Chapter 75

No refund!

Whether he really can sing or his mouth is old, he has completely cut off Gao Mu's retreat.

Either lose face on the stage, or lose face with a gray tail.

But how could it be!

Gao Mu cooperated very well and didn't mean stage fright at all. He took the martini from the waiter and appeared leisurely on the small stage.

"Long hair, what are you doing, supporting the younger generation?"

"What song can the young man sing and what song is he going to sing?"

"I love to hear the waves still. Let's do it again!"

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There was a lot of discussion, but it was not noisy. The people who drank wine in the tavern were different from those who reveled in the bar. It was more quiet.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you want to listen to any song, just listen to it except the sound of the waves."

Gao Mu's tone is also very big. The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth. They don't take it seriously at all.

"Huo, the young man's tone is not small. Aren't you afraid of slapping in the face?"

A middle-aged man sitting at the bar talking about business with his friends asked with a smile.

I thought it was another ordinary night. I listened to songs, drank wine and talked about small business, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen suddenly.

"Don't worry, the name of my Zhonghua Xiaoqu library is not in vain. I promise to meet your needs."

When the satellite is released, it will always float for a while.

"Cut and return the Chinese small music library. It's really blowing."

The singer with long hair despises him very much. The more full Gao Mu's big words are, the happier he is, because he must hit his face louder in a moment.

"Very confident." the middle-aged uncle at the bar and his friends looked at each other: "it's no fun just for us to order songs. Otherwise, you two should sing in turn. Just one or two sentences for each song. Let's see who has no inventory and who loses?"

Fighting songs will be more interesting than singing alone.

Everyone came out to have fun and relax, so many people met.

"Yes, I don't want the young man to sing alone. Long hair, you remember that you claim to be able to sing a hundred songs. Do you have a song? How about I invite you tonight?"

There are old guests who are familiar with long hair singers. They not only agree, but also add yards to the competition.

"It's better than that. I'm sure I'll have the supper, President Liu."

Long Mao doesn't advise. He really doesn't believe that Gao mu, a hairy boy, can beat him.

Not to mention anything else, he has been on the singing field for more than ten years. I'm afraid he has heard and sung more songs than Gao Mu has drunk.

How many songs can a hairy boy with few hairs on his mouth really sing again?

"Don't be afraid, young man. Since President Liu won the bet on Changmao, I'll buy you to win. If you win, I'll treat you to supper. How about that? Is that fair?"

The bar uncle held up the wine glass and motioned to President Liu, smiled and said.

The suggestion was put forward by him, and it is impossible for him not to join in further participation.

It's not too big to watch the excitement. Other drinkers are more excited. This time, the bistro almost became a big bar.

Lively!

Shangguan mintao quietly approached ah Ping from one side and asked suspiciously, "what's the situation? I just answered a phone call. How did such a big battle come?"

After answering the phone and explaining things, she went to the backyard to find Gao mu. As a result, she found that the yard was empty and the barbecue tools and ingredients were piled under the corridor.

Following the cheering sound from the crack of the door, he entered the hall of the tavern and found that Gao Mu was standing in front of the microphone with a wine glass, and the drinkers were coaxing more and more vigorously.

"Gao Mu doesn't know how to annoy Changmao. Now they want to fight songs to see who can win more songs. In addition, Liu Zong and Zheng Zong are also betting to invite the winner to have supper..."

A Ping said it to Shangguan mintao in a few words.

"It can really cause trouble."

Shangguan mintao shook his head. No one knew who she was talking about?

"Do you want to stop them?"

When the boss didn't come, ah Ping was also the main spectator. She was also watching how Gao Mu would deal with it. She didn't mean to help at all.

When Shangguan mintao came, her attitude naturally changed.

"No, I believe he can handle it by himself. We'll just watch."

Shangguan mintao believes in Gao mu. With her little but much understanding of him, she can cause trouble but is not afraid of it. She is better at solving things.

