I really don't want to be a star
Chapter 369 Old Boy
Night Maple Bar.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the young people in the city who come and go dare to come out at night to indulge their suppressed emotions.
Amidst the bustling city lights, young white-collar workers, college students, and wealthy rich second-generation all gather in each bar as a spiritual harbor to escape from real life.
The purple and cyan lights are interlaced, the young people in the booth are pushing and changing glasses, and the wine bottles in the hands of the bartender are like flowers and butterflies.
And on the central stage, the singer holding the guitar sang his depressed feelings, and mixed the story of the day to the microphone.
Bang!
A man sat on a chair and tapped on the table.
"Give me a cup of Mt. Fuji."
"Good."
The bartender took out a wine glass and a set of sophisticated instruments to put the right amount of white wine and condiments together. The wine glass passed between his fingers, poured from behind from time to time, and placed it on the table.
"Under your Mount Fuji."
clang!
There is a glass of wine on the table, the lower layer is translucent and the top layer is a layer of foam, and a half slice of lemon is placed on the rim of the glass.
"How about it, the new resident singer I recruited is not bad."
Wang Zhen picked up a glass of strong Yangchun Baixue and stood side by side with the singers in the stands.
Su Zijin took a sip of the wine, the aftertaste and slightly sweetness of the liquor were mixed in his mouth, he watched the singers on the stage, and carefully discerned the singing among the noisy voices.
"It's so-so. I have some guitar skills, but my voice is a little bit disadvantaged, and my singing skills are a little immature, but I can hear that I have received professional training."
Bang!
The wine glass was placed on the table again, and Su Zijin looked directly at Wang Zhen.
"It should be a college student of the Conservatory of Music, and it should be a junior, with a mild personality and even a little weak. If you follow the teacher's strict eye, you can't be considered a genius, but can only be said to be well-behaved."
"sharp."
Wang Zhen gave a thumbs up and praised.
"I hit all the hits. As expected of me, Su Zi, I can hear all of this, and I can even hear the character in the song. How did you train your ears?"
"Only familiar ears."
Su Zijin drank two more sips, put half a glass of wine on the table, got up and put on his wide-brimmed hat.
"Come on, I'll go to the stage to play."
"That's a good relationship. With your help, my bar performance today hasn't skyrocketed."
"You're beautiful, Brother Hao, let's go up and play for a while."
Su Zijin slapped Brother Hao on the stomach, and then put his arm around Wang Zhen's arm.
"Brothers, it's been a long time since we sang together, let's collaborate again on stage today."
"Sing what?"
Brother Hao rubbed his stomach, seeing the stage was a bit unfamiliar, he hadn't been on stage for a long time, he was still a little timid.
"Sing, come to "Old Boy", to commemorate our lost youth."
Su Zijin got up and scanned the audience, feeling a little nostalgic, he hadn't come back for a long time, remembering those turbulent past.
"Okay, buddies, let's play a game today."
"You take the guitar. At that time, Brother Hao played the guitar very well."
Wang Zhen picked up a guitar and handed it to Brother Hao, but seeing Brother Hao's clumsy fingers and slightly twisted posture, Wang Zhen glared angrily.
"What are you afraid of? Can people make fun of you? You have to have fun in your own place today."
"Good."
Brother Hao took the guitar, Wang Zhen went up to find his own bass, and Su Zijin picked up the microphone.
"Go, sing one."
"Everyone pay attention, today we have invited a heavyweight singer to perform later, if you don't listen well today, you won't be happy."
Wang Zhen yelled at Mike, attracting attention from all around.
"Heavyweight singer?"
Many people have a question in their minds, what kind of singers can be found in such a bar, they are nothing more than those outdated third- and fourth-tier singers.
But this does not hinder, let them pay attention.
Looking towards the center of the stage, there is a slightly fat man, but he looks very unfamiliar, probably not a star. The man with the ring on the right is the manager of the store, and it is even more impossible, that is the one in the center wearing a hat.
Who is he?
The audience gathered on the dance floor holding wine glasses and looked up at the three people on the stage.
"Three, two, one! Go!"
Su Zijin counted to three lightly, and the dubber pressed the button, and at the same time as the accompaniment sounded, the crisp sound of the guitar sounded.
"Today I present to you the song "Old Boy", I hope you will like it."
