Strong, heart-beating drumbeats, coupled with a unique smoky voice, superb instrumental playing, and what’s even more fascinating is that there is a group of sympathetic listeners singing along.
It created such a beautiful scene.
In response to the smiling independent musicians on the stage, they cheered and clapped their hands, and their bodies became joyful unconsciously.
Listening to the song, all kinds of emotions come over me.
The depressing peninsula life and the fragmented life seem to have become beautiful with the strong stage performance of the "weird lead singer".
There is a market atmosphere that I haven't seen for a long time - it's late at night, I've never met each other, but I want to drink, get drunk and have fun together.
It's making people intoxicated little by little.
Wearing Cui Yaya's retro wired headphones, Guangbei's beloved sandals, and An An's printed denim jacket,
Wear a large size underneath, probably Sister Quan's white shirt.
Feeling hot, Brother Liangzi casually unbuttoned two buttons, revealing his slender and white neck.
The audience who fell into her charm couldn't help but look at her with hot and crazy eyes.
The "weird lead singer" tugged at the collar of his shirt, with his leering eyes and his clumsy, funny and cute steps, he walked towards everyone step by step, swaying the hearts of these national audiences.
"like you!!"
"Who are you?! Tell me!!"
They looked fanatical and shouted at Liangzi crazily!!
Under her leadership, the restless desire in people's hearts was aroused, and the jazz bar, which was originally full of blues and melancholy, turned out to be more indulgent and crazy than in the free zone outside!!
A certain second boss was so dumbfounded.
Brother Liangzi, who felt that the scream was harsh, subconsciously turned his head and almost threw off his fisherman hat.
A few strands of her slightly curly hair, tied with a red rope, fell on her cheeks, and her looming eyes made it unclear whether they were crimson or light blue.
It feels a little more weird and melancholy.
As a result, the person in front of him became even more crazy.
Red headband, white shirt, white shirt with two buttons unbuttoned, and at the end, the little expression of panic and confusion because she couldn't find her "little senior sister".
This scene--
"Ahhhhh!!!"
Regardless of gender or age, they were completely caught up in the performance of this improvised band. Even the married ones even begged themselves in their hearts not to fall in love with musicians in this life!
But they will always succumb to the clumsy, coquettish, gentle retro and old-school romance of the "weird lead singer"!
"West!!"
"Wow Dafa, Moya?! Who is he?!"
"Ah!!! Weird lead singer! I like you!!"
The stage continues, and the audience is completely excited.
They ran to the small stage and surrounded him, shouting meaningless screams at the "weird lead singer".
And Jiang Xiaoliang, who couldn't find his little senior sister, was extremely anxious.
As the background music stops.
Brother Liangzi patted the microphone hard, and suddenly there was a thick muffled sound - "Boom -"
The person in front was stunned and stopped for a moment.
But the people behind didn't know and were still screaming!
"ah!!!"
Although I am confused and a bit at a loss.
But the people in front still shouted to the people behind:
"Yeah!! Keep your voice down!!"
"Shh~~"
As the "weird lead singer" raised his index finger between his lips, the entire jazz bar immediately fell silent.
If you open your mouth to speak, you will probably explode.
Brother Liangzi has a different kind of tenderness and romance.
She turned around and wanted to borrow a mobile phone from Huang Zhaoyun.
He still didn't speak, but stretched out his thumb and little finger, made a funny six gesture, put it to his ear like a "telephone", and then made a sound in his mouth: "Dududu——"
"Hahaha!"
Huang Zhaoyun felt that the "weirdo" in front of him was very funny and interesting.
She readily lent her cell phone.
Then he asked a question: "Dear dear, can you tell me your name?"
Even Han Shangyuan is curious about this question.
He was sure that he didn't know this guy himself.
As a senior, he had never heard of it and didn't recognize it.
If Huang Zhaoyun, a talented independent musician of the younger generation, doesn't know who this "weirdo" is, then it would be worth pondering.
After all, the Southern Peninsula is so big, and the circle is so small, and even fewer people can be recognized by everyone! Moreover, it is also very exclusive, and everyone knows it.
So this means that this little guy, this "weird lead singer" must not be one of the familiar people in the music circle of the Southern Peninsula.
I don’t want to be famous at all, nor do I want to be in the industry.
The dedicated Jiang Xiaoliang lowered the brim of his hat, and while trying to recall his mobile phone number, he used a sharp, devilish Minion accent and casually said: "Why should we meet before~"
"Hahaha!"
Han Shangyuan and Huang Zhaoyun couldn't help but raise their heads and laugh.
It’s so interesting, this person must be brought into their circle!
This is a common thought between the two of them.
