This dance hall has always been known for its cheapness, and its main customers are people living in the middle and lower living circles of this city, so at this moment, there are still relatively few girls who can use it.
Zhao Desan sat in the hidden seat in the back row and looked around smoking. From time to time, several aunt-level figures came to promote their bodies. The two rows of waves on their chest were like ripe melon skin wrapped in a stream of water, which could be pinched into any shape. If the melon skin was pinched, it could be drained out.
Zhao Desan really admires these aunt-level figures. The sales techniques of these mothers are simply applied to the extreme, and are more perfect than those wine salesmen. Once they get the right target, they will sit on their legs all of a sudden, and their uneasy hands go deeper along their pants, trying to stimulate your desires to let you consume. This is called impulse consumption in the market economy course learned by Zhao Desan University.
Unfortunately, Zhao Desan has countless women in his life, and each of them is beautiful beauties with good figures and appearances. These crooked melons and jujubes are not impulsive at all. When he looked closely, the women's faces seemed to be covered with white gray, and their eyes were dark, like skeletons, which made him unable to get excited, let alone impulsive consumption.
These women were wandering among men, selling several times, and rejecting several times, then they swung their skeleton's hand and left with a very realistic style.
Look again, near, a wandering artist who looks like Li Yong's hairstyle ran towards the deepest part of the aisle. People familiar with it know that his purpose is a cannon room. This is also the first time Zhao Desan has experienced the uniqueness of this dance hall. Within five minutes, Zhao Desan saw this "folk artist" returning from the running room with a load of loads and walked out with a satisfied expression on his face.
Zhao Desan looked at the folk artist, stunned for three seconds, and then laughed haha.
Next to Zhao Desan, he found another type of consumer composition in the dance hall. Sitting beside him was like a literary young man, with black-framed glasses, fair skin, dressed in a student.
At this moment, another aunt-level figure sat on the lap of the literary young man. During the Mingqu (a dance music played when the lights are on in the dance hall), Zhao Desan secretly looked carefully and said, "Oh my god!"
This "mother" was wearing a black dress, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and was over 1.7 meters tall. Her face looked like a papaya, her eyes were deep, and she looked like Sister Furong. When she was smiling, her two tiger teeth came out restlessly. It could be described as a heavy taste in three words.
The literary young man seemed to be unable to resist the commotion. After several teasings from this aunt, he finally couldn't resist the commotion and walked into the cannon room at the end of the aisle with the aunt one by one.
Similarly, it came out within five minutes.
The aunt spared no effort to promote herself to the friend dressed by a migrant worker next to the literary young man.
It was probably that the migrant worker brother was ready to go. Zhao Desan saw the aunt walking up and sitting on the gang's lap. The gang's hand was used to touch the aunt's papaya. Then the aunt got up, and the two looked at each other, so they understood it. They went straight to the cannon room one by one, grandma, it was so refreshing!
Seeing that this guy was straightforward in his work, Zhao Desan secretly admired him.
Zhao Desan briefly analyzed it and saw that these men entered the cannon room for no more than five minutes. Could it be that the men who came here were not capable of that?
After careful observation and research, he found that this is not the case, but found that in these matters, he also followed an economic principle and paid attention to buying things. He paid 50 yuan every time he was in a hair wash room, and bought a service of 50 yuan. He shot a service of 30 yuan every time in the gun room of this dance hall, and bought a service of 30 yuan. The service attitude and dedication of natural service personnel are very different.
These aunts naturally hope that the customers will pay the money and leave immediately. The maximum benefit is to pay the money directly and not leave, so the customers here naturally become fast gunners.
Zhao Desan also discovered that whenever the Ming song was played, there was always a short-haired, white-sleeved, dark-skinned girl running around in the crowd on the dance floor, no different from the Shadow Barbie in CSSNline. Zhao Desan guessed that this girl was running around because of the bad business. She didn't study to do this at a young age and didn't look good. Go home as soon as possible. This place is not suitable for you, grandma!
Zhao Desan thought for a few seconds, and the same short and thin young men ran towards her in panic, dazzled!
It’s really the uncertainty of the market economy.
Looking around, Zhao Desan got up and went to the toilet.
In the aisle to the toilet, a gentleman man was shouting at the phone: I'm busy, stop calling!Next to me is a girl with a Hexi accent calling: I am working now, and I can’t get through now.
After returning from the toilet, Zhao Desan found a back seat and sat down, and continued to wait for He Liping to arrive.
At this moment, many girls rushed to the back row from the entrance, as if Zhao Desan was the prey they discovered, and the characters were swapped.
Although Zhao Desan was here for the first time, after detailed observation and inquiry, he basically figured out the routine and was not panicked. When they walked up to him, they looked closely and saw that grandma was a girl with a bench face. She showed him her waves, and then asked Zhao Desan directly: Brother, are you talking?10 yuan.
