When I was forced to become a crybaby...

Liang Yan and Fei Ziming didn't like to stand behind and eat melons, so they walked to the dressing table and sat down, looking at the makeup on the table with disgust.

The performances that Liang Yan participated in before were basically led by teachers, and the makeup and hair were also in charge of by the teachers. He knew nothing about makeup, so he looked at Fei Ziming for help.

Fei Ziming shrugged, Liang Yan couldn't tell the difference, and he couldn't tell the difference. Liang Yan usually used some skin care products, and he was the one who didn't even bother to apply lotion.

Over there, Zhou Yi and Ye Weizhen had been arguing a few times over the issue of adding money.

Ye Weizhen refused to let go of the [-] song. Even if Zhou Yi backed down and said that there would be no live broadcast, he would not agree to drop the price back to the original price.

The scheduled performance time had been overdue for a long time, and the outside guests, especially Ye Weizhen's fans, were already dissatisfied and clamoring to pay the bill to leave the venue. The front office manager came to urge him twice.

Zhou Yi had no choice but to hold his heart and gritted his teeth to agree to Ye Weizhen's request of [-] songs.

Before leaving the dressing room, he walked up to Liang Yan and patted Liang Yan on the shoulder: "Xiao Yan, today... If you catch it, I will give you a raise."

Fei Ziming quickly picked up the conversation, and laughed aloud: "Also fifty thousand and one song?"

Liang Yan tugged his hand, it looked like Zhou Yi was going to have a heart attack, and signaled him not to be poor.

Zhou Yi looked at him speechlessly, gritted his molars and squeezed out a few words: "Student, I'll just give you the store."

Satisfied, Ye Weizhen began to put on makeup and prepare to go on stage.

Liang Yan didn't have a makeup artist, so Xiaoying was temporarily pulled over to save the scene.

She looked at Liang Yan in the mirror for a while: "Your facial features are so good, and your skin is fair. Don't change it. I'm worried that it will make you ugly. I'll help you style your hair. You're so obedient now, like a high school student."

Liang Yan and Ye Weizhen came out of the dressing room almost at the same time. He looked at Liang Yanshi with the words "disdain" written in big characters shining in his eyes, and left the dressing room first with a shake of his head.

Xiaoying sneered behind her: "What are you proud of? Living in beauty all day long, do you really think you have a prosperous beauty?"

Fei Ziming silently gave a thumbs up and gave this sister a thumbs up.

The DJ has already passed the stage, and Ye Weizhen walked onto the stage amidst the anticipation and cheers of fans!

Just as he stood still, the audience suddenly fell silent.

The upbeat atmosphere instantly cooled down, and it was eerily quiet. The fans who were calling his name just now all silenced and looked at the people on stage in disbelief.

After a while, there was a buzzing discussion below: "Who is this thin and small man?"

"No way, no way! He is Zhenzhen? Why is he so short? Didn't he say he was 180 during the live broadcast?"

"It's okay to be short, why did you change your head? The handsome boy in the live broadcast room has become a dry uncle!"

"Hurry up! Don't hold up the light sign! Hide it under the table!"

The discussion below was getting louder and louder, and his promotional photos were still displayed on the screen at the back. The comparison between the two sides was even more ironic.

Before taking the stage, Ye Weizhen's face turned into a color palette, and he hurriedly said hello and waved for the accompaniment.

The music sounded, covering the discussion below, Ye Weizhen took the microphone and began to sing: "I checked the phone and there is no bill..."

The fans below opened their mouths and stared, with their toes on the ground, everyone built a villa...

As soon as he opened his mouth, it wasn't just a car overturned, it was the scene of a grade [-] car accident.

The first word started to go out of tune, and after a line was sung, the tune was like Erha who had been beaten with chicken blood, running off the rein, and Radu couldn't pull it back.

Guests stare at me, I stare at you, confused and embarrassed.

Especially for the fans who came here specially for him, the crit attacks followed one after another, and they were completely stunned, everyone was messed up and at a loss.

"Ah, this... I gave him a one-year guardian, refund the money!"

"Who is pinching his throat! Let go, my ears can't stand it!"

"Oh my god, what did I do wrong to come here and listen to the noise!"

