"Miss, this doesn't fit well, does it?" The burly man standing beside him dissuaded.

"That's right, Mr. Yin, although it's meal time, it also belongs to the working time" Mr. Wang looked at the girl with a look of embarrassment.

"It doesn't matter, it's better to be sparse than blocked, it can be regarded as letting everyone relax, management should be humane, managers should have an open mind, and learn to guide and solve in the face of this kind of scene." Mr. Yin looked at Jiang Hao, who was surrounded by everyone in the center, and said to himself thoughtfully, "If you are really a buried talent, let me wait and see how far you can go." ”

Jiang Hao took the guitar and was about to fight for a few tables, and then stood on the platform to perform. Although the onlookers love to watch the excitement, after all, they are skeptical of his performance, and they don't believe that such a little tally clerk can really sing such a beautiful song, so no one helps him, and they all stand there and watch coldly.

At this time, the little white face who regarded him as a deep hatred, as well as Liu Ye and her followers, were silent with the mentality of watching him play.

Because they don't think Jiang Hao really has any singing level at all. And, even if he sings well? On such an occasion, the crowd would never approve of him.

Most of the people here were born in Shangcheng, and the innate sense of superiority in their hearts and their contempt for Xiacheng made it difficult for Jiang Hao, who was born in Xiacheng, to gain appreciation and recognition, unless he was good enough to break people's worldly concepts.

But is it possible? They sneered inwardly. You must know that he just beat someone, and after he finished singing, they could find a reason to erase his achievements, completely suppress him, and even sue him to the safety supervision department, so that he would never want to raise his head and be a man for the rest of his life. Thinking of this, Xiao Baiyan and Liu Ye all saw a smug smile in each other's eyes.

But to everyone's surprise, the restaurant management department actually sent a few managers to help build a small stage, turned on the restaurant's speakers, and also sent a wireless headset over.

This move puzzled many people, and some people were even more unhappy.

But for Jiang Hao, it is no less than sending carbon in the snow, although it is also a little strange, but it can only be put aside for the time being.

Right now, he's already looking for a feeling, in fact, he's already in the groove, and he's found that he actually likes this kind of occasion in his bones. To put it simply, it belongs to people who come crazy, usually quiet and quiet, and when they encounter live performances, they are particularly passionate.

With a headset and a guitar in one hand, he gently jumped onto the improvised stage and began his first non-mainstream live performance in reality.

Jiang Hao stood on the stage, staring at the audience, but his gaze was unfocused, his mind was already immersed in the music that was about to be played.

Everyone was looking at him, and everyone had different eyes, but he liked the feeling, the feeling of being looked up to.

On the stage where several dinner tables were patchworked, the melody gradually sounded, and a few simple notes were pulled out in his hands, and the notes contained passionate and unrestrained emotions.

Jiang Hao closed his eyes slightly, seemingly casual, but in fact, his heart was swimming wantonly in the vast sea, every time he pulled out, it seemed to have a gripping power, and the eyes of the audience began to be serious, and the restaurant became quieter and quieter.

How many times have I fallen on the road

How many times have I broken my wings

Now I don't feel hesitant anymore

I want to transcend this ordinary life

……

Jiang Hao tilted his head slightly, his body trembled rhythmically, the passionate lyrics flowed out like a clear spring, his slightly closed eyes occasionally opened, and his uninhibited and wanton eyes were full of firm confidence and passion for the surge.

The sonorous and powerful melody vibrates the heart, and this rhythmic sound plays the beat of life.

Mr. Yin, who had been standing under the stage and watching from afar, looked at Jiang Hao's still immature facial features, and a trace of tenderness appeared in his indifferent heart. Suddenly turned her head and whispered a few words to Mr. Wang, as Mr. Wang kept nodding, she suddenly was stunned for a while after she finished speaking, and finally sighed lightly, turned around and drifted away.

"Is this really Jiang Hao from our grain and oil class?" A colleague in the grain and oil class was already dumbfounded by what he saw in front of him, looked at the stage blankly, and asked a very idiotic question to the colleague next to him.

"I don't know, right?" The man next to him was equally unbearable.

"It's him, it's definitely him, it's ridiculous that I was just going to ask him to sit with us and make fun of him, and now it looks like we've all become clowns." A colleague muttered with a dejected face, thinking that he also had beautiful dreams at the beginning, and he didn't know when he would become what he is now.

"I didn't expect him to be so talented and always so low-key, and to be honest, I used to think he was different. No wonder he can sing such a good level of songs, although I don't understand it very well, but I can feel that every sentence he sings makes me very moved, and I have an urge to cry" Another colleague said suddenly, looking at Jiang Hao on the stage with a look of adoration as he spoke. A colleague who used to think so inconspicuous now feels that the distance between him and them is so far away.

On stage, he continued to interpret his inner dream, and his voice became more and more passionate, as if he was using his life to make his own cry.

The release from the heart, the excitement, the flying of youth, the young heart that often cringes and feels confused about every road that must be taken, shouting, running, like a wild horse, blooming life, blooming every flower of life.

……

I want a life that blooms

It's like flying in the open sky

It is like walking through the boundless wilderness

Have the strength to break free of a qiē

……

"How could it be, how could he have come up with such a song? Why does he have such a high level of singing and stay in this place as a tallyman? Did he think he was making up a novel? It's ridiculous, what's wrong with this world? She wanted to laugh at the obvious timidity of the attendants who wanted to walk away, she didn't know if the world was crazy or if she was crazy.

She wanted to stand in front of Jiang Hao and ask him loudly, "You must have done it on purpose, you did it on purpose, have you been laughing at me?" Yes, surely mocking yourself in this way. I still look down on him, no wonder he says I think too much, no wonder he says it's not interesting to me at all, he's serious. It turns out that I really think too much" At this point, she had completely lost her mind, and was stunned by that person talking to herself.

The audience in the audience was completely immersed in Jiang Hao's singing, everyone looked at the stage with appreciative eyes, and listened attentively to this heart-warming song, which felt like they were running wildly on the vast and boundless land. Most of the people present were just ordinary people, and this song sang the hearts of too many ordinary people.

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Thanks for the reward at the end of the drama, the wonderful plot is coming soon!