Seeing her very old-fashioned and heard that she had just come to work, her mouth should be cleaner. Anyway, He Liping hadn't come yet, even if she didn't do it, she could just find a girl to talk and pass the time. Zhao Desan thought of this, so he took out two cigarettes, one of which he held in his mouth, and the other handed it to the girl with thick makeup to light the cigarettes for each other. With the time of playing the Ming song, Zhao Desan looked at the girl carefully. She looked at the girl. She looked pretty pretty and clean. She should have just entered the industry. She had just taken two puffs of cigarettes and chatted for a moment. After a while, the dark song rang out. As soon as the lights on the dance floor went out, nothing could be seen. Then he heard the girl say to him: Brother, let me blow it up, I will give you free!Just as Zhao Desan was hesitating, the girl had already squatted down to untie his belt. Originally, Zhao Desan had never thought of conducting live-fire exercises in this famous Huofeng Huáng dance hall, but was infected by the catalysis of the dance music and the surrounding moaning atmosphere. Before he knew it, his belt was opened by the girl, and he skillfully found the dick, took it out of his pants, and then he felt a humid, hot and warm feeling wrapped around him. Then the girl was "JīJīJī" that was fast and slow, and eating with relish.
I won’t talk about the details, that’s it.
The North Atlantic warm current rushed to the unfrozen port of Vladivostok, and it was over!
This is the first time Zhao Desan has experienced this special service in such a chaotic environment. That alternative feeling is really exciting and exciting. Although the girl said she would not charge money, Zhao Desan was still out of sympathy and knew that it was not easy to make money in such a cheap place. He took out a few tens of dollars and the transaction was over.
The cigarette butts on the ground were instantly extinguished by the girl's saliva and Jingye.
After a live-fire exercise, Zhao Desan began to suck the cigarette and looked around. He found that during this period of time, the business in the dance hall was extremely booming, and people were in and out from time to time, but the people on the dance floor were always full, bustling, and very lively.
At this time, Zhao Desan observed that among the abortions that came in, there was a very eye-catching sister, wearing a military green camouflage uniform, grandma's, special forces Ah!
Sure enough, several birds in clothes flocked to this girl.
Later, Zhao Desan discovered that the girl who was "Ji" for her was not rinsing her mouth, so she walked directly to the man in the back row. The man was probably the kind of person who was cut into the basket and was the kind of person who was vegetables. At the beginning of the secret song, the girl's head was up and down, grandma. Fortunately, I was the first person to be served tonight!
Zhao Desan not only thought about it by chance, but it seemed that this place should not be messed up. Grandma's, it's too dirty.
Just when he was secretly lucky, an aunt-level figure with yellow hair came to sell again. He started to be gentle, and then his voice was hoarse, like a shemale from Thailand. Zhao Desan was so scared that he had goosebumps all over his body. He thought to himself that this aunt would ask for money for me, but I wouldn't even do it!
In this smoky place, Zhao Desan not only experienced some things that he could not enjoy under normal living conditions, but also saw the ugliness of human nature.
Here, you can fully feel the self-esteem of being a man. You can buy the self-esteem that you cannot get for 10 yuan, and you must also learn the art of rejection.
For example, if the waiter uses words to convince you to consume, you can’t say no, you have to say it for a while before you consume it, or you have already consumed it, so that everyone can give each other face.
An old woman walked towards the cannon room, probably over forty years old, dressed in a chick, walked up to Zhao Desan's ear and said: Can you play?B is tight and has a good breast.The language is straightforward and direct without any modification.
Depend on!Isn’t I panic and hungry?He had been slandered once just now, and he realized that the environment here was very poor, so he might win the bid by messing around, so Zhao Desan refused decisively. Unexpectedly, when the chick saw that she was rejected, she actually threw a more ruthless sentence: If you don’t play with little B, just wait to play with old B!
Depend on!
Your grandma's!
No wonder you, a bitch, have become a cheap product worth ten yuan per shot. With your service attitude, it is worth the little money!
Grandma's!
After being humiliated by this woman, Zhao Desan cursed in his heart unwillingly.
The dance music is bright and dark, and I can’t count how many times it cycles. I don’t know when there was a woman in the two rows outside the dance floor, with a medium figure, a devilish figure, a short butterfly skirt, fair skin, and no makeup on it. This is what Zhao Desan’s way.
Just as Zhao Desan was watching the girl with a devilish angel face dancing alone to the dance floor, while a group of beasts were staring around him waiting for the dark song to sound, suddenly, Zhao Desan was patted on the shoulder. Zhao Desan was startled and turned his head to see a brightly dressed figure standing beside him, looking up little by little along his long and beautiful legs. He realized that the woman standing next to him was nothing but He Liping who asked him to come here.