The audience just couldn't bear it, but Zhou Yi in the audience covered his heart: "My opening performance! It's abolished!"

Xiaoying didn't sympathize with him: "You don't invite so many singers, but invite him. Without the beauty and sound card in the live broadcast room, there is no way to meet people."

Zhou Yi's intestines are now full of regret: "Isn't this arranged by Mr. Liu? You still promise me that he will sing well!" He took the wine in Xiaoying's hand, raised his head and drank it clean, and grabbed Liang Yan's arm. There were even tears: "Xiao Yan, tell Brother Zhou the truth, you won't sing like this!"

Liang Yan glanced at Ye Weizhen who was tearing his heart out on the platform: "I'll do my best!"

Fei Ziming, who was on the side, patted his chest for assurance: "Manager Zhou, Mr. Liang's CD is a walking living CD, so don't worry about it!"

Zhou Yi nodded his head heavily, and Liang Yan became a life-saving straw logically. Zhou Yi stared at him with fiery eyes, full of hope.

After half a song, more than half of the fans who rushed to Ye Weizhen had already started to ask the waiter to pay the bill, and more than half of the seats that were originally full were empty.

Zhou Yi was so anxious that he stamped his feet in circles and pushed Xiaoying to save the scene: "Go quickly, tell the bar counter to hold it! Slow down the list! Hold it until the end of this song!"

Listening to Ye Weizhen singing on the stage, "Why don't you delete me." 'Zhou Yi has never felt so empathetic to the lyrics, and now he really wants to delete this performance!

Forced Ye Weizhen to finish singing the last line, even the ending, Zhou Yi hurriedly signaled the DJ to cut the song.

Ye Weizhen looked at the half-empty seats, and understood that he had rolled over too badly today, so he stepped down from the stage with a dark face.

But he didn't admit that his singing skills were not good, and he blamed it when he opened his mouth: "The sound in your store is too bad, the microphone is not good, and the accompaniment is not good either!"

Zhou Yi only felt that he was about to suffer a heart attack if he couldn't do it. He didn't even give him a look, and patted Liang Yan on the shoulder: "Brother, hold on, you will be on the job today!"

Liang Yan nodded and stepped up the steps.

Ye Weizhen, who was behind him, folded his arms to watch him take the stage, and snorted, "Just him? A vase can take my place? Manager Zhou, are you kidding me!"

joke?Zhou Yi even wanted to perform a live hang in front of him.

The guests in the audience were hurt by Ye Weizhen's song, and their hearts were greatly shocked. Those who paid the bill paid, and those who stayed chatted and drank, and there were few people in the stands.

It wasn't until Liang Yan came to the stage to say hello that a few sporadic people raised their heads.

But when they raised their heads, they couldn't put them down: "Oh! This is handsome! I just don't know how to sing."

"With this face and figure, I can sing nursery rhymes!"

Liang Yan stood in the center of the stage, and the screen behind him was cut into the scene of the live broadcast room.

The stage light strips turned dark blue, and the dots of flashing lights staggered and projected light, turning the entire stage into a deep starry sky.

Only a beam of chasing light fell on him, and a layer of halo passed through his body, like a bright moon, creating a somewhat illusory sense of distance.

One side of his cheek is in the light, and the other side is half covered in shadow. His eyelashes are curly and long, and his nose bridge is high. He is as beautiful as a character in a cartoon, so delicate that he can't pick out any flaws.

"I heard the cold wind disturbing Ye Luo..." Qingyue's ethereal voice, with a touch of melancholy, cut through the noisy atmosphere in the bar.

All the noisy voices are still at this moment.

Liang Yan's vocal teacher once said that his timbre is very recognizable.

After tonight, perhaps the guests will soon forget what they said and what brand of wine they drank.

But they will definitely remember that there is a voice, and as soon as they speak, it will attract them to stop their actions.

After the silence, warm applause broke out.

The customers who had just lined up at the bar to pay their bills rushed back to their original positions.

The screen behind Liang Yan was filled with bullet chatter and gift special effects.

——Live singing can hold the breath so steadily, I love it! ! ! !

——The side face kills me!

——'Little Carp' sent a supercar.

