Rebirth of the tea art man

Chapter 267 The Birth of the Masked Singer King

boom!
With the DJ's loud announcement, the whole audience roared like an explosion, and everyone roared and cheered.

Although I don't know who this Yan Shao is, but he is from Hong Kong Island and belongs to the Supreme Deck. He is a proper super rich second generation!
what is this?
Bragging information!
At the night snack stand after the bar is over, it can blow for at least half a year.

As for those young girls, it is a rare opportunity. Maybe if they hook up, they will be able to jump the dragon's gate and move to live in Hong Kong Island from then on.

And bigbang has a rule, ordering a song is 1, which is nothing.

However, if someone wants to sing on stage in person, 10 yuan per song, and a free glass of wine for everyone present at the same time, all of which will be credited to that person.

After all, the ghost knows how you sing, maybe it's ghost crying and wolf howling that kills you.Forcing everyone in the audience to listen to your blind singing, there must be some compensation.Otherwise, the guests will be scared away by you.

So, whenever you meet this kind of boss who insists on singing on stage in person, everyone knows—tonight's big coin era has begun!

"Today, I watched the snow drift by in the cold night,

Fly far away with a cooled heart.

Chasing in the wind and rain, unable to distinguish traces in the fog.

The sky and the sea are as wide as you and I..."

The young man with short hair dyed blond, holding a microphone, has a proud temperament, speaks fluent Cantonese, and sings that classic old song on stage.

"This forced singing is not bad, there are two tricks!"

Even Wang Cong has to admit that Yan Zhenglong's "Broad Sea and Sky" has a bit of taste.

"The Cantonese songs on Hong Kong Island are really nice, and this song is so tastefully written!"

Although Huang Ying had no idea what the original singer looked like, she couldn't even pronounce his name.But this did not prevent her from praising her hard.

"Yeah, it's like a movie. The current movies are not as good as the old Hong Kong movies!" Chen Shiying nodded and echoed, completely forgetting that the young man sitting next to her is currently the leading figure in the mainland music scene.

It is everyone's normal understanding of the entertainment industry that the present is not as good as the past.

The current ones are not as good as the ones in the past, the ones in the mainland are not as good as those in Hong Kong Island, and the ones in Mandarin are not as good as those in Cantonese.

Whether it's pop music, or movies and television, or actors and singers, variety shows, martial arts novels.

Anyone who says that the current ones are better and the ones in the Mainland are better will be sprayed with blood in a matter of minutes.

In the world view of most people, the entertainment industry is equivalent to the world in fantasy novels.

The ancient times are the most powerful, the second son of the ancient times, the ancient times and the middle ancient times, it is far behind, and now it is the age of the end of the Dharma. In short, the world is regressing, civilization is regressing, and it is getting worse day by day.

"The development of Hong Kong Island, whether it is finance, trade, film and television, novels, comics, or music, is just a special product of a special era, just like a rising tide."

"And now the decline of Hong Kong Island culture is nothing more than the tide receding, revealing the underpants."

Lin Cheng looked at them, and asked with a sneer, "Tell me a Hong Kong newcomer star in the past ten years?"

"This……"

Chen Shiying was stunned.

In her mind, many Uranus superstars emerged, but they were all figures from the last century, and they were all old people who had debuted for decades.

Newbie?

Not really!

"Brother Cheng, do you think Hong Kong Island will be able to produce legends like Double Monday Cheng in the future?" Wang Cong asked curiously.

Although he was several years older than Lin Cheng, Lin Cheng didn't know how superior he was to him in terms of ingenuity and future industry development, especially in the entertainment industry he specialized in.

"impossible!"

"Maybe there will be Uranus superstars at the double Monday level in the mainland, and even surpass them. But Hong Kong Island is impossible, and it will never be possible!"

Lin Cheng shook his head very firmly.

Many people's impression of Hong Kong Island is based on the result, not the cause. It is a habitual reverse effect.

Because this person is very rich, this person must be very hardworking and smart.

"What a big breath!"

"I don't care if you say anything else, but you say the music on Hong Kong Island is not good? Then go up and sing a song!"

"You can do it! But can you do it?"

A young man in the booth next door, also dyed with yellow hair and spiky hair, with a rebellious face, provoked on the spot.

"Fuck, you little bastard, do you frankly know who my Brother Cheng is?" Wang Cong swears directly.

Fortunately, he didn't bring bodyguards here today, otherwise he would have done something by now.

"Isn't he just a brat, who dares to brag about anything in order to pick up girls?"

Huangmao glanced contemptuously.

Under the dim light of the bar, he could only guess that the other party was a very young man, maybe a few years younger than himself, that's all.

"come over!"

Lin Cheng opened the wallet and took out a wad of cash from it.

Without counting, he took a stack of money and waved to the passing dancers.

"Boss, 100 minutes for 10 yuan, do you want to pack a clock?"

The dancer's eyes widened as she took the money.

She is the atmosphere group in the bar. As long as you give her 100 yuan, she will stand on your table and dance for 10 minutes.

"Leave the blindfold, people can go!"

Lin Cheng smiled slightly, and took off her blindfold.

"What, is it great to be rich?"

The dancer cursed, took off her blindfold, and took a wad of money.

"Boss, don't you mean to..."

Chen Shiying's eyes widened, and an extremely exaggerated idea appeared in her mind - "Dancing?"

Lin Cheng rolled her eyes at her, but put on the half blindfold that looked like a masquerade ball, and walked straight to the stage.

"Forgive me for being unruly, indulgent and loving freedom all my life,

I am also afraid that one day I will fall.

Anyone can abandon their ideals.

How can I be afraid that one day it will be only you and me! "

After Yan Zhenglong sang the song, his face was still full of unstoppable enthusiasm.

For a native of Hong Kong Island like him, "Broad Sea and Sky" is particularly easy to sing, and he can sing fluent Cantonese without any difficulty.

For the audience in the audience, such pure Cantonese, and the rich and young from Hong Kong Island, with the blessing of layers of filters, naturally cheered and applauded.

A few daring girls even rushed to the stage, hugging and kissing, very excited.

"A song represents a mood!"

"Other people's songs, no matter how well they are sung, are just learning to walk in Handan, parrots learning their tongues, and parrots of other people in other places and in other things!"

Lin Cheng wore a golden eyepatch, exchanged a microphone with a centurion black card from the DJ, and walked slowly onto the stage under the stunned gaze of nearly a thousand people in the audience.

Face to face with Yan Zhenglong!

"Broad sea and sky sing about youth, surging blood, unyielding high spirits, sticking to one's ideals, and a firm belief that never gives up!"

"And in your singing, I can't hear anything!"

Lin Cheng walked in front of him, one meter apart, at close range, and confronted each other, "Singing is the song with the mood you have experienced. A singer who lacks emotion is just a poor-quality repeater!"

(End of this chapter)