"Sister Xuan, are you sure you will compete with the Musket Band tonight?" Song Yi looked at Wu Xuan's exquisite and beautiful melon-shaped face seriously and stared at her clear and beautiful eyes.

Although it was a bit inappropriate, he still had an uncontrollable idea in his mind: She is so beautiful!

This is the first time he has watched Wu Xuan for a long time.

It seems that there is a new discovery.

She is not the kind of bright girl who makes people feel like a fairy at first sight, but the more refined she looks, the more charming she has.

Song Yi is not an unreasonable person. Wu Xuan obviously took care of them and arranged for them to come on stage to sing an extra song, which caused others to squeeze out their time. Now that others are having trouble, how could she blame her for doing things that implicate them?

Wu Xuan was surprised that Song Yi was serious and formal tone. She looked at Song Yi's face in confusion and said, "Yes."

Song Yi said: "This is the world!"

Wu Xuan couldn't help laughing, covered her mouth with the back of her hand, and said angrily: "Don't pretend to be an adult! I know that you are working during the summer vacation and want to earn more tuition. If you delay two weeks, you will suffer a lot.

Sister Suan is sorry to you.

However, this is the case in the underground music circle. Just fighting songs is pretty good. Of course, no one dares to play other despicable means in our Jasmine Bar.

It’s okay if you come into contact with these things in advance. In the future, you will have all kinds of open and hidden things to do.”

Xu Shuangcheng quickly expressed his opinion, "Sister Xuan, how can you blame you? If we want to sing one more song, we will have to have conflicts with others sooner or later."

Song Yi nodded and agreed, "Sister Xuan, everyone is making a living by their own skills. What is the rule for winning or losing tonight?"

How to say it?

Jasmine Bar arranges a performance program list, and whoever goes up and down is completely powered by manager Wu Xuan.

Now some people are dissatisfied and come out to make trouble. They have to compare their singing skills with them to decide whether to stay or not. This is completely unreasonable. The stage of Jasmine Bar is not a ring.

But Wu Xuan obviously wanted to help them. Should they accuse Wu Xuan of not having enough control? Is this what people do?

Of course, he and Xu Shuangcheng should try their best to excuse Wu Xuan.

Xu Shuangcheng heard Song Yi’s words wrong and secretly poked him with his elbow.

Damn, Lao Song, you kid are crazy? How could we be able to sing professional contestants? I didn’t even sing the new songs well this morning. Don’t just do it in front of beautiful women, you will be more embarrassed at that time.

Wu Xuan looked at the two boys in front of her, and felt warm in her heart. She noticed Xu Shuangcheng's small movements and also heard Song Yi's words. This handsome big boy looked introverted and gentle, and felt angry in his heart.

"At the end of ten o'clock, you will sing three songs each. The amount of rewards added by the live audience and the users in the live broadcast room determines the winner or loser. Do you want to win?"

Jing Gao nodded and said, "Sister Xuan, I want to give it a try."

Wu Xuan smiled with relief, clear and beautiful, "Song Yi, I'm very happy to think so! Then you go and prepare! No matter what the result is, you can do it with all your best, and there will be no regrets."

This bowl of chicken soup is filled with...

After all, she still doesn't like Song Yi in her heart.

She knew how well the two sides were. In time, Song Yi would definitely have greater room for development. But now...

Song Yi did not argue. An adult depends not on what you said, but on what you did.

"Sister Xuan, I have two things to ask you for help. First, I plan to sing my own songs for the three songs tonight. But I haven't recorded the accompaniment belt for the last two songs. I need a good musician to get the accompaniment belt in the next hour."

Seeing that Song Yi was serious, Wu Xuan agreed neatly: "No problem, I'll call Lao Zhou now and leave a recording studio. I'll find a few good players in Moyin to help you. What musicians do you want to tell him. The fee will be recorded in the bar account."

Song Yi said: "The second thing is that my third song is a chorus of men and women. I hope Sister Xuan, you come and help me. This is the music score."

Take out a page of music score from your backpack and hand it to Wu Xuan.

Xu Shuangcheng blinked and looked at him curiously. He really didn't know that Song Yi had another new song. And Song Yi wanted Sister Xuan to sing together.

Old Song, you can!

Wu Xuan was a little surprised, looked at Song Yi with a smile, took the music score, took the flashlight function lighting with her mobile phone, and looked at the street with a slightly quiet door to the back door of the bar.

The song is beautiful.

But how does this word look like a love song for confession?

"You look so good when you smile, like the flowers of spring, blowing away all your worries and sorrows.

You look so beautiful when you smile, like the summer sunshine, and the whole world's time is as beautiful as a painting."

Wu Xuan handed the music score to Xu Shuangcheng who was about to watch it, and looked at Song Yi with a smile. She couldn't help but remember what the boss joked about her not long ago.

"The young man looks handsome, very handsome, calm, and has talent and good singing. He will come to the Magic City to study in college in September. The female junior holds gold bricks..."

Song Yi accurately got Wu Xuan’s meaning: “What do you mean? Want to chase me?” Her eyes were full of spirituality, as if they could speak. He quickly explained: “This is actually a song sung by a family of three.”

