Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Flowers

Pu Shu sang "The Girl in the Flower House" first, and when he sang "The Train Goes to Winter", Zheng Jun came, with a few literary and artistic young people with long hair fluttering behind him who didn't know how to describe it. In Zhao Danfeng's eyes, it is really a bit non-mainstream, but there is no such concept in these years. So just look at Hu Jing's table xiàn, and turn a blind eye. Indeed, it is to turn a blind eye. There is a lack of everything in the art academy, that is, there is no shortage of literary and artistic young men with long hair and fluttering, and bald young people who think they are unconventional. On the contrary, ordinary young people like Zhao Danfeng are in the minority.

After Pu Shu finished singing, Zheng Jun hugged Pu Shu, and several young people behind him began to debug the instrument. The bar owner ran up to introduce it, tonight is Zheng Jun and No. 43 Baojia Street trying out a new song, singing and playing. When the boss introduced, Pu Shu ran over and sat down, "All good friends, come to have a show today." ”

Zhao Danfeng ignored Pu Shu and pointed to the long-haired man who was adjusting the guitar in the corner, "That's Wang Feng?" ”

"Yes, vocals, great." Pu Shu didn't have many adjectives, and gave a thumbs up very sincerely.

Pu Shu is not a person who talks a lot, he is a little shy, if he didn't sing Zhao Danfeng would definitely see him, otherwise he wouldn't have said hello at the beginning. It's okay to sit here, a little restless, and embarrassed to go. Unlike the other two bosses of the company, Zhao Danfeng didn't go often, so he sent a beautiful girl to stay in the company. I've seen it a few times, and it's beautiful. Later, I found out that this person was still in school, and the little girl was preparing for the college entrance examination.

Not only is the way of working different, but the way it seems to be with people is also different. Song Ke is very serious and rigorous in his work, and he is an academic figure. Gao Xiaosong works according to his mood, when he is in a good mood, he forgets to sleep and eat, and when he is in a bad mood, it is not strange that he can't see anyone for a few days. The person in front of me doesn't talk much, but every sentence is jumpy. In the last sentence, Zheng Jun was still talking to the girl on the left that Zheng Jun sang well, and in the next sentence, he was discussing with the girl on the right whether the previous song imitated Elvis. Pu Shu could hear that Zhao Danfeng was just talking to the two girls very purely, but a few people over there were singing, sorry, this one didn't listen to it much at all.

"When will they finish?" Zhao Danfeng suddenly asked Pu Shu, which made Pu Shu startled. For a long time, I didn't talk to him, but Hu Jing saw that she didn't talk much, so she said a few words to herself.

"There are probably four more." The time for Zhao Danfeng's questioning happened to be when Zheng Jun was resting.

"Do you have a pen and paper, I'll write you a song, and you can go up and sing it." Zhao Danfeng said, Pu Shu reacted quickly, nodded wildly, and took out the score and pen from the bag on the side. I carry this thing with me anytime and anywhere, and when I am inspired, I will write about it.

Zhao Danfeng took the pen, "But I don't know how to staves." ”

Hu Jing, who was looking forward to it, snorted, and her head touched the table, "There is a singer next to you, can you have a stave?" You just need to write a simple score. ”

Yuan Yan also held back a smile, "Write quickly." ”

Zhao Danfeng sighed, his pen was like a god, swishing, in less than two minutes, an ABA structure song was placed in front of Pu Shu, "Go, sing and try, I think it's good, let Song Ke give you an album." ”

Pu Shu was stunned, the album was released, it was really fake, brother, don't lie to me. Of course, I couldn't tell the truth from Zhao Danfeng's face, so I had to pay attention to the thin piece of paper, and after reading only one paragraph, I couldn't wait to run over. It seems to be discussing with Zheng Jun.

It's not a formal performance, who sings or not, and they're all friends, although they have just met, but they are also friends. Zheng Jun gave up the place very casually. Park Shu took the guitar, thought about the arrangement over and over again, and tuned the guitar over and over again.

Hu Jing took Zhao Danfeng's hand, "The emperor is going to make money again, I'm so happy." Zhao Danfeng almost hit his head on the table, and Yuan Yang on the side was also happy, "I think we can organize a spring outing." ”

"That's a good idea." Hu Jing's eyes lit up, and she shook Zhao Danfeng, "Let's go on a spring outing, okay?" ”

"When your next homework changes to report homework, we'll go." Zhao Danfeng used this trick, Hu Jing pursed her mouth and glanced at Zhao Danfeng, her eyes rolled, and she pulled Yuan Yang up again, "My dear, it's up to you whether you can go out for a spring outing." ”

"No problem!" Yuan Yule nodded, Zhao Danfeng patted his head, forgetting that there was still a scholar sitting here.

The sound of the guitar on the other end was slightly different from the prelude to the song I remembered, but I could hear a little déjà vu.

"That laughter reminds me of my flowers. In every corner of my life, quietly open for me. I thought I would always be by her side. Today we are gone, in the sea of people..."

The faint sound of the piano, flowing quietly, tells the story of flowers. Yuan Yu suddenly remembered what Zhao Danfeng had said to him that night. Like the valley branch lily, waiting for admiring eyes, and people looking for her beauty. This is another song about flowers, was it written early in the morning? Yuan Yu didn't believe that it was improvisation, because Zhao Danfeng didn't stop writing the lyrics, and he was still humming silently.

We went our separate ways, were we afraid that I would leave? It must have been a song written before the New Year's Day holiday, Yuan Yang laughed, pulled Zhao Danfeng, and whispered, "It's so good." ”

Zhao Danfeng smiled, "Thank you, concubine." ”

Yuan Yu's face flushed incomprehensibly, and she glanced at Hu Jing secretly, the girl didn't know what she was thinking, and held Zhao Danfeng's hand tightly. Since Zhao Danfeng announced that Hu Jing was his girlfriend, this girl can already call Zhao Danfeng all kinds of nicknames unscrupulously in front of Yuan Xiang, and sometimes she wants to cover her ears when she hears it.

Zhao Danfeng also looked at Hu Jing and gently shook Hu Jing's hand. As if she had woken up from a dream, in an instant, the girl had red eyes, looked at Zhao Danfeng, and said with a little choked, "After three years, will we all stay in Yanjing?" In this way, they will not go their separate ways. ”

"Okay." Zhao Danfeng did not hesitate at all.

Breaking into laughter, Hu Jing pouted and looked at Pu Shu, who was in good spirits after singing, "It's annoying, why are you singing so sadly." ”

"Do you want to sing a song?" Zhao Danfeng picked up the stave book that had just been placed on the table and wrote it again. Hu Jing glanced at Yuan Yu suspiciously, "Honey, do you know how to play the guitar?" ”

"No, it won't." Yuan Yu patted Hu Jing, "It's good to look at the song first." ”

"Yes, anyway, there are singers in this one, I can't sing them, I can't sing them." Hu Jing was happy again.

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