Chapter Twenty-Seven: Fang Jun Who Was Favored (Ask for Collection)
Suddenly, Tang Zhiyong, who was still struggling with the paper question in front of him, heard Fang Jun's voice from behind. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Quickly turned his head and put down the ballpoint pen that was still spinning in his hand, showed a kind smile, and said happily: "Xiaojun, you can be regarded as coming, hurry up and help my brother get on stage, sing a few songs casually, and now it has been fifteen minutes since the opening, and some of the guests who came to listen to the song were impatient to leave." ”
Seeing that Tang Zhiyong, the big boss who had always been stable before, would actually be anxious for such a trivial matter, but he did not lose his stability in the midst of nervousness, Fang Jun couldn't help but feel curious, and asked, "Brother Zhiyong, what is your situation!" You have such a big specialty bar here, do you sign a singer to sing? ”
Tang Zhiyong, who was surprised by Fang Jun's arrival, heard Fang Jun's inquiry, his face suddenly turned purple and blue, and there was even a faint distorted meaning.
At the same time, the tone of speech was more heavy: "Damn, the singer who was originally in charge of this time today suddenly resigned, and I couldn't find a replacement singer for a while, so I remembered that you are also a singer, and I heard that you have recently fallen out with CLUE Entertainment, so I called you to try it." ”
"You just have to sing a few songs, you decide the song, the next singer will come before nine o'clock, and I'll leave it to you to open now."
Looking at the changes in Tang Zhiyong's face and his angry explanation, Fang Jun couldn't think of a good answer for a while, nodded and said with a smile: "No problem, I'll go to your backstage here to prepare first, and if there is a guitar, you can send me a guitar!" ”
Inadvertently, at the moment he turned around, he found that the man in white shirt who had been sitting beside Tang Zhiyong and had not spoken all this time also looked up at his side, and Fang Jun felt a sense of familiarity between his eyebrows and eyes.
The man was about thirty-five years old, with bangs that covered his forehead, but his hairstyle also revealed a messy feeling, the collar of the white shirt in the suit was slightly open, and the cuffs of the shirt were also rolled up to the middle of the arm, revealing his sexy wheat-colored skin refracted by the bar light.
The black eyes are full of depth, the bridge of the nose is high, and the lips seem to have just drunk and become sexy, and there is no sense of disobedience when they are matched together.
And the moment the two looked at each other, the corners of the white-shirted man's lips hooked a small arc, nodded slightly at Fang Jun, who saw him, and then turned around and continued to drink the blue cocktail in his cup, revealing a strong aura on his body.
Suddenly, Fang Jun's heart jumped suddenly, and he also turned around and walked in the direction of the backstage of the bar, and suddenly, he was afraid that he would make eye contact with this strange man, as if the man would devour him.
Suddenly, there was a chuckle from a man in a white shirt behind him, as if he had encountered something funny, laughing.
At this moment, Tang Zhiyong, who was sitting next to him, also looked up at him, with a questioning expression on his calm face, and said with a smile: "Tang Peng, what the hell are you doing?" ”
The man named Tang Peng touched the stubble on his chin with his right hand, and gently shook the wine glass on the bar with his left hand, and said, "Yes, I like this kid, but I think he seems to have seen him somewhere?" ”
Hearing Tang Peng's strange answer, Tang Zhiyong's face showed surprise, and then he showed a wry smile, and said: "It's not surprising that you've seen it, this kid used to be a singer, and he was a member of a men's group under CULE Entertainment, which rose on TV, as the lead singer and dancer. ”
"Recently, because of a relationship scandal with a female star named Fang Yinyin under your current opponent Song Media, the contract was forcibly terminated by CLUE Entertainment, and now it has been issued a ten-year ban order by Song in the entertainment industry!"
"Oh, what you're talking about, I have the impression that the Song family spent so much money to remove the headlines of major websites from the shelves, causing a sensation in the well-known companies in the entire circle, but I didn't expect the hero of the incident to be this kid!"
Listening to a sigh, then Tang Zhiyong immediately said Fang Jun's situation, and Tang Peng next to him wiped out the cocktail in his hand before nodding and saying a word.
The backstage of the bar is actually a garage separated from the front warehouse, and there are two small suites directly opposite each other, and there is an aisle in the middle, which can be directly walked to the center stage of the bar from the middle.
Fang Jun, under the leadership of Lin Heng, walked into the room prepared for the singer backstage, and Fang Jun couldn't help but observe everywhere curiously.
At this time, a large room was empty, with a row of dressing tables and storage cabinets, as well as seven or eight soft chairs, presumably for the resident singers and callers.
There are also two small suites with open doors, which are also empty, with sofas, TVs, wine coolers, and separate toilets.
Seeing such a situation, Fang Jun still couldn't help but complain in his heart: Society is so realistic, even if you sing in this kind of bar, the status of singers is also very different.
At this moment, the voice of the bar host was already heard on the stage outside, and Fang Jun, as a star, sometimes came to some bars to relax parties, and naturally heard that this was the beginning of the usual warm-up in the bar, which also represented the official welcome of the bar.
Hearing the voice in front of him, Fang Jun's face was slightly moved, speaking of which, he hadn't stood on the stage and sang like this for more than a month, to be honest, he really felt a little apprehensive in his heart, and couldn't help but worry in his heart, what if someone knew me, because the relationship was exposed and was spurned and abused on the Internet, would it bring trouble to Tang Zhiyong.
However, as a singer who has already debuted, he quickly adjusted his emotions, and self-regulation of emotions is the first hurdle for an artist's debut, and Fang Jun quickly adapted to the current apprehension.
At this moment, a short-haired young man wearing a standard uniform uniform pushed the door in, and put a guitar in front of Fang Jun with a guitar in his hand, looking at him curiously, his eyes full of doubts.
"This is the guitar that the boss asked me to bring to you, saying that you might need it when you go on stage."
Hearing the waiter's explanation, Fang Jun nodded and didn't say much, asking him to go back and tell Tang Zhiyong to say thank you.
Immediately, sitting in front of the dressing table to sort out his image, as a singer standing on the stage, he needs to pay attention to his image at all times, even if he is now banned by Song's Media, but this habit, Fang Jun will still pay special attention, waiting for the host on the stage to use a joking warm-up to end.
Listening to the opening of the host on the stage, what song he planned to sing for a while, Fang Jun already had his own ideas in his heart.
Soon, the voice in front gradually fell, standing at the entrance of the stage, Fang Jun obviously did not show any excitement or nervousness, like this small-scale resident singer or commercial performance, he has received a lot, and the stage experience has been exercised.
At this time, it means that Fang Jun, who is a resident singer, is on stage, Fang Jun, who is standing in the background, holds the guitar in his hand, lifts the curtain, walks to the stool prepared in the center of the stage, bows politely, and then sits on the stool, holding the guitar in his arms with his right arm, and freeing his left hand to adjust the height of the microphone.
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