As soon as he entered the bar, the whole room was focused on him, but he was not sure for a moment that no one dared to speak.

Now Dandan hangs on him, and everyone is sure of it all at once. They stand up and squeeze it here, and the bar is in a mess for a moment.

At this time, the bar owner also squeezed in. He was a woman in her early thirties. She was very beautiful, with short hair and a strand of bangs bent at the corner of her eyebrows. Her makeup was a bit thick, making her look a little dusty.

She walked to Batu with her hands, looking excited: "Batu, is it really you? I can't believe that you will actually come to my bar!"

Batu has long been used to these scenes. Since his fame became more popular, he often was watched in public places, so he can handle these things with ease.

He was tall and stood out among the crowd. If Yang Wei didn't stand up, he would be the top.

He smiled at the boss first and said politely: "I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble."

The boss's voice trembled: "No trouble, no trouble, I'm sorry for you. Look at it's so messy now, why don't you go to my office for a while and calm down before talking."

Batu shook his head: "My friend is here. I'll talk to them for a while, and it'll be fine."

In fact, Batu misjudged the situation today. He usually passed by in public places, but today he sat in a bar. There were young people here, many of them were crazy fans. After drinking, who would leave?

In addition to the fact that they call friends, more and more people in the bar began to increase.

Zhang Jianjiang had just introduced several people on the table. Batu picked up the wine glass and toasted it, and then finished drinking it in one sip and was about to quit, but he could no longer leave at this time.

The bar was already full of people and could not get out at all. Yang Wei smiled bitterly: "If you don't work, just go to the boss's office, right?"

Batu is a generous person. As soon as he saw that he couldn't go, he went directly to the stage, picked up the microphone and said to the audience:

"Since everyone likes my songs, they are not outsiders. Give me a face and I sing two songs, and then you can ask me and my friends to have a few drinks?"

"Okay!" The fans immediately agreed loudly, Damn, if you want to watch Batu's concert, don't mention how much it costs, the key is that you can't buy it. Then the scalpers can give you a sky-high price. If you can listen to it for free today, you must be sure what Batu says.

Immediately, Batu suddenly remembered the boss and said a few more words: "I'm delaying the boss's business here. In this way, everyone can buy a glass of wine for each person, which is okay to support the boss?"

As a result, before the words were finished, the bar was surrounded. In order not to waste time, how many people bought a glass? They all wanted to make bottles. Soon, the wine in the wine cabinet was sold out.

When everyone finally calmed down, Batu picked up the guitar and tried a few notes. Although it was not as good as his own, it could barely be used.

"Friends, everyone knows that I am Hu Jian's disciple. My teacher hasn't returned to the capital for a long time. Today I will sing his song here."

After a string of preludes, Batu's thick and hoarse voice sounded:

I'm going from south to north,

I'm going from white to black.

I want people to see me,

But I don't know who I am.

If you see that I'm a little tired,

Please pour me a bowl of water.

If you already fall in love with me,

Please kiss my mouth.

I have these legs, I have these legs,

I have these thousands of mountains and thousands of waters.

I want all this,

But don't hate or regret.

If you want to fall in love with me, don't be afraid to regret it.

One day I will go far away.

I don't want to stay in one place,

I don't want anyone to follow me either.

I'm going from south to north,

I'm going from white to black.

I want people to see me,

But I don't know who I am.

I just want to see you look beautiful,

But I don't want to know that you are suffering.

I want to get the water from heaven,

But it's not your tears.

I don't want to believe there is really a devil.

Neither would he be willing to go against anyone.

Don't wonder who I am,

Don't even think about seeing my hypocrisy.

The whole room was silent, and the needle could be heard. There was only a guitar and a hoarse voice echoed in the room.

Hu Jian's songs are all very simple, and basically the singer's singing skills are highlighted. Today, Batu is even simpler, with only a guitar.

His voice was very desolate, like a wanderer wandering in the desolate desert. He was not willing to be lonely, but he couldn't meet the person who understood him, so he could only keep walking, walking, walking, walking to the end of the world, or, to the end of his life like an ascetic...

The people in the entire bar were infected, some gulping wine, and some wiping their tears quietly. Even Zhang Jianjiang remembered the experiences of the Military Reclamation City and these days, and his nose was sore.

After singing a song, Batu stood up and bowed to the audience. Only then did people realize that some applauded, some shouted that I love you, and some picked up the money and threw it on the stage.

The reason why celebrities are called stars is naturally that they can touch people. Otherwise, what about more than one billion people in China? Why can they become popular?

Batu is undoubtedly matched with the word "star". His singing is very thoughtful and can mobilize the audience's mood and emotions to achieve the results he wants. This is the ability to control the field, a ability that is not as good as acting skills.

When people's emotions calmed down, Batu looked up at Yang Wei and the others' table and said with some emotion:

Over the years, I have sang songs to countless people in many places, but I have never sang songs to my brothers who grew up with me. Today I met in a different place, so I sang this song "Brothers" to them and to all the good brothers below.

The audience immediately became quiet, and the guitar sounded, very light, as if it came from a distance. Then a low voice chased the guitar sound, and the two of them sang together.

In your glorious moment, let me sing a song for you.

My good brother, you tell me if you feel bad.

Walk together on the road ahead, even the river will pass together.

What can hardships be more tired? When you need me.

I'll spend it with you, my good brother.

If you feel pain in your heart, you tell me that life is rare to have ups and downs.

We should live a strong life, crying and laughing, at least you and me.

When singing here, many people did not hold the hands of the brothers next to them, and there was no more real feeling than this moment that it was better to have brothers by their side.

A girl among the lovers suddenly shouted to the boy: "Let's be brothers, so that we won't quarrel."

The boy nodded solemnly, and then the hands of the two people were tightly pulled together. From then on, another male bestie in this world...

At this time, in the bar next to him, a bald man picked up the phone and shook the person with anger.
Chapter completed!