Chapter 105: Old Boy

The hot spring matter came to an end for the time being, and Deng Jiamao went to the fun alone after getting Hu Junbiao's promise.

The two of them don't care if this hot spring is safe, anyway, Hu Junbiao has a special skill and has a very high understanding of medical skills, and he knows whether it is good or bad when he feels it.

There is one more thought in my heart that I want to develop this hot spring, but there are still many things that I can't get rid of for the time being, so I can only wait for a while.

Ask a geological prospector to probe one or two to inspect the hot springs, and when everything is done, he is contacting Ma Zhe, after all, Sanshi County is now a businessman, and the people in the city and provincial capital do not have much interest in the tourist attractions of Sanshi County, which has advantages and disadvantages for themselves.

Night.

There are many stars in the moon, and it took most of the day to go back and forth, if it weren't for the phone, Zhang Tonger would have thought that Hu Junbiao and Deng Jiamao had disappeared.

I felt that the transportation was inconvenient and the terrain was difficult to climb, and I was contaminated with a little dirt when I went. Dirt roads are not suitable for tourists, so you have to open up the terrain and build a long road and plan everything around you.

If you want to get rich, you must first build roads, which is also correct, not only in rural urban construction, but also in business planning.

Walked back to the inn and went back to his room to wash a little, Huang Ye Er's second child was alive and well, but he was old and didn't like the atmosphere of the tavern very much, so he mixed with Lao Zhangtou all day long.

Talking about the wind and flowers, talking about the three oblique caves, talking about some myths, this old Zhang Toushu didn't read much, but he was familiar with the folk rumors, and when he heard that the two elders of Huang Ye were some big people, he still had some feelings of triumph in his heart, what about the big guys?

The big guys still have to be by my side to listen to my stories and listen to me talk about the mountains.

After washing and changing into casual clothes, Hu Junbiao's hair was slightly long at this time, it was time to find a barber shop to rest, just after washing, his hair was not blown and scattered, and his pale face when he first came was already very bloody and angular at this time.

With a five-point health, his temperament is becoming more and more fluttering, and at the same time, his pupils are full of stories, he is not a handsome guy with little fresh meat, but he is definitely a man who is unforgettable at a glance.

Walking into the tavern, Deng Jiamao was almost as fast as a monkey in washing and changing clothes, and many folk singers in the tavern also admired him a little after listening to his story.

Dare to pursue his dreams, even if his head is broken and bleeding, even if he is bruised all over his body, he still does not give up, he is really an attractive existence, a few people gather to eat melons and fruits and drink beer, and the insiders provide it at a low price. Listening to the songs, I also use the guitar to echo the songs on the stage from time to time.

is also chic, and there are still some fans of Deng Jiamao in the tavern, because he is getting more and more accomplished in live broadcasting, and he is becoming more and more proficient in singing.

Deng Jiamao can be called a little star in this tavern, with this layer of identity, this product does not have the habit of being a big name, and sings harder every day, and pays attention to the active atmosphere, in the words of this goods, he enjoys hearing the cheers and applause of the audience very much.

"Boss, you have to remember what you promised me. When Deng Jiamao saw Hu Junbiao who had finished washing, he hurriedly pulled one of his arms, and did not avoid suspicion.

Several folk singers are somewhat familiar with Hu Junbiao, and they all smiled and said hello a few times when they saw him. For them, Deng Jiamao's experience is quite magical in their hearts, and Hu Junbiao's experience is even more legendary, looking at his pupils, you know that he is a man with a story, you want to explore his story, but you don't have any opportunity to explore.

Because Hu Junbiao is not a person who will easily tell his own experience, the previous rich man sang songs night and night, and once his dream was shattered, he almost died of alcohol. Now everything is okay, and he has the qualifications to be able to return to his identity and guard the Joyful Inn, without the previous deviance and the previous social anger, gentle as water, not arrogant or impatient.

At the same time, he inquired from Deng Jiamao's mouth that several of his songs were written and composed by Hu Junbiao himself, which was very shocking to them. Because they are also singers, they are also people who can write lyrics for their own songs, and only after experiencing these things will they realize how difficult it is to write a song.

The joyful emotions in "Confession Balloon", the affectionate confession in "Cinderella", and the ups and downs in "The Hill". In particular, the song "The Hills" seems to tell a story, which makes people intoxicated by the melody and even more drunk in the lyrics.

"Leather, the old rule is to mix a glass of wine, and I moisten my throat. Hu Junbiao looked at Deng Jiamao, who was anxiously like a monkey, and chuckled.

Hearing this, Deng Jiamao hurriedly did so, looking at his flattering appearance, the folk singers all chuckled. Deng Jiamao's bartending ability is on the table, but he will only get tired of watching too much before and after, not to mention that they don't have much interest in drinking together every night.

And Hu Junbiao rarely tasted it, and when he saw that he was finished bartending and presented it to Hu Junbiao like a treasure, he glanced at it, put it in his mouth and drank it gently.

Then he took the guitar handed by Deng Jiamao, quietly walked on the stage, and sang a lot in the tavern, so there was no fear or fear.

put the stool in the center of the stage, and Deng Jiamao directly took the microphone for him. After saying thank you, Hu Junbiao took a long breath and slowly exhaled it, the song he chose for him today is an epitaph, but also a hymn, the lyrics depict the grassroots, depicting life.

Unlike the deep purity of the hills, everything in this song seems to be pop, but if you listen carefully, you will inadvertently listen to this song and cry, because you will feel that some parts of this song directly hit the soft area of your heart, as if all of a sudden it will make you cry.

Of course, Hu Junbiao thinks that it would be better if it was accompanied by a movie, but unfortunately there is no such movie in this world, and Hu Junbiao can try it himself if he has the opportunity.

What if you're really not careful, and you suddenly become an all-round wizard?

"That's the person I love day and night, how can I express it, will she accept me?"

"I need to never say that sentence to her, I am destined to wander the world, how can I be concerned"

The first two lines of the lyrics are to outline the hearts of confused people, like things but be afraid, and outline the gentle chic in the back.

Hu Junbiao's voice is not as pure and beautiful as Deng Jiamao, but he has been influenced by this song for a long time in his previous life and has special emotions, and when he sings, he can highlight a little special charm.

Deng Jiamao was stunned when he heard this, and the folk singers were all in a trance, as if they were intoxicated by the artistic conception.

The tourists in the tavern listened softly, after all, the person who sang was the owner of the Pleasure Inn, and there was always a sense of curiosity, but at this time, it sounded like this person was deeply hidden.

"Youth is like a rushing river, I can't come back and it's too late to say goodbye, only the numb me is left without the blood of the year"

"Look at the flowers floating in the sky, withering in the most beautiful moment, who will remember that she has been to this world"

The sudden high voice was like a catharsis of thoughts, and in an instant, everyone felt that they were conquered and listened carefully.

Deng Jiamao listened to the thoughts, as if he was lamenting the way he traveled abroad despite the dissuasion of his parents, and seemed to be paying tribute to his original enthusiastic and stunned appearance.

Reality, how many numb existences have you ever tortured by people who are idealistic and plump?