Su Zijin listened to the accompaniment, swayed to the rhythm, and dragged the microphone to speak.
"That is the person I miss and love deeply day and night.
How can I express
Will she accept me?"
I depend!
As soon as Su Zijin opened his mouth, he immediately lifted his spirits.
This singer is great!
The tone is very accurate, and there is an emotional feeling in the singing.
Three sentences, let people put down their wine glasses, stare at the stage, and forget everything.
This kind of singing skill is definitely not for ordinary people!
Through the brim of the hat, countless people looked up at the thin cheeks, but because the hat covered most of the face, coupled with the dim lights, people couldn't see anything clearly.
"it's your turn."
Su Zijin pointed at Brother Hao.
Brother Hao's plump body was like a sloth, but he flipped quickly on the strings with the fingers of the little thick radish, looking at the audience in the audience, his heart was full of pride.
It's been a long time since I sang on stage, and I was a little unfamiliar at first, but with the singing, Brother Hao regained his status.
At that moment on the stage, the chubby belly swayed with the singing, the fat on the face swayed, the eyes were crying, looking up at the light, the sadness of thousands of lives in the past, the ideals of childhood, the bitterness of Beidiao, the present Life gathers into a force in the heart and gushes out in the throat.
"Maybe never say that to her
I'm destined to wander the world
How can there be concern"
"Hi, it's your turn."
Brother Hao waved the last string and pointed at Wang Zhen.
"Come on."
Wang Zhen opened his voice, his cheeks full of vicissitudes were full of stubble, his eyes were full of tears, looking at the audience, and he spoke with a smoky voice.
"Dreams are always out of reach
Should you give up
It's another season of flowers
where are you spring
"Come together, pay homage to our youth."
The three of them looked at each other and smiled, and spoke together. The faces on the stage were illuminated by the lights, and they looked at Mike in front of them. At that moment, it seemed that they were all shining.
The singing voice spread in all directions with the microphone, and the fast-paced guitar and high-spirited singing voice diffused in the venue.
"Youth is like a rushing river
I can't say goodbye if I don't come back
only numb me left
There is no more blood in the past.”
Do you still have the blood you once had?
Hi!
Do you still remember the young man full of sincerity in midsummer?
If you remember, let's come together.
Perhaps, our ideals have long been buried by life, but one day when you are not happy, you are walking alone in the indifferent city, and you see the back of the boy.
At that moment, the dream burst into flames, and the youthful sincerity never faded away.
Su Zijin took the microphone, walked on the stage, and immediately followed suit.
"Look at the flowers all over the sky
wither at the most beautiful moment
Who will remember that this world has come"
The fast-paced singing never dissipated at the last moment.
A soul-piercing treble pierced the stage, and the boy on the stage raised the microphone, and the firm treble soared into the sky.
It seems to be shouting at the strangeness of life, like a young man passing through the surging flames.
Forever young, always with tears in my eyes!
Once I leave the house, I change the fire three times, and half my life is ups and downs when I come out.
I've seen things in the world, but I'm still a teenager!
Three seconds... five seconds... ten seconds!
The treble still continues, and it is stable and passionate.
Thousands of lights shrouded the whole body, and the boy holding the microphone was like a fluttering flag, despite the cold wind, he still grinned.
"Amazing!"
The audience in the audience seemed to have a fire in their hearts, and an electric current penetrated their skulls, and their eyes blurred inadvertently.
The ideal that I thought I no longer believed in, I still believe in at this moment, and let those damn lives go to hell.
now!
Everyone just wants to sing!
"In the blink of an eye, many years have passed
How many joys and sorrows
once aspired to be a boy in all directions
I envy the geese flying south"
First one person speaks, then a group of people, and finally everyone.
One by one, their eyes were fixed on the stage, they tried their best to blur their tears, and sang along to the melody.
The unison voice surrounded the stage, the three looked at each other, smiled knowingly, and sang even harder.
"Come on! Everyone!"
Su Zijin bent over and looked sideways at the stage, and raised the microphone with a chic expression.
Brother Hao was flying the guitar in his hand, hot sweat was rolling down his cheeks, and a smile was piled up on his plump face.
Wang Zhen's smoky voice was mixed, his eyes were blurred, but his skin was red, and the veins on his neck were bulging.
"Youth is like a rushing river
I can't say goodbye if I don't come back
only numb me left
There is no more blood in the past.”
