It's reasonable for me to be versatile as a variety show guy, right?

Wang Hao kept walking along the crowd, and after bypassing the long straight bar, the whole picture of the bar came into his eyes.

Directly in front is a square stage with many musical instruments on it. Obviously this is where the band will perform tonight.

There are colorful lights falling on the top of the head, and dynamic English dance music is continuously heard from the surrounding speakers. Obviously, the style of this bar is mainly modern pop music.

The booths, bar counters, and swivel chairs are well designed and arranged. Although the seats inside are almost full, this transparent layout does not appear to be so crowded.

"Sir? There are still seats over there. I'll take you there?"

Seemingly seeing Wang Hao's confusion, a waitress approached and asked Wang Hao if he needed to take a seat?

Today's bar is newly opened. In order to attract popularity, the boss specifically explained that you can come in without spending money, but the premise is that you can't occupy a seat.

But if you are willing to spend, you can sit directly.

"it is good."

Wang Hao nodded and followed the waitress in a miniskirt.

Of course, he also knew that there was a saying of low consumption when he was seated, but with tens of millions of money in his pocket, what did it matter to spend a few bottles of wine?

After sitting on the right side of a double seat, Wang Hao took the menu handed over by the waitress.

After holding back a glance, he said directly: "First, two boxes of Snowflakes, two boxes of Corona, two boxes of Budweiser, fruits, melon seeds, snacks and so on, you can look at them."

Hearing his words, the waitress was stunned for a moment, but then she came to her senses and hurriedly turned her upturned buttocks and walked away quickly.

One person definitely can't drink so much, maybe Wang Hao has other friends coming?

Perhaps it was because of the membership card that I swiped [-] at random. The service efficiency of the waitress was very high, and all the things Wang Hao ordered were brought up in a short while.

The beer had just been opened and a sip was taken when the band came on stage.

"Ah! Lin Feng! It's Lin Feng!"

As a young man with a guitar came onto the stage, there was a burst of screaming in the bar, and the fanatical atmosphere made many people look sideways.

Perhaps in order to cater to the hot atmosphere of the bar, this young man named Lin Feng sang a fast-paced piece similar to rap,

The unique electric sound of the electric guitar combined with the heavy bass from the drummer, coupled with the intense timbre played by the electric bass, immediately raised the atmosphere of the bar by another octave.

"another one!"

"Ah! Lin Feng! I love you!"

"Damn it, you are indeed the prince of electronic music, this opening is too explosive!"

Wang Hao couldn't help but feel a little curious about the constant praise and screams coming from his ears.

"Is this person hot?"

Just as he subconsciously took out his mobile phone to find out the identity of this man named Lin Feng, a voice suddenly came from beside him.

"That's right, this guy is really popular, especially the electronic music, he's like a thief, no matter which bar he goes to, he can set off a wave of fiery frenzy."

Hearing this, Wang Hao subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw a young man about 24 or [-] years old appearing in the seat beside him at some point.

He was wearing a black coat, a pair of washed white jeans on the lower body, and a pair of dirty sneakers on his feet.

Paired with that unruly long hair, a "slutty boy" temperament could not help exuding from him.

At this moment, Wang Hao's interest suddenly shifted to the young man in front of him.

"Dude? What's your name?"

"I am the second child in my family, and the brothers who used to play together all called me the second brother, but now I am down."

The young man replied with a wry smile, then pointed to the beer on the table.

"Second brother?" Wang Hao raised his eyebrows subconsciously, and waved his hand without hesitation: "Drink, meeting is fate, drink enough! Eat enough!"

For some reason, Wang Hao suddenly saw his past from the young man in front of him.

Down and out...but ambitious!

I always feel that I only need a small chance to climb to the top, but the reality is always a little bit closer!

And this little bit is like an insurmountable gap!

After drinking a bottle of snowflakes, the young man's face flushed slightly, and his eyes on the stage became a little blurred.

Wang Hao picked up another bottle and handed it to him: "Go on, I've already said enough alcohol, drink tonight, I'll treat you."

"Fuck, big brother is bright enough!"

The young man withdrew his gaze, reached out to take the wine bottle, and waved at Wang Hao.

Wang Hao smiled slightly, picked up a bottle for himself, pointed at the mouth of the bottle and opened it directly.

Gudong... Gudong... Gudong...

Another song on the stage ended. The stimulation of electronic music and the flickering lights made the atmosphere in the bar more and more hot, and the feeling of thirst continued to rise.

Before he knew it, all the wine that Wang Hao called had bottomed out.

Looking up to drink the last sip of wine, the young man glanced at the empty wine bottle on the ground, and looked away from the dancing female dancer on the stage.

"Fuck? Brother? No more wine!"

"Haha," Wang Hao laughed suddenly, looked at the waitress at the side, and ordered: "Go, serve wine to my second brother!"

Chapter 143 Going to Record Songs, the Messenger Music Studio Hidden in the City

At 03:30 in the morning, the bar was closed.

The two who still didn't drink to their heart's content went to a night market stall and drank until dawn.

Wang Hao no longer remembers how much he drank that night, he only remembers that the system's "thousand drinks without getting drunk" effect seems to have passed.

And he seemed to be drunk at some point!

