155 There Is An English Song For My Charming Girl (2/3
At the door, Dai Yuni told the waiter that these were my friends. The waiter who had seen Dai Yuni's black card before had the insight to step aside and respectfully welcomed them in.
It was probably the first time for them to come to such an occasion. Zhang Xiaowen and the others were a little cautious. After they came in, they couldn't help but pull Dai Yuni along to praise and ask:
"Wow, Niye, you look so beautiful!"
"This cheongsam looks great. The key is that you have a great figure, Niye, so it looks even better when you wear it!"
"Where is it going now? Niye, have you agreed?"
The last one, An Yaling, was so excited that she almost leaked the secret.
Fortunately, Zhang Xiaowen and Feng Xinrui winked at her desperately, and she finally closed her mouth in realization.
"Have you promised anything?"
Dai Yuni didn't understand something.
"Nothing, nothing, hey, Master Ni, look, is that Teacher Yang?"
Zhang Xiaowen hurriedly smoothed things over. Although she was not quick-witted, she pointed at Yang Qian who was discussing something with the band leader and lead singer in the middle of the stage, which also attracted Dai Yuni's attention.
"Yes, what is he doing up here?"
Dai Yuni could probably guess that Yang Qian was going to sing, but now?
Didn't Zhang Xiaowen and the others just arrive?
Shouldn't the normal approach be to sit down with the "guest" first?
Dai Yuni was a little confused, but just as the waiter was adding seats and ordering for them, Yang Qian quickly came down.
"Hello!"
An Yaling and Feng Xinrui both brought their boyfriends, so they had to introduce each other. But Yang Qian didn't have time to communicate with them too much. After briefly shaking hands, he walked to Dai Yuni and brought the ones he had brought with him.
Take out the guitar.
"Are you singing now?"
Dai Yuni asked him softly.
"Well, I just finished my song and discussed it with the orchestra, and they agreed that I should sing."
Yang Qian explained in a low voice.
"Okay! Looking forward to your new song."
Dai Yuni smiled and waved her fist, as if to cheer Yang Qian up.
However, she was really looking forward to it. From the moment she found out about it in the morning, she had been looking forward to it all day long!
"Is he really a singer?"
Feng Xinrui's boyfriend knew Yang Qian for the first time. Although he heard them chatting for a while on the way, now that he saw him, he still felt a little strange and couldn't help but whisper to his girlfriend.
The point is that the real person doesn't look that outstanding.
Compared to Dai Yuni, who amazed them at first sight, Yang Qian felt much inferior.
Without going into too much detail about their whispers, Yang Qian had already walked to the middle of the stage with his guitar in his arms.
This movement attracted the attention of many customers who were waiting to see the show.
A few tall foreign customers who were far away and leaning against the wall clapped enthusiastically and shouted "wow". They could feel that there should be a surprise performance today.
"For the next performance, I have to introduce you to an excellent singer. He is also the original singer and songwriter of the song "Seeing the Smoke Again" we just sang. Welcome Yang Qian!"
The current captain of the orchestra, a white-haired but energetic man in his seventies and a jazz drummer, stood up and introduced Yang Qian.
Hearing the old man's introduction, the customers in the bar were in an uproar. Chinese people who could understand Mandarin and some foreigners were surprised.
At first, they just thought that Yang Qian was an ordinary customer who came to sing with a special purpose. Who knew he was the creator of the beautiful song just now!
No, they didn't expect that the song just now was actually written by a creator who looked so young.
A good person also checked online and immediately found Yang Qian's encyclopedia introduction on his mobile phone.
"It's really him!"
"This is fun, Li Kui meets Li Gui!"
There were a few people who were gloating about his misfortune, but most people could still tell that Yang Qian didn't mean to cause trouble when he came on stage.
Holding the guitar should be about singing!
Sure enough, the old man and Yang Qian were polite to each other. After being humble for a while, he announced that the next stage would be handed over to Yang Qian, and they could just go down and take a rest.
It was just a joke to go down to rest, but as you get older, you also need to go to the toilet. The old men in the jazz band went down one after another. Some went to get their own thermos bottles to drink water, some went to the toilet, and some stood aside.
Watching with a smile, looking forward to Yang Qian's performance.
