Chapter 8 You can only buy songs to make money

Wan Xiaofeng stood on the stage, looking at the glasses of wine in the bar, staggering, and felt very boring.

I don't know how much filth there is under this glamour.

He suddenly realized that he still liked to be in the crew.

Look at those guys who are for their dreams, glowing and heating.

"It's such a beautiful landscape. ”

Pick up the microphone at hand, there is no accompaniment, and it is estimated that the musicians in the bar will not accompany the song they want to sing.

"I had suspected that I was walking in the desert

Never bear fruit, no matter what kind of dream

Only then did he spread his wings, but the wind became silent

Can the pain of habit be considered a gain?

......”

As soon as the song "Sea and Sky" opened, there were not a few words.

Wan Xiaofeng's slightly tearing and sharp voice first succeeded in lowering the noise of the scene a little.

In fact, his usual voice is not like this, he is just imitating.

In order to imitate the very characteristic and infectious voice of "Xin", he took a lot of effort to achieve some results.

But at this moment, this kind of sound that can catch people's ears for the first time has played its due effect.

The whole bar became quieter and quieter as Wan Xiaofeng sang.

"The sea and the sky are after the bravery

Break the lock of fate with attachment

Indifferent people, thank you for looking down on me for once

Let me not bow my head more wonderful ......"

Someone's eyes began to redden.

A person, perhaps he is mean, ruthless, pretending, and so bad that he is pus......

But this does not prevent these people from appreciating and pursuing beautiful things and things.

They have all had their ups and downs.

If they fail, they will be ridiculed, and they will continue to persevere in the face of ridicule.

In this way, they have now, in this high-end bar, pretending to be more than bragging, the capital of Haiti.

"The person who knows me best, thank you for being with me silently all the way, so that I can have a good story to say

Look at the future step by step......"

Maybe it's because he hasn't sung for a long time, Wan Xiaofeng feels that he has lost his level, and the sound is broken in several places.

"Just make do with it! just fool the deer deer in the audience. ”

Dropping the microphone, Wan Xiaofeng returned to his seat in a dashing manner in everyone's surprised eyes.

"Xiaofeng, you can't hide it, I was really deceived by you before, I didn't expect you to be so good at singing. ”

"Where, Where, ......"

"That's it, that's it, this guy used to sing, which time he could find the tune, but I didn't expect it to be playing tricks on us, no! ”

"Forget about drinking, right?"

"Why haven't I heard this song? No, I'm a man known as the Huaxia Xiaoqu Library. ”

"I made up my own ......"

"Cut! It's strange to believe it. ”

"But Xiaofeng, you have this voice, why don't you find a way, be a professional singer, and make some street movies. ”

"That's it, that's it, didn't Zhang Qian just sign Yinqing Entertainment, you can ask her to help you recommend it. ”

Wan Xiaofeng hurriedly waved his hand, polite.

"It's far away, it's far away, I can only sing in bars with this skill, and I can't do it professionally. ”

"Humph!"

Zhang Qian on the side snorted.

It's depressing right now.

I sang a few songs just now, and the people on the scene were not so powerful.

As soon as Wan Xiaofeng came, he overshadowed himself.

I'm a professional singer, do you want to lose face?

"Even if you are self-aware, a professional singer can't just know two unpopular songs. ”

Zhang Qian's abrupt words made the originally harmonious scene embarrassing.

Fortunately, a waiter broke the embarrassing situation.

He put a glass of Hennessy in front of Wan Xiaofeng.

"Honorable guest, this is ordered for you by the gentleman of Seat One, and he said that he likes your song very much and wants you to sing it. ”

"Brush!"

Wan Xiaofeng and his classmates looked towards Seat 1 together.

When she saw the owner over there, Zhang Qian's face suddenly became nervous, and she hurriedly blocked her face with a wine glass.