"Look at the flowers all over the sky
wither at the most beautiful moment
Who will remember that this world has come"
It came, we all remember it!
At this moment, hundreds of people in the passionate bar are singing in chorus. Those eyes and smiles all speak for themselves.
it has come
That's something we once held firm to, but then sneered at.
It's called a dream!
Although I no longer believe in it in the end, the dream is still there, and the blood will last forever.
"I'm not having fun."
Taking advantage of the accompaniment, Su Zijin pointed at everyone, and his voice sounded like spring thunder rolling, and the spring ice exploded and melted.
"happy."
"Then let's continue."
Su Zijin stood on the stage, watching everyone's carnival under the blurred lights, with sincere smiles and excited eyes, and he followed the rhythm.
"Look up at the sky full of stars
The one that accompanied me at that time
Do you remember the story here?"
The fast-paced singing stopped abruptly in an instant.
Brother Hao put down the guitar, Wang Zhen put the bass, and looked at Su Zijin who was at the front.
The lights of the whole venue were turned off, and it was dark, and in the darkness, a bright light gathered in the center of the stage. The light was like dust, reflected on the boy's figure, and a shadow slanted down.
Su Zijin's gentle voice was almost whispering, whispering in the ear, making people relieve their fatigue.
Leaning close to the microphone, the lips parted slightly.
"If there was a tomorrow
bless you dear"
Bang!
A black hat flew into the air, Su Zijin completely exposed her cheeks, and there was a scream from the ground.
"Su Zijin! Heavenly king singer Su Zijin!"
"How is it possible! Su Zijin actually came to the bar to sing."
"My God, Su Zijin is so handsome."
"I like you, Su Zijin."
"Su Zijin! One more."
"Don't step down, come one more."
The enthusiasm of the audience completely ignited the stage, carnival for the person on the stage, and the lights of the audience were turned on bang bang bang, completely illuminating Su Zijin on the stage.
With his back to the light, Su Zijin raised the microphone.
"Hello everyone, I'm Su Zijin, this is the bar of my best buddy, I hope everyone will join in!
Today... we will not stop getting drunk!"
"Wow!"
"Great."
"Oh my God."
"I'm so happy."
At ten o'clock in the evening, the young people in the city who come and go dare to come out at night to indulge their suppressed emotions.
Amidst the bustling city lights, young white-collar workers, college students, and wealthy rich second-generation all gather in each bar as a spiritual harbor to escape from real life.
The purple and cyan lights are interlaced, the young people in the booth are pushing and changing glasses, and the wine bottles in the hands of the bartender are like flowers and butterflies.
And on the central stage, the singer holding the guitar sang his depressed feelings, and mixed the story of the day to the microphone.
Bang!
A man sat on a chair and tapped on the table.
"Give me a cup of Mt. Fuji."
"Good."
The bartender took out a wine glass and a set of sophisticated instruments to put the right amount of white wine and condiments together. The wine glass passed between his fingers, poured from behind from time to time, and placed it on the table.
"Under your Mount Fuji."
clang!
There is a glass of wine on the table, the lower layer is translucent and the top layer is a layer of foam, and a half slice of lemon is placed on the rim of the glass.
"How about it, the new resident singer I recruited is not bad."
Wang Zhen picked up a glass of strong Yangchun Baixue and stood side by side with the singers in the stands.
Su Zijin took a sip of the wine, the aftertaste and slightly sweetness of the liquor were mixed in his mouth, he watched the singers on the stage, and carefully discerned the singing among the noisy voices.
"It's so-so. I have some guitar skills, but my voice is a little bit disadvantaged, and my singing skills are a little immature, but I can hear that I have received professional training."
Bang!
The wine glass was placed on the table again, and Su Zijin looked directly at Wang Zhen.
"It should be a college student of the Conservatory of Music, and it should be a junior, with a mild personality and even a little weak. If you follow the teacher's strict eye, you can't be considered a genius, but can only be said to be well-behaved."
"sharp."
Wang Zhen gave a thumbs up and praised.
"I hit all the hits. As expected of me, Su Zi, I can hear all of this, and I can even hear the character in the song. How did you train your ears?"
"Only familiar ears."
Su Zijin drank two more sips, put half a glass of wine on the table, got up and put on his wide-brimmed hat.
"Come on, I'll go to the stage to play."
