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At eight o'clock in the evening, Cheng Lang reported to Bai Yujing on time.However, compared to the high spirits in the past, Cheng Lang always hid in the corner from time to time today and fiddled with his phone.So much so that the foreman came over several times to remind: "Don't always look at your mobile phone during working hours. It will be miserable if you are complained by customers."

"I know." Cheng Lang put away his phone with a heavy expression on his face.

Seeing this, the foreman couldn't help asking: "What's the matter, is something wrong at home?"

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, the foreman knew it was wrong.As we all know, Cheng Lang grew up in an orphanage. He had no father or mother. Where did his family come from?

"Could it be that he was dumped by his girlfriend?" But I haven't heard that Cheng Lang has a girlfriend?

"No." Cheng Lang's expression was serious.The situation he is facing now is much more serious than being dumped.

The two social accounts registered by Cheng Lang in the afternoon originally thought that this kind of nympho licking posts should attract the attention of netizens-after all, Shen Huaiyu's temperament is left alone!His photography skills are so good, and his secret love articles are also delicate and touching.

Unexpectedly, one afternoon passed, and the two posts he posted on Weibo and the school post bar had only a few hundred views and very few replies.Not to mention draining milk tea shops.

Cheng Lang didn't know what went wrong.I can only make a few more trumpets to post for myself.In order to be sure, he also purchased a proxy IP so as not to go too far.

Regrettably, with little success.

Cheng Lang sighed.Sure enough, everything is difficult at the beginning!

"Stop moaning!" The foreman patted Cheng Lang on the shoulder.Although Cheng Lang always likes to play fish and go on errands during work, Cheng Lang has a good-mouthed and sweet personality. He is also one of the waiters in the bar who pushes the most drinks, and he can be regarded as a general under the foreman.Gold medal sales are in a bad mood and affect performance. Of course, the foreman should comfort him: "Today is your first day as a pillar of Baiyu Jingtai. Are you ready for the show to be performed on stage?"

While talking, Brother Wang from the performing arts department also came to look for someone.After seeing Cheng Lang, his face was as gloomy as a piece of black iron: "You can't find it everywhere, so you're lazy here."

Before Cheng Lang could reply, Brother Wang asked again: "We'll be on stage at nine o'clock. Do you need to put on some makeup and change into your costume?"

Under normal circumstances, Bai Yujing's resident artists have their own stylists, and they also bring their own costumes when they perform.The situation of non-process waves is special.Although Brother Wang hated Cheng Lang, who came by airborne halfway, but for the sake of Bai Yujing's style, he couldn't let Cheng Lang get embarrassed.The point that should be mentioned is still to be mentioned: "How do you need the band to cooperate with you? I haven't worked it out before."

"No need." Cheng Romantic said casually, "They tune my voice whatever." A strong man is so confident.

Brother Wang: "..."

"What about the costumes?"

Cheng Lang looked down at the waiter's uniform on his body: "This one is fine."

Brother Wang frowned severely.

Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows: "Why, I don't look good in this outfit?"

That's not it.

Although Brother Wang was not very optimistic about Cheng Lang's talent.But even he had to admit that Cheng Lang's appearance was really good.Especially the careless and slutty temperament on his body.

Brother Wang snorted.It's really like a dog.

"Since you don't want anything, then I will prepare as you said. But I want to remind you, this is Bai Yujing. You'd better not embarrass me."

Cheng Lang ignored Brother Wang.At exactly nine o'clock, under the complicated eyes of all the employees, he lazily stepped onto the stage.

"Why is it you again?" A customer in the audience asked dissatisfiedly: "Where is Amano? We want to see Amano!"

"Your Amano still has a bad throat today, I'll take over." Cheng Lang said lightly and perfunctorily.He picked up the guitar on the stage without giving the guests a chance to continue asking questions, plucked the strings with his slender fingers, and a melodious and graceful guitar solo sounded.

The guests sitting in the bar looked at the stage in surprise.Some guests who are familiar with this prelude can't help but sway gently.

The band members on stage looked at each other.The drummer couldn't help chiming in.The others were stunned for a moment, but couldn't help following with itchy hands.

