The craziness in the nightclub continued until two o 'clock in the morning.
Even after Cheng Yiran left the stage, the atmosphere didn't seem to be able to calm down.
How should it be said?
Probably, it could only be described as wanting more … That was the most primitive, most barbaric, and most exciting performance in a large-scale concert that really made the audience explode with excitement!
Cheng Yiran left the stage, but the audience was still like quenching steel, burning with passion from the bottom of their hearts.
"Encore — — Encore — — Encore — — Encore!!"
Without the sound system, one could still hear the spontaneous and loud cries of the audience backstage … … There were only a few hundred people, but it felt like tens of thousands of people were shouting at the same time.
Cheng Yiran sat here alone. His hands naturally hung down on both sides of the chair. He raised his head, unconsciously looking at the light on the ceiling of the room.
And that electric guitar, at this time, was quietly lying on his legs.
A dreamy scene flashed in front of his eyes. The fanaticism of the audience seemed to have turned into a part of the air, absorbed into his body, integrated into his blood, heating up the big red blood, flowing all over his body.
He had never had such a sweaty experience, his whole body seemed to be ignited … … He had never had such a moment, he felt that he was so close to touching the expectation in his heart.
All of this … … all of this, was because of it.
Cheng Yiran lowered his head, his hands carefully holding the electric guitar on his legs … … all of this, was because of this electric guitar.
That mysterious businessman said that it could make people fall in love with it.
After it was reborn, it was endowed with a shocking magic — — the magic from that mysterious businessman!
Cheng Yiran suddenly wanted to share this inconceivable and joyful feeling with others. He quickly took out his phone from his trouser pocket.
However, he saw a message on the screen.
"Good meeting, good parting … …" Cheng Yiran wanted to share his feelings, but in a flash, it was as if he was drenched in cold water. His finger hovered on the first name in the contact list, but he didn't really open it.
Ge ge — — Ge ge ge — — Ge ge ge.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Cheng Yiran frowned and subconsciously hung the guitar on her body again. She walked to the door, but did not open it immediately. Instead, she asked coldly, "Who is it?"
"It's me, Manager Dai!"
Crack.
Cheng Yiran frowned and said, "I'll leave after packing up. Don't worry, I won't break your things."
She had only signed an agreement with Manager Dai to sing once … Cheng Yiran was clear about this man's character.
"Hey, what are you talking about? When did I come to chase you away?"
Manager Dai pushed open the half-opened door and walked in. He smiled and said, "Little Cheng, look, the effect tonight is really good. I'm very satisfied. What do you think? Are you willing to sign a long-term contract with us? "
"Long-term?" Cheng Yiran frowned.
Manager Dai said, "That's right. Just now, many customers said that it was too cool! Even taking drugs didn't feel so good! Next time, they still want to listen to it! "
Manager Dai pulled Cheng Yiran's arm to make the distance between them closer. "Many people said that if they don't listen to you sing, they won't come next time."
"Really?" Cheng Yiran frowned.
"Really! How can it not be true?! "Manager Dai patted his chest and said," I never tell lies! Can't you hear what I'm saying? The people in the hall outside haven't left yet! Listen to it! Isn't he still calling out 'Anke, Anke'? "
There was a large group of people still waiting for her to sing. Cheng Yiran's first reaction was to be secretly happy. But at the same time, she couldn't help but be secretly frightened — the magic of this guitar was so terrifying.
She suddenly became distracted.
"Little Cheng, Little Cheng? Little Cheng? "Manager Dai gently shook Cheng Yiran's arm at this time.
Cheng Yiran was absent-minded and said lightly, "Manager Dai, I want to consider the long-term contract you mentioned."
Manager Dai had seen this kind of situation many times. It was nothing more than not giving a good face to this person before. Now, this person deliberately gave a bad face to him with the intention of raising his status.
Originally, this kind of hothead was very easy to deal with. To be able to open such a nightclub in this area, the boss behind must be a very capable person.
Manager Dai had worked here for so many years, naturally, he didn't need to care about other people's feelings … But now, he didn't want to use the means of coercion and bribery — at least, before they shed all pretense of cordiality, he was more willing to use the policy of conciliation.
