cannon fodder stand-in alliance

"Alas--"

"Yo~"

"Hey!"

"Shut up!"

All of a sudden, various modal particles surged up from the audience like a landslide and tsunami.The applause sounded like thunder, and it was no big deal for some people to watch the excitement. They put their hands around their mouths to form a trumpet shape, and shouted: "Promise her! Promise her!"

The noise from the dance floor spread to the VIP area on the second floor.People who hadn't noticed this scene also looked over.Han Mingchen glanced downstairs with sweat profusely, and explained with embarrassment: "This Cheng Lang just likes to play tricks. I don't know what's wrong, but Bai Yujing's guests still follow him."

What Han Mingchen said was the truth.He really didn't realize before that Bai Yujing's guests were so troublesome.

Qin Mu's dark, ink-like pupils glanced lightly at Cheng Lang, who was bouncing around on the stage, and there was an undetectable slight arc on his lips.

What a rambunctious little guy.

For some reason, Qin Mu remembered the little husky that was raised at home when he was a child.

He was so energetic that he couldn't calm down for a moment.

If Cheng Lang could hear the voice of the big boss, he must be very wronged.With Cheng Lang's personality, he really wanted to be a quiet and handsome man, to watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, and to follow the clouds and clouds in the sky.However, things are often unsatisfactory, and God's will never goes against people's wishes.

Cheng Lang shivered while holding the guitar, and whispered to the system in his heart: "I'm just an ordinary vicious cannon fodder, why does this kind of plot of domineering and plundering by the boss happen to me?"

The system retched in Cheng Lang's mind, and directly blocked the coquettish partner with a broken leg.

"What are you still doing?" A guest under the stage urged with vile humor: "Could it be that you still want to talk to your sister about the collapse?"

I dare not!

Cheng Lang regained consciousness in an instant.Hugging the guitar, she looked helplessly at the rich woman and sister in the audience. She looked weak, pitiful and helpless: "Sister, I really can't do it."

"Why not?" The female guest raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "There is nothing in this world that money can't solve. If it can't be solved, then add money."

Hearing these words, Cheng Lang felt inexplicably familiar.

The booing from the audience got louder.

Cheng Lang bit the bullet and said: "If you can't do it, you can't do it. After all, there are still things in this world that money can't solve. It can't be overcome by exerting subjective initiative. It can't be objective."

The female guest looked at Cheng Lang's pitiful little milk dog.It is said that good-looking skins are the same, but interesting souls are one in a million.As a female guest, she has seen a lot of handsome guys with six-pack abs, but it is rare to see someone who is so funny.The female guest's heart moved.If what he said before was just to tease Cheng Lang on a whim, now he is really tempted.

"I said, add money. Add it until you do it."

Cheng Lang's face was flushed, and he hugged the guitar: "Why are you like this? I told you that men can't be objective! If you can't, then you can't! This is not a matter of adding money!"

Can't men be objective?

The guests in the audience were stunned for a while before they understood what Cheng Lang meant.The whole bar was quiet for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter.

The female guest also reacted a second later, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"I said Boss Lu, don't make things difficult for this kid." Another male guest helped Cheng Lang, "Look, what has been done to this poor boy."

But having said that, Bai Yujingxin's style of looking for this pillar is really unique.It's also really shameless!

The female guest carefully wiped away the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes.Although he was still a little moved, he also knew that too much was too late.

Seeing that the female guest was no longer aggressive, Cheng Lang breathed a sigh of relief, plucked the strings twice, and was about to sing, when the male guest who helped him out said calmly: "Sing "Silence is Golden". Do you know this song?"

Cheng Lang nodded.Go to the bar and order "Silence is Golden", it seems that this male guest also has a story.

The system didn't know when it unblocked, and said quietly: "It may also be to tell you that silence is golden."

Cheng Lang turned a deaf ear.He plucked the strings, and just played a prelude, but was stopped by the female guest again.

"Is this a song?" The female guest looked at Cheng Lang with a half-smile, but couldn't help teasing him: "He just helped you out of the siege, so you used your mass-produced gentleness to perfuse his special love .it's not good?"

Cheng Lang's heart ached.I finally know what it means to hit the waves in Honghu Lake, and one wave is stronger than the other.

The male guest also recalled it and let out a muffled laugh.Looking at Cheng Lang, he joked half-truthfully: "It seems that I like you very much too. Because I am willing to open my wallet for you."

"噗嗤", that is the sound of the knife tip being inserted into the heart again.

The system gloated and laughed out loud in its mind.

Holding the guitar in his arms, Cheng Lang reflected deeply, and said quietly and resentfully: "If I had known you would talk like this, I would not have said it."

After a while, the painting style changed to that of Lin Daiyu.

The male guest smiled and said, "We don't know how to tell, but our memory is not bad."

Cheng Lang: "..."

The female guest smiled and said, "I like to talk about cross talk so much, let's sing "Exploring the Qingshui River" later."

Cheng Lang has nothing to love with his guitar in his arms.I feel that the state of mind at this moment should use the erhu to play "The Moon Reflected in the Two Springs".

The guests in the audience were laughing like crazy.Someone else gave Cheng Lang an idea: "Anyway, your boss doesn't let you charge money to sing, and doesn't let you drink the wine ordered by the guests. Why don't you talk about cross talk on stage. It's agreed that everyone will give a reward together, and don't give it away." The middlemen make the difference."

Cheng Lang gave a thumbs up to the person speaking in the audience.This is master.

"I really didn't expect it," Cheng Lang hugged the guitar and looked up to the sky and sighed, "If I had known that you were all sweeping monks, I wouldn't have made a fuss."

