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After finalizing the song, the two practiced singing together in the dormitory at night.Fu Wu also asked his parents to send the flute over in a hurry, because he sang Nicholas Tse's "Yellow Race", and there was an exciting and melodious flute sound in it.

"...Yellow race, come to the ground, hold out a new chest, yellow race, walk on the road, the world knows that I am different..."

This song requires a lot of passion and is suitable for a strong man. Fu Wu showed the positive spirit all over his body as soon as he opened his mouth.I look down on all the heroes, and I am the only one in the world.

It was cold outside, and the curtains were drawn, making the dormitory much warmer.Fu Wu only wore a gray sweater. After singing once, he looked at Zhou Ziheng who was sitting on the chair with a smile: "I liked the TV series "Little Fish and Flowers" when I was young. I think Jiang Yuyan is so beautiful. And scary. Nicholas Tse is so handsome, when he sang this song just now, the image of him falling from the sky was in his mind."

Zhou Ziheng leaned on the back of the chair and nodded: "I've watched it too. This drama was killed by Jiang Yuyan and only the title is left. You sing very well, and you will definitely advance directly to the finals."

"Cut. It will hurt me." Fu Wu pulled him up, "It's your turn, it's your turn, it's time for you to practice again." Hearing Zhou Ziheng sing for the first time, Fu Wu was full of anticipation.

Pushed and shoved by Fu Wu, Zhou Ziheng stood up slowly, and began to sing Zhou Chuanxiong's "Twilight" to the lyrics on his mobile phone: "After the whole summer, the sadness is not better. Driving on the road is endless, I feel like I'm leaving myself..."

Fuck you, open your mouth and kneel.

Forbearing and sad, like a lonely figure drifting away in the evening.

Fu Wu didn't expect Zhou Ziheng, who was talented and introverted, to sing so beautifully, he was simply amazed.

Although holding a mobile phone, Zhou Ziheng actually remembered the lyrics, so he sang with his eyes closed.Standing under the lights of the dormitory, his expression was intoxicated, covered with a layer of unspeakable sadness, as if thinking of something sad, he not only sang vicissitudes and sad tunes, but even his whole body exuded longing and pain breath.

Fu Wu was dumbfounded watching and listening, and did not applaud vigorously until Zhou Ziheng finished singing: "Fuck, you sing so well! You can't hide it!"

In fact, Zhou Ziheng was a little nervous singing in front of Fu Wu for the first time, so he closed his eyes and dared not look at anyone. There was a vibrato during the singing, but this did not affect the overall effect, and even added a unique charm.

Fu Wu didn't pay attention to these details, but thought that Zhou Ziheng sang very well, better than some new singers on TV, there is something wrong with his voice not being number one.

"I'm your number one fan. When you win the championship, I'll pull the banner for you."

Zhou Ziheng remembered that the night Fu Wu was drunk, he said that after winning the singer contest, he asked Zhou Ziheng to be a bodyguard.Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smiled slightly: "Then it's just the two of us fighting against each other on the stage?"

"Let's make a 'Wu Heng Brother' combination."

The two were giggling, Zhu Ren and He Yongbei came back from outside.He Yongbei said: "You two are flirting again."

"Ah bah!" Fu Wu said, "We are practicing singing. We signed up for the school's Top Ten Singer Contest, and the competition is about to begin, so let's practice temporarily."

Zhu Ren's small eyes widened and he made a fuss: "Ah, you both signed up? Come on, sing it to me, and I'll check it out for you."

"Secret!" Fu Wu made a gesture of zipping his mouth, "If you want to hear it, go to the scene and cheer for us."

Fu Wu turned around and said to Zhou Ziheng: "By the way, Ziheng, Xiao Jiusi, the senior of the Philosophy Department, is from the school art troupe. He just sent me a message saying that the singer competition is divided into three parts. Find someone to sing, and the final is to sing an original song. If we all make it to the final, we have to hurry up and write songs.”

"Okay, no problem. We'll start to think about it when we get into the semi-finals." Zhou Ziheng didn't have the chance to be with Fu Wu when he performed the drama "La Traviata" before, so he cherishes this opportunity to sing together very much, his eyes are full of Merry light.

His family fell behind, and Zhou Ziheng fell into poverty.The money for his college education came from his summer job and applying for national student loans.After arriving at Xun'an University, others happily lived a happy and worry-free university life, but he still had to worry about living expenses and his sister's tuition and living expenses.

So as soon as he entered college, he started to work part-time, tutoring, distributing leaflets, playing dolls, making milk tea, etc., he has done it all.As long as he can make more money, he is not afraid of hardship and fatigue.Only by letting go of pride can we afford life.

Life gave him a heavy burden, and he endured it upright.

When I was working part-time in a milk tea shop recently, a customer would come over and buy ten cups of the most expensive milk tea in one go, and he said with a smile that he was treating his subordinates to drink.Other colleagues in the milk tea shop told Zhou Ziheng that this customer would only come to buy milk tea when Zhou Ziheng was in the store.

Zhou Ziheng was slightly taken aback. He was familiar with this passenger for a long time, but he didn't expect this level.But he only cared about making money, and didn't care about the rest, so he didn't take his colleagues' words to heart.

After work that day, I walked out of the milk tea shop and met the customer at the entrance of the mall.Zhou Ziheng nodded to him because he was familiar with it, and wanted to make a detour through the door next to him.

