Chapter 3 Strived Opportunities
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Only once, Chen Ming fell in love with the feeling of being on the stage.
It seems that he was born for the stage!
"Well, how to eat?"
After laughing, Chen Ming looked at the only few yuan left into trouble.
"Forget it, go back first!"
Chen Ming put a few yuan back in his pocket and walked slowly in the direction of home.
Chen Ming lived in the slums of the city, and the low-rent housing outside the Third Ring Road of Yuncheng only needs 300 to 400 yuan a month.
Except for food, clothing, housing and transportation, the salary of the bar can be spared.
And all the surplus money was used to buy tickets for today's concert. Fortunately, today's concert was not achieved without gain!
After walking for a full hour, Chen Ming vaguely saw his home.
Fortunately, there were snacks with stalls on the roadside. Chen Ming bought a few steamed buns with all his savings, hot food in the lower abdomen, and finally recovered some energy.
When I opened the door, a moldy and rotten smell penetrated into the mouth of the nose, choking the nose.
Chen Ming frowned and cleaned the room, so he lay in bed and fell asleep.
At noon the next day, Chen Ming opened his eyes in a daze and looked at the layout of the room. He accepted his fate. He really crossed through time and couldn't go back for the time being.
Chen Ming simply washed up and went out to the bar.
The afternoon bar was very quiet, with almost no guests. Several waiters were tidying up the counter and counting the drinks at the bar by the way.
"Chen Ming."
The bar waiter has a good relationship with Chen Ming. When he sees Chen Ming, he naturally greets him.
At this moment, a bar waiter waved to Chen Ming and motioned Chen Ming to come over.
When Chen Ming walked to the bar, his name naturally appeared in his mind: Li Chong.
"Chen Ming, you are in trouble."
Li Chong glanced around quietly and realized that no one cared about the situation here, so he dared to whisper.
Chen Ming frowned slightly: "Brother Li, what's going on?"
As soon as he crossed the world, what Chen Ming feared most was trouble.
Li Chong approached again: "Sister Yun said that our bar is looking for other singers."
"What about me?"
Chen Ming is in a hurry.
He is a poor man at present. If he loses his job as a bar singer again, he will really sleep on the street!
"You..."
Li Chong looked at Chen Ming in embarrassment and didn't say much.
The meaning is very clear. The new resident singer I found is to replace Chen Ming!
Li Chong sighed, "Chen Ming, don't blame Brother Li for saying that you have been here to sing here for more than a year. Those songs are quite ordinary. In fact, Sister Yun has long had a problem, but looking at your good face, I can stand you for so long."
"Sister Yun also wants to make money!"
Indeed!
Chen Ming was silent, and he couldn't refute it.
For more than a year, many regular customers have found the bar boring and changed places.
Every guest who walks is a loss to the bar!
Raising Chen Ming is purely a loser...
Chen Ming was silent. Li Chong didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
After a long time, Chen Ming looked up and said, "Where is Sister Yun?" I want to talk to her."
Li Chong didn't think much about it. He pointed to the stairs on the second floor: "The soundproof room, I'm singing in the interview!"
"Is the new resident singer also there?"
"Yes, I'm still a woman."
Chen Ming nodded and walked to the second floor.
He can't lose this job!
With the memory in his mind, Chen Ming came outside the soundproof room and hesitated when he raised his hand and knocked on the door. How should he convince Sister Yun?
Before he thought about it, the door of the soundproof room opened by itself.
For a while, all eyes are opposite.
What was reflected in her eyes were a pair of shining bright eyes. The woman had capable short hair, a white corset and a gray-white denim coat outside, and her lower body was hot denim hot pants with brown Martin boots.
This should be the new singing of the bar.
Chen Ming made way. The girl looked at Chen Ming and didn't say much and walked to the bathroom.
In the soundproof room,
Sister Yun saw Chen Ming outside the door: "Chen Ming, come in."
Chen Ming walked into the soundproof room and closed the door: "Sister Yun."
Sister Yun, Mu Qingyun.
This bar is her property!
To be honest, Mu Qingyun is the most beautiful woman Chen Ming has ever seen. Even Xiao Xuan was inferior to yesterday.
Chen Ming looked at Mu Qingyun and lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him.
Thinking about it, Chen Ming is a little unhappy!
Why did I bow my head?
What am I afraid of?
Chen Ming has no idea about Mu Qingyun, and at least he was a rich second generation before, so he didn't have the courage not to look at others.
It should be that the "Chen Ming" of this life is affecting him!
Mu Qingyun stared at Chen Ming with beautiful eyes. After a long time, he said leisurely, "Chen Ming, I have something to tell you."
Sooner or later, I will tell Chen Ming that there is no need to hide it.
Chen Ming looked up and finally looked directly at Mu Qingyun: "Sister Yun, I know."
Mu Qingyun was slightly stunned. After being silent, he nodded: "That's good. Don't blame Sister Yun. After all, the bar is not easy to sing, and it's difficult to open."
Chen Ming stared at Mu Qingyun and suddenly smiled: "Sister Yun, what if I have any other music?"
After all, it's because the music he sings is too old.
There are only a few songs over and over again. I'm tired of listening to them!
"Other songs?"
Mu Qingyun looked at Chen Ming suspiciously. Today's Chen Ming seems to be a little different.
Chen Ming nodded seriously: "I am today... I also want to interview the bar to sing, uh-huh... Reinterview.”
He had an interview more than a year ago.
Now, he wants to interview again!
Confidence.
For the first time, Mu Qingyun saw the word self-confidence in Chen Ming's eyes.
If it had been Chen Ming, he might have got up and left after being silent for a long time.
But where did he get his self-confidence?
Mu Qingyun frowned: "Are you sure?"
The business of the bar is getting worse and worse, and there is an urgent need for a powerful singer who can calm down. If Chen Ming still wants to hang out with the past, Mu Qingyun will never agree.
At this moment, the girl who had gone to the bathroom before came back.
"Sister Yun, now that it's settled, I'll leave first and go to work tomorrow."
With that, he planned to carry his bag and leave.
Mu Qingyun glanced at Chen Ming and said, "Jourou, wait a minute."
Su Rou was stunned for a moment and glanced at Chen Ming without any trace before she looked at Mu Qingyun.
Sure enough, Mu Qingyun immediately said, "This is the resident singer before the bar."
Chen Ming stood up with a kind smile.
Su Rou ignored it and asked, "Sister Yun, doesn't he want to go?"
Very straightforward!
To be honest, Su Rou has heard Chen Ming sing.
Unpleasant!! Therefore, Su Rou is very confident in herself. At least she is half a professional. How can she not compare with a self-taught singer like Chen Ming?!
Chen Ming's smile restrained a little, and he also wanted face. Being said that, he was somewhat unhappy.
Mu Qingyun glanced at Chen Ming awkwardly: "He said he had prepared a new song. Why don't you sit down and listen to it?"
Hearing this, Su Rou revisited Chen Ming.
"Chen Ming?"
Chen Ming nodded.
"Self-taught songs?"
Nod again.
"Is the new song your original?"
Nod the third time.
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