Chapter 757 I Can't Sing, I Can Only Hum

No matter what the manager explained, that group of people just wouldn't stop.

Huang Ling came over and heard the manager explain to the group of people.

But some of those people were too drunk to hear.

"We are reasonable, take a step back, Ah Guo can't sing, you find someone who sings like Ah Guo to sing." One of them said.

The corner of the manager's mouth twitched when he heard this, is this still reasonable?

The singing voice of the singer A Guo is so unique that no one can imitate it.

The singers in the whole bar can't imitate, where can he find someone?

"Can other singers do it?" the manager said with a headache.

"no!"

"If not, I'll ask the singers to come out and let you choose. Whoever you choose will sing, okay?"

"We just like listening to A Guo's singing!"

The manager explained patiently: "A Guo's singing voice is very unique, but there are more beautiful singers in this bar than A Guo."

"How pretty?"

"I'll call them over, line up and let you choose, how about it?" The manager didn't care about offending people who came to the bar to drink.

The bar is a VIP membership, the upper class, the children of the rich, and high-level figures can apply for this VIP membership card.

The group in front of them are the young masters of rich families with some background.

Offended, several of their families can tear down the bar.

The manager turned around and was going to call the female singer who was working tonight to come out and "serve" these young masters.

He just turned around, and Huang Ling, who was standing behind him, appeared in the sight of the group of people.

There were a lot of onlookers, and a lot of people in bar suits.

But……

Huang Ling didn't know why she felt like winning a lottery, and was pointed at by a man who seemed to be the leader, "Her!"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes turned to Huang Ling.

For a moment, Huang Ling didn't know who this man was referring to.

She saw the man pointing this way, she looked left and right.

"It's you, turn-head girl!" the man said again.

Turn your head girl?

Huang Ling withdrew her gaze and looked at the man pointing at her in astonishment, "Me?"

She raised her hand and hooked her fingers, pointing at herself.

"That's right, it's you!" The man tugged, with a domineering expression.

"I'm not a singer, I'm..."

"I want you to be a singer tonight and you have to be a singer! Otherwise, I'll smash this bar tonight, believe it or not?"

"..." It's amazing.

Huang Ling wanted to hit someone, but... couldn't.

"Huang Ling, just sing a few songs. Mr. Wu is interested in you, so you can show your face and stand on the stage and sing a few songs." The manager saw that the so-called Mr. Wu appointed Huang Ling to sing, his eyes lit up, and he hurried up. Before persuading Huang Ling.

"Manager, I'm not a singer, I'll be stage fright."

"Take it as if you're singing K, so I'll give you another salary increase, three hundred yuan a song, how about it?"

"What if I can't sing well? I seldom sing, I just hum."

"Mr. Wu wants you to go on stage. You can hum or talk, as long as they are willing. If you are satisfied with your performance, I will give you five hundred yuan a song."

"..." It turns out that being a singer makes so much money?

No wonder I often see reports about celebrities on the Internet, how high the salary is, I am really envious of the dead.

"Hurry up! Don't dawdle, I will let you dance if you are not happy!" Mr. Wu said loudly and arrogantly.

Huang Ling hated this kind of person, but there was no way to deal with this kind of person.

She took two steps forward and bravely looked at them, "I can sing, but I'm not a professional singer, and I can't sing well. Don't blame me, and you can't make trouble in the bar, okay?"