Chapter 40: The Song of the Night

Zhuang Si quietly touched Tang Wen: "See, although this guy is drunk, the landing point is still very accurate!"

When Gu Ya heard this, she glanced at the two of them who were laughing and laughed, and said angrily: "If you want me to say, it is the most indecent poet! Especially the male poet..."

Tang Wen and Zhuang Si laughed a few times together, and said that they were very innocent. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Many of the people in the bar are from the surrounding minority ethnic groups, and they all speak with a thick accent. The glass is also crisp and powerful, and there is no prevarication in drinking, no matter how strong the wine is.

The two bartenders kept sending wine back and forth, and Zhou Xiaoyu, who was leaning on Tang Wen's shoulder, laughed softly: "No wonder there are hundreds of bars on Lanzhou Street." It seems that opening a bar here is really good business. She kept her back to the bar lobby, facing the bar counter and wine cabinet, and whispered to Gu Ya from time to time.

Even so, it attracts a lot of prying eyes. Although she wore thick clothes, she couldn't hide her thin waist and long legs. Not to mention that her hair is now a long, silky straight black. Straight men's favorites... Many men turned their heads from time to time, expecting her to turn around and show their faces.

It's a pity that Zhou Xiaoyu didn't plan to stay longer, she didn't finish a bottle of wine, and she covered half of her pretty face with a thick scarf. pulled Tang Wen out of the door.

"This night view is so beautiful! It feels no worse than the pearl. ”

Before the time of the queue, they returned to the riverfront road, and by this time night had fallen and the night lights were already on.

The lights on both sides of the river are pure and not very colorful, and this side of the river is bright yellow, very shiny. It should be designed, the light on the other side of the river is a blue-green, and the halo is hazy when viewed through the water.

The Yellow River twists and turns around the city, green and yellow lights tangled together. It doesn't look monotonous.

The wind brought by the river brought cold moisture, and Zhuang Si, the only one who didn't have a scarf, shivered, and said, "It seems that this side is not far from Zhongshan Bridge, why don't we go over and go for dinner again?"

Staying in a heated car all day during the day doesn't deplete much energy. I'm not hungry at this time.

Zhongshan Bridge at the foot of Baita Mountain, which is already a landmark building in Lanzhou. The bridge is made entirely of steel, with yellow and white lights shining brightly on the surrounding river.

"Don't you think this place is very similar to the Waibaidu Bridge in Mingzhu?" Zhou Xiaoyu took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of the side of the bridge, pointing to the iron railing of the bridge and asking Tang Wen.

I heard that this bridge was built a long time ago, maybe the aesthetic level of the designers at that time was about the same?"

The bridge is not too wide, about a dozen steps, a total of two lanes. Because there are so many tourists, there are no cars passing here. Not far from this bridge are several other bridges that were built later, and the fact that this bridge becomes a purely pedestrian bridge does not affect traffic at all.

On this cold winter night, there weren't many people on the bridge, and there were a few bikes riding on it here and there. Occasionally, a car takes a shortcut from here.

"Someone's singing!"

"Guitar playing and singing. ”

As the group approached the bridge, the singing of a man and a woman accompanied by the night breeze.

“... Blue state、Always go out early in the morning"

"Blue State, Warm Drunken Night"

"Lanzhou, the endless Yellow River flows eastward"

"Blue state, the end of the road is the entrance to the sea"

“......”

A ballad, the man's voice is the lead singer is very rough, and the long face is also vicissitudes. But looking at the looks, there are also in their thirties.

The woman who sang was quite right for the audience, with a petite and delicate figure, a round face, and big eyes that were very smart. He doesn't look very old.

"There's a sign underfoot. ”

Tang Wen saw that in addition to a hat pressed by a stone at the woman's feet, there was also a cardboard sign with something written on it.

"I want to raise money to open a specialty bookstore in Blue State. I hope that friends who like Blue State and music will support it!"

As soon as they walked by, they heard the woman shouting at the people around them during the interlude to the music. That's basically what the sign on her feet says.

After singing the song, Zhou Xiaoyu walked over and put down a banknote in the black hat. Asked, "What song is this?"

"Blue State, Blue State...", the woman sighed to warm her bare fingers.

"It's good. ”

"You can order a song. The man next to him kept watching Zhou Xiaoyu's movements, and suddenly spoke. The singing girl blinked, looked at Zhou Xiaoyu and smiled, and explained: "The face of the beauty is really big enough, and Lei Zi, who has never accepted singing, will make an exception." ”

Tang Wen glanced at the man holding the guitar, and could only see that his dim eyes were very calm.

Zhou Xiaoyu turned around and glanced at her boyfriend, saw a little proud smile on his face, turned to the singing woman and said, "Don't order a song, lend me your guitar!"

"Oh? You're going to sing to that handsome guy behind you?" the woman was surprised.

"Well, my boyfriend. ”

Tang Wen looked at her against the iron railing, if she didn't say it today, she almost forgot that Zhou Xiaoyu played and sang by herself at the New Year's Day party of high school.

Tang Wen, who felt sorry because he couldn't sing, was suddenly overjoyed.

Gu Ya turned on her DV machine, pulled Zhuang Si to find an angle to start shooting, and asked curiously: "Xiaoyu, she can play the guitar?"

"Zhou Da's class leader is a talented girl! When I was in high school, I knew a lot of Chinese and English songs..."Zhuang Si sighed, and stepped forward to help adjust the direction of the sound on the ground.

Zhou Xiaoyu got the microphone and skillfully plucked the strings twice. Shook his head and glanced at Tang Wen, and began to play and sing.

The familiar melody flowed out, and Tang Wen smiled.

“...... I still remember the door number of the hotel at the beginning, and I still keep the demeanor of leaving the place with a smile......"

A Cantonese version of the agreement, Zhou Meinu swayed freely, and what was more rare than the song was the friendship in each other's eyes when she and Tang Wen met.

"Bang bang bang....... That's great, Xiaoyu!" Gu Ya applauded with two passers-by. Zhuang Si is in charge of the camera.

"Your name is Xiaoyu? You have a nice name and a good singing! If you come out to sing, you will definitely earn more than me." Oh, I call it a brook, a brook of water..."

Zhou Xiaoyu chatted with her for a few words, and when she turned around, she was held in Tang Wen's arms.

"I forgot you could play guitar! I decided to wait until I got back and buy ten and let you play it for me at home every day..."

"Think beautifully...... I can teach you how to play, when you were in high school, you still wanted to learn from me, saying that it was a weapon to cheat girls. Why, now forgot?"

"Haha, is there such a thing? You must be misremembering......"

"Brother Lei Zi, I'm done today..."Zhou Xiaoyu and this girl were very close to each other, and chatted for a while, this girl had to invite Zhou Xiaoyu and them to dinner. It is said that it is to do the landlord's suitability.

"We've lined up at the hand-grabbed mutton, why don't we invite you? It's not easy for you to sing as a girl!" Tang Wen said.

"How's that going to happen? I'm going to take you to eat finger mutton. I'm a local, I can't let you pay for it......" Creek glared, stubborn.

When she packed her things, she brought a guitar and a microphone, as well as the hat that held the money. At this time, Tang Wen realized that the man named Lei Zi still had a small box under his feet. It looks like he's using it for money.