I started to become more self-disciplined at the age of 30

Chapter 18 18. A bar full at eight o'clock? Three stockings of roses.

Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Wang Jing, and Li Wen were also a little embarrassed. They didn't dare to look at Zhao Haitang below and lowered their heads to tune their instruments.

Only Jiang Chen looked relatively calm. He tried the microphone and was about to turn on the live broadcast on his phone.

He doesn't care much whether there are audiences below the stage. As long as there are audiences in the live broadcast room listening to him sing, that's enough.

However, a figure in a white dress suddenly walked in hurriedly from the door. When she saw Jiang Chen sitting on the stage, her eyes lit up instantly. Then she found the nearest seat and sat down, then waved to Jiang Chen and Pu Yuexi and others on the stage.

The person who came was Han Qing.

Jiang Chen also nodded and smiled at Han Qing, while Pu Yuexi and the other three waved at Han Qing in response.

Zhao Haitang looked at Han Qing and Jiang Chen's interaction with confusion, then stood up and asked softly, "Beautiful lady, do you know Jiang Chen and Yuexi?"

Han Qing blinked her big eyes and looked at Zhao Haitang: "Who are you?"

Zhao Haitang: "Oh, sorry, is this your first time here? I'm the boss here."

Han Qing: "Oh, this is indeed my first time in a bar. I'm Jiang Chen's neighbor and also friends with Sister Pu. When I saw Jiang Chen's notice to come here to sing live, I rushed over."

Zhao Haitang continued to ask: "Do you like Jiang Chen's singing very much?"

Han Qing answered affirmatively: "Of course, he is very talented and sings very well. He sings a new song every day during his live broadcast these days, and many live broadcast viewers are full of expectations."

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Haitang's eyes: "A new song every day?"

She didn't know the details of these, she just downloaded three songs of Jiang Chen, so she didn't know.

Han Qing's pretty face was filled with pride and pride: "Well, isn't it amazing?"

Although Zhao Haitang was not in the music circle, he knew how incredible it was to release a new song every day. He looked at Jiang Chen on the stage with a little surprise.

At this time, several hurried figures came in from the door, both men and women.

"is it here?"

"It's here, the Star and Moon Bar. I've been here once. It's a relatively quiet bar."

"Didn't you miss that dog anchor's time?"

"I've been keeping an eye on his live streaming account, but he hasn't started yet."

"Look, isn't that him on the stage? He's actually quite handsome in real life, even more handsome than during the live broadcast, and he didn't even use the beauty filter."

“There’s no one in this bar.”

"It's not even eight o'clock yet, it's strange there's anyone in the bar."

Five or six people, three men and two women, quickly found a seat and sat down, waving to the waiter to order.

Several waitresses looked at each other in bewilderment. They had been working here for so long, but this was the first time they saw customers coming to the bar before eight o'clock.

Zhao Haitang pricked up his ears and listened to their conversation. He knew that they were also here for Jiang Chen, so he didn't go over to ask more questions. He just asked a few waiters to quickly greet the guests.

Han Qing and five or six other people sat in the first row closest to the stage, watching Jiang Chen's performance from close range.

One of the girls boldly stood up and extended her hand to Jiang Chen: "Hello, I really like your song."

Jiang Chen also shook hands with the other party generously: "Thank you, thank you for your support."

A man picked up a water cup and raised it to Jiang Chen, saying loudly: "Host, I finally found this place, just to listen to your singing."

"Me too, come on, anchor!"

"Me too, anchor, you are more handsome than on the live camera."

"Host, you won't stop singing just because you get too many tips, right?"

……

Jiang Chen didn't mind the teasing from several people. He smiled and said, "Thank you all for coming to support me. My name is Jiang Chen, you can just call me Old Jiang."

Lao Jiang?

Several people looked at Jiang Chen who looked like he had just walked out of the campus, and were unable to call out to him for a moment.

Instead, Han Qing smiled and shouted, "Come on, Lao Jiang!"

Jiang Chen nodded to Han Qing, then turned back to look at Pu Yuexi and the others and asked in a low voice, "Are you ready?"

Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Li Wen, and Wang Jing all became more excited when they saw Jiang Chen attracting the audience, and they nodded at the same time.

