The bar is large and beautifully decorated, but there is only one customer.
Huddled in the far corner, lying motionless on the table, with wine bottles piled high on the table.
When Xiao Qian pointed it out, Jing Qi's face suddenly changed. Looking at the silent guest, he gritted his teeth angrily.
"Damn bastard, you're here to cause trouble again."
Xiao Qian was curious.
"What happened to that man?"
Jing Qi seemed to be very unwilling to discuss this, and hummed: "The woman and the man have run away, and they can't live anymore."
It turns out that he is another poor man trapped in love.
"Who did you run away with?"
Jing Qi became even more angry.
"Damn French man."
Xiao Qian smacked her lips, realizing that she had gone too far.
This story is so complicated that an eight-year-old child like him should not be involved.
It was obvious that Jing Qi was a very respectable person. Seeing that the drunk man made Xiao Qian and others look at him frequently, he finally couldn't help himself and walked over.
She banged on the table violently, her voice cold.
"Li Xiaohan, are you still a man? Are you going to be this decadent for the rest of your life?"
The chattering noise made it impossible for the man to be quiet.
He groaned and sat up, his face was unshaven and his eyes were drunk.
"Jing Qi, why should you care about what I do? Didn't I give you money?"
Jing Qi was angry.
"Did you pay for the wine you drank here in the past three months?"
Li Xiaohan was stunned. After a long while, he said angrily: "Your man kidnapped my woman, and I drink some wine from you. Isn't that right?"
Jing Qi exploded.
"If you dare to mention that bastard French man again, get out of here."
As expected, Li Xiaohan didn't mention it.
"Haha, you don't have to drive me away. After today, I won't come again."
This time it was Jing Qi's turn to be surprised.
"Don't be confused."
Li Xiaohan had a look of vicissitudes of life.
"I waited for her for three months, but it turned out that she would never come back. In this case, I also paid tribute to my love and went to live my own life."
Jing Qi tilted her head and looked at him.
"You're like this, what can you do?"
Li Xiaohan rubbed his numb face and said firmly: "I have decided, I want to be a singer."
Jing Qi burst into laughter.
"It's just you? You still want to be a singer? You don't even look at your appearance. Just go and sing and don't make people sick to their stomachs."
Strictly speaking, Li Xiaohan's appearance is indeed not very good.
This is an ugly man with a lot of personality. No wonder his wife ran away with the French man.
But this man is quite arrogant.
Being ridiculed by Jing Qi, he raised his hand to swallow the last sip of wine and stood up unsteadily.
"What's wrong with me being ugly? Can't I sing because I'm ugly? Let me show you today. Don't look down on others."
Jing Qi couldn't stop him, so he walked to the front desk of the wine glass and actually picked up a guitar.
Not to mention, people really can’t be judged by their appearance.
This Li Xiaohan's guitar is actually very interesting, a melancholy song that goes straight to the heart of the listener.
every night
In the wilderness of dreams
I am a proud giant
every morning
in front of bathroom mirror
But found myself living on the razor's edge
In the concrete jungle
In the life of calling back and forth
Calculating the gap between dreams and reality
I'm really ugly
But I'm gentle
cold appearance
Enthusiastic inside...
In the empty and quiet bar, the unwilling roar echoed back and forth, making everyone look at him sideways.
Xiao Qian stared blankly at the ferocious-looking Li Xiaohan, and couldn't help but overlap the image of him with the former actor Huang.
Although this Li Xiaohan is also very ugly, he is not as ugly as Best Actor Huang. There is actually a hint of unruliness in his simple face.
His appearance of being both good and evil, coupled with his rough singing voice, can actually mesmerize people.
This is a good seedling. If it is explored carefully, it will definitely have a broad world.
After the song was sung, the sound echoed loudly, and everyone couldn't help but applaud.
Good singing deserves applause.
Especially this famous song, coupled with Li Xiaohan's appearance and his emotional experience, the power generated is even more impactful.
