My Corpse is Bohemian

At 7 o’clock in the evening, Anbu finished work, went home, took a bath, and made a soup—in addition to vegetables and fruits, the nutritious soup that nourishes blood and qi can also increase a certain amount of vitality. Went out again energetic.

For a corpse that spends at least 20 hours of existence 24 hours a day, rich activities are essential. She used to work during the day, and planned to go to the bar at night.

Surging Bar is located in the entertainment street in the city center. It is not large in scale, but has a distinctive design style. When Anbu came to this city a year ago, the first bar he visited was "Surge", and he had a good relationship with the bar owner.

"Fuck, Bubu, have you changed your look again?" A young man with dyed blue hair pointed at Anbu who came out of the lounge, and shouted with horror on his face.

The long-haired young man on his right said with a smile: "Every time I see Bubu's style, I feel that my aesthetics are not enough."

The other three also deeply agreed, and all looked at An Bu in disbelief.

At this time, An Bu was wearing a white vest with a black jacket on the upper body, a pair of denim shorts and a wide belt inlaid with sparkling beads, with beautiful breasts, slender waist and long legs, **** and handsome.

But that's not the point, the point is the makeup on her face, dark purple eyeshadow, orange-red lipstick, a blue rose pattern next to her right eye, and several golden vines intertwined, covering half of her face. The color matching is extremely hot, and it has a strange impact. If you suddenly saw such a face in the dead of night, you would be scared to pee.

In fact, this kind of makeup was not intentional by An Bu, but because of her abnormal vision, she couldn't distinguish the colors at all. There was only a contrast between black and white and gray. Everyone in her eyes was gray skin, except for black people.

The five people standing in front of An Bu are members of the surging band. They perform three times a week. An Bu occasionally performs with them on stage, but they are neither the lead singer, nor the guitarist or keyboard player, but the drummer.

Female drummers are relatively rare, because drummers have high physical requirements, and women's strength is inherently inferior to that of men. It is no problem to perform in a short time, but it is more difficult to persist for two or three hours.

The strength value of Anbu depends on the level of qi, and the more intense the exercise, the more conducive to the exertion of strength. As long as she replenishes nutrients in time to ensure that she will not fall into a state of starvation, she can continuously crit for a century.

"Okay, don't make trouble, get ready to go on stage." The lead singer Varus greeted and walked towards the stage with a few people.

Around 10 pm, it is when the nightlife just begins. An Bu followed the band members onto the stage, the gothic smoky face, under the colored lights, looked particularly ghostly. Although her position is not conspicuous, the glitter on her face still makes her attract everyone's attention at the first time, impacting the aesthetics of most people.

However, in such an environment of drunken money fans and crowds of demons, no one will feel strange about any non-mainstream existence. At most, they will send a boo of kindness, not to mention that some people are originally non-mainstream with abnormal aesthetics.

The lead singer, Varus, greeted everyone skillfully, used witty language to drive the atmosphere of the scene, and then made a gesture to start a world-renowned performance in the midst of shouting.

An Bu stood in front of the drum set, in line with the rhythm of the music, waving his arms crossed, tapping the drum surface freely and drippingly, his whole body was exerting force, every stroke was just right, and the movements were gorgeous and very ornamental.

Everyone who was still complaining about that face before was activated by the rhythm of the drums and threw themselves into the carnival recklessly.

When the song was about to end, the lead singer’s singing suddenly stopped, and other soundtracks also stopped at the same time. In the short blank, only a series of drum sounds were intensively vented, such as violent wind and rain, lightning and thunder, and two slender arms, showing Extremely superb skills, detonated the audience in an instant. As the atmosphere soared, An Bu also gained a lot of anger.

"Ah, ah." A sound screaming, everyone boil again. "

"Ahhh, Varus, I love you! Yaoyao, you are so handsome!"

"Yaoyao, give it another shot!"

"Yao Yao" is An Bu Zai's nickname for the band. Although she did not perform many times, her bewitching makeup and cool skills made everyone impressed by her.

After a performance, An Bu walked off the stage and replaced the original drummer of the band. The second song started soon, but everyone always felt that something was missing, and it seemed that it didn't have the same passionate impact as before...

"Bubu, here, the fruit wine specially prepared for you, a pink skirt." The bar owner Leo pushed a glass of fruit wine on the bar to An Bu.