The "weirdo cool" who was talking on the phone was wearing a black mask, just like a person wearing a mask, and his words were just a disguise.
Except for Bae Joo Hyun and Kang Hye Won.
Little Senior Sister is the third number that Brother Liangzi remembers.
She pressed the call button.
The bell rings——
So whatever you do, it is right not to give up, because if you persevere, there will be repercussions.
Looking for the direction of the sound, Liangzi smiled brightly.
"I found you, little senior sister."
Return the phone to the cool girl Huang.
"Three Q Oil~" After politely and hilariously thanking you.
Jiang Xiaoliang gently pushed aside the crowd that kept pushing forward, and found Pu Zhiyan who was hiding in the crowd, squatting weakly on the ground.
"Are you really my little junior sister?"
The young senior sister raised her head stupidly and tilted her head, like a cute puppy, and her tone was almost drunk. She must have drank the free glass of wine while she was away just now.
"Hey Yigu, my silly little senior sister!"
Jiang Xiaoliang squatted down, grabbed his shirt sleeves, and carefully wiped away the wine stains from the corners of the young senior sister's mouth. His eyes were particularly gentle, and he said softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear:
"They say you are my little senior sister, but I am... no... I am not your damn, damn junior sister..."
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"You don't have to worry about me, and you don't have to worry about who I am. It's really time to go home with me at this point. Be good and obedient, little senior sister."
"Okay, Zhiyan, be obedient~"
"Not only do you have to be obedient! You can also drink and cry until the early hours of the morning, but you can't turn off the phone or hang up the phone at will! Remember to save my phone number and name. If you need to call me if you need anything, you can't send it to strangers.
You shouldn’t send messages, this is the principle.”
"Inside, Jiang Xiaobei~"
"I lied to you, my name is Jiang Xiaoliang~"
"No! You didn't lie to me! You are my Jiang Xiaobei! Bei Bei Bei!"
"Okay, okay, can you get up?"
"Uh-huh, little senior sister can't get up! Beibeibei...back!"
"Back, back, back~"
Jiang Xiaoliang felt like a schizophrenic, really like a weirdo, like a childish psychopath.
I don’t know who is the adult!
The song ends.
It is not only the two masters but also the audience who are still unfinished.
There is also the second boss of the club. He was just about to walk to the stage to get to know this weirdo, but he found that he was missing.
"Encore! Encore! Encore!"
I ignored the request for an "encore".
He also ignored the sincere invitations from the cool girl Huang Zhaoyun and the bald man Han Shangyuan.
"Hey Yigu~"
Jiang Xiaoliang stretched out his hand to press the brim of his hat handsomely, and then directly picked up the boneless, soft, fragrant Park Zhiyan, who was slightly drunk.
She needs to leave immediately.
It's too late, it's too much.
Lift it up and feel the wonderful collision and softness behind it.
Carrying Sister Xiaoxian on his back felt completely different from that of Little Senior Sister. Therefore, Brother Liangzi wanted to remain silent, but he couldn't bear the thought of Little Senior Sister wanting to speak.
"Jiang Xiaobei, I still want to hear you sing~"
"Do you still want to hear it? Little Senior Sister."
"I want to listen~ but you definitely don't want to sing...because you are a seller of second-hand mobile phones..."
"Axi, I am so! You Pabu, you are really drunk!!"
On the dimly lit passage stairs, hanging on the wall are incomplete and damaged record covers, as well as an old wooden ladder that was deliberately built and creaked.
On the revolving wooden staircase, the walls are covered with countless yellowed photos of historical representatives of the Southern Peninsula, and the cover of an album by "Tara" can be vaguely seen.
"Jiang Xiaobei..."
Pu Zhiyan hugged Jiang Xiaoliang's neck, raised her eyes slightly and closed them, her slightly drunken red phoenix eyes blinking playfully, breathtakingly beautiful.
The girl whispered softly:
"I'm not Pabu! You little brat who doesn't know how to drink, Jiang Xiaobei! Don't leave your sister behind, okay~"
"I don't even bother to take care of myself, but I have to take care of you like a child. Who is the brat? Little Senior Sister."
Park Ji-yeon, with cool makeup and red ears, just glanced at her, her eyes seemed to be drawn, charming and sexy, and she was so beautiful.
There is love and fear in the eyes.
She bowed her head, gently bit the "young man's" ear, and whispered something that only the two of them could say.
If you want to describe it, maybe this is——
ambiguous.
"Jiang Xiaobei~"
Many people know that Jiang Xiaoliang doesn't like to turn around, but the junior sister is an elder. Every time she calls, she has to stop immediately, look back and pretend to be impatient: "What are you doing?"