Entertainment: My band is all lead singer

Street party!

This is the restaurant recommended by fans, and the name is very down-to-earth.

It was seven o'clock in the evening, and the small restaurant was already full of people, and even a table was set up at the door of the store.

Most of the people who come here to eat are middle-aged people, who work all year round, and many of them are shirtless.

After a busy day, it is a very happy thing to have a meal with three or five friends in a restaurant like this.

"What should I do? Change to another one?"

"Let's sit outside." Jiang Yuebai saw that there were still tables outside. It was really unreasonable to leave without trying it after searching for so long.

"That's fine."

"Let's eat."

"Boss!"

There were also about ten people at the table at the door, sitting there chatting.

Jiang Yuebai and others chose to sit at the table next to them.

They had never been here before, so they asked the boss to take care of it. They ordered all the signature dishes and served them according to the amount for one table.

At the table next to them, they drank wine and ate dishes, and even played and sang with guitars.

"I'm so tired today. I'm going to go back and have a good sleep after dinner." Long Zhan stretched his muscles.

"You're not in good shape. Xi Lan and the others didn't complain about being tired, but you're tired now?" Jiang Yuebai teased.

Long Zhan leaned on Wang Shiqing: "How can I be the same as you? You don't know how tired I was last night."

"Huh?" Everyone looked at him.

"I knew you would think wrongly. I meant the dozens of push-ups I did last night." Long Zhan didn't want to explain.

"Oh... push-ups..."

Everyone stretched out their voices meaningfully.

The restaurant was full, and the outside was also very lively.

From the aroma coming from other tables, it's not difficult to guess that the dishes here are still good.

Although the restaurant is small, there are many people, and the chef's movements are very fast. It didn't take long for the first batch to come up.

After an afternoon of playing, everyone was already hungry, and they all picked up their chopsticks and sang.

"It tastes really good."

"It's OK."

"Fans' words are still trustworthy."

Because the customers of this store are almost all middle-aged people, no one noticed that they were illusions.

Most middle-aged people can sing, but they don't chase stars, let alone remember the singer's appearance.

But when they sing, it's heart-wrenching and true feelings are revealed.

For example, the table next door.

"Life is like a glass of old wine

The older it is, the more fragrant it is. The more you drink, the more you have

No matter the wind and rain, no matter the sorrow

After drinking a glass, all the troubles are gone

Friends gather and laugh in the room

Talk about dreams, how long the road is

With you and me, it's heaven"

A slightly fat middle-aged uncle, with his upper body naked, plays the guitar and sings songs.

His voice is hoarse and magnetic, singing a song that Jiang Yuebai is not familiar with.

Jiang Yuebai is not impressed by this song. He only knows that this is a song that originally existed in this world, with simple lyrics and touching emotions.

The uncle's singing revealed a kind of accumulation of years and understanding of life.

Many people eating in the house stopped what they were doing and looked at the uncle.

Perhaps they saw their own shadows in the uncle's singing.

Several people at the table took out their mobile phones to record this moment.

Even Jiang Yuebai and others were attracted by the uncle's singing. They are professional musicians and are very sensitive to singing.

The uncle sang really well, and many people, including several girls, clapped their hands gently to the rhythm.

Such singing is the most real.

After the song ended, everyone around applauded, and even the boss ran out to give them a dozen beers.

"Thank you, thank you." Although the uncle looks very burly and rough, he is very polite and courteous.

Not only did he thank the boss for sending beer, but he also expressed sincere gratitude to the people around him who applauded.

Maybe the uncle was more real and passionate when he was singing just now, and now he took a break and drank with his friends again.

On the other side, Jiang Yuebai's dishes were also served. Seeing that there was no performance, everyone started to eat.

Later, the people at the uncle's table sang several more songs, including "Friends" by Jinghua Shuiyue.

This song has a different flavor under their interpretation.

It's true that you can hear your own songs wherever you go.

This is also the charm of Jinghua Shuiyue, there are listeners of all ages.

"Wine enters the heart of sorrow and turns into two lines of tears

..."

This is another song that Jiang Yuebai has never heard of, but it seems that everyone except him can sing this song.

Even Long Zhan was infected by the emotions of the table next to him, and his voice was louder than anyone else.

At this moment, the meaning of the song was concretized, and the people at the two tables, who were twice as old, could sing together."Xiaobai, why don't you sing?" Su Ying'er asked. According to the past situation, Jiang Yuebai would more or less hum a few lines along.

"Uh... I'm hungry, you guys finish singing." Jiang Yuebai said, and pretended to eat a few bites of food.

After a few songs, everyone seemed to become closer.

The uncles next door raised their glasses and gestured to Jiang Yuebai's table, and everyone immediately raised their drinks in response.

"Cheers!"

"Are you here to visit Chuncheng?" An uncle near Jiang Yuebai's table asked kindly.

"Yes, I just arrived in Chuncheng today."

"Our Chuncheng is a good place, with many fun places." Another uncle said.

"Listening to you guys singing, are you all studying music?"

"That's not true." Long Zhan glanced at everyone and responded. In fact, only Wen Xilan was actually studying music among them. "Uncle, you guys brought guitars when you came out to eat?"

"Yes, it's rare for us to get together," said the uncle who just started singing, "How about I play this guitar for you guys?"

"Uh... No, no." Long Zhan hurriedly refused, he still had to eat.

"It's okay, it's okay, just play it casually, it doesn't matter if it breaks." These uncles are very nice and don't mind at all.

The uncle who was close to Long Zhan took the guitar and handed it to Long Zhan.

"You guys play it." Long Zhan hurriedly handed the guitar to Su Ying'er.

"Xiao Jin, you play, my hands are oily."

"My hands are all wet, Xilan, you play."

"I can't play as well as you guys, Qianyun, you should play."

"Xiao Bai, you play, you play."

Su Ying'er took a look and immediately handed it to Xia Ziyuan next to her.

Xia Ziyuan took it and passed it to Wen Xilan, and then one by one, and finally passed it to Jiang Yuebai's arms.

"Huh?" Jiang Yuebai had just been looking at his phone, and turned his head to see that there was an extra guitar in his arms.

"What's going on?"

"Hahaha..." The uncles next to him all laughed.

These children are so cute!

"Xiaobai, the uncles want you to play the guitar." Long Zhan made up something out of nothing.

"Me?" Jiang Yuebai was confused, looked around, and then looked at the next table.

He was looking at his phone and didn't pay attention, so he didn't know if it was true.