(To be revised)

"Hou Shengzi, if you want to eat in the Xiangjiang music scene, you can't just dress up and be handsome! Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Gu Shibang sneered.

What's going on? Didn't Chen Xiaorong bring half of the scores of two classic Cantonese songs? Listening to Gu Shibang's tone, didn't he receive the scores? Or did he have too poor a sense of appreciation to see the value of those two songs?

In the original plan, Cheng Weiliang wanted the other party to be interested in the song handed over to him first, and then he deliberately performed a little worse when they met, so that the other party was only interested in the song, but not in himself. Then he pretended to insist that the two brothers sign a contract to be singers together before they were willing to sell the song, and the other party would naturally make certain concessions and compensate for the transaction price of the song. In this way, they can get a good price that ordinary newcomers can't get, and at the same time, they can get out of the game without having to enter the record company, so as not to show their feet.

But now, instead of appreciating his works, this ancient Shibang has prejudices against them in advance!

Although he was not sure that there was a problem with that step, Cheng Weiliang pretended to be high-spirited on the surface: "Mr. Gu, I said, speak with works. Leslie was supposed to be invited to enjoy it tonight, but now it's up to you to enjoy one of our works. ”

Gu Shibang looked at him with a puzzled look.

Cheng Weiliang smiled mysteriously, raised his hand proudly, and snapped his fingers loudly towards the bar.

After a while, the music in the bar still hasn't changed. Cheng Weiliang's smile froze, his eyes turned to the side of the bar, and the nightclub dancer Li Wanjun he invited for a few hundred yuan was gone!

He sweated slightly on his forehead, and asked a hundred questions in his heart: "What the hell is that woman still at the bar just now, why did she disappear after a while, why didn't she sing on stage as agreed?"

Falck: Life always likes to have accidents at critical moments? Does he finally know what it means that "plans can't keep up with change"?

Cheng Weiliang and Fine Biao met a knowing look, and Fine Biao stood up and walked to the bar.

It was useless for Cheng Weiliang to scold his mother in his heart! Li Wanjun really disappeared silently!

He searched all over the bar but couldn't find anyone, and then a bartender told him that he saw the woman chatting with a man and the woman hurried out of the bar herself.

After returning to his seat, he waved his hand to Cheng Weiliang with a wry smile, indicating that he really couldn't find anyone.

"Mr. Zhou, what's wrong? Didn't you say you want to show me your songs?" Gu Shibang leaned back in the chair, cocked Erlang's legs, and stared at Cheng Weiliang for a long time, with an obvious ironic sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Hmph! The front is blowing loudly, and when it comes time to see the real chapter, he will only engage in tricks, and he will not be able to come up with real works! He has been in the industry for more than ten years, and he still sees very few similar people? In his life, he looks down on those newcomers who do not follow the right path and prefer to take advantage of loopholes to go to the left side of the door!

"Sorry, there was a little accident! However, although ......" Cheng Weiliang was a little embarrassed, he still maintained a smile on his face.

"In that case, that's all for today, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first!" Gu Shibang snorted secretly in his nostrils, Huo Di got up from his chair, and interrupted Cheng Weiliang's words in a hard way.

After taking two steps, he turned his head again, and said with a serious face: "Hou Shengzai, I will give you a piece of advice, it is best to be a down-to-earth person! Don't think of some crooked ideas! If you want to be a singer, if you have real skills, go to participate in the rookie singing contest hosted by our Huaxing Records." If you want to go through the back door from me, don't even think about it!"

"Mr. Gu, don't go......! We "carefully marked and saw that 200,000 yuan was about to be in the soup, and we were in a hurry, and we didn't care about Cheng Weiliang's previous instructions to teach him to be as silent as possible, and grabbed Gu Shibang's sleeve.

"I'll tell you the truth, your voice is obviously not up to standard, and Mr. Zhou, you can't speak Cantonese, this is very troublesome! You want to be a singer, so you can do it yourself!" Gu Shibang shook off the fine mark and said coldly.

Gu Shibang's voice was very loud, and it happened that the music in the bar was finished at this time, and the dispute here attracted attention, and the surrounding customers looked at their table with curious eyes.

Some onlookers heard the key words of "Huaxing Records", "Rookie Singing Contest" and "Go through the back door", and suddenly realized, and they all pointed at Cheng Weiliang and the two brothers with a playful expression.

