Music Engine Singing Su the World [System]

It was time, and the number of people in the bar gradually increased.

Lan Huai was eating the fruit on the fruit plate in the private room, and every time he ate a kind of fruit, there was an expression of amazement on his face, which made Ming Zhuo, who was standing aside, couldn't help laughing.

Boss Hu also sat aside and watched for a long time. If he hadn't heard his singing with his own ears, he would never believe that the country bumpkin foodie in front of him could make such a shocking voice.

Lan Huai ate up all the fruit on the fruit plate. If someone hadn't stopped him, he would have almost eaten the orange peel.

Boss Hu just sat aside and watched him silently.

Lan Huai wiped his mouth and praised, "Okay, very good."

"Hey, let's start then, shall we? How about you try singing a song here later?"

Lan Huai nodded.

Ji Songqing said: "Then we..."

"Try how he sings first, maybe other songs won't work?" Boss Hu is a businessman after all, he turned his face and smiled and said to Lan Huai: "You can't sing the one that was sung in the square, you know?"

"Okay." Lan Huai thought for a while: "Sing, anything is fine, okay?"

"Yes, you are free to play."

Lan Huai walked out of the private room, there was a lot of noise outside, and the dazzling lights made people dizzy.

Ji Songqing followed him, feeling very depressed.

Boss Hu's reluctance to agree is most likely because he has changed his mind, but after all, it was their band who broke the contract first, and he has no right to criticize anything.

The host was leading the atmosphere, and the whole bar was full of enthusiasm. Lan Huai walked out of the corridor and bumped into a man suddenly.

The other party smelled of alcohol, turned slightly to one side, and looked at Lan Huai who had been hit by the wall of the corridor. He was taken aback for a moment, but when Lan Huai turned to leave, he suddenly reached out and grabbed him with malicious intentions. He smiled and said, "Where did this little beauty come from? Boss Hu, you are not kind, and you didn't even introduce me."

"Oh, it's Boss Jin!" Boss Hu smiled immediately: "This is a new singer at the bar, and I'm about to let him audition. It's not too late. Later, I will definitely introduce you later."

Ji Songqing, who had already walked out, frowned, and was about to say something when he came over, but Boss Hu immediately glared at him.

"Okay, I'll wait for you..." The man chuckled, turned around and walked slowly into the corner bathroom. When he entered, he even turned his head and smiled at Lan Huai.

Ji Songqing said: "Boss Hu, Lan Huai..."

"I know what to do!" Boss Hu gave Ji Songqing a displeased look, then turned to Lan Huai and said, "Okay, okay, it's your turn to play, go quickly."

After the host's introduction, Lan Huai was pushed onto the stage. After the host introduced everyone, he asked Lan Huai as he passed by, "What are you singing?"

Lan Huai paused and thought for a moment.

He looked around, the lights inside were too dazzling, he couldn't find Mengnie's figure, so he made a decision immediately: "Blue Huai Shui."

"Ha..." The host said, "What song is that? I haven't heard it before."

A little pride flashed across Lan Huai's face: "It sounds good."

The host laughed and said, "Then you may have to sing a cappella, we probably can't find a soundtrack."

Lan Huai said: "I am worthy."

After the host came down, he clicked his tongue: "Where did you find this kid?"

"I picked it up." Boss Hu said, "Don't make up your mind, Jin Ming has taken a fancy to it."

The host raised his eyebrows, turned around and sat aside, looking up at the teenager on the stage.

Lan Huai stood in front of the microphone, and the clothes he was wearing had already changed into slightly more mature ones.

Because the host has already said hello, a few people looked at the stage curiously at this moment, and the few people who were closer moved closer, "Boss Hu has spent a lot of money this time, where did he invite the beautiful boy?" ?”

The voices of discussion quickly attracted the people around to the stage. Although everyone hadn't started listening to the song, some people were still calling their friends, Amway Boy.

Boss Hu was overjoyed, now their bar will be lively tonight.

Lan Huai is a person born to belong to the stage. When he stood in front of the microphone and received everyone's attention, there was already the sound of light drizzle around him.

The host put down his upturned feet and said, "Is he ready to start singing without saying the opening remarks? Where did this accompaniment come from? Do you carry a bgm player with you?"

Ji Songqing stood aside and said: "Speaking of which, he was also accompaniment in the square just now, and he probably really brought a player with him."

As soon as the words fell, the boy on the stage had already opened his mouth.

His slender eyelashes drooped, his fingers held the microphone in front of him, and his lips were opened. Even in this noisy and messy light, his whole body seemed to have a holy halo.

legend

there is a river

Luo Huai

heaven irrigated by

swim in the fields

……

Music belonging to nature sounded in the bar, and everyone's eyes were focused on him the moment he spoke!

Stop texting, stop calling, stop drinking, shake legs, chew gum, all stop!

This song is full of infinite emotion, which makes people's blood surge.

Ming Zhuo's eyes slowly became moist.

Both of his parents died when he was young, and he grew up with his grandparents, who loved him very much and would always buy him some snacks that other children could eat even though life was hard. However, when he was 13 years old, he Suddenly paralyzed and bedridden, and accompanied by Alzheimer's dementia.

Grandpa is very old and has been relying on picking up garbage to support him in school.From then on, Mingzhuo started to help with housework and take care of grandma, and besides studying time, he also went out to help pick up trash.The owners of the restaurants nearby are very nice. When they are busy, they will ask him to serve the dishes and earn some money.