Zhao Desan sat in the hidden seat in the back row and looked around smoking. From time to time, several aunt-level figures came to promote their bodies. The two rows of waves on their chest were like ripe melon skin wrapped in a stream of water, which could be pinched into any shape. If the melon skin was pinched, it could be drained out.
Zhao Desan really admires these aunt-level figures. The sales techniques of these mothers are simply applied to the extreme, and are more perfect than those wine salesmen. Once they get the right target, they will sit on their legs all of a sudden, and their uneasy hands go deeper along their pants, trying to stimulate your desires to let you consume. This is called impulse consumption in the market economy course learned by Zhao Desan University.
Unfortunately, Zhao Desan has countless women in his life, and each of them is beautiful beauties with good figures and appearances. These crooked melons and jujubes are not impulsive at all. When he looked closely, the women's faces seemed to be covered with white gray, and their eyes were dark, like skeletons, which made him unable to get excited, let alone impulsive consumption.
These women were wandering among men, selling several times, and rejecting several times, then they swung their skeleton's hand and left with a very realistic style.
Look again, near, a wandering artist who looks like Li Yong's hairstyle ran towards the deepest part of the aisle. People familiar with it know that his purpose is a cannon room. This is also the first time Zhao Desan has experienced the uniqueness of this dance hall. Within five minutes, Zhao Desan saw this "folk artist" returning from the running room with a load of loads and walked out with a satisfied expression on his face.
Zhao Desan looked at the folk artist, stunned for three seconds, and then laughed haha.
Next to Zhao Desan, he found another type of consumer composition in the dance hall. Sitting beside him was like a literary young man, with black-framed glasses, fair skin, dressed in a student.
At this moment, another aunt-level figure sat on the lap of the literary young man. During the Mingqu (a dance music played when the lights are on in the dance hall), Zhao Desan secretly looked carefully and said, "Oh my god!"
This "mother" was wearing a black dress, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and was over 1.7 meters tall. Her face looked like a papaya, her eyes were deep, and she looked like Sister Furong. When she was smiling, her two tiger teeth came out restlessly. It could be described as a heavy taste in three words.
The literary young man seemed to be unable to resist the commotion. After several teasings from this aunt, he finally couldn't resist the commotion and walked into the cannon room at the end of the aisle with the aunt one by one.
Similarly, it came out within five minutes.
The aunt spared no effort to promote herself to the friend dressed by a migrant worker next to the literary young man.
It was probably that the migrant worker brother was ready to go. Zhao Desan saw the aunt walking up and sitting on the gang's lap. The gang's hand was used to touch the aunt's papaya. Then the aunt got up, and the two looked at each other, so they understood it. They went straight to the cannon room one by one, grandma, it was so refreshing!
Seeing that this guy was straightforward in his work, Zhao Desan secretly admired him.
Zhao Desan briefly analyzed it and saw that these men entered the cannon room for no more than five minutes. Could it be that the men who came here were not capable of that?
After careful observation and research, he found that this is not the case, but found that in these matters, he also followed an economic principle and paid attention to buying things. He paid 50 yuan every time he was in a hair wash room, and bought a service of 50 yuan. He shot a service of 30 yuan every time in the gun room of this dance hall, and bought a service of 30 yuan. The service attitude and dedication of natural service personnel are very different.
These aunts naturally hope that the customers will pay the money and leave immediately. The maximum benefit is to pay the money directly and not leave, so the customers here naturally become fast gunners.
Zhao Desan also discovered that whenever the Ming song was played, there was always a short-haired, white-sleeved, dark-skinned girl running around in the crowd on the dance floor, no different from the Shadow Barbie in CSSNline. Zhao Desan guessed that this girl was running around because of the bad business. She didn't study to do this at a young age and didn't look good. Go home as soon as possible. This place is not suitable for you, grandma!
Zhao Desan thought for a few seconds, and the same short and thin young men ran towards her in panic, dazzled!
It’s really the uncertainty of the market economy.
Looking around, Zhao Desan got up and went to the toilet.
In the aisle to the toilet, a gentleman man was shouting at the phone: I'm busy, stop calling!Next to me is a girl with a Hexi accent calling: I am working now, and I can’t get through now.
After returning from the toilet, Zhao Desan found a back seat and sat down, and continued to wait for He Liping to arrive.
At this moment, many girls rushed to the back row from the entrance, as if Zhao Desan was the prey they discovered, and the characters were swapped.
Although Zhao Desan was here for the first time, after detailed observation and inquiry, he basically figured out the routine and was not panicked. When they walked up to him, they looked closely and saw that grandma was a girl with a bench face. She showed him her waves, and then asked Zhao Desan directly: Brother, are you talking?10 yuan.
