A man lowered his glass and listened.

A couple stares at the stage, thoughtful.

The lead singer's breath gradually stabilized, and her confidence came back little by little. She smiled at the audience and continued to sing:

If everything has become a cloud of smoke

Can I, turn into silt

Again, taint you

If life, like a cutscene

Oh, let me wake up from a sweet dream again

Nan Xiao stood in the corner of the stage, playing the piano silently, performing perfectly but low-key. He relied on a guitar and suppressed the entire band. The bass occasionally played a few basses, and the drummer was silent, only tapping the rhythm on the beat. They all knew that all other sounds were superfluous at this point, and that just a guitar would be enough.

I want to see you again, even if it's a quick glance and then part

The dim silhouette under the street lamp, the longer and longer the forest path

I wish I could see you again, at least as a joke

The autumn equinox when the leaves fall for the first time in the streets and alleys, we are gradually moving away

In this paragraph, Nan Xiao played extremely softly, as if gently telling a story. It's very simple, it's light, it's smart, it's unrestrained, and it's a lot of its own interpretation. This melody has never appeared in any performance of "Clouds and Smoke", as if flying from the sky, ethereal and free.

A person slowly stood up. More people followed suit. They waved their hands softly in unison, swaying to the beat.

Pedestrians passing by on the street stopped and stared in amazement at the large TV screen hanging outside the bar.

More and more people are coming, and the pedestrian street is clogged.

No one spoke, and I always felt that everything was too beautiful and exquisite, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

Soon came the end of the song:

On the platform, the whistle sounded

Missing is your voice

We carried the past and walked into the crowd

Looking for a place to put yourself......

The singing disappeared, but the piano did not stop. This was followed by a long solo session, which Nan Xiao improvised to play. Unhurried, unhurried, the notes turn into a rushing stream, brighter than the neon lights of an entire street.

The entire bar seems to have been moved to a different plane, the walls disappear, and everything outside the stage is empty. The audience forgot where they were, who they were, and the only thing they could do was to listen quietly and indulge in the gentle surroundings of the music.

Some of the audience began to cry and quietly blocked their faces.

The influence of charismatic is fermenting. In front of it, the human will seems too small. Nanxiao's guitar sound is clean and clear, and it is everywhere. Everyone feels like it's telling their own story, and everyone is reminded of their regretful past. Even the old and sophisticated people have gradually let go of their guards.

More and more people have tears on their faces, and they can't stop it, and they keep flowing down.

The person standing on the street with a white female ticket was embarrassed, walked into the bar, and ordered at least a bottle of beer. While drinking, tears flowed.

Unable to resist, unwilling to resist, he let go of his body and mind, and let tears swell up in his cheeks. The sound of the guitar evokes the hidden past in people's hearts, and emotions surge and fill the heart. People who know, even people who don't know, are willing to lend their shoulders to each other, carrying rolling tears.

In the bar, on the street, countless people trembled and wept.

It's too strong.

Quietly plucking the strings, straight to the heart.

The lead singer girl also cried, crying very sadly. At that moment, it felt like the whole world was raining.

"Jiang Li!"

"Jiang Li! Don't cry! ”

"We love you, don't cry!"

The lead singer girl sat in front of the microphone, unable to cry for a long time, her face full of tears.

In the gentle sound of the guitar, she cried to her heart's content, crying to the hearts of the audience.

She picked up the microphone, sobbed and said, "Thank you, for being with me for a whole year......

Listening to that means is like saying goodbye.

She continued: "Thank you, old Xie, for making me laugh when I'm sad. I remember every bad joke you ever said. ”

The bartender behind the bar raised his hand and shook it in response to her roll call.

"Thank you, Afang, thank you for rehearsing with me. Thank you for taking me home when I was tired. ”

The cool short-haired female drummer responded by beating a gentle drum beat.

The lead singer girl raised her head and looked at the audience under the stage: "Thank you, I know that I have to say goodbye in the end, to be honest, I am preparing to say goodbye to everyone every day, but I have never been ready." I want everyone to have the best happiness in the world, even if I am not a part of your happiness. ”

Nan Xiao played a gentle and mournful minor key as an accompaniment.

The audience went completely crazy. In the sound of the guitar, they shouted hoarsely, and they wanted the lead singer girl to hear, to tell her, you are not alone.

"Don't go, you still have us!"

"We'll support you!"

"Jiang Li! You are the best! Hold on! ”

Someone slapped the table: "Why do you want to fire Jiang Li?" The boss is out! ”

One person raised his arms, and a hundred people responded, and the audience shouted rhythmically: "Boss come out!" The boss is out! ”

The bar owner saw that the situation was not right, and quickly came out to explain. It turned out that it wasn't that he was going to fire Jiang Li, but that the bar couldn't continue to operate, and he was preparing to transfer it recently. The new owner is not satisfied with the current band and intends to terminate the contract.

