Wait until Zhong Yong back waved a group of black buddies who don’t know when to get in, and Wu Liang’s into the pit feeling became even more obvious.
I thought we agreed to have a big Chinese get-together. When did these black buddies come in?
Moreover, they seem to have been prepared and clapped their hands in Zhong Yong’s half-back, and they have never been forced off the stage.
Some people are holding guitars, some people are holding bass, and some people even move a drum stand out of nowhere 2.
Hehe, everyone here is in vain. It turns out that this Zhong family is so provocative everywhere!
Wu Liangnai looked at Master Zhong, only to find that his face was livid and he was about to go out at any time, but his eyes were full of koo-hyun’s knowledge of Sun’s move.
It turned out that Zhong Yongzheng had always liked rock music, but after he formed a band, he wandered around but failed to make a name for himself, so he shifted his goal to his family.
He also begged his grandfather Zhong Yunwen to hold several concerts. He was convinced that what he lacked was an opportunity.
Once he is given the chance, he will rise to the sky and become a new star in Ran Ran, the rock music scene in the United States.
It’s a pity that Master Zhong feels so angry and growling that he doesn’t even recognize that his grandson’s broken gong voice has the potential to become a singer. He has never promised Zhong Yong to go home and pay for a concert for him.
It is precisely because of this that Zhong Yongzheng has always been bitter that he will be so angry and hostile when he knows that Grandpa actually paid a Chinese to hold a concert.
It is precisely because of this hostility that he created this plan today. He wants to destroy Wu Liang’s concert, and at the same time, he will make a name for himself through this concert.
He wants grandpa to see that he likes rock and roll, not the "noise" in his eyes, but the most exciting music that can resonate with the public!
These black buddies are his companions in the band, and they have been helped by Zhong Yongzheng to sneak into the Baiyue Theatre early in the morning.
Even those musical instruments have been prepared before.
Their purpose today is to become famous by stepping on Wu Liang’s "corpse"!
Zhong Yong’s back-tracking behavior made Master Zhong livid, while those who were ready to move quickly made Master Zhong guess his eyes.
"Inverse!" Master Zhong stood on his crutch and cried bitterly, "Come here and stop fooling around with me!"
How could Zhong Yong get such an opportunity so easily and be scolded?
Seeing that he couldn’t wait to jump to the stage and took a guitar from his companion, he smiled and said to Master Zhong, "Grandpa, just think of me as a New Year greeting to everyone. I also invite everyone to listen to me sing a song!"
Master Zhong was so angry that he almost wanted to climb from the platform, but suddenly he stretched out a hand in XieCiLi and held him down.
Wu Liang’s smiling face appeared in front of him.
"Forget it, master, let him sing a song." Wu Liang shook his head at master Zhong. "Young people might as well give them more opportunities to perform."
Master Zhong looked at Wu Liang blankly and didn’t know whether he really didn’t care or had other plans.
Aren’t you angry that his concert was ruined?
Can Wu Liang a face of ourtenant appearance but let him angry hair not to come out HengChi along while master clock was finally to react to the clock family to frame.
At this time, Wu Liang returned to the stage to save the scene.
"Today is a happy day," he said loudly with a microphone. "So Mr. Zhong Yongxiu also wants everyone to sing a song. Let’s warmly welcome Mr. Zhong Yongxiu!"
Although most of the audience guessed what happened, such a scene still needs to be told
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the audience gave a warm applause. Even if they don’t give him a face, these people will definitely give the Zhong family a face
The desk clock is always tuning its guitar string. When I heard Wu Liang’s words, I suddenly muttered "hypocrisy".
The black buddy next to him bumped his elbow to indicate whether he was ready. He nodded and looked confidently at the platform.
A passionate jumping note suddenly appeared in the hands of those black buddies.
Many viewers are very familiar with this melody, because it is a very popular rock music from the Rio Blife group champion single recently.
This song has been ranked first on the Bladelid list for seven weeks in a row, which can be said that the United States is ignorant, so when this first melody came out, the audience fell into fanaticism.
