His entertainment life

What a pig killing cry!

Thanks to the lady of the snack bar, otherwise there would be an accident!

Zhang Aoyang wiped the cold sweat on his face a little and calmed his deep feeling, but he was still afraid of his voice. Weakly asked: "brother, what are you singing?"

"Song Ding Hua said without shame.

The atmosphere is getting warmer and warmer, but the singing is getting colder and colder...

this song! It's refreshing!

Pop! Slap a pat, mercilessly shock to the desktop, provoking others a Leng. Ding Hua's eyes suddenly alert a minute, looking at such sonorous Zhang Aoyang.

Zhang Aoyang said, "I don't care whether you sing well or not. I'll accept you. What do you think?" But Ding Hua smiles. He doesn't understand the customs.

Zhang Aoyang doesn't understand. What's funny about this? Where is the laughing point? It turned out that Ding Hua never thought singing had any future. In his eyes, it has been very difficult to make money through hard work. How much money can an actor make? In this world, only actors can't create value! Sure enough, there are many prejudices against the singer industry! Zhang Aoyang bit his lips, and he felt that what he said was reasonable.

"Unless..." Zhang Aoyang suddenly picked an eyebrow, because this sentence is Ding Hua said. Ding Hua seems to give Zhang Aoyang a room to reverse, Zhang Aoyang quickly asked: "unless what?"

"Unless you show me the value music can bring to people." The pupil of Zhang Aoyang shrinks, as expected.

Can music bring value to people? What value does it bring? Her mother-in-law was puzzled. She only felt that music was just a pastime after tea. Walking in the square, playing the radio, turning on the most dazzling national style, playing with the melodious music, long dance steps to each other, this is his greatest understanding of music.

But this way of understanding is too narrow! Zhang Aoyang's mouth tilted, and his face was full of emotional changes. Ding Hua, a fat man, will not believe Zhang Aoyang's tricks. Just see his body leisurely, went to the microphone of the snack bar, picked a most even stool, sat on it, there is a model.

Ding Hua and his mother looked at each other, but they didn't know why. I just saw Zhang Aoyang ask the shop owner, "can I sing a song here?" The shop owner is not familiar with Zhang Aoyang, but he agrees.

"Thank you, boss." Zhang Aoyang put up the microphone, and the LED light of the background board was also on at the same time. This small area presents a colorful five colors, and the atmosphere is excellent.

He quietly picked up the microphone, looking extremely indifferent. But at this time, a long period of music slowly revealed, the slight waves blowing on the lake, it is yearning.

"With the ups and downs of the back, block the crying heart."

"Some stories don't have to be told to everyone."

"Many eyes look too shallow and too close."

"Miss me not to be seen, that self."

"With simple words, untie the overloaded heart."

"Some emotions should be spoken to people who understand them."

"Your tears are more passionate than mine."

"I swear to work harder and have more courage."

At that moment, the song spread out. My heart is melting.

Ding Hua was suddenly stunned, including the store owner. The microphone rack set up here is not built to support the equipment in the store. It's entirely because the store owner has this preference. But how can a stranger sing such a beautiful song? That kind of feeling is like a spring, with a little steep cliff slowly out, very fresh.

The reason why Zhang Aoyang chose "the next dawn" is just a flash in his head, but this song is very good. Although it can be regarded as an inspirational song, the beautiful melody is quite different from the roar from the bottom class. It uses a very soft means to tell people what the song is about to spread. With such a magnetic range of Zhang Aoyang, it can be captured in an instant.

"When the next morning comes, will you go for a walk with the flowers in hand?"

"Some snow melts on its own."

"Your shoulders are my open heaven."

"Will you send me a picture of me watching the sea the next morning?"

"I love my flying hair."

"With the rain or the gaze."

Strange, Zhang Aoyang's voice has not completely stopped. Why do so many people come to eat in this shop all of a sudden? Shop owners are very different.

Usually in the off-season, few people come to this street to eat snacks, and even don't patronize this street at all. How come there are not only so many people coming here today, but also so many snacks? The shop owner couldn't open his eyes for a moment, and it wasn't until the beautiful melody slowly fell that the shop owner knew the answer.

Those young men and women who eat French fries and throw their eyes on Zhang Aoyang have been cheering with one voice: "another song!" Sure enough, all these moves were attracted by the long sound.Some of them know Zhang Aoyang, others don't. However, because of the long voice, they all felt that they should seriously understand Zhang Aoyang. In particular, such a beautiful scenery, coupled with such a unique timbre, is really irresistible.

Although the gift of music will not bring value to human beings like other industries, it will bring great sustenance and comfort to people's hearts. It's very easy to have a rest. Listening to a beautiful music can make you sleep lazily. When eating, listening to a wonderful concert will give you endless appetite! When you are lonely, listening to a beautiful concert will make you happy!

Just like now, Zhang Aoyang has a beautiful song. Conquered everyone, even more conquered the store owner for this quarter's restaurant sales an attitude.

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so music can really give people something, although at some point you will feel that these things are so unnecessary. But when you are really involved in the situation, and then feel again, you will know. There are many things in this world that you can't imagine or speak.

Ding Hua's face was cramped, because Zhang's voice was just in his heart. Now he does not want to say anything, just want to give Zhang Aoyang a good apology. His lack of understanding of music is really misleading.