The daily drama of the male god

Chapter 25

As Miss Qiao, who always loves to watch the excitement, of course she will not miss it.

She has heard the singers in the Supreme Bar sing before, and they are quite satisfactory, nothing to be surprised about.

Is it a replacement?
Just about to squeeze in, I heard fan girl A next to me: "His voice is really nice, ah, it can't be done, I want to record it."

Fangirl B: "He's so handsome. If he becomes a star, the young fresh meats will have no way out. From now on, I officially announce that I'm going to change idols."

Standing next to him, the original resident singer quit, and said sourly, "He wears such a big mask, you see through eyes! You can see that he is handsome."

There is no need for fan girl B to hate him, fan girl C directly steals the spotlight, "Isn't it cooler to wear a mask? It's more mysterious, okay? Although he wears a mask, his facial features are so three-dimensional and exquisite, you are blind!"

The original resident singer: "..." These were all my fans.

If I had known earlier, I would not have let him sing.

He sang well at first, but the man wearing a mask gave him a lot of money, but said he would sing by himself.

He thought it was nothing, so he let him sing, but who knew that this guy sang so well, he couldn't be here to mess things up.

Will the boss fire him?

Is it too late for him to regret it first?
Fangirl N: "I believe that voice can make people pregnant, no, I'm going to get pregnant."

Everyone: "..."

Seeing that this person caused such a big commotion, Qiao Enzi's curiosity escalated again.

It took a lot of effort to squeeze to the front.

What I saw was a person wearing a golden mask and a white star wearing singing and dancing costumes.

Holding a guitar in his hand.

Obviously what was sung just now was a strong song.

Although the people on the stage were wearing masks, their height and figure were perfect, and their facial features were perfect and impeccable, especially those black eyes, as if they wanted to suck people in.

Now Qiao Enzi understood how reasonable the sensation and madness of these people was.

It's just that the more you look at this person, the more familiar you become.

If it wasn't for Ou Jueyan, he would have gone abroad.

If it wasn't for Ou Jueyan, he wouldn't be so coquettish in his usual clothes.

He thought this person was Ou Jueyan.

When Qiao Enzi was lost in thought, the people on stage put down their guitars.

Walking in front of the piano, her slender fingers are graceful, and she is skillfully tapping the keys of the piano. While playing, she is facing the microphone in front of her, and a deep and pleasant voice is slowly coming out...

no one cares about me
I'm in a corner alone

tormented while waiting
no one will care about me anymore
the light shines on me

shadows are lonely dreams

life of one person

leaving traces only loneliness
Different from the passion just now, the bar was very quiet at this time, and everyone quieted down in unison.

This voice seems to sing, the loneliness of the same kind of people.

Singing the heart's longing for love.

This is a voice from the bottom of my heart that can only be uttered by a truly lonely person.

And Ou Jueyan is undoubtedly such a person.

After all, he is only 20 years old, and most of his peers are spending willfully at this age.

And he grew up alone and lonely until now, only he knows how much hardship he has endured in the past 20 years, and how many nights he has spent alone.

And bystanders are sucked into it too.

The whole bar fell silent, only his voice remained...

　Woo woo woo. I feel sorry for Ou Jueyan.Vote for comfort.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)