Chapter 20: Late-night negotiations
Peng Yuchang couldn't bear it anymore, so he ran to Wei Baichen's side and snatched the microphone.
However.
Wei Baichen sang high, unaffected, and insisted on singing:
"Who snatched my microphone
Never mind
I still have my throat
Who flattened me has no audience
I myself was the first to be moved."
............
Move?
To be honest, he was the only one who was moved, and the rest of the people were laughing, oh no, and Ma Qingyang.
Suddenly, Mr. Ma saw a passion for music from Dabai, which was very similar to his own.
He, who is also a soul singer, took the lead in applauding: "Young people really have ideas and their own understanding of the tune, and the adaptation is good!"
Everyone applauded, but more of a happy and relieved man: this kid has finally finished singing!
Only Wei Baichen was stunned, adapted?
Seeing that he was stunned, Huang Lei got up from the pink pig and came over to pat Wei Baichen on the shoulder: "Da Bai, you sing well, well, it's very suitable for variety shows, hahaha." β
Everyone understood in seconds, and immediately laughed, this kid's singing voice is really magical.
He Jiong also ran to tease him: "Dabai, it's a good thing to love singing, but this song is too difficult for you, you can start with a simple singing, such as "Counting Duck Song", hahahaha." β
Upon hearing this, Peng Peng laughed loudly, and his sister was also snickering.
Wei Baichen said embarrassedly: "Ah, it's really so ugly, I thought it was just not good, but I didn't expect itββ"
Peng Peng came over and put his arm on his shoulder, and said with a grin: "Hehe, Dabai, when the show is broadcast, I suggest you listen to it yourself." By the way, remember to turn down the voice. β
"Hahahaha......"
Everyone laughed.
There is a kind of person who sings, and everyone may not be happy if he sings well, but if he sings badly, everyone must be happy.
Obviously, Wei Baichen and Ma Qingyang both belong to this category.
Wei Baichen still didn't give up, and asked Zhang Zifeng in a low voice: "Sister, I sang it...... Is it really that ugly?"
Zhang Zifeng was stunned, tilted his head and thought for a long time, and said, "Eh...... That one...... Big White Brother ...... Your coat looks good!"
After speaking, she ran away and hid behind Gu Tianluo, not daring to look into his eyes.
Is my coat very good-looking?
That's not right!
I'm asking for the evaluation of my singing, why do you mention your coat?
"Alright, alright, let's continue singing, sister, do you want to sing?"
He Jiong stopped at the right time, caring for Dabai's confidence in his singing career.
Zhang Zifeng shrank his face under the collar, only half of his head was exposed, and shook his head shyly.
"My sister just loves to be shy, in fact, she sings very well, and her voice is very clean. Here's one, sister. Huang Lei encouraged like an old father.
"Sister, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you, I'll accompany you whatever you sing. He Jiong said warmly.
"Uh...... Then I'll sing a soda green "Little Love Song", but I can't sing it well......"
Zhang Zifeng said a few words modestly, then took the microphone and sang seriously.
The first few sentences are a little unnatural, but the more you sing them later, the better they are, and the sound is clear, like a mountain spring infiltrating the soul, which makes people feel comfortable and happy.
As soon as she finished singing, everyone applauded desperately and applauded loudly.
Huang Lei hit Wei Baichen again, and smiled at Zhang Zifeng: "Sister, you are so dishonest, you look at Dabai, if you say that you can't sing well, you really can't sing well, hahaha." β
The crowd laughed again.
Of course, Wei Baichen was not angry at all, he knew that Huang Lei liked to make fun of himself, which meant that he really liked himself.
He Jiong relieved the siege and said: "I'm a little hungry, Mr. Huang, there is still food in the kitchen." β
Not to mention, as soon as they heard Teacher He's words, several people's stomachs cried out in cooperation, and even Zhang Zifeng touched his stomach silently.
"It's gone, there are some bacon, salted duck eggs or something left, the refrigerator at home is broken, and I don't dare to buy too much to eat. For dinner, I ate cleanly, and there was nothing left. β
Huang Lei shook his head helplessly, and at the end, he glanced at Peng Peng.
Peng Peng smirked and tilted his head in embarrassment.
"Or, let's go to the kebab stand in the village and buy some skewers or something. β
"Teacher He, your idea is good, but we don't have any money, and there are only 16 yuan left in the fund, which is not enough for Peng Peng to eat alone. β
"Hey, friends, we have the richest man worth hundreds of billions here, and we don't have the money to buy skewers! β
Ma Qingyang listened to He Jiong's suggestion and ran to discuss with the director team, but the result was in vain, and the director team had two big words "indifference" on their faces, even if the other party was the richest man.
When He Jiong saw it, he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Teacher Ma, at this moment, are you still interested in money?" β
Ma Qingyang deliberately joked: "Teacher He, when I mention money, I remember, how much does it cost to run a variety show?"
"It's not much, it's not a fraction of your net worth. He Jiong smiled.
"Hey, hey, the director team, I said you all heard it, right? Hurry up and pay for it, be careful that Mr. Ma buys the show and opens you all!"
Huang Lei arranged flowers in his trouser pocket, threatening the director team angrily.
Apathy, still indifference.
The director refused to give money and demanded that turnips or other labor be exchanged.
"Hey, I said you have a little conscience, where are you going to pull turnips in the middle of the night? Hurry up and pay for it, the children are waiting to eat the skewers!"
The indifference is still there, and the director team is indifferent.
Huang Lei paced back and forth, bargaining with the director team, and spitting freely.
"Teacher Huang, let's not talk about it, let's get started, give!"
Wei Baichen respectfully handed over a slipper.
Huang Lei saw that Wei Baichen had shoes on one foot and no shoes on the other, so he secretly laughed: "Da Bai, you learn this routine very quickly! Director, don't blame me! Hey, go you!"
Shoes fly far and money is given quickly.
The large bill of one hundred yuan was successfully handed over to Huang Lei.
"Who's going to make the hard run?"
Huang Lei held the money and shouted to Peng Peng.
"I'll do it. Wei Baichen, who had just picked up his slippers, raised his hand and said.
At this time, Ma Qingyang said calmly: "My assistant Xiao Lu just went to help me get clothes, let him buy some by the way and bring them over, and we will transfer the money to him." I'll give him a call. β
Since this is the case, everyone nodded in agreement, sat around Ma Qingyang, and watched him call his assistant.
He drove hands-free: "Hey, Xiao Lu, do you remember that there is a stall of barbecue skewers in the village?"
Xiao Lu: "Remember, Mr. Ma, do you want to buy skewers or a kebab stand?"
Ma Qingyang: "What kind of kebab stall to buy, you can buy me some skewers, remember to buy the proprietress -"
Xiao Lu: "Mr. Ma, it's a bit difficult to buy the boss's wife, the key is that my sister-in-law won't let you-"
Ma Qingyang: "Phew, what are you kid talking about, I'm that kind of person, I don't have that heart or that guts...... Cough...... That's not nonsense with you, hurry up and buy some skewers and come back, and ask the proprietress to bake them herself!"
Xiao Lu: "Understood, Mr. Ma, I'll buy it right away." β
Ma Qingyang hung up the phone, saw that everyone was smiling and looking at him, and explained embarrassedly: "Xiao Lu, this person, his head is not very bright, but his heart is very simple, I have encountered danger several times, and he sacrificed his life to save him, so I have always kept him by my side." Work. By the way, I forgot to mention that he is also a distant relative of my wife. β
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