Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK.

Chapter 390: So annoying (the end) [4K6]

Dongshan Youxiang's singing skills and business sense are indeed both online.

No matter it is the opening song "First Love" or the ending song "Love", both of them show her personal style. To borrow a classic comment from a music magazine, she is the kind of person who can be quickly remembered by the audience as long as she has a good original song.

In addition, someone had paved the way for her before, so the new audience in the audience had a very good impression of her.

If nothing goes wrong, this bar will have a few more regular customers.

"Okay, my time is up. Thank you for your support tonight. See you tomorrow~"

After speaking these farewell words in a light-hearted manner, Dongshan Youxiang bowed and quickly walked off the stage.

For her, singing is both a hobby and a job. No matter how much she enjoys herself while working, she will clock out on time without hesitation when it is time to get off work.

But she won't leave immediately after work.

After all, working by yourself and watching others work are two different concepts.

"I really don't have any regrets at all~"

Looking at Dongshan Youxiang who was hunched over and sitting in the booth, Miyajima Taki, who was lying on the table, teased her mischievously.

"What else? It's weird to like going to work."

Dongshan Youxiang didn't care about her boss's teasing at all. She took out the straw she had just touched at the front desk, inserted it into the glass of watermelon juice in front of her, and then took a deep sip.

After feeling the sweetness on the tip of her tongue, she squinted her eyes comfortably.

Sure enough, having a glass of watermelon juice after work is the most refreshing thing!

This is the meaning of summer!
"When you have a family, a lot of things are beyond your control."

Miyajima Taki propped himself up, held up his chin with his left hand, and looked at the host who was making the announcement on the stage with emotion.

"If I remember correctly, you seem to be still single, right?"

"This kind of thing is not important! What's important is the content of my emotion!"

"Got it, Auntie Manager~"

Dongshan Youxiang stuck out her tongue, put down the cup, and leaned comfortably on the sofa in the booth.

Thanks to the store manager's wealth and the store's booming sales, the sofas in the store are the most comfortable on the market.

Even more comfortable than sleeping in her bed.

"I told you to call me sister! I'm not that old, okay!"

"Young people don't speak like they have experienced life before."

Dongshan Youxiang blinked, then grabbed a pillow and hugged it in her arms.

"What do you know? Everyone has sad moments, especially at night! And if you insist, it would be strange if you didn't feel sad once in a while at your age!"

Miyajima Taki defended himself vehemently.

She is not even thirty-seven yet. If you round it up, she is just thirty. Plus, she takes good care of herself and has a young mentality. It is no problem for her to declare that she is twenty-five. Then if you round it up again, isn't that just in her early twenties?
Very young!

“I don’t have that many regrets.”

Dongshan Youxiang gave a light answer.

"...I suddenly want to deduct your salary for disrespecting the boss!"

"Sister Manager Da-Mei! I want to buy the latest lipstick!"

"Oh, it's too late!"

Miyajima Taki snorted in mock anger, then took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to her.

“Here is your salary for last month.”

No matter how much fun she has, she will not lose a penny of the salary she deserves.

"Thank you, store manager sister, love you~"

Dongshan Youxiang took the envelope and stuffed it into the lining of her coat.

"Your love comes too quickly." Miyajima Taki shook his head, then changed the subject and talked about business, "What do you think of the JD today?"

"Well, not very good to be honest, but if she's willing to put in the effort, it's not impossible."

Dongshan Youxiang recalled the stage presence of the female college student and gave her own evaluation.

"She is your junior schoolmate. As a junior schoolmate, why don't you take care of her?"

"Let's keep things one."

Dongshan Youxiang laughed.

No wonder, when the other person stepped down from the stage, she felt that he looked familiar, it turned out to be an alumnus.

"Okay, I'll reply to her like this."

Miyajima Taki nodded slightly, took out his mobile phone, typed a line of text, and clicked send.

"Fuck!"

Dongshan Youxiang looked at the host walking off the stage and suddenly remembered something.

"what happened?"

Miyajima Taki put away his phone and looked towards the stage.

It just so happened that Watanabe Yu and Hayakawa Yuki had just come on stage.

Come to think of it, he should be fine, right?
Looking at the face that looked particularly young and handsome under the light, she felt inexplicably uneasy.

"I forgot to tell everyone to take care of them before I left the stage."

Dongshan Youxiang made a self-blaming sound.

For a person with such a carefree personality, she would feel uncomfortable with some harsh comments, let alone the two high school students on the stage.

If they got nervous or performed poorly during the performance, the audience...

She couldn't help but feel anxious.