"That's a good relationship. With your help, my bar performance today hasn't skyrocketed."
"You're beautiful, Brother Hao, let's go up and play for a while."
Su Zijin slapped Brother Hao on the stomach, and then put his arm around Wang Zhen's arm.
"Brothers, it's been a long time since we sang together, let's collaborate again on stage today."
"Sing what?"
Brother Hao rubbed his stomach, seeing the stage was a bit unfamiliar, he hadn't been on stage for a long time, he was still a little timid.
"Sing, come to "Old Boy", to commemorate our lost youth."
Su Zijin got up and scanned the audience, feeling a little nostalgic, he hadn't come back for a long time, remembering those turbulent past.
"Okay, buddies, let's play a game today."
"You take the guitar. At that time, Brother Hao played the guitar very well."
Wang Zhen picked up a guitar and handed it to Brother Hao, but seeing Brother Hao's clumsy fingers and slightly twisted posture, Wang Zhen glared angrily.
"What are you afraid of? Can people make fun of you? You have to have fun in your own place today."
"Good."
Brother Hao took the guitar, Wang Zhen went up to find his own bass, and Su Zijin picked up the microphone.
"Go, sing one."
"Everyone pay attention, today we have invited a heavyweight singer to perform later, if you don't listen well today, you won't be happy."
Wang Zhen yelled at Mike, attracting attention from all around.
"Heavyweight singer?"
Many people have a question in their minds, what kind of singers can be found in such a bar, they are nothing more than those outdated third- and fourth-tier singers.
But this does not hinder, let them pay attention.
Looking towards the center of the stage, there is a slightly fat man, but he looks very unfamiliar, probably not a star. The man with the ring on the right is the manager of the store, and it is even more impossible, that is the one in the center wearing a hat.
Who is he?
The audience gathered on the dance floor holding wine glasses and looked up at the three people on the stage.
"Three, two, one! Go!"
Su Zijin counted to three lightly, and the dubber pressed the button, and at the same time as the accompaniment sounded, the crisp sound of the guitar sounded.
"Today I present to you the song "Old Boy", I hope you will like it."
Su Zijin listened to the accompaniment, swayed to the rhythm, and dragged the microphone to speak.
"That is the person I miss and love deeply day and night.
How can I express
Will she accept me?"
I depend!
As soon as Su Zijin opened his mouth, he immediately lifted his spirits.
This singer is great!
The tone is very accurate, and there is an emotional feeling in the singing.
Three sentences, let people put down their wine glasses, stare at the stage, and forget everything.
This kind of singing skill is definitely not for ordinary people!
Through the brim of the hat, countless people looked up at the thin cheeks, but because the hat covered most of the face, coupled with the dim lights, people couldn't see anything clearly.
"it's your turn."
Su Zijin pointed at Brother Hao.
Brother Hao's plump body was like a sloth, but he flipped quickly on the strings with the fingers of the little thick radish, looking at the audience in the audience, his heart was full of pride.
It's been a long time since I sang on stage, and I was a little unfamiliar at first, but with the singing, Brother Hao regained his status.
At that moment on the stage, the chubby belly swayed with the singing, the fat on the face swayed, the eyes were crying, looking up at the light, the sadness of thousands of lives in the past, the ideals of childhood, the bitterness of Beidiao, the present Life gathers into a force in the heart and gushes out in the throat.
"Maybe never say that to her
I'm destined to wander the world
How can there be concern"
"Hi, it's your turn."
Brother Hao waved the last string and pointed at Wang Zhen.
"Come on."
Wang Zhen opened his voice, his cheeks full of vicissitudes were full of stubble, his eyes were full of tears, looking at the audience, and he spoke with a smoky voice.
"Dreams are always out of reach
Should you give up
It's another season of flowers
where are you spring
"Come together, pay homage to our youth."
The three of them looked at each other and smiled, and spoke together. The faces on the stage were illuminated by the lights, and they looked at Mike in front of them. At that moment, it seemed that they were all shining.
The singing voice spread in all directions with the microphone, and the fast-paced guitar and high-spirited singing voice diffused in the venue.
"Youth is like a rushing river
I can't say goodbye if I don't come back
only numb me left
There is no more blood in the past.”
Do you still have the blood you once had?
Hi!
Do you still remember the young man full of sincerity in midsummer?
If you remember, let's come together.
