It was noon when Han Jue arrived at the bar [Entry of Alley].

It rained today. Although there was no venomous sun, it was stuffy. When Han Jue entered the bar, his forehead was covered with sweat.

Han Jue wiped his sweat, put the guitar in his arms on the table closest to the door, and placed the umbrella in the umbrella stand.

There were no guests in the bar, not even bartenders and waiters.

Zhang Yiman was sitting at the bar, talking to a middle-aged man. There was no one else around.

Zhang Yiman tied her red hair into a ponytail. Although her clothes are not as dazzling as they were on camera, even ordinary casual clothes can be worn by Zhang Yiman to look like a big brand.

"Uncle Li, this is my pioneering disciple, just help me." Zhang Yiman kept shaking his shoulders, his hands seemed to be boneless, and he was thrown out of order. He could only tell from his tone that Zhang Yiman seemed to be acting coquettish.

Han Jue watched from behind, frightened by the unique spoiled act in front of him, and stopped.

He was not sure if the girls in this world were acting like this.

"Uncle Li has never hired a rapper in this bar." The middle-aged man poured himself a glass of water behind the counter and said with a wry smile.

"It's better! The rapper I invited for the first time is at this level. Uncle Li, you've made a lot of money! You've heard the song "Slave" recently! It was sung by my apprentice!" Zhang Yiman picked up the milk in front of him, stood up and leaned out to clink the cup, as if everything was settled after clinking the cup.

The middle-aged man named Li was shocked and hid far away with a water cup, refusing to clink with Zhang Yiman.

Zhang Yiman was very sad when he saw that his unfavorable negotiation method was useless, and he was about to cry with a pout.

Middle-aged people have a headache. Every time they get clinked by Zhang Yiman from childhood, Zhang Yiman will make it a promise, and then they will depend on you. Once they don’t clink, she will cry until you take the initiative to clink with her.

When Han Jue saw this scene, he rushed forward with a quick step.

Of course, he didn't rush up to help Zhang Yiman vent his anger. He thought he couldn't afford to lose this person, and he was going to stop Zhang Yiman.

Seeing that Zhang Yiman wanted to help him get an opportunity for commercial performance, he planned to go over and thank the boss after the matter was completed, but suddenly he saw Zhang Yiman crying like a scoundrel, and felt a lot of burden in his heart, so he quickly came over to stop Zhang Yiman from crying.

Joke, even if I got the chance in the end, Han Jue was not embarrassed to ask for it.

"Teacher Zhang!" Han Jue's qi sank the dantian and walked over quickly while shouting.

"Ah, uncle, are you here?" After seeing Han Jue, Zhang Yiman immediately stopped the aggrievances he had prepared, and happily greeted Han Jue with a smile on his face.

"Have you eaten yet? If not, let's go to have a meal first." Han Jue also heard it roughly and knew that the bar would not invite rappers.

This bar is made of wooden structure, with a retro atmosphere that doesn't match rap. Han Jue's good personality will never force anyone to do.

Of course, the main reason is that I don’t want to see if Zhang Yiman will have a more advanced version of the kid-like rogue.

"No! Wait! The teacher said that I'll give you a chance!" Zhang Yiman drank the milk in the cup generously and said boldly. He didn't know that the circle of his upper lips was white and he had no momentum at all.

Han Jue's body collapsed and he was thinking about how to persuade him. Zhang Yiman said bluntly that it was completely embarrassing Han Jue. Han Jue felt a little helpless, but he was also a little grateful.

The middle-aged man was also helpless, but he suddenly saw the guitar box on Han Jue's back.

"Oh, aren't you rap?" the middle-aged man said in surprise. If the guitar box was a guitar, not a sniper rifle part, then Han Jue wouldn't be here to rap today?

Zhang Yiman also turned around and looked at it, and saw the guitar behind Han Jue.

"Oh, you really don't rap?" Zhang Yiman said in surprise, then looked complicated.

Last night she heard that Han Jue had made great progress and had already had works, Zhang Yiman was in a very complicated mood.

She has never liked to lie, but she cannot undermine her enthusiasm and self-confidence of [Kaoshan Disciple] and [Temporary Pseudo-boyfriend]. After the broadcast of the program "Let's Fall in Love", she received "love secrets" provided by many netizens.

One of them is [Don’t hurt your boyfriend’s self-confidence, give more encouragement].

She has always been particularly disliked to say things against her will to each other, but now, she has encountered the biggest difficulties in her life in front of Han Jue.

Finally, Chapter Yiman came up with a solution.

Just when Han Jue went to get the guitar, Zhang Yiman hung up the phone!

Then he sent a text message saying, "Suddenly I want to go out to eat ice cream! Let's talk about it tomorrow!" Then he really ran out without his cell phone.

After Han Jue came back with a guitar with full confidence, he saw a text message that made him sad.