The warm applause made Li Xiaohan's face turn redder.
He threw away the guitar and stared at Jing Qi.
"How about, can I be a singer?"
Jing Qi was also shocked.
"I really didn't expect you to have such a singing voice."
Li Xiaohan was very proud.
"Now that you know how good I am, why don't you hire me to sing in your bar?"
"I……"
Jing Qi didn't even come up for a breath and wanted to take action on the spot.
It's as if he's pulling me 2,500,000 to 80,000 yuan. It turns out he's trying to set a trap for me.
When she was in trouble, Xiao Qian came forward, applauded and walked over to sit down at the electronic keyboard next to Li Xiaohan.
"The song is good and charming, but it's a pity that it's not your song. I believe if you had your own music, it would be even more amazing. How about I give you a song?"
Li Xiaohan looked over sideways.
"Little brother, this is not a place you should come to."
Xiao Qian smiled, the sun was shining brightly.
"It doesn't matter, I don't drink anyway."
His hands were already on the keyboard.
"I just listened to your story. I wrote a song for you myself. Don't you want to listen to it?"
Xu Mingxia was the most excited and jumped up all of a sudden.
"Xiao Qian, do you have any works again?"
Xiao Qian waved her hands modestly.
"A poor work, a poor work, don't laugh at it."
Jing Qi couldn't help but pull Xu Mingxia's sleeve.
"Professor Xu, don't you care? My piano cost hundreds of thousands."
Xu Mingxia was very arrogant, holding her neck high like a white swan.
"You silly woman, Xiao Qian can sing here, but you can't spend any money to invite her, do you understand?"
Over there, Li Xiaohan only looked at Xiao Qian, feeling that he was humiliated.
"Even if you are a child, if you sing "Let's Scull" to me, I will definitely whip you."
Xiao Qian smiled proudly, her eyes wide open.
"Just you? You don't deserve it. Just listen carefully."
While speaking, his fingers were already pressing down hard.
Suddenly, the melodious and sad blues sounded, a melody that no one had heard before.
Xiao Qian was able to lower her voice to prevent her overly bright boyish clarity from affecting the sadness in the song.
I knew you would leave
I didn’t expect you to leave without stopping
I haven’t had time to talk about it properly yet.
The past has become a blur
always want to save
Love but don’t have the courage to say it
I know I can't give you anything
I can only let you be free...
Li Xiaohan fell silent, his eyes that were still a little angry looked as lonely as an abandoned lamb.
Every word Xiao Qian sang penetrated into his heart, reminding him of the beauty of the past and the helplessness he felt when he lost it.
I really don’t know how an eight-year-old child can understand such unforgettable things?
But Xiao Qian's continued singing made him cover his face, and his sadness turned into sobs.
I recall the time we spent together under the moon
A pot of wine and moonlight are just like your tenderness
Suddenly, looking back, the past remains the same
The bitter wine enters the throat and the heart aches...
Li Xiaohan's sobbing had turned into howling, and even though so many people were watching, the tears still couldn't stop flowing.
There is no shame in a man crying, it would be the same with anyone who has lost something he cherishes.
He has needed this kind of vent for a long time. In the past, he only had wine, but now he has his own voice.
finally you go
I still have my wine
Even if my throat is sealed with blood, it is my last pride
Fortunately there is still wine
heartbreaking pain
Even when you are drunk, you will revisit the past.
This last glass of wine
Goodbye forever...
The melody gradually slowed down and the singing gradually stopped. A man's crying made many people's eyes red.
Xiao Qian had stopped playing and just looked at the crying Li Xiaohan, waiting for him to recover.
Jing Qi's nose was red, and she tried hard not to cry, but she couldn't suppress the sourness that arose.
Borrowing the paper handed to Li Xiaohan, I also used one.
"Little brother, this song is so nice. What's its name?"
Xiao Qian smiled slightly.
""The Wine After You Left" is a tribute to all those who have been hurt by love."