She also likes to watch this little excitement.

Because of the light and angle, Gao Mu didn't notice Shangguan mintao and a Ping, let alone hear their communication.

What lingered in his ears was that Mr. Zheng at the bar said to invite a late night. The bet was a little small, but it brought him a glimmer of inspiration.

"It doesn't matter whether it's night or night." a pair of abusive eyes looked at the long haired Singer: "it's you. This is a game between us. Do you want us to gamble under our arms?"

No one can play with excitement, but he doesn't like being led by the nose. He likes to control everything by himself.

"How do you want to bet?"

Long Mao's fighting spirit is high. How can we say that this is also his home. Bet, who is afraid of who!

"Gambling on money, wine and dinner is too tacky. Let's change a new way to play. How about being tall and learning three barks from the loser?"

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

After Gao Mu's words, is it very tall to learn dog barking by spraying wine around and gambling on other vulgarity?

This theory really makes people speechless to refute?

Shangguan mintao smiled and covered her mouth with one hand. She was almost teased by Gao mu.

"What? I'm afraid!"

Looking at the silly long haired singer, Gao Mu continued to tease Bi.

"How is it possible? Just learn to bark like a dog. Anyway, it's you, not me."

Long hair singer's self-confidence has always been there. He is not afraid of Gao mu, but feels that Gao Mu is so naive, and then doubts whether he has two songs with such a funny comparison.

"Let's start. You come first."

Very gracious gave the opportunity to sing first.

"I'll come first. I'll come first." long Mao kept holding his guitar in his hand. At this time, he jumped onto the small stage with a jump step: "listen. Summer..."

Poof poof!

Together with the singing, Gao Mu completely sprayed the martini he had just drunk in his mouth. The long hair on his face suddenly stopped his singing.

At the same time, Shangguan mintao smiled and lay on the table. Today, it's on the pink bar!

"Sorry, you go on, go on!"

Gao Mu wiped the wine left at the corner of his mouth and looked at long Mao with an sorry face. He really didn't mean it.

But I really didn't expect that he came up with pink memories. He can't spray it without spraying it first.

Long Mao almost smashed his guitar. What the hell? Is this the treatment of singing first?

What's the matter with pink? There's no rule to sing any song. He can sing whatever he wants!

Grandma's bear!

I really want to get angry and can't get out. Finally, I can only shout angrily, "it's your turn."

"Don't linger at midnight on weekends. Come to apple paradise..."

Gao Mu's strategy is very simple. Anyway, he always sings a few words. He starts with the band's songs.

therefore.

You say one thing to me, you sing one song to me, you come and I go, and fight.

At the beginning, everyone was still very interested. Slowly, they found that they lost interest and were really bored.

It's just comparing who can hum. I can't hear a complete song, so that there are guests leaving halfway.

Shangguan mintao was also bored. Looking at the sleepy scene and looking at Gao Mu and long Mao, who were also bored, she decided to break the embarrassment.

"Ping, tell Gao Mu to stop humming. It's boring. I don't know how he can play until now."

"Good!"

Ah Ping also felt bored and wanted to interrupt. She thought it was a very interesting thing, but she didn't expect it to become such a chicken rib thing.

Gao Mu is really bored. He has nothing left or right. It's also a waste of time to play with long Mao.

Long Mao is different from Gao mu. He is not bored. He must press Gao mu.

But I didn't expect that Gao Mu's music library was really rich. All the goods in his stomach were going to be used up, and Gao Mu was still at ease.

In this way, he estimated that he might lose in the end, and his heart was already anxious.

Therefore, as soon as ah Ping appeared, long Mao agreed for the first time. Gao Mu didn't ask for his opinions. He sat aside with his beloved guitar.

"Don't run, let's go on."

Gao Mu won't be bored. On the surface, he seems to be fighting with long Mao. In fact, he also takes this opportunity to see how many songs he can remember in his stomach.

There's another purpose!