Yuan Yuan pulled a straw and took a small sip.

"How?"

"It's bitter. She frowned, a blush on her face. Again. "It's not bitter, it's good...... Woo, it's delicious!"

Xiaomu was very proud.

Fang Yan also bent down and took a sip gently.

A strong bitter taste spreads in the mouth, and the taste buds are stimulated and contract suddenly. Immediately after, a faint, fresh sweetness gushed out of the tip of his tongue, and before he knew it, a mouthful of wine had slid down his throat and swallowed it. The bitterness has long since disappeared, and there are only waves of various subtle breaths.

It's cold, it's hot. Hype.

The spirits burn slowly in the body, and the various mellow aromas unfold one after another, ever-changing, yet layered, and become extremely turbulent. A feeling of tenderness and tranquility rose from his heart, and Fang Yan seemed to return to his childhood.

The strange sensation lasted for more than 10 seconds, and his body relaxed, as if it was about to melt in the wine. The aftertaste dissipates and lingers.

"How?"

"Really, well, drink!" Fang Yan looked at the cup blankly, relieved himself and asked, "What did you make it with?"

"Red card. ”

"Brother Xiaomu, you are too good!"

Fang Yan had been playing in the bar for a few days, and he also had a little understanding of various foreign wines. To make a cocktail, there are one or two main ingredients, called "base wine". Among Johnnie Walker's whiskies, the blue label is the most expensive, while the red label is the entry-level wine.

Good to drink and cheap.

Xiao Mu tugged at his glasses and smiled in a daze.

This cocktail, which looks like a matcha Frappuccino, was made by mistake.

Aloe vera juice, matcha, lemon juice, mint juice, and more than 10 kinds of liquor are poured into the shaker in a mess, then shaken like a sea otter smashing a shell, shake it like a sea otter, pour it into whiskey, spread it on ice, and it's done.

It's actually delicious.

Xiaomu is in a very bad mood, and making this wine is purely for venting.

After drinking, Xiao Mu's IQ suddenly went online, and he decided that Fang Yan's music inspired him. So, he gave the green wine a name.

Sorcerer Solo.

Lao Liu had been lying outside the door, and then he entered the door and greeted: "Xiaoyan, I received more than 50 business cards today, and these people are not finished yet." Oh, Yuan Yuan is here too. ”

"Hello black-hearted boss. ”

Lao Liu was stunned and said, "Xiao Mu, bring me another cup of Wizard Solo." ”

The atmosphere in the bar has changed. A couple of young guests walked over and started to apply magnetism. Soon, many people left the table and crowded over, surrounding Fang Yan and shouting noisily.

"Wizard, we would like to invite you to perform in the South. ”

"I'm seeing you!"

"Our old leader wants to invite you to dinner tonight, you must appreciate it!"

"Stone, I'm your fan......"

Their voices were filled with a feverish fervor that was unabashedly passionate about money. A group of people stared at Fang Yan with fiery eyes, as if they were looking at a glittering gold brick.

Fang Yan shook hands with them one by one and smiled, not daring to say a word.

Lao Liu was used to such a scene, so he politely drove them back to their seats. These people in the entertainment industry are very helpless, but they can't help it. First, he didn't dare to offend the wizard, and secondly, he was surrounded by peers, and no one could take the lead.

The "Wizard Solo" cocktail has just been invented and has not yet been officially sold. But Lao Liu has decided to treat it as the signature wine of the nameless tavern, with a price tag of 68 per glass. Lao Liu took another sip of wine and began to think about the business plan. He was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, and the wrinkles on his thin face were spreading.

After a while, Yang Zhenyu, Yu Haiyang, Ding Bo, and Tiger all came. Fang Yan asked them to take turns to sing, Yu Haiyang was a little babbling, volunteered, and hugged the guitar and got on.

The tiger is the drummer, and he pulls out a tambourine from his bag, made of plastic and embellished with metal sheets, which looks cheap. He shook it, ready to beat the rhythm with it.

Fang Yan thought, it was similar to the toy tambourine he had seen in KTV last night. So he asked, "Tiger, where did this tambourine come from?"

"I stole it from KTV. ”

"Uh. ”

"It's easy, Brother Yan, you try. ”

“……”

Yu Haiyang's guitar level is very average, his gaze swept over the crowd at the bar, swallowed his saliva, began to play the piano, and sang a very old ballad "A River Water". This song is an episode of an old Soviet movie, written by Wang Luobin, the "Western Singer" of China, and has been widely circulated. The chorus of the original song, Luo Bin, wrote "Forever Separated by a Water", which was later changed to "A River Water".

This song is desolate and far-reaching, and many people such as Han Hong and Xu Wei have covered it. Mr. Wang Luobin is more unfortunate and has been in prison for nearly 20 years in his life.

