Long Hao looked at it for a while, and then wanted to go out. But when I saw Sun Zhiming and Dongzi's faces full of novelty, envy and yearning...... There are all kinds of things that cannot be said, and there is no opening.

Now that I'm in, I just want to take a look, anyway, when I go back, I'm sleeping, so I let Zhiming and Dongzi have a good time.

Are you unwilling to stay with me?

You're not a spring pass

Just go away......

Singing rang out on the stage again. It's still clean, and I'm emotionally engaged, but the aftermath is a little empty. Long Hao looked up at the singing girl, his face was a little pale, and fine sweat seemed to ooze from his forehead.

Looks like the girl is a little tired. The ballroom usually doesn't end until about twelve o'clock, and it's not even ten o'clock now. In this state, I'm afraid the girl won't be able to hold on.

Long Hao was a little worried, but he could only watch. The ballroom owner will certainly see the problem and should take action, such as letting only the band play, or changing the lead singer.

Of course, once this happens, it will definitely have an impact. Many people are coming for the lead singer, if the lead singer doesn't sing, can people be happy?

Sure enough, after the dance was over, the girl went backstage, and her steps were a little heavy.

The dance music sounded again, but only the band was playing, and the lead singer's position was empty.

People were still dancing and didn't feel anything out of the ordinary. It's not possible to sing every dance song, you have to take a break, every night, it's normal.

But then it was still just playing, and the lead singer was still missing. The dance floor suddenly became agitated, with people asking, shouting, whistling and coaxing, expressing their dissatisfaction.

What's more, some people have already begun to run away. It's just ten o'clock, and everyone is gone, isn't this a smashing field? How can you open it in the future?

A middle-aged man, who was estimated to be the owner of the dance hall, stood at the door, bowed incessantly, and kept explaining, saying that today's lead singer had something to do temporarily, and the new lead singer would come soon. But people kept going out, and the lead singer didn't sing, and the others didn't listen.

The boss almost cried, but there was nothing he could do but watch the people go away. He couldn't stop the flow of people, and he didn't stop it, and trotted to the backstage.

Long Hao originally wanted to leave, but when he saw the band on the stage playing and looking back, he was a little worried about the girl. He walked to the edge of the stage and looked backstage through the small door.

The boss scolded, his face full of annoyance. On the chair, the girl burst into tears with a pained expression.

Long Hao sighed, turned around and prepared to leave.

Sun Zhiming and Dongzi were still looking backstage with their necks stretched. At first, I just watched the excitement, but when I saw the girl crying, I immediately sympathized again.

"You two don't want to go, do you? Then stay and give the boss a favorite. If you can sing, then ...... Hey, Zhiming, Zhiming......" Long Hao's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Sun Zhiming.

"What are you shouting about? I'm afraid that people won't know about me, right? Sun Zhiming turned around angrily.

"Zhiming, don't you know how to sing?" Long Hao remembered that Sun Zhiming came to Zhenbei City that time and sang along with the loudspeaker, causing many passers-by to pause.

"yes, you can sing a few words, what?" Sun Zhiming raised his head.

"It's okay, let's go, follow me backstage." Long Hao pulled Sun Zhiming and left.

"Hey, Brother Hao, what are you doing backstage?" Sun Zhiming struggled.

"Give you a chance to sing."

"Huh? This ......"

In a small room backstage, the boss was still scolding.

"Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan, if you can't sing, don't come, I can leave the door open, or invite another singer. Since you've already come, but you've quit halfway, it's too late for me to find a singer, isn't this smashing my field? You say you'......"

"Boss, I'm really sorry, I didn't know I was so ......weak," the girl sobbed under her breath.

"Xiaoyan, I understand if you want to make money. But if you do this, the dance hall will not make any money, and it may even close, where will you make money? Yes? ”

"Boss, I'm ......"

"What are you...... Hey, who are you? Why did you come backstage? The boss heard movement behind him and turned around and scolded.

"Boss, why don't you just sing a song? What is it difficult to do for other girls? Long Hao entered the room with a smile, followed by Sun Zhiming and Dongzi.

"Does it have anything to do with you? Why don't you go up and sing for her? The boss looked Long Hao up and down, his face full of contempt.

"Boss, I'm sure I can't, but someone can."

"Who?"

"Him!" Long Hao pointed at Sun Zhiming.

"Brother Hao, I'm ......" Sun Zhiming was a little frightened.

On the street, he can let go of his voice and roar, free and unrestrained, and never frightened. It's just that I've never been on stage, especially the band accompaniment, and I really don't know the bottom of my heart.

"He can sing?" The boss pointed to the rustic Sun Zhiming, and opened his mouth.

"Everybody can sing a few words, but he has the best voice. Okay, don't be verbose, if the boss wants to, let him sing a few words. If he can do it, he will continue to sing, and he will continue to sing tonight, and if he can't do it, he will leave immediately. Long Hao looked at the boss.

"Hey, that's a band, we have to rehearse, we have to ......"

"Oh, he's a peasant, how can he know so much? You just let the band play normally, and he sings along. Of course, to be familiar with the song, it is better to be the northwest wind. ”

"The next song is the northwest wind, you ......"

"Alright, give him a microphone, and you don't care about the rest."

"Give!" The girl handed the microphone over.

"Girl, what's wrong with you? If you can't go to the hospital? Long Hao saw that the girl's face was pale and her voice was weak, and he was a little worried.

"It's okay, just rest for a while." The girl looked at Long Hao, her eyes full of gratitude.

As he spoke, the dance music was over. The boss looked outside, and there were quite a few people leaving, and the ballroom was less than half full.

"I'm going to say to the band, and you get him to sing it loudly. As long as the singing is good, everything else is easy to say. The boss said that he was about to go out.

"Boss, don't go out, let the band play normally, don't do anything." Long Hao stopped the boss.

Don't put pressure on anyone, including the band, at this time, and let nature play and maybe achieve the best results. When either side has pressure, it may be over.

When he was in college in his previous life, Long Hao also sang and rehearsed with the band in the department, so he knew a little bit of Taoism. It's just that I don't have any skills, and my voice is average, so I really can't get on the stage.

"This ...... All right? The boss will be skeptical.

"Zhiming, you are familiar with the northwest wind, what song should be able to be heard by the band as soon as it responds. You can sing in this room, you can go out if you want, it's such a big dance hall, you can sing wherever you want. Long Hao ignored the boss and handed the microphone to Sun Zhiming.

"Just sing in the house? I said it earlier, I thought it was ......" Sun Zhiming suddenly relaxed, took the microphone, and cleared his throat.

The band sounded again, and it was the northwest wind playing everywhere in the streets.

"That's the lyrics." The girl took out a few pieces of paper from her bag and handed them to Sun Zhiming.

Sun Zhiming waved his hand and picked up the microphone. He couldn't be more familiar with this melody, he sang along with the radio whenever he had time, and he was very familiar with the lyrics, and he came as soon as he opened his mouth.

My family lives on the Loess Plateau

Strong winds blew down the slopes

……

At the end of the door, Sun Zhiming spoke. The voice is high-pitched, but it is very mellow, although there is no transposition technique, but the direct voice is just right, and it sounds very comfortable.

The main thing is emotional investment. As soon as the music started, he walked in and never came out again. He originally lived on the Loess Plateau, and everything didn't need to be described at all, it was all personal experience, and he was naturally very involved in singing.