Chapter Eighty-Three: The Yellow Hair of Tragedy
When Chu Fei was on the stage, he went to the musicians and told them what he wanted to sing. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Then, he stood generously on the stage, squinting and glancing down.
Seeing Qin Lan's nonchalant smile, Chu Fei raised his eyebrows, turned his head, and looked in other directions.
"It's quite personal. Qin Lan took a sip of the cocktail and smiled faintly.
The musical accompaniment gradually sounded, Chu Fei took the microphone and lowered his head slightly.
"How long has it been, I haven't changed ......"
"It's been six years to love you......"
"You'd better be prepared......"
"I don't have any intentions, stop everything ......"
"I want to say that I don't volunteer, and I don't have anything to do......"
"How precious it is to have someone to love......."
"It's okay, you don't have to give me a chance, anyway, I still have a life to waste......"
"I'm just a little bit stubborn, and I can call it a good ......"
"It's okay, you don't have to be ashamed of me, maybe I like to be wasted by you at all......"
"Whatever you try to fall in love with today, I will face it calmly......"
"Even if I want to spend another ten years with you, it doesn't matter......"
Singing this, Chu Fei swept around the audience, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his eyes were a little gloomy.
Qin Lan's eyes in the audience were a little confused, Chu Fei's voice was not good, but his singing voice had a magical magic that went straight to the bottom of people's hearts.
She, like many in the audience, had a lot of questions.
Who is who?
What kind of story does this man have on the stage?
Unlike the scene when Qin Lan sang just now, the difference was that after Chu Fei finished singing, no one applauded or cheered.
It seems that everyone is immersed in the music and can't help themselves.
At this time, the music of the second half is here again.
"You and him, didn't ...... as you wished"
"In just half a year, the ...... began to split"
"My love has not changed, even I admire ...... myself"
"I have a lot of resources, I have a lot of time......"
"It's a waste not to love, it's ...... wrong"
"It's okay, you don't have to give me a chance, anyway, I still have a life to waste......"
"I'm just a little bit stubborn, and I can call it a good ......"
"It's okay, you don't have to be ashamed of me, maybe I like to be wasted by you at all......"
"No matter how hard I try to fall in love with someone, it will be in vain in the end......"
"It's better to spend it with you forever and be happy, right......"
When Chu Fei finished singing, everyone was stunned, and there were even some little girls who were a little more emotional, with two lines of tears on their faces.
They remembered the past, that silly youth rainy season, those silly them.
How they wished that he could turn around again, hug them well, and whisper beautiful love words.
As the lyrics say, I have a lot of time anyway, and it's a waste not to love!
Until they exhausted their feelings, they still couldn't wait for him to turn back, and finally despaired.
"Good, good singing!"
In the crowd, I don't know who started the head, and soon, everyone cheered.
"Okay, handsome guy, you're singing awesome!"
"Handsome guy, I'm going to give you a monkey!"
"Handsome guy, are you interested in coming over for a drink?"
There were bursts of applause under the stage, and some people took the opportunity to coax: "Another song, another song!"
Chu Fei was stunned and was about to speak, when the host in a black suit on the side stepped forward, took the microphone, and said with a smile: "Friends, how did this friend sing just now?"
The audience suddenly cheered again, and the middle-aged man struck while the iron was hot and said: "Everyone come to play, it's just for fun, and so is this gentleman, you don't want to spoil the fun of others, right?"
Most of the guests who come here are some petty bourgeoisie, and there are some college students, and the quality is okay.
What's more, many people still want to sing a song on stage to win attention and attract girls, so they naturally don't want Chu Fei to continue to stay on it.
Amid the cheers and applause of everyone, Chu Fei walked off the stage.
"Good singing. As soon as she returned to her seat, Qin Lan picked up her wine glass and congratulated.
"Thank you. Chu Fei took a sip of amber wine, then his face turned straight, and then he said, "But, shouldn't you explain?"
"Didn't I say it all just now, the play, it's only interesting for two people to come together. Qin Lan smiled charmingly and shook the wine glass in her hand.
"This scene isn't pretty, is it?" Chu Fei took another sip of wine and said slowly.
"Stingy man...... By the way, who is she?" Qin Lan came over, with a faint fragrance, with a strong smell of alcohol, which led to reverie.
"Lyrics. Chu Fei said lightly, moving indiscriminately.
Qin Lan noticed Chu Fei's small movements, and felt a little angry in her heart, am I so unwelcome?
However, she is also a woman who supports such a big bar, how can she easily give up.
"Handsome guy, why do you drink alcohol alone, girlfriend?" Qin Lan stared at Chu Fei deadly, the corners of her mouth raised.
Sure enough, when she asked this sentence, Chu Fei's brows inadvertently furrowed slightly.
Chu Fei didn't answer, and he didn't want to answer.
Qin Lan saw that he didn't care about himself, and his smile became even stronger.
At this time, Chu Fei suddenly stepped aside, looking a little excited.
"Hmm, he found his prey, could it be that I guessed wrong?" Qin Lan's smug expression instantly froze, staring at Chu Fei's back, and then followed.
"I'll tell you, that taste, tsk, it's not comparable to those salon girls!" said a man in ripped denim shorts, a flip-flop drag, and dyed blonde hair.
"I don't believe it, such a good thing can happen to you?" A young man dressed up like the yellow hair, but with dyed red hair, was looking at the yellow hair with disdain.
"I'm X, don't believe me, I'll take you there later, but ......" Huang Mao laughed lewdly.
"But what, don't talk about it, only half of it......" Redfur said with some displeasure.
"Excuse me, you said you picked up a woman in mesh stockings in the alley, where did you pick it up?" Chu Fei interrupted their conversation.
It turned out that when Chu Fei was drinking just now, the two of them passed by him, and the yellow hair inadvertently said that he had picked up a woman in mesh stockings, which attracted Chu Fei's attention.
"I'm X, who the hell are you, I didn't pick it up, it's your business!" Huang Mao glanced at Chu Fei, and when he saw that he was long-looking, he roared arrogantly, and pointed at Chu Fei's face with his left hand.
A cold light flashed in Chu Fei's eyes, his right hand stretched out like lightning, and he broke it hard, and after a crisp fracture sound, the middle finger of Huang Mao's left hand drooped softly.
Huang Mao suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and hugged his hands in pain and hummed.
Obviously, this finger of his is useless.
"Speak as you speak, don't use dirty words. I'll ask again, where did you pick it up?" Chu Fei asked in a cold voice.