At this time, the people in the audience noticed that there were four beautiful and charming accompanists behind Jiang Chen. Their eyes lit up and they felt that it was worth coming here today.

"These four accompaniments are beautiful, each with a different temperament. This bar is great."

“Yes, they are all very beautiful!”

"Lao Jiang is great, he has a professional accompaniment and he is still so beautiful."

……

Jiang Chen did not say anything else. He listened to Pu Yuexi and others starting to play the background music of Ideal Thirty. He immediately gathered his thoughts, stood in front of the microphone, and began to sing softly.

"After the rain, a car drove by, and the dusk turned pale."

……

The scene became quiet and no one disturbed Jiang Chen from singing. After all, the guests who came at this time all came to listen to Jiang Chen sing.

Zhao Haitang smiled much more often.

Because, when Jiang Chen was singing "Ideal Thirty", more than a dozen guests came to the bar one after another. Except for one who followed him out of curiosity, the others came for Jiang Chen.

Of the hundreds of viewers in Jiang Chen’s previous live broadcast room, more than 90% were local people from Shanghai, so when they saw Jiang Chen’s updated information about coming to the bar to sing, those who had the conditions and time rushed over.

When the people who came in heard Jiang Chen's singing, they all quickly found a seat and sat down. They stopped chatting, ordered some food and drinks, and listened to the song quietly.

"Just grow old, and don't wake up alone."

"You long to leave, but there is nowhere to stop."

"Just sing, and close your eyes."

"And the collapse of hot tears is just an existence that has not arrived..."

……

The audience listened quietly to Jiang Chen finish singing "Ideal Thirty" before they started talking and applauding.

Clap clap clap!

More than a dozen people applauded extremely enthusiastically.

"Lao Jiang, you sang so well. I almost cried again."

“It sounds better when sung live.”

"it is good!"

"Waiter, give me a bottle of wine."

“Are there any roses here?”

……

A dozen people cheered for Jiang Chen and his friends on the stage and ordered drinks. Those who ordered drinks were obviously regulars who frequented the bar. They knew that ordering drinks at this time was a way of supporting the resident singers on the stage, and the singers could get some commissions.

Zhao Haitang smiled and personally took out a bottle of imported wine worth ten thousand yuan and delivered it over.

However, other guests asked, "Boss, can you send flowers?"

Zhao Haitang immediately said, "Of course, it's still early now, I forgot to take it out just now."

The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Chen and said, "Give Jiang Chen a hundred roses."

Zhao Haitang's eyes flashed with surprise: "One hundred?"

A rose costs one hundred yuan, so one hundred roses would cost ten thousand yuan!
The middle-aged man nodded: "Yes, one hundred flowers, hurry up!"

Someone else said, "I want ten roses for Lao Jiang, too." "Two."

"Five."

"One flower to show my appreciation."

……

All of a sudden, more than 200 roses were given away, with a value of more than 20,000 yuan.

Zhao Haitang immediately asked the waiter to bring out the roses, but he began to feel anxious.

Roses are specially prepared for resident singers. If the guests think the resident singers sing well, they will send roses to show their support, which is the same as sending gifts in the live broadcast room. It is regarded as a reward for the singers. The singers can get 80% of the share. The bar makes relatively little money from roses. It mainly makes money from popularity and drinks.

The resident singer before Zhao Haitang received a maximum of about 100 roses in a day, which was worth 10,000 yuan. The singer could take away 8,000 yuan, but that was a very rare case. It was good to get once a month. Usually he would receive about 20 to 30 roses.

Most of the people who come here to consume are small-time white-collar workers, who are relatively rational.

Therefore, Zhao Haitang usually only needs to prepare about two hundred fresh roses every day, and most of them will be wasted.

But the resident singer ran away a few days ago, so she didn't prepare any roses these days.

There is actually not a single rose in the store now.

She immediately went backstage, picked up the phone and called an acquaintance who specialized in wholesale roses, asking him to send 500 roses immediately. Then she stood at the backstage door and watched more than 20 guests arrive and fill up the seats near the stage.

Normally, it would be great to have so many people at ten o'clock, but now, it's not even eight o'clock and there are already thirty or forty guests.

Not to mention that she has only been running the bar for over a year and has never seen this before, even on this bar street, it is estimated that few bar owners have seen so many customers at just after seven o'clock.

