Zhuang Yan didn't know if the fat man really had goosebumps, but his flipping action also showed that he liked this song.

The fat man's reaction reminded Zhuang Yan of the first time he heard the shore of Lake Baikal, when he heard the true and false tone conversion part of the chorus, he also felt his scalp tingle.

So Zhuang Yan didn't laugh at him in his heart because of the other party's exaggerated reaction, but felt some understanding.

There were not many people in the Purple Flower Bar, and the atmosphere was relatively quiet, but now it is even quieter. After all, there are relatively few people who babble like that fat man, and people seem to be quietly listening to Chen Jiaqing singing on stage, some people look up at the singer intently, and some people silently bow their heads and feel the melody of this song.

Everyone's feelings are different, but they all have a common idea, that is, what Chen Jiaqing said before singing must be true.

Because when they listen to this song, a picture comes to their minds, and there is a quiet river flowing slowly. Most people don't think of the river in their minds, because most of them have never seen Lake Baikal.

Others heard more, and the two people on the side of the river in their minds hugged each other, watching the campfire, and pouring out their love to each other. They also saw a time shuttle, and one of the two came to the lakeshore many years later, on a snowy day, looking at the frozen Baikal and reminiscing about the past.

After the song was sung, the people reflexively applauded, and then when they reacted, the original perfunctory applause began to change, becoming more and more enthusiastic, and the applause rang out at the same time.

When the excitement ended, some people slapped their palms red, and some people shouted hoarsely.

"It's good, it's really good, it's 10,000 times better than the previous song!"

Zhuang Yan heard the voice of the fat man not far away, the fat man did not come alone, there were two other people sitting at the same table with him, a man and a woman, close to each other, looking like a couple.

The two were not as excited as the fat man, but they also looked at Chen Jiaqing on the stage eagerly.

Yan Zi, who was sitting behind the bar, looked at Chen Jiaqing on the counter, his eyes were a little dull. She is the owner of this purple flower bar, and Chen Jiaqing told her that she wanted to sing a lyric song written by a friend called "On the Shore of Lake Baikal" on stage, and she agreed very indifferently.

Of course, she also has the same idea as the previous Manager Li, thinking that Chen Jiaqing wants to sing, but she doesn't care, isn't it just a song, and there is nothing to lose when you sing it, if it doesn't sound good, just don't let it sing in the future.

But after the sluggishness, she was a little excited, this is a good song, and it is a very popular good song, there is no need to do market research, just see the reaction of the customers in the bar.

The original song, if this song becomes popular in the future, then its story in the Purple Flower Bar will also become a good story.

In the future, when someone talks about "On the Shore of Lake Baikal", they will also mention the Purple Flower Bar more or less, and they will mention that the song made its first appearance at the Purple Flower Bar at that time.

At that time, there must have been a lot of customers coming, and then the Purple Flower Bar was too small to accommodate so many people and could only expand, and suddenly it became the largest bar in the whole southern suburbs, and the Blue Moon Bar opposite was trampled under its feet.

The more Yan Zi thought about it, the happier she became, and she couldn't help but laugh when she thought about it, and the bartender standing next to her looked at her and smiled weirdly, startled, "Boss, are you okay, laughing like this!"

"Huh?" Yan Zi came back from her fantasy at this time, she looked at the bartender, pouted, and said, "It's not okay to smile, mix your wine!"

After a stinky bartender, she turned her eyes to the stage again, Chen Jiaqing adjusted the guitar hanging on her body at this time, held the microphone and said: "Thank you, I can see that you all like this song very much." ”

"Like, like!"

"I like it very much, sing it again!"

As soon as Chen Jiaqing finished speaking, the guests in the audience shouted, and finally they all converged into one sentence - sing it again.

Seeing the reaction of the audience, Chen Jiaqing was also very happy, she used to sing and some people cheered her up, but obviously today is different, these people sincerely think that the songs she sings are good, not because she is a woman, or wearing short skirts and other things.

Thinking of this, Chen Jiaqing smiled and said, "Okay, since everyone likes it so much, I'll sing it again." ”

Hearing that she was going to sing again, the guests in the audience became excited again and applauded in unison.

Then Chen Jiaqing flicked his fingers on the guitar, and the people in the audience were quiet again as if they had been rehearsed. It's not a dynamic song, and you have to have a relatively quiet environment to listen to it, so they consciously quieted down.

She sang again, and the guests asked her to sing again, but this time she politely refused, and at the same time ended the evening singing. It's not just because she's tired, after all, it's just such a song, no matter how good it is, after listening to it a few times, the freshness of the listeners will decrease, and the sense of expectation will also decrease.

Rather than lowering the sense of expectation because of singing too much, it is better to stop in time and retain this sense of anticipation.

Seeing Chen Jiaqing take the guitar and go backstage, Zhuang Yan sat in his position and didn't move, because he knew that Chen Jiaqing would come out to find him later.

And Chen Jiaqing walked backstage with excitement, and the bar owner Yan Zi followed closely to the backstage lounge.

Seeing the boss coming, Chen Jiaqing greeted politely: "Boss Yan." ”

Yan Zi also smiled from ear to ear, "Hehe, it feels pretty good, just now." ”

"Well, it feels good. Chen Jiaqing nodded a little shyly.

Yan Zi smiled, took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Chen Jiaqing, "Come, this is today's appearance fee, you can order it." ”

Chen Jiaqing felt that something was wrong when she saw the red envelope, and when she received it, she was a little surprised: "Boss Yan, is this a little too much." ”

When I came here before, the fee had been negotiated, 300 a night, and the minimum was two hours of singing. But when Chen Jiaqing first touched the red envelope, she knew that it contained more than 300 yuan, and it was estimated that there could be thousands, so she was so surprised.

Yan Zi pushed the red envelope into her hand, "There are also a few guests who bought drinks and money, adding up to a total of one thousand and five, do you want to order some?"

"No, no, no. ”

Yan Zi didn't know if she said she didn't need it, whether she said that she didn't need so much money or didn't need to order it, so she was a little anxious: "The new song you sang tonight is good, and this surplus money can be regarded as a reward for you." ”

Speaking of which, Chen Jiaqing also accepted the red envelope, and then she thought that Zhuang Yan was still outside, so she said, "Boss Yan, I still have some things to go back." ”

Yan Zi watched her accept the red envelope and nodded happily: "Okay, you go back first, have a good rest, adjust your state, and I'll see you tomorrow night." ”

"Tomorrow night?" Chen Jiaqing was stunned, "Tomorrow is Friday." ”

"Do you have something to do tomorrow night?" Yan Zi asked her.

Chen Jiaqing shook his head: "I don't have anything to do, but I ...... before"

"That's good, you can come over tomorrow night, don't worry, I won't treat you badly in our Purple Flower Bar. Yan Zihao said coolly.

Chen Jiaqing probably also knew that Yan Zi was really trying to win her over, and nodded slightly: "Okay, I'll come over tomorrow." ”

Saying goodbye to Yan Zi, Chen Jiaqing walked out of the backstage with the red envelope, and found Zhuang Yan's location all the way.

Zhuang Yan saw Chen Jiaqing coming over, put down the wine glass in his hand, and said with a smile: "How do you feel?"

"Of course. Chen Jiaqing said happily, and unconsciously waved the red envelope in his hand, "Let's go, let's go home." ”

The two took a taxi back, Zhuang Yan's car was parked at the bar, not to mention that he didn't want Chen Jiaqing to see the car, he also drank some wine after all, although it was fruit wine, but it was his principle to drink and not drive.