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254 Singing; Original Song!
Ling Rou looked around the bar with her big, gem-like eyes.

Then, she gently opened her willow-like lips and let out a sound that sounded like the strings of a zither.

“Welcome to Jiuzhou Bar. I’ll sing ‘Content’. I hope everyone will like it.”

As soon as she finished speaking, slightly low music immediately sounded in the bar.

Then, Ling Rou slowly opened her mouth.

“Oh, to have a rainbow. Oh, to embrace the summer wind.

“The stars in the sky laugh at the people on the ground. I can’t understand it, I can’t feel that it’s enough…”

Her voice was filled with magnetism, adding a touch of joy to the overall melody. It gave people a sense of anticipation and desire for love.

After the song ended, a round of applause rang out in the bar.

“Brother Lin Fan, what do you think? Ling Rou is pretty, right?” Tan Shengyu asked. “Her singing isn’t bad, right?”

Lin Fan nodded his head in agreement.

One had to know…

Lin Fan had Heavenly Voice. At the same time, he was proficient in cello, violin, piano, guitar… It could be said that he was an expert among experts in music.

The fact that Lin Fan could acknowledge Ling Rou was enough to prove that she sang well.

Next, Ling Rou sang songs like ‘Red High Heels’ and ‘Prose Poetry Written by My Father’.

Without exception, all the songs were sung very well. After each song ended, she received applause from many people.

At this moment, Ling Rou spoke again, “Next, I’ll sing my original song, ‘Sword Dance’. I hope everyone will like it.”

The music in the bar paused for a moment.

Immediately after, very lively music sounded.

“An original song?” Tan Shengyu asked in surprise. “Ling Rou actually knows how to write songs?”

Lin Fan’s face was filled with curiosity.

After the prelude, Ling Rou opened her willow-shaped lips again.

“The trees in the mountains form a forest, the curved stream flows, the handsome man wields a long sword, and the fallen leaves don’t stick to his body…”

They all focused their attention on Ling Rou and listened quietly.

At this moment…

They had a vague feeling that Ling Rou was not wearing a casual outfit and standing on the bar stage.
Instead, she had changed into an ancient costume and was standing in the forest, waving the sword in her hand quickly.

The sword shadow was like light, the sword wind was like lightning, and the fallen leaves were like rain…

Her movements were so clean, neat, elegant, and filled with endless beauty. It was utterly fascinating.

Finally, Ling Rou slowly sang the last line of the lyrics.

At the same time, the music in the bar gradually stopped.

The next moment, the entire bar was filled with thunderous applause.

“Ling Rou is beautiful and has a sweet voice!” Tan Shengyu exclaimed excitedly. “Her original song is so good!”

The woman with the face of an internet celebrity said angrily, “If you like her so much, then go after her!”

Tan Shengyu seemed to realize that the woman was still beside him. He coughed lightly and said, “She’s beautiful, but so are you! She’s a different kind of beauty… I admire you. I like you.”

When the woman heard this, she revealed a satisfied expression.

Then, Tan Shengyu said to Lin Fan, “Brother Lin Fan, we made the right choice to come here today. To be able to create such a beautiful original song, I think she’ll definitely become a big singer if she’s able to hold concerts!”

Lin Fan nodded his head.

In the next moment, a strange expression appeared on his face.

That was because a crisp notification sounded out in Lin Fan’s mind.

[Ding! If you hold a concert with more than 100,000 spectators, you’ll be rewarded with ten silver packets.]

This was… Did he trigger a mission?

Tan Shengyu seemed to have noticed the change in Lin Fan’s expression and asked, “Brother Lin Fan, what’s wrong?”

“Didn’t you say that Ling Rou would become a big star if she holds a concert?” Lin Fan asked.

Tan Shengyu nodded in confusion and said, “Yeah, why?”

“Then I’ll hold one for her!” Lin Fan said.

“Hold a concert for her?” Tan Shengyu was stunned.

At this moment, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded from afar.

A round-faced man in a suit and leather shoes walked over quickly. He bowed and said in a very respectful tone, “Mr. Lin, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you were here sooner.”

“Are you the manager of Jiuzhou Bar?” Lin Fan asked.

“Yes,” the round-faced man replied even more respectfully.”

Today, when he suddenly found out that the bar had changed owners, he was very nervous.

It was because he did not know what the new boss was like. Would he fire him and replace him with a confidant?

Therefore, from morning until now, the round-faced man had a lot on his mind as he sat alone in the office.

It was not until he heard Ling Rou’s original song ‘Sword Dance’ that he could not help but walk out of the office.

It was also at this moment that the round-faced man suddenly discovered that his new boss was actually in the bar. This gave him a huge shock.

“What’s your name?” Lin Fan asked.

“Li Zhuang, my name is Li Zhuang,” the round-faced man said.

“Manager Li, do you have a quieter place here?” Lin Fan asked.

“Yes, we have a private room here, a luxurious private room,” Li Zhuang said.

Then, under Li Zhuang’s lead, Lin Fan, Tan Shengyu, and the woman quickly arrived at a spacious private room.

Lin Fan said, “Can you ask Ling Rou to come?”

This sentence made Li Zhuang hesitate for a moment. He said very carefully, “Uh… Ling Rou could be considered a small-time singer… When she came to our bar, she announced long ago that she would only sing…”

Obviously, Li Zhuang had misunderstood. He thought that Lin Fan wanted Ling Rou to drink with him and even wanted to do something to her.

Ling Rou was simply too beautiful. Many customers had similar thoughts about her.

Furthermore, Lin Fan suddenly moved to a private room.

It was no wonder… Li Zhuanghui thought too much.

Obviously, Lin Fan understood his thoughts.

Regarding this…

Not only was Lin Fan not angry, but he even nodded his head in satisfaction.

If Ling Rou was really willing to sing with him or even do something else, Lin Fan would not have any interest in calling her over.

“Don’t worry and call her over. I just wish to discuss some singing matters with her,” Lin Fan said.

When Li Zhuangyan heard this, he heaved a sigh of relief and said respectfully, “Alright, I’ll get Ling Rou to come over now.”

After Li Zhuang left, Tan Shengyu could not help but ask, “Brother Lin Fan, are you very familiar with Li Zhuang?”

Lin Fan shook his head, “It’s my first time seeing him too.”