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Last name, but didn't tell the name... the young man in front of him at the age of 30 is the big boss behind the Feiyun entertainment scene?

Cheng also looked at each other with great surprise. Naturally, he felt a slight sense of oppression from the young boss.

He sat down slowly after a brief introduction by Cheng Yun, who had secretly said that the man's aura was quite impressive - but it was not a luxury hotel room, nor a famous winemaker's cabin, but a very luxurious music CLUP-KC.

Cheng has also heard of KC. This is a place where rich kids like to hang out. Of course, it's a place where many people want to show their heads.

Because there are a lot of well-known musicians out there, or people in the entertainment industry.

“Just relax, like a normal chat.” The big boss of the Zhong surname - naturally, the Second Young Master of the Zhong family from Beijing City has fallen into dust.

Cheng YunLizhan, the clock dust naturally wants to see what people can make Cheng YunLizhan look like - he is well aware that he has become a cloud man and has always been careful, if he is not sure of something, he dares not to be so outspoken and assured in front of himself.

“Ah... Mr. Chung said relax, let's just relax! Come on, Cheng too. Would you like a drink?” Cheng Yun immediately began to adjust the atmosphere.

Li Zifeng naturally dared not speak, and he would not say anything to stop Cheng - until he had figured out the character of the big boss behind the scenes.

“I don't study alcohol.” Cheng also shook his head, "Director Cheng, you just have to take the idea. ”

“Well... well, I'll take the idea.” Cheng Yun smiled and gave him a face.

He likes someone else to give him face.

Of course, most brands can be found here - after all, most people who come here are drinking and chatting, and of course playing music is also the main thing… and eating is probably just fruit snacks or something.

Next, Cheng also found that Mr. Zhong rarely spoke, quiet... quiet but not so high, but dared not build it again.

Young people, too, but before this gap, Cheng felt heavenly and earth.

At this point, Cheng Yun suddenly stopped hearing what he said and suddenly said: "By the way, Cheng is here anyway, why don't you... show your hands! ”

There it is!

Cheng also said something in his heart - since he walked into the KC, his instincts would not be as simple as that. It would be better to look at him personally. This big boss wanted to try him.

But he's confident enough!

To say that there's not a thousand facts to convince you, then come on! Cheng also fell into a generous spot and nodded, revealing a smile. He was ready —— or the guitar he got from the mystery merchant over there, he never left, even when he came in to KC.

“Pretty confident. ”

Cheng also came to the stage, and the clock dropped and smiled - in Li Zifeng's view, this smile was almost perfect... perfect, like a dream.

But he had this kind of smile that wasn't coming from the heart, but... a peak acting smile like the Shadow Emperor. This big boss, playing himself wholeheartedly?

Such a thought flashed through Li Zifeng's mind, but quickly did not care... is it necessary to play yourself?

Well, let's just say this man is perfect.

Cheng Yun naturally laughed at the moment: “Mr. Chung, you really should listen to his scene. ”

The clock didn't speak, just waved his hand, then slowly turned his head and waited quietly - and so did the journey, naturally, with KC.

He didn't call for other temporary performances, he wasn't the one who had been working together, he couldn't get together. So after plugging in the audio cable and debugging the volume himself, Cheng also sat on the high footstool on the small stage.

With his stage performance experience, he naturally won't be frightened, and the magical guitar in his hand gives him tremendous confidence.

Cheng also held the microphone in front of him and laughed: “The atmosphere here is wonderful, let me sing something…" Hotel-California ", I hope you like it. ”

Unlike the original singer of this song, Cheng Li's voice clearly appeared young and tense. After several days of singing homework and correcting some minor mistakes of the past, Cheng also started singing the first sentence much more naturally than before.

The moment the guitar sounds, it has captured the guests in the KC. In KC, there are many professional circles of people on weekdays, and even occasionally some of the biggest ones show up.

The people here, how do they know some professional knowledge —— and when the guitar sounds, it's been hit like never before.

Obviously it's a simple start, obviously without too much skill, but the first note can be turned into quicksand, slowly dragging people into a soft, powerless swirl, and getting deeper and deeper... as if they can't pull themselves out.

Some female customers have even begun to look intrigued.

KC suddenly became quiet... like in the middle of the night. It was like being taken to this exotic hotel in the middle of the night, watching the dusk around it.

