The trainee starts by splitting bricks with bare hands

After the song was sung, the restaurant finally burst into applause.

"This old man is also a man with a story..." the restaurant manager couldn't help sighing.

"Thank you everyone, thank you, ah, old man, can I sing well?"

"Yes!" At a table near the piano, a middle-aged man gave him a thumbs up with a smile, "Master, you are still young!"

"Hahaha, thank you." Han Lan glanced at the restaurant, and no one wanted to send him flowers, but there were many customers at the door, and they looked at him curiously as soon as they entered.

Obviously also wondering why the western restaurant would invite an old man in a long robe and mandarin jacket to play the piano.

The waiter smiled and entertained them to sit down and order food.

At this time, Han Lan looked over: "That girl, I promised to sing you a song just now, old man, so how about I sing you a song?"

The waiter who was helping the customer to order was also stunned for a moment. Didn't expect this old man to take it seriously?

Do you want to sing Han Lan's song?

The waiter couldn't help feeling a little excited, wondering how the old man would sing the idol's song.

The customers who had just sat down were not in a hurry to order, they looked curiously at the old man sitting by the piano, and then at the young waitress, what's the matter?

The other customers in the restaurant were also looking forward to it, after all, they had seen the old man's singing skills just now.

I didn't expect that he could really play the piano and sing, and his level was really good!

As a result, when the piano was played, the waiter was a little puzzled:

What song is this?Why haven't you heard of it?Has Lan Bao ever sung this song?

"When the falling flowers and rain sprinkle the sky

The red dust billows like a cloud of smoke

Debt from past life meets fate in this life

The palm is entangled with the curve

......"

Mr. Han's voice changed again, he seemed to be much younger than before. Although he still sounded a bit vicissitudes, he didn't look like an old man anymore.

Needless to say, he's a little handsome.

Look at those eyes, where is the turbidity of the elderly?

"This old man must have been a handsome guy when he was young." A young female customer couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"The eyes are so affectionate."

"Damn you, look at him, he's so good at flirting with an old bone!"

"..."

Han Lan's eyes swept across the restaurant at random, and unexpectedly, many female customers trembled in their hearts, as if they had been electrocuted.

He used to be a bad old man, but now he is playing the piano and singing affectionately, so he is quite elegant?

Maybe it would be better to replace the piano with a guqin?

Of course, it's fine now.

It looks like someone with a story!

"Just looked at you

It's fixed forever

At that time, the chariots and horses were slow

life is only enough to love one person

......"

When the chorus was sung, when Han Lan looked over, a group of female customers were moved.

Looking at this old man again, do you think he looks a little handsome?

For a while, I felt a little regretful, as if it had happened by mistake for decades.

Maybe I was born earlier and met this old man earlier?

He must have been handsome and romantic when he was young, right?

Then, many customers looked at the waitress with strange expressions, because what the old man said just now was to sing a song for her?

Tut tut, there is a story!

The waitress also blushed for a while, and cursed secretly: Don't be ashamed!

At this moment, a beautiful opera voice sang in the western restaurant:

"Just looking back and smiling for you

I'm actually drunk~"

Many people at the scene got goosebumps in an instant, and they couldn't help but say two words in their hearts: hold the grass!

Some things are like this, engraved in the genes and cannot be changed.

Even sitting in a western restaurant, eating western food with a knife and fork, wearing a suit and formal attire, uttering two foreign words from time to time, even the accompaniment is played by a piano.

The so-called foreign style, the so-called elegance, the so-called upper class...

But when the opera was sung, I still couldn't bear it.

The heart is the grasping grass of the phrase "earth and vulgarity, no culture"!

Chapter 0785

After singing a song, the house is full of applause.

Several customers also sent flowers to Han Lan, and the manager of the restaurant was very moved when he saw it.

Needless to say, this old man can sing very well.

So, the restaurant manager also sent him a flower out of his own pocket.