His performance was avoided by a silly girl with an IQ comparable to a Husky?

Han Jue tried his best to fight back, but no one answered.

When he received a text message from Zhang Yiman the next day, saying that he had an opportunity to make money, Han Jue decisively brought the guitar, just like a soldier holding a gun, and with a storm of faith, he went to his destination with great momentum.

He didn't believe that his talent for cheating could not allow him to complete this B, and he could not scare the local natives.

So, when the middle-aged man asked Han Jue, "Aren't you rap?", Han Jue patted the guitar box in his hand and said:

“Rap is just my hobby, actually I…”

"Oh, uncle, why are you like a child?" Zhang Yiman said angrily that Han Jue looked like a child.

The middle-aged uncle's eyes lit up and he quickly said, "Ah, Han Jue, right? He has long admired Daming, how about it, how is the guitar level? Show off his skills?"

Uncle Li thought of a wonderful solution. He was embarrassed to directly refuse the daughter of his friend who had grown up since childhood, but when Zhang Yiman heard that Han Jue wanted to play and sing, he looked very nervous. If Han Jue didn't sing and rap songs, he could use the excuse of not being good at his level and reject Han Jue.

You should know that his store is not a miscellaneous bar. It has always invited singers or bands who are already famous but still have a desire for music to perform seven days a week. Even the guests who are warm-up are music practitioners who are not well-known in the music circle but are serious about music.

To be honest, if it weren't for Zhang Yiman's face, the boss would have refused without thinking.

"No, no, uncle, don't worry about Uncle Li's words, just sing and rap." Zhang Yiman felt that Uncle Li's suggestions were inappropriate, and he insisted that Han Jue only sang and rap songs.

However, Han Jue made a gesture to Zhang Yiman as "Don't be impatient", then put the guitar box on the side of the table, took out the guitar and walked towards the small performance stand on the side of the counter.

When Han Jue opened the guitar box, the boss turned around to help Han Jue debug the audio.

The boss turned on this valuable audio set, just to make Han Jue’s flaws have nowhere to hide!

Han Jue sat on a stool in the center.

He sat there, stepping on the shelf under the stool with one foot, pleasing to the eye. His style has risen, it depends on his level.

[This may attract many girls to come and spend.] The boss thought.

Han Jue sat there, holding the guitar and pondering. It was obvious that Han Jue became melancholy from the beginning of standing on the stage. His drooping eyelids and relaxed shoulders showed that Han Jue was not concerned about everything around him at this moment and could not be excited about everything.

After looking at a stain on his shoes for a while, he stretched out a finger and poked the microphone on the microphone stand.

There was a sound of puffing sound from the surrounding sound.

Zhang Yiman left the bar and sat in front of a table closest to Han Jue.

"Come on, uncle!" Zhang Yiman punched hard, and his ponytail jumped gently.

Since Han Jue has his own choice, he can only encourage him afterwards. This should be the case whether he is a teacher or a girlfriend!

Han Jue smiled and pulled the guitar twice.

Han Jue casually tweaked the guitar, lowered his head, and brewed.

Then it seemed almost done, Han Jue pressed the strings with his hand, and the lingering sound slowly disappeared, and the bar was quiet.

Zhang Yiman was facing Han Jue, waiting for the battle. The boss held his elbow and waited lazily to pick Han Jue's thorn.

The strings were suddenly plucked, and a melody tilted out from Han Jue's fingertips.

It's organized and interesting.

The middle-aged boss raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Yiman was even more unprepared. She looked at Han Jue's skillful fingering and didn't even have time to think deeply about whether Han Jue was lying to her before, so she stared at Han Jue intently and enjoyed the unexpected music.

Han Jue ignored the thoughts of the only two listeners in the audience. He was already immersed in the memories in his mind. Then, Han Jue closed his eyes and sang softly, using a feeling of being able to stop at once. His face was clearly smiling as if he had seen a beautiful past, but it made people feel that this smile was particularly fragile:

【Once an accident, he and her fell in love

In an era where you won't hesitate]

Han Jue's mid-bass sound is full of regret and attachment. The guitar also turns from the initial lightness, in line with the singer's emotions, to sadness.

...

【I can't forget your love

But the ending is difficult to change

I couldn't keep you

Not like he can give you one

Looking forward to the future

Childish boy]

...

The chorus part appeared so early, full of powerlessness, but ended up regretting.

Han Jue still closed his eyes, but frowned.

【Your care is always carried with you

Open the place where no one is...]

When Han Jue sang this sentence, his breath began to become unstable. The guitar suddenly lost its weight and became messy.

Han Jue simply stopped the guitar. He took a deep breath, held his breath, and then wanted to exhale quietly.

However, the microphone was right in front of his mouth, and Han Jue's trembling sigh floated in every corner, and the entire bar was clearly audible.

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Chapter completed!