Chapter 4 The drunken gold fans of Shanghai Tang
The three of them sat for a while, then went downstairs after settling the bill, Shi Shiran walked towards the sixteenth shop wharf, the closer they got to the wharf, the more people who knew Du Yuesheng gradually increased, and someone greeted him from time to time.
'Mr. Xiao Du' seems to be a celebrity in this area, and occasionally there are people called 'Heng Ye', as Du Yuesheng said, Sun Zhiheng seems to be a little famous, and sometimes there are people from tea stalls and wine shops who go to 'Mr. Xiao Du' to stuff something in their hands.
Du Yuesheng is not domineering, but politely greets others, cheering homely, full of affinity, as for the person who worships and calls 'Brother Sheng', it should be Du Yuesheng's direct brother.
Chen Xuan didn't say much, as the two of them walked around the wharf, the prosperity of Shanghai can be reflected from the crowding of sixteen shops, I don't know how many people with dreams of making a fortune have come here, some people have made it to the top, and some people have sent their lives here.
The dock workers carried large bags on their backs and unloaded them from the ship again and again, their sweat dripping to the ground as their bodies walked.
There are all kinds of ships shuttling on the river, including old Chinese-style sailing ships, Western-style ironclad ships emitting black smoke, and even warships flying the flags of various countries rampaging across the river.
Du Yuesheng saw that Chen Xuan's mood was not high, and he knew what he was thinking, so he and his subordinates said a few words, and the three of them left the 16th shop together and headed for the center of the concession.
When I came to the concession, it was already dark, and when I entered the concession, it seemed that I had come to another world, with neon flashes, Western gentlemen in dresses and top hats wearing the staff of civilization, and bewitching girls on their arms, either Westerners or Asians.
It is full of conflicts between modern civilization and oriental traditions, with people carrying sedan chairs and trams whistling by, people with money rat tails, and people dressed fashionably.
Shanghai, this is a magical city!
Come to a Chinese and Western dance hall on Fuzhou Road, it is said to be a dance hall, it is better to say that it is a high-end club, where you can eat, drink and have fun, countless rich people come here after a busy day's work, and want to have a complete relaxation.
Du Yuesheng is obviously a frequent visitor here, and she is familiar with choosing a private room and calling a few good-looking women to accompany her, so a room of people began to drink, play, brag and fart.
At this time, Du Yuesheng also gave up his usual image of being polite and polite, and suddenly became a wanderer, Sun Zhiheng seems to have been to these places, and he seems to be at ease, but Chen Xuan, who has the memory of two lives, looks quite restrained.
With the drunkenness, Chen Xuan gradually let go, hugging left and right, and these ladies also greeted each other, guessing and throwing dice, the same tricks one after another, it may be that Chen Xuan did not experience the joy field in later generations, and he felt that the joy in the early 20th century was not inferior to that of later generations.
After that, the three of them gambled two more and listened to two popular songs on the beach at that time, and then they went back drunk, still not happy, crying wolves all the way, as if they didn't know who they had a fight with halfway, and fled after others called people.
"Huh! What was that? β
Chen Xuan seemed to faintly hear a beautiful piano sound.
"What's the sound, it's clear that you have a problem with your eyes?"
Sun Zhiheng muttered upside down.
"Clearly there is a problem with the ears, eyes? Can the eye see, it, what sound? β
"No, it's the sound of playing the piano, can't it be wrong? It must be a little lady who misses Xuanye, let's take a look. β
Chen Xuan looked for the sound, and the two had no choice but to follow him, passing through a street, the sound of the piano became more and more obvious, and it was clearly the sound of the piano that played out in a two-story building.
Du Yuesheng didn't have time to stop it, Chen Xuan had already pushed the door in, so he had to complain in his heart.
Du Yuesheng is worthy of the test of alcohol, the wind blows on the road, the wine has woken up for most of the time, after seeing this small building clearly, he knows that the owner of this house is definitely not something he can afford to provoke, but he didn't think that this master would push the door directly without saying a word.
In the room, an elegant woman in a black cheongsam was playing, and there were seven or eight other people sitting in the room, old and young, men and women.
That master is good, regardless of the surprised eyes of these people, he found a place to sit down, thanks to him not like he did on the big stage, otherwise Du Yuesheng would have wanted to die, and Sun Zhiheng didn't know where he was dumped, and he didn't see a trace until now.
