As Bai Chan sang the short rap with a deep voice, echoing Tong Ershao's slow but precise drum beat, a film seemed to float in front of everyone's eyes, showing the decaying Luoyang City, and the figure that became rickety and disappeared in an instant under the old tree, and there were still pale wings in the cloudy eyes.

Tao Le, who was moved again by these two beautiful love songs, went crazy, three days ago he thought that he had seen the value of Bai Chan clearly, and now he realized that he was a blind eye to Mount Tai.

He can't stand such a singer being owned by others, such a sad melody, such a lyric that shapes the picture, such an easy way to draw a corner of history, such a strong love tragedy, who can refuse?

Looking at Bai Chan who was singing indifferently in front of him, this big boy who could no longer be described as talented, he no longer doubted whether Bai Chan could be the successor of the dragon, because Bai Chan had already given him the best proof.

He told himself that no matter what the conditions, promise him, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life, even if Brother Records can still fight back and live, it is not enough to make up for it.

Brother Chang, who was smiling in the crowd, didn't have so much sadness and melancholy, what he saw was that the wine stored in his warehouse that had been dusted for half a year was about to be swept away, and what he saw was the irreplaceable prosperity of the bar on a rainy night and the money that was getting more and more every day, and in these years, no one would have a hard time with money, even if he was a family like him.

Then he had been observing the reactions of the guests, and saw Zhang Yuhao in the crowd with grim eyes and even gritting his teeth. This rotten man who repeatedly wanted to do bad things for him suddenly made a cold sweat suddenly soak out of his forehead, and then became angry.

Bad people's money is like killing their parents, and they were almost succeeded by this guy last time, thanks to Bai Chan, a kid who came forward after being possessed by a god. If this guy uses his indiscriminate methods on Bai Chan, who has an ordinary family background, and makes a slight mistake, wouldn't it ruin his financial route, and he will also eat Tong Ershao, who has always had a good relationship with crime, how can he not be angry!

The keyboard player who was playing the melody behind Bai Chan, listening to Bai Chan's beautiful and poignant lyrics, looking at his slightly lonely back, biting his red lips, and once again torturing her inner she was helplessly hesitating, like a butterfly about to moth to a fire.

As if she knew where Bai Zen's heart belonged, she still couldn't help herself.

As a girl who loves music, she has never lacked some excellent suitors around her because of her delicate appearance since she was a child, and now she is also in the conservatory. If it was Bai Chan three days ago, she couldn't rank ten fingers, but she has always been at a loss about love, and just thinks that her other half should come with fate, with a talented connotation and a passable appearance.

The beauty of the green bag is not a vase with only appearance, her family background is not bad, she is also pampered by her parents and does not worship money, and she has good musical literacy and talent, coupled with her innate love for music, it is natural that she is now attracted by Bai Chan again and again.

It's just, is he his own fate?

The singing stopped in the intoxication of everyone, and Bai Chan, who was singing in love, looked at a pair of approving eyes, and couldn't help but get high. So he didn't leave a trace of time for the audience to indulge in the aftermath, and spoke again:

"Does it sound good?"

The crowd responded: "Nice to hear! ”

Bai Chan shouted with some unfinished meaning at this moment:

"Do you want to hear it?"

The excited audience couldn't help but turn into Bai Chan's fanatical fans at the moment, and shouted loudly one by one:

"Yes, yes!"

A good song, once is not enough! It's like the song "Descendants of the Dragon" three days ago!

Bai Chan, who didn't prepare a new song today, asked his brother to play the accompaniment of "Descendants of the Dragon".

After adding the accompaniment of the band, the melody became richer and more beautiful, and the keyboard player who had already practiced a few times and Zuoqiu Qingsang, at this time, was also infected by Bai Chan's unfinished intentions and the enthusiasm of the audience, and they did not plan to rest one by one, and only the descendants of the dragon with a more wild rhythm could let them release the passion that had been suppressed for a long time.

So, the familiar melody came to mind again.

This song, which can evoke the passion and glory in the blood of the Chinese people, attracted everyone to hum along with the melody, and they have listened to it countless times, and they have almost learned this relatively simple and suitable classic ballad.

Bai Chan looked at the enthusiastic audience, and suddenly shouted arrogantly: "Friends who can sing come together!" ”

So, on this night in Yanjing, in the bar on a rainy night, the people wandering in the sea of music sang in unison this song that was given to them as the heir of the dragon, singing their deepest touching and enthusiasm.

Especially whenever Bai Chan uses skillful singing skills and clear high notes to bite the word "giant" in the small group C3, it will always bring them an impact like a sound wave, causing their hearts to burn.

Now Bai Chan can bite the words here with the control of the breath, and does not participate in the falsetto mix, such a talent is enough for him to roar a song and love it when he dies, because the highest note of that song is only 8 words are bitten on d3, and most of the rest are up and down from g2 to c3. As far as love is concerned, if Bai Chan lacks or needs to grow at the moment, it means that Bai Chan needs better control and exercise in terms of breath.

The treble is not necessarily a good way to perform, but it must be the most impactful way to sing, which is also the reason why some high-pitched songs, although ordinary people can't sing them, they always like to KTV to roar with that broken gong voice without an upward tone, and they are still happy and hysterical.

It is to promote the descendants of the dragon to the key at this moment, bringing the audience is a perfect musical feast, their only feeling is that the trip is worthwhile, the vast majority of people who like Bai Chan's singing, and can't help but see them who have heard Bai Chan sing the most, as the earliest and closest fans of Bai Chan.

There are some people here, and they are also the most mysterious and pious rainy night in the later Bai Chan fan organization. Of course, to say that at this time they can like Bai Chan and never give up, it is obviously a joke, after all, they are all adults, they love Bai Chan music, and it will be more of an indifferent but expectant support, waiting for this talented boy to go all the way more brilliantly.

After a familiar song sung by the descendants of the dragon, Bai Chan retreated in the reluctant shouts of everyone, and the three songs were sung, especially the descendants of the dragon and Mo Du used some treble and glissando, and there were already some transitions with their voices, and what he was most afraid of at the moment was the potential of overdrawing his voice.

Seeing Bai Chan leaving, Tao Le, who was already crazy, immediately rushed over, and Brother Chang, who was already a little suspicious, hurriedly stopped him, and when he got closer, he realized that he was a regular customer. The brothers had also seen the big boss of this record company, so they all laughed and waited to see Bai Chan's reaction.

The reporter Xiao Wu on the side actually saw that someone was faster and more decisive than him, and immediately understood, while holding his press card, he sent the security guard who couldn't stop him and ran over, leaving everyone looking at each other, and the manager of Yunyun, who reacted in time, hurriedly followed, for fear that the baby Bai Chan in the bar would be ravaged by the two!

The audience at the bar on a rainy night seemed to be still silent in the world of singing, returning to their booths one by one, sipping fine wine and reminiscing about the singing.