"Everyone, I'll ask you to help you first." Fang Xiao said to the microphone again before walking off the stage; "Please sit for a while, don't go to the bar for the time being. Give me two minutes to prepare for writing songs, okay?"

This request is very reasonable, and the guests who had already stood up also returned to their seats.

"By the way, I'd like to say sorry to everyone. Qiao Yadan is the only waiter here, but she has been requisitioned by me now, so everyone will go to order wine and get wine later. If the service is not in place, please forgive me."

Compared to the gimmick 30-minute 4 songs, what can this little trouble count?

A man in a striped shirt sat on the right side of the stage raised his watch and said, "Go and write songs quickly. Time is precious. One minute and 27 seconds have passed."

Fang Xiao responded with a smile, clasped his fists and saluted him, and then walked off the stage with permission.

"This kid is good, he speaks in all aspects and the typhoon is very stable." When Fang Xiao was speaking, Uncle Li, who was blowing the oboe, commented on him and said: "It's a talent! If you come to work in our company, you will definitely be able to stand alone within three years."

Li Bo held a stainless steel thermos pot and leaned against the bar, saying, "He is indeed a talent, but a talent for music. You are a building seller, and there is no connection between the two sides."

"Old Li, you don't understand this. Nowadays, people who buy houses are basically women." Uncle Li touched his straight and short hair, and said with a smile: "This kid is flexible, can speak and sing, has a good appearance, and is very popular with women. If you want to be a sales manager, your performance will definitely be very good."

As he was talking, he became interested: "I'll go and ask if he is interested in selling a building. You should know that the commission for selling a villa is more than what I earned after singing here for three years."

"Forget it." Uncle Bao teased with a smile and said, "Look, Xiao Fang is so popular! If you go to your place to sell the building, your company will be burned by a group of men wearing hats in less than two months."

When he said this, Fang Xiao was walking here with three girls of different temperaments. While walking, he also interacted with guests along the way, clapping high fives, shaking hands, or nodding. It was a bit like the emperor taking his concubines out for a trip and accepting congratulations from his ministers.

Uncle Li laughed when he saw this, and then the three old men burst into laughter.

"Uncle Bao, why are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, nothing."

Fang Xiao didn't care either. He sat down at the bar and said to Ada: "Brother Ada, I've caused you trouble. I'll have to make a lot of wine later."

"Ada is undesirable." Uncle Bao said in a whisper: "Every time he sells a glass of wine, he can get a commission, and there will be a great harvest tonight."

Ada smiled and took the raw materials for making cocktails from the wine cabinet, and said, "Fang Xiao, it will take only 30 seconds to make a cocktail, so you can write a song."

"There is no hurry to write songs. I'll drink something first and try Ada Ge's craftsmanship." Fang Xiao pointed to the cocktail with clear colors on the bar, with orange and orange on top of orange, and asked Xu, "This is the summer sunset you ordered for me just now?"

Xu nodded and urged: "Drink quickly, and then go and write a song quickly, it's so slow!"

Lan Xiaoxi also urged: "Hurry up."

Both of them urged, but their tone and expression were completely different. Lan Xiaoxi was anxious and wanted to get the new song as soon as possible, but the permission was half urged and half complained, and it was a bit like a young couple quarreling.

Several old guys had vicious eyes and showed ambiguous smiles at the same time. After laughing, Uncle Bao asked, "Xiao Fang, where did you make a fuss tonight? Why did you have a conflict with Sasha as soon as you came."

Fang Xiao put down the cocktail, took out his cell phone, and then said to Qiao Yadan, who was standing aside and silently, "Put your pants up."

Qiao Yadan bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, then bent down and rolled her legs against each other for a while.

Fang Xiao turned on the flashlight and shone it on her calves. Sure enough, there was a large bruise on her fair skin, which was shocking under the light.

"No wonder I saw Yadan walking in a wrong way just now." Xu looked down at the bruise and asked, "What happened?"

"Sister Sasha just kicked it." Fang Xiao turned off his phone and explained: "After Yadan was kicked, she didn't say a word. She still bit her, sarcastically chasing and running. She didn't even allow her to sit down, and forced Yadan to get her wine."

Lan Xiaoxi was observing the bar environment just now, absent-minded and didn't see this. She only thought Fang Xiao and Sasha were verbal conflicts, so she didn't know before. After hearing this, she raised her eyebrows and immediately turned to Ada and said, "Don't let him come again in the future!"

Ada nodded.

Seeing this, Fang Xiao was slightly stunned. It seemed that her relationship with this bar was extraordinary...

Xu asked Qiao Yadan again: "Do you have something to do? There is a hospital nearby, why don't I take you to see it first?"

"It's okay." Qiao Yadan put the rolled-up trousers and said calmly: "It's just a minor injury. If you wipe off the safflower oil, you'll be cured soon."

