On the stage ahead, the guitar starts, the bass follows, and the drums slowly join in. The music gradually stirred, and the tone became higher and higher, becoming low and passionate.

But, as far as he is concerned, the song is just like that, nothing special. It's not unusual, but it's not much better. It is also worth commenting on the basic skills of the male lead singer.

Soon, a song was sung.

The crowd below began to cry out, "Napoleon, Napoleon, Napoleon!"

The wax man also stood up, shouted twice, and then began to show again, "It's half past eight, and the next is the concert of Napoleon's band." I've heard that their band got a really good song, and it said it cost 100,000 bucks!"

100,000 dollars for a song?

When the others heard this, they couldn't help but be speechless. A song is only 100 words, and a word is 1,000 yuan!

Only Li Yuzhi glanced at his boyfriend with strange eyes, all of them, do you want to show your worth and surprise their eyes?

But he is now the master of the cold male god who is in control of the body, and he looks like he is sitting upright and not approaching. Sipping on a sip of soda, he looked at the front stage. Completely ignore the ridicule of his own goddess.

The Napoleonic band began to appear, with a total of seven instrumentalists and vocalists. Two of them looked familiar.

"My God, it's actually Zheng Wenjun, Zheng Dashen, and Xie Ningyuan, Xie Dashen! Are the two of them going on stage tonight? That's really a blessing!" The wax man also saw the people on the stage clearly, and suddenly made a fuss. While shouting loudly, he turned his head to look at him and Li Yuzhi, wanting to see how the two of them reacted.

However, to his disappointment, both of them were unusually calm, and the expressions on their faces did not rise or fall in the slightest. It seems that I don't know these two big guys at all!

Two turtles!

Not only him, but even Zhu Lin and the flat-headed man and the two girls were also very excited.

Moreover, almost all the other people in the bar were boiling, full of shouts one after another, "Zheng Wenjun!"

"Xie Ningyuan!

"Qu Fang! Qu Fang!"

At this moment, only the two of them seemed to be very calm in the entire bar, which was in stark contrast to the others.

Li Yuzhi couldn't help but slant at her boyfriend, and she was a product of your cheap little prince series. Come on, I'm not afraid of too many two, I'm afraid of two forcing to get together!

"Hey, buddy, looking at you like this, you must not know these two music greats! If you have the chance, let me introduce you to you? I think I played with the two of them at the beginning!"

Zhu Lin was very speechless when he saw him looking like a complacent villain, don't you look at other people's clothes, is that what ordinary people can wear?

Feng Dashuai Bi didn't look at him with his eyes, and looked at the front stage without squinting. Completely blatantly ignoring him.

Xie Ningyuan and another unfamiliar guitarist took their heads, and directly came to show off their skills, which instantly exploded the entire bar. Immediately there was a burst of ghosts crying and wolf howling.

And that strange guitarist, although not as far as Xie Ning, is not far behind, and can barely keep up with his rhythm.

It seems that in this small bar, there is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

After the drum beat cuts in, the male lead singer also opens his voice. It has been ranked first on the hot song chart for ten consecutive weeks (flying away), and his somewhat hoarse voice makes this song sound with a unique charm and a feeling of a prodigal son at the end of the world.

This is one of his favorite songs, and at this moment, I can't help but listen to it, and my fingers gently follow the beat.

Not only him, but everyone else in the bar echoed him, and his voice began to gradually unify, and the sound became higher and higher. This song has broken the music record, and it's hard to sing it.

That is one of the two evils in the music world, Tingtao's work. I think that at the beginning, I trampled all the gods under my feet, and the limelight was unmatched for a while.

After a while, the singing gradually stopped.

When the four of them came in, the bar was almost full. But now there are still people pouring in, shuttling around looking for empty tables.

Moreover, when many people passed by them, they would say hello to the waxed man and call him "Brother An." ”

This made the wax man even more proud, and kept bragging about what he had seen. Sometimes he would squeeze Zhu Lin a few words, choking him so much that he couldn't get off the stage, so as to increase his sense of existence, like a big peacock with the screen open. Even, from time to time, he glanced at Li Yuzhi from the corner of his eye.

And the red-haired girl is also doing her best to be a standard fan girl, and she keeps praising the wax man.

Feng Dashuaibi has been silently sipping soda from beginning to end, listening to the song quietly.

Silence is a kind of maturity.

The rice is ripe and the ears are low, and the people are ripe and whispered. People who have gone through some difficult years are no longer ostentatious, their tone is gradually calmer, and their attitude is obviously kind, not because they have lost their sharpness, but because they are less arrogant and frivolous. Silence is a kind of burden-bearing strength, and less talk and more action is the most powerful practice.

Li Yuzhi whispered to Si Nan, looking very familiar and intimate, and Zhu Lin occasionally interjected. Several of them ignored the wax man's boasting.

This made Zhu Lin feel good about him, a very introverted rich boy!

The next song of the Napoleon band turned out to be another rock, well, a strange rock.

"Wow! This is a classic of the Napoleonic band (The Sun)! This song was an instant hit at the Mudi Music Festival, and it has spread all over the country ever since!" The wax man unexpectedly flaunted his knowledge again, with a smug smile on his face.

The rock song had a decent tempo and once again pushed the atmosphere in the bar to a climax, with many people standing up, their bodies swaying to the beat, and roaring one after another. Even the wax man and the little flat head are no exception.

Li Yuzhi also felt very good, and couldn't help but glance at his boyfriend, leaned into his ear, and asked angrily, "How do you feel, can this song still enter your wind god's ears?"

"Well, it's okay, I can barely listen!"

Oops hey!

Say you're fat and you're gasping!

Li Yuzhi saw his underbeaten look, his teeth itched with hatred, and he couldn't help but stretch out his foot and step on him twice.

The Napoleonic band sang three songs in a row before the break began, and the bar fell silent, and people whispered to each other.