Seeing her very old-fashioned and heard that she had just come to work, her mouth should be cleaner. Anyway, He Liping hadn't come yet, even if she didn't do it, she could just find a girl to talk and pass the time. Zhao Desan thought of this, so he took out two cigarettes, one of which he held in his mouth, and the other handed it to the girl with thick makeup to light the cigarettes for each other. With the time of playing the Ming song, Zhao Desan looked at the girl carefully. She looked at the girl. She looked pretty pretty and clean. She should have just entered the industry. She had just taken two puffs of cigarettes and chatted for a moment. After a while, the dark song rang out. As soon as the lights on the dance floor went out, nothing could be seen. Then he heard the girl say to him: Brother, let me blow it up, I will give you free!Just as Zhao Desan was hesitating, the girl had already squatted down to untie his belt. Originally, Zhao Desan had never thought of conducting live-fire exercises in this famous Huofeng Huáng dance hall, but was infected by the catalysis of the dance music and the surrounding moaning atmosphere. Before he knew it, his belt was opened by the girl, and he skillfully found the dick, took it out of his pants, and then he felt a humid, hot and warm feeling wrapped around him. Then the girl was "JīJīJī" that was fast and slow, and eating with relish.
I won’t talk about the details, that’s it.
The North Atlantic warm current rushed to the unfrozen port of Vladivostok, and it was over!
This is the first time Zhao Desan has experienced this special service in such a chaotic environment. That alternative feeling is really exciting and exciting. Although the girl said she would not charge money, Zhao Desan was still out of sympathy and knew that it was not easy to make money in such a cheap place. He took out a few tens of dollars and the transaction was over.
The cigarette butts on the ground were instantly extinguished by the girl's saliva and Jingye.
After a live-fire exercise, Zhao Desan began to suck the cigarette and looked around. He found that during this period of time, the business in the dance hall was extremely booming, and people were in and out from time to time, but the people on the dance floor were always full, bustling, and very lively.
At this time, Zhao Desan observed that among the abortions that came in, there was a very eye-catching sister, wearing a military green camouflage uniform, grandma's, special forces Ah!
Sure enough, several birds in clothes flocked to this girl.
Later, Zhao Desan discovered that the girl who was "Ji" for her was not rinsing her mouth, so she walked directly to the man in the back row. The man was probably the kind of person who was cut into the basket and was the kind of person who was vegetables. At the beginning of the secret song, the girl's head was up and down, grandma. Fortunately, I was the first person to be served tonight!
Zhao Desan not only thought about it by chance, but it seemed that this place should not be messed up. Grandma's, it's too dirty.
Just when he was secretly lucky, an aunt-level figure with yellow hair came to sell again. He started to be gentle, and then his voice was hoarse, like a shemale from Thailand. Zhao Desan was so scared that he had goosebumps all over his body. He thought to himself that this aunt would ask for money for me, but I wouldn't even do it!
In this smoky place, Zhao Desan not only experienced some things that he could not enjoy under normal living conditions, but also saw the ugliness of human nature.
Here, you can fully feel the self-esteem of being a man. You can buy the self-esteem that you cannot get for 10 yuan, and you must also learn the art of rejection.
For example, if the waiter uses words to convince you to consume, you can’t say no, you have to say it for a while before you consume it, or you have already consumed it, so that everyone can give each other face.
An old woman walked towards the cannon room, probably over forty years old, dressed in a chick, walked up to Zhao Desan's ear and said: Can you play?B is tight and has a good breast.The language is straightforward and direct without any modification.
Depend on!Isn’t I panic and hungry?He had been slandered once just now, and he realized that the environment here was very poor, so he might win the bid by messing around, so Zhao Desan refused decisively. Unexpectedly, when the chick saw that she was rejected, she actually threw a more ruthless sentence: If you don’t play with little B, just wait to play with old B!
Depend on!
Your grandma's!
No wonder you, a bitch, have become a cheap product worth ten yuan per shot. With your service attitude, it is worth the little money!
Grandma's!
After being humiliated by this woman, Zhao Desan cursed in his heart unwillingly.
The dance music is bright and dark, and I can’t count how many times it cycles. I don’t know when there was a woman in the two rows outside the dance floor, with a medium figure, a devilish figure, a short butterfly skirt, fair skin, and no makeup on it. This is what Zhao Desan’s way.
Just as Zhao Desan was watching the girl with a devilish angel face dancing alone to the dance floor, while a group of beasts were staring around him waiting for the dark song to sound, suddenly, Zhao Desan was patted on the shoulder. Zhao Desan was startled and turned his head to see a brightly dressed figure standing beside him, looking up little by little along his long and beautiful legs. He realized that the woman standing next to him was nothing but He Liping who asked him to come here.