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 In 2008, "Global" magazine published news about Houhai Bar in 1997.
 News report: ‘The night is beginning to fall. The neon lights of Shichahai Houhai have been blurred, and the heat waves rushed out from each dim doorway, covering the cold air of the entire street. People of all colors began to pour in, looking for where to go that night. ’
 In the 1990s, a large number of new modern professions began to appear. In 1986, the TV series "White Collar" became a hit, and the new class concept of "white collar" began to become popular in mainland China.
 Compared to white-collar workers who wear suits, ties, shiny hair, and black leather shoes.
 Xu Chen looked like a college student in the 1990s, with a poor and sour air.
 Looking at the female singer on stage, Xu Chen felt a little bit like scolding her. I was the real person in "Jade Belt Bridge" here, but she was squeezed out of her position by a plagiarizing singer.
 The bar manager held a cigarette with his fingers and pointed at the things in his eyes: "Lao Chen, it's not that my brothers won't help you. You tell me, they are all singing "Jade Belt Bridge". Those sisters are forty in one night. You know, women are the resident singers. I have an advantage over men. If you come earlier, I will definitely help you. Now..."
 "Thanks, Old Ding."
 Most of all, the price of useless youthfulness and willfulness is not something ordinary people can bear.
 Rejecting the luxury of Sister Xiaoyu's one hundred a night, Xu Chen and Huang Bo rode their bicycles against the heavy snow and searched all the bars in Shichahai. They didn't even get a job, they didn't get a job, and they were treated with cold looks.
 A faded singer is not as good as a dog, and a faded amateur singer is not as good as a dog!
 Frustrated.
 The bar was brightly lit with neon lights, and young people looking for fun were changing glasses. The manager said seductively: "Lao Chen, it's so late, and other bars must have enough resident singers. Is this okay? I need a few young masters here. You look like this." Okay, you have a strong body, I will introduce you to some girls, and the little money you get from being a resident singer is just a drop in the bucket."
 Selling color?
 Xu Chen said nothing.
 Huang Bo came out from behind. Aaron Kwok had the same hairstyle, flipped up his hair, and introduced himself: "Old Ding, you are unjust. You don't even ask me to do such a good thing, even if I can do it."
 "Uh..." Lao Ding couldn't bear to look directly at him and said vaguely: "Old Bo, this... sisters are very interested in pretty boys like Lao Chen recently..."
 "Old Xu, let's go."
 Huang Bo dragged Xu Chen and said angrily: "We brothers will not do the work of a man serving women!"
 "Lao Chen, think about it. If it doesn't work out, you can choose your sister!"
 …………
 Goose feathers and snowflakes are falling.
 Although it snowed heavily, Shichahai was bustling with lights, and the willow trees by the lake were decorated with lights to celebrate the return of the Pearl.
 Under the night sky, lively singing came from the bar one after another.
 Among the crowd, two unlucky guys didn't survive the cold weather, wandering against the snowflakes on the cold street.
 It's early now, so I'll go back by bicycle. The whole night will be wasted. Huang Bo gnaws on the cold steamed buns he brought out at noon.
 Glancing at Xu Chen, Xu Chen remained silent along the way, his eyebrows slightly raised.
 Huang Bo was calculating in his heart, pretending to be careless and said: "Old Xu, it seems that there is no way out today. Find a place to work as a waiter. It's better to have more than ten yuan than to go back empty-handed."
 "Okay." Xu Chen nodded and said, "Old Huang, I won't regret it when I'm sixty."
 "I'm so sorry. It's hard to buy a lot of money, but I'm willing to do it." Huang Bo chewed on the cold steamed buns with a tangled expression on his face, and then gritted his teeth: "Old Xu, I thought about it, you are young, talented, and have unlimited future. You are trapped in these decades and... Dozens, I really shouldn’t be living such a troubled life like this. I still have to collect your money to pay you back. Hurry up and put the album together and be your little Asian king.”
 The icing on the cake is nothing compared to providing help in times of need.
 Xu Chen lent money to Huang Bo, but it was life-saving money. He never thought about Huang Bo paying it back.
 and.
 Huang Bo owed hundreds of thousands, so he ate cold steamed buns at night, wishing he could break a penny in half and spend it.
