Chapter 76: Paper Short, Love Long

"BGM: I'm only afraid that I will fall in love with you

Dare not let myself get too close

…"

On the stage, the singer Carl had already changed several songs.

There were pop, folk, overall relatively soothing, very consistent with the environment here.

The night of Yancheng at the end of April, barbecue around the stove.

The two chatted from music to manga, and then to Japanese.

Hearing the few simple Japanese words popping out of Tang Song’s mouth, Tian Jing’s eyes shone, and she also said a few lines from Japanese anime.

She took an elective Japanese course in college because of interest, but because she didn't use her heart, her level was terrible.

Seeing that she was interested, Tang Song chatted along this topic.

The Japanese of the two wasn't good, but it was quite interesting to chat, and laughter continued.

…

On the stage, the music gradually stopped.

The handsome manager appeared on the stage again, holding the microphone and saying loudly: "Good evening, everyone, thank you for coming to Xinxian! We all know that there are masters among the people!

We have prepared a small game for everyone tonight, inviting everyone to sing in the restaurant, accompanied by our musician Carl.

Don't worry, it doesn't have to be the whole song, a line of lyrics is also fine!

The table with the best performance will have today's consumption waived!"

As soon as the words fell, it immediately caused quite a bit of applause, cheers, and whistles.

"Okay, below, our staff will carry the microphone and wander in the restaurant. Customers who want to participate can reach out and grab the microphone directly! Everyone is welcome to participate actively!"

"Game start!"

Soon, two staff members and Carl walked into the diners with microphones.

"Me, me."

"Here! Here! Look here!"

Most of the diners on the scene were young couples, and in such an environment and atmosphere, they all performed very casually and boldly.

Soon, a round-faced girl grabbed the microphone, communicated with Carl, and the crisp guitar sound started.

The round-faced girl winked at her boyfriend opposite and sang: "I have a dream like a rainbow after the rain, using all tears to exchange for smiles..."

Daring to grab the microphone first, her strength was naturally not bad; her voice was moving, her breath was very stable, absolutely at the level of a KTV microphone bully.

The singing stopped, and the diners on the scene applauded one after another.

Then, several young people took the initiative to grab the microphone, mostly only singing the climax of the song, but it also completely ignited the atmosphere of the scene.

Laughter, singing, and photo-taking were endless.

…

Watching the restaurant staff slowly approaching this side.

Tang Song’s gaze keenly aimed at the guitar in Carl’s hand.

Originally, he thought about borrowing the guitar during the break of the other party’s performance; now it saved a lot of trouble.

Looking at Tian Jing, whose eyes were shining, he suggested: "Xiao Jing, do you want to participate too? Today is your treat, if you win the waiver in this way, it will also be quite interesting. And you are so beautiful, and your voice is so sweet, I think the probability is quite high."

Tian Jing bit her lip and smiled: "Okay!"

After saying that, she stood up actively, stood on tiptoe, and waved at the staff, "Here, here! Handsome, look over here!"

She didn't have any thoughts about the waiver; she mainly felt that participating in a singing game in such an atmosphere was very interesting.

If she could win the game, it would be even more interesting.

Tian Jing, wearing a white dress and looking sweet and cute, had always been the focus of the entire restaurant; as her voice sounded.

Gaze after gaze gathered here, and some people took the opportunity to aim their cameras here.

The staff’s eyes lit up; their original intention was to increase user stickiness and promote the restaurant through this competition.

Having such a level of big beauty participating, the discussion and dissemination were directly maxed out!

Walking quickly to their table, there was no need to grab; he took the initiative to hand the microphone to her.

The guitarist Carl on his back showed an excited expression on his face.

He had noticed this girl when he was on stage just now, and now that he was closer, he felt even more beautiful.

Especially the temperament of a well-behaved rich girl she had, which was the type he liked most.

With a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, Carl patted the guitar and said: "Little sister, what song do you want to sing? As long as it's not too obscure, I can accompany you."

Tian Jing bit her lip and thought for a while, then smiled: "Then let's have a simple one, "Paper Short, Love Long," is that okay?"

"Of course!" Carl shook his hair lightly, "The female version of this song is also very good to listen to, looking forward to the little sister’s performance."

Just then, Tang Song opened his mouth directly: "Hello, I want to accompany my friend with the guitar, is that okay?"

The host on the scene was stunned and nodded happily: "Of course, very welcome!"

After all, they were their customers, and the request made by others had more program effects; he had no reason to refuse.

Tian Jing blinked her watery big eyes, surprised: "Song, you can play the guitar too?"

"Do you want to cooperate and win the game?" Tang Song flicked his fingers at her.

"That would be great!" Tian Jing subconsciously looked at Tang Song’s "Male God Hand," her legs under the skirt rubbing lightly.

Such beautiful hands, and he can play the guitar, he must be very flexible and powerful, right?

That’s simply...

The singer Carl’s smile gradually disappeared.

Under the host’s signal, he handed his guitar over.

He looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

Playing and singing by oneself is actually okay; if it goes off-track, one can still make up for it.

Accompanying others is different; once the rhythm is missed, it might all collapse, and the effect is disastrous.

Taking the guitar handed by Carl, Tang Song lowered his head, touched the strings lightly, and a sense of joy and familiarity from the heart surged up.

41-inch electric box folk guitar, pickup directly linked to the sound system, the sound was loud, clear, and very suitable for this kind of performance environment. [77

A faint breeze began to blow on the terrace, and the canvas above the dining table swayed gently.

Tang Song sat on the chair, placed the guitar on his thigh with the headstock facing forward, and formed a 45-degree angle between the guitar body and his torso.

His left hand pressed the strings, and his right hand was positioned over the sound hole.

His movements were natural, confident, dashing, and relaxed, looking extremely stylish. The performances in the dream world left him without any fear or hesitation, and he ignored all the gazes around him, focusing intently on holding the guitar.

At the same time, the April night breeze blew through his messy hair and the hem of his clothes.

Special effect triggered.

In the warm yellow light, Tang Song holding the guitar appeared cold, serene, and melancholic, with a unique artistic aura lingering around him.

The surrounding diners, who had previously been making a scene, quieted down, and everyone turned their eyes toward the distinguished-looking Tang Song.

"I'm ready." Tang Song nodded toward her, his tone steady and serene.

Tian Jing nodded gently and stepped to stand opposite Tang Song, seemingly wanting to watch him play the guitar.

The brightly lit city skyscrapers, the pure and flawless moonlight, and the deep, brilliant starry sky all became his background.

"Ding-dong—"

Clean and crisp notes flowed from his fingertips, and the coherent, precise chords carried deep emotion.

Tian Jing’s heartbeat began to accelerate, and her hand holding the microphone tightened slightly.

What is going on? What is happening!?

How does Tang Song, after getting the guitar, feel like an Ultraman who just got his transformation prop?