On how to get back the protagonist who was scumbed by me [Quick Transmigration]

"The merchant's order has been received, please deliver it as soon as possible~"

Looking at the message that popped up on the phone screen, Su Mu put the takeaway into the insulated box and rode the little eDonkey at top speed.

At the door of a bar, Su Mu called, "Hi, your takeaway has arrived."

Seeing someone coming, he handed over the takeaway in his hand.

"Hey! Su Mu, it's you! Why are you delivering food instead of singing?" The man grabbed Su Mu's hand and refused to let him leave.

Looking at the claws that were firmly clutching his wrist, Su Mu was helpless, "Why did I run into you on the first day I delivered food?" He grabbed his wrist, "I'm still in a hurry to deliver the next order, let go .”

Su Mu also couldn't figure out how he could recognize himself even though he was wearing a helmet covering his face. Seeing that the takeaway orders on his mobile phone were about to be snatched up, he had to hurry up.

"Tsk, how much can you earn by delivering food for one night, why don't you come to my bar and sing two songs, and sing one song, I'll give you 50."

"make a deal."

He quickly swiped his phone with one hand to close the order receiving software, and happily took the man to hold his hand.

"Let's go."

This pull made the man's idea of ​​teasing Su Mu come to nothing.

When did his face become so thick.

"Su Mu hasn't seen you for three years, you really have changed a lot."

"What's wrong... I'll find a place to park first."

The man looked at Su Mu's thin back, and his slightly weird walking posture attracted his attention.

This is……

When Su Mu parked the car and came over, he picked up the thin stick hanging on the car, and heard the man ask him, "Su Mu, what's your leg?"

Three years later, when someone mentioned his legs, he still felt a little bit of a thump in his heart, and he avoided that dark memory.

Pretending to be indifferent, he replied: "There was a car accident three years ago, and it fell."

He swung his crutch, "I can walk without it, it doesn't matter."

"Is it going to get better?" The man frowned, a little regretful, "Can I still dance on the stage?"

Facing the man's worries about his business, he lowered his chest and assured, "No problem, don't worry." Then, he put his arms around the man's shoulders, and suggested with empathy, "Let's not talk about this, it's all over. Don't delay your business."

Taking Su Mu to the backstage of the bar, there was the sound of musical instruments beating in the familiar practice room.

Pushing open the door of the practice room, Angkor brought Su Mu to the band members.

He introduced: "My band is not as strong as yours back then, and the lead singer even ran away to participate in a... What's the name of the show... Forget it, anyway, it just happened to be short of people."

After his ignorant connotation passed, the expressions of the musicians in front of him changed from curious and flat to careless with three points of disdain and three points of disgust.

They fiddled with the instruments in their hands, and looked at Su Mu, who was wearing big shorts, canvas shoes, and had too long hair.

Choking, "Angkor, who is he, can he sing?"

"Yes, Angkor, although he looks good, but I think he is still lame."

Hearing that they mocked Su Mu so much, Angkor immediately retorted: "He used to be in our Jiangnan Division..."

Su Mu quickly interrupted his introduction and changed the topic, "What are you going to sing today?"

Angkor, who originally wanted to introduce Su Mu grandly to this group of young people, had no choice but to close the microphone. He stroked his shiny bald head and looked at Su Mu apologetically, "Su Mu, Angkor, I believe in you, nothing else. I mean, if you don’t want to mention it, I won’t say it.”

Then he turned to the musicians and said forcefully, "Didn't you hear me, give me a copy of the playlist."

This contrast in attitude made the musicians even more upset. They pretended to be looking for the playlist, and looked at each other secretly, with malicious smiles on the corners of their mouths.

They temporarily changed a playlist and handed it over.

Su Mu quickly took it with both hands, flipping through the title of the song, his face became more and more solemn.

Seeing that his expression was not right, the man asked, "Is there something wrong with this playlist?"

