Trafford’s Trading Club

Li Zifeng again experienced what happened the night he and Cheng also met.

This is a live TV show, a show with a massive, scheduled audience… but at this point, the whole show is shouting again.

Of course, it's not the name of the song that Cheng also sang —— it's the word that meant it.

Again, again... the whole field is shouting for this first time on stage, this new guy again, don't quit.

This near uncomfortable behavior actually happened in this live show… even the people in the program director's group, at this moment, did not seem to intend to deal with it.

The director, who was quite famous for his show, sat still at the moment, as if he had something to say about it.

Li Zifeng was able to understand the director's mood because he was the one with the most hearings and live… he could not deny that he had been wholeheartedly conquered by this man on the spot.

It is precisely because he has been conquered by his ears that he will believe with great confidence that this man can emit tremendous light and heat in the future… it is worthwhile for him to use all kinds of means to tie Cheng up with himself completely.

“Don't do it! Cheng too! Cheng too! Cheng too! ”

But as soon as Cheng sang, he bowed deeply to all the audiences on stage, walking down from the side of the stage and in front of Li Zifeng.

“Oh my God! You're almost trying to scare me!” Li Zifeng appealed: “I really freaked out when you came out alone and changed the song temporarily... but I didn't expect you would still be such a great guy! Perfect! But next time, could you tell me in advance? I'm timid...”

Li Zifeng couldn't even suppress his impulse. “Did you know that! Reason tells me that I should take you back to the lounge now and wait for the final result... but there is also a voice telling me that the best thing to do is kick you back on stage and let you continue singing!! ”

“Let's go.” Cheng also nodded slightly, turning his guitar on his back and exiting towards the side safety door.

But the audience's emotions obviously got a little excited because Cheng also left - and of course, they didn't get too irrational.

It's just that they don't know when their expectations for the next singer have been lowered to the lowest... or not?

……

Hung Guan appealed softly.

He witnessed this magical scene with his own eyes, and listened to the seats around him talking about the same thing as the process.

Hung Guan felt something strange.

When the guitar sounded on the stage, his memories seemed like a flood that opened the door, barging wildly in his mind, as if to bring him straight back many years ago.

The days and nights of the eleventh month and seven days rotated in his head.

It's just that he can listen with all his heart, but he's not as immersed in the audience as he is in these scenes.

“There has been a lot of progress in singing...”

Hung Guan slowly remembered a few minutes of the show on the front desk, and suddenly a smile appeared: “And the guitar technology is still the same great! ”

Hung Guan took a deep breath, and instead of being like the rest of the audience, he still missed the extent of his departure, but quietly left his seat... and nobody noticed his departure, because the audience's mind was still in the process and so was the new man.

Hung Guan left the television station very directly, without any stops, and the next performance may be wonderful, but his mind is not here.

He would rather go back to the hospital early to accompany his wife.

He is also adhering to the agreement he signed… Hong Guan suddenly felt that Cheng also wanted to tell him something because the ticket would be delivered to him.

He didn't forget the deal, and you've given up, and now the stage is between us... between us.

“Little dreams, too, did it for you. ”

Hung Guan glanced back at the TV station, then watched the night sky and suddenly laughed: “Again... are you listening up there too? ”

He suddenly stopped hating Cheng and let Li Zifeng come and negotiate with himself.

At this moment he looked up at the sky and took a deep breath, "because... it wasn't you who left us, but finally, even I left you. It's the only one who's still here...”

Hung Guan appealed, cleaned up some complex moods, found his own battery car parked on the side of the road, and went to the hospital all the way.

He sincerely thanked fate and allowed Cheng to come to the stage and sing the song.

……

Goddamn it, you're leaving now?

Had it not been for the club's supreme boss and maid, Tai Yin felt like a bearded stare.

Reasoning... the master likes high-quality souls, too shady is naturally thinking about drilling in this direction.

These two brothers are very affectionate, but almost as opposed to each other because of a Li Zifeng infarction, this designation is the imperfection of Cheng's soul.

Tai Yin also looked forward to seeing Hung Guan and Cheng, and then the club's new fried chicken player took the lead, turning around Qian Kun, balabala, tearing apart Li Zifeng's trick to make the two of us better!

