In the middle of the bar, on a fluorescent stage with a beam of light illuminating less than two square meters, a male singer in his twenties is playing and singing by himself.

The people around were very intoxicated, and from time to time there was the amorous girl, who put bouquets of flowers and roses under the stage, and every time at this time, the male singer said 'thank you'.

After finding a place to sit down, the waiter brought two drinks.

Wen Haixian said in a low voice: "There are all kinds of drinks here, but there is no alcohol, this is the only bar in the imperial capital that does not sell alcohol!"

It's kind of funny, but it's normal to think about it.

Some people drink too much and love to load coins, so it's better to drink some drinks and listen to music.

And the male singer really sang well, low as sinking, high as the sky, passionate and infectious.

Yang Xiaoji also looked at the style of this bar.

The decoration is very artistic, especially the changing lighting and high-quality sound equipment, which feels very pleasant.

But Yang Xiaoji is strange, Wen Haixian led him here, is it just to drink drinks?

Wen Haixian also pretended to be mysterious and said: "Mr. Yang, don't worry, I'll let you watch a singer later!"

Anyway, it's all here, Yang Xiaoji just waited to see what are the characteristics of the singer Wen Haixian values so much?

The male singer finished singing and went down with his flowers.

Then, several long-haired men, holding their own musical instruments, sat around the stage.

There was a bass, there was a drum kit, and after a standard band was ready, a female singer in a leather jacket and leather pants, with a hot body and long hair swinging, stepped on high heels and took the stage.

Wen Haixian introduced Yang Xiaoji at the same time: "This is the person I want to invite you to see, her name is 'Long Xiang', she is the pillar of this bar, you will listen to her voice later, it is absolutely shocking!"

Yang Xiaoji smiled: "Why do I think you are like a pimp? What do you want me to see?"

"Actually, I just want to work with you on a project!"

Wen Haixian invested in an entertainment program in the TV station, which can be tepid for financial reasons.

His father didn't support his idea at all, but scolded him for being a loser and almost cut him with a kitchen knife.

Therefore, Wen Haixian wanted to ask Yang Xiaoji to cooperate and make this entertainment show popular.

At this time, Long Xiang began to sing.

The moment her voice sounded in the bar, Yang Xiaoji was suddenly stunned.

is not only because Long Xiangxuan's song 'Don't ask me who I am' is good, but also because of her unique voice, which immediately grabbed Yang Xiaoji's heart.

'Never said who you loved......

The voice full of vicissitudes of life, as if it was like a woman tormented by love, in the silent moonlight, in the street lamp, pouring out loneliness and loneliness, longing and hesitation.

It's more like singing each other's sorrows and lonely memories to a lonely person.

Yang Xiaoji felt as if he was back in the poor years.

Every day when I was uncomfortable and in pain, I gritted my teeth and insisted on laughing at Liu Xiaowan.

and He Ruxue was accused of leaving, the tears of sadness, the helpless reluctance.

When singing emotionally, Yang Xiaoji's heart suddenly ached inexplicably, and he fell gloomy tears with Long Xiang.

They are all people with experience, so they resonate so much.

When the singing gradually disappeared, the immersed listeners immediately burst into warm applause.

Wen Haixian also said very understandingly: "It turns out that Mr. Yang is also a person of temperament, and a song will be so touched, it really makes me feel ashamed!"

Yang Xiaoji didn't hear him say anything at all, but said in a low voice: "Long Xiang really sang well, this moved me to tears, I don't remember when I cried last time!"

"If Mr. Yang likes it, I'll ask her to come to the meeting!"

"Please, but don't be so cheesy when you introduce me!"

This is acceptable, just when other singers came to the stage, Wen Haixian invited Long Xiang over.

Fortunately, Wen Haixian was reminded, so when introducing Yang Xiaoji, Wen Haixian said: "Actually, Xiaoji is also your fan, and when he listens to you singing, he is moved to cry!"

Long Xiang was very surprised, and then smiled: "As long as Mr. Yang likes it, we don't sing for ourselves, just like we don't live for ourselves!"

is worthy of being an artist, and he speaks with such medical skills, Yang Xiaoji likes it very much, and said with a smile: "But our pain, as well as our memories, are borne by ourselves, but we are alive, but we don't feel anything!"

These two artists, you say a word, I say a word, Wen Haixian can't interject at all, and he can't say such literary and artistic words, so he can only be anxious on the side.

While speaking, Long Xiang also lit Wen Haixian's cigarette, the smoke was very thick under the light, and it also made Long Xiang's cheeks look more blurry, but it felt real.

Originally, it was very good, and I was going to become a confidant, but the stage was empty, and there were no singers to sing.

And those guests, a little unable to sit still, shouted for the singer to go on stage and continue singing, not allowing their intoxicated mood to be broken.

If usually, it should be Long Xiang to sing, but today I have a confidant, and I chatted with Yang Xiaoji so speculatively, but I don't want to go up and sing.

At this time, a middle-aged man who thought he was wearing a hat, a pipe in his mouth, and a circle of white stubble on his chin appeared in front of Yang Xiaoji and others.

nodded to Wen Haixian first, and then said to Long Xiang a little angrily: "You have to sing five songs with me every day before you can get paid, this is what we said before, you only sang one song today, do you want to continue singing now?"

Before Long Xiang wanted to get up, Wen Haixian stopped him and said to the bearded man: "Boss Bao, Long Xiang was invited by me, I gave her salary tonight, you go and ask other singers to sing!"

But Boss Bao knocked the pipe in his hand on the foot of the table, and the cigarette ash was sprinkled on Yang Xiaoji's legs.

Yang Xiaoji glanced at him first, but didn't say anything.

And the bearded man followed and said: "Wen Shao, I have to give you face, but you also have to let me have face, the people who came to cheer today are all my old guests, I'm afraid it's not good for you to do this, besides, Long Xiang is my singer, how can I let others pay her salary? Spread it, not to mention that I can't afford to support her?"

Wen Haixian's face was red, according to his temper, he would have turned on the coin loading mode a long time ago, but in front of this Boss Bao, he was deflated, and he looked at Yang Xiaoji vigorously.

It took a long time to hold back a sentence: "Boss Bao, I'm giving you face, I have important guests here today, I don't have the same knowledge as you, but Long Xiang won't sing anymore tonight!"