那个歌手一边阻挡大汉的攻击,一遍喊道:“I didn't even talk to him! He came to see me himself! How's that my problem?(我都没跟他说过话!是他自己来看我的!怎么成我的问题了?)”
贺知白又仔细看了两眼,确定了自己心里的想法。
而后他走近舞台,那个大汉依旧揪着歌手的领子怒骂,贺知白左右环视一圈,问旁边一个看热闹的:“Why isn't the bar manager doing anything?(酒吧负责人怎么不管?)”
那人原本不想回他,转头看到他的脸,顿时来了兴致,一边说话一边往他身上蹭:“He's just here to hustle people for money. All talk—won't actually do anything. People are used to it by now. Just feel bad for Ryan.(他就是来讹钱的,嘴炮而已,不敢真做什么。大家已经见怪不怪了,就是可怜了Ryan。)”
贺知白向旁边撤了两步,没让他碰到自己:“Thanks.”
那人对他穷追不舍:“Come on, let's have a little fun together.(来嘛,我们一起快活一下嘛。)”