At nine o'clock in the evening, the bar was full of people, Zhang Han and Sun Hao sat in the corner, chatting with each other, and the guests who came and went saw that they were recording the show and just looked at it curiously, and did not come forward to disturb.

On stage, the resident singer finished singing a song and was called down by the boss, and then a man wearing a peaked cap came on stage and sat in front of the piano.

The light was covered by the brim of the hat, and it was impossible to see the person's appearance, and the customers below only thought that they had changed singers, and they didn't care about it, Zhang Han and Sun Hao immediately sat up straight when they saw this, and finally came.

Sun Hao's mood at the moment is extremely complicated, he has never walked out of that past, and now this experience is about to be written into a song, he is both looking forward to it and a little scared.

Zhou Miao moved his fingers, and several musicians around him made an OK gesture to him after they were familiar with the score, the arrangement of this song is not complicated, just watch it a few times.

The camera of the program team was just right to the stage, Zhou Miao's body was straight, and her slender ten fingers were pressing the keys.

The strange and melancholy prelude sounded, adding a melancholy atmosphere to the bar, and the voices suddenly became much less spoken, and everyone's eyes converged on the figure on the stage.

"The TV keeps flashing, and the contact information hasn't been deleted, you treat me well, but I destroyed it by mistake."

"I also thought together, there is a place to sleep and eat, but how to stay up day and night, I can't even make up the first payment, the wall panel was smashed by me, and it hasn't been repaired yet, a bowl of hot porridge, you're afraid that I won't have enough, so keep half of it and take it away!"

This lyric was like a sharp sword that instantly pierced Sun Hao's heart, his throat and eyes seemed to be blocked by something, he was uncomfortable, he poured a glass of wine into his throat with his neck up, on the stage, the singing continued, Sun Hao walked to the front of the stage with a wine glass and listened carefully.

"To describe to you, your eyes will often be red in the future, it turns out that you feel sorry for me, I didn't understand at that time."

"If I am young and do not feel inferior, and know what is precious, those beautiful dreams will not give you and I will be ashamed of my life."

"If I had been young and had known how to advance and retreat, I wouldn't have let you suffer for me, and I would have a few more drinks at the wedding, and the one you are now."

Hearing this, Sun Hao was already in tears, half-bowing his head, holding a wine glass to cover his face so that he would not show his ugliness, but he couldn't stop his tears.

Young people are only doing things, but only if, there is nothing more sad in the world than this.

If he had been young at the time, what would he be like now, unfortunately, it was only if.

Not only Sun Hao, Zhou Miao's song made everyone present deeply touched, who is not confused in their youth, who has not fantasized about a word of if, who has not thought that if they are young and promising, everything will be different.

Unconsciously, no one in the bar was talking, and everyone was immersed in Zhou Miao's singing.

"If I am young and have no inferiority, I have tasted regret, money and status, but I want to go back."

"If I had been young and knew how to advance and retreat, I wouldn't have let you suffer for me, and I would have a few more drinks at the wedding, and you would have a few more drinks at the wedding,"

"I wish me a young ......"

After singing a song, the applause in the bar was like thunder, Zhou Miao shook hands with several musicians to thank him, and then walked off the stage.

Although I really wanted to go up and take a group photo to get an autograph, everyone restrained their emotions very well, just shouting his name from a distance, and a girl shouted loudly: "Brother Miao, I love you!" ”

Zhou Miao looked over, the girl squatted down shyly again, Zhou Miao smiled and waved at the audience.

The three of them sat down, and Sun Hao, whose eyes were a little red and swollen, poured a glass of wine for Zhou Miao and toasted him: "This cup, I salute the song just now, I will listen to it for the rest of my life, it's so well written." ”

After speaking, after drinking it all, Zhou Miao hesitated, although the singer is not very good at drinking, it doesn't hurt to drink it once in a while, so he followed a drink, and frowned after drinking, this foreigner's foreign wine is really bad to drink.

"What's the name of this song?" Sun Hao asked a little eagerly.

Zhou Miao's eyes rolled and said, "This song is called...... What kind of man is it? ”

Sun Hao and Zhang Han were both a little stunned, why is it called this name? Although Sun Hao's behavior is indeed not a man, it doesn't seem to be a good match for this song?

Zhou Miao smiled: "Just kidding, the title of the song is young and promising." ”

Sun Hao breathed a sigh of relief, he liked this song very much, if it was called a man, he really couldn't accept it, he was young and promising, it was the same as he had guessed before.

"It's really worthy of you, Zhou Miao, it's really not easy to write such a great song in two days." Zhang Han sighed.

As a gold medal host, he has come into contact with many singers who market themselves as musical talents, most of whom are indiscriminate, and they don't even understand music theory.

A singer-songwriter like Zhou Miao is really scarce in the current music world, especially when he has a face that beats most idols, which is described by a very popular mobile phone advertising slogan before.

"Pretty doesn't look like a powerful faction!"

Zhou Miao now gives people the impression that this is the case, although he is really powerful, but compared to his works, his face is actually more concerned.

He was so scarepy to fans at the press conference before, but there are still a lot of brain-dead fans who are at his photos all day long, and a bunch of people in Weibo private messages are calling at his brother and brother, begging him to post some selfies.

No, no! The more this is the case, the more Zhou Miao is not angry, and he is even thinking about how to treat this group of brainless fans.

After singing, the recording of this episode was over, Zhao Weiming invited Zhou Miao to have a meal alone, he wanted to keep Zhou Miao as a resident guest, but Zhou Miao refused.

"Excuse me, if I hadn't agreed before, I wouldn't want to come in the first issue, so please ask Gao Ming."

Zhou Miao's reaction Zhao Weiming had expected it, and sighed and said: "I'm afraid there will be no second season for private customization, the ratings are too poor, and the guests are not easy to invite." ”

"I think it's a bit short, I don't know which layman set the process, it's a bit stupid." Zhou Miao said unceremoniously.

Zhao Weiming drank a glass of wine embarrassedly, he was the stupid layman in Zhou Miao's mouth.

"In your opinion, how should you adjust it?"

Zhou Miao put down her chopsticks and seriously put forward her opinions, "First of all, it is best to let the musician and the guest meet in advance, call on the phone, understand the direction and framework of the song, give the musician a little more time, and then start recording the program when he is inspired, and after carefully understanding the experience of the guest, improve the details of the song." ”

As soon as Zhou Miao said this, Zhao Weiming understood, this is tantamount to venting the question to the musician in advance, and then recording it when he is almost done, this is indeed a way.

Zhao Weiming This is the first time to do a music variety show, and the advertiser is urging him to rush the ducks on the shelves before he is ready, causing the show to hit the street in an all-round way, but fortunately, there is still room for salvation.