Chapter 16                                                             �

On the way to Table 3, Song Dawei secretly greeted several people.

Needless to say, these people must have been called by Song Dawei.

After the two of them sat down, Chu Qing looked around and then asked with a smile.

“This bar is in a good environment”

Song Dawei nodded: "This was opened by my friend. I also had some shares here back then."

"then?"

Chu Qing's voice was a little curious, and Song Dawei smiled bitterly.

"Later, I urgently needed money, so I sold the shares."

Chu Qing nodded and did not ask. Everyone has their own secrets, so there is no need to dig into the bottom line.

The waiter didn't even ask, but directly brought the wine up and sent a fruit plate and a plate of dried fruit.

Song Dawei did not drink, nor did Chu Qing. He would still have his own plans later.

Song Dawei took out his cell phone and made a phone call. Not long after, a middle-aged man in his forties came over with a smile.

He made a bear hug with Song Dawei and smiled and said, "Old Song, you haven't come for a while."

Song Dawei smiled bitterly and said, "Don't you know what's going on with me?"

After saying that, he patted Chu Qing on the shoulder and said, "This is my newly signed artist, the host of Yanjing TV."

The boss looked at Chu Qing with surprise and said oh.

"Isn't this Teacher Chu Qing? I listened to the song "Over Fire" you are shaking. It's really good!"

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Song Dawei with surprise and said, "Is this the singer you said to come here to try the show here tonight?"

Song Dawei nodded: "My little brother recently wrote a new song, I want to hear the audience's reaction."

The fat boss laughed and said, "That's my honor."

After saying that, he said to the waiter beside him: "This table is free, please keep it in my account, just treat it as if I have made friends with Teacher Chu Qing."

Song Dawei was not polite to him, it can be seen that the relationship between the two is really good.

"Old Xia, when will Chu Qing be arranged to play?"

The fat boss opened two bottles of wine and said, "What's the hurry? This is our own family. Whenever you want, you'll get on."

After saying that, Lao Xia handed Chu Qing a bottle of beer and said, "Teacher Chu, you are here today to give me Fat Xia face. I don't say anything, I'll do it!"

Chu Qing didn't say nonsense either. After a while, he touched Lao Xia, picked up the bottle and blew it directly at the bottle. Although he didn't have much alcohol, he had to drink the wine he should drink!

Men will understand one thing after entering society: some things are useless to work hard alone.

Outside, you can build a bridge with smoke, pave the road with wine, make fun of sex, and block disasters!

The road is hard to go, money is a horse!

Want to attack the city and serve as a soldier!

Some people may say that what I hate the most is the wine table culture, so I won’t drink it! Is it OK?

OK, of course, as long as you have enough strength, you can do whatever you want! But is it necessary?

Those who achieve great things are not careful! Why spend more time solving things that can be solved with two bottles of wine?

Perhaps genius is arrogant, but what China does not lack the least is genius!

Sure enough, seeing Chu Qing so generous and drinking a full bottle without cheating, Fatty Xia's eyes became more friendly.

Haha, he patted Chu Qing on the shoulder and said, "Mr. Chu not only sang well, but also had a great alcohol tolerance!"

But before he could finish speaking, he saw Chu Qing blushing.

It’s not that I’m embarrassed, but because I’ve drunk too much.

Chu Qing smiled at Fatty Xia and leaked out eight standard white teeth and said, "Sorry, Boss Xia, I have a little alcohol tolerance. Why don't you let Lao Song drink with you? Don't ruin your fun?"

Chu Qing's sales experience has made him integrate the words of people and words of ghosts into his bones. A few words made Fatty Xia feel very useful and comfortable to listen to.

Old Song also saw that Chu Qing was not good at drinking. While holding a cigarette in his mouth, he opened a few bottles of beer and said, "I have never been afraid of anyone drinking this thing. White beer is foreign, you'll be done!"

Fatty Xia curled his lips disdainfully and said, "Today I have to let you lie down and go out!"

After saying that, he had a drink with Lao Song, but fortunately he had not forgotten the serious matter yet, so he asked the waiter beside him to take Chu Qing to the backstage.

Chu Qing didn't bring anything today, and he really couldn't take advantage of his guitar. Song Dawei said that there was a ready-made background, so he could just use that one.

When I came to the backstage lounge, the first thing I saw was a pile of torn clothes, and the smell was hard to describe. To put it simply, it was the smell of smoke, sweat, and feet smell!

Chu Qing almost threw a flip when he opened the door, but fortunately there was a waiter beside him to help him.

"Brother, where is the guitar?"

The waiter is a young man who loves to laugh. When he saw Chu Qing met his boss, he didn't dare to be careless. He took the initiative to walk into the lounge and took a guitar and said, "This is the band's backup guitar to prevent the instrument from being temporarily inaccessible. It's just that the tone may be a little worse."

After saying that, he handed it to Chu Qing. Chu Qing simply played two sounds. The sound quality was indeed average, but it was definitely much better than his miscellaneous guitar.

After adjusting carefully for two seconds, Chu Qing was ready. He didn't have the courage to enter the lounge again, so he leaned against the wall of the lounge and looked at the stage.

On the stage, a young man in his twenties was singing a folk song. I don’t know if it was the original singer, but Chu Qing had never heard it before.

Chu Qing listened for a while and the lyrics were pretty good, but the melody was somewhat problematic. Simply put, it was not easy to talk. There was no contrast between the high and low, but it was a little awkward to hear it.

The audience's reaction was quite average, but fortunately, there was no curse or insult. If this were a rock scene, it might have been chased away now.

After he went down, the host simply entrusts a few sentences, a girl dressed in a somewhat non-mainstream walks onto the stage. Her singing is obviously much stronger, and her singing skills are good in terms of rhythm and lyrics.

Another elder brother gave a flower basket at the scene, and there were many people ordering wine, which were all considered commissions.

The host walked to Chu Qing and said, "Brother, it's your turn to play next time. Don't be nervous, just pretend that there are a bunch of big radishes in the audience!"

Chu Qing smiled at the host, thinking that this guy is pretty good.

The host was slightly stunned. He looked at Chu Qing's face and felt familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

After singing a song on the stage, the host went on stage again and said, "The singer below has a special identity. I have to help and entrust a few sentences. Brothers and sisters who sing well will encourage each other, and brothers and sisters who sing well will be more responsible, but brothers and sisters who sing poorly will be more responsible!"

It can be seen that the host is well-known in the bar. Someone joked below just after he finished speaking.

"I can't sing well, just drink all the wine on my table!"

"Yes, yes, all of them have been drunk! Hahaha!"

The host was not nervous either. He smiled and pretended to be cool and shook his head, "You can still be afraid of drinking when working in a bar! OK, if my little brother doesn't sing well, I'll give you one!"

"oh!!!"

"Hahaha, that's good, we rap badly!"

"Yes! I have to let you turn one!"

The host smiled and waved his hands from the bottom of the stage, and walked down the stage, while Chu Qing walked slowly to the spotlight with her guitar on her back.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!