Chapter 469: : Underground singer

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Hua Sheng was stunned and his mouth could not be closed. I might not have imagined it. This scene was too shocking. There were at least four or five hundred people on the scene, all young people.
"Ebola is one of my favorite male rock singers. He is super talented. His performance time is not fixed. I went shopping all over the country. I also learned today that he came to Jiangcheng and only had such a night's concert. It’s all iron powder, A Sheng, tonight, just join me and be a rebellious rock girl. You may find that there will be an inevitable experience."
These words were said by Hua Xi in Huasheng's ear, and Huasheng raised his mouth slightly.
It turns out that people like Feng Xi are also chasing stars. They are also singers who play underground rock, and they do have a personality.
The wind dragged Hua Sheng all the way to the front, and Hua Sheng could only see clearly what the singer looked like.
This is a band, but other people are not famous, as long as the lead singer is powerful, it is more famous in the underground rock circle.
There is also a group of rebellious girls who are crazy about him, and the stage name is also more interesting. Ebola, a very rare virus, has once erupted in Africa on a large scale and has a very high mortality rate.
It can be seen that this singer is also a wonderful flower...
All the songs he sings are composed and composed by himself, and the lyrics are extremely...how to say, a little bit violent.
But instead of revolving around that topic all the time, it is a bit enjoyable to take out many social phenomena that are usually hidden.
Hua Sheng does not chase the stars and is not interested in any singer, but she likes to accompany her if she likes it.
The two have been swaying along with the music, and finally the scene was sprinkled with beer rain, which was very fun.
Huasheng, who was almost insensitive to wine, made an exception tonight and drank two bottles of Budweiser with the wind.
Then the cheeks are red like apples, so cute.
At this moment, the singer finished the last song and walked off the stage.
He walked directly to the two of them. "It's been a long time, the wind is gone."
Hua Sheng stunned a little before he was shocked, Feng Xi knew this person?
"Yeah, long time no see, big star."
"Oh, you don't want to irritate me, any other star, I'm a sing-song, not a homeless man."
The man also looked like he was thirty years old, but unlike the rock singer, he didn't have long hair and beard, and no sense of decadence without trimming.
Instead, he has a clean face, bright eyes, and a pair of beautiful hands. When he just played the guitar, Hua Sheng noticed it.
"Your friend?" The man glanced at Huasheng.
"Well, my best friend."
The man nodded with Huasheng, probably because Huasheng was covered with heavy makeup, his eyes were like pandas, he drank again, and blushed, and he looked even more girlish.
Even this person thought that this was a minor, and did not talk to Hua Sheng too much.
It just seems to be a bit of a story between the wind and the wind.
"After a while, meet?" He glanced at the wind.
"Why? Want to make an appointment?" Feng Xi smiled after drinking a big sip of beer.
"Don't make trouble, you know I don't mean that, I just want to..."
"Ebola, are you satisfied with your life now?"
Feng Xi didn't give the man a chance to finish his speech, but interrupted directly.
The man was startled slightly, "It's okay."
"Well, but I am very satisfied with my current life." Feng Xi seemed to have something to say.
"Well...then you guys are having a good time, I'll go and greet my friends over there." Maybe I understood the meaning of the wind, and the man didn't say much, just turned around and suddenly remembered something.
Turned back to the wind and said, "My phone hasn't changed, I can call me when I have time."
Feng Xi didn't respond, and he didn't know whether he agreed or refused.
After the man left, Hua Sheng tilted his head and glanced at the wind with drunkenness, "You two have a story?"