——'CP is the best' to send a villa.

The audience at the scene were fascinated by his singing and couldn't help humming along with him.

The solo performance turned into a chorus, and the atmosphere in the bar was pushed to the hottest climax tonight.

Ye Weizhen in the audience was so angry that his hands shook, he shook his hands and left.

But his fans all stayed behind: "Oh my god! Goosebumps are rising! I declare this little brother, I am a fan! The voice is so nice!"

"Give me the dictionary quickly, I need to find some good words to praise him!... Forget it, just praise him, the singing is so damn good! He is super handsome, I love it!"

"Just now I regretted coming here to play today, but now I feel that I have earned it!"

The guests were just in high spirits, but Zhou Yi was crazy. He grabbed Xiaoying's shoulder and shook vigorously: "Did you hear that? Did you see it?"

Xiaoying was shaken dizzily by him: "Brother Zhou, I saw it and heard it, please calm down and let me go, I'm going to be thrown up by you."

Zhou Yi watched the attention in the live broadcast room jump up. The number of fans exceeded [-] in the time of one song, and he couldn't calm down at all: "It's done! It's done! Go get the job list! He'll be off later. Just get hired!"

At the end of a song, Liang Yan bowed his thanks and prepared to step down.

But the shouts from the audience were louder and louder, Zhou Yi hurriedly waved his hand to signal him to stay on stage and sing a few more songs.

The audience in the audience was enthusiastic, Liang Yan held the microphone slightly harder, he knew that he got the job, and his persistence was not in vain.

Although he was happy in his heart, he had a restrained personality. Except for getting angry sometimes in front of Wen Lang, his emotions would not be too obvious at other times.

Just after the first part of the second song was sung, hundreds of thousands of viewers suddenly poured into the live broadcast room, and the number of followers in the live broadcast room jumped from [-] to [-] to [-] in the blink of an eye...

This explosive growth of fans made Zhou Yi a star-eyed star.

Fei Ziming also took out his mobile phone at the side, clicked on the Cherry live broadcast, and found the 'Drunken Color' live broadcast room at a glance on the homepage of Vigorous Newcomers.

Liang Yan sang five songs in succession, and the enthusiasm of the guests in the audience continued unabated.

Zhou Yi, however, was reluctant to make him too tired. He couldn't let him hurt his throat on the first day with the treasure he finally found.

Zhou Yi came to the stage in person, and promised the guests again and again before taking Liang Yan off the stage.

After stepping down, without further ado, Zhou Yi held up the employment form to Liang Yan: "Xiao Yan, this is the employment form."

Liang Yan took the list and read each item carefully, and finally his eyes fell on the salary and benefits, and that column was left blank.

In the past, he might not have cared too much about these things, but in the current situation, this item has become the key to his concern: "Manager Zhou, the salary issue..."

Zhou Yi acted as if he had been prepared and was waiting for you to ask me: "That's right, I just thought about it, here in the store you have three hours a day from Friday to Sunday, starting at 09:30 p.m. , a monthly salary of [-] yuan, plus a bonus subsidy order, and then..."

Zhou Yi paused on purpose in the middle of his sentence, seeing that Liang Yan did not continue.

Being able to get a monthly salary of [-] yuan has greatly exceeded expectations for Liang Yan: "What else does Manager Zhou want?"

Zhou Yi smiled: "What's more, you should know that the Internet platform is very popular now, and it is a very effective promotional channel. From the very beginning, I wanted to use the live broadcast platform to drive the customer flow of our store.

Judging from the results tonight, this method can be considered a success, so I want you to use the account in the store to broadcast live on the platform outside of the performance. "

Liang Yan frowned, he was not too confident about the live broadcast.

Zhou Yi didn't know that he was not confident, but thought that the conditions he offered were not attractive enough: "It's like this, not only will there be the name of the store in the live broadcast room, I will also add your name, and the income from the live broadcast will not be in the store." The commission is all yours."

Liang Yan's eyes flickered. He needs money too much now. It is undeniable that the income that live broadcast can bring is very attractive to him.

After thinking about it for a while, I nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will work hard."

The author has something to say: The two songs in this article are from "Delete It" and "The Window That Can't Be Closed".