"Looks good, right?"

In the nameless tavern, Lao Liu pointed to the photo on the wall and asked Fang Yan.

Lao Liu will take pictures. Last time He Yu came to the tavern, Lao Liu took a lot of photos. One of them was washed 10 inches in size and hung on the wall, with the note April 21, 2017. After Ma Shengguang came, Lao Liu also took photos of his old man's home.

Old man Ma is a champion in the music world, and the photo has been enlarged to 20 inches.

The light and shadow of the photo are very good, the old man Ma smiled kindly, showed his teeth, and stared at you with a pair of small eyes. The expensive log picture frame is thick and worthy of his status.

The photo is in black and white.

Fang Yan felt that something was wrong. Uncle Ma is not dead yet, how can there be an effect of sound and appearance, which makes people want to cry when they look at it. If you add a bracket (1956-2017), set an incense burner, and light wax, it will feel even better.

"It's beautiful. Fang Yan saw that Lao Liu had a smug expression on his thin face, and he didn't dare to tell the truth. Just hang it up.

……

A girl dressed as a student rushed over, in a hurry, Fang Yan turned around, and happened to meet her eyes.

"Are you...... I'm ......" The girl was very good-looking, and she blushed as she spoke.

"Hello. ”

The girl was a little introverted, stunned for a while, and said, "My name is Feng Lu, and I am the producer of SS TV's "I Am a Singer" channel. Well, assistant producer, no, it's assistant producer. I would like to ask you to participate in the contest......"

Lao Liu had already had experience, so he smiled and asked her to leave her business card and let her go.

This week, there were a lot fewer people coming to the tavern from the major record labels. This is actually Ji Shanshan's ghost. As soon as she returned to Yanjing, she let out the words, Fang Yan had already signed a contract with ketchup, and other companies believed it and wailed and retreated.

"Thank you. We'll think about it. ”

After Lao Liu finished speaking, he stood in front of Fang Yan and walked forward step by step.

Feng Lu couldn't help but retreat, a little overwhelmed, with a panicked look. She retreated to the door, almost crying. She was in a hurry, her chest rose and fell, she pushed Lao Liu away violently, and shouted at Fang Yan: "If you don't participate in the competition, I won't leave!"

“……”

Fang Yan nodded with a smile and said, "I'll think about it again, is it okay?"

Feng Lu had nothing to say. Fang Yan's smile and voice were extremely sincere, and she immediately understood that Fang Yan did not lie to her, nor did he refuse, what he said was literal.

SS Group's "I Am a Singer" project was launched, and hundreds of people were busy, and there was a lot of confusion. Fang Yan became a sensation all over the country overnight, full of legends, and of course Taili did not dare to ignore it. By mistake, the company sent Feng Lu to Jiangdong and invited Fang Yan to participate.

The internal competition of commercial television stations is extremely ruthless. Feng Lu has just graduated for a year, and he is just a little assistant with no status, but he has taken on such a heavy task, and the pressure is very high. She had been to the Nameless Tavern a few times, but she had never spoken to Fang Yan.

"Woo......" she cried.

Lao Liu panicked, he couldn't imagine that this girl was so fragile. Just as he was thinking about it, Xiao Mu suddenly ran out from behind the bar, went up to comfort her, and patted Feng Lu on the shoulder, asked her to sit down on the bench, and whispered to her.

"This girl isn't fit for this job. Lao Liu slowly walked back and sighed with Fang Yan. "She's been here several times. is thin-skinned, and has no psychological quality at all, so he must be bullied. Look at that Sanshan......"

"Ji Shanshan. ”

"Yes, how good that girl is, I see that she is scared. ”

"I'm afraid of her, too. ”

"It can also be seen that although SS is rich, he is far worse than ketchup. Such a man was sent. ”

Feng Lu sat on the chair and covered her face. Xiaomu squatted beside her lap, his posture extremely low, raised his head and spoke softly, his glasses reflecting the light of the sunset outside the window, not quite like a good person.

After a while, the girl eased up, Xiao Mu accompanied her, she came over again, and stretched out her hand to Fang Yan: "My name is Feng Lu, it's ......"

Fang Yan shook hands with her, thinking that you had just said it again. I'm not a goldfish, I'm not that forgetful.

"I'm waiting for your news. Feng Lu said with a red face, flashed his eyes and glanced at Xiao Mu again, and ran out of the door quickly.