Wucao. Xu Shuangcheng held the music score in his hand, staring at Song Yi blankly on the street at the back door of the Jasmine Bar, under the tree. Is this considered teasing Sister Xuan? Forget about the chorus of the man and the woman, but the family of three still need to sing?

Brother, what do you mean?

Wu Xuan's fair and pretty face turned red immediately, like a piece of red cloth, staring at the handsome big boy less than half a meter away in front of her in shame.

Song Yi looked at the shy and pretty girl who was as beautiful as a spring peach and plum blossoms, and was amazed by the beauty she showed. His mind immediately felt a little painful. This was the feeling he was familiar with, and the apocalypse was coming.

"That day, you used a red cloth to cover my eyes and the sky.

You asked me what I saw, and I said I saw happiness.

This feeling really makes me feel comfortable..."

As long as I am not embarrassed, the embarrassing is someone else. Song Yi is in the process of "downtime", and Wu Xuan can't stand Song Yi looking at her. She turned around and walked. After walking two steps, she came back and pulled away the music score from the dazed Xu Shuangcheng's hand.

Watching the slender and graceful beautiful figure disappear again, Xu Shuangcheng gave Song Yi a thumbs up, "Old Song, awesome!"

Picking up girls with music is a talented demeanor!

This was the biggest dream of both of them in high school. However, high school girls don’t eat this!

Song Yi was a little embarrassed, turned his head and tried to say, "Shuangcheng, if I say this is a nursery rhyme, do you believe it?"

This is really a nursery rhyme!

In Apocalypse, this song was sung by a family of three. The one who sang the most was her daughter.

Only the clear childish voice can sing the charm of this song, making people feel innocence and warmth.

But this is not going to be a competition. Did he just have this song left?

Xu Shuangcheng: "Believe in your sister. You can insult my body, but you can't insult my IQ!"

"Get out! Brother is a straight man."

Song Yi cursed helplessly, this matter is so embarrassing. He really didn't want to make it like this. Could it be that he was subconsciously ready to move because he rented a house and had a foothold in this world? Let's do the serious business first.

He went to Moyin with Xu Shuangcheng.

Wu Xuan took away the music score when she left just now, and this was clearly helpful to him. I believe that with Wu Xuan's musical literacy, one hour is enough.

…

…

Zhou Yanming is still very reliable in doing things.

Song Yi and Xu Shuangcheng walked to the "Ergou Recording Studio" outside the Conservatory of Music A thousand meters away. Wu Xuan's phone call had already arrived. Zhou Yanming invited several college students of the Demon Sound playing in the recording studio and vacate the two of them.

"Brother Song, what instrument do you want to use? I promise to get the musicians in ten minutes. Hehe, you have the affair and dare to take the challenge of the Musket Band. How about it, are you sure?"

This matter was not widely publicized and circulated. But Zhou Yanming was well-informed. He already knew that the Musket Band and the Flower Band were going to fight tonight.

Song Yi smiled and did not answer, and reported in a concise manner: "Guitar, piano, drummer."

"good."

Zhou Yanming agreed and went out to call immediately.

Song Yi used Zhou Yanming's desk to write music scores, lay down beside the table, took out a blank music score book, and used his pen as if he was flying.

Xu Shuangcheng took a disposable cup and drank tea, watching from the side.

Just now, Sister Xuan announced the news at the back door of Jasmine Blossom Bar. He was a little confused and timid. But later, Song Yi "teased" Sister Xuan, and he watched the fun and forgot his worries for the time being, but now his worries surged again.

Manager Zhou just looked at them and praised them for being kind. This is a deeper meaning. Isn’t it also not optimistic about them?

"Hey, Lao Song, if the Muskets band play tricks and find a big brother to play in the live broadcast room, then we will definitely lose?

Manager Zhou doesn’t say that the students who go to music schools are from good families? Or, will they crowdfund the rankings?”

He often watches girls driving trains on "Tigerfish", and the elder brother gives very strong rewards. If any elder brother comes, they will have to lose tonight.

Song Yi continued to write without even raising his head: "How much money can you make in a bar for two weeks? If the Musket Band does this, the input and output will be unequal."

Xu Shuangcheng: "That's right. Lao Song, I have practiced the song "Spring" all morning this morning and I am not familiar with the B section. Please take me a little on the stage later."

Song Yi had thought about it and said, "No. I will sing the whole song, please resonate with me."

Xu Shuangcheng said angrily: "Damn, Lao Song, do you look down on your brother's singing skills so much?"

After this interruption, Xu Shuangcheng's nervousness and worries dissipated most of the time. Just as the magic voice students Zhou Yanming was looking for came one after another.

Guitarist, pianist, drummer.

The person who played the piano was a very beautiful girl. She was petite, but had excellent proportions, white skin, slenderness, and pleasing beauty. The friend who followed her was Song Yi's "acquaintance": Zheng Xue.

Zheng Xue is also a beauty, but she is suppressed by her beauty when she stands together.
To be continued...