Could it be that the bar has changed its style? Su Mu hesitated for a while, "Is it popular to sing this style in bars now?"

"Ang, isn't this to keep up with the trend of young people? The band invites young guys." While talking, the bar owner called Angkor took the playlist from Su Mu's hand, "How about it?" , not tide enough."

Opening his mouth, Su Mu didn't know how to reply for a while, so he had no choice but to echo, "...Well, Chao."

The proud Angkor raised his hand to caress the bangs that did not exist, and his smooth forehead became more radiant under the effect of the light, as if adding a lump of highlight to his whole head that cannot be ignored.

The light quickly went out when he glanced at the songs in the playlist.

"Female... female group song?!" He turned his head and glared at the musician who was snickering behind him.

Several musicians who couldn't hold back laughed loudly at Angkor's deflated expression, and the hearty laughter infected Su Mu. He looked at these young musicians and smiled a little.

After the musicians finished laughing, they explained: "Don't you want to be trendy, Angkor? The audience really voted for this. Recently, talent shows for girl groups are too popular."

Speaking of voting, Angkor just remembered that he had indeed posted a song order message yesterday.

What to do!Customers are promised!

He was so anxious that he rubbed his bald head with his hands very quickly, until his palms felt warm, and he couldn't think of a solution. In the end, he had to use the eyes of: brother, save my life, and asked Su Mu for help.

Can you imagine the feeling of having a pair of watery eyes staring at you on a head like a marinated egg? Anyway, Su Mu was about to die of laughter.

"You can still laugh!" Bitan pointed at Su Mu's nose, making a macho coquettish gesture.

Su Mu quickly suppressed a smile, "It's okay, I can sing, but we agreed, one song is fifty." He pointed his fingers, "There are twenty songs in total, remember to give a good review~ dear."

Angkor looked at him as a money fan, and rolled his eyes, "Isn't it only 1000 yuan, I will call you Alipay later."

"Punch in the card, I will give you the card number later."

"Why, I'm afraid I'll steal your forest energy." Angkor teased, and took out his phone, "Let's add a friend."

"Hmm...the phone's memory is not enough, I'll talk about it later after I uninstall the delivery software." Su Mu looked at the warm reminder that appeared on the screen, and found a compromise.

Angkor went over to take a look, and said, "You sing well this time, so stay with me forever."

This invitation made Su Mu a little dazed, he looked at the phone screen without focus.

"Thank you Angkor, but I..."

Seeing his awkward look, Angkor gave him a heavy hammer on the shoulder.

"I believe in you, do you think about it?"

Seeing Su Mu nodded hesitantly, he took a step back in good faith.

"If you don't sing well today, I'll take back that sentence." Then he inspected Su Mu's clothes and stroked his beard with one hand, "You're going to sing the girl group song later, or... Shall I find you a dress?"

"Get out, how can I wear a skirt!"

After eleven o'clock, the bar ushered in the peak of passenger flow. At this highlight moment, Angkor painted a layer of colorful fluorescent paint on his smooth head and stood on the stage.

"The girl group song is here, let's cheer up together!"

Da da--!

In order to keep the mystery, the band and the audience were separated by a layer of light-transmitting curtains, so that the audience in the audience could only see vague figures.

In the cheerful soundtrack, a clear male voice chanted aroused people's curiosity, and their eyes were fixed on the figure standing in the front wearing a short skirt with long legs and a thin waist.

"Fuck, is the lead singer male or female?"

"Sounds good!"

"Angkor, what are you doing, open the curtain for me!"

After accumulating enough expectations, Angkor behind the scenes gave an order, and the curtain fell to the ground. Her half-length hair was curled into charming waves, and her eyes were covered with fine black gauze. She was wearing sloppy men's short-sleeved clothing on her upper body, and her lower body was wearing a Su Mu in the pink skirt appeared in front of everyone.

The original cheerful and lovely accompaniment turned into a hot and bright music style at this moment, and Su Mu, who was just jumping in place at first, also started running around the venue along with the song.