 After thinking about it, there is only one disease in the world that is incurable and deep-rooted, and that is poverty!
 Wise words.
 Xu Chen said in a deep voice: "Okay, Lao Huang, for what you said today, I, Xu Chen, will put down my words today. When I become rich someday, I won't want you to pour the pot of thirty years. We are brothers, and we have ambitions." Friends and relatives…”
 Huang Bo saw that Xu Chen had no good intentions and said with a wicked smile: "Old Xu, you are so disgusting to say. Have you fallen in love with me?"
 Xu Chen cursed: "Fuck you, uncle, I'll take care of your money for fifteen years!"
 …………
 "Boys and girls."
 At the door of the bar, Xu Chen and Huang Bo opened the door and went in.
 This bar is located at the innermost part of Shichahai Sea. There are few customers and the style is petty bourgeoisie. There are often gatherings of literary and artistic young people.
 Literary and artistic young people, in addition to being literary and artistic, are poor, the bar business is poor, the price of resident singing is very low, and even the underground singers in Peiping are not willing to come.
 Facing a warm current, it warmed my body.
 There were a few tables of guests sitting sparsely around. People's faces were blurred. They were changing glasses, having a pleasant drink, or raising glasses and drinking alone...
 Lyrical melody.
 The bar was decorated with lights, several large flower baskets, and the fragrance of flowers overflowed.
 Xu Chen's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a red sign at the door, which read: "Wang XX and Li XX are engaged..."
 "Old Xu, it's too bad, it looks like we're going to lose everything tonight." Huang Bo couldn't hide his disappointment.
 There are only a dozen tables in the bar. It is already small and there is little demand for resident singers. Now that there is an engagement ceremony, there is no need for resident singers.
 A bad year.
 The two people came out of the bar. There was an open space facing the water next to Shichahai. At this time, two people were talking in the open space. Their faces could not be seen clearly. One of them had a cigarette butt intertwined with light and dark. Risking Mars.
 Xu Chen pushed the bicycle.
 At this time.
 The man's angry voice came over: "When we signed the contract, how did you guarantee that you would agree to any request? Now that I have paid the money, you tell me that it can't be completed. If you can't complete it, believe it or not, I will tear you apart. This shitty bar.”
 "I'm telling you, if you delay my proposal and ruin my big event, you can't even think about it!"
 Xu Chen's eyes lit up, he stopped the car and listened.
 A short and stocky middle-aged man complained endlessly: "Master Zhang, you can't say that. It's not that I'm not looking for someone, right? It's that you don't like the people I'm looking for. Let's go to the same code. This is really inappropriate." Blame me."
 Xu Chen pushed his bicycle over.
 The two were arguing and didn't pay attention. The boss pulled Xu Chen to comment: "Brother, you comment. He proposed and said he wanted to find a singer to sing to cheer up. It's not like we didn't find him. Are good days enough to make us happy? In Cantonese , English and Chinese, he is not satisfied with it. Do you think he blames me for this?"
 The young man in a white suit had an elegant temperament. Hearing this, his face turned red and his arms trembled: "When I gave you the money, I didn't tell you that I was demanding. Now that you're saying it's hard to find someone, what have you been doing?"
 The boss was very innocent: "Mr. Zhang, I run a small business. You said you have high requirements. Who would have thought that you have such high requirements? If you want to find a king in singing, who can do it?"
 The young man clenched his fists, his momentum was like fire and water, and he was on the verge of breaking out.
 Xu Chen understood. He stopped his bicycle and separated the two of them with his hands.
 "Who are you?/Who are you?"
 Xu Chen looked into each other's eyes and smiled brightly: "Hello, you two, let me introduce yourselves. My name is Xu Chen, a resident singer. I want to propose, no problem. I'll take care of it."
 Xu Chen carries a guitar on his back.
 The young man annoyed the boss, with gloomy eyes. He glanced at the boss and said directly: "Okay, you can do it, right? It's up to you, hurry up."
 The boss looked stunned.
 Xu Chen smiled at the corner of his mouth and said to the short and fat boss: "Boss, you don't want Mr. Zhang to destroy your store, right?"