Especially those young people twisted their waist and showed their dancing enthusiastically.
I was very proud to see this scene, and I thought to myself, see? This is the charm of rock and roll. Can your soft love songs be so powerful and motivated?
At the thought of here, he couldn’t help but look at Wu Liang again.
Nazhi Wu Liang stayed quietly and looked at him with a smile. You couldn’t see a trace of loss from his expression.
Zhong Yong back disdain the pie mouth "hypocrisy" appeared in his heart again.
Then there was an explosion of music fanaticism, and the audience of the melody platform erupted with enthusiasm like a volcano.
After singing a song, Zhong Yongqiu felt that he was still wanting more, and several of his friends were so high.
And Taiwan palm is like a flurry of rain, which almost lifted the roof of the whole theater.
"How about it?" Zhong Yong went up to Wu Liang with pride and superiority without even playing the guitar, and asked, "Do you know what rock and roll is now?"
"Awesome!" Wu Liang ha ha smiled and clapped his hands as if he had really been recruited by him.
Zhong Yong wanted to see his lost look, but he didn’t care, which suddenly made him feel that his force had hit the cotton wall.
Why is this little guy so cheeky?
He took an unhappy step closer to Wu Liang’s ear and asked, "What, are you going to have the cheek to continue singing after listening to my singing?"
"Why not?" But Wu Liang raised his eyebrows and said, "Although you sing well, I think I can sing well. Of course I will continue to sing."
"Is it okay to sing a song like your shit?" Zhong Yongxiu couldn’t help but say angrily, "Why are you so thick-skinned?"
"I don’t know what your evaluation of shit is," Wu Liang suddenly stopped smiling in his eyes and looked at him coldly. "But I know one thing: the song you just sang was someone else’s song, but I sang my own song. I don’t know where your sense of superiority came from. If you really have something to do, just sing a song of your own for me."
"What?" Zhong Yong back asked in amazement
"I sing every song with my own efforts," Wu Liang replied. "Maybe you think they are like shit, but I think they are treasures, but I really don’t know why you show superiority here with other people’s songs. What is there to be proud of? If you have something real, beat me with your own song. Only then will I have a heart for you. "
"I …" Zhong Yong back hesitated a rather jaw-dropping feeling.
His own song? Where did he get the song himself?
Their band did write a few songs of their own, but how good is the standard? Zhong Yongjiu knows it.
The world is full of people who can sing, but few people can write.
If they could write the song "Blife" by themselves, they would have been famous. How could they not even get along with Chinatown?
Zhong Yong back a depressed expression.
But Wu Liang didn’t give him a chance to pat him on the shoulder with a sarcastic smile and said, "Go ahead, since you want to beat me so much, let me see your real story and ask you to perform!" "
Then he took two steps back and gave the whole stage to Zhong Yong back.
Chapter three hundred and twenty-three Rock from China
Chung Yong-back, it’s really difficult to ride a tiger.
He never thought that Wu Liang would "create" this card to hit him.
His original plan was to let Wu Liang retreat from difficulties and seize this opportunity, so that all Chinese who came to the concert would know that he was the best singer in San Francisco!
But I didn’t expect to be knocked unconscious by Wu Liangyi’s wooden stick just after loading.
I am original, and you are original, so I lost my talent!
Wu Liang’s logic is very reasonable, which makes Zhong Yong trace himself to a feeling of refuting. I think he would make the same choice.
But he wrote it himself.
He also regretted not calling Wu Liang’s song "shit" if he sang a song later than "shit", what should he be?
Zhong Yong wanted to cry and was about to say something about wiping this thing off, but it was time for Wu Liang to come out and say with a microphone
"Mr. Zhong has an original song to give to everyone. Please give him a warm hand!"
Wu Liang also saw Zhong Yong’s idea of backing out, but how could he let him escape at this time?
What are you and me? You can step on it if you want, but you can’t step on it if you don’t want.