Ye Ning bid 400,000 yuan.

No one dared to speak out anymore, and soon everyone looked at Mo Yu.

Looking forward to what kind of music Mo Yu can sing.

"400,000, how much can I take?" At this moment, Mo Yu had this idea in his mind, he took a deep breath, glanced at Box No. 1, and then said into the microphone: "Thank you, Mr. Ye of Box No. 1, for giving us the support of the May Bar, and the next original music for everyone." ”

That's it!

The audience applauded.

Even in the box, there were many people who were constantly applauding.

Wang Ou stood on the balcony, looking at Mo Yu on the stage, his hands kept clapping to show encouragement.

The light shone on Mo Yu's face, which looked a little pale, but perhaps a strange brilliance.

Everyone is quiet!

Mo Yu put the guitar on the ground, and this time he did not choose to use the guitar, but used an electronic keyboard.

For a singer, you don't have to be able to play any instrument, but at least you have to understand a little, and you have to learn the minimum melody and foundation.

Sitting in front of the electronic keyboard, Mo Yu pulled the main pole of the microphone down a bit, and then he spoke softly.

Bite!

The crisp voice sounded slowly, and everyone looked at Mo Yu peacefully.

"I can't forget how long! I never heard you tell me your favorite story again. ”

"I thought about it for a long time, and I started to panic."

"Am I doing something wrong again?"

The voice was low, as she said, with an indifferent sadness, making everyone's hearts seem to be grabbed.

"You cried and said to me, fairy tales are all lies, I can't be your prince."

When he sang here, I don't know why, Mo Yu felt a pain in his heart, his voice was slightly choked, and a memory came to his mind.

A long street.

The sunset shone over, sprinkling a piece of red, the track of the train was overgrown with weeds, and a teenager carried a schoolbag and walked slowly.

There was a girl in front of her, who didn't walk very far, but it seemed very far.

The girl was wearing a clean white dress with an indifferent jasmine scent, and she looked at it stupidly, just quietly.

The memory in my mind suddenly erupted into an indescribable love.

In an instant, Mo Yu knew what was going on.

When I was in high school, a transfer student came to the school, only remembering that her name was Xia Jasmine, but I didn't know any information about her, like a jasmine flower, broke into her own world.

Since then, the irritable high school has been more happy and more casual.

It's just that after the college entrance examination, the two parted ways, and what they wanted to say was choked in their throats and couldn't speak.

It was a youthful youth, and it brought a kind of memory that people could not forget.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu didn't know why, and felt that the love had exploded, maybe it was another Mo Yu, who left a memory attachment.

"Maybe you won't understand, since you said you love me, my sky and stars have lit up."

Singing this, Mo Yu was silent!

Everyone looked at Mo Yu, looked at Mo Yu in unison, and at this moment, no matter who it was, they all looked at Mo Yu.

In the box, Shen Mengyao, Zhou Qian, Xu Zijian, Zhou Lin, Ye Ning, Wang Fan and others couldn't help but come to the balcony of the box after hearing such a voice.

looked at Mo Yu in the audience.

The sound stopped abruptly!

There was silence!

That kind of indifferent sadness permeated everyone's hearts.

Everyone didn't speak, just looked at Mo Yu quietly.

One second!

Ten seconds!

Half a minute!

One minute!

Everyone was quiet.

Suddenly!

The music rang out intensely.

"I want to be the angel you love in fairy tales."

"Spread your hands and become wings to protect you."

"You have to believe, believe that we will be like in a fairy tale."

"Happiness and joy are the end."

Singing to the last paragraph, Mo Yu showed a smile, although this fairy tale, and the memory in his mind, is not very appropriate, but he sang another Mo Yu's heart.

After smiling.

Mo Yu raised his voice and continued to sing.

A famous piece of music, "Fairy Tale" finally came to an end.

After the music ended, Mo Yu took a deep breath, he pressed the last key, and then looked at everyone.

Many people under the hall looked at themselves stupidly, and many of them had tears in their eyes.

If "She Said" is a sad story, then the fairy tale is a sadistic story.

The love of the male protagonist would rather turn into an angel to guard the heroine, but I don't know why this love seems so a failure!

A fairy tale!

Sang the hearts of many.

Wang Jing'an is such a person, listening to fairy tales, Wang Jing'an can't help but think of the girl who always likes to wear blue and white school uniforms when she was in college.

I want to be an angel myself!

wanted to protect their beloved, but in the end, the cruelty of reality forced them to separate.

Wang Jing'an has always felt that time is the elixir to heal all injuries, and he spent five years burying this matter in his heart.

He felt like he had forgotten about it!

But because of this music, the dusty memory was awakened.

Thinking of this, twenty-five-year-old Wang Jing'an quietly wiped a handful of tears, and then applauded wildly!

