Chapter 116: I'll Never Get Married
Through the window, Fang Yan looked at the people downstairs, thought about it, turned around and walked out, and said, "I'll go down and have a look, and you will have a meeting next." Yuan Yuan should come with me. β
"Yes, yes. β
Qian Ning shook his head and said, "You are a member of the board of directors, and you are a major shareholder, so you can't leave." β
"I don't know anything about the company, and I can't help. Big brother, Lao Liu, you can just discuss. I listen to you. β
Lao Liu knew Fang Yan's thoughts and said, "You go." β
Channing was furious. This is the first meeting of the board of directors, he is the core person of the company, how can he go casually. She grabbed the corner of Fang Yan's clothes and said coldly, "No, you can leave after the meeting." β
Fang Yan turned his head, looked at Qian Ning, smiled and stretched out his left hand, his warm palm covered her hair, stroked it hard, brushed it twice, and made her hair messy in a second.
"You!"
Channing froze completely, his eyes widened, but his hands were loose. Her chest fluttered, and she watched Fang Yan, Yuan Yuan, and Wang Yu go downstairs, and didn't stop her anymore.
Actually touched my head.
His hair must be messed up, and the soft touch of his fingers is so real, very intimate and comfortable. If he had a cat, he would definitely purr kitten hair like this. Thinking so, a wisp of blush slowly crept up Channing's cheeks.
It's so naΓ―ve. What is this? She raised her little face and replayed that moment in slow motion in her mind, well, like a little boy in kindergarten teasing a little girl, or like a big brother laughing at herself, a little shy. Even, like his own father.
Or else, a different meaning?
Fang Yan was born in the same year as himself. He was in March and I was in December. Channing didn't like the feeling of being in a weak, dominated position. She has a tiger in her heart, but she is like a gray rabbit. The heart was still beating violently, and all kinds of thoughts flashed in the air, changing in a myriad of ways.
Have you been teased?
Bastard. Why didn't you dodge just now? Yuan Yuan is a good girl, how can he treat another woman so intimately, and so naturally. I don't know if it's ambiguous. This idiot. Qian Ning thought of when she was a child, when her relatives, friends and elders touched her hair, she would avoid it impatiently.
Channing was shocked at first, then annoyed. Also, why is he more mature than himself? Just because he went to prison at the age of 17 and has been through a lot of things? Maybe the crisis in front of him is nothing in his eyes. Life in prison must have been difficult. It wasn't easy for him.
Well, I forgive you.
"It's a meeting, it's a meeting. Lao Liu looked at Qian Ning with a smile and said. "Girl, don't be beautiful, hurry up and have a meeting. β
Beauty?
Just now, Qian Ning was alone in a daze, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his delicate face, which was a smug expression in the eyes of human beings. She settled down and found that Qin Yun and Lao Liu were fat and thin, looking at herself lovingly, like two amiable elders. She has always looked down on Lao Liu, but now she lowered her head and didn't dare to be angry with him.
"Keep the meeting going. Qian Ning sat down in front of the computer, feeling inlifted. "Teacher Cao, I don't need your help for the time being......
Lao Liu looked at her and sighed secretly in his heart. She has gained a little sweetness, and I am afraid that she will fall deeper and deeper in the future. He could see very clearly that Fang Yan really didn't mean anything else.
It was just 9 o'clock in the evening, but the first floor of the nameless tavern was dark, only a small light on the bar, and there was a cold silence. Xiao Mu was crackling and typing into his notebook, thinking about the next PR countermeasure. Feng Lu frowned sadly and sat on the bench in a daze. The Waste Wood Band was rehearsing, and only Yang Zhenyu came over.
"Master. Yang Zhenyu was holding a handful of money in his hand, there were more than 1,000, all of which were stuffed in by guests through the cracks in the door.
"There's still a meeting upstairs, I'll go out and have a look, it's fine. β
"This money?"
"Give it to me. β
The door of the tavern opened, and Fang Yan and Yuan Yuan walked out of the door hand in hand, smiling at the more than 200 people in front of them.
"What are you doing here?"
News of the closure of the Nameless Tavern quickly spread online. Many of the guests who came to listen to the song left disappointed, but many more came to find out. Then, everyone stood at the door of the tavern, unwilling to leave.
When people saw the wizard come out, they were still smiling and grinning, as if they were all right, and they were a little confused. It stands to reason that he shouldn't be bitter and hateful? Several people opened their mouths, but stopped talking.
Fang Yan then asked, "Aren't you going home?"
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"So, how about I sing a nursery rhyme at the door?"
"Good!"
"Oh oh!
The guests breathed a sigh of relief and the atmosphere was a little more cheerful. Everyone is concerned about the fate of the nameless tavern, and when they see that everything is normal, they are relieved.
Fang Yan tuned the guitar, took out a bunch of money, and asked, "Excuse me, who gave this money?"
"......" no one said anything.
"Then I'll put it away first. No alcohol tonight, though. β
"It's okay!"
A faint voice, a little pitiful, said, "It's a blessing to have music......
