Chapter 305: I am a broker

Zheng Mingming holding a grilled sausage, watching the guy holding the guitar on the stage of the small theater, blame Su Nuo with his elbow: "How, Is your new fellow handsome enough? "
Su Nuo was also confused when watching Chen Guodong playing and singing on the stage. She didn't expect that Chen Guodong was pretty good on the stage, especially with her lowered eyelids watching the guitar in her hand, she could see the fly.
"I stumbled on it and watched him sing here for a few days. I also asked people here and said that he would come almost as soon as the holiday came." Zheng Mingming finished and took another bite of grilled sausage.
"Is he short of money?" Suno was also surprised.
Su Nuo suggested that Zheng Mingming open a small supermarket, but wait until summer, Ming and junior high school graduation. Therefore, Chen Guodong's dad was still doing auto repairs in front of the school and still had no business.
Just to see my son often, so I rented a house and stayed up all day without business, so that Chen Guodong would still be short of money, and ran here to sing?
Zheng Mingming whispered immediately, "I heard that his mother was ill. But he divorced his father and refused to use his father's money. He just sang here, but it didn't seem to have much money."
This small theater is a grass-roots group, and young people sing and dance here, and it is the earliest group of people to catch up with pop music in the 1980s.
In Suno's memory, there are indeed a few famous singers who have gone out of KaraoK and Disco.
But she doesn't remember Chen Guodong as such a person, which means that Chen Guodong can't sing anything.
Looking at Chen Guodong's singing-like appearance, listening to the soft guitar sound and pure and clean singing voice, Su Nuo suddenly came up with an idea.
"Zheng Mingming, would you like to sing?" Su Nuo remembers Zheng Mingming's voice is also very good. She also particularly likes to imitate Andy Lau to sing, which is 80% imagined.
"Ah? Sing with him?" Zheng Mingming pouted, "Rejected. He is much thinner than my waist, and I went up and stood fat."
"Sing each one." Sunuo glanced at Chen Guodong on the stage again, and said, "How about I pack you two and then be your agent?"
"What is a broker? Did you follow the celebrity and help carry the luggage?" Zheng Mingming finished eating the sausages and asked with a small bamboo stick.
"That's the assistant. I'm responsible for arranging announcements for you, contract contracts, crisis public relations, in short, to help you make money." Sunuo explained briefly.
At this time, Chen Guodong was about to finish singing, and he stood up and bowed to the sparse people on the stage, then held the guitar down.
Sunuo Yila Zheng Mingming: "Follow me and hurry up with him."
"Just wait here, and he'll come over from here in a while." Zheng Mingming stood still, it seems that these days, Chen Guodong's movements have been clearly understood.
Sure enough, after waiting less than ten minutes, Chen Guodong carrying the piano case and pushing out a worn out old-fashioned bicycle.
Chen Guodong obviously knew that Zheng Mingming would be here. His eyes were deliberately not to look at it, and he had to ride away.
Suno called quickly: "Same table."
All of a sudden Chen Guodong's feet stepped on the pedals, his body crooked, and he was able to support the ground with his feet.
"At the same table, I have something to tell you." Suno immediately ran over and said immediately: "I'll be your agent, let's go out and get a ticket while we are a year ago."