Wrong, wrong!

Cheng Weiliang was secretly annoyed in his heart, today's things were completely confused! In the original plan, he and Xibiao really wanted to deliberately expose flaws, so that the people of Huaxing Records would not look down on them. However, the premise is that Chen Xiaorong's half-section of the song score first aroused the interest of Huaxing's side, and then let the singer perform a classic Cantonese song "Drifting Snow" in front of them, and finally, it was his turn to Cheng Weiliang to dedicate six scores such as the Cantonese song "Who Resonates" and "Silence is Golden".

Zhang Guorong or his Huaxing Records people don't look down on them, but they like the songs he comes up with. At that time, Cheng Weiliang could pretend to be very reluctant and reluctantly transfer the song to Huaxing at a high price!

Now, out of nowhere, an old world has appeared, and the singer has suddenly released the pigeon!

Gu Shibang turned around and was about to leave, is the effort I have spent on Huaxing Records in the past few days going to be in vain? But this bullshit Gu Shibang obviously came to the appointment with discrimination and prejudice!

What should I do? The colored lights in the bar turned on and off alternately, flashing out of Cheng Weiliang's forehead, and beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from the corners of his forehead. His eyes stared at the back of Gu Shibang's departure without blinking, but his mind was racing fast, thinking of a solution.

"Mr. Gu, please stay!" Cheng Weiliang caught up a few steps when the other party was about to walk to the door, and shouted loudly behind him.

Gu Shibang turned his head, frowned, and looked at him impatiently.

Cheng Weiliang met the other party's gaze without flinching, and said loudly: "Although she has something to do, I have brought a few works, Mr. Gu, you haven't heard the song I sang in person!

Gu Shibang was stunned, and Cheng Weiliang had already turned around and strode to the performance area of the bar. He picked up the acoustic guitar on the rack, hung it on himself, and stepped onto the stage.

Gu Shibang really had a bad impression of this narcissistic guy on the stage who likes to talk about it, and when he saw that the other party cut first and then played, his face was not very good-looking for a while, and he hesitated to leave immediately.

At this time, next to Cheng Weiliang's original table, there were a few young people who had drunk loudly. Others were bored watching the show.

"Brother, can you sing? If you can't, don't insult my ears!"

"Brother, is Huaxing Company good? Why don't I introduce you to our company as a male public relations, don't worry, you don't need to go through the back door!"

"Hahaha, Anan is right, you are born beautiful, and you have a good figure! Think about it, male public relations is much easier than participating in singing competitions!"

The customers of this bar are mainly from the company employees of the surrounding office buildings, and most of them are well-cultivated, but after a few glasses of wine, the well-dressed guys during the day can sometimes become unscrupulous.

"Oh no, Brother Liang is going to play in person! It's all that stinky Sanba, I have already said that she is unreliable!" Xibiao was very angry with those guys who said strange things, and looked at the stage worriedly, when Brother Liang taught that woman to sing before, some Cantonese lyrics were not pronounced accurately, and now she will be laughed at!

Cheng Weiliang carried a huge guitar, stepped onto the stage, and swiped the audience with a smile. Everyone on the stage was watching, and the passers-by in the audience laughed and scolded angrily, pointing and pointing, if it weren't for a strong heart that had been battle-hardened in his previous life, Cheng Weiliang really couldn't stand the crowd at this moment, and ran away with his tail between his legs!

Skillfully plucking the guitar strings, between his fingers, the pearl-like notes flowed like clouds to form the prelude, and the tune gradually became a tune. Some people who like music in the bar suddenly realized that this song does not seem to be simple, and the first time they heard the tune but not the song, it has already made people have an inexplicable emotion, and they have a faint sense of expectation for the next song.

After a long period of intro music, a high-pitched male voice sounded.

Lights/splendor/streets

Suddenly/hit/a cold snap

Distant / gentle, can't be relieved / near sorrow

Whether/is going with the flow

Late at night/when it's quiet/

I'm / lurking in / your wounds

……

Alone/sleepwalking

Like a running / rhinoceros

Until the end/don't stop

If love needs / to stay, hate needs more / freedom

Love and hate are entangled

The whole bar reverberated with Cheng Weiliang's high-pitched and sad singing. Some guests who originally didn't care about the outside world, just lazy drinking and chatting in their seats, suddenly found that the familiar Cantonese music in the record player disappeared, and was replaced by someone singing a high-spirited and deep Chinese song live. Many people turned their attention to the stage in amazement.