Just a month ago, when he was just full, grandma suddenly regained her senses, and she remembered him like a flashback.

Her first sentence was: "Grandma hasn't bought you a cake yet."

Five years ago, also on his birthday, grandma took 20 yuan to buy him a cake, slipped and fell on the road, and became paralyzed. Five years later, she still remembers that cake.

Mingzhuo burst into tears instantly.

"Grandma wants to eat Zhuo's birthday cake."

Ming Zhuo naturally agreed, and borrowed the neighbor's car to buy cakes and came back, only to find that the old man was dead.

His grandfather looked as if he had expected this matter long ago, and ended the funeral without sorrow or joy, but suddenly had a heart attack and went to the hospital. A sum of medical expenses stumped Mingzhuo again, and he had to borrow money everywhere for medical treatment. .

Because he went to school late, he skipped two grades and only entered the second year of high school. This time next year will be the college entrance examination. Tuition fees, living pressure, and the money for his grandfather's coronary heart disease medicine have all become his heavy responsibilities.

May life be like this blue river forever

And then the cold night descends

Can't form a sad ice porch

……

The singing continued, and Ming Zhuo leaned against the bar.

At this moment, he thought of all the people who helped him.

Feng Yu next door was his childhood friend, and his family lived with them in a big courtyard. Since he was a child, his family helped him, and occasionally Feng Yu would go to their house to eat, and his parents even helped him. He nearly dropped out of school at the time and paid his tuition.

In this world, sadness is always accompanied by joy, and vice versa.

Just in the morning, because of his grandfather's high blood pressure again, he was full of negative energy, and felt that the whole world had almost abandoned him, but at this moment, he suddenly remembered the smiling faces of those people towards him.

Feng Yu's mother told him: "You have to study hard at this age, and when you are successful in the future, it will not be too late to pay us back."

Feng Yu's father would say: "Just raise another son! You've invested in it! Don't look like a wolf in the future!"

In addition to them, there is also an aunt who sells flowers next door. From time to time, he will give him some potted plants that seem to be untenable. After he raises them carefully, selling them will be another income.

Barbecue restaurants near the alley, as well as ramen restaurants, and grilled fish restaurants... When he was very young, he was asked to help choose dishes in them, and gradually he started serving dishes. Let him eat and drink, and allow him to bring some back to his grandfather.

…The neighbors in the alley are also very friendly, and even helped to bury the old man when grandma passed away.

Ming Zhuo looked up at the boy above the stage.

When the song was over, after a brief silence, there was thunderous applause all around!

Someone else whistled: "Great baby!"

"A beautiful voice is even more beautiful!!"

"Boss Hu really found a treasure!"

……

Boss Hu came back to his senses, turned his face to look at the host, and said, "Our bar...doesn't seem suitable for this kind of song?"

At the beginning, he thought that Lan Huai could sing rock and roll, after all, he had to match the atmosphere of the bar, but he didn't expect Lan Huai to be so dishonest that he would sing this kind of song here.

Lan Huai on the stage bowed to everyone, "Thank you, thank you, no need to applaud, just give me the money, it will be fine..." Boss Hu: "..."

The audience paused for a moment and burst out laughing, thinking that Lan Huai was joking.

Lan Huai looked at everyone suspiciously, kept his hands outstretched, and subconsciously took two steps towards the front of the stage. His fingers were suddenly grabbed by someone. Immediately afterwards, he was instantly carried off the stage.

It was the man who bumped into him at the beginning, and he still had a mellow but unpleasant smell on him.

Lan Huai looked up suspiciously, and immediately heard Jin Ming laugh: "How much does the little beauty want?"

"Yes, a lot." Lan Huai said, and stretched out his hand happily.

Yaoyaoling: "...you two are too close, come down quickly!"

... If Lan Huai had already been arrested by others and taken to the golden house to hide his beauty before the attack on Mengnie, then it seems useless for them to bring him here!It must be stopped!

Yaoyaoling is Lan Huai's first friend, he naturally listened to Yaoyaoling, he struggled for a while, but Jin Ming refused to let go, he felt as if someone was staring at him, with a murderous aura , which made him very interested, and said deliberately: "Let me hug you for a while, and I will give you a lot of money."

Lan Huai's eyes lit up again, and he paused for a while.

Yaoyaoling said angrily: "Come down quickly! He will eat you!"

A picture of a little white rabbit being torn apart by a ferocious beast, which should have been mosaiced, was thrown over: "Eat like this."

Lan Huai instinctively rejected bloody things, immediately frowned, and struggled: "No, now?"

Ji Songqing didn't hold back, walked over first, reached out to help pull Lan Huai down, Jin Ming's eyes fell on him, and before he could speak, he was warned: "President Jin respects himself, Lan Huai is still a junior high school student."

Originally there were quite a few people around, but at this moment they exclaimed: "I thought he was just young, a junior high school student? Boss Hu is so bold!"

There was a commotion.

Boss Hu, who happened to come over, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was immediately stared at by Jin Ming's half-smiling eyes: "Junior high school student..."

Like everyone else, he thought that Lan Huai was just young, but now he heard it, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

At the same time, he suddenly found that the murderous aura disappeared in an instant.

Meng Nie in the corner drank the wine in his glass.