back to being a teacher

Chapter 254 The Ballad
In less than 10 minutes, we arrived at the door of the bar.

Wang Mingming specially waited for Fang Bai at the door.

"Brother Ming..."

Fang Bai said hello as soon as he got out of the car.

"Little Fangzi!"

Wang Mingming smiled and waved, but when he saw the two female students coming down, his smile suddenly froze, and he quickly changed his words: "Teacher Fang, um, Teacher Fang!"

But 'Little Fangzi' has already entered the ears of Chen Yue and Zhang Jing...

The two of them suppressed their laughter and did not dare to laugh out loud. They did not expect that such a serious teacher Fang had such a name...

"Wang Mingming, just call me uncle!"

Fang Bai introduced with a cold face.

"Hello Uncle Wang!"

"Hello Uncle Wang!"

The two students greeted each other obediently.

"Call me Uncle Pi, call me..."

Wang Mingming said angrily, but he hadn't finished speaking yet.

"Hello, Uncle Pi!"

"Fart... uncle fart, hello!"

Without thinking, Chen Yue followed Wang Mingming's words and shouted.

Zhang Jing was a little embarrassed

"Hahahahaha..."

Fang Bai was stunned when he heard this title.

Even the brother who was driving couldn't help but chuckle.

"I said..."

Wang Mingming's face turned green, and he quickly said: "What I mean is, just call me brother, just call me Brother Ming, no need to call me uncle..."

"How can that be done? The etiquette cannot be abolished. You must call me uncle!"

Fang Bai lectured seriously.

"Fuck, Xiao Fangzi, you've rebelled, haven't you? Don't listen to your teacher, listen to your brother, call me Brother Ming..."

Wang Mingming was angry.

Fang Bai stared at Chen Yue and Zhang Jing coldly.

Facing the head teacher's death gaze, the two people still didn't dare to mess around, and called out obediently: "Hello, Uncle Ming!"

"You're staring at your ass!"

Wang Mingming slapped Fang Bai on the back of the head, then looked at the two little girls with an amiable look and said: "Don't worry, you will be Brother Ming's people from now on. If your teacher Fang dares to wear small shoes for you, give it to Ming Ming." Brother said, Brother Ming beat him to death..."

"Hehe, okay, Brother Ming..."

Chen Yue smiled when she saw Teacher Fang being taught a lesson. You must know that no one in school dared to punish Teacher Fang like this...

"Um?!"

Fang Bai suddenly became serious.

Chen Yue stuck out her tongue and whispered: "Hello, Uncle Ming..."

"Threatening, right?"

Wang Mingming grabbed Fang Bai's ear with one hand.

"Ahem, call me Brother Ming, call me Brother Ming..."

Fang Bai was immediately frightened.

"Whee!"

The two little girls watched this scene with a snicker.

After Wang Mingming and Fang Bai were fooling around for a while, they were brought in.

There were not many people in the bar at this time.

Wang Mingming took Fang Bai and others to the booth, and then ordered some juice and drinks for the two girls.

"It mainly performs for two hours from 7 o'clock to 9 o'clock. During this time, most girls come to relax, so they need to sing some songs. After 9 o'clock, it is the time for those who come to have fun. At that time, there are Dedicated DJ!”

"is that OK?"

Wang Mingming asked.

Fang Bai looked at the two little girls.

These two little girls were still looking around since it was their first time in the bar.

"Ah... no problem, no problem!"

Only then did Chen Yue react and nodded quickly.

"Okay, two hours, the singing fee is one thousand, and you can keep the rewards you receive!"

Wang Mingming doesn't care about the money. The bar sells wine, and the wine is much more expensive than outside.

The cheapest bottle of beer outside costs [-] yuan, but here it costs [-] yuan. They are not sold by the bottle, but by the dozen...

The cheapest fruit plate costs 58!There are 88 and 120 above!
In other words, if you want to drink comfortably in a bar, you don't have to spend thousands of dollars a night, it's just a drink.

Of course, there are also ways to spend less money. Go to the bar and order a cocktail, which you can drink slowly...

Or just go to the table.

The most arrogant person Fang Bai has ever seen is almost like Mr. Zhao, who can earn hundreds of thousands a night.

