"Are they all old? Where are they? We went our separate ways. With the last sentence sung, the aftermath lingered slowly, Han Mo interpreted the song in his own way, simple, sincere, and moving.

Han Mo is cold on the outside, but he is a delicate person on the inside, he likes such songs, telling stories quietly and expressing emotions.

The singing is over, and people are still immersed in the beautiful melody and intoxicated. It seems that something is still waiting, waiting for the next syllable to sound, a second, two seconds...... The bar was silent until they realized that the singing was really over, and they all raised their hands in unison and clapped them vigorously, and the bar burst into applause.

Meng Chen stood up, his height was about the same as Han Mo, but there were two fat Han Mo, and he walked violently, the bartender watched the boss walk towards Han Mo, and couldn't help but sweat for him, and walked sideways to secretly look in the direction of the stage when he wanted to see it but didn't dare to look at it.

"Dude, you're singing well. Meng Chen walked in front of Han Mo like a moving armored car, his voice was very rough and matched with this figure, most people didn't need to speak, but they were frightened away when they saw Meng Chen's momentum.

Han Mo calmly put down the guitar, his eyes moved to the other party's body, the style of dressing and temperament were very similar to the style of the bar decoration, Han Mo guessed that this person was the owner of the bar.

Relieved from the end of the music, the audience boiled, cheers, shouts, they had not heard such a beautiful sound for a long time, and there was a lot of noise for a while.

"One more, one more. ”

"One song is enough! ”

"Lao Meng has such a bullish character, and he just released it to us today, which is not authentic. ”

Everyone said their own thing, but the content was about the same, and they had to listen, but they didn't hear enough, and everyone focused on the stage when they were in the hustle and bustle, for fear that the guy would run away after a while, and many of the regulars in the bar were originally friends of Lao Meng, and everyone was noisy and didn't estimate.

Only a young man sitting in the corner lowered his head after singing the song and began to fiddle with his own business.

"This guy sings really well, hey, Shoko, what are you doing?"

"Upload a video. Zhang Xiang didn't look up, his chubby fingers lit on the screen, watching the progress bar finish, and a fat smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Just uploaded the recorded video to the Internet, Zhang Xiang is very much looking forward to it, he often shares some videos on station C, but the response is mediocre, and he has been struggling desperately on the way to becoming a small Internet celebrity, obviously with no results.

"Come on, you better listen to the song, just your popularity, there are not many clicks, the first condition for Internet celebrities is to be handsome, look, just like that buddy on stage. ”

Zhang Xiang felt bitter in his heart, but Zhang Xiang didn't say it, he was always ridiculed by his dead party, and he defended himself at first, but now he doesn't fight, he originally wanted to add popularity to himself by relying on the performance of this buddy on stage, he looked at the page where he uploaded the video again, sighed long, shook his head, darkened his mobile phone, picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine.

......

Meng Chen also wanted to listen to another song, but obviously not now, he wanted to keep the talent in front of him, he hadn't heard such a pure good voice for a long, long time, Meng Chen's lethal face squeezed out a very incongruous polite smile, "It's too noisy here, why don't we go inside and talk?"

Han Mo hummed politely and followed Meng Chen to the depths of the bar. His departure caused a commotion, the guests of the bar didn't want Han Mo to leave like this, they hadn't heard enough, the scene was a little out of control, the manager quickly took two security guards and ran out, explaining to everyone with a pleasant face to calm the mood.

Han Mo followed Meng Chen into the room deep in the corridor, as soon as he entered the door, he couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of him, this is not an office, but a rehearsal room, one wall facing the door is full of guitars, spotlights shine brightly on the piano case, on the other side is a set of drum kits, basses, keyboards and other instruments are placed on both sides, the ground in front of it is full of all kinds of effects, surrounded by speakers, probably so that the music of the bar will not affect each other during rehearsals, so sound insulation panels are installed on all four walls.

There was a set of black leather sofas in the innermost part of the room, and Meng Chen sat in the sofa with his butt and waved his hand to signal Han Mo to sit down as well.

He could clearly feel that the leather sofa trembled and squeaked the moment Meng Chen sat down, and the place where he sat down collapsed into a big pit, Han Mo glanced at the sofa and sat in the single sofa opposite Meng Chen.

"My name is Meng Chen, and I am the owner of this bar. "Meng Chen is a typical rock and roll native of Beidu, with a very casual personality, a big grin, a loud voice, and a straight temperament.

"Well, I know. Han Mo said lightly.

Meng Chen lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then took out another cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it to Han Mo, who waved his hand and refused.

"It's better to know, you sing well, the song is original. Meng Chen smiled heartlessly and put the rejected cigarette back into the cigarette case.

Han Mo nodded and hummed softly.

"That's good, I didn't expect you to be able to sing and write at a young age. Meng Chen had a very good impression of the young man in front of him, although he just listened to him sing a song and said a few words, but he boasted that he was very accurate, this kid liked him very much, Meng Chen hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "Come to work tomorrow, 2000 a day, all year round, you know that this is a bar, as long as I don't close, we all have to go to work, but in case of special circumstances, you can ask me for leave in advance, it's easy to say." ”

Two thousand a day, Han Mo was shocked when he heard this number, it was more than what the bartender said, it was sixty thousand a month, but ...... All year round, Han Mo couldn't help frowning, "What about the working hours, can you regulate it freely?" He knew that this question was almost impossible, and it was a bit stupid, but he still couldn't help but ask.

Meng Chen's laughter echoed in the huge room, and he said with a big grin, "Dude, what are you teasing me? Can the guests let you control freely? You can do whatever you want during the day, and you must be here at night." "It seems casual, but with a resoluteness that cannot be changed.

Han Mo didn't speak anymore, he was silent, if the child's mother was on a business trip, the little guy couldn't be taken care of at night, the time was not suitable, although the salary was high, it was very exciting, but he made money for the little guy, and taking care of her was the first place.

Meng Chen saw that the other party did not agree immediately, but his reaction to Han Mo was quite strange, such a high salary, no singer in a mixed bar in the north would refuse, in the past, others sharpened their heads to come, he couldn't look down on it, Meng Chen seemed to outsiders to be very fierce, but for his temper, he was actually a very good talker, he pulled the corner of his mouth, "Why buddy, I don't think the money is too much?" This salary is in the bar in Beidu, you can go and inquire, there is someone higher than me, how much he gives, I will give double." ”

Han Mo shook his head lightly and said, "It's not about money. ”