Uncle Bao stood up and was about to walk to Sasha, but was pulled by Li Bo beside him. He raised his chin and said, "Akun is there, don't join in the fun."

"Sha is too much. Why is Dandan a little girl doing? I can't stand it!"

"The older you are, the more irritable you are. No wonder your heart is bad." Uncle Li moved his finger, pointed at Fang Xiao, and said, "I have a real boyfriend here, what's your bad guy?"

Uncle Bao heard this, laughed dryly and sat down again.

After saying a few words to Xu, Qiao Yadan asked Fang Xiao: "What do you want to write songs? I'll help you find them."

"Just just need a pen." Fang Xiao slowly drank his glass of alcohol-free summer sunset and said to Xu. "Where is your bag? Take out the simplified score."

"I have it here." Ada pushed a ballpoint pen over, bent down and took out the permitted bag from the back of the bar, handed it to her, and said, "You go to the winery back, it's quiet."

Xu took out the simplified book, pinched the corner with both hands, used it as a fan, fanned Fang Xiao, and urged him: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

A few old guys started laughing again.

Fang Xiao no longer grasped it. He put down the half-drink fruit cocktail and said, "Uncle Bao, Uncle Li, Uncle Li, Brother Ada will be very busy later. Yadan is going to practice singing again. Please help me take care of the venue first."

"Don't worry if we are here." Uncle Bao waved his hand and said, "Not only is it a small person, we are also an urgent person. Go and write a song quickly."

Under Qiao Yadan's leadership, the three of them walked through the bar, pushed open the wooden door that had been closed, and walked into the wine warehouse full of wine and beverage boxes.

Fang Xiao walked at the end. After he came in, he closed the door casually, glanced at the wine warehouse, and said, "Here..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Qiao Yadan. She rushed directly and pounced on Fang Xiao, with her legs clamped against his waist, and her hands wrapped around his back, holding her tightly, her cheeks pressed against her cheeks, and her long hair wrapped around her short hair, like a kitten, grinding back and forth.

Fang Xiao was hit by her and could not move. He smelled the fragrant body fragrance and listened to the unconcealed breath. He felt the delicate and fragrant body in his arms, like a burning flame, which was so hot that it was so hot that it burned. His body was boiling and his heart was boiling. He couldn't help but use force on his arm, holding his already tight body tighter.

Lan Xiaoxi stared at her eyes and mouth, looking surprised, and against the purple puffy head, she looked like a cartoon character.

Xu Ze had no expression on his face, put his hands on his chest, squinted his eyes slightly, and after a while, he spoke, "Are you okay?"

The tone is cold, like the cold wind in winter.

Qiao Yadan reluctantly let go of her hand and jumped down. While cleaning up her scattered hair, she apologized with a smile and said, "Sorry, I'm so excited."

Her face turned slightly red, but her expression was not a little hesitant or shy, and her eyes were shimmering and extremely moist.

Fang Xiao pulled the corner of his clothes, twisted his fingers that seemed to be emitting fragrance, and said, "Give me the simplified version and start writing songs."

Xu pursed his lips, raised his hand and threw the simplified version to him.

The winery was not large in size, but it was cleaned up very neatly. Fang Xiao found a row of wooden wine boxes with high chests as a desk, and stood there and started writing songs.

The three girls either stood or sat, their minds were different, and they didn't say a word, and the winery was quiet.

Fang Xiao quickly wrote a song, tore it off and handed it to Qiao Yadan, and said, "This is yours."

Xu sat on a wooden box, curled his lips and wrinkled his nose, and made a face at Fang Xiao's back.

Lan Xiaoxi chuckled, then leaned over to see the sketch in Qiao Yadan's hand. Xu moved, but in the end he didn't.

Fang Xiao wrote a pen without stopping, and soon wrote another one, handed it to the permission, and said, "This is yours."

Xun made another face and then stood up to get it.

Fang Xiao did not continue writing, but turned around and waved to Lan Xiaoxi, asking, "Have you practiced vocal music?"

"I've practiced, but not much." Lan Xiaoxi asked with nervousness and worry, "No one from me?"

"There are you, and there are many." Fang Xiao touched his chin and said, "Your voice is very good and you can sing many types of songs, but I don't know what songs you are good at, so I'm a little confused."

Lan Xiaoxi looked at him with eyes, as if a child waiting for the teacher to send candy.

"Don't you make a gesture, okay? It's great to be able to write one, and there are many more! Do you think this is ordering a song on KTV?" He looked up at the permission of the new song, and said angrily: "Write it quickly, come and tell me how to sing it. Your song is a bit weird."

The sentiment is a bit wrong...

I wasn't so anxious and a little woman before...

Fang Xiao knocked on the wooden box with the tip of his pen. After thinking about it, he said to Lan Xiaoxi: "I'll write one first, you can try singing it. If this song is well sung, it will make Sister Sasha unable to tell the difference between the east, south, west and north."
Chapter completed!