The regular customer still gave Yang Jingxing some rest time, not to mention that she still had to ask about this song. Why has she never found an appropriate name? When will it be released?

Yang Jingxing said: "I wrote it for fun, and I'm not planning to release it."

The husband, a regular customer, sympathized: "There should be a market."

The regular customer asked: "Where are the photos?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I'm just going to sing here, the song I wrote for myself."

The regular customer chuckled: “Then let’s sing it again!”

Qi Qingnuo was positive: "I'll do it, he's still thinking about it."

Nian Qing was shocked: "Aren't you? I don't dare to listen!"

Qi Qingnuo ignored it and went to get the guitar.

Sister Ran assured: "Nono sings very well, much better than him."

Qi Qingnuo went to the Queen Mother and explained: "As requested, "A Photo" will be sung again. If you are tired of hearing it, you can raise your hands to object. The minority must obey the majority."

No one objected except Nian Qing plugging his ears.

After Qi Qingnuo started singing, Yang Jingxing looked at the two men sitting close to the stage. The one with the crew cut was the one who came with a woman last week and asked the waiter to tell Yang Jingxing to sing his piece.

Qi Qingnuo's singing was more relaxed and cheerful, not so gross, and should be above Nian Qing's bottom line, so she listened more carefully later.

After Qi Qingnuo finished singing, Yang Jingxing cheered and went to the side of the two men, bowed his head and said hello: "We meet again, have you been here often lately?"

The two people laughed and nodded.

Yang Jingxing looked at the crew cut man's jacket and asked, "Is the air conditioner cold?"

The man shook his head: "...it's okay, it's a little bit."

Yang Jingxing said: "Welcome to come often."

The other party nodded seriously.

Two unattractive men, Yang Jingxing took the initiative to speak, which surprised many people. After the three of them stood aside, Qi Qingnuo asked, "What did you say?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's like a recording."

Nian Qing gasped: "...That's the master's scene. How can we do it with only a few windbreakers?"

Qi Qingnuo didn't laugh, looked over there, his expression changed, and he stood up.

Yang Jingxing stopped him: "Forget it, there are many people, wait a minute."

Nian Qing also observed it and said more seriously: "You're not stealing the song, are you?"

Yang Jingxing laughed: "It's more likely to be secretly filming beautiful women, and it's not allowed."

Nian Qing snorted coldly.

Yang Jingxing said righteously: "Kang Youcheng is not here, I have the responsibility."

Qi Qingnuo gloated, but Nian Qing didn't appreciate it: "No need."

After a while, the two men stood up and prepared to leave. Yang Jingxing also took action: "Just wait for me."

Qi Qingnuo followed, and Yang Jingxing had no time to dissuade him.

The crew-cut man looked back when he walked out the door and met Yang Jingxing's eyes.

Yang Jingxing smiled.

After walking out the door, Qi Qingnuo spoke first: "Two friends, please wait a moment."

The two men stopped and turned around neatly. They were both in their mid-twenties, but when they were facing each other, it felt like the one with the advantage in height and appearance had the upper hand.

Yang Jingxing said: "Sorry, I apologize first. Did you record it?"

The two men looked at each other, looking speechless.

Qi Qingnuo continued: "We open the door for business, and everyone who comes is welcome. It doesn't matter even if it's recorded. It's a respectable bar. But one thing is, don't use it for commercial purposes." He looked serious.

The crew-cut man hesitated for a moment, then looked at his companion and nodded: "I recorded a little bit and listened to it myself...I saw it, and you guys have a lot of recordings."

Yang Jingxing looked at the other party's jacket and asked, "Can I have a look?"

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "Let's communicate."

The two men looked at each other again, hesitated for a moment, and the crew-cut man unzipped his jacket and twisted. His companion blushed and looked away.

There was a huge microphone strapped inside the jacket. The crew-cut man also took out something from the inner pocket and held it up in his palm. It was a portable digital recorder.

Yang Jingxing smiled: "With such a professional, he should be a peer." Both items were famous brands, with a total price of nearly ten thousand.

