The sword wolf on the stage is not a singer in the Poplar Forest. Although he occasionally gets rewards from customers, it can only cost 300 or 500 yuan at most.

He has never been given a record of being rewarded with tens of thousands of yuan once.

"Okay, OK sir, I'll do it for you now!"

After picking up the money, the waiter quickly ran to the bar, handed over the money to the counter and said a few words, then called two helpers.

The three waiters began to hang flower baskets on the side of the stage.

[Why do you fear the romantic life in the glorious years...why do you fear the romantic life.]

Luo Xiaolin on the stage was stunned and could hardly believe that so many flower baskets were given to him.

He saw that the three waiters below were still too busy, and then urgently called two people to come and help.

Seeing the stage covered with flowers, he repeated the last lyrics with a confused look on his face, and even forgot that the singing had ended.

Finally, the band beat the drum beat before he woke him up.

Looking at the audience below, he bowed deeply: "I wonder which boss gave me so much money and was limited in level. I really feel ashamed. Why don't I sing another song and ask you to order a song?"

Lin Yuan stood up and said, "I don't order songs, and I don't want to listen to you singing anymore. Can you ask you to give the stage to my friend? He wrote a new song and was eager to get more opinions."

Dao Lang blushed and was embarrassed and had to agree repeatedly.

"Go, just sing the first snow in 2001, don't be too nervous."

Although Xia Xuan couldn't quite understand the purpose of Lin Yuan's slutty operations.

But some of them sing and some of them are very happy, and even more so when it comes to nervousness.

When singing in Xiaoxiaochuan Bar, there were no more listeners than this Poplar Bar.

On the stage, Daolang waited for Xia Xuan to carry the guitar and shook hands with him before walking down.

Although Lin Yuan's attitude made him unpredictable, he thought he was so generous to give rewards because he liked his singing, but he didn't expect that he just used money to buy him a chance to go on stage.

But this did not affect the arrival of Daolang to thank him.

That was a bounty of 10,000 yuan. If he took out the bar and earned a commission of 7,000 yuan, which was probably equivalent to the money he could earn in a month.

"Thank you sir, you have received too much, I really feel sorry for it."

Lin Yuan smiled like a little fox who glanced at the hen and said meaningfully: "No need to thank you, this is what I owe you."

"Ah, what did you say?"

Lin Yuan shook his head and said, "It's okay, I mean I can chat with me and have a drink for two?"

Daolang usually doesn't drink alcohol, but Lin Yuan is too generous to take action. This requires him as a down-and-out artist, how can he refute the face of the big financial owner?

"I am not as good as I drink, but I have to express my gratitude."

Waving to the waiter, Daolang took the initiative to ask for a dozen Budweiser.

"I'll do it for you!"

He opened a bottle and didn't even need a cup and poured it into his mouth.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but admire him even more. Even if he had a stunning and stunning singing talent, he was so generous. It seemed that his choice was really right.

Gudongdongdong!

After resting for three breaths, a bottle of Budweiser was about to be drunk by the sword wolf.

At this moment, Xia Xuan's singing finally came from the stage.

"The first snow in 2001 came earlier than in previous years. The second-row car parked on the eighth floor took away the last falling yellow leaves..."

puff!
Chapter completed!