I don't know how long he stood on the stage, but the young man's neat black performance costume was already soaked with sweat. He Beifan held the microphone in his hand, looking very tired, and the young man was about to put down the microphone, but there was a burst of applause from under the stage. He Beifan pursed his lips helplessly, "That's all for today's performance, I hope everyone has fun." ”

After He Beifan finished speaking, he bowed deeply to the audience, for some reason, although this job is what he loves, but at this time it brings him more only tiredness, every night and every night, he stands here and sings hard, singing for hours, often sweating profusely, and taking care of himself before his mother arrives home. He Beifan is used to this kind of life, but he is always overwhelmed, he is like a person living in shackles, bound and breathless every day.

"Sing one more, sing another." The audience sitting at the bottom of the stage was like a child who couldn't be fed, they were drinking, for their own selfish desires, it was enough to make He Beifan physically and mentally exhausted. The boy didn't want to disturb everyone's interest, but it was indeed his time to get off work, he was really tired of singing, and he stood for three hours, so that the sweat on his cheeks kept dripping down all the time, "That's it for today."

After all, He Beifan just said lightly, and then completely ignored the commotion at the bar, put the microphone down, and walked off the stage quite quickly. This naturally caused dissatisfaction among the audience.

"That's not interesting. Leave now, what's going on? The Yiqun men were shouting there as if they were drunk, and they relied on their strength to drink louder than the other, but He Shoufan didn't take their drinks seriously, "I'm sorry, that's all for today's performance, we'll see you tomorrow."

The young man's words were too polite, but he couldn't suppress their interest at all, "Tomorrow, tomorrow, Lao Tzu will listen to it today, do you sing it or not?" They didn't treat He Beifan as a singer at all, and they didn't know what the word respect meant.

He Beifan didn't want to provoke this group of people anymore, as soon as the young man turned around, he walked to the changing room, but he was blocked by a few fat-headed and big-eared men, they were all oily, and the general's belly was taller than the other, and he was here to have fun at first glance.

"Please, I'm going to change my costume." Bei Fan said lightly, restrained and polite. But this group of people, they are just playboys with fat heads and big ears, although they are not much older than He Beifan, they are only in their twenties, but they have a family posture of looking down on people with dog eyes. ”

A tall boy pushed him hard, "You fuck, sing or not, I'll give you face, you don't have to be embarrassed." As he spoke, there was an indescribable arrogance at the corner of his mouth.

He Beifan stumbled, almost didn't stand firmly, and was about to fall to the ground, but he suppressed his anger and clenched his fists tighter. "Please clean your mouth, I didn't provoke you, did I?" Obviously, the boy standing in front of him was not much older than Beifan, but he had to pretend to be respectful, even if he was wronged, He Beifan had long been used to it.

"What kind of stand are you putting up there, I let you sing it, do you sing it?" A boy with burning blonde hair did not want to let him go, but said to him, "Aren't you just a singer?" What's the big deal? In this way, He Beifan heard too much, which made him a little numb, "Yes, you are right, but I didn't put up any shelf." ”

He Beifan was really tired, and he didn't want to entangle with them anymore. He Beifan turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the big boy again. "Why are you going? Don't toast or eat, don't eat and drink. His words were very polite and a little vexatious.

At this time, Chen Anqi walked over when she saw this, but her fair little face was smiling, and there was indescribable humility in her words, "You see that our resident singer has finished work, do you want to order two more cups of cocktail?" Angel said, trying to put her face gentle, but in her heart, there was an indescribable disgust for such a greasy man.

"There's this chick who looks good, what's wrong? Don't you like me making things difficult for him? Then I'm going to listen to him sing today, what can you do? The boy said, a scoundrel look on his cheek. Even if the person standing in front of you is a customer? Chen Anqi couldn't hold back her anger, "Can you stop being so unreasonable?" As I said, we're off work. If you still want to hear him sing, he'll come back tomorrow. ”

Chen Anqi tried her best to suppress her anger, but this is not a group of reasonable masters, they haven't listened to it to the end, and they won't give up, "Yo, I don't see it, this chick is quite powerful, what?" Are you interested in having two drinks with your brother? His words were an unspeakable teasing.

