Good music can really move people's hearts. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Steve Fan's Divine Comedy, Lao Huang's top-of-the-line custom electric guitar, and the first-class audio equipment of Mansion No. 8.

Coupled with Yang Hao's god-like playing skills, it perfectly interprets the charm of music at this moment.

The song is over, and the aftermath lingers!

Thunderous applause rang out in the hall again, and the bigwigs were still able to control their emotions.

After all, they are all characters who are used to calling for wind and rain, and they are all relatively old, even if they are touched, they will quickly adjust.

But those young second generations are not so free, they are easily infected by the clear electronic sound, as if something is about to explode in the depths of their souls, and their blood is surging upwards.

Especially those rebels who are usually relatively high, the unruliness in their bones is ignited at the moment, where does it matter what the occasion is, I just want the mysterious guitarist on the stage to have a few more solos, and then enjoy it!

"Awesome! One more! ”

I don't know who started shouting first, but it was soon in the area on the right side of the hall, and there were waves of sounds.

Boss Yao, who was sitting in the middle of the front row, had a look on his face at this time, which was completely a live-action version of the smiling expression of the rampage comic on the Internet.

He looked at the mysterious guitarist on the stage and roared in his heart: Big brother, you are invited by the monkey to smash the field, right? It's a good charity reception, but you made it into a concert, and this is a meow and a king's law!

At this time, Dong Chou stood in front of the stage with a hard head, thinking that the pit he had dug would be filled in crying.

He faced the hard-hit area where the second generation gathered, and said with a forced smile: "Friends over there, we agreed in advance just now, and now it's time for a charity auction, please forgive me." ”

After speaking, Dong Chou pulled Yang Hao, who looked confused, to the front of the stage and bowed, ready to forcibly retreat.

Most of the second generation is still reasonable, and at this time, seeing that things can't be done, they no longer force it, and they all shake their heads regretfully, ready to forget it.

But as the so-called forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, and when they saw that Dong Chou and Yang Hao were about to successfully retreat, they were stunned that there were fierce people who were not afraid of big things and stood up to make trouble!

"Dong Chou! Since it's a charity auction, isn't it just to raise money? Then I have a good suggestion, let this electric guitar master play a few more tunes, each one is considered tonight's lot, and we can pay for the auction, right? ”

The man who spoke was in his early twenties, with shiny silver hair, a diamond stud earring in his left ear, and a burgundy Givenchy custom casual suit, which was very unruly.

After he made a suggestion, regardless of whether others agreed or not, he raised his right hand with a big grin and stretched out a finger: "That's it, since I proposed, then I'll give a starting price first." ”

"Every song played by the master, no matter how long or short, each song starts at 100,000 yuan, if someone bids, then follow the normal auction process, and if no one bids, I will be all-inclusive, will it be successful?"

As soon as his guaranteed price came out, the guests in the back row, especially the young models who tried their best to get in, were really full of golden light!

The auction reserve price of 100,000 yuan is really not high, but this is listening to a song, or this kind of one-person electric guitar solo, and it is gone after listening to it, unlike other lots, there is still something.

What's even more terrifying is that it doesn't matter how long or short, that is, there is no time limit, if the guitarist comes to an interlude, such as the famous electric guitar interlude solo in "Endless-Rain", it will only look like a minute.

That's really 100,000 yuan a minute, and 300,000 or 400,000 yuan in three or four minutes, which is higher than the appearance fee of many ordinary singers, and this is only the guaranteed reserve price of the auction!

Zhang Lei and Xia Xiaoxue, who were sitting in the front row, also widened their eyes in an instant and looked at each other.

"That's 100,000 yuan, and the combined income of my parents in a year may not be so much, but Yang Hao is just playing a random tune now, which is worth 100,000 yuan, or even more, this ...... It's incredible! ”

Zhang Lei's mood is very complicated, her parents are both civil servants, and they are already a relatively high-income family in the county, but now compared with Yang Hao, it is completely different.

And Xia Xiaoxue once again saw the shocking talent of her cheap master, and thought to herself that it was no wonder that the master didn't care about the high income of his live broadcast at all, he was hundreds of thousands of dollars in this minute!

Yin Meiling and Wan Baoer were calmer, at least they didn't see much surprise on their expressions.

But in the bottom of their hearts, the two of them also sighed at Yang Hao's amazing talent, not the guaranteed price of 100,000 yuan a minute, after all, it was a donation, not Yang Hao's own income.

Rather, he sighed how anyone could be proficient in so many completely unbounded aspects at the same time, is this really something that human beings can do?

Maybe there really is such a peerless genius, but at least, Yang Hao is the first and only one they have seen, and he is still alive!

In this way, the proposal of the silver-haired stud earring man instantly brought the scene to a stalemate again.

As soon as many second-generation people heard this proposal, they applauded loudly.

"yes, it's an auction anyway, so why can't you auction off the guitar master's performance? We can bid for it, and we can do our part for charity, right? ”

The second generation, who were just about to die down, made noise again.

This time, Dong Chou really can't save the scene anymore, because what these people say can be regarded as partly true, and now it can only depend on what Boss Yao and the organizer mean.

Boss Yao was smiling all over his face, and was about to go on stage and mud, his plan was to let the mysterious guitarist play one or two more tunes to settle the matter.

But Yang Hao stretched out his hand at this time and motioned to Dong Zhou to give him the microphone, and Dong Zhou was still a little confused at this time, so he gave it to him.

As a result, Yang Hao took the microphone, turned around and said coldly to the second-generation people in the audience: "Thank you for your love, but I'm sorry, tonight's performance is over, at least I won't play any more." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and walked backstage, looking arrogant and arrogant.

In fact, Yang Hao was bitter at this time, and now in addition to the accompaniment score of the song just now, there is only "for-the-love-of-god" in his mind.

If you want to continue playing, you can't repeat it, right? And in front of everyone's eyes, I can't ask the backstage staff to find a score for me.

Then you can only improvise by yourself, or arrange the music on the spot, in that case, not to mention the hard work, the effect is not necessarily good.

What's more, Yang Hao feels that his friendship is enough to act, and there is no need to get used to those second generations at this time.

Besides, it's not too early, and I'll have to pick up my parents and Xiaohuan at the airport later.

But he wanted to leave, but some people were not happy. (To be continued.) )