Except for Gu Jiahan and the band, no one knew how amazing the rehearsal effect of this night was.

Zhang Xiaojian, who had stayed up all night, woke up at four o'clock in the afternoon, only 2 hours before his rough singing club began.

The second aunt, who seemed to have ears to the wind, immediately served the porridge and buns that had been prepared long ago.

Zhang Xiaojian took a bite of the big meat-stuffed bun and let out a sound of great satisfaction: "Well~~, it's delicious." ”

The second aunt here said with a deep face: "I don't know what you are busy with every day, you can't always stay up late to know if you know." ”

Zhang Xiaojian immediately made a surrender: "I know~~~!"

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The front of the singing bar was cleaned by the cleaners hired by Shi Jin today.

For Zhang Xiaojian's singing club, Shi Jin really worked hard, not only replaced the old tables, chairs and benches, hired cleaners, but also used his connections to market fiercely.

The reason for doing this is because although the singing bar is also a time-honored brand in Jiangcheng, in the face of the impact of new bars that have been emerging in recent years, if it weren't for Gu Jiahan and her band, I am afraid that the town would have been on the verge of closure a long time ago, but even if there is Gu Jiahan's current singing bar, it is still half dead.

Zhang Xiaojian's appearance made Shi Jin feel that this was an opportunity.

It doesn't matter if he sings well or not, the important thing is that he has a topicality, and after some hype and marketing, many guests want to come and see the fun.

It's not big, it's not too big, but it's enough to make the name of the singing bar evoke in the hearts of customers again, and that's enough.

Of course, Shi Jin also remembered what Zhang Xiaojian told him about the platter concert, to be honest, this matter is only linked to money, and for Zhang Xiaojian, it doesn't seem to be a big deal...

He didn't want Zhang Xiaojian to hold this singing party, he just wanted to increase the popularity of the singing bar, and by the way, he could make money, why not?

This is his selfishness, but if Zhang Xiaojian's performance is good enough, it can indeed help him save some money to get on the platter concert.

However, this is impossible in Shi Jin's opinion.

He can only hope that the band's joint practice with Zhang Xiaojian last night can cover up the huge defects of Zhang Xiaojian's middle and low tones in a harmonious way.

While thinking about these messy things, Shi Jin did not forget to command the waiter: "Put two more chairs here, by the way, are you ready for drinks?

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Ye Mozhu sat in his small restaurant in a daze.

Yesterday was probably the most she drank in her life, and in retrospect, she was indeed full of ugliness, and she couldn't help but blush a little.

Tonight, of course, she will go to see Zhang Xiaojian's small singing club, but thinking that she is likely to drink again, she is naturally a little worried.

Fortunately, Ye Mozhu has a pair of parents who have opened a restaurant all their lives.

The people who open a restaurant, not 100%, but 80% of them are very good at drinking, and Dad Ye is not only able to drink, it is simply a wine barrel, stir-frying in the back kitchen every day, slipping two sips if there is nothing to do, and a pound of liquor is like stuffing between teeth.

So she came to the back kitchen, looked at her father who was preparing the ingredients and asked, "Dad, how can you quickly increase the amount of alcohol?"

Dad Ye is in his forties, with a big head and a thick neck, not a big man, but a real man.

As soon as he heard this, his already round eyes widened, and he didn't answer Ye Mozhu's question, but asked seriously: "Mozhu, are you in love?"

Ye Mozhu was caught off guard by his father's question, and immediately revealed the posture of a little daughter who would only be revealed in front of his parents: "It's nothing." ”

Dad Ye saw that Ye Mozhu was a little nervous, and he knew that something was wrong.

So he subconsciously picked up the boning knife in his hand and asked, "It's that stinky boy, you tell Dad, it's okay, after all, you have also reached the age of falling in love." ”

Ye Mozhu looked at his father as if he was about to pick up a knife and cut someone, and asked suspiciously, "Are you sure it's okay?"

As soon as he heard this, Dad Ye immediately determined that even if his daughter was not in love, he was afraid that there was some spring sprouting, and he subconsciously slashed on the vegetable pier.

If it weren't for the restaurant's special vegetable pier, but a cutting board, it would probably be split with a knife.

Ye Mozhu hurriedly turned his head in surprise: "Dad, I won't ask, I'll go out first, and I'll come back later in the evening." ”

She quickly slipped out of the kitchen, only to hear her father shouting while chasing after her: "Mozhu, it's okay, you tell your father what the hell is going on..."

It's okay?

Ye Mozhu felt that her father had a big problem.

Of course, she can't understand her father's complicated feelings when her daughter is about to fall in love for the first time, she just thinks that her father must have forgotten to take high blood pressure medicine when he went out this morning, so it is so scary...

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Dragging her suitcase, Wang Wan'er was listless as she walked through the airport.

Su Yu looked at her dejectedly, and said helplessly: "No, you can't work any longer, otherwise the captain may have to talk to you alone." ”

Wang Wan'er said: "Hey, but people just want to listen to Xiaojian sing." ”

"You can't delay work because of any emotional problems, who said that?"

"I said it. ”

"Then you have to do what you say. ”

"You let me fart okay, if you can look at the matter of feelings rationally and objectively, is it still called feelings?"

Su Yu: "...... Everything you say makes sense. ”

Wang Wan'er, who couldn't go to the evening singing club, lamented again: "I don't know if there is no me below, what if I am embarrassed." ”

Su Yu watched the live video of the singing bar recorded by Wang Wan'er before, under Zhang Xiaojian's terrible singing, Wang Wan'er took the college students to shake their arms, as if they were listening to the sounds of heaven, and complained: "It's even more embarrassing to have you here." ”

Wang Wan'er immediately glanced at Su Yu: "What nonsense is telling the truth." ”

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In addition to Zhang Xiaojian's friends, there are many people who are ready to go to the singing bar.

The professional, who had just arrived in Jiangcheng for two days and had extremely high requirements for music, was pulled into the car by a friend at five o'clock.

He frowned and said, "I don't care, if it's ugly, you have to invite me to dinner." ”

His friend grinned and said, "You're determined to give me a meal, aren't you?" ”

He said firmly: "Yes!"

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Coincidentally, Qian Yuanbin, who has never been to the villa new town to look for the trace of his second aunt, also plans to go to the singing bar today.

He didn't understand why his girlfriend must insist on going to see the excitement, he was just distressed about the one-person one hundred and twenty-eight ticket.

Of course, he won't say this to his girlfriend, he can only mumble in his heart.

At 5:15, he drove his broken car and picked up his girlfriend and his girlfriend's friends.

Then he noticed that his girlfriend's friend seemed to be much better looking than his girlfriend, so Yu Guang unconsciously meowed twice.

This kind of look definitely can't escape a keen woman.

Qian Yuanbin's girlfriend Zhou Chang pinched Qian Yuanbin's thigh fiercely and asked, "Am I not good-looking?"

Of course, Qian Yuanbin replied: "Good-looking, good-looking." ”

As he was talking, he found that Zhou Chang's good-looking girlfriend in the rearview mirror actually threw him a wink, so he naturally felt in his heart, Qian Yuanbin felt that he might be on the pinnacle of his life tonight.

It's a pity that now he doesn't know whose song club he is going to, if he does, he will understand that he can't be at the top tonight, he can only go crazy...