"Damn, I didn't expect to meet Chairman Qi Bing here, if he recognized him and knew that during the preparation of his album, he would come to the bar to drink, and he would definitely be hidden. ”

In fact, she thought too much about it herself.

A bigwig in the entertainment industry, how could he know a newcomer to a company like her.

It can be seen from Qi Bing's eyes that he didn't care about her existence at all.

Instead, he kept smiling and raised his glass to Wan Xiaofeng.

Wan Xiaofeng directly gave the other party a roll of the eyes.

I want to sing a song with a glass of wine, is it a singing to be a sprinkler?

Wan Xiaofeng hates this kind of money the most, just a gentle and polite person.

Turned around and resolutely refused to the waiter.

"Don't sing!"

Instead of being annoyed by his refusal, the waiter continued.

"I'd better finish what the gentleman said. ”

"He said 50,000 a song!"

"I like this kind of straightforward person, give me the wheat quickly. ”

Wan Xiaofeng dried up the Hennessy on the table in one go, got up and sighed.

"It smells so good!"

......

"When you walk into this happy field, you have all the dreams and thoughts on your back

All kinds of makeup on your face, no one remembers what you look like

The three rounds of wine passed you in the corner, stubbornly singing bitter songs......"

Keep up with a completely different style of the previous song.

It's like sighing, it's like telling.

Talk about the joys and sorrows of a person's life.

Why is it "dissipating sorrow"?

Let's think Wan Xiaofeng is very worried now, worried about money.

"Haven't you heard this song either?"

Just when Wan Xiaofeng showed his singing voice.

Qi Bing in Seat 1 asked his friends around him.

"No, I can tell you that these two of his songs are probably original. ”

Qi Bing nodded and beckoned the waiter.

"When the gentleman is done singing, I invite him to come and sit down. ”

......

One cup for freedom, one cup for death

Forgive my ordinariness and dispel my confusion

Well, after dawn, it's always scribbled

The sober man is the most absurd, and the sober man is the most absurd.

Wan Xiaofeng bowed and thanked the audience in a round of applause.

The waiter came to his side and expressed his invitation to Qi Bing.

For the sake of money, Wan Xiaofeng came to Seat No. 1.

"This guy looks quite rich, he shouldn't be repaid, right?"

Spending 50,000 yuan to invite an amateur to sing a song, I have never seen such an idiot's request.

Unless the one who pays for it, want to soak the other party?

Thinking of this, Wan Xiaofeng felt a chill.

"That, let's sing the song too, isn't it time to give money?"

"Don't worry! Let's have a good talk. ”

Qi Bing's smile gave Wan Xiaofeng a lot of pressure.

It's like ......

I'm a little white sheep.

And the other party is the feeling of a big bad wolf.

Seemingly...... Things are getting more and more like what I think in my heart.

"We don't know each other, what is there to talk about, hurry up and give money, I'm leaving." ”

Qi Bing still didn't mean to pay for it, but introduced himself.

"My name is Qi Bing, and I am the chief executive of Yinqing, I don't know if I am interested in coming to our company?"

"You want to ask me to be a singer?"

"Yes!"

If you say it earlier, it will hurt people to think about it.

"Come to my company, I will give you A signing treatment, you must know that except for those first-line singers who signed s, A signing is the highest treatment. ”

"Not interested!"

I won't sign any singers, as soon as the newcomer signs it, it is a long-term contract for several years, and the liquidated damages are ridiculously high, who is stupid and willing to sell himself.

We're free, aren't we fragrant?

"Don't think about it?"

"No, I'm not here. ”

Hearing Wan Xiaofeng's resolute answer, Qi Bing had no choice but to retreat.

"In that case, let's not talk about this problem, I haven't heard the two songs you sang just now, are they your original?"

"Well, sort of......"

I didn't create it myself, but the source is mine.

Isn't this the source of creation?

"I want to buy him!"

Qi Bing was very excited.

Wan Xiaofeng was very proud.

"That's how novels are written. ”

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