God level worker

139. Are you still afraid of heavy rain?

"Under the dark clouds~ I think the sky is really like a splash-ink painting;"

"I want to walk ~ I don't want to go home;"

"No way~ just have a cup of coffee by the side of the main road;"

"I think of that day when you stood in the rain and said you were afraid;"

"Dear those memories~ Where are they all going now?"

"I'm not doing well~ but I want to ask you how are you?"

……

While He Youchuan was singing a cappella, the spotlight above his head gradually lit up, like a headless goshawk looking for a target in the audience, reflecting surprised faces;
Some "old" fans found this voice somewhat familiar!
But soon, they didn't pay attention to this detail, and were completely attracted by He Youchuan's affectionate interpretation.

Even Ye Junzhu and the others felt unbelievable. This guy really has musical talent. Is this his impromptu performance, or did he prepare it long ago?

Lin Xin covered her face with roses in one hand, held the phone in the other, and recorded the young man in the audience earnestly.

"Is it really He Youchuan?"

She couldn't believe that the people who worked part-time together back then were so outstanding without knowing it?
Is he quietly topping out, and then wants to amaze everyone, and become someone who can't be surpassed by others?

For a moment, Lin Xin was a little obsessed, but shook her head hastily. She was born with low self-esteem, and there was a sparkle in her eyes.

After a long time, all the spotlights, as if they had pinpointed the backbone, shone on He Youchuan.

And he also became the focus of the audience, attracting everyone's eyes and ears.

"Are you still afraid of heavy rain?"

"Are you still wearing a butterfly card?"

"Boring afternoon~I love to tell~fairy tales about love;"

"Are you still afraid of heavy rain?"

"I still remember that it rained heavily on the day we broke up;"

"But I can't remember what I said back then;"

"..."

The first half of the song is a bit choked up.

Although it is a cappella, it also captured everyone's heart.

Moreover, He Youchuan deliberately used singing skills to make his voice vicissitudes and sadness in order to integrate his emotions into it.

It feels like an infatuated boy.

After breaking up for many years, I suddenly recalled the girl with the butterfly card.

It's easy to bring in.

Who hasn't had a first love yet?
The entire bar was terribly silent. If it was normal, the bar owner would have scolded his mother a long time ago. How could the business be so bad?

However, the bar now is filled with He Youchuan's singing.

"Love is under the heavy rain~ It's you, me, maybe him;"

"No one can bear it ~ but be brave ~ let yourself let go;"

"Don't be afraid of the rain any more;"

"You forget, what we said in those days;"

"Say no matter what~ you'll be happy."

……

Some sensual girls couldn't help but have sour eyes, as if thinking of the boy who gave everything for himself.

For various reasons, they couldn't be together in the end.

And the boys have an illusion of "empathy";

Because of his own shortcomings, he eventually lost his beloved girl.

This song seemed to touch their tears.

Everyone's emotions were mobilized.

Someone is whispering sorry, someone is calling the number in dusty memory over and over again~
……

On the second floor.

Lin Xin recorded a video of He Youchuan on his Hongmeng mobile phone.

This is something she did not promise He Youchuan before.

Well, it was arranged by force.

Songs can affect people's hearts, and that vicissitudes of voice made her a little bit above.

She also longs for a relationship.

It's just that I have low self-esteem by nature and dare not express my likes.

How does he know that I am afraid of heavy rain?
Lin Xin's expression became strange!

She didn't even notice it herself.

……

After a song, no matter men, women or children in the bar, they are immersed in the song.

After half a minute, someone waved his arms;

"It's so nice, it's really nice."

"I don't know why, but I just want to cry. I think of Ah Wei."

"Quick, lighting engineer, turn on the lights, I want to see who sang it, and I want to take a photo with him."

"That voice is so familiar!"

"Isn't that what a popular singer is like?"

"I checked online just now, and this is a non-existent ballad, which means it is a new song, and it may even be the creation of that handsome guy himself!"

A group of people watched He Youchuan leave.

It's a pity that I can't see my face clearly because I wear a mask.

……

Go back to the second floor.

Ye Junzhu got up first to greet him: "I didn't expect, brother, it turns out that you sing so beautifully."

"Absurd praise, absurd praise," He Youchuan waved his hand, pointed at the rose in Lin Xin's hand, and said with a smile: "Shouldn't the promise be exchanged?"

"Come on, girl, take out the payment code!" Ye Junzhu smiled, took out his phone and shook it.

Lin Xin pursed her lips, a little timidly.

A rose for 5 yuan is really sold for 500?

"Don't worry, it's fine~" He Youchuan took back his phone and comforted Lin Xin.

"120 sticks, a total of 600 yuan!" Lin Xin handed over the payment, and did not forget to add a sentence.

Ye Junzhu smiled, this girl is a little plain, after scanning the QR code, she immediately transferred 60000 yuan.

"Ding~ 6 yuan has been credited to WeChat account!"

Lin Xin was startled. Her first emotion was not happiness, but that this group of people must have bad intentions!
I am so ugly! ! ! !

They also like it? ? ? ?
"Because of your roses, Brother You Chuan was able to create such a beautiful song. We are the ones who thank you." Ye Junzhu chuckled, turned to look at the others, and said solemnly, "I'll spend this little money later. Pass it to me!"

Zhang Feng said with a smile: "This is necessary."

Liu Qingshan also nodded in agreement.

A few female Internet celebrities will not refuse, especially since they all shot a video just now, this is a good opportunity to increase fans.

He Youchuan sent the video to Chen Mengyan, and sent a text: "Sister, you understand."
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Jiang Zhongmou: Reader Dad, you understand.