In the silence of everyone's different thoughts, Huang Tian got up and handed a few sheets of music to Zhang Hao and the others, and then under the gaze of everyone, he walked to the open space in front of him, which was where the Korean band performed just now.

"Wait a minute, let's tune and familiarize ourselves with the score, just a few minutes." Because it is a new song, I haven't practiced it before, so Zhang Hao and the others are taking the score that Huang Tian just wrote and reading it carefully, and then try it with a musical instrument from time to time, Huang Tian also hung up the guitar for himself and familiarized himself with the tone.

A few minutes later, Huang Tian looked at the rest of the band, and Zhang Hao and the others had a shelf in front of them to place the scores, which Chen Long specially found for them, and when Huang Tian's eyes looked over, they all nodded slightly.

After more than a year of cooperation and hard work, they have undergone earth-shaking changes in both individual skills and team cooperation, so although it is a new song, although they have never practiced, they are ready to play after being familiar with the score several times, and then with the paper score in front of them.

"Okay, then we'll start the show." As soon as Huang Tian's words fell, the sound of the guitar sounded quickly.

At first, the melody was a little small and monotonous, which made everyone feel nothing, but after a few seconds, when the drum kit and the sound of the bass were added, the clear sense of rhythm instantly appeared.

"I'm a part-time worker, walking all the way through the street and getting a bad stomach, and I can't wash it until the end of the month, and I'm a ghost-"

This is a song belonging to the previous generation of the Beyond band, called "Half a Pound and Eight Taels", this is a song that describes the hard life of migrant workers, at this time, the people in the scene, except for those Korean singers, are basically from Guangdong and Xiangjiang, so they are very familiar with Cantonese, and there is no meaning that they don't understand, but because of the familiarity of the language and the simplicity of the lyrics, it grabbed everyone's hearts at once.

The general meaning of the first line of the lyrics is that we, a group of migrant workers, running around are simply torturing the stomach, and how can we have enough money at the end of the month?

The simple and simple language makes the image of a migrant worker instantly appear in front of everyone's eyes, and many of those entrepreneurs and bosses directly applaud to express their emotions.

(It's really very unlucky, and the worst thing is that the boss is powerful at every turn, and he barks at us like a dog when he has something to do here, and his face is very ugly when he mentions it.)

This is the first time that everyone has seen the Sunken-Sinking Band perform at close range, although because it is a new song, everyone has to look at the score in front of them from time to time when performing, but whether it is the performance skills and coordination, or the personal expression is very natural, unlike the previous Korean band performance, there is still a little restrained.

"Half a catty and eight taels, so that you only accumulate the same kind (do it very hard), half a catty and eight taels, the wet water cannon will sound (how can the firecrackers sound in wet water), half a catty and eight taels, stiff enough to grab the gun (if you have the ability, you can take it and grab it if you are brave enough)—"

Huang Tian's singing voice was high-pitched with a little anger, and the bosses who were still sitting at the table before had already gotten up and came to Huang Tian's people at this time, and applauded loudly with Huang Tian's singing.

Which of them, the self-made bosses who started from the bottom, has not been scolded by the boss? How many people haven't encountered something similar when they were working?

The songs of the Sunken Band seemed to help them recall the initial hardships, and reminded them of the most difficult and confusing days.

Looking at the bosses who were a little excited, Chen Long's originally somewhat apprehensive heart finally calmed down, and he couldn't help but appreciate it even more when he looked at the few young people who performed confidently.

"Out of half a catty, I want to talk about Luo Fanzu eight taels, the family is evil and eats, there is half a catty and eight taels of ideals on the side, and I am swollen-" (out of half a catty, I want to get back the remuneration of eight taels, and now it is difficult to make money, how can there be such an ideal thing, there is really no way-)

This lyric may be the voice of all the workers, a working boy, as the lowest and most disadvantaged contribution group, in order to live, hard work, but only get that little bit of gain.

"Good !!" Some of the bosses couldn't help but applaud loudly, his eyes widened and he was panting, like a wage earner who wanted to raise his salary, but was rejected by his boss again and again. There is endless anger, but there is only helpless acceptance. Because that's the reality.

"I'm a worker in the class (our group of workers), a slave for money all my life (a slave for money all my life), a kind of hard work and frightening ghosts (that kind of hard work and pity are scared to death when told about it), die for you (die for you), talk about the so-called (don't say it doesn't matter)-"

Huang Tian sang while pointing to the bosses, with a high-pitched singing, some of the bosses drank heavily, some applauded loudly, and some looked up at the sky, let the tears silently cross the corners of their eyes, and quietly left.

