This is a song that is very different from the current singing style.

Although the lyrics of the verses are somewhat melancholic, the chorus displays a tenacious and indomitable fighting spirit.

Liang Liang's explosive vocals, hovering between breaking and not breaking, further amplified the heart-wrenching feeling, reaching the point of tearing at the auditory nerves.

Therefore, the singing stopped, and the entire audience fell silent.

The souls of the people in the bar were still wandering in the grand hall of music, not yet having left that atmosphere and been possessed by their spirits.

Liang Liang chose this song entirely because Zhang Hai and the others sang a song about a homeless person on stage.

You look down on me, huh? Let me show you how I sing about being a wanderer.

"Clap clap clap!" A few seconds later, Liu Yuyong led the applause.

His enthusiasm sparked enthusiastic applause throughout the bar.

"This guy's pretty tough!"

"It was really fierce. I don't think anyone in our bar could pull off those few roars. Even if they could, they wouldn't reach that level of fighting without breaking apart."

"Is this guy here to cause trouble?"

After the applause subsided, people in the bar began to whisper among themselves.

The way those girls looked at Liang Liang had completely changed.

The initial contempt and indifference have transformed into fervent enthusiasm.

The meaning is clear: I want to sleep with you.

Liang Liang said thank you expressionlessly and stepped off the stage.

"Brother Yong! Thank you for your guitar." Liang Liang returned the guitar to Liu Yuyong.

"Great singing! Great voice! Even better guitar playing! And the drumming is so rhythmic. When did our Lianwan City produce such a talent?" Liu Yuyong praised sincerely.

"Brother! Are you here to cause trouble?" a long-haired man next to Liu Yuyong asked jokingly.

"No, I really am here to recruit people."

"We can tell from your guitar playing that you're already at an expert level, so why are you still hiring?"

"One guitar is not enough to form a band. Actually, I'm a bassist, and my guitar skills are really just average."

After Liang Liang finished speaking, a strong sense of competition filled the bar.

Many people felt their eyes sting from the choking sensation.

How dare you say your guitar skills are just average? Can you really be any more pretentious?!

"Forming a band isn't that easy. What do you even have?" Han Lin said dismissively.

Liang Liang's guitar playing and voice are impeccable, but his current arrogant attitude is very annoying to him.

"Now I can explain to everyone my original intention for forming a band. I have a friend who owns a nightclub, but it's doing quite poorly. I want to explain to the owner of this bar that my friend's nightclub is in Wanzhou District, which is a huge distance away from your bar. There is no conflict between us. I hope you don't think I'm here to cause trouble or poach your business."

Wanzhou District and NG District are located in the south and north of Lianwan City, separated by Zhonglin District, which is about 60 or 70 miles apart. They are not in competition with each other at all.

The owner of the bewildered bar nodded without saying anything.

“My friend’s nightclub is in a pretty good location, but his management style has been a bit flawed. I’m planning to form a resident band to perform at the nightclub. One reason is to help him turn things around, and the other is to see if I can find a way for the band in Lianwan to survive. The band’s income will come from the nightclub’s ticket sales and revenue sharing, as well as audience requests and tips. I can tell you with my hand on my heart, don’t expect to get rich, but I can guarantee that making a living will not be a problem.”

Whispers filled the bar.

"You think you can turn around the dance troupe's declining fortunes with just one song? I don't know if others believe it, but I certainly don't." These were the words of Zhang Hai.

Liang Liang turned to Zhang Hai: "Brother Zhang Hai and Brother Han, I don't think I have any grudges against you two, right? From the beginning, you've looked down on me and been making sarcastic remarks all the time. Why is that?"

"For no reason other than I just don't like the look of you."

"I share the same opinion as Brother Zhang; I also don't like you." Han Lin was clearly on Zhang Hai's side.

Who do I dislike?

Liang Liang glanced at Han Lin: "Since you two are so blunt, I'll be frank too. Let's start with you. You've had the most complaints about me tonight. I listened carefully to your performance. The most basic way to play the bass is to coordinate with the kick drum. Only when it's closely coordinated with the kick drum does it have any value, enhancing the atmosphere and strengthening the rhythm. To use an imperfect analogy, the bass and kick drum are like a loving couple. Only when they work together can they maximize their control of the rhythm. But your performance just now was completely unrelated to the kick drum. If we're still using a couple as an analogy, it's basically on the verge of divorce or already divorced. This shows that your understanding of the bass is still superficial. To put it bluntly, if you can't fully understand the role of the bass, your role in the band is dispensable. It doesn't matter whether you're there or not; in fact, your presence might even disrupt the rhythm."

Han Lin rolled his eyes and said nothing.

His understanding of bass is really only superficial.

"Besides that, let's talk about personal technique. The second tremolo is the most basic playing technique for a bass player, a technique that any bass player must master and understand. However, your ability to adapt the second tremolo to different note values ​​and your understanding of the connection between playing scales and fingering are very poor, like a beginner who has only been learning for a few days. If you can't even master the second tremolo, there's no point in talking about the third or fourth tremolo. It can be said that your basic skills are quite weak. Your muted playing is even worse. To use an inappropriate analogy, it's like a drowning person trying to call for help but having their throat pinched by a hand. It sounds like being rubbed by steel."

Han Lin was dumbfounded, staring blankly at Liang Liang.

"That's not all. You played the muted notes like this, so you can imagine the effect of the muted notes combined with the hammering with your left hand. And then there's the tapping. Tapping, if played well, can not only produce beautiful melodies, but also allow you to show off your skills in front of the girls. But tapping isn't about hitting the strings harder; are you ramming them? What I don't understand the most is that you even did a strumming at the end! Do you think you're playing a guitar? With your skill level, take my advice: go home and practice for ten hours every day. Come back and give me pointers a year later. Otherwise, you really have no right to look down on anyone! You don't believe me? Then let me show you how to play a bass. Bring me your bass!"

Liang Liang said domineeringly, and Han Lin subconsciously handed his bass to Liang Liang.

After testing the sound, Liang Liang gave a showy impromptu performance.

Human body electric shock, slide loop, triplet hammer-on, string tearing, butterfly hand, syncopation, glissando pull-off...

The entire bar was as quiet as dawn, with not a sound except for the low, guttural sound of the bass guitar, like a train entering a tunnel.

Finally, Liang Liang ended his improvisation with a tremolo.

"This is how you play bass."

When Liang Liang handed the bass back to Han Lin, the bar erupted in thunderous applause.