"The wind and rain take away the night, and the grass drips dew......"

The singing was all over the place, and the bar was immediately quiet. The guests listened for a few seconds, then continued to chat, buzzing loudly. The audience was absent-minded, and Yu Haiyang was a little hurt, but he still calmed down and finished singing.

"Good!"

Fang Yan applauded, and the guests of the tavern also gave face and slapped their hands in a daze.

The people of the Scrapwood Band are laughing at the ocean. Ding Bo smiled: "Ocean, you can't make it!"

Yang Zhenyu also shouted: "Shame on you!"

Yu Haiyang's face flushed, he jumped off the stool, greeted Yang Zhenyu, and said, "Yang Zhenyu, you are!"

Yang Zhenyu was about to sing, but Fang Yan hurriedly grabbed him and instructed him: "Keep it away when you sing, don't spray mic." ”

"Squirt?"

"Stay away from Mike. ”

"Understood. Yang Zhenyu was not very embarrassed, and slowly came to the stage, he played a folk song "With You" by Li Zhi. He practiced this song for a while, and he played the guitar well.

Yu Haiyang walked back, staring at Fang Yan, waiting for guidance.

"It's pretty good. There is nothing difficult about this song. Ocean, you can sing a little whiter. ”

"Oh. ”

Yu Haiyang smiled and scratched his head. Ding Bo didn't know how to play the guitar very well, and after playing a very simple, stubbing song, Nirvana's "Pennyroyal Tea" (mint tea), he was finished, I don't remember the English lyrics, and the ghost cried wolf, which was very scary. The tiger has a thin skin, and has been sitting on the side, shaking the tambourine, talking for a while and then singing.

Everyone in the Scrapwood Band came down with a satisfied expression of "experience +50" on their faces, as if they had just killed a mob. Everyone is accumulating bit by bit in the nameless tavern, and the upgrade is just around the corner. It's a pity that the guests in the tavern are bitter.

Lao Liu poked Fang Yan and said, "Brother, I can see that you want to destroy my bar, and turn around and scare all the guests away." ”

"Let them sing, and don't want money. ”

"I said, at this level, they have to ask me for money, right?"

“……”

On Friday night, the Nameless Tavern went into subway mode again, and the tables were moved outside, 10 minutes a game. Fang Yan sang a total of 4 times, but the waste wood band took turns singing for 2 hours, which was too enjoyable. By 11 o'clock in the evening, Fang Yan finished singing the last show.

Lao Liu greeted the guests outside, bowed vigorously and apologized, please come back tomorrow.

Since Monday, Lao Liu has arranged for the waiter to issue a number plate and take a seat with the number. So the audience didn't make any noise and slowly dispersed. The bar was open again, and Ding Bo was singing on stage.

"Stone, sing a song, 'As Time goes by,' okay?" said a girl in the bar, her voice so nice that it overshadowed Timbo's singing as soon as she spoke.

"Huh?" Fang Yan turned back.

"As Time goes by" is an episode from the old movie "Casablanca" that went viral.

Lao Liu stepped forward to smile and said, "I'm sorry, we wizards can't sing anymore tonight." ”

The girl was wearing a white dress, dyed bewitching blonde hair, a pair of huge sunglasses, and all kinds of large metal jewelry, and looked very flamboyant. She ignored Lao Liu.

Her voice is very exaggerated, completely pretending, like a translated film of Huaxia in the 1980s, she sighed leisurely and said: "Sing, stone, for the sake of the past." ”

This line ...... So familiar. The girl's voice is also very familiar.

It's weird.

Yuan Yuan listened to the girl's words, and suddenly giggled, very happy. She drank more than half a glass of "Wizard Solo" in the evening, and her little face was red, which looked especially good in the orange light. She grabbed Fang Yan's hand.

"Have you seen that movie?" asked Yuan Yuan.

"Haha. ”

Fang Yan also understood. He watched Casablanca as a kid and just couldn't remember the lines. He recognized who the girl was.

She's fun-loving.

The girl took off her sunglasses and her blonde wig, and her clear eyes were full of smiles, and she said, "You don't remember? I'll hum it to you, how about it?"

"He Yu!"

Behind the bar, Xiao Mu yelled in shock. He was very excited, He Yu actually came to the nameless tavern to listen to Fang Yan sing, this must be a big news! No, no, I am an undercover agent, Xiao Mu thought.

"He Yu!"

There were still a lot of customers left in the bar, and they were all crazy, rushing over to ask He Yu for autographs. Yang Zhenyu and the others also went crazy and surrounded them.

The Nameless Tavern is about to soar.

Lao Liu looked at He Yu blankly, raised his head and sighed: "There are so many cities in the world, and there are so many taverns in the city, but she just walked into mine." ”