Serious people who eat official match[Quick Transmigration]

The dusty ceiling light was turned back on, and warm light slanted down to illuminate a small area on the stage.

The boss turned around and turned on the Lime switch.

The guests at the bar began to yell and tease after seeing this scene, "The boss is willing to invite a resident singer? It's strange."

"I can't remember the last time I saw a living person singing here."

"And the resident singer can earn money from your pocket, boss?"

The boss didn't turn his head back, "Go away, I'll give you some high-quality stuff, don't talk about me all day long, just drink and drink, and ruin my business."

Song Yan was driven to the shelves, and it was like going to the stage to be tortured. Every step he took, he took a step of psychological construction. When he sat on the high stool, he even glanced at the audience, and the eyes of the guests were all focused on him.

This is not a studio, not a studio, but a small bar with the smallest facade in the ancient city. There are no audiences, only customers, and the boss even points at this bar to make money for dinner.

He felt a heavy pressure on his head.

Fortunately, before going out, he wore a hat for fear of being too ostentatious. He lowered the microphone a bit, so that his head was lowered and the hat was used as a cover. As long as he was not recognized, it would not be so embarrassing to mess up.

Lin Litian didn't just watch the show, he put down the glass of wine in his hand, walked from the bar to the electronic piano on the stage, stroked the keys with his knuckle-knuckle fingers, and gave Song Yan a look from under the brim of his hat.

He was very shameless, and he didn't feel guilty at all as the culprit.

Even a little looking forward to it.

The follow-up photo in the back row also pointed the camera at Song Yan.

"I'm not very good at singing." Song Yan's voice was as clear and gentle as anyone else's. The microphone amplified this quality and gurgled into the ears of everyone present, including Lin Litian.

He immediately heard Song Yan say another sentence.

"Come and read a poem."

The guests below froze in anticipation, and some looked at each other in blank dismay with their companions to make sure they had heard it wrong.

Poetry recitation? ? ?

The kind of elementary school student wearing a red scarf on the podium full of energy and exaggerating his expression just to get a little red flower? ? ?

It's true that they are very positive...but they come here to drink!I'm not here for a parent meeting!

Originally smiling and leaning on the bar counter straight up, his eyes almost fell off, even Cen Shi's eyes widened in disbelief, with the words "Are you crazy" engraved brightly inside.

Lin Litian pressed the first piano key at the same time that the guest burst out laughing and almost said "No, or change people".

The original body's own skills are easy to use. The slender and white fingers rely on muscle memory to jump on the black and white keys, and the beautiful music sounds become a catalyst for emotions.

What Song Yan read was a modern poem. He lowered his eyes and lowered his eyebrows, with a calm smile on his face.

The actor's line skills and empathy ability are perfectly reflected in him. His emotions are not turbulent, but true and restrained, infiltrating everyone's hearing, making this scene a kind of enjoyment.

From the first word, the reactions of the guests in the audience changed instantly.

The laughing person restrained his expression and calmed down to listen to what Song Yan said.

Lin Litian raised his eyes to look at the person on the stool, Song Yan's body curled up slightly, showing a fragile feeling like a glass vessel.

It's like a beautiful oil painting.

I want to take it home and treasure it.

He was provoked by Song Yan's sense of telling a certain soft flesh in his heart, and he couldn't tell if it was the actor's skill or it really came from Song Yan's own feelings.

The poem comes to the last line.

"...No matter how strong the wind is, it still bypasses my soul."

The guests below stopped laughing at the beginning. This poem is very suitable for the atmosphere here. Occasionally, one or two people with low psychological defense will have red eyes after listening to it, and take a sip of the spirits in their glasses.

Some also expressed that they did not understand, but wanted to smoke a cigarette...

Song Yan raised the brim of his hat with his index finger, and heaved a sigh of relief after seeing everyone's reaction.

Not messed up.

He exchanged glances with Lin Litian, gave up the high stool, walked off the stage by himself, and returned to the bar, trying his best to be an audience.

"Brother Lin, I'll accompany you!" Cen Shi, who was in the audience, was already ready to move, and volunteered.

Lin Litian adjusted the Limai in front of him to a suitable height, sat on the high stool, with one leg hanging down to touch the ground, and the other leg bent up on the crossbar, and the overhead light was adjusted to spotlight mode.

He leaned forward, and his thin lips stopped five centimeters away from the microphone. Just as the guests were still in the mood, he sang the first line of the lyrics directly without giving any time to relax.

"Lovingstrangers, lovingstrangers,

……

I've got a whole lot of work to do with your heart..."

Lin Litian didn't choose a song from the AW album. The boy group's song didn't match the atmosphere here from beginning to end, so he chose a European and American folk song.

The original body has good natural conditions, otherwise he would not be the ace in the top boy group.

The high-quality voice perfectly matches this song. He half-closed his eyes, and his handsome face revealed a leisurely laziness.

Song Yan was completely stunned under the stage.

LovingStrangers, falling in love with strangers.

The name of the song.

He put his hands on his knees and slowly clenched them, the fabric of his trousers was obviously wrinkled by him.

"Is the one above Lin Litian?"

"Is this filming a show? Didn't it mean that "The Holiday" was filmed in Yunhe?"

At this moment, the little girl who was attracted by the singing outside noticed the clue before she sat down. She quickly changed the angle, peeked at the half-covered face from under the brim of her hat, and discussed in a low voice with her companions around her.

"My God! Is it right?!"

The lighting in the store was not good, and they couldn't be sure, so they could only cover their mouths to suppress their screams.

"The one by the bar looks like Song Yan! What kind of hat is he wearing at night? The person next to him is still carrying a camera!"

"Cen Shi? Is the one playing the piano Cen Shi?"

At first it was just a whisper, but then the discussion became louder and more people came.

