MTL - Non-famous Actor-~ Sixty-six, twenty-four V

"Unless it's your tenderness, don't do other pursuits

Unless you come with me, nothing else is waiting

I have more nights than days, don't leave me too soon

The world is already too lonely, I don't want to live like this

..."

At the intersection, after getting off the taxi, Sun Hao heard a man singing before he had time to look at the British-style bar Casablanca not far away.

The singing is a bit vicissitudes, a bit depressed, and it gives people a feeling of being depressed.

Follow the song.

Soon, Sun Hao saw a long-haired man holding a guitar, standing on the steps at the entrance of the bar, playing and singing, presumably to attract customers.

However, it was cold at the moment, and there were not many pedestrians on the street, let alone people stopping to appreciate his singing.

Climbing up the stairs, Sun Hao wanted to go around, but just as he stood shoulder to shoulder with the long-haired man, he raised his head and smiled, showing his gums.

"Haozi, you're still here."

"Well…"

It turned out to be Huang Bo who had gone to the entrance of the Chinese Opera to look for him. Sun Hao was a little surprised when he saw him.

"Hehe..., I'm scared. I didn't expect that I also had long hair. They said that singing like this has a rock style, just like Dou Jin a few years ago."

While talking, Huang Bo shook his head.

Hmm... Dou Zhen is much more handsome than you, at least he doesn't show his gums when he smiles. Sun Hao secretly slandered.

"Come on, go in, you can drink whatever you want today, I invite you." After shaking his head, Huang Bo put away the guitar, turned around and pushed open the door of the bar.

Seven or eight o'clock in the evening is not the most prosperous time for bars. Some bars do not start to take people until eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening.

Therefore, there are not many customers in the bar at the moment.

But even so, when Sun Hao entered, there were still warm cheers in the bar.

"Welcome Brother Hao."

"Brother Hao, what have you been up to lately?"

"Brother Hao, are you going to tell us a paragraph today, or sing a song?"

"Waiter, bring Brother Hao two dozen beers, count me in!"

…

And amidst these cheers, Huang Bo turned his head and smiled.

"Haozi, is it still the same place, the same rules?"

"Hmm... good!" Sun Hao thought for a while before saying.

The two waiters in the bar were very clever. Seeing Sun Hao nodding, one immediately led him to the small stage, while the other quickly ran to the backstage...

Could it be that the former owner of the body stored alcohol in this bar, otherwise, if it was just for drinking, the waiter wouldn't rush to the backstage utility room, right? !

Coming to a wine table next to the stage, Sun Hao sat down, puzzled.

At this moment, Huang Bo came over with four bottles of beer.

"Haozi, brother first apologize to you.

Some time ago, I shouldn't have kidnapped you with our friendship and forced you to write songs for me. As Huang Bo said, he opened two bottles of beer, one for himself, and one for Sun Hao.

"Haoko, I've made up my mind.

When I return to the island city during the Spring Festival this year, I will not come back again.

The huge capital city doesn't belong to me, nor does the entertainment industry with lights, wine and lights, but what belongs to me is probably the small garment factory that the old man gave me. "

The words were a little sad, and after finishing speaking, Huang Bo raised his head and blew the beer out of the bottle.

But Sun Hao was unmoved.

In front of an old liar, Huang Bo's acting skills are still really bad.

The waiter who rushed to the utility room in the backstage came quickly, and when Sun Hao was hesitating whether to pass a message to Huang Bo for the sake of his fellow villagers, the waiter came over.

still holding...

Well…

Seeing the things in the waiter's hands clearly, Sun Hao was stunned.

What does this mean?

I came to the bar to be happy, why did you give me a whole battery?

"Haozi, you also feel very strange, why did you change things?" After drinking and wiping his mouth, Huang Bo took the big battery from the waiter.

"You used to use two batteries, each 12V, connected in series to get 24V.

But Lao Meng felt that it was too troublesome and not safe, so he got you a 24V battery. "

While speaking, Huang Bo put the battery on the wine table, and said:

"Haozi, do you want to use it now, or use it later?"

There are positive and negative poles on the battery, each lead out a wire, and there is a clip at the end of the wire, one is red and the other is blue.

Look at the size of the openings of the two clips, and look at your own fingers...

Sun Hao looked at the sky speechlessly.

It turns out that this battery is used by tnd to charge my buddies? !

Should.

No wonder you get electrocuted? !

Sun Hao cursed fiercely in his heart.

Perhaps because he didn't see Sun Hao's expression, Huang Bo on the side was still talking to himself.

"Haozi, ever since "Mouse Loves Rice" made Yang Kun famous, your strange habit has misled everyone in the music circle.

In the past, musicians searched for feelings, nothing more than a few fixed ways, collecting music, drinking, taking medicine...

And now?

Each of them was equipped with a battery of this size..."

At this point, Huang Bo suddenly lowered his voice.

"It is said that some music creators in Hong Kong and Taiwan even consulted a doctor about this, and the doctor's answer also said that having an appropriate electric current passing through the human body can indeed stimulate the activity of the cerebral cortex.

So, I mean...

Since you have such a good method, you should hide it instead of showing it off in this bar.

You see... now the whole world knows. "

Well…

Sun Hao, who was sitting blankly on the chair, didn't know whether he should cry or laugh now.

…

With the deepening of the chat between the two, the time came to 9 o'clock in the evening without knowing it, and the bar became more lively.

"Brother Hao, can you give us a talk show?"

"Brother Hao~www.novelbuddy.com~ Let's sing, your music storytelling "People from the Northeast Are All Live Thunder U Feng" sounds good to me."

"Brother Hao, look here, look here, I'm waiting for you here."

"Brother Hao, I love you, as long as you don't dislike me as a man, we can get married now."

…

Eh…

Hearing everyone's yelling, Sun Hao sighed. It seems that this evening can only end here.

"Boge, there is still class in school tomorrow, so I'll go back first."

"Well…"

Sun Hao's words obviously exceeded Huang Bo's expectations.

"No, Haozi, Lao Meng hasn't come yet, why don't you wait for Lao Meng to come before you leave?"

"No, I'll come back another day."

I couldn't get out the front door, because many people came in again, and everyone was shouting Sun Hao, Sun Hao.

Ever since, Sun Hao got up, waved his hands, and walked towards the backstage of the stage.

Bars, restaurants, bathing centers and other entertainment places basically have back doors, which are not only convenient for customers, but also a requirement for fire protection.

Seeing that Sun Hao had made up his mind, Huang Bo had no choice but to lead the way.

"Haoko..."

"Um?"

"If Lao Meng comes, what should I tell him?"

"To be honest, I just came here today to take a look. I didn't intend to sing or perform anything." Sun Hao said this casually.

It's like an old friend who has known each other for a long time. In fact, he doesn't even know what Lao Meng looks like, whether he is male or female.

"Then... when will the lyrics auction be set?"

"Well…"

Sun Hao was startled, and blurted out, "What lyrics auction?"