DAEYTT Chapter 002: He Doesn't Deserve You
Those who come here to spend are all high-income individuals from Shanghai, otherwise, they wouldn't be able to afford drinks that cost over a hundred yuan each.
Seeing someone going on stage to sing so early today, some rowdy customers started clapping and cheering.
"Handsome guy, sing us a song!" someone shouted at Wang Qian.
Wang Qian turned back and smiled at the girl who called him handsome, then he walked up to the stage, sat in front of the microphone, and picked up the guitar that was prepared on stage. He sat calmly under the spotlight, facing dozens of customers below and Li Qingyao, who was staring at him from a corner not far away.
Ding ding ding...
Wang Qian lightly strummed the guitar strings, familiarizing himself with the instrument, and then he spoke softly into the microphone, "Today is a major turning point in my life. I want to sing a song for myself, for my past lover, and for everyone present. This song was written by me during my idle time. If you don't like it, please bear with me."
Applause erupted.
Sitting in the corner, Li Qingyao watched this scene with a somewhat dazed look.
She felt as if she had gone back eight years, seeing the confident and extraordinary Wang Qian.
Back then, Wang Qian was talented, sharp, and brimming with confidence.
She thought that Wang Qian would achieve great success in the entertainment industry in the future and that they would be the most successful couple in the industry, supporting and accomplishing each other.
However, she didn't expect Wang Qian to choose not to debut!
She was disappointed, then she focused on her work and slowly forgot about this relationship, achieving great success on her own!
Looking back now.
That person was still in the same place, the light on him had disappeared, and he had become ordinary and plain.
So, she listened to her agent's suggestion.
Divorce!
End it!
And now, as she looked at Wang Qian on stage, it was as if she saw the him deep in her heart.
"This song is called, 'The You of the Past!'" Wang Qian said softly, then began to strum the guitar strings, and his clear, serene voice filled the bar.
"I once dreamed of wielding a sword and traveling the world."
"To see the world's splendor."
"A youthful heart is always somewhat reckless..."
"Now you roam the world!"
Just the first four lines of the lyrics, sung by Wang Qian, brought a silence over the music bar.
Wang Qian's singing was as light as tea, like a breeze blowing by.
Yet, it went straight to their hearts!
The more they savored it, the more meaningful it became.
Who hasn't had dreams before?
Who hasn't been reckless in their youth?
Now...
Who isn't wandering around the world?
A few emotional men couldn't help but have their eyes well up with tears. It was obvious they were white-collar workers who had come from other places to struggle in Shanghai. Although they were considered successful, they were exhausted physically and mentally, and they still didn't have a home here.
Wang Qian's gentle singing continued like a breeze.
"The girl who once made you heartbroken."
"Now has quietly disappeared."
"Love always makes you yearn and feel troubled."
"Once left you covered in scars."
"Dilililidilililidenda..."
...
"Walking on the road of perseverance..."
"Dilililidilililidenda..."
...
"There are both sadness and excitement."
"Every time when you feel down."
"Just look at the sea alone."
"Always think of friends walking on the road beside you."
"How many are healing their wounds..."
Wang Qian sang softly, his eyes also somewhat distant.
This song was one of his favorites in his past life.
The kind of serene understanding of the world and the insight into life were thorough and clear.
More and more people in the bar were wiping away tears.
Li Qingyao, sitting in the corner, also had tears welling up in her eyes as she recalled her struggles over the years and the wonderful times she had with Wang Qian. But she forced herself to suppress her emotions and didn't let her tears fall.
Liu Lihua quietly walked in and placed the documents on the table, noticing the empty seat where Wang Qian usually sat. She frowned and asked, "Where's Wang Qian? Did he leave?"
Li Qingyao shook her head, her gaze still fixed on the stage. "He's right there."
Liu Lihua looked surprised at Wang Qian on the stage. "Is he singing?"
Li Qingyao nodded, then looked at Liu Lihua, her voice trembling slightly as she said, "Sister Liu, can I not divorce?"
Liu Lihua was stunned!
On the stage, Wang Qian's singing was still clear and serene.
"Awakening from last night's drunkenness."
"Every time I feel sad."
"I just look at the sea alone."
"I always think of friends walking beside me on the road."
"How many are waking up."
"Let's finish this glass of wine."
"A good man's heart is like the ocean."
"Experiencing all the vicissitudes of life."
"This smile is warm and pure..."
Wang Qian's singing gradually faded away, like a gentle breeze, subtle but not instantly gone, flowing in the heart like a trickle.
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap...
Warm applause rang out.
A middle-aged man wiped his tears and stood up, shouting, "Waiter, give this gentleman a hundred roses."
One rose cost two hundred yuan, so a hundred roses would be twenty thousand yuan!
These were props that guests gave to the resident singers as tips, and the bar usually gave all of them to the singers who performed.
But Wang Qian wasn't a singer here and didn't want to earn this money, so he spoke up, "Brother, I appreciate the sentiment, but you don't need to give me roses. Please don't spend unnecessarily."
The middle-aged man insisted, "Brother, I haven't heard such heartfelt singing in years, I must show my appreciation. Can you sing another song?"
A hundred roses had already piled up below the stage.
Amidst the applause, many others joined in, chanting for another song.
"Another song!"
"Another one..."
...
Liu Lihua frowned as she watched Wang Qian on stage, surprised, she said to Li Qingyao, "His singing seems quite good, not inferior to professional singers. Is this song his original? Can we buy the copyright to this song?"
Li Qingyao repeated her question earnestly, "Sister Liu, can I not divorce?"
Liu Lihua sighed, "Yao Yao, you are currently at the pinnacle of your career. What comes next is crucial; there can be no mistakes. Especially, your perfect innocent image must not be threatened in the slightest, not even a hint of potential threat. And, Wang Qian, he's not worthy of you!"
Liu Lihua continued earnestly, "He's not worthy of you; he's just an ordinary person, owning only two hotpot restaurants, earning less than a million yuan annually, not even enough for your yearly cosmetics expenses! You, Li Qingyao, the idol, having released three best-selling albums, you must shed this burden to move forward. I've already drafted a new agreement. Once he signs it later, this matter will be over."
"The company will plan another round of publicity for you next. We'll select the most suitable lead role from the three major productions we've received, and we'll also choose a top-tier variety show for you to be a mentor on, elevating your status. By then, you'll be a true superstar!"
Li Qingyao was convinced by the future painted by Liu Lihua. To show determination, she first wrote her name on the divorce agreement and pressed her thumbprint.
Phew!
Li Qingyao breathed a sigh of relief, but her gaze still flickered towards the stage, with a lingering sense of unease.
There, Wang Qian didn't come down but continued to sit there, saying, "Since everyone likes my singing so much, I'll sing one more. This is also a piece I wrote when I was bored. I hope you all won't mind."
Clap, clap, clap, clap...
The applause grew even more lively.
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