Lu Xiaodonkey's shop is not small, with five birdcage rooms and more than a dozen tables, which can accommodate sixty or seventy people at the same time.

But Lao Lu still felt that he was too small, and some of the guests came in and had no place to sit, so he turned around and went to the next door.

Lao Lu, who loves money like his life, almost choked in distress, and he couldn't wait to immediately drive out the guests who had given money, and then let the new guests in.

But looking at the situation today, the people in the store will not leave until twelve o'clock.

Lao Lu sighed, entered the bar and started making milk tea with Ji Fei'er and them.

Zhang Qing and her little sisters are also officially going to work today, although they can't make coffee and cocktails for the time being, but making tea, milk tea and the like are okay, and they can do it according to the recipe.

The group of people was busy for half an hour, and the customers in the store all got some drinks, and when the people outside saw that it was full, not many people came in.

Lu Xiaodonkey simply put on Kumamon's puppet and went out to pull guests, Chinese New Year's Eve, but he had to make a good profit, and he couldn't waste such a good resource.

There was a blackboard on the side, which said that the second cup of the audience was half price, and Lao Lu also moved a stereo, and the microphone and guitar were complete.

Laboriously stuffing the microphone into Kumamon's mouth, it was like holding a corn cob, and Lao Lu took a posture and played and sang a thirty-year-old woman.

"She's a thirty-year-old~"

"A woman who hasn't married yet~"

...

"I like the gentleness peculiar to a thirty-year-old woman~"

This song is very infectious, especially for some older young women in today's society, which is particularly touching.

Originally, I took advantage of Chinese New Year's Eve to come out and relax, walking on the street, suddenly heard this song, turned my head to look, a big Kumamon bear with a microphone in its mouth, its body swaying from side to side.

With this somewhat sad song, how to look at it and how to disobey.

It is precisely this contradiction that makes people want to stop and listen, and want to see what kind of man is under the hood.

It should be over thirty, a melancholy man with melancholy eyes, everyone has already made up the image of Takeshi Kaneshiro and Tony Leung, and they are looking forward to looking at that Kumamon.

Seeing that the door was full of people, Lu Xiaodonkey hurriedly put the microphone to the side, and when he went up, he was going to drag people inside.

"Don't miss Ang when you pass by, the second cup of the whole game is half price, let's stand and drink it if we don't sit down, it's like opening a patty."

“...”

Yes, the appearance of this philistine is definitely not Takeshi Kaneshiro, Tony Leung.

But it's all here, I've listened to the song, and the second cup is half price, and everyone is not short of that money, so let's go in and have a look.

It just so happened that Hanako and they broadcast the Chinese New Year's Eve performance live, and the game is no longer played, specializing in performing talents.

Just when it was Hanako's turn to sing, the good guy called a ghost crying wolf, and the guests almost sat on the ground in fright as soon as they entered the door.

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room is very joyful, saying that Hanako sings better than Lao Lu's singing, and she can go to the voice.

It's just that Hanako's lack of heart is still a person who can't hear good words, and I think I really have music cells.

After singing another song, the microphone was dragged and did not let go, and the guests who listened to it had Venus in their eyes, and this Chinese New Year's Eve was afraid that it would not be able to cross.

Seeing that the guests who had just been pulled in were about to run outside, Lao Lu was anxious, rushed inside with an arrow, kicked Hanako, and grabbed the microphone.

Looking at Lu Xiaodonkey taking off his hood, the eyes of the older young women who came in lit up, obediently, the young man looks good, he doesn't lose to Takeshi Kaneshiro, Tony Leung.

Ignoring Hanako's resentful little eyes, Lu Xiaodonkey sang a song again, and finally retained the guests.

Ji Fei'er and the others were busy again.

The sailors in the live broadcast room are not happy.

"What the hell, what is Lao Lu singing, I want to listen to Hanako."

"The seedlings of the good voice let Lao Lu pinch them hard, but it's a pity that it's sad and lamentable!"

"Lao Lu is here to dance a social shake."

After some fighting, the patty in the store officially began.

The flash lights on the stage were also turned on, and Lao Lu was specifically responsible for singing.

The main reason is that Lao Lu is reluctant to spend money, and there are several students from the conservatory who want to come to work part-time.

But it costs 60 yuan an hour, and Lao Lu's liver trembles when he listens to it, so he simply goes on it himself.

After a while, the store was so crowded with people that I couldn't even stand still.

Ji Fei'er hurriedly took the big man and them to other stores to borrow a stool and put it at the door.

The manager of the coffee shop next door had a look of resentment, it was also a café, why was there so many people in his house, and the guests in his house still couldn't sit down in the sky before they came.

The big man walked up to him and said unceremoniously: "I'll borrow a few stools, you won't be able to use them anyway." ”

“....”

If you borrow a stool, you can borrow a stool, and you have to sprinkle salt on people's wounds.

The gates of the Sky Realm were also opened, and the doorways were filled with stools, all borrowed from the shops on the street.

The old man also followed, and his face, the merchants on the street still had to give, they were all old neighbors.

Anyway, you can still watch the excitement, isn't it.

Hanako: They were busy moving two big stereos and placing them at the door.

The power was turned on to the maximum, and Lao Lu's singing spread throughout the street, attracting passing tourists.

After a while, the stools at the door were also full, and there were not enough places.

That's it, everyone has a herd mentality, seeing that this place is full of people, I thought it was a star, and they all ran over to see the excitement.

Even those merchants, seeing that there was no one in the store, simply moved a small bench to sit at the door, knocking melon seeds to watch the excitement.

Lao Lu alone snatched the entire street of customers, and I have to say that there are still two brushes.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, I was stunned to let Lao Lu make a solo concert, which can be said to be very showy, and the audience in the live broadcast room looked stupid,

Obediently, it's rare to see such a versatile anchor as Lao Lu, and the rhythm of his debut in the C position in minutes is ah.

Hanako and the others temporarily played the role of wage earners, holding menus to the door to sell, holding a small notebook to record what the guests ordered, and being responsible for delivering meals to the guests.

The outfield bar runs at both ends, but it can make Hanako and a few people tired enough.

and Ji Fei'er and a few of them too, where did they think that Lu Xiaodonkey still had this hand, and they were busy jumping straight to their feet in the bar.

"Ahem, thank you for your support, it's quite cold to sit outside, remember to order a few more cups of milk tea to warm up."

Seeing that the cash register continued to enter the account, Lao Lu's mouth smiled crookedly.

At this time, Hanako ran over: "Little donkey, the guest asks how much a song is." ”

"Huh?" Lu Xiaodonkey was stunned for a moment, he really didn't think about it, so he could only ask Hanako's opinion: "How much do you say should be ordered?" ”。

Hanako pondered: "Qianda has a Hutaoli tavern, order a song for 200 yuan, but people are professional, why don't we have 20 yuan a song?" ”

"! Brother can't get thirty. ”