Duan Liming went on stage, carefully checked the various connection lines, and the sound engineer under the stage made a gesture to start. Then one hand grasped the microphone, and the other hand raised his expensive electric guitar.

  He has been performing in this bar for some time, and many of the audience know him. He also has a bit of musical talent, and this time he chose a more passionate song, which quickly mobilized the atmosphere in the bar.

  Duan Liming strummed the guitar and sang loudly, people followed him to raise their hands, until he got off the stage, everyone applauded violently.

  Duan Liming walked up to the stage and saw Du Ming tuning that broken guitar with a bad sound.

  Duan Liming looked at him with a smug expression, "How about it? Kid? I think you'd better admit defeat, otherwise when you go on stage, no one will want to listen to your singing, how embarrassing."

  Du Ming glanced at Duan Liming faintly, ignored him, walked up to the stage in big strides, cleared his throat, and began to sing and play by himself.

  Other sound engineers and staff stood by under the indication of Duan Liming, not cooperating with Du Ming, but Du Ming didn't care about these, just playing a guitar and singing alone.

  When Du Ming walked onto the stage, the audience below had already let out waves of hisses to express their disdain for him.

  After all, Du Ming was wearing a casual outfit, with an old guitar on his back that looked like it had been through the wars. Without even a tuner to accompany him, he looked completely unprofessional in front of the audience. They thought that Duan Liming's band had finished their set and were taking a break, and that Du Ming was just some random person who had been let on stage to fill time. The crowd began to jeer in dissatisfaction.

  Du Ming also ignored these onlookers, letting them jeer and shout, but he just played his guitar and sang by himself.

  However, before he could sing a few more lines, the bar fell silent, people's faces looked shocked, no longer cheering, but quietly listening to Du Ming singing.

  Du Ming's voice has all the magnetism of a man, with a slight hoarseness and a few personal unique styles that are unyielding, combined with seemingly casual, seemingly slightly out-of-tune guitar sounds, but perfectly forming a unique tone, presenting an almost perfect effect.

  The audience was first stunned, completely unexpected that Du Ming had such musical strength, and then they were all immersed in it, quietly listening.

  Du Ming completely ignored the audience's reaction and just sang casually.

  Duan Liming was stunned, how is this possible? Du Ming looks like an unrefined person, how can he have such a high level of musical talent?

  Du Ming sang a song and then went down from the stage, waving his hands. The audience behind him shouted for an encore, but he didn't react at all, walking away amidst the shouting and thunderous applause of the crowd.

  Du Ming walked up to the stage and saw Duan Liming standing there. As Du Ming passed by him, he gave him a very disdainful look.

  Duan Liming stuttered: "How did you just do that? How can it have such a good effect? Sing, what song are you singing?"

  "Oh, just now," Du Ming said impatiently, glancing at him again, "Just sing casually, do you need to be serious when competing with you?" After finishing speaking, he walked away without looking back.

  Duan Liming was already completely stunned, didn't know what to say, and could only glare fiercely at Du Ming's back.

  "Ah, right," Du Ming walked past Duan Liming and then remembered something, took two steps back, "Our agreement is settled now, you should have seen the result already. As for you, just keep a distance from Bai Mei Gui in the future, Mr. Duan."

  He finished speaking and strode swiftly backstage, casually throwing his guitar to the ground and leaving the stage.

  Du Ming returned to the wine table, where Bai Mei was sitting, smiling at him.

  "Du Ming, you're really something, always exceeding my expectations! I never thought that you'd be so good at music too!"

  "Hmph, you see, I still have to say it several times, I have a lot of skills that you don't know about, and you're not willing to discover."

  Bai Mei rose hummed and playfully hit Du Ming lightly, "Thanks a lot this time, it seems like I can count on you for help in the future, you're capable of doing anything."

  Du Ming also smiled, "Alright, whenever you need it, just come find me anytime, I can do more than you think."

  The next day, Du Ming went to work as usual and slept in the office during working hours.

  The result didn't fall asleep, and his mobile phone rang. Du Ming irritably picked it up to take a look, and the incoming call display was Lu Bingyun's.

  Du Ming picked up the phone, and Lu Bingyun's gentle voice came over, "Ming Ge, do you have time today? Come and keep me company for a date?"

  Du Ming said helplessly: "I'm a big star on the way to work, I'm just a small security guard, of course, I have to punch in and out on time."

  "Ah," Lu Bingyun said with some disappointment, "what about that weekend, Ming Ge? We agreed to maintain our exposure rate and need to schedule regular dates."

  "Alright, alright, I get it," Du Ming suddenly said with a sly smile. "Maintain exposure rate? Are you guys going to go all out and take some photos and videos at hotels and those kinds of places? I'd be happy to cooperate with that."

  "Hey, what are you talking about?!" Lü Bingyun said with a scowl. "You're such a rascal, Ming Ge!" As she spoke, she seemed to be slightly embarrassed, and her voice carried a hint of expectation, "We were just pretending, who needs to do these things for real?"

  "Hmm," Du Ming said with a smile, "who knows when we might need it? If the big star is willing, I'm available anytime."

  "Pfft!" Lu Bingyun pouted and hung up the phone.

  On Saturday morning, Du Ming and Lu Bingyun agreed to go out on a date together. Lu Bingyun gave Du Ming her home address, and he drove to her house to pick her up.

  Lu Bingyun lives a low-key life at home, probably because as a first-line star she is afraid of being followed by paparazzi.

  Soon the two met, Lu Bingyun was dressed up beautifully, seemingly already prepared to be photographed. Du Ming, on the other hand, casually wore a set of casual clothes, leaning lazily against the car with his hands in his pockets, waiting for her.

  Liu Bingyun said somewhat discontentedly, "Ming Ge, this is also a date, you're being too perfunctory with your outfit, aren't you? I'm a first-line star after all, can't you give me some face?"

  Du Ming spread his hands, "What's wrong, do we have to dress up just for a meeting? Don't worry," he suddenly smiled and leaned in close to Lu Bingyun, "I have my own personal charm no matter what I wear."

  Lu Bingyun's face slightly reddened, "Hmph, you rascal, all you know is to say this kind of thing! Alright! You drive quickly!"