The clock dust also listens like all Guests - but at the same time, he is able to carefully observe the reactions of those around him. Their expressions, their movements, their eyes, one did not escape the eyes of the Second Master Zhong.

He knows very well that these people have been conquered by this young man on stage playing guitar… but he alone, he did not.

Not interested.

The clock soon found its own problem - he had lost interest, not only in love, but also in the joy of happiness, and so on.

Only by preserving his sense of accomplishment would he be able to raise his mood for nothing - obviously, the singing of the same hearing did not bring him any sense of accomplishment.

Perhaps after this young man has achieved outstanding results in the orchestra in the future, he, as the pusher behind the scenes, will feel that the oil of achievement is still alive... so he will be happy.

Naturally no one can guess what the clock is thinking... and the surrounding Guests are already immersed in Cheng Yan's performance, and no one pays attention to him.

Even into a cloud...

Even in the clouds, we didn't pay attention to the clock falling dust at this moment —— and when we found this clock falling dust, our consciousness frowned. He knows the heart of this companion, and he knows that he is always happy and temporarily loyal.

But now it's as if I've forgotten all about it. This is so unusual... the clock drops dust and starts studying the appearance of the Guests, feeling weird more and more, “... as if it were, obsessed? ”

Suddenly, Cheng also knocked on the microphone and said softly, "Thank you for listening. ”

Before I knew it, Cheng Yan's song was finished, and the guests in KC, at this time, reacted, and suddenly, the applause sounded.

Naturally, there's no way to compare it to the applause of a concert audience —— but let all the guests in the audience cheer up.

This has never happened in KC's history.

This young guitarist has conquered everyone's ears here!

The Guests were not finished, and a woman's voice sounded, calling for Jean to continue to play another song. When someone spoke, the constant demands began to appear.

Cheng also looked at the table where Li Zifeng and others were. He noticed that Li Zifeng nodded to him, indicating yes.

“Well, I'll do it again.” Cheng smiled.

This sense of being sought after is like a mandolo... intoxicating.

And the Guest, once again caught in an intoxication that he couldn't pull out, and the clock dust, once again, was in doubt —— because he wasn't intoxicated, he felt like he was an outsider.

So he... gradually came up with some ideas, or guesses!

“Unpassed from his former name... overnight?” The clock squeezed his eyes slightly, which reminded him of somewhere… a certain boss.

He can find that place through the Zhang family, others... Why not?

……

“Gentlemen, gentlemen! Hi, I'm Li Zifeng. Perhaps some of you know me, and I've seen some acquaintances! ”

Cheng also sang four songs in a row before getting off the stage himself - he felt that if he didn't take the initiative to get off the stage, the people in there would keep listening and even sing until his throat was dull.

But this is too unusual... or the guitar is too powerful, and Jean has to worry about something.

And just after he got down, Li Zifeng immediately caught up with him, “The person just now, is also Cheng, I hope you can all remember his name. Because, in the future, Cheng will also be the newcomer to our flying cloud entertainment! I hope to be friends and pay more attention in the future. ”

The Guests laughed for a while… of course, they remembered Cheng Yanya's name.

“This guy is pretty good at advertising.” The clock was dusty, smiling lightly, looking at Sung Yun and saying a word.

Cheng Yun looked at the clock dust and was satisfied with the effect, and suddenly said: “This plum peak has been mixed for so long, it still has some ability and wrist. Second Major, if you think he's good, why don't we just reuse him? ”

Sung Yun won't hurt a person in front of the clock... because he knows that the Second Young Master doesn't like to mess with the right person.

“You'll see.” The clock suddenly stood up, twisting the button on his suit, and said softly: “I have to go back first. You don't have to give it to me, it's a good process, cultivate it well... it's worth cultivating. ”

“Second Major walks slowly. ”

Cheng Yun respectfully said... this time Li Zifeng and Cheng are also gone, he can naturally shout two less.

When Cheng also returned, Heran was also the moment of the clock dust departure. They walked face to face. Cheng also looked at the clock dust, and saw that his eyes smelled like a smile and not a laugh. He subconsciously snapped.

Seeing the clock dust fall as it walks by, suddenly he whispers: “Learn to cover yourself up more. ”

What's that supposed to mean?

Cheng suddenly turned around, but watched the clock fall behind him and slowly left. There was a hint of uneasiness...