Then, Zhao Haitang took out his mobile phone, searched for Jiang Chen's live broadcast room, and immediately entered the room. He looked at the number of people online in the live broadcast room, and saw that there were already 1,100 people. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

She knew that Jiang Chen was not a contracted anchor, had no operation team, no agency, and no traffic support from the platform...

Just relying on his singing, he attracted more than 1,100 audiences?

This is almost impossible in the live broadcast field that she knows.

For some ordinary people, it is very impressive to attract more than a hundred viewers through live streaming with their good looks and some talents without any operation or platform support.

As for the hundreds or thousands of viewers...

It is impossible to do it by yourself. You must have a team to operate and hype it, or have platform traffic exposure to do it.

Some handsome anchors with millions of fans may only have a few hundred or a thousand people online during their live broadcasts. Among them, there are also robots operated by many teams to make up the number and post barrage comments to create an atmosphere.

The more than a thousand people in Jiang Chen’s live broadcast room are all real people.

Zhao Haitang looked at Jiang Chen standing on the stage with surprise, listening to Jiang Chen's emotional singing.

"Quickly shake off the dust, don't dirty your eyes."

"Maybe. You have already forgotten it in the midst of conversation and laughter."

"And I have experienced many hardships in my wandering life."

"Missing someone requires time to recover slowly..."

……

The forty or fifty audience members in the audience were all listening to the song quietly, and a few men among them visibly wiped their cheeks.

After the song ended, Zhao Haitang put her worries to rest because she was busy again.

"Give me a bottle of wine."

"Fifty roses."

"Where are the roses? Hurry!"

"Sorry, I'll be there soon. We opened too early today and the flowers haven't been delivered yet. They're on the way and will be here soon."

"Write this down for me. Ten roses."

"One hundred..."

……

There are more than three hundred roses, and together with the previous ones, there are more than five hundred roses in total.

The sales of alcoholic beverages also increased significantly.

Zhao Haitang took a deep breath, suppressed her excitement, greeted the customers with a quick smile, then went backstage to call the flower shop again to order an additional 500 roses.

On the stage, the musical accompaniment changed.

……

Jiang Chen's singing voice was also completely different from before, becoming passionate, high-pitched and loud.

"When separation blooms, new branches emerge."

"Like winter goes and spring comes, waiting for the new snow to melt."

"Every time you leave home, you carry your concerns far away with you."

"The prosperity of the city covers the crescent moon."

“When separation blooms, it grows on the cliff.”

“On the highest mountaintop you will hear the answer.”

"There's nothing to be afraid of, kid, just go ahead and fly."

"Behind you, there is a home waiting for you..."

……

The singing filled the entire bar.

Zhao Haitang felt a little emotional when listening to Jiang Chen's singing, but he forced himself to hold it back. He also agreed in his heart that Jiang Chen's singing was indeed beautiful.

In particular, these songs are all new songs, not old songs and online songs that everyone has already become tired of listening to.

No wonder it attracts so many loyal viewers.

"One hundred roses."

"Give me a bottle of wine."

"Fifty roses!"

"Ten Roses Talk..."

……

When the song ended, a chorus of voices quickly rang out from the almost full venue, almost everyone wanting to give Jiang Chen roses.

At eight o'clock, the bar was full!
Zhao Haitang couldn't believe it. She knew that if she told others about it, no one in the bar street nearby would dare to believe it.

Because all the bars on the bar street next to it may be empty right now.

And here she is.

It's full.

More than five hundred roses were added, and with the previous five hundred, there are now more than one thousand one hundred!
Zhao Haitang hurriedly made another phone call backstage and directly added another thousand roses.

At this time, Jiang Chen on the stage did not sing immediately. He looked at the dense barrage of comments flashing on his mobile phone. Almost all of them were talking about the new song, and there were also some reward messages.

Jiang Chen picked up his phone and looked at the backstage. Seeing that the total amount of rewards was less than 20,000, he said, "The audience in the live broadcast room should stop giving rewards. If the reward reaches 20,000, I will end the broadcast."

"Next, the last song is the new song I'm going to sing today!"

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded again.

There was also warm applause from the already full bar.

(End of this chapter)