Chapter 14 (2/2)
Nearby, someone immediately reminded the guests: ”boss Zhang, don't be noisy. I heard that he is the third young master of Qiao's family.”
Boss Zhang: ”bang! The third young master of the Qiao family still needs to come to the bar to sing and brag. ”
He went over and sat down on the bar, drunk and yelled, ”stop singing. Come and have a drink with me.”
Mo Yu is still sitting by the piano, his eyes toward the sleeping man on the bar.
”Hey, how dare you disobey me.”
Boss Zhang slapped his hand on the table and yelled: ”I don't want to mix here, do you?”
The strength of his photo was so strong that the glasses on the table moved slightly.It also wakes the man sleeping on the bar.
The tingling tympanic membrane and the headache after drinking make the man frown tightly.
Boss Zhang is still playing with wine mania: ”TM, a singer really has a face. In a word, the whole s city does not have...”
”Roll away!”
Qiao Yang's voice is not big, low and deep, with no wake-up hoarseness.
”Who dare you to let me go.” Boss Zhang was suddenly scolded and rolled his sleeves in anger as if he wanted to hit someone.
Until he closed his mouth in an instant with a clear look.
A man rubbed his temple with one hand and swept him lightly.
Just sharp eyebrows, clear eyes, tight thin lips, as well as sharp and moist mandible all exude a natural strong aura, and appalling evil spirit.
Boss Zhang was afraid for a moment, and then he saw who he was.
He immediately jumped up from the chair and backed up with a smile: ”yes It's Qiao Shao. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. ”
While bowing and bowing, he wanted to quickly slip away: ”disturb your elegant interest, I'm going to roll, I'm going to roll.”
Qiao Yang's voice was clear: ”come back.”
Although he was sleepy, he also heard a few words about this man insulting Mo Yu.
He understood how difficult it was for a 22-year-old college student to earn money by singing in such a place.
At least when he saw it, he supported himself for Mo Yu, and he would not be bullied by others.
”Yes, yes, young Joe. What can I do for you?”
Boss Zhang didn't dare to go back, and his heart was cold.
Qiao's family is a great family with a history of one hundred years.
Financial resources and contacts are still in social status, which is not comparable to his small boss.
He regretted to hit the wall, why an impulse to provoke the boy.
If the third young master of the Qiao family doesn't let him go tonight, he will either lose his family or lose half his life.
Qiao Yang jaw toward Mo Yu direction slightly a bit, simply put down two words: ”sorry.”
Just an apology?
Zhang's heart is ecstatic, gratitude in front of Mo Yu constantly apologized, ask for forgiveness.
Until Qiao Yang let him go again, he ran away in a hurry.
Mo Yu bowed his head and continued to play and sing, and his eyes showed a warm smile
his heart was filled with an emotion, which was a sense of satisfaction and pride protected.
His family condition is very general, the university living expenses all depend on oneself singing to earn.
Bars and nightclubs are places where you can't avoid meeting some difficult guests.
For the sake of his work, he is used to these grievances.
But after that night, many people thought he was Qiao Yang's.
Therefore, the supervisor of Yemei raised his salary, and the staff paid him polite compliments, and no guests came to harass him again.
There are even people trying to please Qiao in order to get on with him.
Just having a relationship with Qiao Yang can change his life so much.
Mo Yu thought: if I was not so afraid and agreed to associate with him, it would be great.
Qiao Yang asked the bartender to make him a lower degree cocktail.
He held a thin steel bar in one hand, stirring the ice, and the glass body made a disorderly Ding Dong sound.
With one hand holding his head to watch Mo Yu playing and singing, he said, ”I'm afraid You have a good voice
A low word, so that the singing Mo Yu immediately stopped.
He went to Qiao Yang and said, ”no, it's you who wrote good music and lyrics. It's good to sing any way. ”
Qiao Yang has no focal length in his eyes and mutters to himself: ”for a person.”
Mo Yu jumped in his heart and became nervous. He asked, ”yes, is it? That must be the man Joe cherishes
Qiao Yang: My brother. ”
The heart that raised immediately let go.
Mo Yu breathed a sigh of relief and tentatively asked and answered:
”if Qiao Shao doesn't dislike the songs you write in the future Can I sing it for you
He was afraid that Qiao Yang might think he was an ordinary person, so he quickly promoted himself:
”I, I actually sang on the live platform, and now I have a lot of fans. I will mark the composer as Qiao Shao you...”
Qiao Yang is drunk, but his head is clear.
Mo Yu's voice is clear and pure, with a long lasting aftertaste, which is really similar to his style of writing songs.
He also composed and sold music to music producers or record companies. It was sung by singers and recorded on records, which was widely spread.
By the way!
Qiao Yang's heart suddenly brightened.
If my brother is really in this world, one day he hears his song, maybe he can find him.
”Yes.”
Qiao Yang immediately agreed to him, and then proposed, ”shall we cooperate?””Cooperation?”
Mo Yu's eyes brightened. It was a big surprise.
But some of them couldn't believe it and asked, ”how, how to cooperate?”
Qiao Yang thought for a moment that he had enough money and status in the world, as well as the contacts brought about by his status.
Don't need to work hard, just write songs to Mo Yu to sing.
Qiao Yang thought while thinking: ”how about setting up a music studio? Please have a familiar music producer or management team... ”
”But it doesn't need too many people, because I'm the only one who composes music with you.”
Mo Yu is ecstatic, his dream has come true so easily?!
And it was set up for him by Qiao Yang!!
He seized Qiao Yang's arm excitedly, and his eyes were shining: ”I will give you a good song. Make money for you. ”
Qiao Yang gave a faint smile.
Mo Yu looked at the people in front of him, and suddenly remembered that when he was in high school, Qiao Yang pressed him down on the desk and almost forced him to kiss him.
Memories of the past made him blush and his heart beat wildly. He whispered:
”if this is true, you are my father, and I will It's up to you in the future. ”
”You just want to It's OK to think about it... ”
Said behind, Mo Yu sound like mosquito hum.
His head was almost close to his chest, even his neck was pink, and he was ashamed to smoke.
”Well?”
Qiao Yang didn't understand what he meant: ”what did you say?”
Mo Yu
Ah ah ah ah, this kind of words that have the face to say the second time ah!!!
He was so ashamed that Qiao Yang didn't understand his meaning.
”Yes, it is...”
He moved closer to Qiao Yang, still hung his head and did not dare to look at Qiao Yang: ”you, if you want to I won't hide from what you do to me. ”
Qiao Yang
He raised his hand and slapped Mo Yu on the head: ”nonsense, we are friends.”
After getting drunk, Mo Yutong bowed his head and said, ”Oh,” and looked at him wrongly:
”well, you were still...”
”I didn't know. Did it hurt you? ”
Qiao Yang quickly reached out and rubbed it for him.
Not far away, a man secretly raised his mobile phone to take a shot, and the scene was frozen down.
Half a minute later, Geng Hui received the picture, and he said with a gossipy face:
”Qiao Shao escaped from work all afternoon and went to the night charm private meeting as a young lover.”
”What?”
Gu Ye frowns and looks at the past.
The author has something to say:
Mo Yu is a good friend! good friend! good friend!
Don't stand in line.