The applause brought many people back to their senses.

So everyone didn't have any stinginess, clapped their hands frantically, and gave Mo Yu the warmest, most passionate, and loudest applause.

"Good song!"

"That's good."

"It's the best music I've ever heard in my life."

"400,000, it's worth it."

"Ah Xing! God of Song! Sing! God of Song! ”

"Ah Xing! God of Song! Sing! God of Song! ”

There were more than 300 people in the hall, more than 100 people in the booths, and about two or three hundred people in the ten boxes, all of them gave Mo Yu the most intense applause, and they did not skimp on this applause.

Even when they noticed that their hands were red and swollen, they gritted their teeth and continued to beat, because this music was simply too good.

Applause!

A few minutes later, Mo Yu slowly spoke: "This music, called a fairy tale, is given to Mr. Ye in Box No. 1!" ”

At this moment, everyone felt that this music was worth buying.

And in the first box.

Ye Ning took a sip of wine, and said with a smile on his face: "I didn't expect that such a good singer is hiding around us, why hasn't Meng Yao heard you say it before." ”

Shen Mengyao came back to her senses, she withdrew her gaze, glanced at Ye Ning, and then said, "It turns out that he looks like a general, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful all of a sudden." ”

It's no wonder that Shen Mengyao was surprised, in fact, Zhou Qian, Xu Zijian, and Zhou Lin were also full of surprise.

Because of the previous Mo language, although the voice is good, it can't be controlled in many places, but I haven't seen it for less than a week, and suddenly it has become so powerful?

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and Mo Yu had no intention of continuing to sing.

Besides, if you continue to sing, it will be your own solo concert, and it is indulgent to come to the bar, Mo Yu is gone, although many people shouted loudly to continue to stay, but in the end it was just over.

Before going to Box No. 1, Mo Yu found Wu Xing, and he was not tactful, and asked straight to the point how much the commission would be this time.

"Fifty out of a thousand."

This is Wu Xing's complaint to Mo Yu, and tonight's turnover totaled more than 700,000, which is the performance brought by Mo Yu.

This also means that today alone, Mo Yu has earned 35,000 yuan.

After learning the news, Mo Yu's face was full of joy.

Walking to the box, I happened to meet Wang Ou.

"Mr. Wang."

Mo Yu said hello with a smile undiminished, Wang Ou closed the door, saw Mo Yu, and said with a smile: "Well, very good, Ah Xing, the songs you sang today are very good, do a good job, I helped you find a few companies that day and signed you." ”

Wang Ou said with a smile on his face.

And Mo Yu nodded, and didn't think much of what Wang Ou said, not that Mo Yu didn't believe that Wang Ou would do this, but that Mo Yu didn't need it.

Because even if someone comes to him now and says that he wants to sign a contract, Mo Yu is afraid that he will not agree.

For no other reason, for a newcomer, signing a company is equivalent to being pressed by a brokerage company.

The other party will not give him any good conditions, at most, how much is the monthly salary, and after three years of training and three years of debut, he will talk about the sharing.

In other words, you have to give each other six years for nothing.

In case you don't do well and someone kicks you, you really don't have anything to say.

In case you are on fire, then there is this contract, and when it comes to the third and fourth years, it will ask you to renew the contract, will you renew it? Not continued? Okay, for the next two years, you'll be going to commercial shows all day.

Squeeze you dry!

You continue, that good talk continues to be suppressed.

All in all, want to wrestle with a brokerage company? In the current situation, it is not realistic.

So Mo Yu's goal now is to make money, release an album for himself, and make himself popular!

It's weird, but so what?

But just as Wang Ou was about to leave, Mo Yu suddenly whispered: "Mr. Wang, I don't think our bar is doing well!" ”

As soon as he said this, Wang Ou suddenly stopped!

"Oh, why do you say that?" Wang Ou looked at Mo Yu, his face was calm, and he couldn't show whether he was happy or angry.

As for Mo Yu, he was stunned for a while, and scolded in his heart what he was doing, what could he do.

But the words have been spoken, if Mo Yu doesn't answer, won't it leave a bad impression on Wang Ou's heart.

At that moment, Mo Yuyi gritted his teeth and said: "That's the case, Mr. Wang, I don't think you have understood what the real core of the bar means, so our bar, although there is no difference between people in terms of decoration, but in many aspects, it is not inferior to others." ”

"What does that mean?"

Wang Ou's expression was still calm, and he looked at Mo Yu curiously.

And Mo Yu said with a sneer.

(It's automatically updated, but it hasn't been uploaded, and after a closer look, I found that I set it to update at eight o'clock tomorrow...... Sorry, this chapter is the 15th, and there are three more today! ）