The two girls who had initially been bothering Wang Fan exchanged a glance.
It was as if they could both see that the other had a pair of donkey ears.
"Aren't we similar to Biaozi?" Night View Girl asked Xiao Yao.
"Biaozi" is a typical swear word in the Lianwan area, meaning something like a fool, an idiot, or a lunatic.
"It seems like we missed something. We treated a diamond like a brick."
"But we're not without another chance. Let's be shameless and try again, and see who succeeds first."
"I'm afraid of you!"
The two girls started to have designs on Liang Liang.
At this moment, Liang Liang had already returned the bass to Han Lin.
"What a pity about this Orliss Bass."
Liang Liang's words made Han Lin's face flush red and then pale.
After Liang Liang finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Zhang Hai.
"Do you want me to give you an evaluation? I think you'd better not listen, otherwise your confidence will be shaken. Just muddle along like this and it'll be fine."
As a lead singer, his voice lacks power; his high notes are thin, like a dull blade, and his enunciation is unclear.
Do you think you're Zhou Jiejin?
With this level of skill, you could get seven songs for a dime in Shucun or Huoying in Beijing.
Zhang Hai's face turned a little pale. Actually, he really wanted to refute Liang Liang, but considering Liang Liang's comments about Han Lin just now, this guy was simply an expert. How could he refute him?
If someone were to hurl insults at him again, without using a single swear word, how would he survive?
Therefore, Zhang Hua wisely chose to back down.
"The reason I'm here looking for people explains it all. I need a lead guitar, a keyboardist, and a drummer. If you're ambitious, interested, and think you can show off your skills, we can talk."
No one in the entire bar stepped forward.
Liang Liang knew that these people might be too embarrassed to say anything now, or they might be too ashamed to face him.
"How about this, those who are interested can go and take a look during the day. The address is Haiyun Dance Hall, No. 26 Jinshan Road, Wanzhou District, which is just north of Oriental Plaza. I'm always ready to welcome you, bosses, during the day."
After saying that, she turned to Wang Fan and said, "Brother Fan! I have to go back now. If you're going to stay any longer, I'll head back first."
"I'm going back too. I have a shift tomorrow morning, and I can't afford to be late for too long."
Wang Fan waved to the people in the bar and walked out with Liang Liang.
The two girls followed, and without any blushing, they wrapped themselves around Liang Liang on the left and right.
"Brother! We, your sister and I, were blind to your talent, please don't be angry."
"I'm not angry, but I'm not interested in seeing the night view, and I'm not used to going to other people's houses."
"Brother! My name is Xiaoqian. Isn't your place a song and dance troupe? Why don't we come to your place and have a good chat about life tonight?"
Life my ass! You're an old dog, and you want to talk to me about life? Who would believe a man and two women lying in bed discussing life and taxes? Talking about life is more believable.
Furthermore, this time, Guo'er seems to be quite bold, not being shy or hesitant at all, and getting straight to the point.
"I'm sorry! My boss won't allow it. I'm still young, and it's not the right time for me to do certain things. You two, please leave."
"Then please remember us when you have the chance in the future."
Listen to this! What kind of talk is this? It's like they're trying to get something for nothing.
In fact, the relationship between rock musicians and girls is a contradiction, a manifestation of mutual contempt yet mutual attraction.
This is a strange phenomenon that cannot be explained by science.
The two girls left reluctantly.
Liang Liang and Wang Fan boarded a bus bound for Wanzhou District.
"Brother Fan! Your piano playing is excellent. Would you be interested in coming to our dance hall?"
"I can't do it. I don't have the time. Can I quit my job to tinker with this? I'd probably starve to death on the streets someday."
Wang Fan now has a completely new understanding of Liang Liang's skill level. This fellow villager may not be old, but he is an expert.
At that time, there was no such thing as a "master" or "expert," and even the predecessor of the "master," the "shrimp," had not yet appeared.
Otherwise, Liang Liang would have been a legend overnight at the Lost Bar.
“I’ve done the math. With your company’s four shifts and three rotations, from 6 p.m. to around 12 a.m., you can get one shift a week, which hardly causes any disruption. We also have backup keyboard operators.”
A makeshift band traveling around the country might have some mediocre musicians, but that's about it; nobody's going to be that picky.
Occasionally performing one or two shows in a movie theater isn't a big problem; you can just pass yourself off as a mediocre performer.
But that won't work in a dance hall. There, you might need to perform every day, and you can't just fill in the numbers every day, can you? There will always be discerning people who can see through the deception, and then word will spread, affecting the business and reputation of the dance troupe and band.
This is why Liang Liang started looking for decent musicians.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be better if he led three beautiful women around, banging drums and gongs?
Of course, Ming Hongling and the other two girls wouldn't be idle either. The dance troupe always needs waiters and waitresses, and the three of them can work as waiters and waitresses during the day, and they can also step in to fill in when there are not enough musicians.
Find the money.
Wang Fan was still hesitating.
"Anyway, you have a 4 a.m. shift tomorrow. You've already had enough sleep this morning. It's only a little past 8 a.m. now. Why don't you come to our dance hall and check out the venue before making a decision?"
Wang Fan thought it made sense, so he followed Liang Liang to the Haiyun Dance Hall.
When they arrived at the entrance of the Haiyun Dance Hall, Wang Fan was somewhat puzzled.
"Xiao Liang! This doesn't look like you're opening for business."
"It's been closed for over a month. The owner's wife ran off with someone else, so the owner lost interest in running the business, and it ended up like this. Come in!"
Liang Liang and Wang Fan turned right at the entrance of the dance hall and heard a commotion inside as soon as they reached the main entrance.
Ming, Hongling, and two other women were sitting on a sofa in a nightclub watching television.
Liang Liang turned on the light with a click.
So, the eyes of the six women were fixed on the two people standing in the doorway.
"We thought you ran off with some rich woman, but we didn't expect you to come back."
Wang Fan was a little confused when he saw the three women.
Why are there three waiters here even though the place isn't open for business?
“These three are all my wives. The one in the middle is my first wife, and the two on either side are my second and third wives.”
Wang Fan's mouth dropped open in astonishment, almost like a capsized boat.
"You're so easy to tease! These are three of my former colleagues from our makeshift troupe. They stayed in Lianwan after the troupe disbanded. Let me introduce them to you."
After Liang Liang introduced Wang Fan to the three women, he took Wang Fan to the small stage.
"We have a drum set, an electric guitar, and an electric bass, but we're missing a guitar. We'll figure that out later. With another guitar, we can have a simple band. Could you get Liu Yuyong to come over?"
Liang Liang had a good impression of Liu Yuyong. He noticed that Liu's guitar was neatly arranged and the pitch was very accurate, so his guitar skills should not be too bad.
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