The crew-cut man shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, I'm not a musician!"

Qidawei and Nian Qing came out. Qidawei glanced at the two men and said calmly: "Delete the recording." It seemed that he understood the situation.

The crew-cut man hesitated awkwardly.

Qidawei was quite gentle: "What if something happens in the future and it's not good for you, how can you stay in the circle?"

Nian Qing echoed: "So many guests are all witnesses!"

The crew-cut man stressed aggrievedly: "I am definitely not a musician!"

Qidawei hehe: "Stop talking nonsense. There are so many people, so I have wronged you? Delete it, do me a favor, and I will treat you next time."

The crew member of the crew-cut man advised him: "Delete it..."

Yang Jingxing reached for the tape recorder: "Let me see if there is anything else?"

The flat-headed man shook his head: "No."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Then I'll clear it. Sorry, thank you. Fortunately, you are not a musician. This industry is hard and suspicious."

Qi Qingnuo smiled and confirmed that Yang Jingxing had deleted it.

After getting the equipment back, the two men quickly left.

Qi Qingnuo wondered: "Could it be Shengtian's?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "You don't think so highly of me."

Qi Dawei also said that a company as big as Shengtian would definitely not do such a despicable thing as stealing songs, and that the crew-cut man was probably selling songs to make a living.

Yang Jingxing said: "Everything I see is new and I am willing to spend money on it."

Qidawei reassured: "Be normal, don't think too much, and register the copyright if you are worried."

Qi Qingnuo disagreed: "My song!"

Qidawei was helpless: "It's yours, no one is taking it away."

Nian Qing was suspicious: "'It's Us' was stolen, are you not so nervous?"

The interest was not ruined. Later, Qi Qingnuo and Yang Jingxing sang two old songs. Nian Qing was also encouraged to reenact "I'm Looking forward to it", which seemed to receive more applause and cheers.

At ten o'clock, the three of them left. Although time passed, after seeing Nian Qing off, the car drove to the back of Building 7 again.

From thunder to fire, the passion and proficiency between the two increased again. But Qi Qingnuo also allowed his buttocks to be touched, but refused to touch his thighs. He was very determined when he moved Yang Jingxing's hand away. So when it came to

In the end, there was no real progress, except that Yang Jingxing's screams became more disgusting, and Qi Qingnuo was no longer frightened.

Yang Jingxing was done feeling happy, but Qi Qingnuo's passion hadn't dropped yet. After cleaning up, they kissed her passionately, focusing on releasing her passion on her lips and tongue.

After a few minutes, Qi Qingnuo seemed to be almost released. After finishing the exercise, she finally calmed down her breathing and returned to the state of an intellectual beauty. She looked at Yang Jingxing and chuckled: "It's quite interesting. It reminds me of the feeling of getting my first guitar."

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Yang Jingxing sighed: "You are much more talented in flying than playing guitar."

Qi Qingnuo giggled with joy: "Should women call Luo Jiutian a man's arrogance and masturbation..."

Yang Jingxing laughed: "I don't think I meant to shoot the plane."

Qi Qingnuo was a little curious again: "How do you feel? Your mind is blank?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yes, I didn't think about anything."

Qi Qingnuo asked: "What about sexual fantasies?"

Yang Jingxing laughed: "It's a real gun, no need to fantasize, just feel."

Qi Qingnuo reminded: "You can imagine me."

Yang Jingxing didn't understand: "It's something you can see and touch."

Qi Qingnuo was suspicious: "Don't you need a voice? Uh-huh."

Yang Jingxing regretted: "I forgot... my breasts are so full. They are so big." He reached out to touch them again.

Qi Qingnuo despised: "I don't have any knowledge, I'm not good enough."

Yang Jingxing touched his girlfriend's butt: "This belongs to Z."

Qi Qingnuo also responded, held it and asked, "Does this have a model number?"

Yang Jingxing was proud: "I said it was Z who added you, but you can't compare..."
To be continued...