The blow was very direct, but Tang Sanburi still didn't believe in this evil. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

One or two failures were not a big deal for his Tang Sanfu.

The important thing is to learn from the failures, and it may be that there is no atmosphere on this crowded street.

Then Tang Sanfu walked around and came to a bar.

The bar is not big, but it is full of guests and friends, and the atmosphere is lively.

In front of the bar is the place where the resident singer sings, but obviously, the **** who is singing on the stage is a bit of a failure.

The **** singer, about forty years old, wore a gorgeous cheongsam, highlighting a good figure, but due to his age, the spring light in front of him could no longer hide the sagging down.

I saw her wearing heavy makeup, and her white and greasy thighs were exposed wantonly from the cheongsam on her waist, but this did not mobilize much atmosphere, most of the guests were chatting by themselves, and there was no response to the glamorous sound from the stage, only a few elderly old bachelors stared at the white and greasy thighs without blinking, and applauded, as if the more energetic the screaming, the more likely it was to press the **** on the stage on the bed at night......

Tang Sanfu stood in the distance and watched for a while, pouting, secretly disdainful, she didn't sing as well as herself.

At this time, the waiter at the bar found Tang San's burial standing in the distance.

"Sir, do you need something?" the waiter walked over with a shy smile.

"En......" Tang Sanfu thought for a while, "Do you have boiled water, let's have a cup of boiled water first." ”

"Oh. "The waiter who came over was a little disappointed.

"Hey, wait. Tang Sanfu called out to the waiter who was about to bring the water, and asked, "Do you want money for boiled water?"

"Yes, ten yuan a cup. ”

"Oh, forget it. ”

The waiter was stunned for a moment, stared at Tang Sanfu for a while, scolded "poor ghost" in his heart, and walked away.

Tang Sanfu didn't mind the waiter's eyes looking at him, squeezed to the bar, and asked a young woman about thirty years old, not good-looking, but very angry in the bar, "What about your boss?"

"I am. ”

"Do you have a resident singer here?"

"Well, move. ”

"And what about you look at me?"

"You ......"

The angry young woman glanced at Tang Sanfu and frowned, only feeling that his dress was really a bit earthy.

But maybe he is a master who has become a blockbuster if he doesn't make a sound, after all, people can't be good-looking, so he resisted the urge to judge, and the angry boss said, "Come with me." And he walked aside.

Tang Sanfu followed behind her and came to the backstage.

The backstage is a little messy, five or six bar staff touch here and there, and look very busy; a man with a big beard, about forty years old, wearing a peaked cap, standing not far from the stage, staring at the performance of the **** singer on the stage with his hands behind his back and shaking his head repeatedly, he should be very dissatisfied.

But in the middle of this backstage, there is another person sitting in a chair with his eyes closed.

Tang Sanfu came to the backstage and was attracted by the person in the chair at a glance.

It was a woman about her age, either seventeen or eighteen.

She has neat short hair, red and yellow hair, highlighted in five different colors, and delicate facial features on her white and tender melon seed face.

Her appearance is very similar to the real-world Hong Kong and Taiwan star, Guo Caijie.

She has frivolous short hair and a large outfit, an exaggerated leather jacket on the top and a pair of jeans with a few holes on the bottom.

It must be about the same as my own taste, except that the jeans full of holes are worn on me, like a beggar walking on the street;

And the jeans full of holes are worn on the woman's body, showing her wonderful figure and slender legs.

The woman crossed her legs and sat in the chair, still closing her eyes and recuperating, not noticing the arrival of Tang San's funeral.

"Superintendent, come here. At this time, the angry boss spoke, "That kid also wants to be a resident singer, you can come and see how it is." ”

The middle-aged man with a lot of beard walked over, but he didn't expect that this small bar also had a music director.

"Sing a few lines first, and let me see how my voice goes. ”

The middle-aged man who came over walked around Tang Sanfu, he really didn't want to say anything about his dress, but he also had the same idea as the boss, maybe it was a master who didn't make a sound, but he was already a blockbuster?

So don't dare to underestimate it.

Tang San was not stage frightened at all, stepped forward, cleared his throat, and sang a sentence: "Love when you die." ”

Before the second sentence began, I heard a "bang", and it turned out that the staff who were standing on the ladder against the wall not far away and were painting were so frightened by his sentence that they couldn't stand steadily, and even the person with the ladder fell into the corner of the wall.

"It's a wolf howl. ”

After being stunned for a long time, the music director spit out a few words from his mouth with difficulty, reached out and patted his chest, almost having a heart attack.

"It's a terrible singing. At this time, the girl sitting cross-legged in the chair opened her eyes, glanced at Tang Sanfu out of the corner of her eye, and frowned, "It's disgusting to wear." ”

With that, she stood up and walked towards the stage.

"Cut, I sing ugly, are you good?" Tang Sanfu, who was standing on the side, pouted, very unconvinced, looking at her back when she went to the stage, and couldn't help but harden slightly.

"Hey, little brother, you're wrong. At this time, the music director next to him said earnestly, "The so-called people outside the mountains are people outside the mountains, we are engaged in music, we must be humble, in the face of peers who are better than ourselves, we should ask for more advice and learn more. ”

As he spoke, the atmosphere boiled as soon as the guests in the bar saw the short-haired girl on the stage.

There was thunderous applause for a while, and all the guests shouted in unison: "Autumn words, autumn words." ”

Kong Qiuci is the name of that girl.

After walking on the stage, seeing that the guests below were so enthusiastic, Kong Qiuci pursed the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, held Mai tightly with his white and tender palms, and said loudly, "Then let's get up together." ”

Then there is a classic rock song "go!go!go!", Kong Qiuci's slightly hoarse voice interprets the rock song flawlessly, and her performance on the stage is even more remarkable, as if every pore and every cell in the body are blooming with the light of youth.

After the song, Tang Sanfu, who was still a little unimpressed in the background, was completely convinced, thinking to herself, only with this voice can she survive in the entertainment industry, and her little ghost crying wolf howl should not be embarrassed.

Thinking of this, Tang Sanfu sighed lightly, turned around and was about to leave silently.

At this time, there was an endless stream of spectators who walked on the stage to offer flowers, but out of nowhere, a short and fat man appeared and rushed to the stage to ask the bear to hug the petite Kong Qiuci.

Kong Qiuci hurriedly flashed, avoided the past, looked at the short and fat man's eyes, frowned and asked, "Who are you, what are you going to do?"