At noon on Sunday, a Boeing 787 landed at Yenching International Airport. Zhang Ruiwen opened his mobile phone, and there was an extra audio in WeChat, which was sent by Cao Weiran. He put on headphones and sat in the café in the terminal, listening silently.

He was accompanied by his agent and assistant, all three of whom were listless. The assistant bought three cups of cold brew iced coffee and brought him a cup of warm water.

Waves of burning sensations came from Zhang Ruiwen's throat. He sang at the Maple Leaf Bar for 4 days, sometimes playing guitar, sometimes bass, and sometimes keyboard...... Looking back now, he felt like a bear riding a bicycle in the circus.

Zheng Fatzi wanted to pay him a salary, saying, "15,000 a night, do you think it's okay?"

"No, I don't. Zhang Ruiwen disdained to ask for his money.

Enduring the noisy environment of the bar, the dazzling lighting, the terrible acoustics, and the flattering smile of the fat boss. It all makes sense because the wizard isn't there.

Zhang Ruiwen sang for 4 days in a row, and his purpose was very simple: to steal the business of the nameless tavern and force the wizard to appear. He is not like Fang Yan, who sings every other day, only for 30 minutes at a time. He sang for 4 or 5 hours a day.

sang hard until the third day, Zhang Ruiwen's voice was completely tired, and he struggled to speak. After the fourth night of singing, he was speechless. He rarely stayed up late, his head began to ache, and he needed to rest for a day.

Only then did he learn that the wizard was actually in Yanjing, and he also carried a guitar on his back and visited the ketchup company. Is this playing with me, he thought.

Ahhh Zhang Ruiwen wanted to look up to the sky and roar, but he couldn't roar.

After taking a sip of cold coffee, the fresh bitter taste bloomed in his mouth, and the smooth coffee liquid flowed through his throat, soaking his tired throat, and he felt more comfortable for a while.

The audio in the headphones is an acoustic guitar, accompanied by his new song "Ring Town". This distinctly grainy playing, as well as the subtle timbre of the guitar, are all very familiar...... It was played by a wizard. Zhang Ruiwen's face was difficult to look at.

He clenched his fist with his left hand and typed on his phone with his right hand: "Did he record it?"

Cao Weiran replied: "This is Paul Green." ”

I see. It is said that Paul Green spent two days in Yenching to promote his new guitar brand, and it is no wonder that it was so perfect. Zhang Ruiwen smiled for the first time today, sent an expression of joy from the sky, and said, "Thank you, Uncle Cao." ”

Again: "Sure enough, it's a master! ”

“……”

Lao Cao saw the reply and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was busy until 3 a.m. last night and had just gotten up. If he knew that this was Fang Yan's recording, according to Zhang Ruiwen's temper, he might not have recorded it directly.

……

Late Monday night, cottages in urban villages.

Fang Yan and Yuan Yuan sat face-to-face on the bed, looking at each other in the dark. The light of the street lamps outside the window fluttered slightly, the leaves were motionless, and there was not a trace of wind. It's so stuffy that I can't sleep at all.

"Ah......h

Fang Yan patted the back of her hand and said, "I'll let you go back to the dormitory to sleep, but you won't listen to me." ”

"I don't. I don't go home during the summer vacation, I just want to play with you. ”

"It's too hot. ”

"yes. ”

There was a knock on the door, and Yang Zhenyu's dying voice came: "Master, it's me." ”

“……”

"Open the door, Master, open the door. I hear you speak......"

The three of them went out and ordered a bunch of barbecue on the side of the road, and the cold beer bottles were covered with small droplets of water that glittered on the table. On the concrete floor outside the tube building, a few big brothers were sleeping with towels and quilts.

Yang Zhenyu said that by waiting until 3 o'clock at night, the room would be cooler.

"Where's Xia Mo?"

"She went home. ”

Xia Mo is the manager of the "Nameless Tavern" online store, and recently, Yuan Yuan and Qian Ning have disappeared, and she is the only one to deal with all kinds of pre-sales and after-sales consultations. As soon as she had a holiday, she hid at home and chatted with online customers every day.

