Jin Ling didn't expect Ding Peng to sing.

She didn't expect him to sing such a good song.

At the beginning, I threw a king bomb directly into the first song!

She believed that even if Ding Peng only sang this song, the people on the scene would not ask for a refund anymore, because everyone had been infected by this song. The sound of wine bottles touching throughout the scene was jingling, and many people were drinking while listening to the song.

But more people pricked up their ears and held wine glasses and bottles in their hands and listened carefully to Ding Peng's singing.

"I really didn't expect that Master Ding would do this."

"Major Ding wants to go to heaven for major news."

"I can't believe it, I really can't believe it. Is this really Master Ding? How could he sing? And he sings so well."

"Don't bother me, let me get drunk for a while."

The two little beauties Ding Cailin and Ding Ding had their faces flushed with excitement. They looked up at their father on the stage. At this time, they seemed to see a flash of light behind their father, so shining, so majestic and tall.

"I suddenly want to kneel down for my dad." Ding Cailin said with a smile.

Ding Ding held her hand and said, "Kneel together."

After saying that, the two girls burst into laughter.

Ding Peng was singing on the stage, glanced at his two daughters, and then squeezed his eyes at them. Ding Cailin and Ding Ding became even more excited and applauded with their feet.

After singing a song, Ding Peng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the atmosphere had started, and people's attention was all attracted. It seemed that the old guy had a market.

"Everyone..."

This guy wanted to say a few more words, but as soon as he said two words, the person below shouted.

"Brother, do it again!"

"Master Ding, sing it again! It's so good!"

At first one or two people shouted, but later everyone started shouting.

“Do it again, do it again…”

Ding Peng smiled and said, "It seems that you still like me, the old man, who sings very much. Since that's the case, let's talk less nonsense and keep singing, and let's have a song about other songs."

"No, Master Ding, sing brothers' song!" A young man who was very close to the stage screamed. The acne on this guy's excited face was reflected.

Ding Peng said: "Brotherhood is like the deep sea. I also like this kind of songs very much, so I wrote a few songs before. If you want to listen to them, then let's sing them one by one."

"No way? This is a song you wrote yourself?" the acne man said with wide eyes.

"Yes."

"Damn, I said why haven't you heard of it before, uncle, why didn't you debut at your level? What's the matter with the young and handsome guys you have now when you debut?"

"Damn, I finally believe in the words of the beautiful host. Uncle, you are the everlasting green pine in the music industry, you can bear the worship of thousands of people, you are the trend and direction of the music industry."

Ding Peng laughed and said, "I dare not act, okay, let's continue singing, and the following song "I'll be brothers in the next life" is for you."

After saying that, the guitar sounded again.

After a moment of the prelude, Ding Peng spoke in a high note.

Become a brother in the next life

How can friendship be separated by the word "Yi"

Looking back at the scenery along the way

You and I drink happily at night

Become a brother in the next life

We will fight our dreams side by side

Wait for the sunset to be quiet and the years become clear

We are worth looking down on this world

......

Some songs don’t need to be listened to at all, and they can amaze everyone at the beginning.

This song is like this that I have to be a brother in the next life.

There is no long paving in front, but a type that goes straight to the center and is instantly facing high.

The song was just sung, and the scene of the riot became quiet, but after a moment of quiet, it started to riot again.

The sound of the collision of wine bottles, the laughter of people, and even the sound of low crying.

"Hey, Master Ding is really good. He sings so well and is a small restaurant that is so fucked?"

"That's right, this is a superstar who was completely delayed by the stove."

"No matter what others do, Master Ding's big restaurant will be the base for me to gather with my brothers."

"What a big deal about the base area. Five or six people were full, and there was no wine."

"We are holding bowls and sucking noodles at the door. Can we control you?"

“…”

Jin Ling was completely attracted by Ding Peng's singing.

It seemed like it was the first time she met this old guy, his singing, his guitar, his tone of speaking, and a surging heart beneath his seemingly honest appearance.

"Huh~" Jin Ling exhaled a long breath and murmured: "I'm completely lost to the pit."

Ding Cailin and Ding Ding saw that one song of my father was more popular than another, and one song had a greater influence than another. The two girls held their hands tightly together, and then shook the other arm hard to cheer for my father!

What is stunning?

Dad is amazing!

When many people were not optimistic, the two songs completely turned the situation around, making everyone fall in love with these two songs, and making everyone fall in love with this middle-aged uncle playing the guitar on the stage.

Behind the bustling city is the lonely light shadow

We've been from strange to familiar

Comfort and encourage each other to break the heart

Always believe that dawn will appear after darkness

Facing this cruel rainy season lonely

Work hard together on the present and past

Thinking back to the agreement and the guidance of fate

After sobering up, he said that he would not give up easily in life

......

The singing continued, people drank, cheered, shouted, screamed.

The whole bar was confused and in love. Many people hugged each other, patted each other on the back, comforted them twice, and told them about secrets they never wanted to mention to others.

Some people even took out their cell phones and started calling brothers and friends they hadn't contacted for a long time.

"Hey, Lao Bao, where is it? Listen to Wang Nannan in the Yumlin Bar? Don't listen, what's the good thing about a girl? I'm at Mushang Bar. Today, an uncle came here and sang two songs. Then I miss you. Stop making trouble. What a gay guy really misses you. Brother, listen, this song."

The phone was raised high, and a sharp sound pierced everything in the noisy sound, which was transmitted along the phone's microphone to the other end.

"I will be brothers in the next life. How can friendships be separated by the word "Yi"? Looking back at the scenery along the way, you and I drink happily at night..."

It took a long time before the other person's voice came from the opposite side of the phone.

"Smoke pole, who is the person who sang this song?"

"A middle-aged uncle, I heard that Wang Nannan was going to come to Mushang Bar, but he didn't come. Then this uncle came out to save the scene. Otherwise, I wouldn't have heard these songs and thought of you."

"Brother, wait for me, I'll go there now."

“A little far.”

"I'm going until dawn."

"Okay, I'll have wine waiting for you."

......

There were too many such scenes on the scene, and many people even cried and talked to each other while holding their cell phones.

It was a coquettish night.

This is also a night when many young people's passions were ignited by Ding Peng.

Elm Forest Bar.

A young man patted several companions beside him and said, "Let's go, go to Mushang."

"Old Bao, what are you doing? Wang Nannan sang just right."

"The cartridge is in Mursanne, he asked for a drink, and he said he missed us."
To be continued...