He was a black man, with countless braids on his head, long and short hanging down, and at the moment, he was playing a worn-out acoustic guitar, standing in front of a standing microphone, and singing Lu Ming's original song. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The hoarse throat that makes people can't refuse, the deep affection that pierces the heart that makes people irresistible, the vicissitudes of life that makes people's hearts tremble, as long as you accidentally fall into his situation, you can't get out of the whole body, and before you know what he's talking about, tears will flow out unconsciously.........

The wandering singer's broken wooden guitar was still clanging, he was self-absorbed to the point of madness, his eyes narrowed slightly, his head shook slightly, and his whole body swayed,.........

There were a lot of people coming and going on the bridge, and there were also many people surrounding the wandering singer, and when the song was finished, many people took out money to give the wandering singer.

The young wandering singer sang one song, followed by a second one, each singing his own taste, and he was a powerful singer.

Chen San listened to the singing of the wandering singer, and did not leave for a while, but listened to it on the side, until he heard the wandering singer packing up his things and preparing to leave at night.

At this time, Chen San walked up and took out a hundred yuan Huaxia coin and put it in a bag in front of the wandering singer.

Seeing this, the wandering singer didn't expect the other party to be so generous, and immediately thanked: "Sir, thank you." ”

Chen San smiled bitterly and said to the young wandering singer: "You sing very well, now that so many TV stations are holding singing competitions and auditions, why don't you go to participate? With your strength, it shouldn't be difficult to get good results." ”

The black wandering singer laughed: "I just like to sing, I don't like to be so famous, as long as I can make a living and sing every day." ”

Chen Sandao: "Unrestrained, only do what you like, this kind of life is indeed desirable." ”

The wandering singer nodded with a smile, put down the things he was about to pack, and said, "Sir, I'll sing another song for you." ”

Chen San waved his hand and said, "No need, I've been listening here for so long, and I'm already very satisfied." Then Chen San said: "Okay, don't bother you, I hope we have a goodbye day." Then he turned and departed.

Looking at Chen San who was leaving, the black wandering singer shook his head, didn't take it to heart, packed up his things and left.

After listening to a few songs, I felt a lot better, at least I didn't get into the horns, and let myself find a way out, although I don't know how I sang it, I feel that Lu Ming's songs don't seem to be so difficult to sing by myself.

Seeing Chen San coming up empty-handed, the little girl asked, "Ah San, you sold out of fruit so quickly today?"

Xiaoya can't open which pot to mention, alas, she can't hide, and said helplessly: "The tricycle was confiscated by the city management, and I won't sell fruit in the future." ”

When the little girl heard this, she shouted: "What! The city management will pay for your car, why?"

Xiao Nan also asked anxiously: "How can the chengguan do this, do you want to be fined?"

It's good to be fined, Chen San said with a sad face: "If the car is confiscated, I will be fined 1,000 yuan, but fortunately I escaped quickly." ”

When the two sisters heard this, they were even more anxious than Chen San, "What should I do?"

Seeing that the two sisters were worried about themselves, Chen San thanked him from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, thank you for worrying about my affairs." ”

The little girl scolded: "I don't care if you live or die, the 5,000 yuan I invested for my sister has been wasted again." ”

Sure enough, Xiaoya didn't have such a good heart, Chen San said with a smile: "Don't worry, I've found another way to make money." ”

Xiaoya said angrily: "Find it again, I won't let my sister believe in you anymore and won't invest in you." ”

Xiao Nan also persuaded: "Ah San, the face is almost good, help me fish after a while, 5,000 a month, and there are 3-40,000 a year after deducting the fishing ban period, don't think about anything else, let's fish honestly." ”

"Yes, yes!" the little girl hurriedly said.

"No need to invest, I'll just dispose of the rest of the fruit," Chen San didn't explain it now, and when they came back with the money, they would be impressed with themselves.

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After disposing of the remaining fruits, Chen San went to Dahe Country to find a bar to be a singer, as for why he was not in Huaxia, because his ID card was Dahe Country, and the environment of Dahe Country was discriminated against everywhere in Huaxia, and it was impossible to get out here.

But the ideal is perfect, and the reality is that half a month has passed for the backbone, and no bar is willing to hire him.

Chen San thought that even if he died, he didn't want to rely on others to live, this is youth and persistence, and now it seems that bullshit doesn't make sense! Holding a dirty Coke bottle in his hand, his heart is empty, and he vows to be his own master, if he goes back like this, what does Xiaoya Xiaonan think of him, should the two little girls raise him?

No, it's not like that! He shook his head desperately, as if he wanted to throw this yellow thought out of his head completely, until he lost his strength, and sat down on the road in a decadent manner, curled up in a corner, was it bitter? What did he not experience? It was ridiculous that he was still trying to maintain his already broken self-esteem.

This is what the manager of 0 saw when he came out, a sloppy man was dying in the darkness next to the bar, what stopped him was the cool eyes that opened, and then asked him in a ghostly way: "Do you want to sing in the bar?"

