The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 830 "Relieving Sadness"

After all, Granny Jiang didn't go out with them.

Yun Kuo, Yan Tao and Qin Zong walked out of the hospital.

Usually there is a square next to the hospital, and the same is true for military hospitals.

Three equally outstanding men were walking on the street, attracting the attention of many people. Pedestrians looked sideways frequently, their eyes full of amazement.

The vastness of the clouds and traces is far away, just like the blue daisy in the distant mountains, which is beyond reach.

Qin Zong was cold and arrogant, as cold as an ice and snow pool, and his arrogance exuded a compelling and noble temperament.

Yan Tao's eyes were slightly raised, he walked slowly between the two men, there was a faint smile on the young man's handsome face.

The three attracted almost everyone's attention on the street.

Many people were walking, dancing and singing in the square. Yan Tao found a street singer in the distance with many people watching.

The singer is a young man in his early 20s, wearing a peaked cap and sitting on a chair, playing and singing by himself.

His voice is low and slightly pleasant, and he bows to the audience to express his thanks after every song.

Even if there is only one person listening to him sing.

Young Master Yan's peach blossom eyes slightly raised, and he stood in front of him casually: "Can you sing "Sorrow"?"

Soothe your worries?

The singer nodded, sat back on the chair without saying much, and started playing and singing.

Stubbornly singing bitter songs,

Hear him drowned in the noise,
You pick up your glass and say to yourself,
A cup to the sun, a cup to the moonlight,

Arouse my longing, and soften the cold window.

The slightly hoarse singing voice of the singer resounded throughout the corner of the square. Yan Tao held his trouser pocket with his left hand, and stood sideways lazily, closing his eyes slightly.

The singer's voice is not very good, but there is a kind of simplicity and cleanliness in his singing.

It's as if a mountain stream is gurgling, and you can see the pebbles and rain under the stream so clearly.

Although I never believed that the so-called mountains are high and rivers are long, life is short, so why not forget it, a toast to freedom, and a toast to death.Forgive my ordinaryness and dispel the confusion.

The singer lowered his head slightly, playing and singing, as if he had fallen into the world of his singing.

After singing a song, the singer stood up and bowed in the direction of Yan Tao and the others.

Young Master Yan took a step forward and glanced at him casually: "Do you want to be a professional singer?"

The wandering young singer raised his head slightly. Although it was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy who asked him, he still nodded seriously.

Maybe my singing skills are not good enough, and my skills need to be polished, but I believe that one day I will stand on the stage where everyone is watching and sing for everyone.

Young Master Yan smiled, took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the director of Qihai Company.

An extremely warm greeting came from the other end of the phone: "Young Master Yan, have you had dinner yet?"

Young Master Yan smiled and said: "I have already eaten, I have a little matter here, I want to ask sir to help."

"Mr. Yan, if you have anything to say, just tell me directly. As long as I can help, it doesn't matter."

"That's not enough," Young Master Yan glanced at the young singer opposite, and said with a smile, "I have a friend here who wants to be a singer, can you give me a chance?"

He pondered for a moment, then said, "Master Yan, it's not that I don't want to help, it's just that our company is following the high-quality line. I wonder how your friend's singing skills are?"

(End of this chapter)