After the song was over, when Song Yan realized something was wrong and turned around, the scene had already begun to develop in a direction that was on the verge of getting out of control.

The people in the store are already close to full, and people outside the door are still pouring in.

Not to mention Song Yan, even Lin Litian underestimated the influence of the original body.

An unknown bar, and a stage in a corner of Pian'an, everyone can recognize it unexpectedly.

The owner of the bar was also dumbfounded.

What the hell?Why do these little girls look like robbers who robbed houses?

Lin Litian frowned, and quickly looked at Song Yan. He was still sitting on the high stool, holding the Limai, watching the flashing lights under the stage, and bumped his fingertips on the mic rhythmically. Followed by a corresponding crisp sound.

It was like a small hammer hitting the nerve endings of everyone present without haste.

Then he raised his index finger to his lips and made a silent movement.

The scene strangely quieted down with his movements.

The fans thought that he had something to say, but the next second he stepped off the stage as fast as lightning, grabbed Song Yan who was under the stage, and strode towards the back door.

He has long hands and long legs, and he does these things with lightning speed. Everyone in the store, including the fans, was shocked by his rascally actions.

Song Yan looked at Cen Shi who was staying on the stage, and stretched out his hand to pull him, but when Cen Shi looked at the hand in front of him, his first reaction was to avoid Song Yan's touch.

Song Yan, who was caught empty-handed, was stunned, and before he had time to say anything, he was dragged away through the back door.

The boss, Yunhe Bolt, took advantage of the fact that the fans hadn't reacted, and handed over the job of controlling the scene to the only clerk besides him, and rushed into the back door with the two of them, shouting "Private area, no one is allowed to enter! " Then he locked the back door tightly.

Qingba, some of the guests who didn't recognize the person asked inexplicably: "Who is it? Such a big name?"

"Who the hell knows, just follow along and watch the excitement."

The three followers didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, so they hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, only to see Cen Shi who was surrounded by a crowd and couldn't move an inch, but there were no other two figures.

God, how much salary is not enough to deduct now!

……

"Cen Shi didn't follow?" Seeing that there was one person missing, Song Yan was a little anxious.

Lin Litian glanced behind him, "He has a program crew by his side, don't worry about him, we got separated, we should worry about ourselves."

The back door of the bar is connected to a small courtyard. Open the wooden door of the courtyard wall, and there is a narrow back alley outside. The bluestone path stretches to the bustling main street.

The boss who managed to get out of the store caught up and stopped them, "You two wait a minute..."

Lin Litian, who became a star for the first time, did not expect things to turn out like this, "I'm sorry boss, I messed up your business."

The boss waved his hand generously, "What kind of mess is this? Although there are a little more people, my turnover today has increased by more than ten times. I have to thank you all."

More than a little too much, it almost collapsed his shop.

But he is not stupid, the follow-up profits brought by the star effect are enough for him to make a fortune.

The few bars next to them rely on inviting some small stars to support the scene, so their business is so prosperous. Judging from the situation just now, the two people in front of them are definitely not just small stars.

"Hey." The boss counted the piles of cash and handed them over to them, without concealing his profit-seeking nature as a businessman, "I chased it out to give you today's wages, and you have put the sign of my store out , this little money buys your star effect, and I won't lose any money."

Song Yan counted, a little shocked.

Lin Litian estimated the amount based on the thickness. Although this amount is at most a drop in the bucket compared to AW's performance fee, it is already considered a big deal for the boss.

And it's enough for the money-making group to eat, drink and have fun all day.

The boss shook hands with the two people to say goodbye, and returned to the store through the back door.

Song Yan folded the cash in his hand, put it into the inner pocket of his coat, and carefully zipped up the chain.

Lin Litian sneered, turned around and walked out of the alley, "Scrooge."

Song Yan followed his footsteps step by step, not forgetting to retort in a low voice, "This is called being cautious!"

"Is that Xiao Lin!"

Before Lin Litian stepped out of the alley, there was a shout of surprise from the crowd not far away, and the voice even moved to this side quickly.

Oops!

He reacted quickly and stepped back.

Song Yan, who was following behind, couldn't react in time, bumped into his back, and before he could say anything, the person who suddenly stepped back pulled his arm forcefully, turned around and changed direction.

Song Yan was dragged by him in a daze, "What's wrong?"

Lin Litian didn't answer, and led him to hide in the blind spot of vision.

"No one?" The girl who recognized Lin Litian walked into the alley.

Another voice sounded, "The post in Chaohua is here."

"Did it go out from there?" said a third.

There are quite a lot of people.

The place where the two of them hid was at a recessed corner of the alley, and it was full of sundries not needed by nearby shops, most of which were old tables and chairs, stacked to the height of two people, and they were in a small blind spot surrounded by sundries in.

The angle is tricky, unless you look closer, you can't find it.

Hearing the conversation of several girls passing by, Lin Litian couldn't let out a "tsk" softly.

Fuck, it's too much trouble.

He could even imagine Yu Daqin, thousands of kilometers away, holding his mobile phone and scrolling through Weibo, brushing his hair upright, his head about to explode.

No matter how big the ancient city is, it is only so big, and now it is the peak of the flow of people. There are probably too many fans squatting outside to block the two of them.

The current situation is that he and Song Yan not only broke up with the program group, but were also trapped in this alley.

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The author has something to say:

please!Poetry recitals in bars are cool! (Akimbo!

I won’t write much about the content and lyrics of the poem here, it’s my favorite!If you like little angels, you can look for them and listen to them. They are quoted from Xibei's "Passerby" and RussianRed's "lovingstrangers".

——感谢在2022-04-2023:55:22~2022-04-2123:56:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 16 bottles of grid; will the gods protect me? 6 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!