God will not easily let a person into the abyss until he has had enough, always gives him a glimmer of hope when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, and then playfully watches him crawl forward for this point of light that is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Chen San felt that he was like this now, he was favored by God, and he played with applause. He doesn't know what will happen in the next second, so he can sing day by day, every night, sitting in front of the stage, coldly watching the men and women throw off the shackles of civilization and perform an emotional drama, and he just watched, holding his guitar and singing softly, sometimes classic old songs, sometimes pop songs, in short, he sang whatever the guests ordered, and when no one ordered, he sang according to his mood.

Chen San didn't know how he knew how to play a guitar, he would not forget the music in his head, he was born to eat this meal, his voice was originally clear and slightly low, containing infinite gentleness, but now his voice is getting lower and lower, and his voice is a little hoarse with vicissitudes, mixed with the original Qinglang actually gave birth to an unforgettable charm.

Whenever he sings on stage, the audience is always quiet, he sings a lot of Lu Ming's songs, because he feels something, those songs can always sing his charm, so it is like telling a story as softly, every sentence and every word penetrates into the heart, dyed with the color of the song, knocking on the soul, and making people ask themselves.

"It's not a pity to be able to get a confidant in life, and it's not a pity to lose the power of life......"

Singing this song slowly, I don't know why I used to feel inexplicably sad when I sang it, and I felt that the melody was beautiful and a little desolate, but now it seems to be integrated into it, and I fully understand the true meaning, but it is very calm, and only helplessness remains.

The bar manager pinched the tall glass, sniffed the fragrance of red wine, the dark and long taste was like the man on the stage, there was no amazing appearance, there was no unforgettable amazement, but when you taste it, there is an infinite charm hidden in it, such a wine, such a person, you need to taste it slowly, and taste it slowly.

I didn't ask him about his life experience, and he never said it, since he took him in, he just sang silently, usually did chores, didn't see him take the initiative to talk to people, most of the time he was alone looking at the sky in a daze, when he first met him, he was also looking at the sky so fixedly, and whenever his eyes reflected the blue dian, it always flashed with a shining, it was that glimpse that attracted him to the past, wanted to know the story behind him, and wanted to really understand him.

Life goes by like this, half a month later, there is already a small group of his loyal fans in the bar, the number is gradually increasing, in this place, Chen San sang a little fame, but he seems to be very slow about all this, he still sings his songs every day, ignoring the eager shouts of fans, he just sings quietly.

Life is gradually on the track, those memories are slowly precipitating, time has diluted them, only to deeply imprint the traces, people are actually very fragile animals, always think that they have forgotten everything, but really?

I don't have time to give myself **** wounds, of course, he has to use all his energy to support himself, fortunately, the bar manager is very good, in addition to singing, he is allowed to do chores, every day he works in the bar, he works very carefully and hard, in order to make more money, but also to repay the boss, and Xiaoya Xiaonan.

As for the events before the amnesia, he gradually stopped remembering, but things are so troublesome, and when you feel that you can be stable, you come out to stir up the situation and shatter the original hope.

At half past eight in the evening, under the dim light, Chen San squinted his eyes slightly, gently playing the guitar and singing soothingly on the bar of his part-time 0-degree bar.

"Third brother, the guest's song list!" The waiter in the beige suit held the plate in one hand and placed a piece of white paper on the music stand.

With the end of the last arpeggio, Chen San took some song list, and at a glance, there were three big words "Sister Flower" written on it. Chen San couldn't help but pick his eyelids, his heart was cold, according to his experience, big trouble came.

This "flower sister" is a meat tune, and I am not interested in learning it, but I have heard it.

"It's a blessing that can't be avoided, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, and you have to die in the sky!" Chen San gritted his teeth fiercely, those who ordered songs were generally "big guys", those gangsters on the road didn't know how to order, and they weren't interested in it, only those big guys who found fault would add special dishes under special circumstances.

I heard that there used to be a senior brother who was good at the lead guitar was in the case of the guest adding some songs and refusing to sing, and the four fingers of his left hand were abolished on the spot.

After making up his mind, Chen San played the drum in his heart, turned the mixer to play music, and gently put down the box piano, walked to the bar as usual to ask for a glass of water, and walked towards the toilet behind the bar after taking a drink.

Sure enough, he came prepared, and Chen San's feet immediately sped up a few points. After only walking a few steps, I felt surprised, how could the figure look like a woman, I couldn't help but be curious, Chen San secretly looked at it, it was really a woman?

One, two, three, four, five, six, what are the six young women looking for me? And some flowers, sister? Chen Sanmeng, it seems that those women are in good shape, is it a robbery? Chen San thought strangely, and when he looked up, he found that he had walked to the toilet, whether to escape or not? Chen San hesitated and looked back, only glanced at it, and immediately made a choice.

"Knock knock!" Chen San spread his legs, which were more than a meter long, turned around and jumped, like a frightened rabbit, and rushed to the door of the bar like crazy.

"Stop!" the woman's sharp rebuke rose out of thin air in the sound of the famous saxophone song "Go Home".

"Black Rose!"

"Red Rose!"

The sounds of surprise, shouts, and the sound of tables and chairs colliding suddenly spread in an endless stream in the Yellow Ribbon Bar......

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