"Thank you." An Bu still had that coquettish **** face, picked up the wine glass and tasted the fruit wine calmly. She can only drink fruit wine below 18 degrees, and she can't overdo it, otherwise it will reduce her anger value. In fact, any drink in her mouth is the same as boiled water, it has no taste, and it is just a sentiment.

"Bubu, really don't think about joining the band?" Leo laughed, "With your skills, if you debut in the future, you will definitely be popular."

An Bu leaned on the bar, his fingers slowly passed the edge of the cup, and said lazily, "If I wanted to make my debut, I would have made my debut long ago."

Participating in popular careers is one of the quickest ways to increase anger value. The popularity of the entertainment industry is self-evident, but Anbu must not become a star. To be precise, he cannot become any public figure who needs to show his face. She will not grow old. It is normal for a person to remain youthful for ten years, but there is no change in twenty or thirty years, so it is too suspicious.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, An Bu could only reluctantly give up the Star Road, and gain popularity in a low-key and gorgeous manner.

"Oh, it's a pity." Leo sighed in a false way.

While the two of them were talking, a group of menacing plainclothes police officers suddenly burst into the bar. The first one showed their credentials and shouted, "The police are checking in, everyone is quiet, standing there and waiting for the random check."

In a crowded place like a bar, there are often people buying, selling or taking drugs, so the police will conduct raids every once in a while.

An Bu has no problem with the inspection, provided she is not present.

Seeing An Bu's tangled face, Leo couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "You shouldn't..."

"No, it's just that it's not convenient for me to be tested." The toxicity is not bad, but it's terrible when nothing is found.

Leo didn't ask, and pointed to the back of the bar: "There is a safe passage over there. Take advantage of the current chaos, you should go quickly."

"Thanks." An Bu suddenly pulled Leo's bow tie, kissed him on the face, and quickly walked into the passage behind the bar.

"This guy, is it really okay to be sultry casually?" Leo underestimated in a low voice, but his eyes were full of smiles. If he were ten years younger, he would definitely not let this monster go.

The Surging Bar has two safe passages, one open line and one dark line. Anbu walks through the dark line without being blocked by the police.

It was just after 11 o'clock when he left the bar, and for Anbu, he still had at least 4 hours of activity time.

As she strolled down the street, she wondered if she should go back for a run?

At this moment, the phone suddenly wanted to come, and the caller was Xin Yan.

Strange, didn't she pick up her boyfriend today? This time is not at home or hotel and showing affection with her boyfriend, what are you calling her for?

An Bu picked up the phone, and just after feeding, he heard an unfamiliar voice on the opposite side: "Hello, I'm the owner of Yuanyuan Convenience Store, the owner of this mobile phone is drunk in my store, no Do you know you can come and pick her up?"

"Convenience store?" An Bu thought he heard it wrong, "She was drinking in your convenience store? Still drunk?"

"Yes." The owner's voice sounded aggrieved, "I hope you will come over as soon as possible."

"Okay, please send me the address."

Fifteen minutes later, An Bu rushed to the Yuanyuan convenience store and saw Xin Yan drunkenly lying under the table, holding the legs of the stool with both hands, crying heart-to-heart. Beside her, there were a few empty wine bottles scattered here and there, and there was a pool of suspicious vomit on the ground, exuding a pungent smell that could trigger evil thoughts in humans.

Not far away, a simple and honest-looking middle-aged man looked at this side bitterly. Seeing Anjin coming, not only did he not relax, but he became even more nervous. The reason is very simple. An Bu hasn't had time to remove his makeup yet. He looks like a bad girl in his dark and dark style, and she's still a bad girl in the late stage of middle school.

"You...you're the girl who spoke to me just now?" the shopkeeper asked uncertainly.

"Yes." Seeing the shopkeeper's strange expression, An Bu thought he understood his feelings very well. A good convenience store is occupied by a drunkard, so that other customers dare not come in, and no one will be happy. However, in fact, he was frightened by An Bu's dehumanizing makeup.

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble." An Bu apologized to the shop owner while helping Xin Yan up. Xin Yan is also really a genius, she actually got drunk at the convenience store! It would be kind of people not to call the police.

"It's alright, you just take the person away." The owner is a good person, and sincerely persuaded, "The little girl is young, what can't you think about."

"You're right, I'll have a good talk with her later." Anbu paused and took out a hundred yuan from his pocket, "This is a small compensation, I hope it doesn't cause you too much loss."

"No, no, let's go, go back to rest early." The owner waved his hand quickly.

An Bu didn't say much, put down the money, and helped Xin Yan out of the convenience store.