Becoming a great entertainer started with being cyberbullied.

The economic development of the southern district is lagging behind.

It's hard to imagine what kind of revenue a small bar could generate in the southern part of the city, near the outer ring road.

The tavern's entrance was narrow and old.

Even a big man like Zou Rong had to duck and squeeze in.

Given the narrowness of the doorway, it's easy to imagine that the interior space wasn't particularly spacious either.

With a bar counter, a small three-meter-wide stage, and about ten tables scattered around, the pub felt quite crowded.

"See? I told you this definitely wasn't..." Zou Rong stopped talking before he could finish the sentence, "Who is it?"

The small tavern had about ten tables, and almost every table was full.

Unfortunately, they had no choice but to either stand or share a table.

Fang Ruoxi, Li Ming, and Chen Hong were all wearing masks and baseball caps, so it was definitely inconvenient for them to share a table with others.

Zou Rong pursed his lips, "I'll go find a seat, you guys wait here for me."

After saying that, he looked around, identified a table, and walked over.

The people at this table only ordered beer; the peanuts and edamame were in a plastic bag, so they obviously brought their own.

Zou Rong took out his wallet, grabbed a wad of bills, and said, "Hey guys, can you give me your seat?"

The men sitting there looked up at Zou Rong, then greedily eyed the wallet in his hand.

They exchanged a glance, and then one of the skinny, weasel-faced men said in a roguish tone:

"No way, why should we give up our seats for you?"

Zou Rong smiled too.

He laughed and put the money back into his wallet. "Alright then, I won't disturb you guys' eating and drinking. I'll go ask the others."

At this point, the others couldn't sit still any longer.

"Hey! We'll let you pass!"

Zou Rong smiled and handed them the stack of banknotes.

They grabbed the money, filled their bags with peanuts and edamame, and ran off like the wind, afraid that the sucker would regret it.

Shen Qiu entered the door as if he were in his own home, and naturally walked to the empty bar and took out the linen.

Then, naturally, the messy desktop was tidied up.

Li Ming's brows furrowed ever since he entered this place.

Chen Hong had a similar expression.

"Alright, everyone, come and sit down." Zou Rong invited everyone to sit down.

Seeing the bitter and resentful expressions on Li Ming and Chen Hong's faces, Zou Rong's eyes lit up. "Hey! Sister Hong! Don't you guys also think this is unreliable?"

The two were taken aback at first.

Chen Hong was the first to react, shaking her head slightly, and then said with a sense of shared sorrow, "It's just a little sad."

Zou Rong: "??"

Li Ming shared the same sentiment as her and said, "You probably don't know how popular Geng Bin was back then."

"So, seeing him end up singing at a bar like this, we all feel a bit..."

For a moment, no one spoke at the table.

Wang Liping came along.

When she came, Fang Ruoxi considered that if Geng Bin was a decent person, then bringing Wang Liping along would allow him to leverage his professional advantages and sign him directly.

Wang Liping knew Li Ming best and patted him on the shoulder.

"So, you know how scared I was when you insisted on going against Tianyin because of 'The Lone Warrior'."

As an agent, Wang Liping is probably the person who knows the most about the 'dark side' of the industry.

"Fortunately, Amitabha Buddha, the Taoist Ancestor has shown his power."

He made a joke on purpose, which finally made Li Ming and Chen Hong's expressions less suppressed.

Before we knew it, it was 11:30.

The small door behind the bar creaked open from the inside.

A tall, thin man, who could be described as disheveled, walked out from inside.

He was carrying a wooden guitar in one hand, and his hair, which was neither long nor short, covered most of his face.

His age was hard to tell, but his back was slightly hunched, and he looked somewhat dejected, as if the years and life had bent his spine.

Chen Hong's eyes widened in surprise.

It seemed unbelievable that the person in front of him was the superstar who was once famous throughout the country and made countless girls scream that they wanted to marry him.

Geng Bin first grabbed a bottle of beer from the bar.

As I walked toward the stage, I pressed the bottle neck against the edge of the bar, and it popped open with a soft "pop".

Then, he gulped down half the bottle in one go.

Their movements were fluid and skillful, almost painful to watch.

Shen Qiu secretly observed Fang Ruoxi.

As Geng Bin drank, Fang Ruoxi's beautiful eyebrows almost knotted together.

Her frown was beautiful, but it also made people uneasy and involuntarily feel afraid.

"Um, that..." Shen Qiu wanted to say something, but didn't know where to begin.

Zou Rongxing said with schadenfreude, "Oh my, look at those skillful and handsome moves, he must be an old drunkard, right?"

"How's your throat?"

“Look at our family, they all abstain from smoking and drinking so they can sing, for fear of ruining their voices.”

Shen Qiu: "..."

Shen Qiu was so angry that he tried to 'kill' Zou Rong with his eyes.

Geng Bin walked to the small stage, sat down on the wooden chair, crossed his legs, and skillfully placed the guitar on his lap.

Chen Hong turned her head to Fang Ruoxi and said, "You can still see a bit of... his handsomeness back then in this movement."

Before he could finish speaking, Geng Bin let out a loud and long hiccup.

Chen Hong: "..."

Fang Ruoxi: "..."

Without saying much, Geng Bin adjusted the microphone and lightly ran his fingers across the strings, producing a series of chords.

Then came a deep, slightly drunk male voice.

A lonely night.

A heart scarred all over.

A silent and proud love.

He stubbornly waits silently for you to come home.

Fang Ruoxi's brows relaxed when she heard the first line of the lyrics.

When composers look for singers for their works, the voice is just the most basic prerequisite.

This is similar to how the prerequisite for finding a partner is that you must find a person first.

Then come the specific requirements.

The highlights of the song "Longing" are its lyrics and its emotions.

The lyrics are very beautiful.

Only those who truly understand the meaning of "true love lasts forever" can sing the "soul" of this song.

The point that Fang Ruoxi values ​​most is precisely what Li Ming and Chen Hong lack.

They sang this song using the superb skills they had learned throughout their lives.

Is their song "Longing" good or not?

It sounds great! It definitely sounds great too.

There are no songs that even the biggest stars can't sing, but there are also songs that even the biggest stars can't sing well.

The very first line Geng Bin uttered, a simple lyric, immediately conjured up a vivid image in Fang Ruoxi's mind.

A foolish man, tormented and wounded by love, silently and stubbornly waits for his lover to turn around and look at him.

Just one glance is enough.

With just one glance, he had a reason.

With just one glance, he could disregard his own wounds and risk his life for love once more.

But the person he was waiting for never turned around to look at him.

Only those heartbroken individuals are left to drown their sorrows in alcohol on cold winter nights.

With such skill in just one lyric, what an amazing talent this person must be?

If such a person had wasted 11 years because of something completely fabricated… Fang Ruoxi felt a surge of anger rising in her heart.

The song ended.

Geng Bin coughed lightly a few times, casually picked up the wine bottle at his feet, and was about to drink from the bottle again.

Fang Ruoxi's voice was clear and bright as she asked Geng Bin on stage, "If you keep drinking like this, how many more years can you sing?"

Geng Bin paused, then looked over.