Cheng Lang, who was playing the guitar, glanced casually at the band behind him, and a beam of light shone on him, making Cheng Lang's silhouette even more beautiful.The bow tie that was originally tied around the neck was torn off by Cheng Lang, and the top two buttons were undone, revealing the protruding Adam's apple and delicate collarbone.Under the illumination of the lights, there is a careless sexy.

"Onadarkdeserthighwaycoolwindinmyhair..." The slightly deep singing voice came to the ears of the guests along with the melodious tune.When Cheng Lang's subwoofer was deliberately suppressed, it had a cello-like texture.

""Hotel California"." An older guest muttered to himself.I didn't expect to hear such old songs in this kind of bar.

At that moment, the whole bar fell silent.Only Cheng Lang's singing and the band's playing could be heard.

At the end of the song, the whole venue was silent for a few seconds, and then there was thunderous applause suddenly, and the guests in the audience screamed and whistled excitedly.

Some people ordered drinks and brought them to the stage, obviously very satisfied with Cheng Lang's performance.

Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows.He is also very proud of his own charm.

After taking a sip of wine and resting for a few minutes, Cheng Lang sang a few more classic old songs.Then I got a little impatient.

"What do you want to hear?" Cheng Lang said lazily, "You can order songs."

After a pause, Cheng Lang was afraid that the guests would not understand, and further explained: "But you have to pay more."

Brother Wang, who had been staring at Cheng Lang's performance, couldn't help but roll his eyes.Just now, I was shocked by Cheng Lang's singing and guitar skills, but now I'm tired of Cheng Lang's naked money-greedy nature.

"Brother Chen fell in love with such a vulgar thing. Open your mouth and shut up to know the money!" Brother Wang couldn't help complaining to his subordinates: "Is he short of money?"

The subordinate said with a smile: "I heard that I grew up in an orphanage without a father or a mother. Maybe I had a hard life before, and it is inevitable that I have some bad habits."

Brother Wang shook his head.However, the prejudice against Cheng Lang in his heart was a little shallower.

In contrast, the guests in the audience liked Cheng Lang's straightforwardness.They had been in Bai Yujing for so long, and this was the first time they saw a resident singer with money written on his face.

"As long as you give money, you can sing anything?"

Cheng Lang stared at the guests speaking under the stage, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked alert: "There is something wrong with you."

"What's wrong with me!" The audience blushed a little when Cheng Lang said it.Under the booing of other guests around, he forcefully explained: "I just ask casually. I will pay you to sing Peking Opera, can you sing?"

Cheng Lang hugged the guitar with a rebellious expression on his face: "As long as the money is in place, you can let me sing Errenzhuan!"

The audience roared with laughter.

The guests who spoke before were also a little dumbfounded.He just threw a wad of money up, but he didn't ask Cheng Lang to sing Errenzhuan, but ordered a classic old song from 40 to [-] years ago.

Two hours later, Cheng Lang retired.

After stepping down, Cheng Lang looked at his phone immediately.Under those two social accounts, there were a little more netizens who left messages.Everyone seems to regard Cheng Lang's trumpet as an emotional tree hole.Someone is talking about their secret love experience.Someone asked who the little brother in the photo was.

"Cheng Lang, you sing well!" The foreman patted Cheng Lang on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to have this skill. If I knew you were so good at singing, I should have directly applied for a resident singer. Come and do it." What waiter?"

"What's wrong with the waiter? There is no high or low job to make money, but the division of labor is different." Cheng Romance replied casually: "Is there any water? My throat is almost smoking!"

These guests in the bar don't talk about martial arts.Knowing that he has a bad singing voice, she keeps ordering wine for him.No one brought water.

The foreman smiled: "There is no resident singer like you who is always willing to come."

Cheng Lang didn't take it seriously: "I have 1 yuan for a glass of wine!"

Just set the rules yesterday.Those who spend money are not afraid of being taken advantage of, but he who makes money is afraid of burning his hands with too much money?

The foreman was completely speechless: "I'm too lazy to bother you, go find some water at the back by yourself."

Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows.Before looking for water, I went to the bathroom.Because there are too many people on the first floor, we can't get a number.Cheng Lang simply went to the VIP area on the second floor.

When he came out, he ran into Meng Tianye again in the rest area.This kid is holding a bottle of XO and pouring it hard!

Cheng Lang frowned, and stepped forward to talk: "Drinking so hard, do you want to lose your voice?"

"I want you to care!" Meng Tianye gave Cheng Lang a fierce look: "Aren't you very proud today? So many people praise your field, it's very beautiful!"

Meng Tianye heard the cheers and screams from downstairs on the second floor.Until yesterday, the cheers and screams were his.Thinking of this, Meng Tianye inevitably felt sad.Sour and gasy.

"Anyway, it's Bai Yujing's new leader. There's still room for this." Cheng Lang saw free lemonade on the tea table in the rest area.He simply sat down and poured himself a glass.

"Are you angry with me on purpose?" Meng Tianye glared at Cheng Lang angrily: "Run to me to show off your might on purpose?"

"That's also the chance you gave first." Cheng Lang watched Meng Tianye drink after sip, and went straight up to snatch the bottle from Meng Tianye's hand: "Don't drink it. It's really bad for your throat, you can't cry Can't find the tune."

Cheng Lang remembered that in the original book, after Meng Tianye was abandoned by Lu Chengxuan, he gave up on himself and started drinking heavily, until he lost his good voice.People were also kicked out by Bai Yujing.The end was miserable.

"I want you to mind your own business!" Meng Tianye looked at Cheng Lang impatiently: "Aren't you also drinking the wine ordered by the guests? I have never seen you so willing to refuse. Lose your reputation!"

"Can I be the same as you?" Cheng Lang said amusedly: "I don't have any musical dreams. I don't want to sing to be a star. I don't even expect to sing to eat."

Cheng Lang remembered that Meng Tianye's ideal seemed to be to debut as a singer, right?

Meng Tianye stopped talking.After lying on the sofa for a long time, he suddenly said sullenly: "Qin Dynasty Records only signs Bai Yujing's top card as a signed artist every year." His top card was snatched by Cheng Lang.He was hopeless.

Meng Tianye didn't realize that under the influence of Cheng Lang, he also kept saying that he was the "top card".

"Why are young people so brainless!" Cheng Lang shook his head.I thought it was a big deal: "This way doesn't work, so you can change it. There are so many talent shows on the market now. You look so good, and you can sing well. Go to the talent show, even if you don't win the championship, Can it also be mixed with water?"

When the time comes, fans will be there, and the enthusiasm will be there. Are you still worried that no contracted company will come to your door?

"Draft?" Meng Tianye frowned.I don't really like this way of debut: "You don't know, draft singers are in the circle, but they are at the bottom of the chain of contempt."

Meng Tianye still wanted to debut as a serious artist.

"Young people nowadays are really like that!" Cheng Lang almost laughed angrily: "If you don't have a full stomach, you start thinking about whether the Manchu Banquet suits your taste!"

Cheng Lang shook his head, too lazy to pay attention to these ambitious young people.

"No matter how you want to make your debut. If you still want to sing, remember to take good care of your voice. This is the only capital for you to realize your dreams." The ancients knew that if a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his weapon.Even the guy who eats by himself can't take care of himself well, and he still wants to make a fortune.Dream it!

Looking at Cheng Lang's back, Meng Tianye suddenly asked, "Why are you being so nice to me?"

Shouldn't you come over to taunt him and make fun of him?

"Me? How are you?" Cheng Lang was dumbfounded when he heard this.When did he treat Meng Tianye well?He himself does not know.

Meng Tianye looked at the wine bottle in Cheng Lang's hand.Hinting at Cheng Lang with his eyes, that's how he was kind to him.

Cheng Lang shook his head dumbfounded, and couldn't help complaining: "This is good for you? How lacking in love are you!"

After finishing speaking, Meng Tianye waved his hand and said, regardless of the embarrassing and angry Meng Tianye: "A few nice words from others can fool you into not knowing the north, south, east, and west. I say you need to change your character." Otherwise, you will suffer in the future, and you don't even know it is Who sold it.