The old man turned his head to look at the lyrics that Chen Tianlang had written on the manuscript paper. Chen Tianlang glanced at him, old, very old, wearing thick old-fashioned myopic glasses, wrinkled, and very cold, and after the initial coldness, he felt that even if this man was a little familiar, but Chen Tianlang was not sure, because he had seen a lot of stars recently, and it was likely that this old man was just a little similar to some stars.

Glancing at the cup of Chivas Regal decorated with lime slices in front of the old man, an old man drinking Chivas Regal by himself is so lonely, no wonder he is curious about the behavior of the people next to him, Chen Tianlang smiled and pushed the manuscript paper in the direction of the old man: "Look slowly." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment by Chen Tianlang's action of pushing the manuscript paper, but he didn't continue to sit down and drink, but as a matter of course, he picked up the manuscript paper and put the two lyrics written by Chen Tianlang back after reading them, and then sat up straight and continued to drink, without saying a word to Chen Tianlang.

Chen Tianlang was very unhappy with the man's reaction, but since this old man didn't want to speak, Chen Tianlang continued to pick up the pen and pondered the lyrics of the song.

After drinking three beers, Chen Tianlang barely wrote down the whole song, and he was not sure if he remembered a few places.

The old man next to him didn't finish drinking a cup of Chivas Regal and waiting for Chen Tianlang to finish writing the lyrics, and several of them left the bar to call the telephone next to him, as if he was calling his friends and asking to come out to chat, but no one came out, seeing Chen Tianlang sit up straight and move his neck, the old man reached out and picked up the lyrics written by Chen Tianlang.

"Do you want to give some comments?" Chen Tianlang asked with a smile on the man, holding the beer in both hands.

Even the young bartender in the bar was a little dissatisfied with this guy, when he just called, this guy didn't know how to lower his voice, which is very impolite in a high-end banquet hall, and it is even worse to pick up other guests' things without the permission of others, if it weren't for Chen Tianlang shaking his head at the bartender, the young bartender in the bar would have been ready to remind the other party.

"Is this the lyrics?" the old man finally spoke, but his tone was as good as hers, too selfish, so he asked his own questions directly, and he didn't even owe a word of invitation.

"Yes. Chen Tianlang raised the beer, gestured to the bartender at the bar, and took a sip before answering the other party's question.

"Is this a song sung by a woman or a song sung by a man?"

"It's okay to be both male and female, and even male and female singing. ”

"That's even worse, no one wants to sing it, the lyrics are so sexy, you drunk me, of course the purpose is to. After reading the lyrics, the old man pushed the manuscript paper back in front of Chen Tianlang: "But the rhyme is written quite well, catchy, and it will be very comfortable to sing. ”

At this time, Chen Tianlang had already recognized the old man opposite, but he was not sure, so he smiled and said, "May I ask if it is Mr. Huang Zhan?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, staring at Chen Tianlang for ten seconds before turning his head to look at the bartender: "Did you hear it, he was asking me if I was Mr. Huang Zhan? Is he from an alien planet, why don't you even know me in a place like Hong Kong?"

The bartender at the bar had a serious expression: "Sir, can I be fair? Yes, this is Hong Kong, but people who come here don't necessarily have to know you." What's more, tonight is a celebration, everyone is there to talk and chat with some big stars, only you are hiding here and drinking, in my opinion, you are either unsocial or lack self-confidence. Now you're making me look like I'm a big card again, and it's really weird to me. ”

Huang Zhan was stopped by the bartender's words, but he did not show the disdain or anger he had before, but suddenly fell on the bar and laughed, which made the young bartender hey, and hurriedly defended Chen Tianlang: "This gentleman, oh, well, please help me testify, I did not maliciously hurt this big celebrity in Hong Kong, even in language, it sucks, I didn't expect him to go crazy because of my words." ”

No wonder the ghost guy looked a little anxious, the business on this luxury cruise ship is not easy to do, if this Huang Zhan finds a lawyer to accuse malicious verbal attack or slander, it will undoubtedly make this place even worse.

Chen Tianlang looked at Huang Zhan, who was lying on the bar and was crazy, and said softly to the young wine: "I think the reason why this Mr. Huang Zhan laughed is not because he is angry with your verbal attack on him, but because he thinks you are too cute, after all, he is the famous godfather of Hong Kong's music industry, the king of lyrics and songs, how can he deal with a little person like you?"

"Ok, Mr. Huang, I apologize to you for what I just said, I hope my compromise will stop you from going crazy, what a terrible night, no one has ever gone crazy in my bar before. The bartender first said to Huang Zhan on the bar, and then looked at Chen Tianlang and shrugged helplessly.

Chen Tianlang, it seems that although this bar is a foreigner, it is also a temperamental.

"Okay, the bartender has apologized to you, Mr. Huang, stop laughing, you know, your laughter is worse than crying--- no, even tears are laughing. Chen Tianlang handed over a tissue with two fingers, and said in his mouth: "Wipe it." ”

Huang Zhan stretched out his hand and grabbed a tissue and wiped his eyes: "I'm dying of laughter, cough cough! You're not from Hong Kong, are you? Like this ghost, you don't know anything! How can my famous Huang Zhan have no friends? As long as I open my mouth, a lot of beautiful women and handsome guys will come around, and the reason why I'm alone now is because I want to create and need a quiet space!"

"If you want to be quiet, don't come here! ”

Hearing Chen Tianlang say this, Huang Zhan stopped laughing, turned to sit in front of Chen Tianlang, and asked in a tone that hoped to be recognized: "Do you know that the French writer Alexandre Dumas? Do you know the great Russian writer Leo Tolstoy? He likes to lie in the bathtub when he writes books. Do you know that the talented Huang Zhan likes to write lyrics in the noisiest places, and the key is that there are free drinks to drink!"

Chen Tianlang looked at the nervous Huang Zhan, and he was almost speechless, so he could only roll his eyes and say, "I'm sorry, I really don't know what you said." ”

Huang Zhan smiled weirdly, then restrained his smile, slowly approached Chen Tianlang's ear, and said, "Then do you know, you have been taken by me!" His eyes were full of affection.