But the customer took the initiative to take two steps closer, stopped in front of Zhou Ziheng, and said with a smile, "Hello, milk tea brother. Your name is Zhou Ziheng, right?"

"Yes, hello." How did he know my name?

The customer introduced himself with a smile: "I work nearby. My name is Hu Song, Gu Yuehu. Song is the pine tree above the mountain and the pine tree below."

none of my business?Zhou Ziheng glanced at Hu Song suspiciously.

This person is probably in his early 30s. He is not greasy. He has good skin and tidy and clean clothes. Instead of a typical polo shirt and brown pants, he looks rather Japanese. He looks like a person with taste.Compared with other men in their 30s that I usually see, it is much better.

Hu Song saw Zhou Ziheng's vigilance, and smiled: "Don't be nervous. Your colleagues and I have known you before. You are a college student, right? Do you have time to chat?"

It was past ten o'clock, Zhou Ziheng didn't want to waste time here, he just wanted to run back to the dormitory, and saw Fu Wu with clear eyes and bright smile.But this customer always came to patronize the business, and he couldn't lower his face, and refused directly, and said, "What's the matter, please? I'm going back in a hurry."

"Or else, I'll drive you back to your university, and we'll talk slowly in the car."

What?Zhou Ziheng frowned, and instinctively said, "No need. If you have anything to say, talk now." Looking at Hu Song's eyes, he felt that something was wrong. First he bought milk tea for no reason, then chatted, and then sent him home.What exactly do you want?Is there any improper attempt?

Seeing that Zhou Ziheng was in a hurry and his face was flushed, Hu Song thought it was funny and couldn't help laughing: "You are so cute. Don't be afraid, I am not a bad person."

Bad guys still call themselves bad guys?

Zhou Ziheng felt quite speechless, took two steps back, looked down at Hu Song who was more than ten years older than himself, said nothing, but had a serious expression, clearly asking the other party to talk about something, and get out if nothing happened.

"You can't stand in the way of the entrance and exit. Come on, let's go outside."

Zhou Ziheng hesitated for a moment, thinking that I don't believe he would dare to mess around in public.He is not as tall or as strong as me, and he can't beat me even if he fights.So I followed Hu Song to the spacious field outside. It was late at this time, and there were not many people in the square.

"Mr. Hu, if you have anything to say, please speak up, I'm in a hurry."

"Then let me make a long story short. I know you are a good boy. It's not easy for a college student to work part-time. I admire you very much. But think about it, it's only five or sixty yuan for an hour in a milk tea shop. I'm tired and can't make money. I started Bar, how about you work as a bartender in my bar? I'll give you 60 an hour."

three hundred!Zhou Ziheng's three or four days of part-time jobs can only add up so much, but now he can get so much in an hour?

Faced with the temptation that fell from the sky, Zhou Ziheng was moved.It turned out that Hu Song came to him for this reason. He had thought too much before, but he had never been to a bar before, so he said frankly: "But I...I don't know how to make drinks."

"No, you can learn. You didn't know how to make milk tea at the beginning, and now you don't know how to do it anymore? College students are very smart. Or you can sing in bars, can you sing? Come to sing at night, and I will give you three hundred."

This surprise was too great, and Zhou Ziheng was in full bloom, but he did not lose his mind.You know, there is no free lunch in the world, and there may be tricks hidden in it, so we should not take it lightly.

After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Why do you pay me such a high salary? Whether it's a bartender or a resident singer, you can't get so much money for an hour."

The corner of Hu Song's mouth couldn't hold back a smile: "Others can't take it, but you are definitely worth it. Let me tell you the truth, I think you will bring better and more business to my bar. Look at your milk tea shop, this milk tea shop is very popular. If you go to my bar, I will definitely earn more, mutual benefit. If the business is better, I will give you a salary increase. How about it?"

I see.Zhou Ziheng knew that his handsome appearance brought him many conveniences, but he never took advantage of it on purpose.Since he was 12 years old, he has known that to live a good life, one must rely on real skills.

"Don't think I'm a bad person, of course I'm not a very good person. I just want to make more money, and you can also earn more money for living expenses."

The impoverished Zhou Ziheng decides to work in a bar. The more money he makes, the better his sister and grandmother in his hometown can live.He adopted a roundabout tactic and did not immediately agree: "Thank you Mr. Hu, I will think about it tonight and give you an answer tomorrow."

Hu Song had met more people than Zhou Ziheng had read, so he could tell at a glance that Zhou Ziheng would definitely agree to this condition.He whistled happily and said, "Don't call you yours, call me Brother Song. Then you should think about it tonight. Yo, it's ten forty, how do you go back?"

"I'll take the bus." Zhou Ziheng calculated in his mind when he could save up to five thousand, and paid off the money owed to his uncle and aunt first, so as to prevent them from chasing debts every now and then.

"Is there a bus at this late hour? It's cold, let me take you back. My car is parked outside."

"No, not really."

"Aren't I afraid of losing my cash cow?" Hu Song laughed loudly in the way social people are used to laughing, "But since you are still not at ease, I won't send you off. There will be a long time in the future. Let's add a WeChat first. , feel free to contact me if you have any questions.”

After adding WeChat, Zhou Ziheng rushed towards the bus stop, feeling that his life was getting better day by day.