Chapter Eighty-Three: The Youth of an Old Man

"Lao Gao, Lao Xu, you two are finally here!"

There were six or seven people sitting at the big round table, except for the band members Lao Jiang and Lao Tian, the rest were also acquaintances of Gao Ge, some of them are now the bosses of the company, and some are engaged in creation behind the scenes, all of them are old acquaintances.

"Yaya, this is your Uncle Jiang and Uncle Tian. Gao Ge pulled her daughter's little finger and pointed to her old friend to help her recognize people.

"Uncle Jiang is good. ”

"Hello Uncle Tian. ”

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"Yaya is so beautiful now!"

"That's good!"

Lao Tian looked at Gao Ge's daughter, and his face was envious that could not be concealed.

The drummer Lao Tian's name is Tian Zhuang, and he took this name because Tian's mother gave birth to him for less than a month, and he was also very thin, so I hope he grows up healthy and healthy, and it is best to grow strong.

When I grew up, I didn't achieve my wish to be 'strong', but I didn't get sick much, and I grew up healthy.

Don't look at his thin body, but standing on the stage and playing the drums is the most passionate one, which forms a strong contrast with his private personality.

There are no big regrets in this life, and the only regret is probably the three sons in his family.

When his wife was pregnant with her second child, he hoped to have a daughter, but this wish has not been realized until now.

Thinking of the three stinky boys who are making trouble all day long, and then looking at the well-behaved and lovely daughters in other people's families, Tian Zhuang felt a burst of envy in his heart.

In fact, it's not just him, everyone here who is married and has children has only stinky boys at home, and there are no little padded jackets, do you think it's strange?

"Come on, come on, sit down and eat. ”

Jiang He, the keyboardist of the band, beckoned everyone, he called the waiter to bring three more chairs, and Gao Ge and the others sat down on the seats.

Seeing that the little girl was still a little restrained in front of so many strangers, Jiang He showed a smile that he thought was kind and said, "Yaya, you can eat whatever you like, you don't need to help your uncle save money!"

Jiang He was very good when he was young, but he was a little fierce, but fortunately, his weight has increased in the past two years, and his face is much wider than before, and he looks more benevolent, otherwise this smile will definitely scare the crying children.

The old man at the dinner table chatted while eating.

"Why did you get together today?" After taking a bite of food, Xu Hongfei took the lead in asking, and while speaking, he also looked at the two guitar cases, African drums and other musical instruments in the corner of the box.

"You still eat with this?"

"Hey, when I didn't come back, I happened to go to Lao Zhang's recording studio, and I saw a few young people recording songs, it was still a band, and I played with a musical instrument for a while, and I had to return it to Lao Zhang later. ”

Jiang He said, a satisfied smile on his face.

For him, being a business boss is temporary, but engaging in music is a lifetime.

Although they have been away from the music industry for a long time, in fact, they will find someone to form a band to play music in private, and even go to the bar to sing when they are interested.

Jiang He found a few music-loving friends from his social circle and life circle, formed a band together, and was a resident singer in a friend's bar for a week last month.

When people reach middle age, in addition to family and career troubles, they still need to cultivate their hobbies, otherwise it is easy to fall into troubles and cannot extricate themselves.

Music is the best antidote for Jiang He.

Saying that, his addiction to smoking came up again, and after subconsciously grabbing the cigarette and lighter on the table, Jiang He saw his niece who was eating in front of him, and immediately put it down.

"By the way, Lao Gao, you've been quite famous lately!"

Just now he was chatting about other topics, and Lao Tian on the side suddenly spoke.

"Is there one?"

Gao Ge asked rhetorically, this is really not his pretended reaction, but his slow response to new things on the Internet.

To be precise, it can't be called very slow, but it hardly pays much attention.

There are more than 100,000 followers in his celebrity super talk, but they are all scattered all over the country, and the fame on the Internet has almost no impact on Gao Ge's real life, and even the wave of popularity of the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala has gradually dissipated with time.

This is probably the shortcoming of the era of the information explosion, no matter how hot the content, interesting news, and how high the popularity, it will be left behind by netizens the next day, because there is another batch of content on the hot search list.

"Why not, I'm also good at Weibo!"

As he spoke, Lao Tian took out his mobile phone and clicked on Weibo.

"Just before you came, I was still watching the hot search on Weibo, so you don't say what you are doing at Tsinghua University, we also know, you can take a look. ”

As he spoke, Tian Zhuang clicked on a hot search and handed the phone to Gao Ge.

The clip in the video is Gao Ge's previous performance at the Tsinghua University Campus Singer Competition.

This Weibo also wrote such a paragraph 'Video source cr. Gao Ge station', it is obvious that the photographer of this video is Gao Ge's station sister.

Xu Hongfei on the side also came over to take a look, and found that the camera was singing straight up, and there was no figure of himself in it, and his mood was inevitably a little 'unhappy'.

It has nothing to do with anything else, it may be a little naΓ―ve to say it, but in fact, it is just out of the self-esteem of men who are comparing all the time.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors.

The men at the wine table drank and began to sing with their guitars in their hands.

The reddish face after the smell of wine was full of excitement, and the reunion of old friends after so many years looked extremely excited.

Youth may be academic, love, and friendship for most people, but for this group of old men, the premise of these love and friendship is music.

Their memories of youth are all linked together by music.

Without music, there would be no group of old friends in front of me, and without music, there would be no girl in youth.

Music has accompanied their youth for too long, and even now they still play the guitar and reminisce about their youth.

It's all about music, improvisational accompaniment, harmony, singing, none of which is bad, and the wine table quickly becomes a music scene, everyone is willing to grab the guitar for a while, and everyone who plays other instruments also cooperates very tacitly.

"Lao Gao, you can also have a song!"

"Yes, don't patronize and eat, put down the chopsticks and have one!"

Old friends can't hide from the coaxing.

Gao Ge took the guitar and thought for a long time, "What's the song?"

"I guess you're tired of listening to old songs, so play a new song of mine. ”

If "Flying to the Other Side of the City" is more resonant with contemporary college students and young people, then his next song is completely the youth memory of their generation.

The cheerful and unrestrained sound of the flamenco guitar sounded, as if the heart had a heart, and the Lao Tian African drum on the side followed.

There is no rehearsal, no notice, just a tacit understanding between each other.

"Beauty, so beautiful that people love it

I don't know where you're from

You exist for us

I ask you not to leave ......"