He Beifan's slightly tired eyes were unusually silent, he really didn't want to stay in such a dirty environment any longer, he wanted to go to the changing room, but was stopped by the rabble, "You don't want to sing, do you?" Then if I give money you will not sing? His actions were extremely arrogant, and he didn't take He Beifan's self-esteem into account at all.

He Beifan bit his lip and didn't speak. "Aren't you just in it for the money?" The blonde boy grinned, completely playing He Beifan like a clown, "It's okay if you want money, I'll give you money, spend money to listen to you sing, it's always okay, right?" The boy went to dig for his wallet. He is very rich, and naturally there is a condescending ugliness.

"Don't go too far." Chen Anqi's eyebrows furrowed, she really had never met such a vicious character, but how could these people take the words of a soft little girl 2 in their eyes, and then threw three pink bills on He Beifan's body, "Three hundred yuan a song, how about it?" To sing or not to sing? Those eyes looked at He Beifan playfully, waiting for his answer.

And the boy just stood there dumbfounded, his eyes as cold as ever. Seeing that He Beifan didn't react, the blonde boy was even more interested, "Okay, you kid, I didn't see it, you are quite backbone." He grinned, looking at He Beifan's eyes with as much disdain as ever, in his eyes, Beifan was no different from a doll.

He Beifan's cold appearance obviously did not meet their satisfaction. "Are you too little, how about five hundred, five hundred to buy you a song?" They didn't take He Beifan's heartfelt coldness to heart, on the contrary, they were still challenging his resilience again and again.

The blonde boy said this, and threw two pink bills at He Beifan's body. Beifan didn't reach out to pick it up, and the two pink and red bills fell to the ground. But He Beifan still looked indifferent, and the expression in his eyes was also very complicated, and no one could see what he was thinking.

Yes, he is a singer, he not only likes music, but also wants to reduce the burden on his family. But these people obviously didn't take him seriously, he had no dignity at all, and his voice was like a voice, which could be used to be sold.

"Okay, you, you don't sing a song for five hundred yuan, don't you, you really think of yourself as a character." Seeing that He Beifan didn't agree, they became more and more wanton at him, sneering. "You're endless, you're not welcome here, please get out." Chen Anqi couldn't get used to seeing them staring at their noses and faces, and the girl's tone became more and more cold, as if she didn't have any feelings.

But this group of people, how could they take her seriously, since they are drunk and want to have fun, they must be satisfied before they give up, "A thousand yuan, a thousand yuan a song, can you sing it?" The boy said, and threw five tickets into the ground very boldly. I told you guys to get out, our resident singer needs to rest now. Chen Anqi's brows tightened, and the girl bit her lips tighter and tighter, but in the next second, He Beifan's actions were beyond Chen Anqi's expectations.

The boy didn't say a word, just silently bent down and picked up the pink banknotes that had just been scattered on the floor one by one. Hey, that's right. A group of people regarded Beifan's bending as a laughing stock, and they seemed to have succeeded, and they seemed to like to see him look obedient like this.

"Beifan, what are you doing?" He Beifan's bending was obviously unexpected by Chen Anran, she didn't expect that He Beifan would be willing to be called by this group of people because of this thousand yuan. But with a wealthy family, she has never experienced his daily hard work, "Isn't it just singing a song?" I'll just sing it. "In the face of being able to take care of food and clothing, these noodles seem to be worthless.

He Beifan gradually straightened his waist, even if he didn't know why he had to live so hard at a young age, but he was forcing himself again and again, the young man turned around and walked silently towards the stage, thinking about it is really ridiculous, what can it be to be tired, now filling his stomach is the most important thing, he can reduce the burden on the family, and what can he do if he sings a song.

After a while, He Beifan had already walked to the light of the stage, and the music in the tavern immediately sounded again, Beifan gently picked up the microphone in front of him, but his eyes lost their former brilliance, replaced by an indescribable tiredness and muna, he stood there blankly, without any emotion at all.

"Beifan." Chen Anqi pursed her lips a little helplessly, the girl seemed to want to say something, but in the end she didn't say a word, but threw up the cocktail on the bar.