People may not say bad words, but the smacking sound and dissatisfied expression can be no less damaging than bad reviews.

"Don't worry, didn't you get through smoothly when you first went on stage?"

Miyajima Taki patted Dongshan Youxiang's shoulder and comforted her.

She could understand Youxiang's anxiety. After all, her own sister had been hurt in this way. The reason why Youxiang came to the bar "out of interest" was because she wanted to make a video to cheer up her sister.

only……

Why am I comforting Youxiang? Am I not worried too!?
Just as the two were frowning in worry, Watanabe Yu on the stage had already started strumming the guitar and playing the prelude to "Spark It".

Thanks to the host having already announced the show, he didn't need to say much at this moment and could just get straight to the point.

In the booth on the other side.

The middle-aged man, who had slowed down the speed of drinking, raised his eyebrows and silently looked at the two figures on the stage.

The song they were going to sing was the one he listened to the most. It wasn’t that he liked to listen to it, but his daughter liked to listen to it.

When he took her to a small local fireworks display last weekend, his daughter sang the whole way.

Really annoying!
Why do you have to make me remember these things!
I hope you get chased away after singing half a song!
The middle-aged man cursed in his heart, then retracted his gaze and continued to drink.

Now he didn't want to think so much, he just wanted to get himself drunk and forget those unpleasant things.

But many times, things don't go as planned.

As an extremely clear male voice sounded, his attention was instantly drawn to it.

Tsk.

After pursing his lips, the middle-aged man finally raised his head honestly.

He wanted to know how well the person on the stage could sing.

under the spotlight.

Watanabe Yu plucked the strings of the guitar in a relaxed manner, and sang the song with ease, a song he had sung many times.

Frankly speaking, before going on stage, he was still wondering if he would be a little nervous. After all, this was his first time performing in a bar, and he also had a task assigned by Aunt Shangzi.

But the reality was quite the opposite. From the moment he stepped onto the stage, he enjoyed the atmosphere.

The glances from the audience did not make him uncomfortable, but made him even more focused.

The memories of the fireworks festival began to gradually emerge in front of my eyes, and those emotions were brought out with them.

He sang with more devotion.

The fireworks that were blooming, the couple whose faces were illuminated by the fireworks, the whispered words "I love you", all these scenes entered his singing.

The emotions in the song began to resonate.

The sounds of clinking glasses and whispering in the audience gradually died down.

Then it disappeared completely.

The guests who had previously lowered their heads to look at their phones, secretly thinking that the young man on the stage was going to make a fool of himself, or who did not care how the person on the stage sang and only thought about drinking, raised their heads one after another.

Just like moths attracted to a flame, the gazes coming from the darkness were firmly attracted by the only light source at the moment.

Watanabe Yu became more and more immersed.

People always say "The sunset is beautiful, but it is near dusk", but he feels that since things are beautiful, we should focus on the present instead of thinking about an uncertain future that has not yet arrived.

The fireworks rising into the sky will eventually end, but as long as the fireworks that light up the night sky can illuminate the smiling faces of those around you, they are valuable and precious.

Because it is fleeting, it is precious. Because it is precious, it is worth remembering.

As the song flows, the emotion of the song gradually reaches its climax.

Yu Watanabe did not deliberately use some pleasing techniques. He just followed the picture in his heart and sang the climax of the song naturally.

パッと光って岲いた (light blooms with a pop)
Hanabi を见ていた (Fireworks come into view)

The summer is definitely not over yet

Ambiguous heart を解かして合いだ (ambiguous hearts are clarified and then connected tightly)
この夜が続いてdesire (I wish this night could last forever)

call.

After singing the last sentence, Watanabe Yu, who had come out of his memories, took a step back and played the last outro.

This may not be the best version of "Fireworks" he has ever sung, but it must be the version he is most satisfied with at this moment.

If there is anything regrettable, it is probably that this is his solo. If he had a complete band, the effect would undoubtedly be better.

The melodious ending gradually faded, and then, like fireworks rising into the night sky, it quietly disappeared.

The audience fell into silence.

At this moment, the only sound in the bar was the sound of the rain falling outside.

Gudong.

The middle-aged man swallowed, and the hand holding the wine glass loosened unconsciously. Then he suddenly lowered his eyebrows and looked at the empty hand.

It took him five or six seconds to react. It turned out that he had let go of the beer glass when he was listening intently.

call.

He took a deep breath, raised his hand and patted his cheek. The pain made his mind a little clearer.

Then he applauded without hesitation.