When they first heard that the original singer had approached them, they were a little embarrassed, but Yang Qian was very polite and just said that he wanted to borrow a place to sing a song, and they readily agreed immediately.
Yang Qian didn't need to sit down, he just stood in front of the microphone with his guitar in his arms.
"I'm going to waste everyone's time for a song. Today is Christmas. I have an English song I wrote myself and I want to sing it to a lovely girl..."
Yang Qian controlled the stage by himself, and he was not nervous. He looked at the customers watching and spoke with a smile.
However, it seemed that the atmosphere in the bar was a little different now that he was a young man. Just now, it was leisurely and everyone was listening to the music quietly and calmly.
But at this moment, Yang Qian didn't even say a few words, and they cheered and clapped enthusiastically.
After all, there is Christmas, and a boy sings to a girl (confession of love). This is a romantic scene that is very exciting!
Many people even excitedly raised their mobile phones, ready to take pictures.
However, some foreign tourists who could not understand Chinese asked others curiously - what happened?
"I apologize for the inconvenience caused to you..."
Without them asking, Yang Qian directly said what he said before in fluent English.
At this time, the foreign tourists also applauded with appreciation.
The atmosphere in the bar gradually became lively, and tourists who were farther away and couldn't see the stage came over curiously to take a look.
Of course, Dai Yuni's table was more lively.
"Hey, Yang Qian can also write English songs?"
Zhang Xiaowen asked Dai Yuni in surprise.
But before Dai Yuni could answer, others also started asking questions.
"Yang Qian was just a reporter before, right? Why is he so good at English?"
Feng Xinrui found it strange that she had the best grades among the four girls, but her speaking skills were not as good as Yang Qian's and her expression was not as fluent as his.
"I studied two majors. Have you forgotten what Niye said before? He even got an excellent exam in his eighth-year junior high school! However, Niye, I didn't expect him to write songs in English. This is too... outrageous!
"
An Yaling almost wanted to curse, so that she could express her inner excitement.
"His English is indeed very good! He had planned to become a foreign correspondent before, but didn't it turn out that he was not doing well abroad? His family was worried about it, so they didn't go."
Dai Yuni was talking to her roommates, her face glowing with pride.
Big wood is so excellent!
Fortunately, not many people have discovered it before!
He is too low-key...
"Fortunately, I didn't go to a foreign country. Otherwise, I might have gained an ordinary reporter but lost a powerful singer."
"If we really go to a foreign country, you may not even have the chance to get to know each other!"
"That's right, that's right!"
The roommates were all joking.
"Wait a minute, just now Yang Qian seemed to say that this song was meant to be sung to Niye?"
Zhang Xiaowen realized in time that they were off topic, and quickly winked at An Yaling and Feng Xinrui.
"Yes, Niye, why don't you go up and cooperate?"
An Yaling pushed Dai Yuni.
In fact, Yang Qian didn't ask them to do this, but they thought it would be more interesting to sing in person.
"What am I going up for?"
Dai Yuni kept her mouth firm and did not move her buttocks.
"If you don't go up, what will happen if other girls wear it? Are you afraid that he will sing some love songs and other beauties will be fascinated by it?"
An Yaling abused idioms and deliberately scared Dai Yuni.
"Don't be afraid, it's useless for others to hear it! You can't take it away!"
Dai Yuni raised her neck pretending to be arrogant and hummed confidently.
In fact, Dai Yuni is not that confident.
Last time at the Cherry Music Festival, there was a girl present, and she confessed to Yang Qian in front of her.
These days, green tea is the rule. No matter how good-looking or in-shape you are, you can't resist the coveting of those girls who are not so good-looking and don't have a good figure, coveting her big dick!
But on the surface, Dai Yuni still wanted to be reserved.
Because Damu said that this song was written for her!
Yang Qian has a lot of straightforward songs, but he doesn't have the nerve to admit that they were written for her, and is always vague.
This time it was rare to admit it openly. How could Dai Yuni be dissatisfied with joy and expectation?
Dai Yuni, wearing a cheongsam, seems to have restrained her spontaneity. She sits elegantly, and her graceful posture attracts others' attention.
She was like the most beautiful girl in the old magic city ballroom, shrouded in spotlights, smiling lightly, dignified and elegant, waiting for Yang Qian's praise.