“…… Love and hate are entangled!" Cheng Weiliang's fingers kept flying, and in the guitar accompaniment, his singing voice was sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low.

Looking at the more and more listeners in the audience listening to him sing, Cheng Weiliang sang loudly, but his eyes were slowly filled with tears, and his vision became blurred.

His thoughts flew with the song that had been with him for a certain period of time......

"Cheng Weiliang, you stupid, you can't learn such a simple dance move!

"Cheng Weiliang, you are proud! You are at this level, hehe, you are only worthy of being the king of karaoke!"

"Cheng Weiliang, you're a bastard! Have you forgotten our original agreement?

In the graduation season, hiding behind the crowd, secretly staring at her irritable in the waiting hall, until she walked to the boarding gate, he still didn't have the courage to appear in front of her.

He locked himself in a snail dwelling, and sang "Save" sung by Sun Nan in Haiyan's drama "What to Save You, My Love" over and over again.

"What will I take—what save?" tears blurred his eyes, and his elongated singing voice, Cheng Weiliang used all his strength to vent the emotions that had been hidden in his heart in the song at this moment. After seven years of separation, he found that his heart was still clearly engraved with the old appearance of the moment when she turned around!

I take / what / to save

When love / water / hard to collect

Whoever can/put whom/blesses, who wishes/waits

I take / what / to save

Emotional energy/blood/throat sealing

Who can/bless whom, can make love / immortal

……

"I'll take - what save? - see blood to seal my throat!" At the climax of the song, the small bar was almost silent, and even the drinkers stopped for a while, immersed in the sadness of Cheng Weiliang's pure natural singing voice.

"Can make love immortal!" The aftermath dissipated, and the applause on the field sounded like thunder, Cheng Weiliang closed his eyes and silently sorted out the previous memories before returning to reality.

This is really a beautiful Chinese song with a lot of stories in the lyrics! The audience in the bar exploded and talked about it with great interest. Although this bar is somewhat famous in the surrounding area, it still can't afford to invite first-class bands or singers to sing, and they, the regulars of the Joy Bar, have not met a singer with strength and good songs for many years?

"If the song is good, the person sings better!

"It's a beautiful song, who wrote it, why haven't I heard it before?"

"Pretty boy, where do you live? ”

"Hehe, Anan, you're making jokes, even if your company gives a public relations manager, I'm afraid people won't pay attention?"

A few people who had mocked Cheng Weiliang before were ridiculed by other good deeds at this time, and several of them blushed and didn't dare to say anything more.

"Great! You sing too well! Brother Liang!" As soon as the fine mark finished singing the song, he could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart, and immediately rushed to the front of the stage, so excited that he even forgot to hide his real name! He used to see that Brother Liang could not sing well in Cantonese, and he was very worried, but now everyone praises it, that must be very good! I didn't expect Brother Liang to still have this hand, and he sings so well in Chinese!

Cheng Weiliang shook his hand at the fine mark and the audience. This voice is really unexpectedly good! Compared with his previous life, he could only be the king of karaoke, and his voice is now more mellow and recognizable.

Cheng Weiliang sighed in his heart, took off the guitar on his body, looked at Gu Shibang who was still a little stunned in the audience with sharp eyes, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Mr. Gu, I don't know if my song can enter your eyes?"

"Ah, when did the rookie singing contest become so talented? After Mei Yanfang came out, forces like this brother need to go through the back door?"

"Yes, the level is so high this year, it seems that I must watch the rookie singing competition on time this year!"

The bar manager also came to have fun at this time, and shouted loudly: "Mr. Zhou, we sincerely invite you to sing at Xinyue Bar!"

When a group of onlookers heard this, they cheered loudly!

Gu Shibang's always serious face was rarely embarrassed, and he couldn't pull his face, so he had to change the topic in embarrassment, "Uh, Mr. Zhou, you said before that you returned from overseas, and how many excellent works do you have in hand?"

Cheng Weiliang smiled and was about to answer, when Gu Shibang's body suddenly sounded a hurried call of the machine. (To be continued.) )