Hearing this, there was a burst of cheerful laughter from the audience.

Cheng Lang had a bit of a headache, and said in a waned mood, "Then I'll sing two songs ordered by the guests today—"

"I'll order another song that suits the occasion." Another guest in the audience hurriedly said: "Sing a song "It's Not a Sin for a Man to Cry". This is a song I specially ordered for you. Can you feel my heart?"

There was another burst of laughter from the audience who slapped the table and stomped their feet.

Cheng Lang held the guitar and looked at the light.I feel that what he is suffering now is not what a top card should bear.

"You are!" The guests in the audience couldn't help persuading: "Relax. I went to Daguantai to listen to cross talk before. The treatment of the pillars over there is much worse than you. Compared with the guests over there, we treat you as well. It's gentle."

Cheng Lang had nothing to say, he really regarded him as a cross talk talker.

Cheng Lang hugged the guitar, hurting the spring and the autumn: "I just realized today that gentleness can hurt people so much."

The guests in the audience laughed like crazy again.

It was the same person who continued to answer: "It's okay. You perfuse us with mass-produced tenderness, and we show you with dedicated tenderness. Everyone hurts each other. You will never die."

Cheng Lang was shocked: "It's late at night. Don't do this?"

"Are you scared?" Someone said with a smile, "Don't be afraid. I'll take you home at night."

Cheng Lang was dejected: "I'm an orphan, where did I come from. Just take me to XXX..."

Cheng Lang reported an address.The guest who answered the conversation just now became more and more familiar.Someone responded: "Isn't this a new cemetery built last year?"

Cheng Lang nodded: "Although it is newly built, the scenery is not bad. There is an old locust tree on the back of the mountain, and I am under that locust tree..."

The more the guest listened, the more flustered he became, and he stopped quickly: "Didn't you say you want to sing! Hurry up and sing. You've been fooled for these two hours."

Cheng Lang looked at the guests and concluded, "I'm good at cooking, and I like to play."

There was another burst of laughter from the audience.The damaged guest was not angry, and subconsciously ordered a glass of wine for Cheng Lang.

Cheng Lang glanced at the drink and was hesitating, when the female guest who teased him before suddenly said, "20."

The female guest said lightly: "Order a song for you."

Cheng Lang was really a little embarrassed about this woman who coveted his beauty and soul all the time.He began to hold the guitar tremblingly again: "No, it's not necessary. It's just a song."

"What I'm talking about is a song." The female guest looked at Cheng Lang: "Don't you want to protect the value of your white jade pillar?"

When the female guest said this, she couldn't help but smile.Even his voice was tinged with a smile: "You know that in the entertainment industry, some third-line artists who are in the limelight accept commercial performances, and the price of singing a song is more than 20. Qin Dynasty Records signs Bai Yujing's mainstay every year. .With your qualifications, if you make your debut, the price of singing a song will definitely be more than 20."

"I knew my sister was a discerning person." Cheng Lang looked at the female guest with admiration, a little shyly: "You, like Brother Wang in our performing arts department, can see my beauty at a glance."

Brother Wang, who was guarding the stage, was caught off guard. When Cheng Lang suddenly mentioned his name, his face darkened immediately: "Fuck, this kid wronged me again!" When did he see Cheng Lang's inner beauty?He only saw that Cheng Lang was a showman!

The female guest couldn't help laughing.

The male guest who just helped Cheng Lang out raised his eyebrows: "Why, Mr. Lu intends to sign someone?"

The female guest laughed and said, "It depends on whether he is willing or not."

The male guest looked at Cheng Lang: "What are you still doing in a daze. This is Mr. Lu from Qin Chao Records. You Bai Yujing's resident artist dreams of becoming a signed artist of Qin Chao Records. Now that the opportunity comes, why don't you hurry up? catch."

Under the stage, Brother Wang's expression changed.

Cheng Lang reacted quickly.Looking at Mr. Lu, he suddenly realized: "You came to Baiyujing today to sign Meng Tianye, right?"

A smile flashed in Mr. Lu's eyes.Now she admires Cheng Lang more and more.This kid looks good, sings well, is funny, and smart: "I can just sign one. I can also sign another one."

Speaking of this, Mr. Lu thought of something again, and said with a smile: "Don't worry. I respect your wishes, and I will let you show off your skills without selling yourself. You can also negotiate the terms of the contract slowly."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Lu tapped the table with his slender fingers painted with red nail polish: "This 20 song is my sincerity. Of course——"

Mr. Lu looked at Cheng Lang.The subject changed, and he half-seriously and half-jokingly said: "If you are willing to pay something extra, I am also willing to pay extra."

"But I don't want to." Cheng Lang hugged the guitar, and looked at Mr. Lu eagerly: "I am a man who wants to be a domineering president. Controlling the lifeline of the global economy, and making Tianliang Wang Po at every turn is my goal in life. Sister, you are human." With a kind heart, you will understand me."

Mr. Lu looked at Cheng Lang, smiled and said, "You can be the overbearing president's man right now."

Cheng Lang bowed his head, and finally understood why it is a martial arts masterpiece to return the other's way.

"Ah~"

Seeing that Cheng Lang was scared, the guests in the audience started booing again.But this time, Cheng Lang didn't dare to continue his wandering: "It's getting late. Let me sing a nursery rhyme for everyone!"

"Don't worry! We had a great time listening to cross talk."

"Keep talking!"

"You are a wave!"

Amidst the giggling and booing of the guests, Cheng Lang hugged his guitar and sang by himself.After the two songs came down, the atmosphere of the scene was finally controlled.

Probably because he talked too much and ruined his voice. When Cheng Lang stepped down, his voice was almost smoking.