The applause was like sparks bouncing into grass clippings. Many people who were still savoring the song came back to their senses all of a sudden. After being stunned for two seconds, they also started to applaud.

"One more song!"

"One more song!"

The sounds of encores, whistles, and applause mixed together, and the bar, which was extremely quiet a second ago, suddenly became boiling.

"No problem, but can you give me some time?"

Watanabe Yu took off the microphone, then naturally took off the guitar and put it aside.

"Young man, are you tired already?"

Perhaps it was because his movements at the moment were too relaxed, or perhaps it was because his tone was in such stark contrast to what it was just now, that a sound of good-natured teasing came from the audience.

"I'm not really tired, I just forgot to introduce myself a moment ago, now that I remember, I have to make up for it, right?"

Watanabe Yu looked in the direction of the voice and answered the middle-aged man's question with a smile.

"Correct!"

But to his surprise, this time it was not just the middle-aged man who answered him, but everyone in the audience.

"I'm Yuu Watanabe, a wandering singer from Tokyo, and this is my partner Yuki Hayakawa."

Watanabe Yu turned around and looked at the beautiful figure standing beside him, and the lighting technician shone a beam of light over there very knowingly.

"Originally this song was supposed to be sung by a duet, but the silly girl thought it would be better if I sang it solo, so she gave me the chance to perform."

As he spoke, he walked towards Hayakawa Yuki.

The silly girl's original words were that if he went solo, he would be able to prove to Aunt Miyajima how outrageous what she had said before was.

"Yu."

Yuki Hayakawa looked at him walking towards her, and her heart seemed to be gently touched.

"But I think there's no need to do that. It feels good to win without doing anything."

Watanabe Yu took her hand generously and then pulled her to the front of the stage.

"Brother, do you want to talk about being a gigolo?"

There was some good-natured laughter from the audience.

"This is a more formal term. I mean, please give me some face and don't be so blunt." Watanabe Yu pretended to be helpless and pursed his lips, then changed the subject, "Anyway, in the next period of time, please give me more advice!"

After saying that, he pulled Yuki and bowed slightly to the audience.
This time, no one in the audience made fun of him.

They chose a more direct way to express their attitude.

The applause that had ended earlier rang out again like a tide.

"Then, the next song, 'First Love' is for everyone."

Watanabe You straightened up, loosened the hand that was holding Yuki, and gave her a look. The latter nodded in understanding, sat on a high stool beside her, and then picked up the electric guitar.

"Do you still doubt him now?"

In the booth, Dongshan Youxiang teased Miyajima Taki.

Although the latter did not explain the cause and effect, she could roughly guess the whole story based on the expression of the girl on the stage just now.

"..."

Miyajima Taki didn't say anything, but just rolled his eyes at his employee.

She was indeed quite embarrassed though.

Don't make the implicit meaning of Xiao Yuki's words too obvious.

Sure enough, she looks like her mother, with her elbows bent outwards, a trait inherited from her ancestors!

"But to be honest, Watanabe's singing skills are really amazing."

Seeing Miyajima Taki's expression, Dongshan Youxiang didn't continue teasing him, but changed the subject.

She sincerely believed this.

When she was studying vocal music systematically before, the vocal teacher who taught her once said that after mastering various vocal techniques, singing would become extremely simple, but it was also at this time that singing would become difficult.

At that time, her first reaction was not that what the teacher said made sense, but that the teacher had stayed up late and become stupid, and the left and right sides of his brain began to fight against each other.

Then, as if seeing through her thoughts, the teacher glared at her and began to explain.

After mastering all the techniques, if you want to go one step further and reach the level of a singer, you have to forget those little tricks that are deliberately used to show off your skills, incorporate your emotions and understanding of the song into the song, and sing out the right feeling in the right way at the right time.

At this point, even if there is no famous song to show off, it is enough to have a place in the music scene.

At that time, she felt that the teacher's words were out of reach. A person like the singer could not be achieved just by saying it, let alone by so-called hard work.

The prerequisite of having a bad voice alone is enough to stop a lot of people from getting accepted.

Furthermore, if one needs to master a series of skills proficiently, it will be even more difficult for a lot of people.

And under such screening, you also need to have talent and understand that feeling, OK, then you will be stuck with the few remaining ones.

Over the years, she has only seen a few professional singers who have mastered the transition between true and false voices.

Oh, the exception is Jay who gets better and better at singing.

and many more……

Her spine felt as if a shock of electricity had passed through it.

Subconsciously, she raised her eyebrows and carefully looked at the figure standing casually on the stage.

Why did she feel that he looked more and more familiar?
(End of this chapter)