Chapter 376 376, The World

Xizhimen Overpass.

There are a few chefs with good skills who find every opportunity to set up a barbecue stall here. The main dishes are peanuts, edamame and barbecue, and the wine is draft beer.

The place is simple and noisy.

But the advantage is that things are cheap, and many nearby residents and low-income workers come here to spend money. They don't care about how delicious the wine is, but just want to relax.

When Sun Hao arrived at the place, without saying a word, he raised his hand and greeted the boss: "One plate of cucumbers, one plate of edamame and peanuts, 40 meat skewers, and then nine cups of draft beer."

There seemed to be a lot of draft beer. Leslie Cheung, who had just finished venting, just wanted to have a simple chat with Sun Hao.

So forget about the wine, let’s have some food and go back. Are you going to talk to you about the composition of that song? !

Unexpectedly, Wang Fei was in high spirits, raised her wine glass and said just one word "drink"!

The dishes were served very quickly, all served in less than 15 minutes.

"elder brother…"

"Um?"

"Have you seen the owner of the barbecue stall?"

"I saw it, what's wrong?" Leslie Cheung was puzzled.

"Give you ten minutes to summarize him for me."

"Is this the third stage, performance training?"

"You can think so, but don't be nervous, you can also treat it as a simple chat."

After saying that, Sun Hao started drinking with Wang Fei without asking for Leslie Cheung's opinion. We are all friends. Although you violently kissed me in an unknown bar, I don't intend to hate you.

"good!"

Leslie Cheung agreed and began to carefully observe the owner of the barbecue stall.

The owner of the barbecue stall is a male who looks to be around 30 years old. He carries a child less than two years old on his back. He has a cigarette in his mouth and is grilling meat while always paying attention to the customers around him.

Perhaps because his legs and feet were not very agile, the young man's feet felt a bit sloping when he walked.

However, this did not affect Leslie Cheung's observation at all. Ever since Sun Hao handed over the task, he had been staring at the boss.

See it when you eat meat, see it when you eat edamame, and see it when you drink alcohol.

Fortunately, hard work pays off.

Before even a quarter of an hour had passed, Leslie Cheung felt confident:

"Director, let me sum it up, he is poor. He can send his children to kindergarten, but he takes them with him. It is not hygienic. Of course, he has no concept of hygiene. He smokes cigarettes, cooks barbecues, and delivers food and wine to guests. , there is no delay in anything.”

After summarizing, Leslie Cheung stared at Sun Hao, not asking for his praise, but wanting to see if he was on the same channel as him.

"Hmm..." Sun Hao thought for a moment, touched his chin and smiled.

"Brother, let me tell you something. Some netizens have summarized this boss, saying that he "has responsibility baked in his hands, hopes on his back, and life in his mouth."

"Um…"

Leslie Cheung was stunned, not expecting that Sun Hao would analyze the father and son from this perspective.

"Brother, if I asked you to play this character, how would you play it?"

"Of course, we need to experience life first. It's best to eat and live with him, and then go deep into his heart and understand his true thoughts."

"Yes, Not Bad!

But what if the role is over? "

"Of course I have to move out of his place. After all, I have my life, and he has his life..."

Leslie Cheung, who is outspoken, had an enlightenment as soon as the conversation started. Yes, he is him and I am me. Why should I continue to live his life after the play is over?

Just as I was thinking about it, the guests at the table next to me started making noise. A handsome guy with dyed yellow hair stood up and started shouting.

"Boss, please stop soaking your mutton skewers in sheep urine. Why do they taste so weird?"

"Yes, yes, this is too bullying. You dare to sell pork skewers as mutton skewers in broad daylight. Is this justified?

No, we have to call the police! "

Huang Mao stood up, and naturally several of his companions were not to be far behind, and they all angrily accused the boss.

"Boss, how about this? If you compensate us 5,000 yuan, it will be regarded as our medical expenses and mental damages.

Of course, we will not call the police. "

…

"what to do?"

Looking at the group of young people looking for trouble, Wang Fei, who had been enjoying her meal, leaned hard against Sun Hao, looking weak and pitiful.

Come and protect me!

"hehe…"

Sun Hao smiled.

"Sister Fei, why don't you leave first? My brother and I have been separated for two days. Today, what are you saying that we should also fight against this injustice?"

"Well, then I'd better go with you. After all, I can drive." Wang Fei rolled her eyes and resolutely chose to stay.

At this time, the scene of the barbecue stall also changed. The young owner who had been quietly grilling skewers just now picked up the kitchen knife directly from the chopping board.

"You can go to any department of the country to test the mutton I used. If it detects any trace of pork, I will cut off my own head without you having to tell me.

However, if you want to leave without paying any money today, haha... you can give it a try. "

Those who were stunned were afraid of being aggressive, and those who were aggressive were afraid of risking their lives. Therefore, when the owner of the barbecue stall showed his kitchen knife, the few young people who had the idea of ​​eating the Overlord meal immediately gave up, threw down two hundred-dollar bills, and ran away in a panic. .

"Um…"

After watching the entire conflict, Zhang Guorong picked up a piece of cucumber with chopsticks and threw it into his mouth, then chewed it slowly until it had no taste, and then he swallowed it.

"Sun Hao, I know, being nice to some people blindly, or being tolerant to some people blindly, will not win their understanding of you.

Sometimes, it's better to be angry..."

"Haha..., that makes sense!"

Sun Hao picked up the draft beer cup again.

………

Wandering singers are divided into several types according to their level.

The top ones usually go to larger bars and work as resident singers in the bars. Not to mention the tips from the guests, they can earn several thousand yuan a month.

The lower ones usually sing near the bars, one is to exercise their business ability, and the other is to find opportunities. If there is a vacancy in the bar one day, maybe they can be called by the bar owner to take over.

The lower ones basically have no desires, singing in the underground passage, setting up stalls on the roadside, and showing their business ability at the night market.

Tonight, there is such a singer under the Xizhimen Interchange. She holds a guitar in her arms and a song list in her hand, asking people who drink here to order songs. Each song costs ten yuan, which is not too expensive.

But even so, her business is still very few. There is no way. People here are all low-income people. Ordering songs is still too luxurious for everyone.

However, just when the wandering female singer was losing interest, she suddenly saw a handsome young man waving at her.

"Hi, come here!"

"Oh..., OK!"

The young wandering singer was a little excited. After being hungry for a day, the business finally opened. However, when she saw the three people in front of her with the help of the dim street lights, she was shocked and wanted to speak, but she couldn't shout out nervously.

Sun Hao smiled and took out 100 yuan for her.

"Hello, can you lend me your guitar?"

"Oh..., OK, here!"

The young wandering singer was very excited and quickly handed over the guitar, but did not take the money from Sun Hao.

"Just take it if I tell you to. I can use your instrument for free."

Sun Hao said, stuffed the money into her pocket, and began to pluck the strings.

"Brother, let me sing you the lyrics of today's song first. It's just a drop in the ocean. Of course, if you think there's a better song for it, you can compose it yourself."