Chapter 1: A Dream of Yellow Sorghum
In a five-star hotel box
A group of formally dressed men and women are touting each other by pushing glasses and changing lamps.
"Mr. Gu, please bother with that matter. After the deed, I have a lot of thanks. โ
"Mr. Gu, forget it, call Brother Jun, be kind. I would like to toast you again, to our brotherhood. โ
It's still that person, but this ability to fight snakes with sticks is amazing.
Today's protagonist is called Gu Jun, and whether it is a toast or flattery, it revolves around him.
A girl who had been hinted at stood up and came to Gu Jun with a wine glass in her hands.
looked at Gu Jun shyly, and said nervously: "Brother Jun, please take care of it in the future." I did it, you feel free. โ
The girl with her eyes closed tilted her neck and drank the red wine from her glass.
This short moment allowed Gu Jun to see her pink neck clearly.
This is a very young and shy girl, judging by Gu Jun's eyes, this is a girl with a lot of stories and may have had accidents.
After all, Gu Jun, who has six Chinese New Year's Eve today, has been in society for at least ten years.
Naturally, I understood that the arrival of this girl had a special significance.
But he was not interested in the slightest, as a VVip member of the major health clubs in the imperial capital, he was very familiar with this kind of person.
What's more, the smell of all kinds of pickled and inferior cosmetics emanating from her body completely crushed her contrived performance.
I don't know when the first love style and student style arose, and the original bewitching sluts transformed into homeopathy...
It's also a good idea to keep up with the trend...
Maybe this is an interesting soul of 200 catties, a good-looking body of 5,000 and a night.
"You can sing, right?"
"Ahh
That's the mastermind of today's game, and his soul shouldn't be very interesting, but it's also two hundred pounds.
What's the name Hong, it's a trick anyway, let's call it Fat Hong.
Fat Hong, who had a dog-like smile on his face, stepped forward and hugged Gu Jun's shoulders affectionately: "Hey, my brother is here, we are a good girl." โ
After a pause, Fat Hong smiled, leaned into Gu Jun's ear, and whispered: "Our An An likes to watch Korean dramas and Japanese dramas the most. Brother will give me some advice tonight?"
It's just that I didn't hear the hints in Fat Hong's words... No, it's explicit.
Gu Jun, who was leaning on the seat, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, and said calmly: "I want to listen to Wu Bai, [sudden self]. โ
"Brother Jun is really a literary and artistic youth, and his appreciation level is high. Fat Hong, who was patting his ass with a thumbs up, turned around and reprimanded: "What are you doing standing stupidly, hurry up and order a song." โ
Gu Jun was not complacent because of Fat Hong's praise.
This is not a fairy tale world, the adult world is only deceitful and playful.
Gu Jun looks down on Fat Hong.
He still looks down on himself, and today he can show his rebelliousness and superiority in front of Fat Hong.
But in other time periods, he has also played the role of fat macro.
He knew that in the eyes of outsiders, he Gu Jun and Fat Hong were actually symbols with the same attributes.
It's like a lie, there is no difference at all.
Even a white lie is nothing more than a hypnotic way to put one's mind at ease.
Just like Wang Xing's Weibo post when Meituan went public: Good chess players usually know that they are pawns in a bigger chess game.
Although we don't want to, most of the time we still live like what we hate the most.
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The room resounded with guitar accompaniment and Wu Bai's instantly recognizable voice.
I heard you say, the morning sun rises and sets;
The weather is unpredictable, and the road is full of footsteps;
I'm used to your sudden self;
Swaying and sprinkling, you will see through nature;
Then don't stay, there will be no more time after the time passes......
...... From the moment the prelude sounded, Gu Jun, who was resting on the table, panicked.
I suddenly wanted to cry, too.
Because he remembered his long-gone youth and the hardships of his current business...
"Gu Jun, pretend to be a Nima calf, hurry up and drink for Lao Tzu. โ
"What about you raising fish?
"you kid, didn't you say that you want to borrow wine to kill your sorrows, come on, come on, I can't kill you by drinking today, the third brother has your surname. โ
"Don't be frustrated, isn't it just a confession failure, what's the big deal. We don't have anything else in Hengdian, but the pretty girl does. โ
"Yes, yes, Sister Rong, you look at Gu Jun's current bear-like appearance. Why don't you warm his lonely heart tonight? โ
"Lao Wang, you can't spit out ivory from your dog's mouth. The girl is still a yellow flower girl. Roll on, the girl is going to sing to relieve her loneliness. โ
'It's noisy, it's so irritable. Let no one sleep!! 'This is the only thought in Gu Jun's heart.
What else is there to raise fish? Confession failure? Borrowing wine to kill sorrows? Hengdian? Warm the lonely heart?
What kind of people are these, they don't speak human language.
Lao Tzu is soaked in a wine vat, and he usually drinks a bottle of white from him, or three bottles of red, and he is also a tough man.
