Sometimes, Cheng Yiran wonders if he has really stepped into that place. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly go from one place to another, and after leaving, go straight back to the same place...... It always feels a little too unbelievable. So much so that he couldn't help but feel like he was dreaming.

Maybe it's just my spirit being pulled into that place?

Friday, the afternoon of a weekday, is the afternoon of a special day that people are most happy and most frequent in a year.

After leaving the club, Cheng Yiran strolled the streets of the city alone.

How do you wake up to the ability to continue using this guitar?

What is the tune in your heart...... Referring to the love of rock and roll?

However, he doesn't feel that his love for rock and roll has faded, he still hopes that more people will enjoy his music, and he asks himself that this aspect is no different from before.

Turning like this, turning the dusk, and turning to the time after dinner, Cheng Yiran still did not return to the place where Zhong Luochen lived.

But Zhong Luochen called him and asked him if something had happened. A tone of incarceration...... Maybe it's just a matter of wanting to know, just knowing.

So Cheng Yiran didn't know, if he knew that he couldn't use the guitar, how would he react?

I heard that this kind of noble son has to be more ruthless than ordinary people. Because they need to be ruthless in order to be able to go further in the world they are in.

Cheng Yiran didn't know when he would be able to wake up again...... Or he has not been able to awaken this ability - he himself is not sure, and I am afraid that he will not be able to ask Zhong Luochen to give him enough time.

Choose to hide it...... Probably everyone would have chosen this way, right?

After all, hiding it means that you can continue to enjoy the company's preferential treatment. The kind of treatment that is also a newcomer, but has the eyes of other newcomers, how can it not make people feel addicted?

"What the hell am I ...... What are you doing?"

Beep - !!

The roar of the speeding car horn woke him up, and he suddenly looked back at the way back, suddenly unclear what kind of road he was taking.

Not far away came the sound of singing, still in the same cheap stereo, and the sound came here, and it was already rustling, rustling.

Someone is singing.

There have always been a lot of street singers...... A variety of reasons. Cheng Yiran never looked down on these people who sang on the streets, because he himself was one of them.

They were always able to give him a wonderful intimacy - by the way, not so long ago, he seemed to be in no different situation from theirs.

He smiled suddenly, meaninglessly, maybe just instinct...... Suddenly, he didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky.

But although the sound quality of this song is not good, but listening to it, Cheng Yiran heard the ...... he was familiar with This, this is Hong Guan's voice.

He's here...... It's around here!

......

"Uncle, may I ask, do the people who set up stalls there often come?"

"Huh, you said that guy who plays the guitar and sings? Yes, I've been here a lot lately, this month. ”

The uncle, who was pushing a bicycle and selling a little candy man on the edge of the square, replied with a smile: "This guy sings very well...... Are you going to buy a candy man? Go back and play with the kids. ”

Cheng Yiran was stunned, picked a random candy man from the uncle's car, gave the money and walked away without saying anything.

His eyes never left the small stall selling chargers and mobile phone accessories not far away...... Hong Guan, who was playing and singing at the booth.

It wasn't that he touched me, but that I touched him.

It's been a long time, and the technology still hasn't improved...... Singing skills too.

No one cared, and the reward was even more pitiful...... Hardly, right?

You're singing, who's listening, who's listening, you're singing, you're not...... Have you given up yet?

But.

But...... Why are you still so happy?

sang "Blue Lotus".

Are you really ...... Is there no concern?

Unconsciously, Cheng Yiran had walked in front of Hong Guan, and Hong Guan naturally saw Cheng Yiran, his fingers that were strumming the strings slowly, slowly slowed down, and finally stopped at a certain half beat.

"Also, how can you ......" Hong Guan looked up in amazement.

"Can you talk?" Cheng Yiran sighed.

......

"You...... Have you eaten?"

Not in any high-end or convenient, or quiet place, but sitting on a small bench in the square behind Hong Guan's stall, Hong Guan seemed to be a little unable to speak, but he asked hard.

Cheng Yiran's eyes were spent, and the flower was the person in front of him...... This person who drifted north with him, sang together in Sanlitun in the capital, and sang together on the streets of Houhai Bar.

He lowered his head and pinched the stick of the little sugar man in his hand, turned it slowly, and said with a wry smile: "We, it turns out that we are already so strange." ”

Hong Guan scratched his head, then raised his head, not knowing how to answer the words.

"It's Li Zifeng. Cheng Yiran suddenly mentioned the name.

Hong Guan was stunned for a moment, and also mentioned the name: "Li Zifeng?"

Cheng Yiran pursed his lips, looked at Hong Guan and said softly: "He lied to me and to you, the agreement you signed is not what I meant." I've also seen a contract here, and it's not what you mean. But ......"

