"Scratch a match to light up the lazy night, spit out a wisp of smoke, and float towards the half-closed window. You jump into the wine glass, and dream of drowning from now on..."

When the first lyrics were sung, a sentimental mood was created, which attracted the audience's emotions.

"Down with dust quickly, don't dirty your eyes, maybe, you have forgotten it while talking and laughing. And I have experienced a vicissitudes of life in my wandering life. Missing requires time, slowly recuperating..."

The natural chorus part is full of poetic lyrics that hit the heart.

Zhao Ziruo listened very carefully and was unwilling to miss a word.

"When I remember the past, I can comfort my heart for a while; when I look back and forth carefully, I suddenly realize that it is ridiculous. Don't worry about the hanging poplars on the shore, your white clothes are just rain in your hair, and I think there is still fragrance afterwards..."

The bar suddenly became very quiet, so quiet that only the slight hoarse singing was floating.

The melody of the song "Yu Xiang" is actually very flat and light, without any complicated twists and turns, and without high notes or sings.

But it is precisely because of this lightness, like mellow wine, which becomes more fragrant over time, can endure taste, and makes people feel endless aftertaste. And it is exactly in line with the atmosphere of Guiyi Bar, most of the guests who come to Jingba to enjoy the entertainment industry come to seek a quiet taste.

If it weren't for singing "Yu Xiang" in a noisy bar, it would definitely be a splash.

"I've finished singing, thank you again for your support."

Chen Lixing stood up and bowed, put on his guitar and stepped down.

It was eight o'clock, and the second resident singer was waiting there and was about to go on stage.

The singer is a woman named "An Yi". She looks like she is in her twenties, with short hair in her ears and a little dignified. She obviously listened to it and asked with envy, "Did you write this song yourself? It's so well written."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Chen Lixing responded, smiled and turned to the background.

Zhao Ziruo woke up and realized that he had not taken out his mobile phone to record the video. He asked anxiously: "Who? Who recorded it?"

The students shook their heads one after another. Usually, who would hold their phones in their hands to record things anytime and anywhere? Who knew that Chen Lixing sang so well?

"ah!"

Zhao Ziruo was a little crazy.

Su Yuanxi said carefully: "Ruoruo, he is not the lead singer of your band. If you want to listen again, just ask him to sing."

"Yes, I almost forgot this."

Zhao Ziruo smiled a little embarrassedly, and had already made up his mind: he would go to the alley tonight and ask Chen Lixing to sing this song "Yu Xiang" several times.

How many times?

At least a dozen times!

What happened to this guy? Suddenly, I took out another new song that sounded so good.

So, how many songs did he write?

Su Yuanxi looked at her with her eyes hooked: "Ruoru, you have changed."

Zhao Ziruo blinked: "Why did I change?"

"You used to like the kind of roaring metallic rock. How do you like this sentimental song now?"

"Ha, that's because you don't know enough about me. Actually, I listen to all kinds of songs, as long as they sound good."

Zhao Ziruo made a statement.

"Yeah?"

Su Yuanxi expressed doubts, but what Chen Lixing sang just now was really nice. After listening to it, I felt like I wanted to listen to it again, or even the singles were looped.

...

At night, Yanjing is full of traffic, like a huge machine, running endlessly and never stops.

In the Baiyun Hotel, the third floor banquet living room, Guo Ai sat in the private room waiting, his expression gradually became impatient.

After a while, the appointment finally arrived. It was a man in his forties with a shiny forehead and a slightly bulging belly: "Oh, the traffic jam on the road is too late. Please forgive me."

Guo Ai had a formula-like smile on her face: "Mr. Yue, you are polite, I have just arrived for a while."

The man waved his hand: "I'll be disgusted by calling Mr. Yue. I'll give you face and call him "Brother Gang."

"Okay, Brother Gang, please order food."

Brother Gang held the dish and ordered a few items, saying, "Actually, I should go to your bar to talk, that's the best, but I'm really too busy recently, so I can only choose Baiyun nearby."

Guo Ai said: "It's okay, it's the same wherever you talk."

Brother Gang coughed: "Okay, Mr. Guo is not only beautiful, but also generous. Since that's the case, I will open the skylight and speak loudly. The band can free up a day at the end of the month and sing for one show, one hundred thousand."

"One hundred thousand? The price is a bit high."

"Haha, Mr. Guo, you should know the situation of our pin band. The current market is only high and not low. To be honest, this is already a friendship price. It is not your face, and the band is not willing to go to the bar to sing."

Brother Gang said slowly.

Guo Ai was silent.

The Pin Band turned out to be just an underground band and once sang in Guiyi Bar for a while. But at the beginning of this year, the band's song "Love is a Dose of Medicine" suddenly became popular and became popular.

Whether it is a singer or a band, they mainly rely on their works to speak. Only with their works can they become famous.

With fame, there will be a market.

The bar market business is fierce. In addition to its own hardware factors, it also pays attention to the humanistic bonus of music. A high-level resident singer can increase the number of repeat customers. In addition, activities have to be held from time to time to create an atmosphere and increase fame.

The only way to conduct activities is to invite bands of singers and bands with certain reputations in the circle to perform.

This is equivalent to holding a small offline concert, which can attract many new customers to consume.

It is easy to find an ordinary resident singer, but a singer with a certain reputation or a band who has a cost-effectiveness, will have to go through a lot of trouble.

In Yanjing, there are quite a few high-end bars. In contrast, regardless of scale, fame, or geographical location, Guiyi Bar is barely considered mid-range.

The bar business is sloppy, and it’s okay on holidays, but the traffic is not enough in normal times.

So Guo Ai wanted to invite the suddenly popular pin band to the bar to sing, but he didn't expect the other party's market to rise so much.

She can afford this money, the key is that business is business, and business that is not cost-effective is not worth it. In fact, the popularity of the pin band is relatively important. In terms of traffic, it may not be as good as the third-tier singers in the music industry. Or invite those outdated stars to perform, which is almost the same price.

Brother Gang, the agent of the pin band, drank tea and said slowly: "Mr. Guo, if you really want the band to sing, please make sure as soon as possible. There are several companies outside that are inviting, which is really busy."

As he was talking, his cell phone rang and answered it. After listening to a few words, his eyes lit up: "Huatian Music Festival? Do you want to invite a band to be a special guest?... There is a schedule, there must be... OK! OK! OK!"

He was so excited that his face turned red, he hung up and stood up and said, "Mr. Guo, I'm sorry. The organizing committee of Huatian Music Festival called and invited the band to perform. You know, that is a rock music festival that is ranked first in China, and the band couldn't refuse it at all. I have to rush back immediately and ask the band to prepare for it. I can only see the next chance to sing in the bar. Sorry."

As he said that, he turned around and walked out.
Chapter completed!