If you put a founding president in front of you again, it will not stop until dawn.
Gu Jun is not a vulgar man, so naturally he will not think about her because of Jianguo's good looks, he just doesn't want to embarrass the straight man of steel.
Gu Jun, who wanted to get up and scold them, only felt that his brain was about to explode.
A posture that will fall apart with a slight flicker.
Gu Jun, who had a splitting headache, had to forgive them temporarily.
"Pretend to be a Nima calf, if you don't get up, I'll drag your pants and pull it." โ
"Big brother, your fish pond is full, hurry up and drink. โ
Being disturbed again and again, even a man can't bear it.
I think Gu Jun back then had a white wine bowl in his left hand and a red wine glass in his right hand, and drank from Nantianmen to Penglai East Road.
It was a drink and a drink, and without blinking an eye, drinking back and forth for three days and three nights, and a dead ghost lay on the ground.
Question, is there anyone who can stand up? Not even a single one dares to breathe.
'Snap' slapped the table, and Gu Jun, who staggered and raised his head, squinted slightly.
Pull out a piece of tissue paper from the tissue box on the table and roll it directly onto the chopsticks.
Stick it directly into the glass full of beer in front of you, put your hands together, and shake it again and again.
"Lao Tzu is wrong, okay?"
It is clear that this is the standard posture of surrender with a white flag.
Gu Jun, who was lying on the table again, did not close his eyes and continued to rest, and he blinked his eyes suspiciously as the reflex arc circled the earth.
The mouth is slightly open, there is no air out and no air in, and it looks like a hell.
Gu Jun, who stood up, pressed the table and looked at a group of extremely unfamiliar faces opposite, and shouted, "Damn, who are you!"
"Where is this? How did I get here? What about my secretary?"
Zhao Jun, who threw the soul triple blow, looked at the environment in front of him.
Beer, lamb skewers, flower and hair all-in-one, grilled oysters, grilled mabu fish, mixed vegetables and grilled fire.
Indeed, there are many types of barbecue, and it is also delicious.
But Gu Jun just had a semi-formal banquet, and Fat Hong and him didn't even have a relationship with fox friends and dogs, let alone familiar enough to eat barbecue together.
It's not just the food, the most important thing is that Gu Jun doesn't know the group of people in front of him at all.
Looking around, it was completely different from the previous star hotel box.
It's not just a small restaurant, but they sit at a small table on the side of the road.
A man with a scruffy beard who should be in his thirties spoke up: "Secretary, Gu Jun, you kid has drunk too much urine, right? I'm your third brother Zhao." โ
The voice is a little familiar, it should be what he said, 'Don't drink you to death, Lao Tzu has your surname'.
Zhao is the surname, and the third brother is also a very common title. However, there is no Third Brother Zhao in Gu Jun's circle of friends at all.
"Where am I, what am I doing here, am I still myself?" Gu Jun asked again in confusion.
Its shock level is no less than the cosmic-level peerless 'boom'.
Third Brother Zhao, who didn't know the specific name, tried Gu Jun's forehead, and said softly: "It's not hot, but I really drank too much?"
"Gu Jun, what nonsense are you talking about, you forgot that you failed to confess this afternoon, so we came here to accompany you to borrow wine to kill your sorrows. Women are terrible, and thankfully I don't have a girlfriend. A buddy who didn't know his name but looked a little indescribable spoke.
"Get out, no one can look down on you" Third Brother Zhao slapped his brother in the face, then pointed to the road and said to Gu Jun: "Xiaojun, there is no shame in failing to confess." A man can't hang himself from a tree, or you should consider Xiaorong. โ
Following the third brother's finger, Gu Jun saw that there were many people on the other side of the road enjoying the shade in the square.
One of the most conspicuous was a simple stage with a girl in denim ripped pants, big earrings, colorful dreadlocks, and a crop top.
With a guitar in his arms, he howled there.
Of course, this may be engaging in rock 'n' roll, but the strength does not allow it.
Maybe.. This should be the little appearance that Zhao Sange said, but just this dress is either too sister or non-mainstream.
Respect and stay away, respect and stay away.
Gu Jun, who didn't understand the situation at all, only thought that he had a very real dream.
'Smack', he gave himself a slap, and three seconds later, Gu Jun was very excited and silly: "Hehe." It doesn't hurt, I'm really dreaming. โ
"Yes, yes, you are dreaming, come on, come on, dry this glass, we are still good friends. โ
"Drink this one, and one more. โ
"After this one more drink, there are three more glasses. โ
Sure enough, it was a dream, I just fell asleep listening to Wu Bai's [sudden self], and I remembered my youth memories in Hengdian.
As a result, I dreamed of Hengdian in my dreams, and the words of Zhao Sange and Brother Yi are the lyrics of [Sudden Self].