Perhaps, our ideals have long been buried by life, but one day when you are not happy, you are walking alone in the indifferent city, and you see the back of the boy.
At that moment, the dream burst into flames, and the youthful sincerity never faded away.
Su Zijin took the microphone, walked on the stage, and immediately followed suit.
"Look at the flowers all over the sky
wither at the most beautiful moment
Who will remember that this world has come"
The fast-paced singing never dissipated at the last moment.
A soul-piercing treble pierced the stage, and the boy on the stage raised the microphone, and the firm treble soared into the sky.
It seems to be shouting at the strangeness of life, like a young man passing through the surging flames.
Forever young, always with tears in my eyes!
Once I leave the house, I change the fire three times, and half my life is ups and downs when I come out.
I've seen things in the world, but I'm still a teenager!
Three seconds... five seconds... ten seconds!
The treble still continues, and it is stable and passionate.
Thousands of lights shrouded the whole body, and the boy holding the microphone was like a fluttering flag, despite the cold wind, he still grinned.
"Amazing!"
The audience in the audience seemed to have a fire in their hearts, and an electric current penetrated their skulls, and their eyes blurred inadvertently.
The ideal that I thought I no longer believed in, I still believe in at this moment, and let those damn lives go to hell.
now!
Everyone just wants to sing!
"In the blink of an eye, many years have passed
How many joys and sorrows
once aspired to be a boy in all directions
I envy the geese flying south"
First one person speaks, then a group of people, and finally everyone.
One by one, their eyes were fixed on the stage, they tried their best to blur their tears, and sang along to the melody.
The unison voice surrounded the stage, the three looked at each other, smiled knowingly, and sang even harder.
"Come on! Everyone!"
Su Zijin bent over and looked sideways at the stage, and raised the microphone with a chic expression.
Brother Hao was flying the guitar in his hand, hot sweat was rolling down his cheeks, and a smile was piled up on his plump face.
Wang Zhen's smoky voice was mixed, his eyes were blurred, but his skin was red, and the veins on his neck were bulging.
"Youth is like a rushing river
I can't say goodbye if I don't come back
only numb me left
There is no more blood in the past.”
"Look at the flowers all over the sky
wither at the most beautiful moment
Who will remember that this world has come"
It came, we all remember it!
At this moment, hundreds of people in the passionate bar are singing in chorus. Those eyes and smiles all speak for themselves.
it has come
That's something we once held firm to, but then sneered at.
It's called a dream!
Although I no longer believe in it in the end, the dream is still there, and the blood will last forever.
"I'm not having fun."
Taking advantage of the accompaniment, Su Zijin pointed at everyone, and his voice sounded like spring thunder rolling, and the spring ice exploded and melted.
"happy."
"Then let's continue."
Su Zijin stood on the stage, watching everyone's carnival under the blurred lights, with sincere smiles and excited eyes, and he followed the rhythm.
"Look up at the sky full of stars
The one that accompanied me at that time
Do you remember the story here?"
The fast-paced singing stopped abruptly in an instant.
Brother Hao put down the guitar, Wang Zhen put the bass, and looked at Su Zijin who was at the front.
The lights of the whole venue were turned off, and it was dark, and in the darkness, a bright light gathered in the center of the stage. The light was like dust, reflected on the boy's figure, and a shadow slanted down.
Su Zijin's gentle voice was almost whispering, whispering in the ear, making people relieve their fatigue.
Leaning close to the microphone, the lips parted slightly.
"If there was a tomorrow
bless you dear"
Bang!
A black hat flew into the air, Su Zijin completely exposed her cheeks, and there was a scream from the ground.
"Su Zijin! Heavenly king singer Su Zijin!"
"How is it possible! Su Zijin actually came to the bar to sing."
"My God, Su Zijin is so handsome."
"I like you, Su Zijin."
"Su Zijin! One more."
"Don't step down, come one more."
The enthusiasm of the audience completely ignited the stage, carnival for the person on the stage, and the lights of the audience were turned on bang bang bang, completely illuminating Su Zijin on the stage.
With his back to the light, Su Zijin raised the microphone.
"Hello everyone, I'm Su Zijin, this is the bar of my best buddy, I hope everyone will join in!
Today... we will not stop getting drunk!"
"Wow!"
"Great."
"Oh my God."
"I'm so happy."
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