The people in the audience also got down to business. On the dance floor, accompanied men and women swayed their bodies rhythmically, while those without companions also cheered heartily, treating this place as a concert scene.

"Not bad, lead singer, this little high note."

"The dance is also very beautiful!"

And Angkor standing behind the scenes looked at Su Mu's legs in surprise.

This little jump, this twisting of the waist, this leg is all right!

Su Mu ran and danced and sang nearly ten songs,

And in a high-class box at the moment, several people with camera equipment looked at Su Mu on the stage with satisfaction. They recorded Su Mu's performance and discussed with each other.

"Let me just say that the band in this bar is not bad."

"It's not bad, it fits the topic of our program Amateur Orchestra."

"But I heard that the lead singer of this band is Aquaman..."

"Wouldn't that be better, the topic will gradually increase in the future."

At this time, the man sitting in the main seat did not say a word. The man who had been watching the band performance turned his head and looked at the production director. "Check his details and send it to me as a file."

"it is good."

After placing the order, the man went on to watch the performance, and the colorful lights penetrated into the glass window, illuminating the appreciative smile on his face.

Offstage, the band's performance finally ushered in the climax.

The blower installed under the stage floor is activated, and a circle of red LED lights on the floor lights up.

Su Mu remembered that Angkor had said before going on stage that he had to stand in the circle when the red light was on.

Under the eyes of everyone cheering, he stepped on the beat and stood on the grid plate of the blower.

Accompanied by the ambiguous music, every turn of Su Mu, every look in his eyes seemed to be luring the judges, making them crazy, and the stimulation of the senses turned into screams.

At this moment, Su Mu is a person born for the stage.

The musicians behind him are also extremely convinced by him, and they are indeed much better than the previous white-eyed wolf lead singer.

The airflow accelerated, blowing up the dancing skirt, and it was about to slip away, Su Mu quickly made a classic Marilyn Monroe pose, holding down the soaring skirt.

Fuck? !so exciting?

Hold down the mmp in your heart and stabilize your voice.

Although the risk of missing the lower garment was solved, the wide short sleeves were still blown up by the wind, the thin waist was covered with a layer of beautiful muscles, and the mermaid line did not enter the waist of the skirt, which also attracted the eyes of the audience.

The atmosphere is simply at its peak!

A few people from the old cultural desert shouted here: Fuck, it's so fucking beautiful!

And the performance just ended at this moment, and the light-transmitting curtain covered people's sight again, and the lights on the stage were also turned off, and it was dark all at once.

"Encore!"

"Encore, Encore!"

Cries for an encore from the audience sounded like they were about to knock down the roof of the bar.

The people in the box looked at the recorded stage performance with satisfaction, and couldn't hide their surprise in their eyes. They seemed to recognize Su Mu, and began to discuss what kind of character design for Su Muli would be more effective.

The person sitting in the main seat said, "I'm going out for a while."

At this time, the musicians in the backstage and Su Mu both wanted to go back, but Angkor held back their excitement, "Do you understand hunger marketing? Let me handle it."

He picked it up and walked onto the stage to signal people that he had something to say.

When the people calmed down, he laughed a few times before he said, "Everyone, this is a bar, why did it become a concert for you? The lead singer sang more than a dozen songs in a row. Let's let him go first." , Come back tomorrow."

People are always willing to accept humorous words, and they kindly accepted Angkor's refusal to return.

The lights came on again, the DJ took over the stage and started the electronic music performance.

Backstage, atmospheric light shone across Su Mu's face again and again. He stood alone in the dark corner and looked at the crowd who had just cheered for him, with tears in his eyes.

It had been too long since he had felt such warm cheers.

Wiping away the tears that were about to fall, he bowed deeply.

At this time, the musicians were about to join the carnival in the bar. When they passed by, they saw the scene of Su Mu bowing. They were a little surprised. They looked at each other and walked lightly, not to disturb him.

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