Huang Tian's eyes were sharp, his singing voice was wanton, and many girls were also screaming and cheering for the Sunken-Sinking Band, as for the Korean band on the side, their faces were really not good-looking at this time, and unfortunately, the reporters on the scene had already paid attention to them when they were "embarrassed" by the Sunken-Sinking Band.

A Korean band came to Huaxia to show off their strategy and IQ, aren't you pumping your brain?!

When the singing of the Sunken-Sink Band became higher and more intense, the reporters had already used their cameras to clearly record the faces of several Korean white-faced. Maybe tomorrow's newspaper will be called Korea's little white face. A reporter thought so.

When the Sunken Band ended the performance amid everyone's cheers and screams, the faces of several members of the Korean band finally gradually recovered in the continuous breathing, and then they also laughed and applauded and cheered like everyone else, as if their embarrassed faces had never been the same just now.

"It's really the best newcomer band in Asia, we're really willing to bow down!" Park Ki, the lead singer and captain of the Korean NP band, said to Huang Tian excitedly.

"Hehe-" Huang Tian looked at Captain Park Ki with a smile on his face, then stretched out his hand and gently patted the other party's shoulder, and said, "Work hard, you guys are also very good!" ”

Captain Park's face paused for a moment, and then quickly made up for it with a smile, but that smile was really too fake.

At this time, Captain Park's heart was simply lightning and thunder, and he was full of swearing, but he still had to look honored, because he himself first said that they were fans of the Shen-Yuan band, not to mention, the performance of the Shen-Yuan band, in everyone's opinion, is indeed much stronger than theirs, not to mention, in terms of honor and rank, the Shen-Yuan band has also thrown them out a few streets, so Huang Tian encouraged the Korean band with the appearance of his predecessors, although it was a little awkward, but everyone agreed.

Of course, this is because the other party is a Korean player, and it is the other party who provokes first, but if it is a Chinese singer, and the other party does not provoke, Huang Tian will definitely be blamed by everyone if he is older than him and debuts earlier than himself.

However, there is no if, Huang Tian will not be stupid to do the kind of thing that is taken by someone, the Korean band members at this time only hope that the banquet will end quickly, under the various eyes around them, they are a little unbearable.

However, Huang Tian was not so easy to let go of this Korean singer who was about to provoke him for some reason, he looked at the other party's smirking face, and then said with a smile, "Everyone mentioned before that we want to do our part for the disaster area, we as young people, as a new generation of rock people in the two countries, I think we should donate a little more, this is not only for the disaster area, but also on behalf of the support of young people in our two countries for charity, well, I will come first, I will donate five million." ”

"I don't have any money, so I'll donate a million."

"I also donate a million"

"Me too—"

Except for Huang Tian, the others directly donated one million per person. Not to mention a few Korean bands, even the entrepreneurs, bosses and celebrities present were stunned.

You must know that although celebrities from all over the world have been doing charity, and Chinese stars have never lagged behind, when it comes to donations, it is more than 100,000 yuan, and the first-line big names are generally hundreds of thousands, and only a few will donate more than one million, or tens of millions, and most of the artists actually just mean to express their feelings and support for charity.

There are really not many people who have donated millions, but these people in the hall now donate more than one million at one time for charity, and there is also one big brother Chen Long, who has donated tens of millions at one time, and others, most of them are tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and some celebrities even donate thousands.

As a newcomer band, Huang Tian actually donated five million at one time, and the rest of the band also donated one million per person, which has to be said to be definitely a big move.

Calculated in this way, the Sunken-Fall Band donated a total of 9 million, and several members of the Korean band were already a little stunned and at a loss.

However, Huang Tian didn't let go of the other party, and asked with a smile, "Our band donated a total of nine million, I'm sorry, less than ten million, what about you, how much are you going to donate?" ”

Park Ki raised his head and looked at Huang Tian's smiling face, and his heart twitched and hurt, nine million, just kidding, how much money can they make in a year in South Korea?

But looking at Huang Tian's smiling eyes and feeling the gazes that fell on him around him, Park Ki kept cheering himself up in his heart, he couldn't be embarrassed by his country, he couldn't be looked down upon, and then let himself look as relaxed as possible, try not to care about it, and said as naturally as possible, "I donate - donate five - no - donate one, one million!" ”

Compared with Huang Tian's five million, it is less, but as he said just now, the Shen-Yuan band is more famous than them, stronger than them, and Huaxia is also stronger than South Korea, so it should be that he donates less than the other party.

With Park Ki taking the lead, the other members of the Korean band also had to generously donate 500,000 each, making a total of 3 million for the Korean band.

Hearing the statistics loudly reported the numbers by the staff on the side, the hearts of the Korean band members were dripping blood, it was really not easy for them to make some money!