Urban God-level Selection System

Qin Ziyou and the band came to the stage.

The lead singer looked angry: "Manager, you can't ignore this matter. Who is responsible for the tip she got from singing?

This is clearly to grab money! "

As everyone knows, as the resident singer here, the salary is only a small head, and the big head is the boss.

If they are happy, it is not a problem to pay 10,000 or 20,000 at a time.

More importantly, you may receive invitations for banquets and stages later, which will make you even more.

There are a lot more big bosses today than in the past.

The first is Boss Yang in real estate, Boss Zhang in the financial field...etc.

Assets in the hundreds of millions.

Qin Ziyou is here to grab the limelight at this time, is it all because of these people?

This woman usually looks innocent, but in fact it is not so insidious! The more the lead singer thinks, the more angry.

The manager said: "This is really wrong, but the above insists on keeping her here, and I can't help it."

"At best, I can only report this matter. As for how to deal with it, it is not within my scope of responsibility."

"Well, that would trouble you."

Stepping onto the stage again, Qin Ziyou clearly heard the questions from the audience.

"Why is the lead singer of Huaer Band changed to You Meng?"

"Is it because of this just now."

"However, if this band is paired with Ziyou, will the effect be very good?"

...Qin Ziyou took the microphone and said, "Perhaps you will be surprised why I am standing on this stage again."

"Actually, I was singing a song for a special guest here."

"Without him, this song would not have been born.

Here I want to express my deep gratitude to him. "

"For the time being, I will call this song "Sansheng III"" The violin rang slightly, and the slight drum beat quietly...The prelude to the music came slowly.

When this music sounded, the beautiful and unique melody had made everyone shut their mouths and listened quietly.

There has never been a song that can make their hearts so pure and thorough.

The backstage lead singer was so surprised that she couldn't speak: "Is this written by her?

? "

The manager laughed: "It seems that there is no need to report. This effect alone is already very good."

Writing lyrics for a song seems to be a very simple matter, especially compared to the arrangement.

However, it is very difficult to fill in the words to be expressed in the mood of the tune, especially for such a complicated piece of music.

No matter how you fill it in, it seems that you can't reach the eternal mood.

No matter how many times it is filled, there will always be feelings that have not been expressed.

Qin Ziyou and Zhou Xue used nearly a week of intermittent days and nights to fill in.

Although it is still not perfect, it is already their best masterpiece.

Qin Ziyou spoke softly, and Tian Lai's voice sang the first and second lyrics along with the music... This time, everyone in the audience was completely quiet and intoxicated.

Some people raised their wine glasses and forgot to drink, some people shed tears inexplicably without any sadness, and some people traced back to the past a long time ago...The waiters are no longer busy with work, but stand like a sculpture for a long time. Dumbfounded.

The singing was passed to the bar, and the bartender repeatedly wiped the goblet in his hand while listening to the music. He forgot that he had wiped it dozens of times...This song completely made them forget the prosperity of the world. To the best moment of your own life.

Standing in the noisy city, under the city's feasting and endless desires, it seems that Mochizuki Bar has completely escaped.

Quietly, gently, enveloped in a unique magic of music.

Inside Mochizuki Bar, a remote corner.

Zhang Wanlin tilted his leg and lit a cigarette.

In the smoky atmosphere, under the music, he is as noble as a king.

With a smile, he looked at the woman on the stage. This poem was filled in very well.

For nearly 4 minutes, the music slowly fell to the beautiful curtain, and Qin Ziyou's singing came to an abrupt end.

She bowed on the stage: "Thank you everyone for your patience to listen to my song, thank you.

I want to thank the most important friend in my life, thank you very much. "

Her eyes clearly fell on Zhang Wanlin, who smiled at her.

There was no sound in the audience for half of the time, and finally seemed to react, and applause came like a tide.

"Sing well! Sing well! It's great!"

"I have never heard such a nice song."

"Can you sing one more song, just one song..." and so on, applause one after another.

Waiters kept handing big bouquets of flowers and tips.

Tips vary, the minimum is 1,000, then 10,000, 20,000, and even 100,000 upwards.

Each guest almost kept spending money.

They keep the most sincere touch in their hearts. What does it matter to them no matter how much money they spend?

The scene was a little messy for a while.

Qin Ziyou was overwhelmed and wanted to go down quickly, but he kept tipping.

This is an unprecedented scene in Mochizuki Bar, unprecedented.

As she agreed, she looked at Zhang Wanlin, for fear that he would slip away alone.

There was no one in that corner anymore, and her heart slammed.

Did he leave early?

She couldn't help but think sadly.

A waiter handed over a 100: "It was a gentleman who deliberately asked me to hand it over to you.

It seems to be your fan. "

Qin Ziyou took it quickly, and sure enough, there was a card in the money: waiting for you outside.

The original lead singer of the Hua'er band saw so many tips, he was envious, but he was helpless. After all, this was an expression of the strength of others, and he was convinced.

If he had such a song, he would definitely receive such an honor.

The manager said on the side: "You said, should we hire Qin Ziyou as the contracted lead singer here?"

"what?"

The lead singer was taken aback: "Then what should I do?"

"Are you still in your old position."

The manager laughed.

After a long time, Qin Ziyou returned to the backstage from the chaos, looking very anxious.

She came to the lead singer of the Flower Band: "Senior, I'm very sorry for taking up so much of your time."

She took out a black plastic bag, these are the tips just put.

She couldn't fit it in her bag.

"Senior, these are the tips just now. They should be yours. Please accept them."

"what?"

The lead singer can't say a word at all. This bag of money can be hundreds of thousands less, so just give it to him?

"Are you... sure to give us this band?"

"Ok.

You just accept it. "

Qin Ziyou stubbornly pulled his hand and asked him to accept it.

After she left, the manager smiled and said, "What do you think now?

Didn’t you say that others grab your tip? "

The vocalist looked ashamed: "Manager, I seriously propose that Qin Ziyou be the contracted vocalist here! I will be a green leaf for her."

Qin Ziyou hurriedly came out of the backstage without taking off his makeup.