"It's okay!" Someone shouted, "We still have tonight!" ”

The lead singer girl wiped away her tears and laughed: "Yes, we still have tonight, and music!" ”

Nan Xiao took advantage of the situation to pop out a string of intense and active notes and rushed into the sky. At that moment, it was like the whole world lit up,

"Jiang Li! Gracilaria! Gracilaria! ”

In the tavern, the audience was already boiling. Everyone shouted and cheered for the lead singer girl.

In Nan Xiao's music, the lead singer girl was finally rekindled and showed a brilliant light. It's like a different person, her previous restraint is gone, and the whole person is shining with dazzling starlight.

"Thank you all for making me more exciting."

Next, she became very confident, very relaxed, and performed extremely well on every song. Like a bird that is free from its shackles, it sings freely and flies freely.

The audience shouted fiercely, the atmosphere exploded, and the whole street was blocked.

The next performance was completely devoid of repertoire, and I thought of what to sing. Nan Xiao played freely at will, wantonly inserting all kinds of improvised bars, and the bewitching melody broke out from time to time, like lightning in a thunderstorm, causing bursts of cheers.

The notes jump infinitely, the melodies are intricate and varied.

The people in the bar, the people on the street, everyone seems to have entered another world. A world constructed entirely of musical notes.

It was a very bizarre state. It doesn't matter what Jiang Li sings or what Nan Xiao plays. Beats and alcohol, all you need is this. Unleash yourself to your heart's content, sway to the beat, and forget that there is a tomorrow.

Alcohol rushes in the blood, stimulating the most primitive impulses. Every pluck of the guitar hits the heartbeat.

Most people are drunk.

The rhythm is getting stronger and stronger, and the dynamics are irresistible. People sway to the rhythm, forget everything, and indulge in wanton indulgence. The beating of the heart follows the rhythm of the guitar exactly. They have entered a state of madness, where there is no reason, every cell is carnival, and humanity has entered the most primitive release.

Finally, the spirit broke through all the obstacles, and with the music, exploded!

Fly!

Fly higher!

Every nerve trembled.

It's out of the realm of music, almost like the chanting of bards in the world of swords and magic.

Everyone tensed their bodies, breathing restlessly and desperately, to meet wave after wave of wild onslaught in their souls.

Coming to the apex, there was a violent tremor at the end, and everything exploded in pure white.

The guitar gradually soothed, landed safely, and led everyone back to Earth, back to the bar.

Everyone was tired and felt hollowed out.

It's so cool......

It's so exciting......

Nan Xiao put down his guitar and looked at the people in the audience. Most of them were slumped on the couch in a daze, their eyes blank, and the standard Ge You was lying.

Only one person can hold on. It could be seen that he had also been hollowed out, but he could still stand and walk.

He tried to walk towards Nanxiao, and took out his business card as he walked: "Hello, my name is ...... You can call me Xiao Xuan, I'm an editor, and this is my business card. ”

Nan Xiao took the business card and took a look: the editor in charge of the bicobico music channel. "Oh. Hello. He shook hands amicably, "My name is Nan Xiao." ”

He probably knew what was going on.

Sure enough, Xiao Xuan's first sentence said: "Someone uploaded two songs that you played and sang by yourself in the small town on the Tibetan border." That video was poorly recorded, the angle, the sound effects...... All of them are poor. However, that video dominated the charts on the music channel of station b for a week. Do you know how many video site editors are ordered to travel. I can't live in the inn in that small Tibetan town. It used to be crowded with travelers, but now it is crowded with editors. Everybody's looking for you. ”

The moment he heard the guitar play, Xiao Xuan was about to cry.

Only he knows how these days have passed. After getting off the plane, he rented a car and headed straight for the small Tibetan border town. Unexpectedly, the city was already crowded with peers. People inquiring about the news are everywhere. All sorts of gossip are flying all over the place, and there is little value for it.

Xiao Xuan tried his best and didn't get any valuable information. The mysterious guitar master disappeared early the next morning, taking his beautiful redhead girlfriend with him. No one knows where they came from, how they came, how they left, and where they went.

In those days, the small town on the Tibetan border has been foggy, and people cannot be seen clearly from more than ten meters away.

Someone has heard the dull and majestic sound of an airplane-like engine, which is very distinctive. But no one has ever seen a guitar master drive, so no one can be sure whether it is his car or not, everything is speculation.

After a few days of fruitlessness, Xiao Xuan despaired and left the small city.

Today was his last day in the city. He had already bought a ticket back to the capital tomorrow morning, ready to get drunk tonight, and then lie down on the plane. Whether the editor-in-chief will criticize after he goes back, he doesn't bother to think about it. Love whoever you love, the turtle is afraid of the hammer, let it be.

Unexpectedly, I heard the familiar sound of a guitar in the bar.

He flipped through the video and listened to it I don't know how many times. The first second Nan Xiao plucked the strings, his ears pricked up.

That's him! That's him!

However, to Xiao Xuan's despair, Nan Xiao shook his head: "I don't want to sign a contract." ”