Of course, the obstacle to not knowing that your owner will come in person... the old Taoist can only accompany the owner the whole way, the plan is to abort naturally.

“Too shady, good delivery. ”

Standing outside the TV station, the boss suddenly sent a message.

As soon as I heard it, I was shaking my instincts and I was terrified: "Master! Damn it! Idiot! Midway, what did you say this time? ”

“I said, although you have been simple and rude...” Rochu smiled slightly and patted Tai Yin's shoulder gently, "but this delivery was really good. ”

“But... but Hong Guan, this is...”

Too shady beamed for a moment, stunned to figure out what to say... is the boss praising him or not interesting.

Master... Why do I panic when you say so?

The club's new black soul messenger, even more willing to be hung by the maid, feels more comfortable.

“Let's go.” Lo Qiu was not looking too shady, but at Yu Night, "he said softly.“ After being influenced by Cheng, the next singer probably didn't play well, and there was nothing to expect. ”

“Master, do you need to prepare a night snack? ”

“No,” Rochu shook his head and suddenly came to his senses. “The bus route here is good. It can go around the old town. Sit with me. I want to see the night view. ”

“Okay.”

So... is it the right thing to do? Or was it a mistake?

Too shady to watch these two big characters walk away and mess in the wind... the old way I was fucking praised??

Too shady to face.

“I'm not a saltfish anymore? ”

……

……

The audience's emotions eventually subsided.

After all, the host was professional, and although it was difficult to suppress his mood, he went to the stage under compulsive calm and continued to host the show.

After all, the show has just begun, it's just the first song, but there are still a lot of old singers who are not in the show.

But there are people who can really use music to move people to this point… it's also what the host sees in his life.

This man, the future is immeasurable!

Next up, the next singer… of course under unprecedented pressure.

But the ghost knows what he's been through all this way from the lounge to the stage. Anyway, this second singer, his first key was missung...

……

“How do you feel? ”

At the table, the clock suddenly dropped and asked: because he noticed that Zhang Yuanrui had calmed down.

Miss Zhang is now looking below the stage, and the next singer is on stage. I saw her rethinking slightly: “So did Cheng, in his song... as if he lived in a god, it's amazing. ”

The clock suddenly squeezed its eyes, “Yes, it's amazing... this guy, when the company grows it all. ”

Zhang Quanrui nodded, “Let Cheng Yun do a good job of this matter, and the extent of the future, may become the first card of Feiyun entertainment. ”

“Second Major, Miss Zhang, I will definitely take care of this, don't worry both of you!” When Cheng Yunton patted his chest and promised to come down.

At this moment, the clock dropped and looked at Zhang Rui, suddenly: “What, after listening to the process, are you still in the mood to see the next singer? ”

Zhang Wanrui frowned slightly.

The clock dropped to the end: “I look at you, I've been looking down there, quite concerned. ”

"I'm just looking at how these audiences react," Zhang Wanrui said softly. "Aren't the backwardness and backwardness the best proof that the company wants to cultivate? ”

“Exactly.” The clock smiled softly and did not intend to ask anything.

Zhang Yu Rui also did not continue to look below, searching for that one that may not have appeared, but she just glanced at the wrong figure for a while.

She stood up and said, "I'm leaving first. ”

The clock waved: “Cheng Yun, send Miss Zhang away. Besides, say hi to the old lady for me. ”

Zhang Wanrui glanced softly at the clock.

This man, she still can't see his bones.

……

……

Though it was later than usual, not surprisingly, Rochu was able to see Ren Ziling entering the house like a loser, stepping on his shoes everywhere, and then laying on the couch.

“Have you eaten? ”

Ren Ziling was impotent: “When she first came back, she and Pear ate something on the street. ”

“Drink some water. ”

Lochu came for a glass of warm water.

Ren Ziling rose up and took the cup, but suddenly patted himself on the couch next to him, indicating that Boss Shiloh sat down.

After Lochu sat down, she opened her eyes and looked at Lochu and split her head and asked, "Why are you dropping out of school? ”