At ten o'clock in the evening, backstage at the TIME Cabaret.

After the dance, it's time to sing freely.

People who love to sing pay some money, they can stand on the stage and sing, as long as the singing is not too bad, the dance hall will not drive people off the stage, after all, isn't it all about having fun at night?

In order to avoid the cold scene, the dance hall also invited two underground bands to warm up the scene.

Tangram is one of two bands.

Tonight was the first time the Tangram band had taken the stage, and everyone was both excited and nervous, walking around the backstage and smoking cigarettes.

Captain Choi, who doesn't like to smoke, would hurt his lungs and affect the breath and rhythm of his singing, so he sat alone, checking the band's instruments, and waiting for the performance.

When they were about to go on stage, they suddenly received a notice from the dance hall manager that someone was going to sing on stage, and their performance was postponed for ten minutes.

Lao Cui put down the guitar in his hand and walked to the front, and a handsome blonde guy stepped onto the stage.

Lao Cui didn't pay attention to the singer's appearance, his eyes fell on the singer's guitar, the world-famous brand Gibson guitar in the Explorer series, its timbre is very loud, especially suitable for heavy metal rock

Old Cui loves rock and roll, and he really wants to have such a guitar, but he went to the friendship store and asked about the price, 3,000 foreign exchange coupons.

He secretly calculated his income, and it would take about ten years to save for that kind of guitar.

The foreigner on the stage began to sing, the guitar was played very skillfully, and the singing was also very passionate, Lao Cui was even more envious of the foreigner's performance style, when the foreigner performed, the body was very free and rock, and he could mobilize the audience's emotions with a wave of his hand, which he couldn't do for the time being.

He also understands that a person from the hometown of rock and roll has been influenced by rock music since he was a child, and rock culture has been deeply rooted in his bones, and this singer is a real rock and roll youth, which is not enviable.

Lao Cui only hopes that there will be more rock singers in the Chinese music scene, and hopes that someone can really create a widely circulated rock song and ignite the fire of rock and roll on the land of China, but unfortunately no one can do it at present.

Lao Cui hoped that the person would appear sooner, or work harder on his own.

The foreigner sang two songs on it, Lao Cui's English level is not very good, and he doesn't understand the meaning of the song, but music has no borders, good is good, and the foreigner sings very well.

Infected by the music, he also clapped vigorously and cheered loudly.

After the foreigner went down, Lao Cui was ready to take over the stage, but there was another notice from the manager that a Chinese person was going to sing rock on stage.

Singing rock 'n' roll?

Lao Cui is very curious, the rock and roll youths in the capital are all acquaintances, who is here tonight? Ding Wu and Qin Yong?

Just wondering, a tall and sturdy young man walked in, looking average, but the figure and block revealed a kind of toughness, a little fierce!

This guy has a raw face, and he doesn't know where he came from.

As the young man passed by him, he suddenly stopped and smiled at himself.

"Teacher Cui?"

Hearing the other party's title, Lao Cui was stunned, he hadn't been to school for a few days, he could only play the trumpet and the guitar, but he didn't dare to be the title of a teacher.

"Hello, my surname is Cui, but I can't afford to be a teacher. ”

"Haha, you can afford it, everyone who sings rock and roll in the future should call you Mr. Cui. ”

The young man left an inexplicable sentence and jumped onto the stage.

Lao Cui looked at the novelty, the other party wanted to sing rock but didn't bring musical instruments, there was really no rock fan, maybe it was a mallet, and the expectations in his heart were lowered a lot.

If Gu Meng knew Lao Cui's thoughts, he would definitely roll his eyes, I don't play music, where can I know what musical instruments.

Today he is completely chasing ducks on the shelves, and he wants foreigners to know that Huaxia is not without rock, and that Huaxia's rock is still brewing.

Standing on the stage, looking at the audience on the dance floor, Gu Meng was a little nervous, he used to just yell a few times in KTV, it doesn't matter if he sings well, he entertains himself, today is different, it's a small matter to lose face in front of a woman if he sings, if the spring thunder doesn't sound and breaks the bud of Chinese rock, then the sin will be big.

He tilted his head slightly, glanced at Lao Cui in the audience, and secretly said 'I'm sorry', and after singing, I returned to the original owner.

Lao Cui looked confused, you sing your song, what do you see me doing?

", Gu Meng, why are you standing on it?"

In the crowd, Li Guoqiang, Wang Heng, and Zhang Jingan stood together, and when he saw Gu Meng on the stage, he didn't react for a long time.

"Gu Meng, what are you going to do?"

Gu Meng waved his hand, "Hello everyone, my name is Gu Meng, and today I will bring you an original rock song." ”

"What? You sing rock 'n' roll, and you're original?"

"Dude, not everyone can sing rock 'n' roll, don't you sing rock 'n' roll in the tune of singing mountain songs?"

Most of the people in the field are from Beijing, Kan'er, as soon as there is a bustle, everyone likes to coax the seedlings, and those who are not good in psychological quality will not be able to get off the stage directly.

"Dou Wei, it's ten o'clock, the school is about to close, let's go!"

Under the stage, a young man of sixteen or seventeen greeted his partner.

"He's going to sing rock 'n' roll, let's listen to it again!" said a young man named Dou Wei.

"What's so nice, that big guy looks like he's going up to join in the fun, he can sing fart rock, and he will go to a psychiatric hospital tomorrow for a nursing internship, so he can't be late. ”

"Alright, let's go!"

Dou Wei walked out with his partner, and some people walked out like the two of them.

"Hey, hey, those two handsome guys in the audience!"

Gu Meng pointed at Dou Wei and his partner and shouted, "I haven't started singing yet, why don't you leave?"

Dou Wei and his companions looked at the stage with a confused expression, not knowing how they would be named, everyone saw the two of them and let out a chuckle.

Dou Wei's companion was not convinced, and shouted loudly, "With your style, singing must not be good!"

"Haha!"

There was a burst of approving laughter from the audience.

"Dude, how do you know?"

Gu Meng looked at him with a look of surprise, "This is the second time I've heard someone say that I can't sing well tonight. ”

"The second time?"

Everyone is curious about what was said last time.

"The first person is the manager, just now, I asked the manager in the background to go up and sing, the manager asked me to show my voice, see how my level is, I'm not welcome, I sang two sentences seriously at the moment, ah, oh oh eh~, ah hiss~, ahh

"Haha, that's so ugly!"

"Shut up, you!"

The people below laughed and scolded.

Gu Meng shook his head, "You are the same as the manager, you don't know how to appreciate, the manager listened to my song, his head shook like a dog's tail, and he didn't allow me to come up if he said anything, I was angry at the time, you cost money to invite the band to perform, I don't need money to sing, why can't you?"

"What's wrong?"

Gu Meng sighed, deaf and distressed, "The manager took my hand and said pitifully, buddy, please don't go up and sing, others ask for money when they sing, you sing badly!"

"Hahaha!"

"Well said!"

The audience erupted in a burst of laughter.

Manager Lao Zhang stood on the sidelines and laughed along, with a faint appreciation in his eyes.

When others laughed, Gu Meng still kept a straight face and shouted: "! I'm beautiful, smart, and can sing, I'm just a beautiful boy with talent, beauty, and talent, and he actually said that I sing badly?"

"Are you still a beautiful boy?" ha!"

"You're so thick-skinned!"

The people in the audience regarded it as listening to cross talk, and the laughter continued one after another.