She looked at the girls walking on the street, they all smiled brightly, but she couldn't laugh, her heart was desolate, she hugged her arms and walked street by street, bridge by bridge, from the east city to the west city, until the sun shadow slanted west, unconsciously walked for several hours, tired and hungry, I felt that if I didn't drink something, I might faint on the road. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly there was a commotion from a shop next to her, Yang Liu looked up, and suddenly felt a little familiar, and only after a closer look did she remember that it was Yeweiyang Bar, and she had been here twice, once to wait for Xiao Yihan here, and once to meet Wu Yue here.

Yang Liu's legs were no longer moving, and she walked in exhausted, and the bar was noisy, and no one noticed her appearance.

She found a corner spot and sat down. I took out my wallet, took out the last 100 yuan bill, and saw that the drink of the guest at the next table was very special, so I said to the waiter who came with me, "Give me the same ...... as them"

The drink was quickly served, and after Yang Liu took a sip, he realized that it was not a drink, but a wine. She had never drunk alcohol before, although she was a little uninhibited on the surface, but she was very traditional in her bones, and she always thought that girls were not very good at drinking.

Yang Liu drank a few sips of that wine with the expression of drinking poisonous wine, and suddenly felt that the taste of this wine was very strange, and she couldn't say it, so she felt that after drinking a sip of wine, her heart was not so irritable. It is no wonder that throughout the ages, literati and writers have loved to use wine to drown their sorrows.

So, before she knew it, she drank half a bottle of wine in shock.

Yang Liu's vision began to blur, but he could still see the figures around him. There are still a lot of people in the hall, but most of them are one-on-one, and there are a few lonely people like her, sitting around scattered, with a piano on the stage, and a woman in white is playing Beethoven's "Moonlight Song".

After the song was played, sporadic applause rang out all around, the woman in white stood up and saluted, and before the applause stopped, a drunken man stood up and said: "Girl, don't fix these foreign things, give me the quintessence of the country "Shajiabang," and then raised a hand and raised the hundred-yuan bill in his hand, "Play it, the money will be yours." ”

Several of the men who were with the middle-aged man let out strange screams, and some whistled. The woman in white was slightly embarrassed, but she still replied with a polite smile: "I'm sorry sir, the melody of the piano may not be suitable for playing that style of tune, sir, should you change the line?" ”

The middle-aged man said arrogantly: "No, I like to listen to this style, we don't understand those foreign things, you can play if you have the ability, and if you don't have the ability, get out, what about the manager?" Call me your manager, boy. ”

After the man made a fuss, the hall suddenly became lively, and the guests led by the middle-aged man followed and coaxed, asking the woman to come to a rock song, and the woman in white stood helplessly on the stage, in a dilemma.

A manager-like man hurriedly walked in, nodding at the middle-aged man and saying something.

The middle-aged man seemed to be deliberately finding fault, ignoring the lobby manager's explanation, and shouted at the woman in white on the stage: "The people who come out to mix are still picky, uncle, I spend money to buy a comfortable, if you don't play this song today, I will smash the signboard of your store." ”

The lobby manager saw that this person was unreasonable, so he had to turn to the stage and plead with the woman: "Since this gentleman asked you to play, you can perfunctory this play, and it has nothing to do with you whether you play well or badly." ”

The woman in white had a face full of anger, her eyes stared straight at the middle-aged man, and the clever manager patted her on the shoulder, as if to suggest that she was a little angry, and walked to the piano attentively, pulled the chair away, and motioned for the woman to start working.

The woman was in a stalemate for a while, and finally reluctantly sat down in front of the piano, and the noisy hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone sat quietly with bated breath, but the woman did not move her fingers for a long time. After the band played the prelude a few times, the piano sounded for a long time, and it began with a stirring sound that made people's eardrums uncomfortable.

The middle-aged man slapped the table and stood up and said, "This is such a broken tune, why is it so ugly?" Do you think there is a memorial service here? ”

The woman's hand shook, and the sound of the piano stopped suddenly. He looked at the man, but did not speak. There was a sudden silence in the hall, most of the people were indifferent on their faces, with a good look on their faces, and there were also a few couples, probably noisy, who got up and left.

Because the seat was close, Yang Liu could clearly see the man's facial expression, he squinted slightly, and said to the woman on the stage with a dark smile: "Do you want to get along with the uncle?" Uncle, it's not that I don't give money, if you come out to sell, you have to sell a good face, don't look like a chaste jade girl, are you worried that I can't afford to give you money or what? ”

As the man spoke, he took out a stack of banknotes from his arms and threw it on the table, the woman in white still didn't say a word, the manager just now was a soft bag, nodded and smiled with a smile, and went to persuade the girl and said: "Auntie, dissipate your anger, we don't have the same knowledge as him, it's a big deal to start all over again." ”

The woman stood stiffly, with tears of humiliation in her big eyes, glaring fiercely at the middle-aged man in front of her, Yang Liu just couldn't see a woman crying, although she was a woman herself, probably because the alcohol volatilized in her body, she stood up at once, walked to the front desk, and completely ignored the horrified eyes of the entire hall.

There was a young man in the band who had a flute in his hand, and she didn't pay attention to snatching it away. Yang Liu raised his flute to the middle-aged man and said, "Don't you just want to listen to that quintessence?" I don't make the piano, but I can make this, then I'll play it to you on the flute, and if you think it's good, let this lady go, what do you say? ”

The middle-aged man didn't seem to expect this halfway Cheng Biting Jin, he was stunned for a moment, and then waved his hand arrogantly and said: "I don't care about any flute or Xiaozi, you just play a good tune for the uncle, and I will be rewarded for the uncle." ”

Yang Liu quietly observed the woman next to her, although she was not outstanding in appearance, but she was born with a tactful charm, with a little indifference in her expression, she took the flute to try the sound first, and gently blew each hole from beginning to end, but did not blow it into a complete tune, a strange cry sounded in the hall, and the middle-aged man opposite showed a look of disdain.

The woman in white looked back blankly and said, "You can't blow, why are you here to make a scene?" ”