 …
 "Old Huang, you're just lucky. You made a hundred without pain tonight." Xu Chen hugged the boss and said, "Old Li, you are a good man and a woman boss. You can give me eight hundred for a song."
 "Fuck." Huang Bo clicked his tongue.
 These days, an ordinary teacher's salary is only three hundred a month.
 Xu Chen sang eight hundred songs, and immediately clasped his boss with both hands and said enthusiastically: "Boss Li, you are so majestic..."
 Boss Li's face was as dark as a fly: "It's easy to talk, right? Xu Chen, as long as you can meet Mr. Zhang's requirements, eight hundred is no problem."
 When the conversation changed, the stocky Boss Li sneered: "If you can't, Xu Chen, spoil Mr. Zhang's proposal, you can just watch it yourself."
 The corner of Xu Chen's mouth curled up: "Boss Li, Babai, you won't suffer any loss. If I sing "The Rest of My Life" here with you, you will thank me forever."
 Boss Li's face darkened.
 Now I'm not only swallowing flies, I feel like eating feces.
 …………
 The proposal ceremony soon began.
 Xu Chen carried the guitar on his back and was about to go on stage. Huang Bo's eyes rolled and the dog shuddered: "Old Xu, don't be so brave. The wind is tight, let's talk?"
 Xu Chen glanced sideways, and saw that Old Huang's aura of pouring the chamber pot was getting stronger and stronger!
 The stage was warmly decorated, decorated with flowers, and the bar was full of neon lights. When I saw a handsome guy on the stage, the female gangster was whistling.
 Standing next to Mr. Zhang was a petite and cute girl. The girl's cheeks were flushed and she was a little excited. It seemed that she was still in the dark.
 "Hello everyone, my name is Xu Chen. Next, I will sing "The Rest of My Life" to wish all the cute girls in the world can meet their beloved boys~"
 "Every handsome boy can meet a cute girl whom he will cherish for the rest of his life~"
 Xu Chen's throat was greasy, and the subwoofer was dozens of times sexier than the electric Fanfan.
 Open your mouth.
 There were screams again in the audience. There were many girls proposing, all from female gangsters. Mr. Zhang was a little jealous. His beloved girl smiled and bent over: "This man is quite handsome, but why does he speak so creepily? How cute~ Girls are too girly, Sister Xun, don’t you think so?”
 Mr. Zhang was frightened, shed tears of regret, and regretted his mistake: "I was careless, I should have been more careful than indiscriminate..."
 "No~"
 The girl who spoke was petite, with a smooth and jade-like forehead, a pair of smart and enchanting eyes, and a pair of willow-leaf slender eyebrows. Her nose was delicate and straight, her lips were full and round, and she smiled slyly: "My little brother is so handsome, so be prepared to stand up." You are careful, look at the decoration, it is full of flowers, warm and warm, when I get married, I will choose this place, Mr. Zhang, you think so."
 "Yes, yes..." Zhang Shao said nervously, sweating profusely, "Qianqian, don't you like it?"
 The girl frowned and glanced in disgust: "It's so tacky. Nowadays, we don't even show off when we get married. And look at that balloon. It's so ugly. My grandfather's generation was like this on this stage, and it's still like this now. Sister Xun, Peng Why didn’t I come with you and let you see the marriage venue alone?”
 "He's been too busy lately." Sister Xun mentioned her boyfriend with happiness on her brows.
 "You have to come here if you are busy, marriage is so important..."
 Two girls talking in the boudoir.
 "I'm gone."
 Mr. Zhang was sweating profusely. The proposal ceremony he had carefully prepared seemed to be ending miserably!
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 In the Chinese music scene in 1997, the scenery of the Hong Kong Philharmonic is gradually fading. The older generation of kings and queens are fighting endlessly, and new forces in the music scene are ready to take action... 
 In an era of chaos among the gods, he is the god-slayer who dominates the music world... 
 In the era when the new king comes, he is an insurmountable mountain... 
 The time when the gods fell... 
 The Chinese music scene is reminded of the shadow that once shrouded its head... 
 Xu Chen, please support our Chinese music scene! 
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 "I came, I saw, I conquered..." 
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 Otherwise, let's start with training the sisters. 
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