Chapter 310: Don't float your heart!

Zheng Mingming is a money lover, all of a sudden he jumps to the bed and starts counting: "Five, ten, fifty ... one hundred thirty-five !!!!"
Chen Guodong also froze. He did not expect that in one night, if he sang a dozen songs, he would earn two or three months' salary.
Suno said calmly: "You have to learn to drive the atmosphere of the audience. It is best to let everyone sing more songs. The cost of the song is another cost."
Zheng Mingming was dumbfounded, holding his finger and calculating: "Five dollars for a song, we can get two for five. Sing twenty more songs a night, and another fifty dollars properly."
"That's right." Suno slaps and said, "If the audience likes you, the reward will be given to you. In addition, if you talk to the manager, the drinks or fruit trays ordered by the guests can be paid extra. And flowers, gifts, etc., we all make money. "
After listening for a long time, Chen Guodong frowned: "Then how much income do we have in one night?"
"Today is the least." Sunuo raised his eyebrows and said, "We make money by our ability. How much we can make depends on the typhoon and popularity."
Chen Guodong and Zheng Mingming took a breath at the same time, they didn't dare to think too much, they thought they were dreaming.
"It's not early, everyone will go to bed early. I will wake up naturally tomorrow and want to go out and find me a guide, but I still have to come back on time. It will not affect the evening performance."
Having said that, Sunow collected the money and went to wash it.
When Su Nuo came back to lie down, Zheng Mingming knocked on her bedside: "Xiao Nuo, are we still going back to the New Year?"
"You want to stay?" Su Nuo laughed, and Zheng Mingming's eyes could be seen shining in the darkness.
"Um." Zheng Mingming nodded. "Singing seems to make more money than opening a small supermarket."
"Different meanings." Su Nuo smiled: "Small supermarkets open into big supermarkets, and then make chains, you are an entrepreneur. From bar sing to music stage, to film and television song Sanxi, you are a star. Making money depends on which path you want to take. "
"Oh." Zheng Mingming's voice weakened, as if holding the quilt to himself.
"Clearly." Sunuo called her again: "Don't float your heart! Your way is still long. But if you want to be red, I will try to pack you up and let you go to the real stage."
Su Nuo also likes Zheng Mingming's glittering look on the stage.
Some people seem to be born for the stage. Even if she is not professionally trained, even if she is not so amazing, and even if she is not very good-looking, once you are on the stage, you have a fan.
"Let's talk until I graduate." Zheng Mingming whispered and buried his head in the quilt. "I still listen to you."
"Okay." Sunuo reached out, fumbled to Zheng Mingming's hand, and shook her.
After a while, Zheng Mingming fell asleep. Occasionally I could hear her whispering "whispering" in a dream.
Su Nuo was also tired. When he was about to sleep, his cousin Min Yanchun called her softly.
"Huh?" Suno said with a nasal sound and closed his eyes.
"Can I do anything for you?" Min Yanchun whispered, "I seem to be in trouble for you. I can't do anything."
"You help us count the money." Su Nuo smiled softly: "In fact, my cousin you are here to be safe. And I really have something to arrange for you to do, you will be busy in a few days. "