Cheng Yiran stopped at this point and laughed at himself, "But I believed it at the time...... I'm sorry. ”

Hong Guan was silent for a while, then patted Cheng Yiran on the shoulder, and suddenly said with a smile: "Ziyao should be born in half a month, she has been nagging why you don't come to see her, saying that if you get rich, you won't recognize people." Have some time to meet?"

"I'm sorry. But Cheng Yiran turned his face away, and his voice was a little hoarse, "I'm obvious, obviously I just need to call you, it's such a simple little action, but I ...... it."

He took a deep breath and sniffled, "But me, I'm thinking...... Am I supposed to be such a person?"

Hong Guan thought for a while and said: "In the past, when Xiaomeng was still there, you often made stupid mistakes, but now that several years have passed, you still make stupid ...... Actually, it hasn't changed, stupid donkey, I'm used to it. ”

Cheng Yiran turned his head and choked slightly, "Fuck your uncle." ”

Hong Guan said: "I can obviously call you, and it's obviously just a small action, but I do the same, do you think I'm also such a person?"

Cheng was stunned.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Cheng Yiran sighed and said, "Man." ”

Hong Guan nodded, and said helplessly: "Man." ”

Sit for a while.

Cheng Yiran said: "Have you thought of the child's name?"

Hong Guan shook his head. It was a little cold, and he rubbed his hands, "Your hands, it doesn't matter, right?"

Cheng Yiran looked at his finger and shook his head, "Broken finger, how can it be so fast." ”

Hong Guan said regretfully: "It seems that you can't play on Sunday, it's a pity." But your company shouldn't blame you, right?"

"Not for the time being, ...... in the future" Cheng Yiran shook his head and said: "In the future, it's hard to say." ”

"Is it because of the crash that it has a bad impact on your reputation?" asked Hong Guan tentatively.

"It's not about crashes. Cheng Yiran shook his head, "It's just that there are many, many things...... It's a lot more complicated, it's a lot more complicated than when we used to just crouch on the side of the street. ”

"That's right...... I really don't understand the things of these big companies. Hong Guan nodded and didn't ask any more, he believed that Cheng Yiran should be able to handle the problem by himself at this time.

Cheng Yiran stood up at this time and stretched his waist hard.

Hong Guan looked up and asked, "Are you going back?"

"It's not early, I'm sneaking out, I'm going back. Cheng Yiran nodded.

"Then be careful. Hong Guan smiled.

Cheng Yiran also turned around and left, and after only a few steps, he suddenly stopped, but didn't look back: "By the way, can you not sell power banks and sing at the same time, so it doesn't look professional at all, right?"

Hong Guan smiled and said to Cheng Yiran's back: "I want to make money for milk powder, right?"

Cheng Yiran didn't speak, just raised his hand, which was a rock and roll gesture...... Suddenly, he had something else in mind.

......

......

When he returned to the villa, Cheng Yiran saw Zhong Luochen cooking dinner for himself, a very simple steak with red wine.

"Do you eat alone?" Cheng Yiran said first.

"There's your share, but it's up to you to eat it before you get back. Zhong Luochen didn't look back, concentrating on frying the steak with tongs.

"You're welcome, I'm not hungry. Cheng Yiran shook his head, but suddenly said, "By the way, I will discuss something with you." ”

"Say it. Zhong Luochen turned the steak over and gently shook the pan with his palm.

"On Sunday night, let Hong Guan play in my place. ”

"Hong Guan?" Zhong Luochen's hand slowed down, and then quickly moved again, "Why...... Do you feel indebted to him, so you plan to make amends?"

"A little bit. Cheng Yiran said indifferently: "In addition, when he plays, give him this guitar to use." ”

Zhong Luochen turned his head in surprise, "Are you willing?"

Cheng Yiran said indifferently: "Didn't you say that Hong Guan can also use it? But I'm not sure how big the scope is when he uses it." I want to know that too...... Since I can't move my hand for the time being, let's do a test. As long as you don't reveal it to Hong Guan, you know about the guitar...... And it's been me playing all along, and other people have been affected, so I want to see what happens to me if someone else plays...... Do you have any questions?"

"Nope. Zhong Luochen shook his head, "No." It's a good idea, it's better for us to dig out the guitar's secrets ourselves than to go to the boss and take advantage of him. ”

Cheng Yiran shrugged his shoulders and went upstairs easily in front of Zhong Luochen...... He needed to be relaxed and calm in front of this man before he could avoid the other man's keen touch.

What's the tune in my mind...... Hong Guan, can you tell me?

And I'm ...... This is the only thing that can be done for you.

I know that you have never given up, you have never left.

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PS1: Thank you to the 'B.R--love' friend for yesterday's boss and helmsman.

PS2: Feeling uncomfortable looking without PS2...... So, in the next chapter, before twelve o'clock (far away)