As night fell, I was in a bar in a street market not far from Jinxiu Community.

In some dark corners, Yang Bei, Sun Fengqing, and Li Yingxin were drinking.

Sun Fengqing raised his wine glass, looked at Li Yingxin, and said, "Let's drink another glass of wine to brother and wish him a happy move."

Li Yingxin quickly raised his glass, looked at Yang Bei, and said, "Brother, here's a toast to you."

Yang Bei shook his head. His drinking capacity has always been pretty good, but Sun Fengqing's drinking capacity was even greater than his. Li Yingxin was also a little drunkard, and the two of them took turns trying to make him drink.

Yang Beidao: "Drink slowly, don't drink too much, I'm a little drunk now."

Seeing that the two people had already raised their wine glasses, Yang Bei had no choice but to raise his glass, clink it with the two men, and drink it all in one gulp.

Sun Fengqing and Li Yingxin looked at each other and nodded lightly.

They had already discussed it before. This time they had to drink Yang Bei well and vomit out any troubling things. Although this would be uncomfortable and painful for the time being, it was a good way to solve the problem quickly.

However, the two of them had had a lot of drinks with Yang Bei just now and asked a lot of questions, but no matter how you looked at it, Yang Bei didn't seem too interested.

Sun Fengqing took his mobile phone and sent a message to Li Yingxin, "I know my brother's character very well. I feel so uncomfortable in my heart that I can't show it on my face. When I get home at night, I don't know how bored I am. We still have to

Try harder and let him express all the pain in his heart."

Li Yingxin quickly replied: "I was so tongue-tied just now when I heard you talk, why don't you drink less?"

Sun Fengqing took his cell phone and replied: "No, I still have to drink!"

Opposite him, Yang Bei watched the two people chatting on their mobile phones and said with a smile: "It's enough for you two. You are so close and still chatting on your mobile phone. Are you deliberately irritating me, a person who is about to get divorced?"

Sun Fengqing put down his phone, rolled his eyes and said, "Brother, I have an idea."

"What's the idea?"

Sun Fengqing pointed at Li Yingxin and said: "Last week Yingxin said that she had a dinner with her friends. Many girls are in good conditions and are still single. Anyway, brother, you are single now and the conditions are so good. I think I will let Yingxin give it to you.

Can you introduce one?"

Yang Bei shook his head and said, "You kid, please don't mess around with me. I'm not in the mood right now."

Sun Fengqing nodded, "Yes, I know your feelings for Sister Ya very well, and I won't be able to relax for a while. Tsk tsk, come on, brother, keep drinking."

As he spoke, Sun Fengqing swayed and raised his glass again.

There was already a table full of wine bottles on the wine table, and I drank a lot this time.

Yang Bei raised his glass and clinked it with Sun Fengqing. He was seeing something ghostly now. In fact, after drinking until now, drinking was like drinking water, pouring cup after cup into his stomach.

Too much alcohol in the body will reduce people's perception. This is why some people drink too much. When they wake up the next day, they find many small wounds on their bodies, which are burning and painful, but they can't feel it at all when they drink.

Arrived.

While the three people were talking, the bar suddenly became lively.

Yang Bei looked at the stage in the center of the bar. It was where the resident singer sang. It was about half a meter high.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a suit walked onto the stage, holding a microphone in his hand.

Many people in the bar should be regular customers and know the owner.

"Boss Li, want to sing a song?"

"Haha, I haven't heard Boss Li sing for a long time. Let's sing one."

"Boss Li's voice will probably scare everyone in the bar away, and he won't even ask for the money for the drinks, haha."

"Hey, did you run into some kind of event?"

The bar owner took the microphone and said: "Hello everyone, I am the owner of this bar. You may have old friends who know me and some new friends who meet me for the first time. Thank you all for coming to my bar. Thank you."

"Old friends all know that my bar launches an event every week."

When Boss Li mentioned the launch of the event, there was a burst of warm applause from the audience. It seemed that the bar event was quite popular.

The bar owner continued: "The singer we invited will not be able to come tonight because of something, so after discussion in our bar, the theme of tonight's event is called "King of Night Club". Customers volunteer to come on stage to sing, who can sing the best

, whoever sings gets the warmest applause, whoever wins the house, will be our nightclub king tonight."

"For our nightclub king, our bar has prepared a bonus of 5,000 yuan, as well as a free bill for tonight's consumption."

"..."

After the bar owner finished speaking, he immediately aroused enthusiastic responses from all the customers.

"It's amazing. Boss Li is bleeding a lot this time. In the past, the maximum bonus was only 3,000, right? This time it's actually 5,000!"

"Tsk, tsk, even though I'm not good at singing, I still have to try my luck."

"Haha, I drank a little too much tonight. I think it cost me a few thousand dollars. I'll try it too. It would be great if I could get a free meal."

"Oh, that's not fair. How can I sing normally?"

Over here in the corner,

Sun Fengqing and Li Yingxin also clapped along with the others. Neither of them could sing. Li Yingxin was better, but Sun Fengqing was definitely tone deaf.

Sun Fengqing smiled and said: "This bar owner is quite interesting."

Li Yingxin also nodded and said: "Yes, no wonder the bar business is so good, this boss is very business-minded."

Yang Bei also turned his head and looked over there.

Sing?

Yang Bei was a little funny. To be honest, he was really moved.

If he were on Earth in his previous life, the only thing that might attract him to this kind of activity would be the singing itself. As a singer who loves music, he has an almost obsessive attitude towards music and singing.

What makes Yang Bei funny is that what attracts him now is not the lofty and idealistic music, but the five thousand yuan bonus.

He now has no more than five hundred yuan left in his body. Now he understands very well that no matter what kind of life you want, you must have money. He has many ways to make money and make a lot of money, but that takes time.

, and his lack of money is an urgent matter.

Yang Bei picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and shook his head with a wry smile. If those old friends from his previous life knew what he was thinking now, they would definitely laugh at him.

"Brother, are you interested? You are a professional." Sun Fengqing suggested.

Yang Bei smiled and said nothing.

By this time, the bar owner over there had already stepped down.

The "King of Night Club" event officially kicked off.

Some people are eager to give it a try, and some are already on stage.

One after another of the famous songs at the moment was sung. Some of these people were just playing for fun, but some were really good at singing.

For a while, the bar was very lively.

Some people in the audience applauded, some took photos, and some recorded videos.

If he didn't sing well, everyone would laugh and scold him and ask him to step down.
Chapter completed!