His entertainment life

Zhang Aoyang suddenly felt that his words were like seeing a guiding light in front of his eyes. Turn around and forget, "are you serious?" Ding Hua nodded fiercely, but it didn't look like a fake.

Zhang Aoyang is relieved this time. If this matter is only related to himself, he will try his best to do it. The key is to see whether Ding Hua has such a trend. Since he is not afraid of hardship, it's just right. A month to train him into a talented musician, beat the Mississippi traitor!

"Master, where are we going now?" Ding Hua asked honestly. Zhang Aoyang doesn't want to go anywhere. He just wants to take him to practice. It's useless to be a mouth gun. In this first stop, he is going to a friend's bar that he had agreed before, and let Ding Hua try to sing.

If you don't sing well, you may be scolded or even beaten by the consumers in the bar. Zhang Aoyang didn't mean to be timid. He had to experience anyway. There's no such thing as boxing to meat!

After Zhang Aoyang talked with the owner of the bar, Ding Hua was thrown by Zhang Aoyang into a gorgeous singing suit. Ding Hua a Leng, really want to let oneself take over this trade? After all, he had never done this kind of work. He was afraid of smashing the sign of the bar.

How could Zhang Aoyang not have thought of it? He has already calculated how much the bar will lose this evening, and he has already subsidized the bar owner according to the price. Today, he is going to sit on the stage as a spectator to see what kind of ability Ding Hua is when he feels deeply?

"Give me a song of life in full bloom! Three hundred With that, the first singing fee was thrown out in the hands of a rich man with dark hair and sunglasses. Ding Hua's instinctive desire for money skillfully catches the 300 yuan tied with wine glass and leather rope. For the first time, he felt how fast money came! Two eyes let out that kind of incomparable yearning and longing for money! Almost forget that they are a singing away garbage.

Zhang Aoyang suddenly straightened up, just because Ding Hua on the stage suddenly flashed some subtle things in his eyes. At the moment, his feelings are so deep that he doesn't look like a third rate man at all. Every move shows his deep affection. He seems to be a pure singer under the LED light.

"Sound engineer, play music!" This sentence is Ding Hua said, no one urged, he is bold and unconstrained to say it. Then, a strong piece of music came into my ears, and I wanted to be a hero.

Under the stage, brother sunglasses is holding his beloved, and his body swings with the rhythm, which is very comfortable. Zhang Aoyang is also silently looking at him, I hope he does not make mistakes.

"How many times have you fallen on the road."

"How many times have you broken your wings."

"Now I don't feel any more hesitation."

"I want to surpass this ordinary extravagance."

It's a bit of that. At least the sound hasn't gone. He stood straight on the stage, holding the microphone in his hand, and the tendons on his neck were quite obvious. Maybe this kind of inspirational song resonates with him from the heart. In a word, this kind of prologue shows that there is no flaw and everything is OK.

It seems that when infiltrating such songs, he forgot that he only loved music, not specialized in it. It is just that what is spread in the tune is the fruit of labor and sweat, which is consistent with each other.

The beginning of the song is not difficult, so it sounds like even an amateur singer can fish in troubled waters. That's what the bar owner thought before. Since Zhang Aoyang can give him so much money, it's enough to prove that the singer on stage is just a duck on the shelf. Zhang Aoyang is just trying to find out what this guy can do.

The chorus is the climax. He not only needs strong vital capacity, but also more difficult treble. The owner of the bar has been convinced that Ding Hua will be bent here.

"I want a life in full bloom."

"It's like flying in the wide sky."

"It's like wearing... Cough!" Sure enough, too much force, too much back, stuck. Ding Hua's too hard performance led to the climax of singing, part of the breath unstable, fork, cough.

It's just like the beautiful sound of the string, the string suddenly broke, so embarrassed. It's true for others, but it's exactly what they want. The bar owner has long known that this guy is a paper tiger.

What do you mean when you fail to sing? You have to give it back!

What's more, this Sunglasses elder brother is not a disaster to cause! Just at the moment when Ding Hua broke the sound, the elder brother was being massaged by two beauties. A broken voice led to two beauties massage technique suddenly aggravated, straight nail embedded in the big brother's skin, hoarse!

Elder brother Sunglasses couldn't stand it all of a sudden. He patted his head on the table and pointed to Ding Hua, who was out of breath on the stage. He said angrily, "how do you sing? I've ruined all my interests! " What he scolded was Zhang Aoyang's apprentice, but Zhang Aoyang was only one table away from the elder brother. But Leng is not moving, looking at the big brother mercilessly criticizing Ding Hua.

As a singer, he should be broad-minded, not to mention his own fault. Therefore, Zhang Aoyang didn't help Ding Hua. He wanted to see how broad-minded he was when he fell to the ground."No, I'm sorry!" Ding Hua has a personal style and knows that he can't shirk his fault to others. But who knows that even though he was so choked, he still apologized to them. Suddenly a beer bottle came across the sky and rustled around the wind.

Ping! Straight hit Ding Hua's head melon seeds, instant beer bottle into a pool of glass fragments.

There was a beer bottle in the middle of the forehead. Ding hualeng, who smashed the rough skin, stepped back three steps. Fortunately, this guy's body is strong, and a big red bag was smashed out of his forehead, but there was no bleeding. But this momentum frightens the bar owner who hides behind the curtain. How can Ding Hua not be afraid?

But this has been very humiliating, Ding Hua is also repeated concessions, but it is inevitable that this ebb and flow. Brother sunglasses can see that he hates Ding Hua for spoiling his elegance, but Zhang Aoyang is still watching as a spectator. Even though Ding Hua gave him several winks, he still sat there in silence and began to drink tea.

How much does that mean? I'm your own apprentice! You're looking at me now. If you don't help me, are you still pretending to be a bystander? Have you ever been such a master? What character?