It was a pair of strong arms that dragged him to the bed...

……

When he opened his eyes again, Wang Hao's first impression was cold, the surrounding environment seemed to be very humid, and the sound of water droplets could be vaguely heard.

Through the reflected light coming in from the window, Wang Hao found that he should be lying on a bed, and there was a figure beside him.

The heavy snoring made him slowly recall the scene of last night, and the identity of the man beside him gradually emerged in his mind.

"Second brother?"

Wang Hao called out tentatively.

"Hmm~" The figure responded, turned towards him, and muttered, "What are you calling? It's still early, let's go to bed later."

As he spoke, the snoring sounded again,

"Wipe..." Wang Hao couldn't help but frowned at the oncoming smell of alcohol. He subconsciously turned his back on the young man who claimed to be the second brother,

But after lying down for a while, after thinking about it, he turned over again and let his butt lean against the wall, only thinking that this would give him a stronger sense of security.

……

Soon, the sun was rising.

The light outside the window gradually brightened, and just as Wang Hao was about to reach out to open the curtains, a crumpled cigarette was suddenly handed over to him.

"One?" A hoarse voice rang in his ears.

"No smoking, it's too choking."

Wang Hao shook his head, rejected the cigarette, and stretched his hand towards the curtain again.

In his previous life, he liked to take one if he had nothing to do, but since he transmigrated into this body, he cherished this hard-won health very much.

You can drink alcohol, but never smoke.

"Crash..."

With a sound, the curtains opened wide, and the dazzling sunlight poured in like a naughty little fish.

Wang Hao heaved a sigh of relief first, but then couldn't help frowning.

I didn't pay attention to it before, why does the environment in this room look like a garbage dump?

Wine bottles and cigarette cases all over the floor even covered the original white tiled floor, and a pungent smell like vomit kept pouring into his nasal cavity, which made him cough violently.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Fuck? Second brother? You, this land is a pigsty, right?"

Wang Hao couldn't help but got up and opened the window. With the influx of fresh air outside the window, the pungent smell in the room finally weakened a lot.

"Hahahahaha..."

As if seeing Wang Hao's embarrassment, the young man burst into laughter: "How is it? I knew that big stars like you can't adapt to the environment of my buddies."

Wang Hao was stunned for a moment: "You know me?"

As the smoke lingered, the young man rolled his eyes: "Che, I'm afraid you are not joking. If I don't even know Brother Hao, who has been in the fire recently, then I don't need to hang out in this circle."

"Hey?" Wang Hao looked him up and down, quite surprised: "You are also in the entertainment industry? Which company? What path are you going? Are you an actor?"

The reason why there is such a guess as an actor is actually because Wang Hao saw the few books on the bedside.

"Actor's Self-cultivation"

"On How to Be a Good Actor"

"The Reality of Acting"

……

Wang Hao was born in a major, and he has already memorized these books by heart, so he knows very well that these three books are recognized as the three-piece set that actors must have.

"I'm not signed to a company, and I'm not a professional actor. I'm just making a living."

The young man shook his head, subconsciously glanced to the corner.

Wang Hao looked along his line of sight, and saw a fiery red electric guitar quietly leaning on the shelf. It was not stained with any dust, obviously because it was often wiped.

At this moment, Wang Hao suddenly remembered the electric guitar player he saw in the bar last night.

"Prince of electronic music, Lin Feng..."

He turned his head subconsciously, wanting to ask something, but the sadness in the young man's eyes suppressed his words.

"You haven't told me yet, what's your name?" Wang Hao changed the subject.

The young man put out the cigarette butt, stuffed his head into the bed, and responded in a low voice: "Xiao Zhicheng, you can also call me second brother like everyone else."

"Xiao Zhicheng..."

Wang Hao vaguely felt that the name seemed familiar, but when he subconsciously prepared to search the Internet, he found that the phone had turned off at some point.

After helplessly giving up his thoughts, he simply lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walking on the floor densely covered with beer bottles and cigarette cases.

After fumbling and pressing the switch, the light in the room brightened up.

When Wang Hao was looking for the charger cable, a voice suddenly sounded on the bed: "Where are you going? Didn't you say that the drinking tube is enough? Why? You want to say something but don't believe it?"

"Fuck? You haven't had enough?"

The corner of Wang Hao's mouth couldn't help twitching. He had already remembered that this guy drank his nearly 10 yuan worth of wine!

At first it was just beer, but later it was red wine and white wine, and the waiter's molars were exposed.

"How can there be enough wine? There are no three meals a day, my buddy is itchy."

"6..."

Wang Hao shook his head helplessly, and explained casually: "I still have something to do, let's continue next time, alas! I don't know where there is a private recording studio open to the public in Shanghai."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Xiao Zhicheng sat up suddenly, his voice raised a bit, "Do you want to record a song?"

"Yes," Wang Hao nodded, not hiding anything from him: "The fourth episode of Extreme Challenge will be broadcast on Sunday, and I promised Director Yan that the song sung in the show will be uploaded to Cool Music simultaneously."

"It's raining all the time?"

"Yes, that's the one!"

"The song is pretty good. It sang the life trajectory of a scumbag. I didn't expect you to have experience in this field. I admire, admire!"