When Shen Hanyang returned to the barber shop with peanuts and beer, Xiao Dou had already led a raunchy woman wearing a brown windbreaker and messy hair back to the barbershop first.

In addition to them, there is also an old lady who is about the same age as Lao Luo in the barber shop, who looks very familiar with Lao Luo.

As soon as the personnel arrived, Shen Hanyang put the two tables together, put the peanuts on the plate, and went to the stall to serve a bowl of offal to each person.

Lao Luo took a bottle of beer handed over by Shen Hanyang, and looked at him angrily and happily: "Don't you have a thousand yuan in funds, if you don't give us labor fees, you can't treat us badly in terms of food, right?"

Shen Hanyang said with a regretful face: "I don't know what's wrong today, many restaurants are not open, and this plate of peanuts is also something I walked several streets to get with great difficulty." ”

When the blind man heard this, the god next to him muttered: "Spicy chicken...... Back to the pot meat ......"

When Shen Hanyang heard this, he immediately became angry, and his eyes widened, "Eat your offal!"

The blind man snorted disdainfully, picked up the offal, ate it in two or three bites, and then pushed the bowl forward: "Another bowl!"

Wu Jianbai saw that he ate so deliciously, and felt that his craftsmanship had been recognized, so he smiled and filled him with a big bowl, then sat back in his seat, picked up his wine glass and said, "In order to celebrate Xiao Shen's participation in the draft, let's have a drink!"

"Come on, come on, dry this glass, and one more glass!" Shen Hanyang's surprised eyes filled the wine glass, and he took another sip of it, burped, and continued, "Dry this glass, and there are three more glasses!"

Looking at Wu Jianbai's reincarnated appearance of a wine barrel, Shen Hanyang narrowed his eyes and looked at Lao Luo with a stunned expression: "Lao Luo, you give me the bottom, how much can Brother Ah Bo drink?"

Lao Luo glanced at the four bundles of beer on the ground, and said with a smile: "These drinks are almost enough for him to drink." ”

Shen Hanyang gasped, and couldn't help but worry about the food expenses in the future.

At this time, a phone call came in, Shen Hanyang looked at the call, quickly connected the phone, and said in a flattering voice: "Boss, are you not busy?"

"I'm busy, I'll take the time to call and ask you what's going on. ”

"Oh, I've found the music team, and I'm having dinner with them!"

Shen Hanyang said and looked at the peanuts in his plate, and asked in a very concerned tone, "Boss, have you eaten, do you need to leave some for you?"

"No, I've eaten outside. Also, I reported your name to the "Rising Star" program team, and the show started a week later, it was broadcast live, and you gave me a clever point when the time comes. Okay, nothing else, eat yours. After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Shen Hanyang put down the phone, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to everyone: "Don't worry, I'm not here to eat, everyone let go of their stomachs to eat!"

Lao Luo looked at him speechlessly, and said in his heart, a big boss who runs an economic company, can he come to grab a plate of peanuts and rice with you to eat?

Shen Hanyang saw Lao Luo looking at him, smiled, and humbly asked: "Lao Luo, you should have seen the judges of the draft, what kind of contestants do they like?"

"The water of the draft is deep. ”

Lao Luo showed a meaningful smile, and then said: "If the judges say that they are most optimistic about you, then you will be eliminated in the next round of eight achievements...... If it is two people PK, the person who is praised first will most likely be eliminated......

Remember not to say anything in front of the camera before the game, saying that you are here for the champion, this kind of contestant has always been a victim of the contrast effect created by the program team, and it may not even pass the primary selection.

I'm talking about some common routines, not counting the involvement of capital, all in all, you just have to sing your own songs, and you don't have to think too much about the rest. ”

Shen Hanyang frowned, feeling a little brainless, and glanced at the people on the table, piano Lao Luo, guitar Ah Bai, Erhu Blind, Dizi Xiao Dou, Guqin Teacher Li, Guzheng Aunt Zhao......

In addition, he had a cold, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled were all alive, and he suddenly felt that it would be good if this accompaniment could be recorded, and everything he thought about was superfluous, and he didn't worry too much, so he picked up the offal and ate it.

After the dinner, Lao Luo vacated his garage and used it as a recording studio, and everyone worked together to move the piano and recording equipment borrowed by Lao Luo into it, and then a group of people gathered around to study the score.

Shen Hanyang looked at the blind man who was squatting on the side and picking his teeth, looking a little out of place, and stepped forward and said, "Uncle Blind, why don't you go over and read the score together?"

The blind man's cheek twitched fiercely: "What did I do in the past, can I see the score?! And I'm just blind, not blind!" At the end, he was so angry that he slapped his thigh hard.

Shen Hanyang closed his palms apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... Well, then I'll read you the score, Uncle Blind. ”

The blind man blew his beard a few times in anger, and then laughed helplessly: "Yes, the blind uncle is the blind uncle." I don't have to read the score, and as soon as they play it later, I will know how to play the erhu. ”

Shen Hanyang was slightly surprised: "Uncle Blind, do you still have this ability?"

The blind man was slightly proud, and said: "How dare you go to Liangshan without three, two, three, without this ability, do I dare to come out to perform?"

Listening to the demonic erhu sound, Shen Hanyang's eyes were about to pop out, and he hurriedly said: "Okay, I believe it, Uncle Blind, you quickly collect the supernatural powers!"

The blind man proudly raised the corners of his mouth, put down his erhu and continued to pick his teeth.

After a while, everyone began to familiarize themselves with the score, first Lao Luo played the piano according to the score, and then the intermittent sound of the zither joined in.

Not to be outdone, Wu Jianbai played the guitar, and Xiao Dou and Teacher Li also began to practice.

The blind man pricked up his ears on the side, shook his head and commented on everyone: "Oh, this guqin is a bit interesting to play, but it is also smart, and the guitar and piano are not bad...... Hey, this flute has spirituality! Hey, this guzheng is about to catch up with my master!"

The more the blind man listened, the more itchy his hands became, so he picked up the erhu and joined their team.

For a moment, it was like hell in the garage, and the demons were dancing.

Shen Hanyang listened to the chaotic and conflicting sounds of various musical instruments, and felt that he was filled with a magic sound, and his internal organs were about to tremble. Looking at the people with shiny eyes and immersed in their own musical world, he contorted his face, covered his ears, and ran out as if fleeing for his life.

After running out of the garage, he ran more than 20 meters in one breath, and felt that the chaotic music had finally disappeared, so he stopped to catch his breath.

Turning his head to look at the garage, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

What crack in the stone did these people pop out of, and they can even endure this magic sound, and they seem to be enjoying themselves?

What a bunch of fairies......