This protagonist is really good

When Jiang Zhan heard that his singing skills were not good, he immediately remembered that he still had a [Perfect Voice] capsule that he hadn't taken.

He stood up and explained, "Manager, I'm just not in good condition now. Don't worry, I can definitely sing the state required for this song in a moment."

Jiang Yuelong supported the table, as if he was exhausted by the weight on his chest, and smiled slightly, "Well, I'm looking forward to it."

After that, Jiang Yuelong turned and left.

Brother Li patted Jiang Zhan's shoulder with a gratified smile on his face, "Xiao Zhan is good. The new store manager has just arrived and has been appreciated by the new store manager."

Jiang Zhan scratched his head embarrassedly and said in a polite way, "This is still the good thing that Brother Li taught me."

Brother Li patted Jiang Zhan's head on the back, "Don't be so good, go and get ready, so as not to be a slouch on the stage."

"Hey!" Jiang Zhan agreed with a smile on his face and prepared to find a time to take the capsule.

At this time, Jiang Zhan had no idea of ​​getting rich. He just felt that he was favored by his boss and could make a little more money this month.

Life is so humble.

After Jiang Yuelong walked out of the preparation room, he did not return to his office but walked out from the back door.

At the back door, a man in black clothes and with a gloomy face was waiting for Jiang Yuelong.

The gloomy face was not because the man was dissatisfied with Jiang Yuelong, but because he looked sleepy every day, which gave people a bad impression.

"Hello, my name is Jiang Yuelong, and I am a subordinate of the leader." Jiang Yuelong recognized the man when she saw him. He was exactly the same as the photo she had seen.

"Hello, my name is Wu Song, and I am also a subordinate of the leader. How are you preparing here?" Wu Song asked.

"No problem, everything is ready, and we can act tonight." Jiang Yuelong said.

"Okay, I know." After saying that, Wu Song nodded and turned to leave.

Jiang Zhan was still in the dark about all this.

Jiang Zhan was hiding in the toilet at this time. He carefully took out the capsule box from his pocket, then opened the small square box that looked like a diamond ring, carefully took out the capsule from it, and put it into his mouth.

Although it was a capsule, Jiang Zhan actually felt that it melted in his mouth.

As soon as the capsule entered his mouth, it instantly became soft and sticky, just like jelly in his mouth, entering his body through his throat.

Then there was a kind of comfort like the warmth of soaking in hot water in winter, which began to radiate from his throat until his whole soul was immersed in warm water.

After a while, this feeling disappeared, and Jiang Zhan felt that his breathing was much smoother.

"Huh! This feeling!" Jiang Zhan felt that his voice had changed as soon as he opened his mouth, becoming unusually pleasant, and even his soul felt washed. "Is this the effect of the capsule? It's amazing!"

Soon the night fell, and there were more people in the bar. The intense rhythm and flashing lights echoed in every corner of the bar.

Wu Song, dressed in black, walked into the bar, sat at the bar, ordered a glass of vodka, and waited for the protagonist to appear.

As the lead singer, Brother Li opened the show with two songs.

After the two songs, Brother Li pulled Jiang Zhan, who was responsible for playing the drums, to the front of the stage and said, "I think this resident singer should be familiar to everyone. Our new resident singer Jiang Zhan will have a new song for everyone today!"

"Ahhh!"

There was a cheer from the stage.

Half of this was a welcome to Jiang Zhan, and the other half was because they were drunk. No matter what they did, they shouted loudly.

Soon a heavy metal roar sounded!

The audience, who were originally only expecting the sound of the metal storm, instantly quieted down after Jiang Zhan opened his mouth. The screaming and noisy young men and women, as if they were frozen, actually pricked up their ears and began to listen to the song seriously.

The music in the bar was just a tool to assist their joy. They never thought that they would become listeners one day.

The death metal was mixed with Jiang Zhan's roars, as if he was venting his emotions, like a heavy hammer hitting their hearts again and again.

Jiang Zhan on the stage also entered a state of ecstasy. This song seemed to be a stage for venting his emotions, wantonly venting his emotions.

Wild, angry, perverse, and disdainful, at this moment it seemed as if he was the only one in the world.

Jiang Zhan, who was like a madman, made everyone at the scene bow down.

The young men and women standing on the dance floor also stopped to listen to the frenzied metal storm.

Until Jiang Zhan's last heavy hit on the drum, the whole bar was filled with laughter.The hall fell into silence, and the sound of the golden bells still rang in the ears of the guests in the bar hall.

After a few minutes, everyone seemed to come back to their senses, and then they were noisy in the dance floor, venting their emotions loudly.

I hope Jiang Zhan can do it again.

Jiang Zhan put down the drumstick in his hand, his face looked a little tired, and sweat had soaked his clothes. The selfless singing just now had almost exhausted all his strength.

However, Jiang Zhan also smiled on his face. He was both a singer and a listener. He knew how perfect the performance just now was.

Brother Li also put down the bass in his hand, walked to the drum set, stretched out his hand to Jiang Zhan, who seemed to have fallen into the water, and pulled Jiang Zhan up, with a smile on his face, "Well done! Your level is no different from those first-class singers."

Jiang Zhan did not speak, but just smiled. He knew the credit of this [Perfect Voice] capsule and his current strength.

Jiang Zhan took a break and continued to sing the song.

This time the audience's reaction was much more lively. Although they couldn't sing, they still had the ability to shout at the top of their lungs!

Wu Song raised his glass and asked the bartender, "What's the name of the guy who sang just now?"

The bartender had been paying attention to Wu Song for a long time, because Wu Song had already sat at the bar and drank ten glasses of whiskey, and he couldn't let him forget it.

"Hello, sir, that man is Jiang Zhan, and he is a new resident singer." The bartender said very politely.

"Okay." Wu Song put the half-drunk glass of wine on the table, and stood up and walked towards the backstage.

Because the first show was over at this time, there would be performances such as pole dancing, and Jiang Zhan and the others also had to take a break.

Jiang Zhan just walked down the stairs and met Wu Song, and was startled.

Wu Song stood in a dimly lit corner in black clothes, and only his eyes were bright and scary.

"Hello, you are Mr. Jiang Zhan." Wu Song asked.