When Fang Bai was playing in his previous life, Wang Mingming opened several bottles of Ace of Spades to Fang Bai, but Fang Bai only drank like that...

"no problem!"

When Chen Yue heard that there was money to be taken, her eyes suddenly lit up and she nodded. Looking at the stage in the bar, she turned to look at Wang Mingming: "Ming...Brother Ming, can I go up and sing now?"

"of course can!"

Wang Mingming nodded and said: "You can use these two hours as you wish. Anyway, I only need a little, as long as no customers complain to you!"

"It's on us!" Chen Yue patted her little chest and said.

When Chen Yue heard that she could go up and sing, she immediately thought of singing. She was already exhausted at school and practiced every day, but how could singing alone be as exciting as singing in front of so many people!
But the next moment, she was pinned down by Fang Bai.

"Teacher, let me give you an example. Singing in a bar is different from singing in other places!"

Fang Bai also felt a little itchy. After all, who wouldn't want to put something in that trouser pocket...

Fang Bai took a sip of water and walked onto the stage without looking back.

Most of the musicians in the bar knew Fang Bai.

Seeing that there was an extra person on the stage, the girls drinking below suddenly became interested.

But the next moment, after seeing that the person on the stage turned out to be Fang Bai...

"Wow ah ah ah ah!"

"I actually waited for Teacher Fang!"

"Teacher Fang, wait for me, I want to record a video!"

"Teacher Fang, I love you!"

"Teacher Fang, Teacher Fang!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Wet..."

Countless people screamed, and many people came to Wang Mingming's bar. A large part of the reason was that Fang Bai had appeared in this bar several times.

So many people want to try their luck here. What if they do? !
Fang Bai pressed it with his hand, then took the guitar from the guitarist on the side and said into the microphone: "Today, I won't sing any nice songs!"

"Let's have a ballad!"

After the words fell, many people stopped and cheered.

There is nothing more important than quietly listening to Teacher Fang singing.

More people concentrated on recording videos.

However, some people who know music are immediately disappointed when they hear the word folk song.

why?
Folk songs were already in decline in the 90s and [-]s, but at the beginning of the new century, there were no folk songs to speak of. Now, pop music is king!
"Sing a folk song?!"

"I remember this type of songs. Most of them are campus songs, right?"

"In this day and age, who still sings folk songs!"

"Yeah, he's not a kid anymore!"

"Might as well sing rock and roll!"

"Teacher Fang's rock music is super exciting!"

"Shh..."

Fang Bai listened to the discussion below and did not say anything, but smiled.

After all, there is no Song Ye in this world...and no Old Wolf.

Folk songs are songs dedicated to loneliness.

Fang Bai asked the drummer behind him to play a simple four beats... and then started playing along with the guitar.

In fact, folk songs do not need much accompaniment.

Just a few simple instruments will do.

It's more a question of the singer's timbre. Song Ye's voice can be said to be a natural folk voice, low and magnetic. Listening to him sing is a pleasure.

Fang Bai took a deep breath and adjusted his vocal cords.

"Let me see you again!"

"From south to north!"

"Like the blindfolded eyes of the North Fifth Ring Road!"

"Please say it again!"

"About that day!"

"The girl holding the box!"

"And the man who wiped the sweat!"

"I know, those summers!"

"It's like youth that can't come back!"

"The only thing that can replace dreams is reluctance!"

……

This low voice sounded like a chant, as if it was whispering or narrating to itself.

It surprised many people.

They all looked at the man on the stage.

This feeling is like walking on a path full of fallen leaves in the autumn wind. The wind blows gently and the fallen leaves float gently. Occasionally, a fallen leaf floats in front of you...

You are the only one on the whole path. It seems that you have walked this path with her before.

Thinking of the past, everything quietly disappeared with the fallen leaves in the sky.

A touch of loneliness and a touch of sadness.

This is how ballads always bring out the deepest loneliness in your heart, then stimulate your brain and make you immersed in the helplessness of the past.

That feeling of being helpless and helpless...

　For this book, I have almost planned out the rest of the plot.

　　So thinking about it should not exist.

　　As for the holes dug in front, I will fill them in.

　　The second thing is that I have already written the finale. I wrote the finale first and then started writing the beginning.

　　So there is no such thing as a bad ending!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)