Chapter 734: Encountering a Fan

As the girl walked over, she attracted the attention of everyone in the bar.

Her floral skirt was filtered through by the light, and finally swayed lightly and stopped on the stage.

Everyone could only see the girl saying something in the singer's ear with a smile, and then the singer walked off the stage with his guitar and a smile. Then she turned around and said a few words to the sound engineer.

As everyone's expectant eyes gradually brightened, she finally returned to the microphone, reached out and clapped her hands.

"Hey, hey—"

The girl's clear voice sounded with a smile. After the sound check, she said seriously,

"Hello everyone, I'm tonight's temporary resident singer, Shen Pianpian."

"To thank the handsome shop owner for his generosity, I'm waiving my singing fee. I hope everyone enjoys their meals, drinks, and rest."

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh—”

Screams, cheers and applause rang out at the same time, with boys occasionally whistling in good faith.

Miss Shen, however, was already holding the microphone, and turned around and nodded to the sound engineer.

"Result has any reason..."

The first sound that flowed out was a minty-sounding voice of a young girl.

Her voice was low and cool, and colored light filtered down from above her head, falling on her eyelashes and casting dim shadows.

Music started playing with her first word: guitar, drum beats, and snapping fingers.

The graceful and lazy strumming of the strings, the drum beats that make people unable to help but nod or sway their bodies to the rhythm, and the crisp and chic snap of fingers as the girl slightly curls up the corners of her mouth and gently sways her body.

Such a lazy and natural girlish voice with a hint of handsomeness, mixed with the night and the light of wine, seemed to be in perfect harmony.

The tone of her singing at this moment was somewhat different from her usual speaking or acting voice. There was a slight hoarseness mixed in, and her slightly lowered voice pronounced each syllable clearly, and each ending sound was very clean. It was precisely because of this that people inexplicably felt an itch in their hearts that they could not stop.

At this moment, both reporters involuntarily turned their cameras to the girl on the stage.

Of course, there were many other people who raised their phones at the same time.

They came from all over, maybe they were accidental travelers, maybe they were locals who came here frequently, they had different accents and different experiences, but at this moment they were sitting in this bar called Nimbus, in the dark early morning after twelve o'clock, all impressed by a song that was not of a high standard.

The intoxicating laziness and smile between the girl's eyebrows made her heart beat faster or she felt drowsy.

The lights in the room were dim, and no one's expression could be seen in the mottled light, so some people allowed their gazes to turn into entangled and strong ropes, slowly and restrainedly encircling the girl on the stage in circles, leaving no gaps.

If his gaze could become reality, anyone he stared at would have been tied up tightly and even tied into a knot.

Su Yu, who had been looking at Shen Pianpian with a slightly curved lip, suddenly seemed to realize something and turned his head to look to the side.

The mottled light flickered, and the almost explicit look sank into the shadows again in an instant.

Yan Yi sat in the corner, crossed his legs, and looked lazily at Su Yu with his eyelids raised.

The boy's eyes looked particularly cold under the colorful lights, like amber placed in ice water, and they swept across Yan Yi coldly.

Their eyes met and then disappeared.

An expressionless man picked up the wine and took a sip.

Assistant Yan, who still crossed his legs and no longer maintained the refined and elite image, looked abstinent and frivolous.

He turned his gaze back to Shen Pianpian and slightly raised the corners of his lips.