Fang Yan touched the limited edition Martin guitar and said, "I bought this guitar from a pawn shop, and its original owner is also from Jiangdong, and he is a very great musical senior." β
"Oh......"
Fang Yan pointed at Yuan Yuan again and said, "She is my girlfriend." β
Many of the audience are regulars, and many people know Yuan Yuan. But this is the first time that Fang Yan has introduced it so formally, and everyone enthusiastically coaxed and praised them all kindly.
Yuan Yuan stood at the door, smiling, and waved her hand to the audience. Yang Zhenyu also went out, leaned over to her and whispered, "Sister-in-law, Master is talking a little too much today." β
"Yes. β
Fang Yan plucked the strings and played a melody of 3 beats, a clear bass melody jumping in the air, gentle and silent. He added: "It's called 'I Never Will Marry'. β
"Forehead ......"
"Still, we're going to get married. β
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. Yang Zhenyu smiled evilly again, and joked to Yuan Yuan in a low voice: "Master, does this count as a marriage proposal to you?"
"No need to propose. β
"Huh?"
"We're going to get married, so we don't need to propose. What's wrong. Yuan Yuan stood lightly on the porch and glanced at Yang Zhenyu strangely.
These two people are not normal, Yang Zhenyu pondered.
Fang Yan began to sing: "They say that love is very tender, but it only hurts me." The only boy I've ever loved has left with the midnight train. β
"I Never Will Marry" is an old song by American singer Fred Hellerman (Fred Hellerman), and it is also a poignant story, it is very simple and beautiful, and it is a girl's tone, so it has been covered by many female singers in history.
This is the girl's heartbroken sigh after her lover leaves.
Although there was no Mike, the song traveled far and wide.
"I will never marry, I will not be someone else's wife. For the rest of my life, I will be alone for the rest of my life. β
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This song is very sad, and when Fang Yan sang it for the second time, it became a little weird. The painful emotions in the song are gone, and the lyrics and melody are still the same, but the meaning is completely different.
It's like a girl getting angry with her boyfriend, swearing by the curse when she's angry alone, funny, childish, and has a vibrant and cheerful atmosphere. Gradually, the audience flashed their eyes one by one and jumped out of the gloomy emotions.
The haze disappeared and the sky became clear and clear again.
On the second floor of the Nameless Tavern, the board members were still in a meeting, and they heard clean singing outside the window, and everyone seemed to take a sip of cool spring water gushing out of the deep green covered mountains.
"Why did you sing it again. Cao Weiran also heard the singing, and his brows furrowed.
"This idiot. Qian Ning said secretly in his heart.
"Hehehe. The wrinkles on Old Man Ma's face were stretched, and he squinted his crooked little eyes and said. "This kid is calm, not bad. β
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At 10 o'clock on Sunday morning, the propaganda minister of the Jiangdong Municipal Party Committee building entered the office, leaned on the sofa, and flipped through today's various newspapers.
The Koto Daily, as well as several subordinate metropolitan newspapers, published the same photo.
A young chengguan wearing a uniform and a big hat with a very high appearance talked and laughed with a vendor in front of a small pancake tricycle, and both of them laughed happily, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
Metropolis Daily also published a full-page special article about the various touching and excellent deeds of the chengguan. It's a pity that the wind direction on the Internet has not changed at all, and netizens still listen to "Pancake Blues" and ridicule Jiangdong's chengguan. On Weibo, some netizens gave Jiangdong City a name.
The capital of pancakes.
Pancake...... The propaganda minister thought about how embarrassing it would be for an international metropolis to be associated with pancakes. Once this hat is buttoned up, I am afraid that it will not be able to take it off for several years.
"Didn't find anything. He asked the middle-aged female reporter in front of him.
"Nope. The female reporter shook her head and said. She went to Bar Street yesterday and walked around a lot, but she didn't find much valuable information. "This person's name is Fang Yan, 22 years old, and his household registration is in Yanjing. β
"Anything else?"
"It's weird. When he was in high school, he was supposed to be his sophomore year of high school, and suddenly he took a break from school, and he didn't know why. The next five years were a blank slate. He only appeared in Koto in April this year. β
"Oh, that particularly popular "Walking Street" movie also won the Cannes Film Festival award. The Minister of Propaganda nodded. The director of Koto City won an international award, and he was also honored.
"Yes. β
The propaganda minister put down the information in his hand and asked, "What does it mean that it is blank?"
"I checked the records of the public security system, and in the past five years, there has been no news of him, as if he disappeared out of thin air. He didn't go to college, he didn't have a record of work, paying taxes, social insurance, nothing. β
"Isn't there a rumor on the Internet that he has been in jail?"
"Surely not. Now all citizen information is online, and I have also checked the information of the local procuratorate and the court, and there is no criminal record of this person. β
"Oh. β
Five years blank? The Minister of Propaganda thought silently for a while. He wanted to collect negative information about the wizard, but he had some difficulty. He took off his reading glasses, slid his fingers over a line of numbers on the paper, and asked, "Is this his phone number?"
"Yes. β
"Excuse me, give him a call. He said. He was going to meet the wizard in person.