Yuan Yuan asked, "You only see each other once a week, doesn't she want you?"

"Don't want to ......"

"Oh. ”

"Zhenyu, why don't you go home and live?

Yang Zhenyu went home for a few days. But as soon as Fang Yan came back, he was afraid that Fang Yan would be lonely, so he ran to live in the tube building again. He said with a sad face: "Now that I have money, I don't want to live in an urban village......

"Let's move, then. ”

Fang Yan is also thinking about renting a house, the urban village is too hot and too noisy. Moreover, it is also very inconvenient for Yuan Yuan to live with him. He didn't want to move before, just because Yang Zhenyu still lived here.

"Really?" Yang Zhenyu was very happy. He felt that if Fang Yan didn't move, he couldn't abandon his master. Moreover, he wanted to live with Fang Yan, at least as a neighbor. As a student of Fang Yan and a great disciple of the founding mountain, he has never learned anything.

"Find two houses that are a little closer. Actually, I wanted to move for a long time. ”

"Me ...... too"

Yang Zhenyu downloaded a real estate app and began to look for a house for rent. Fang Yan took a sip of wine and said, "Lao Liu knows a lot of people, so I'll ask him to help find them." ”

"Good!"

Yuan Yuan took a roast leg of lamb that was still dripping oil and ate it silently. She didn't say a word. Is this going to live together, it's too sudden. The wheels of fate were spinning fast, and she didn't want to stop it.

On Tuesday afternoon, Yuan Yuan went back to the dormitory to blow air conditioning and watch "Chinese Singer", and Fang Yan went to play the piano for Qian Ning's grandfather alone. The sun was scorching the ground, but it was still cool in the courtyard of the military families.

"It's so cool!"

Old man Qian sat in the shade of the tree, nodded, stretched out his crutches, pointed in a few directions in the air, and said, "This place is full of yin qi. Only those who are soldiers can be calm. ”

“……”

Qian Ning slept until the afternoon before getting up, and then ran to his grandfather's yard to listen to Fang Yan play the piano. Her hair grew a little longer, barely tied into a small braid. She was wearing a short denim skirt and a short-sleeved shirt with a thin horizontal checkered, and her spirit was a little dazed. She sat beside her grandfather and listened to Fang Yan play the piano in a daze.

At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, saying goodbye to his grandfather, Qian Ning and Fang Yan walked out of the family courtyard side by side and walked to the bus stop. Along the way, Channing kept asking.

"Who did you play the piano for in Yanjing the other day? I asked my grandfather several times, but he didn't tell me. ”

Fang Yan looked at her with a smile and didn't speak.

"It's still a secret? Why are you making it secret? Isn't that great? I don't want to know. ”

“……”

"Say it, say it. As long as you tell me, I'll let you ......" Channing was halfway through his speech, and realized that he had nothing to give him, so he had to shut up.

Fang Yan asked Qian Ning: "Didn't you say that you went on a trip, how did you come back?" ”

"My classmates and I went up the mountain and played for 3 days. I only came back last night. Qian Ning looked up at the bus stop sign and asked. "You're going to the Nameless Tavern?"

"Yes, go to the tavern first, then go to dinner. ”

"I'll go too. ”

"Okay. ”

As soon as the bus arrived, people waiting for the bus lined up to get on the bus, and several aunts rushed forward. Fang Yan was very scummy in terms of squeezing the car, and he wanted to protect the guitar, so he was quickly squeezed to the back. The carriage was fully air-conditioned, and the station was full of passengers, and Qian Ning and Fang Yan pulled the handrails and shook with the car.

Sometimes, the arms touch lightly and quickly part.

Really close, Channing thought. What to do?

"Dude, you can't pick up this guitar, it's too much of a hindrance. A young man turned back and complained.

"Okay, okay. Fang Yan put the piano bag on the ground.