Lianglang: "Oh, Dad, I'm singing at the bar right now. ”

The president of the gate frowned: "How do you work in that kind of place, do you want to come back to help my father manage the company." ”

The pupils of the gate Yishu shrank, and the gate Kayoko directly shouted: "Dad!"

President Daimon: "Alright, don't be noisy. He waved his hand impatiently, his brow furrowed again, he had no patience for his eldest son.

After the meal, the Mori Kogoro family returned to the room, and Yoshiro Daimon also followed, and he didn't come back for more than two years, and the family became stranger, not even as familiar as the Mori family he had just met.

Lianglang felt bad with this feeling, and the attitude of his eldest brother and sister-in-law towards him disappointed him. Dad kept keeping him, which made him embarrassed, because he knew that as long as he promised his father, he would definitely be forced to manage the company according to his father's wishes, and then he would become an unscrupulous businessman.

In the end, it was most comfortable to be with the Maori family.

He held the guitar and performed for the night and others, and although the night didn't quite understand what he was trying to say, he had a good sense of rhythm and was full of energy.

After Lianglang finished talking, he smiled awkwardly: "It's not good, don't be surprised." ”

Xiaolan was the first to applaud and praised: "You played so well, Mr. Lianglang, you are too modest." ”

Maori Kogoro didn't know how to pretend to understand: "That's it, it's too good." "I want to comment on it specifically, but I feel that I can't say anything, which is a little embarrassing. "Ah, by the way, Mr. Lianglang, you said that you have been abroad for several years, where are you exactly?"

Liang Lang didn't feel that this was a secret, and said directly: "I'm singing in Italy, where a bar is located, although the income is not much, but I feel that I have a very fulfilling life." ”

Stuffed a piece of diced beef in his mouth at night, and glanced at Lianglang, this guy also has a dream of music.

There are many people who pursue their musical dreams, but few succeed.

But the success must be the person with the dream, and the night feels that the dream of others should not be stifled. As the old saying goes, if you don't have a dream, what's the difference between it and salted fish.

Night put all the diced meat in his hand into his mouth, walked to Lianglang, and in Lianglang's surprised eyes, took the guitar, put it in his hand, and stroked it twice at will.

Xiaolan saw that Ye snatched the guitar without the consent of the owner, and was afraid that something would happen to the night, so she hurriedly asked Ye to change the guitar back.

There were many children who were curious about how these lines made beautiful and moving tunes, and in his opinion, children like Ye should be curious.

But soon he was a little stunned, this relaxing rhythm of music... It's not a kid playing, it's like an old guitarist who has been immersed in it for decades. This... It was incredible, he couldn't believe his eyes.

The sound of the guitar is very slow, very slow, and the night seems to fluctuate unintentionally, but it is so long and long. But soon, the music sped up, and the music that was originally relaxing suddenly became tense, and the rhythm became faster and faster, and the layman with a face who didn't understand music, Maori Kogoro was also tense and sat up straight.

Maori Kogoro complained, "What is this little ghost playing that makes me so uncomfortable." ”

Liang Lang quickly covered his mouth to prevent him from making a sound, and listened intently to the music played on the guitar at night.

After a brief period of tension, the song returns to its original rhythm, but when you listen closely, there are other ineffable things in it, which seem to be joy or sorrow.

“On a dark desert highay，cool ind in my hair。 ”

Suddenly, a sentence of English came out of the mouth of the night, and the startled Maori Kogoro and Xiaolan were at a loss, and they never knew that this guy had this skill. The voice is still child's innocence and tenderness, but the tone is full of vicissitudes, making people doubt their ears.

I felt the night go into a state and continued to sing. It's all in English, and the voice is still the voice of a child's child, but the context is completely a person who has experienced vicissitudes.

Conan and Yoshiro can basically understand it, Xiaolan only listens to a rough idea, sometimes he sings fast at night, and he can't understand the whole sentence at all, as for Maori Kogoro, he doesn't understand a word, but the rhythm of this tune is quite attached to his appetite. This also made Maori Kogoro look at the night differently, and he didn't see that he usually only added to the chaos, and he even sang fluent English songs.

In a few minutes, the song ends. Yoshiro had been immersed in this music, and Maori Kogoro was the first to speak, asking Xiaolan, "What does this mean?"

Xiao Lan Xihe: "Actually, I didn't hear it clearly, I only heard a rough idea, it seems that there is a mention of drug use, and there is something that can never leave." ”

Conan: "I guess the story of Night Singing is set in the context of a group of people who are willing to quit drugs, and under the guidance of a woman, they go to a place called Hotel California to get rid of drugs. "I don't know if Conan has succeeded, but what touches Conan is the sentence, They stab it ith their steely knives, But they just can't kill the beast. It means that they stab with steel knives, but they can't kill the demons in their hearts.

Maori Kogoro pouted, what does this little ghost know?

Lianglang seems to be anesthetized by drugs, and he has not been awake until now, and he has been intoxicated. It wasn't until the night general said that the guitar was put back in his hand that he came back to his senses. Then he looked at the night with adoring eyes, and the night at this moment was the supreme teacher in his eyes.

"Can you teach me? Please!" knelt on the ground and bowed to the night.

The night was stunned. I just like it and sing it, who will teach it? I didn't even think about it, I just refused.

"I'm an unlucky kid, teach you to be dead, I'm good at teaching you music?" Ye still knows how many pounds and taels he has, "You can take away the song, this song is just me。。。。。 I came up with it by accident. "My face is not red at night, my heart is not beating, and I don't feel the slightest discomfort from plagiarism.

“。。。。 ”

No matter what Lianglang said, he didn't let go of his mouth at night, and finally went straight into the quilt and pretended to be dead, ignoring Lianglang.

In fact, the reason why Ye sings this song is because he feels that the person in the song is very similar to himself. Detoxification (stopping mercenary missions) is very painful, for the night when I have been doing this work, the first few months of not doing it are really not people's days, every day I feel that something is missing, and life is incomplete.

Until that day, the girl led him to heaven and put shackles on his restless heart. It was from that moment that the night completely changed.