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Chapter 7 Phone

In the middle of the night, in the third west district, it was blazing.

Song Han sat in front of the bar, with a smile on his lips, looking at the cheering crowd around him.

Where the crowd is facing, is the blacker band roaring under the lights.

"They have five songs in total today, really hard work." Tan Chen handed her a glass of wine.

"Who knows when the opportunity will come, of course we must seize it." Song Han took a sip from the wine glass.

"Boss, did you open the back door for them?" Tan Chen moved closer, "These songs are not the ones for anaerobic, okay?"

"The anaerobic lead singer, I was playing with those people next door a few days ago." Song Han put down his glass and sneered, "I made it myself."

In the third district, there are all kinds of places. Some people come here to have fun, and some people have accidents here. Not every nightclub in this area is as clean as Chihuang.But Tan Chen was still a little surprised, he hadn't heard about it, the lead singer obviously looked quite weak, but he went to the next door to fool around?

"Why?"

"Who knows," Song Han drank the rest of the wine in one gulp and got up, "I don't want to live well." She glanced at the reveling crowd, "Watch out, I'll go up and lie down."

"Oh..." He knew that Song Han didn't like to meddle in other people's business, who could have a bad temper here?

Tan Chen stayed here for three years.When he first came, Chihuang had just reopened not long ago, and he watched Song Han prop up this legendary bar that had been abandoned for more than three years with his own eyes.

Regarding Chihuang's past, Song Han didn't shy away from it, but he didn't mention it in detail, only saying that it was her parents' inheritance.

Three years ago, Tan Chen wandered from the bottom of the bridge to the third district. Seeing that it was recruiting people, he came here with the mentality of giving it a try, and he has stayed until now.

Song Han is quite amazing, Tan Chen thinks.She knows this place very well. At first glance, she is covered in thorns, and she is full of the ruffian tainted in the third district, a place full of fish and dragons.But after getting along for a long time, Tan Chen discovered that Song Han actually had a special temperament, which was... a kind of hidden elegance and composure, which was hard to explain, after all, that temperament was too incompatible with her identity.

At one o'clock in the morning, Blacker came off the stage profusely with sweat, and the lead singer sat at the bar panting, asking Tan Chen for a drink.

"Add Bing." The lead singer is the leader of the band, Situ Zhao, a young man in his twenties with a cropped cut.

"Here." Tan Chen pushed the wine over with a lazy look on his face.

Situ picked up the cup and took a big sip before he felt alive. "How?" he asked with a smile.

"It's okay." Tan Chen replied casually.

"I think it's pretty good. Look how lively the atmosphere is." Situ pouted.

"Which day is not hot in Chihuang?" This Situ is an acquaintance, he talks a lot, and he is too lazy to talk to him.

"Hey," this person didn't give up, and leaned closer, "What does Boss Song say? When can we play again?" He also knew that this opportunity had hit him, otherwise it would be impossible for them to turn, so tonight is very exciting. Work hard, after all in Ling'an, there is no band that does not want to have a place in Chihuang.

"I don't know, just wait, it's all arranged until next month." Tan Chen lowered his eyelids and fell asleep with his arms folded.

"Hey, it's hard..." Situ took a sip of his wine, lay down on the bar counter, and sighed.Thinking back to the man who swore before going out that he was going to become a future star, he ran for two and a half years before he realized how difficult this road was.

He didn't stay here for too long, after drinking a glass of wine, he ran to the crowd to have fun.

When the doors were about to close at two o'clock in the morning, Song Han came down from upstairs with a flushed face, and chatted with a few regular customers.

"Boss," after closing the store, Tan Chen came over with a yawn, "I'm going to sleep."

"Get up at noon to rehearse." Song Han said.

"Oh—" Tan Chen replied weakly.

Today is NO.15, and they are due to play in two days. Although they are not a serious band, they still have to rehearse well.

Tan Chen went upstairs, Song Han poured himself a glass of wine, and walked to the side of the stage.

There is a small space here, where the albums of every band performing here are placed, as long as they are released, they can be sold here.

Anaerobic, madness, FAFA, impermanence...

They are all very popular bands in Chihuang, and they hold a special performance almost every month, which is overcrowded.

But sales are still not very good.

She sighed.Two or 300 people can fill this bar, which looks very spectacular, but in fact, it is really too little.

Song Han doesn't rely on blazing waste to make money, and he doesn't engage in any messy business.Therefore, this place can be said to be a paradise for underground bands in Jingchuan. As long as the songs are good and the character is good, any band can come.Being able to show up, have an audience, and pay a lot, except for some bands that insist on their own ideas, almost all of them have been to Chihuang, as long as they are good enough, Song Han will not refuse anyone.

In fact, Song Han's thinking is quite simple, listen to music, beat the drums, sleep, eat and die. She is not short of money, and she doesn't have to do something. She has never been a very ambitious person.

She doesn't have to worry about food or clothing, and no one stops her from doing the things she likes, so she can be free and lazy, that's great.The business is blazing, but it's just a big circle and come back to find that it's the most comfortable place to stay here.