Began to become popular after divorcing Tianhou wife

Chapter 22 Eight Cups of Wine

Zhang Mingyu had completely integrated into the song at this time, his mind had already sunk into it, and there was nothing outside his mind, so naturally he would not notice what was wrong with Zhou Qiqi, let alone the ideological struggle in Zhou Qiqi's mind at this moment.

While Zhang Mingyu was singing, many people in the audience were recording video, and some were recording audio, and the whole bar was unusually quiet.

Some people even searched for the song "Dissipating Sorrow" on their mobile phones, and found that they couldn't find it at all.

Undoubtedly original!

Zhang Mingyu's singing continues:

"A toast to Hometown"

"A toast to the distance"

"Keep My Goodness"

"Turning me to grow"

"So the road from north to south is no longer long"

"The soul no longer has nowhere to rest"

boom!
Everyone felt the brain resonance.

This is simply the sound of nature!

Every word hurts my heart!

……

offstage.

The faces of countless people turned red with excitement.

Some of them also silently wiped away tears.

"sounds amazing!"

"It's really a fairy!"

"The lyrics are so well written!"

"Listening to this song feels like writing about me."

"The song is pretty good, but it's just the wine!"

"This voice... my mother!"

"I have goosebumps all over my body right now."

"Kneel down!"

"This song sang to my heart."

"Shocked!"

"..."

While everyone was discussing, a whistle sounded suddenly.

At first, no one paid much attention to it, but listen to it... what a stroke of genius!

Inject soul - whistle.

Everyone became quiet again.

They are all listening quietly.

Anyone who dares to make a noise at this time will probably be hostile by everyone in an instant.

And Zhang Mingyu's singing seems to have magical powers, making people intoxicated involuntarily. When you wake up, you will find that your face is already covered with tears.

Everyone has more or less hidden stories in their hearts.

Men always want to be strong, and they don’t want to show their weakness in front of close people. Instead, they will choose to get into the bed alone at night, and then play a sad song, crying silently in the bed.

Everyone is out of breath under the pressure of life, but many people are still moving forward with heavy burdens.

Everyone is a visitor.

Everyone is their own master.

Every day we walk by all kinds of people, but perhaps none of them really live in our hearts.

Every night, everyone feels lonely.

Some people want to escape.

Some people want to give up.

Some people want to commit suicide.

some people……

There are too many unsatisfactory things in this world.

But your life must go on.

The sun still rises every day.

Hope will always be planted in your heart.

"I want to cry!"

"Don't bother me, let me cry for a while!"

"I want to go home!"

"I also want to go home, I'm tired of wandering in big cities."

"I feel like a walking dead every day. I don't know what I'm doing. I want to go home and go back to the place where I can heal."

"..."

Many emotional people have already burst into tears.

People who come to the bar are from all walks of life and all kinds of people.

Everyone has their own story.

As described in the lyrics: With all kinds of makeup on your face, no one remembers what you look like.

Zhang Mingyu's singing moved these people.

The content in the lyrics made everyone unable to hold back and burst into tears.

Zhou Qiqi was sitting in the corner, also crying softly with her head down.

She came to this city alone, with no one to rely on, and only she knew the bitterness of it!

……

"Tomorrow with a toast"

"A toast to the past"

"support my body"

"Thick shoulders"

"Although I never believe in the so-called high mountains and rivers"

"Life is too short to forget it"

"A Toast to Freedom"

"A Toast to Death"

"Forgive My Ordinariness"

"dispelling confusion"

"Well, always scrawled out after dawn"

boom!
Everyone opened their mouths to the maximum.

Shocked!

Everyone felt their blood rushing up to the top of the sky.

"Anyone who has experienced it will probably see themselves in this song, and I am one of them!"

"Those who can understand are those who have a story!"

"A toast to freedom, a toast to death... Awesome! Too awesome!"

"The entertainment industry should be more emotional!"

"The lyrics are amazing!"

"What happened to him in life?"

"The person who can write this kind of song is the person who has truly seen through life!"

"This Zhang Mingyu can see it so thoroughly at such a young age, a master!"

"..."

……

In the corner, a slovenly middle-aged man in his 30s listened to the discussions of the people around him, and silently wiped away the tears from his face.

The middle-aged man named Liu Yongkang, a child who walked out of the deep mountains, walked out of the university campus full of ideals and ambitions. He thought he could show his talents and stand out, but later he discovered that life would give him the edges and corners that were not prominent at all. Grind flat.

I am a passer-by, and no one will remember my name.

Whenever the night is quiet, Liu Yongkang will hide in the quilt and cry silently.

When Liu Yongkang was a child, he longed to grow up, to get out of the mountains and see the outside world.

Now, Liu Yongkang saw it, but he began to miss everything in the mountains.

Liu Yongkang couldn't breathe under the pressure of life, and wanted to give up his life several times.

He didn't know what he was insisting on?
No parents.

no wife.

no kids.

Liu Yongkang has nothing, he has nothing to worry about, so he longs for death.

Liu Yongkang picked up a bottle of wine on the table, stacked eight glasses on the table, filled each glass with wine, and then drank one by one.

Eight glasses of wine...

A toast to the sun.

A toast to the moonlight.

A toast to my hometown.

A toast to the distance.

A toast to tomorrow.

A toast to the past.

A toast to freedom.

A toast to death.

After eight glasses of wine, Liu Yongkang lay down on the table and cried with his head buried.

Fuck life!

Fuck bothers!

Today, I want to get drunk!
"Sober people are the most absurd"

"Sober people are the most absurd"

Suddenly, Zhang Mingyu's singing sounded, and the two lines "a sober person is the most ridiculous" ended.

The finishing touch.

The last sentence awakened everyone's numb soul.

Except for the sound of breathing, there was no abnormal sound in the whole bar.

The whole process lasted 5 minutes.

5 minutes later……

crying.

The sound of drinking.

Whisper.

The sound is in the ear.

After a brief sound, there was endless, deafening applause.

Many people's hands are clapped red without knowing it.

Zhang Mingyu watched this scene with a smile.

This feeling……

Zhang Mingyu enjoyed it very much.

The applause lasted for 10 minutes before it gradually stopped—this was still under Zhang Mingyu's signal.

Otherwise, drumming for half an hour is fine!

"Eight glasses of wine in life."

"For this first cup, I wish you and me a success and a bright future."

"This second cup, thank you for meeting me as scheduled, and expressing our sincerity to each other."

"This third cup, I am inseparable from you and I have been with you ever since.

"This fourth cup..."

"The song "Sorrow" is given to myself and to everyone here today. I hope you like this song, and I hope you forget your worries, find yourself, and be happy every day!"

　Thank you for the reward of "Rui Si's War", eight glasses of wine, I respect you!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)