Xiao Mu went back to the back of the bar and cleaned up the table. This is his territory.

"Brother Xiaomu. ”

"Hmm. ”

Fang Yan felt very strange and asked gossipingly, "Brother Xiaomu, aren't you ...... Do you like men?"

"Who said that!"

"Didn't you say ...... that day at Hilton"

"Lao Tzu likes women!" Xiao Mu interrupted him loudly and glanced at the door again.

"Really?"

Fang Yan was even poorer, a small hand suddenly stretched out from behind and grabbed his vest, very strong. Fang Yan turned around and found that it was actually Yuan Yuan.

As soon as Yuan Yuan got out of class, he ran to the nameless tavern to find Fang Yan, and before he entered the door, he saw Fang Yan shaking hands with a beautiful girl. Her face was frosty, her voice was cold, and she asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The little eyes are almost murderous.

Fang Yan found that his girlfriend is particularly sensitive, not just physical. Ever since she declared herself hers that day, she has been on her toes and guarding her like a wild dog. Walking on the street, which woman wanted to look at Fang Yan more, she didn't do it. She was very good to Fang Yan, but she would kill him at any time.

"She's, uh, SS TV's. Fang Yanxin explained calmly.

Yuan Yuan was angry: "What's so great about SS?"

“……”

"Little sister Yuan Yuan, I can testify that your boyfriend has always been very honest. Lao Liu said with a smile on the side, and looked at Xiaomu again. "Isn't it Xiaomu?"

Xiaomu didn't answer. Fang Yan misunderstood that he liked men, and he was very unhappy.

Fang Yan pulled Yuan Yuan's hand and said, "That girl's name is Feng Lu, and she likes Brother Xiaomu." It's true. ”

Xiao Mu instantly smirked.

"He?" Yuan Yuan's anger was mostly gone, and Fang Yan asked with a little suspicion as he let Fang Yan hold his hand. "Xiaomu, does he like girls too?"

Of course, he saw that Feng Lu couldn't walk. ”

……

Yuan Yuan's cell phone rang, and she went out to answer the phone. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Yan asked Xiao Mu a question about buying a laptop, Apple, Lenovo, Dell, he didn't know much about these brands. He didn't dare to ask Yuan Yuan in front of him, for fear that she would spend money on himself again.

"If you buy a MacBook Pro, it is best to make a 15-inch top-of-the-line machine. Xiao Mule said.

"Do you want to buy second-hand products?"

"That's right, digital products are more cost-effective to buy new than old, and it is more cost-effective to buy new models in 2016. Xiao Mu took out his mobile phone and told Fang Yan.

"Hmm. ”

About buying a computer, Fang Yan asked Shen Boyuan and Yang Zhenyu, and they all said the same as Xiaomu. He thought, a computer, a week of singing in vain. In the future, it is a bottomless pit to make music and buy musical instruments.

He's been out of prison for almost 2 weeks, and he's had enough rest, it's time to think about making money.

Make hay.

But he doesn't know anything but music.

Just thinking about it, the mobile phone rang, and it was a message from He Yu. Click on WeChat, and the screen is densely packed, with 2,000 words.

Yesterday he wrote a poem "Wildcat" and sent it to her, but she never replied, and Fang Yan forgot about it. Unexpectedly, she wrote a long story after reading it.

"A lonely cat walks dazedly in the icy night, looking for a scrap of food in the biting cold wind. Its body was dripping with blood, and pain and hunger tormented it. It longs to live, it just wants to fill its stomach and have a warm and safe nest. In the bright restaurant, people laugh at the hearty meal, but no one notices the weak figure outside the window. ”

Fang Yan continued to watch.

"Who is the wild cat? It represents all the people of the world who have been insulted and damaged. They struggled to survive and were silently forgotten. No one cares about them, just as no one cares about a wild cat in the winter. ”

He Yu wrote that this is real rock music, with only 4 chords, simple and extremely deep. She was deeply touched and didn't sleep all night. The song exudes a humanistic concern and keen insight that is rare in this era. She wants to sing this song well, and she has to be worthy of Shang Yan's creation.

My eldest sister, you really think too much.

The song is about a flock of wild ducks in "The Catcher in the Rye", and wood has so much meaning. Fang Yan thought for a moment and didn't explain. He Yu is such a sensitive person, but he still doesn't tell her the truth.

“……”

A thought popped into my mind.

I can write songs and make money.