Damn it … This guy is really amazing! I, who don't understand music, actually like him!
"It's okay, it's okay. You should think it over."
Manager Dai laughed, "But it's better not to think for too long. You also know that our place is the most popular. How many people are fighting to get on the stage here? Although we still lack a long-term contract … but there are many people below, some of them are relatives … But I've been suppressing them all. I can't ruin this stage to drive away customers. I have to find a suitable one, right? But, this can't be suppressed for too long! "
"I'll give you an answer as soon as possible." Cheng Yiran nodded and pushed Manager Dai out of the door, "I'm a bit tired, I'll leave from the back door later."
"Then remember to give me an answer? That's a promise! "
Even if the door was closed, Cheng Yiran could still hear Manager Dai's voice.
At this time, he leaned his back against the door of the room and calmed down slightly. When he left from the nightclub's back door, the cold wind of this city, which was close to three o 'clock in the morning, blew on his face. Cheng Yiran still had a kind of unreal feeling.
Maybe this was just a dream … When he woke up tomorrow, everything would be back to normal.
Cheng Yiran walked to a small food stall, but suddenly stopped.
"This place is closed, there's nothing to eat." The owner of the small food stall waved his hand, "Go to the convenience store in front, it's open 24 hours."
"No …" Cheng Yiran frowned, walked forward, pointed at the small folding stool, and said in a deep voice, "This thing, where did you get it?"
"This?" The owner opened his mouth, then shrugged, "Someone gave it to me. Just now, a young man. Why, you like it? I'll sell it to you for five hundred. I just took a look, it's still quite new, it should be worth some money. "
"He gave it to you?" Cheng Yiran took another step forward, grabbed the owner's collar with both hands, and almost roared, "He gave it to you? Why did he give it to you! How can he give it to you! "
"Damn! Are you trying to be unreasonable? " The owner of the small food stall abruptly grabbed Cheng Yiran's arm and twisted, easily twisting her shoulder away, "Let me tell you, I, Yu Danqiang, am not here for nothing! Back when I came out to make a living, you were still wearing your pants! "
"Let, let me go!" Cheng Yiran instinctively cried out in pain.
Yu Danqiang pushed her away, frowning, and said, "If it was ten years ago, I would have cut off your arm!"
Cheng Yiran gritted her teeth, not daring to approach. She calmed down and hesitated, "He … the person who gave it to you, did he say anything else?"
"I forgot … young man, such a small matter is like a dead mother." Yu Danqiang yawned, shook his head, turned around, and continued to tidy up his stall, saying casually, "This is mine, you can take five hundred if you don't want it, leave."
Cheng Yiran lowered her head, sighed, and didn't say anything. She silently looked at the bag placed there, sighed again, and turned to leave.
On the other side … the other side where Hong Guan had left.
…
"Damn … he really left?"
Yu Danqiang turned around in shock, stretched out his hand, and said, "How about three hundred? Just three hundred … two hundred! One hundred and fifty … damn, one hundred and twenty, no less! Damn … this thing is really worthless! "
Yu Danqiang shook his head, and continued to tidy up the file.
"Is it really only one hundred and twenty? Then sell it to me. "
Suddenly, Yu Danqiang heard a voice behind him. He turned around, and saw a younger man accompanied by a woman. He didn't know when they had come here.
Oh, there's a beautiful woman accompanying him … he's probably some rich kid who came out to have fun?
Such a calm demeanor.
"One hundred and twenty was the price just now, now it's three hundred … no, five hundred!" Yu Danqiang raised his eyebrows.
"Saying a price means a decision," the young man smiled and asked, "Do you think this is the right price?"
Yu Danqiang was stunned, and thought to himself: Does this guy feel uncomfortable if he doesn't get ripped off?
Right … this guy is planning to show off in front of the beautiful woman beside him, right? Tsk tsk, these rich kids.
"If you don't think it's expensive, you can take it for one thousand!"
The beautiful woman beside the young man walked over, put down the money, and directly picked up the item, and finally said slowly, "Keep it well."
Yu Danqiang suddenly shivered … he saw clearly that the woman's eyes were blue!
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