At night.

Touching fish Internet café, flagship store.

Ma Yang and Zhang Yuan sat by the window, drinking wine, looking at the sparse guests, and always felt that the atmosphere was a little sad.

Still no guests!

Now, there are already two more fishing Internet cafes under renovation, and they should be officially open soon.

However, the flagship store of the Touching Fish Internet Café is still in a state of steady loss.

The turnover has stabilized, and many regular customers even know the clerks, but no matter how you calculate it, it is impossible for this person to support the operating costs of the fish Internet café.

Ma Yang and Zhang Yuan, the general manager of a fishing Internet café and a regional manager of a Jingzhou fishing Internet café, were raising their glasses to eliminate their worries at this time.

Zhang Yuan drank all the wine in front of him: "I'll sing two more songs." ”

Ma Yang stretched out his hand to stop him: "Forget it, no one will listen to the singing......"

Including the two of them, there were only eight people sitting and drinking.

Zhang Yuan still stood up: "It's okay, howl twice, and solve it." ”

When he came to the stage, Zhang Yuan played the guitar twice as before, thinking about what to sing today.

As for the people who drank below, they were basically regulars, so I wasn't too surprised.

Besides, which Internet café doesn't have a resident singer? This is nothing new either.

When the Touching Fish Internet Café first opened, Zhang Yuan sang hard every night, but it was useless, although it did increase his popularity a little, but the improvement was quite limited.

Over time, he sang less and less, and today it was under the influence of alcohol that he appeared on stage again on a whim.

Zhang Yuan didn't say any polite words, and after debugging the equipment, he began to sing.

The singing can't be said to be natural, but it's still good. After all, he was originally a resident singer in a bar, and his voice was definitely not bad.

The low and hoarse singing voice came out leisurely.

Zhang Yuan also tried to sing that kind of fierce rock before, but soon found that the scene was not cooperative at all, and it was not good at all.

So then he sang slower songs, or ballads.

That way, at least the scene won't be particularly embarrassing.

Ma Yang listened to Zhang Yuan singing while drinking, and he was a little out of the world.

Suddenly, he noticed that outside the glass curtain wall, there seemed to be a faint figure, hesitating at the door.

It's night now, and the lights in the Internet café are brighter than outside, and you can clearly see the scene inside from the outside, but you can't see the outside very clearly.

But I did see a figure hovering in the doorway.

"New guests?"

"And hesitating, this shows that you can fight for it!"

Ma Yang instantly came to his senses.

Although he is now the general manager of the Touching Fish Internet Cafe, who said that the general manager can't solicit customers?

Ma Yang, the general manager, has no shelf at all.

Opening the door of the Internet café, Ma Yang was full of kindness: "Little brother, come in and play?" ”

The little brother standing at the door was obviously startled, and he was still hesitating at the door, but he didn't pay attention to the door opening, and a big face appeared.

The little brother lowered his head a little embarrassed: "I...... I'm not here to surf the internet. ”

"It's okay, it's okay to drink." Ma Yang is still enthusiastic.

He looked at the little brother carefully, and he looked a little unsightly, his hair was messy, and the clothes on his body looked a little old, but they were quite neat.

The little brother scratched his messy hair: "I...... I wanted to ask, is there still a singer here? ”

Ma Yang: "......"

A little bit of a disappointment.

We don't lack workers, we don't lack customers!

If you don't have any guests, what can you do if you sing well?

Seeing Ma Yang's long face collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye, the little brother hurriedly said: "I think I sing better than that person, so I want to try it." ”

Ma Yang thought about it and seemed to be okay.

Zhang Yuan is now the regional manager of the fishing Internet café Jingzhou, how can he still sing on stage every day.

It's not bad to hire a resident singer.

"Okay, what's your name?"

"Chen Lei."

"Come, come in."

Ma Yang led Chen Lei to the fishing Internet café and found a seat to sit down.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Yuan finished singing another song and got off the stage to rest.

Ma Yang pointed to the stage: "Go ahead, don't be nervous." ”

Ma Yang didn't have any music cells, so he couldn't hear whether it was good or bad, thinking that as long as this little brother could sing well, he could barely take over Zhang Yuan's class.

Zhang Yuangang poured a glass of water to drink, turned his head and found that his seat on the stage was occupied.

A little brother who has never seen it is playing with the guitar on stage, looking at this posture and preparing to sing.

Zhang Yuan sat next to Ma Yang with a confused expression: "Brother Ma, who is this?" ”

"It's called Chen Lei, and I'm here to apply for a resident singer. I thought, if he sings well, let him sing on stage, and you can rest more in the future. ”

Ma Yang said with concern: "After all, you have a heavy workload, and now that a new bartender has been recruited, you can recruit a resident singer, and you can concentrate on the operation of the Internet café." ”

Zhang Yuan wanted to say that in fact, he didn't have anything to do all day, but when he heard Ma Yang say this, he was a little moved.

Hey, no, we haven't hired a resident singer, have we?

Zhang Yuangang wanted to ask this question, but Qingling's voice with a little hoarse voice had already sounded in the Internet café.

"Spring flowers bloom, autumn wind and winter sunset......

Zhang Yuan was stunned: "I also sang an old song." ”

This song is so popular that almost everyone has heard it.

However, the moment Chen Lei opened his mouth, almost all the people who were drinking looked at the stage.

It's like a pool of clear water pouring down from the stage, enveloping everyone.

Zhang Yuan was also stunned for a moment, and couldn't help humming softly.

Ma Yang drank wine and whispered: "It doesn't seem to be as good as you singing." ”

Zhang Yuan glanced at him helplessly: "Brother Ma...... He sings much better than me. ”

"Really?" Ma Yang was a little surprised, "His voice can't be high, and he can't be low, what's the strength?" ”

Zhang Yuan felt that he was talking to chickens and ducks, but considering that Lao Ma was his immediate boss after all, he still had to keep smiling.

"A good singing voice has the characteristics of being able to move people, and singing folk songs in his voice is simply a special God's food."

"I can't envy it."

"Don't believe me, look at everyone's reaction."

Ma Yang looked at the crowd in the arena.

When Zhang Yuan sang before, everyone should drink and chat, although they were listening, it was obviously just a general background sound.

But after Chen Lei sang on stage, everyone seemed to freeze.

All of them drank silently with wine glasses, no one spoke, no one chatted, and a few people looked at Chen Lei on the stage in a daze, not knowing what kind of memories were evoked by the singing.

Zhang Yuan said with emotion: "Brother Ma, where did you meet such a good seedling?" ”

Ma Yang was silent for a moment: "...... He came to the door himself. ”

Zhang Yuan: "That's a bit of a coincidence. ”

"Not really." Ma Yang said, "He said that he heard you sing outside and felt that he must have sung better than you, so he mustered up the courage to come in." I think the credit for this credit should mainly belong to you. ”

Zhang Yuan: "......"

"Brother Ma, I changed my mind, can I not hire him?"

"Nope."

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