Chapter Thirty-Seven: Singing "Chengdu" in the Tavern

It's night, Nine Eyes Bridge, in Boss Liu's tavern.

Jiang Kan carried his guitar on his back, walked onto the stage amid the cheers and applause of the regular customers, waved politely at everyone, and then cleared his throat.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to bring you a new song, which is also inextricably linked to the city, and I hope you will enjoy it."

The melodious sound of the guitar came from the stage, like a clear and clean stream, meandering through the empty and silent mountain forest.

It wasn't just last night's wine that brought tears to my eyes

What makes me reluctant is not only your tenderness

The song is eloquent and beautiful, like a lyric poem.

The audience, who were still cheering enthusiastically, unconsciously quieted down, tilted their ears, and listened carefully to the melodious singing.

How long is the rest of the road, you hold my hand

What makes me feel embarrassed is the freedom to struggle

Liu Zhiheng sat in his usual seat, staring intently at the stage, holding an open bottle of beer in his hand, but he didn't put it in his mouth for a long time.

His other hand was gently tapping the beat on the table, and little by little, he gradually immersed himself in the rhythm of the song, as if recalling the beautiful youth he experienced when he came to Sichuan Province to study.

Separation is always in September, and memories are the sorrow of longing

The weeping willows of late autumn kissed my forehead

The young men and women in the audience stared blankly at Jiang Kan who was singing on the stage.

Rongcheng, the city where they were born and grew up in Sri Lanka, they are extremely familiar.

Every grass and tree, every street and alley here has been deeply engraved into their minds.

The willows of the Funan River, the red wall of the Wuhou Temple.

The green smoke of Qingyang Palace is curling, and the fragrance of tea in People's Park is wafting.

These are the most memorable and touching memories in this city.

The singing took them to reminisce, to feel, to associate, and let them recall the streets and alleys and corners that they had traveled together over the years.

Take a walk with me on the streets of Chengdu...

Until all the lights go out, it doesn't stay

You'll pull my sleeves, and I'll put my hands in my trouser pockets

Walk to the end of the Nine Eyes Bridge and sit at the door of the tavern

Listening to the familiar place names and thinking back to his former youth, Jiang Kan was also a little confused.

Back then, he and his first girlfriend were like this, holding hands and wandering aimlessly together on the streets of Rongcheng.

Although it was late and I was tired, I couldn't bear this ambiguous atmosphere and happy mood, no one proposed to "go back", and no one thought about letting go of each other's hands.

When you get tired of walking, you can buy a popsicle from a corner shop and sit on a flower stand by the river or on the steps by the roadside.

While feeling each other's company and showing a warm smile, holding hands and looking forward to the future of the two.

Although many years have passed, even the appearance and voice of the other party have gradually been blurred in the torrent of time.

But that feeling is still vaguely remembered, and it will never be forgotten.

He just whispered like that.

The right hand constantly plucks the strings of the guitar and plays the moving notes.

The note was accompanied by his still young and clear singing voice, flowing into the hearts of the audience like a clear spring.

For a while, there was silence in a huge lobby.

No one wants to break the silence of this moment.

Everyone was listening attentively.

Take a walk with me on the streets of Chengdu...

Until all the lights go out, it doesn't stay

You'll pull my sleeves, and I'll put my hands in my trouser pockets

Walk to the end of the Nine Eyes Bridge and walk past the door of the tavern

After singing a song, the aftermath lingers.

After a brief pause, the audience burst into applause that could tear down the roof!

"That's great, uncle!"

"Uncle is awesome, he sang our Rongcheng into it!"

"Nice! This word is absolutely written! ”

"I'm a native of Rongcheng, I like this song so much, uncle, you sang it into my heart!"

"Awesome, forward it to the circle of friends immediately!"

"Sing it again, sing it again!"

……

Because of Liu Zhiheng's good management, and Jiang Kan's several resident singers, they have received a good response and become famous.

So although it has not been open for a few days, the business of the tavern is quite hot.

Compared to tonight, there were almost seventy or eighty people sitting in the audience.

He is a young man, he loves to be lively, and he is full of energy.

I just drank a little wine at this time, and it was the time to be in high spirits.

Then I met Jiang Kan who sang "Chengdu", and this passion that was about to be ignited happened to have a place to vent.

The loud applause and cheers of the guests passed through the walls of the soundproofed bar and onto the street outside.

Many of the people who happened to pass by were startled by the sudden roar, and then poked their heads in like curious little animals, and never went out again.

"Dude, what's going on, such a big move?"

As soon as the young man with a fashionable short hairstyle and a small watch with a large gold chain walked through the door, he found that it was already crowded inside, so he asked curiously to the fat man dressed in hip-hop in front of him.

"I don't know, I just squeezed in, it seems that the person in front of me said that a professional singer came and sang a song about our Rongcheng!"

The fat man was also emotional, desperately waving his fat hands to squeeze some in, but unfortunately there were too many people inside, and no matter how strong he was, he couldn't squeeze in.

Looking at the scene of Metro Line 1 in front of him, the young man couldn't help but sigh in surprise.

Then, he heard what seemed to be the sound of a guitar playing inside.

The crowd of people seemed to have pressed the mute button, and the noise that was boiling in a few seconds disappeared in an instant.

A clear and melodious singing voice followed, drifting into his ears.

"Yo? Not bad! ”

The young man's ears were pricked up, his eyes rolled, and he quickly found a hole and got in, got close to the front row, and then raised his mobile phone and slapped it in the direction of the stage.

In the lobby, directly in front of the stage, is a small circle with a diameter of one meter formed by several security guards.

In the small circle, there is a photographer who is engrossed in on-site shooting, and Jiang Kan's performances are included in the camera one by one.

"Boss Liu, you are so blessed to have such a wonderful friend. It seems that this tavern of yours is going to be a big name for itself from today. ”

Zhang Lingling sat at Liu Zhiheng's table, holding a glass of Cuba Liberty and sipping it softly, while chatting with him in a whisper.

"I've already had two or three groups of people contact me before, asking me to help introduce Brother Kan to their company."

Boss Liu watched intently at the dazzling performance of his old classmates on the stage, and raised his head proudly.

"Brother Kan is such an excellent person, if it weren't for the fact that there is no entertainment in my own business, I would have invited him a long time ago."

"It's still Miss Zhang's discerning talent, and she has such courage to come to Rongcheng and sign him under pressure. I feel that maybe many years later, I will feel very happy for this signing......"