Chapter 6, The Time of a Song

This street is filled with the smell of all kinds of alcohol, standing on the street, you can faintly hear the sound of music, and there are men and women coming in and out of the door of the bar.

The bustle of the nightclubs here is as good as in the previous life, and the pressure of life here is also the same, so there are many people who are not satisfied with their work or life to come here to get drunk.

Chen Hao walked into a bar called 'Lust Night', found a relatively less crowded place to sit, and now there are so many people at the beginning of the night, you can imagine how good the business of this bar is.

"Bring me a beer!"

Chen Hao said to the bartender lady at the bar, this young lady was wearing white overalls, and the bulging twin peaks seemed to be very material.

The music here does not come from the stereos, but from a micro-band.

The band is biased towards heavy music, and the instruments such as drums, guitars, electric guitars, and bass are not much different from those in the previous life, and the lead singer is a man with a long head, who looks like he is in his twenties.

He has a good voice and a good singing voice, but most of the attention of the people in the audience is focused on drinking and chatting, and few people listen to their singing carefully.

Chen Hao is one of them, when he comes here, everything is novel, even the music seems so different.

Those classic songs in the previous life are not available in this world, and this seems to be an opportunity.

Chen Hao's mind sounded those elegant tunes, and an idea of going up and singing a song began to sprout.

"Smack!"

The sound of beer bottles shattering was particularly harsh, the sound of musical instruments stopped, and everyone focused on where the sound came from.

"What are you singing? How many of us come to this bar every day, how many of you sing these songs every day, can you play some new tricks?"

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man, and there were two men next to him who looked about the same as him, just from the way they dressed, Chen Hao could tell that they were all so-called rich people.

Although it was not the first time that he was scolded by customers, the lead singer on stage hurriedly stepped down from the stage to apologize, saying that he would not continue to sing.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man who smashed the bottle just now didn't buy it, and said: "Lao Tzu has money, as long as you can sing a song that makes Ye happy, all this money is yours!"

As he spoke, he took out a large amount of cash from the pocket in his arms and smashed it directly on the front singer's head.

The money was well tied with rubber bands and did not scatter because of this.

This is a lot of money, at least forty or fifty thousand, the lead singer is holding this money in his hand, but he is a little at a loss, he knows that this person is already drunk, it is not easy to meet his requirements, and there are really few songs that he has practiced similarly.

He wanted to refuse, but he didn't dare to refuse, so he had to look at the bar owner for help.

Chen Hao finished a bottle of beer, put ten yuan on the counter, and then turned around to leave!

The beautiful bartender hurriedly shouted, "Sir, your money..."

Chen Hao turned his head in a chic manner and said with a smile: "No need to look for it!"

"Sir, you misunderstood, I mean you don't have enough money, twenty dollars for beer!"

Puff...

"What? It's just a bottle of beer, how can it be sold more expensive than liquor?

"Sir, our beers here are all imported, so it's a bit expensive, you see, it's all written on the price list!"

Chen Hao looked at it, and he really wrote, but he blamed himself for not paying attention to it just now, and he had no choice, so he had to pay another ten yuan to the bartender lady!

Whether in a previous life or here, this is the most expensive bottle of beer I have ever drunk!

Chen Hao didn't want to leave, he walked directly towards the lead singer who was standing in place and being scolded, opened the middle-aged man, and said, "Doesn't this gentleman just want to listen to a song?

The middle-aged man was full of alcohol, his face was full of drunkenness, and if it weren't for the two people next to him supporting him, he might not even be able to stand steadily.

Chen Hao continued: "I just don't know what kind of song this gentleman wants to hear?"

The middle-aged man staggered and stammered his request.

"The three of us are good buddies, good brothers, we all sleep in the same dormitory in the same school, and now that we are all old, we want to listen to a song about youth, which can make us remember well!"

Songs about youth? Isn't this a big deal?

Chen Hao thought for a while, had an idea in his heart, turned to face the young lead singer, and said, "Borrow your guitar!"

These people are just young people who have not seen much of the world, and there are not many methods and skills when dealing with some conflicts, and someone sings for them, so they are naturally very willing, and the guitarist handed the guitar to Chen Hao.

Chen Hao took it, tried the tuning, and thought it was not bad, so he stood in front of the microphone and began to prepare to sing!

The middle-aged man put the 40,000 yuan just now in front of Chen Hao: "Sing a song, all this money is yours." ”

Of course, Chen Hao came for this money, he is short of money now, and if he wants to say goodbye to the days of being supported by women, he must first have his own income.

You can get 40,000 yuan by singing a song, make money with your own strength, don't steal or rob, what are you afraid of?

The farce began, and everyone in the bar focused on Chen Hao, who was hanging his guitar, and he was now like a star in the limelight, ready to start his first concert.

Chen Hao adjusted and began to pluck the strings, and after a short light prelude, Chen Hao began to sing:

Spring flowers, autumn winds, and winter sunsets

Melancholy youth, I used to think ignorantly

The windmill flows every day in the song of the four seasons

In the poems of the wind and snow, I am growing up year after year

The story of flowing water and taking away time changes a person

It was in that sentimental and first waiting youth ······

This is a classic campus ballad in the past life, which is easy to touch people's nerves, and it is easy and natural for people to evoke nostalgia for the past.

With Chen Hao's singing, everyone present, including the middle-aged man who was already drunk, fell silent and listened quietly.

Many people have taken out their mobile phones to search for the lyrics sung by Chen Hao on Qiandu, but found that nothing was searched.

Qiandu is the largest search engine in China, and it can't be searched here, which means that no one has uploaded this song, and everyone here has never heard this song without exception.

This is strange, could it be that this song is original by this guy?

Seeing the reactions of everyone here, Chen Hao was very satisfied, fortunately, the voice of his body was not bad, and after singing the first paragraph, he could already find a little feeling.

Yellowed photographs, old letters, and faded Christmas cards

Youth is a song written for you, I'm afraid you've long forgotten it

The vows of the past are like colorful bookmarks in the textbook

How many beautiful poems are depicted, but after all, it is a puff of smoke······

Chen Hao finished singing this paragraph in a steady voice, and the three men who were still blushing and cursing just now had already left tears, needless to say, since the three of them were old buddies who graduated from school, they must have remembered their previous youth.

Here, there is no shortage of sentimental people, people are an animal that is easy to remember, and many people who are already a little old have begun to go deep into their memories with Chen Hao's singing.