Zhuo Shi has a very ordinary name, Wang Qiang.

According to Zhuo Shi, after her death, Wang Qiang began to develop into the entertainment industry. Later, he signed a contract with a certain performance company and even published two albums. However, his career was not smooth and he had not made any name for himself for more than ten years.

The so-called album is also dull and seems to have caused the company to suffer a small loss.

After that, there has been no progress. People are not popular, and they are not popular.

However, although he didn't show any reputation, he seemed to have good basic skills in singing and often helped other celebrities in the company. Therefore, the company did not fire him and kept him in the company for a guaranteed salary. Anyway, it wasn't too much, only three to four thousand per month.

First, I left a reserve of personal items for the company, and second, I found a helper who was on call. After all, I was a person in the industry and knew a lot of things.

Wang Qiang didn't want to give up his star path, so he never left the company and just dragged it down.

But of course, in Yanjing, although the monthly income of 3,000 or 4,000 yuan is not low, it is definitely not high, especially for those who want to develop on Star Road, just dressing is a considerable expense.

So in addition to working in the performance company, Wang Qiang also worked part-time in some bar nightclubs at night.

Compared to the company's disposable guaranteed salary, the income here is much higher.

Although Wang Qiang has a poor stardom, as a star who has produced at least two albums, he is somewhat famous. In addition, his singing skills are indeed good, so he became famous in the bar in a very short time.

Now it seems to be one of the very famous bar singers of the nightclub.

What Zhang Kun is going to today is the bar where Wang Qiang sings.

Colorful neon lights shine, gentle music surrounds the hall, and countless open wines make the wine in the bar full of fragrance.

It was around eight o'clock, and it was the peak period of the bar. In the hall, countless young men and women sat together, full of youthful glory.

Zhang Kun took a table, ordered a glass of juice drink, and then slowly drank it lightly, while his eyes swept over the men and women in the hall, with their own willful smiles on their faces.

Looking at them, Zhang Kun felt a few words, youth, vitality, and vitality.

Originally, Zhang Kun should be at the age of energetic energy, but for some reason, Zhang Kun felt that he had an indescribable gap with them.

It is obvious that most of the people present should be older than themselves.

Zhang Kun sighed inexplicably, and didn't know when he had lost this wanton youth.

He is only nineteen years old.

While sighing silently, I drank the juice lightly, and occasionally saw the beautiful girls in the air, or listened to the singers singing on the stage, and then waited slowly.

After about twenty minutes, after waiting for a while, Zhang Kun, who was inexplicably tragic, suddenly heard a warm cheer.

Zhang Kun looked up slightly and saw about a dozen young women shouting loudly around the stage.

"Fuzhe!"

"Fuzhe!"

"Fuzhe!"

Suddenly, an extremely high female voice came.

"Fuzhe, I love you!"

A beautiful woman of twenty-three or four years old stood up and shouted loudly, but after shouting, her face turned red and she sat down with a shy face amid the laughter of her companions around her.

Zhang Kun looked up the stage and saw a man in a casual suit slowly walking onto the stage, smiling, and wavering to the audience from time to time.

The man walked at the microphone in the middle of the stage, gently adjusted the height and angle of the microphone, and gently patted the microphone, tried the sound quality, and after confirming that there was no problem, the man signaled to the music console far away, and then a soothing music sounded again.

The man accompanied the music and gently stepped on the node with his right foot, facing the audience, with a smile, and then the song "Flower is Sour" slowly came out, slowly bringing out the first climax in the bar.

Zhang Kun listened to the man's music and involuntarily nodded his forehead from time to time to time following the music.

Hua Taixiang is one of the well-known songs of Richie Jen. It has a low tone and is considered a type of easy to sing. However, it is easy to sing. If you want to sing well, it is very difficult to sing.

Zhang Kun didn't understand music very much, but he could also hear that the man on the stage was indeed singing well, and he felt very atmospheric.

At least, the girls who scream from time to time in the audience can prove it in a bit.

"Mr. Zhang, he is Wang Qiang. I want to ask you for help." Zhuo Shi suddenly whispered beside him.

Zhang Kun, who was immersed in the music, was slightly stunned? He is Wang Qiang?

Didn’t you hear those girls calling Fu Zhe Fu Zhe just now?

Looking at Zhang Kun's faint look, Zhuo Shi seemed to understand what Zhang Kun was confused and explained in a low voice: "After Wang Qiang signed a contract to perform the company, the company thought his name was too ordinary, so he gave it a stage name, Fuzhe, which said it was closer to the preferences and trends of young people."

Zhang Kun nodded thoughtfully, then turned his head again to Wang Qiang, or Fu Zhe, on the stage.

He is very tall, about 1.78 meters tall, wearing a straight casual suit, and has a very simple look on his head. His skin is fair and delicate, and his facial features are also very delicate. He doesn't look like he is already thirty-seven or eight years old, almost forty years old, but he is in his twenties, at most no more than thirty years old.

He looks like a young man, but also has the charm of a mature man.

Coupled with the beautiful voice, it does have the capital to develop in the entertainment industry.

At least it is indeed a good attraction for girls. You can imagine the screams from the audience from time to time.

Zhang Kun looked at Wang Qiang every move, every corner of his body.

The song ended quickly, and there was a burst of applause from the entire bar, regardless of gender.

Wang Qiang also waved his hand to the audience with a smile. At this time, a man who looked like a waiter walked onto the stage and handed Wang Qiang a note.

Wang Qiang looked at it and smiled, then continued to walk to the microphone: "Ms. Dong Hai, a beautiful lady, will give her a song for her good friend, sister and best friend, Miss Qiaofu, to her birthday, you are going to marry me today. Let us wish Miss Qiaofu a happy birthday!"

With Wang Qiang's words, the searchlight in the bar suddenly lit up and flashed to the locker surrounded by a half below the stage. There were seven young men and women inside, one of whom was about twenty-five years old, stood up with a slightly red face and expressed their gratitude to everyone.

Then, while using his "vicious" eyes to his good friend who was smiling secretly, he looked at Wang Qiang on the stage with a red face.

Wang Qiang smiled, then signaled to the music console in the distance, and the music slowly rang, and then Wang Qiang also started singing slowly, you are going to marry me today.

Looking at the girl who seemed to be Qiaofu, with a shy look on her face, and Wang Qiang who was shining under the lights on the stage.
Chapter completed!