Ning Yuechan is now increasingly convinced Sha Zhengyang's words. She doesn't even realize this. She will not doubt what Sha Zhengyang said.

This situation was simply unimaginable half a month ago, and Sha Zhengyang's performance in the past half month completely conquered her.

"Brother Zhengyang, can it really work?" He Wei was also full of interest in college. He and Ning Yuechan had both repeated the exams or failed the exams. He was particularly sensitive to this. Unlike a top student like Sha Zhengyang who passed the exam, he naturally didn't have so many feelings.

"Can I still deceive you? The more the economy develops, the more specialized training courses in business administration will increase, and there will be opportunities at that time."

Sha Zhengyang can't remember when domestic universities offered EMBA courses, but it should have been around 2000. And the more decent universities offered this course, it even became a bit of a gimmick to make money.

Of course, if you want to apply for an EMBA, at least you have to obtain a college degree or a bachelor's degree or above. However, it is easy to obtain a college degree or a bachelor's degree, and it is not too easy to have a part-time degree.

The bar is located in a small alley. In this era, there are too many streets and alleys that have not yet been renovated. This kind of bar can be found in niche, non-mainstream, and more of the favorites of some literary youths.

Unlike the streets like Sanlitun many years later, they have actually become commercial embellishments with literary and artistic skins.

When Sha Zhengyang and his group arrived, there were not many people in the bar. It was estimated that the time for this kind of bar would be served later, and perhaps there were only so many people.

The scattered guests either surrounded the bar, sat alone for a drink, or whispered, and the low and melodious blues echoed in the space, which surprised Sha Zhengyang. There were not many people who could play blues in this era.

Seeing a few people who obviously did not belong to this occasion come in, some people raised their eyes and continued their topics, while others simply didn't even bother to look at them. It was this strange aura that made Sha Zhengyang feel very comfortable.

Of course, someone came over, "Brothers, who do you want?"

I saw at a glance that I was not here to consume and asked whom I was looking for.

"Look for Brother Cui." Sha Zhengyang said calmly: "I have made an appointment."

The visitor looked at Sha Zhengyang, and seemed to be a little disbelief, but probably was impressed by Sha Zhengyang's frank gaze, nodded, raised his jaw, "Over there."

Sha Zhengyang and the other two had forgotten their eyes. In a corner of the bar, three or four people were sitting together and talking about something.

Sha Zhengyang took a calm step, He Wei and Ning Yuechan were both a little nervous. On the one hand, they came to a strange environment, and were obviously out of place with their living environment. On the other hand, they were also worried about the negotiations tonight.

"Brother Cui, I am Sha Zhengyang." He saw the face that still looks young at first sight. More than 20 years later, it is still like this, with edges and corners, but it has a little more vicissitudes.

"Oh, here we come, sit down." Lao Cui nodded, saying nothing, "I heard you have something to do with me?"

I went straight and couldn't hear much emotional color, but I wasn't cold either.

Sha Zhengyang felt that it was a bit difficult. Such negotiations themselves could easily make people feel resistant. Sha Zhengyang probably played a role in that classmate Guo Yeshan, otherwise the other party would not be able to meet with his group of people.

These days, the angry young people in literary and artistic past are all strong and strong, and there is not as strong anger as the online angry young people squeezed out by the pressure of life and the injustice of society in a decade or twenty years later.

These days, we should pay attention to being in love, which means being brothers and brothers, and not being in love means not being in love with each other until we die.

"Brother Cui, I am your supporter, but I am not a loyal fan. I like your songs." Sha Zhengyang sat down and thought about how to break the deadlock, otherwise he would fall into a deadlock in a few words and might mess up the matter.

"Oh? What do you like?" Lao Cui asked casually, not caring.

"I have practiced "The Flower House Girl".

What Sha Zhengyang said was the truth.

This song has accompanied him for many years. He likes the taste of this song. He has practiced both Han Lei’s version and Wu Yifan’s version in his previous life, and he has practiced it well. The arrangements are different, so the taste is of course completely different.

In his previous life, Sha Zhengyang liked singing very much and was also a tycoon in his unit. He has never changed with his age. Even if he served as deputy director of the Municipal Party Committee Office, he is still a "literary backbone". As long as it is a karaoke, he will never be afraid.

I met Gao Ze's sister-in-law who was in trouble with the country and the people because of the literary and artistic competitions in the unit, and then became acquainted, but the fate was not long.

Therefore, many people think that Sha Zhengyang is a little disrespectful, and is in a high position and is in his 50s. He actually likes karaoke and can even play some Rap-style songs.

Like Sha Zhengyang, he likes Chinese style very much, including the GAI version of "A Laugh in the Sea" and the Wu Yifan version of "The Flower House Girl".

Sha Zhengyang never thought there was anything wrong with him. He just liked literature and art. At school, he was a good student with both morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and character and academic performance. How could he not even have any literary and artistic cells?

As for singing after work, it is a good thing, it is better than playing cards and drinking.

Old Cui was a little stunned for a moment.

There are too many people who like his songs, but most of them are "Nothing", "Nanniwan", "A Red Cloth" and "Fake Monk". There are also many people who like "The Flower House Girl", but not as many as the previous ones.

And those who dare to say that they have practiced, especially those who dare to say this in front of him, the original author and original singer, must have some confidence.

"Has I practiced?" The few people next to him also heard Sha Zhengyang's words, raised their heads, a little funny, and looked at Sha Zhengyang up and down.

Lao Cui likes a lot of songs, and naturally there are many people who have practiced them. However, if you dare to say that you have practiced them shamelessly, you will rely on something.

"Practice." Sha Zhengyang was full of confidence and was not afraid at all.

He has really practiced it, he has practiced the Han Lei version, and even the Kris Wu version. Of course, he, a man in his forties, can only practice the rap version of the song alone. There is nothing else, he just likes this song.

"Oh, try?" Old Cui also became interested. He didn't expect that someone had greeted someone in Hanchuan to talk about some business cooperation, so he called his friends and just wanted to deal with it. He gave the other party a face, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

"Okay." Sha Zhengyang was not nervous, and stood up with a silence, made a martial arts sport, and after the movement, it made the people around him even more amused. He thought this kid was really interesting, and he would be polite at all.

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Chapter completed!