Duan Liming came to the stage, carefully checked the various connecting lines, and gestured to the tuner under the stage to indicate the beginning. Then he grabbed the microphone with one hand and raised his expensive electric guitar with the other.

He has been singing in this bar for a while, many audiences know him, and he is also a bit of musical strength, this time he picked a more passionate song, and soon the atmosphere in the bar was mobilized by him.

Duan Liming played the guitar and sang loudly, and people waved their hands along with him, and when he stepped off the stage, everyone applauded violently.

Duan Liming walked to the entrance of the stage and happened to see Du Ming who was tuning the broken guitar that had gone out of tune.

Duan Liming glanced at him proudly, "How about it, boy, I think you should admit defeat, lest no one want to listen to you sing on stage, how embarrassing." ”

Du Ming glanced at Duan Liming lightly, ignored him, strode onto the stage, cleared his throat, and began to play and sing to himself.

The other tuners and other staff members all stood by under Duan Liming's instructions and did not cooperate with Du Ming, but Du Ming didn't care about this, he just sang with himself with a guitar.

When Du Ming walked on stage, the audience below had already let out bursts of boos to show their disdain for him.

After all, Du Ming wore a set of casual clothes very casually, carrying a tattered old guitar on his back, and he didn't even have a tuner to cooperate, so he naturally felt very unreliable in the eyes of the audience, and they all thought that Duan Liming's band was going to rest after singing, and he was put up by the bar to make up the numbers, and he was dissatisfied.

Du Ming didn't pay attention to these audiences, let them cheer, just played the guitar and sang by himself.

However, before he could sing a few words, the bar fell silent, and people's expressions looked very surprised, no longer coaxing, just quietly listening to Du Ming singing.

Du Ming's voice has all the magnetism of men, a little hoarse, and a bit of his unique unruly style, with a seemingly casual, seemingly a little out of tune, but just right to form a unique tone of the guitar sound, the effect presented is almost perfect.

The audience was stunned at first, they didn't expect Du Ming to have such musical strength, and then they were all intoxicated and listened quietly.

Du Ming didn't care about the audience's reaction at all, just seemed to sing casually.

Duan Liming in the audience was dumbfounded, how could this be possible? This Du Ming looked like a rough man, how could he have such a high level of music?

After Du Ming finished singing a song, he shook his hand and got off the stage, and the audience behind him shouted for him to do another song, but he didn't react, and walked straight down to the shouts and thunderous applause of the audience.

When Du Ming walked to the entrance of the stage, Duan Liming was standing there. Du Ming glanced at him when he passed by and gave him a very contemptuous look.

Duan Liming stammered a little and said, "How did you do it just now? How did you have such a good effect?

"Oh just now," Du Ming glanced at him again, and said impatiently, "Just sing casually, do you still need to be serious about competing with you?" After saying that, he walked away without looking back.

Duan Liming was completely stupid, and he didn't know what to say, so he could only stare at Du Ming's back viciously.

"Oh yes," Du Ming remembered something after walking past Duan Liming, and took two steps back, "Our competition has been agreed, and now you should have seen the result, what about you, just stay away from the white rose in the future, this Young Master Duan." ”

With that, he strode backstage, casually threw his guitar on the ground, and left the stage.

Du Ming returned to the wine table, where White Rose was sitting, looking at him with a smile.

"Du Ming, you are really amazing, your ability is always beyond my expectations, I never thought that you guys could be so good at playing music. ”

"Tsk, you see, I have to say it a few times, I have skills that you don't know, and you don't want to find out. ”

White Rose snorted, smiled and slapped Du Ming lightly, "Thank you really this time, it seems that I can ask you for help in the future, you can do anything." ”

Du Ming also smiled, "Okay, if you need it at any time, just come to me at any time, I can do more than you think." ”

The next day, Du Ming went to work as usual, and slept in the office as usual during work hours.

As a result, his mobile phone rang before he fell asleep, and Du Ming picked it up irritably to see that the caller ID was Lu Bingyun's.

Du Ming picked up the phone, and Lu Bingyun's smiling voice came, "Brother Ming, do you have time today?"

Du Ming said helplessly: "I'm a big star at work, I'm just a little security guard, of course I have to go to and from work on time." ”

"Oh," Lu Bingyun said with some disappointment, "What about that weekend, Brother Ming, let's talk about maintaining exposure and needing regular dates." ”

"Okay, okay, got it," Du Ming suddenly said with a wicked smile, "Keep the exposure? Do you want to go to those places in the hotel to take some photos and record some videos?" ”

Lu Bingyun said angrily, "What are you talking about, Brother Ming, why are you such a hooligan!" She seemed to be a little shy when she said that, and there seemed to be a hint of expectation in her voice, "We just act, which use, which use to do these things!"

"Hmph," Du Ming said with a smile, "Maybe it's needed?" If the big star wants to, I'll accompany you at any time." ”

"Phew!" Lu Bingyun hung up the phone with a snort.

On Saturday morning, Du Ming and Lu Bingyun agreed to go out on a date together, Lu Bingyun gave Du Ming the address of his home, and Du Ming drove to her house to pick her up.

Lu Bingyun's family lives in a very low-key manner, probably because he is afraid of being followed by the paparazzi as a first-line star.

Soon the two met, and Lu Bingyun was dressed up beautifully, and seemed to be ready to be photographed. Du Ming only wore a casual outfit, and waited for her lazily in the car.

Lu Bingyun said with some dissatisfaction, "Brother Ming, let's also be dating, you are dressed too perfunctory, right, I am also a first-line star, can't I give people some face?"

Du Ming spread his hands, "What's the matter, do you have to wear formal clothes for a date?" Don't worry," he suddenly smiled and approached Lu Bingyun, "I have my brother's personal charm in whatever I wear." ”

Lu Bingyun's face turned slightly red, "Hmph, you rascal, you know how to say this kind of thing! Okay! You drive quickly!"