long skirt walked out slowly, wearing a European-style floral hat.

A black gauze fell down, covering her face, but she could still see her breathtakingly beautiful face.

In front of the microphone, she opened her mouth and sang softly.

She sang Teresa Teng's "Airport" and swayed gently on the stage with graceful dance steps.

Like a butterfly still flapping its wings in the wind and rain.

The entire restaurant fell silent, and almost everyone's eyes fell on her.

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Every lyric is full of emotion.

There are no dazzling lights, but just a simple following spotlight.

Under the heavy rain, the black butterfly flew alone.

Under the light, the long black dress sang alone.

In fact, I haven't seen her many times, but I always have the illusion that she is different every time I see her.

Sometimes lively, sometimes cold, sometimes as close as the sister next door, sometimes as far away as the stars in the sky.

However, no matter who she is, she makes me excited "Rain Butterfly" I said softly and unconsciously took a few steps forward, but was grabbed by the fat man.

Only then did he wake up.

When the song ended, the audience applauded, and countless people rushed to the stage holding flowers.

Yudie bowed slightly, but did not pick up any bouquets.

She turned around and walked towards the audience.

But at this moment, someone in the audience suddenly jumped onto the stage and shouted: "Hey, don't just leave like this, let's sing another song."

"I'm sorry, guest, but Miss Yudie sings one song every day.

If you like it, come back tomorrow."

The waiter next to him hurriedly stepped forward to persuade, but was pushed away by this person.

He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Yudie's arm, shouting: "Don't leave, I have plenty of money.

I can buy you a song for 100 yuan." , One thousand yuan will buy you a night, and ten thousand yuan will buy you a week, are you willing to do so, haha" "This guest, please don't do this.

It will make things difficult for us."

The waiter tried his best to persuade but was pulled away by several men brought by this person.

Yudie turned his head and showed an uncomfortable expression, trying to push the drunken man away, but there was no way a woman was stronger than a man.

"Haha, don't pretend.

Don't you just need money to sing here?

I will give you money and you sleep with me.

How fair."

The man shouted, stretched out his hand and grabbed Yudie's chin.

At this moment, the inexplicable fire in my heart suddenly started to burn.

I rushed to the stage, grabbed the man's collar, and then pointed at his I kicked him hard in the waist.

The man screamed in pain, but I pulled him down to the ground.

"Fuck you, who is it?"

the man shouted.

Several men surrounded me.

I raised my head, with coldness in my eyes, and suddenly pulled out the Tushan knife and struck it with a slash.

The tip of the knife hit the side of the man's face, making him scream in fright.

Fatty and Luo Qiong ran up from behind.

The smile on Fatty's face disappeared.

He took out his shotgun and shouted: "Who the hell dares to move?

Give it a try."

When everyone at the scene saw the fat man pulling out a gun, their faces changed with fear

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