After listening to the song, Chen Xuan staggered to his feet, made a Western-style salute to the elegant woman, and then said:
"On the way, I was fortunate to hear everyone's superb piano sound, and the kid also knew some piano, so I couldn't help but walk in, and I was surprised by this everyone and all the sages."
It's really rare that this kid can say these words smoothly at this time, Du Yuesheng is also secretly happy in his heart, originally everyone said a few words to say a few words here, and they could say goodbye to the boat, but a young man sneered during the banquet:
"Where did the drunkard come from, Tang suddenly listened to everyone and didn't say anything, and he was still here to talk loudly, do you know what this is? It's called the Western Piano, have you ever seen it, a drunkard? Dare to say yes? β
It's not that this young man doesn't believe Chen Xuan, there are not many pianos introduced into the Manchu Qing Dynasty in this era and they are expensive, and those who have pianos at home are either rich or expensive, and those who can play are even rarer, and today Chen Xuan is just wearing an ordinary gown, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like *** or the rich second generation, the young man was already uncomfortable when he saw the party being disturbed, and when he saw Chen Xuan's boastful talk, he couldn't help but be sarcastic.
If it was Chen Xuan who was in a sober state, he would not be provoked by such low-level words, but now, he was in a state of excitement second only to fragments, how could he stand the provocation of others, it may be because of his personality, even if he was angry, Chen Xuan did not disdain to quarrel with others, and turned back to the woman and said:
"I just listened to everyone's piano sound, and unconsciously evoked some memories, I don't know if I can be lucky enough to borrow everyone's piano, and I can express the blocks in my heart."
"But it's a little girl's honor, just to appreciate the piano skills of the gentleman."
The woman knew that Chen Xuan was vindictive, but no one came to send her down the stairs, if she refused directly, she didn't know what this drunk would do, so she had to agree.
And Du Yuesheng knew that Chen Xuan had been in the church since he was a child, and he had also learned the piano with the old priest Auguste, and he was also angry when he saw the young man's provocation, so he didn't bother to stop it, and as for the rest of the others, there was no reason to stop it.
Chen Xuan sat down, stretched out his hand and tried a few notes, and a string of soothing and pleasant notes jumped out, but it was Richard Clayderman's "Dream Wedding" that Chen Xuan heard in his later life.
And it seemed to work well, the young man seemed to be calmed, and the others were also immersed in the beautiful music, and the woman who played the piano frowned, as if she wanted to remember this song that she had never heard before.
After playing the song, Chen Xuan still couldn't feel happy, thinking of the bright lights and drunken Shanghai Tang, and remembering an English song "Mad Wo" that he heard in later generations
ld", I remember that it seemed to be a song sung by an English band, and after a sad and melancholy prelude, Chen Xuan sang along.
βAll a
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d me a
e familia
faces,wo
out places wo
out faces......β
Singing and singing, Chen Xuan couldn't help but put himself into it, coupled with Chen Xuan's thick and magnetic voice, the infectious power came out at once, and I don't know if the playing and singing style of this era has appeared, but the people on the scene should not have heard it, this time it really calmed the big guy, after singing the song, everyone couldn't help but get up and applaud, Chen Xuan also got up in time and performed a Western salute.
"Today is a big guy, the kid here again to express my heartfelt apologies, especially the lady who played, the kid played another song to this lady, this song was sung by a Chinese gentleman when the kid was overseas, the song is called "Sorrow", I hope this lady will like it."
"When you walk into this happy field, with all the dreams and thoughts on your back, all kinds of makeup on your face, no one remembers what you look like, and you are in the corner of the three rounds of wine, stubbornly singing bitter songsγγγγγγ One cup for freedom, one cup for deathγγγγγγ Well, after dawn always scribbles away, sober people are the most ridiculousγγγγγγ β
Chen Xuan stood up and was about to come to a curtain call, but was surprised to find that there was no repercussion, and he seemed to be drunk and confused to see that the elegant woman in the black cheongsam had burst into tears.
Others are also silent, perhaps not because of the infection of the singing, or maybe not because of the evocative lyrics, but everyone seems to be immersed in a sad atmosphere, unconsciously combined with their own experience.
After a long time, the sparse applause finally rang out, and then converged into neat applause, and our protagonist finally collapsed in the applause.
In a burst of exclamation, Chen Xuan staggered to the ground - this inexplicable person was finally completely broken!