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清湮才上台，就看见离舞台最近的一桌独自坐着一个人。她居高临下的呆望着他。
                                                                                                                                                                中勤抬起头，见她目不转睛的看着自己，连忙举起桌上的酒杯一笑，然后将杯中黄澄澄的液体一口喝光，再对着她摇摇手中的空酒杯微笑。清湮动也不动。
                                                                                                                                                                此时她满脑子想着，他在干嘛？她心里有些讨厌他，没事情店里多了一个这么好色的老男人，还要跳舞给他看，一想起来她就不爽。「跳啊！怎么还不跳？」台下已有客人忍不住开口。
                                                                                                                                                                「怎么只管站在台上不跳？」有人拿着烟灰缸敲着桌面抗议。一道道嘘声响彻店内，有的人还爬上了桌面叫嚣。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                站在桌面上的年轻男子大声叫道：「喂，小辣妹，你是忘了该怎么跳了是不是？那哥哥我……就来教你怎么跳。」他当真在桌上就这么摇起来。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                清湮看着他，又将目光调到台下，正好与中勤的眼神相对，他没有向她表示什么，只是又冲着她邪佞一笑。可恶！死男人，他又在笑什么？「喂！小辣妹，如果不会跳你就下来呀！还站在台上发什么呆，换我来跳给你看吧！」年轻男子就站在她的正前方桌面上大声喊着。
                                                                                                                                                                清湮看见中勤对她露出不知是什么意味的笑容，惹火了她。「敢这么嚣张说我不会跳？」清湮禁不起别人这样一激，快动作的将身上的小外套一脱，顺手将它丢到了中勤的脸上。
                                                                                                                                                                中勤取下了外套将它放在鼻子前嗅闻，又故意深

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