July and August in Xiangjiang are the height of summer, and the temperature at night is still high. The sky is still very bright at night, as it gets dark late in the season, and the sunset is around 8-9 o'clock.

The skyscrapers of Hong Kong Island and the Kowloon Peninsula are still lit up at night, creating a famous night view of the city.

In the summer, evaporation from the ocean and wetlands increases the humidity of the air, which can feel somewhat humid at night. But the sea breeze brings some coolness and makes people feel relatively comfortable.

Li Guocheng came out of his house, did not drive, but walked along the street.

The liveliness of the night market and the different delicacies made him linger, so he bought a little at random and tasted it while walking.

Passing by the street park hosts open-air concerts and fireworks displays, which enliven the city and add to the natural beauty of the night.

Although the temperature is high at night, Li Guocheng, who is in it, feels the vibrant and unique charm of the city.

People on the roadside like to have an endless night in this season, talk about inventory, and enjoy the enjoyment and happiness brought by the exciting night and beautiful scenery together.

It seems that last year's stock market crash and this year's property market have disappeared overnight, and everyone is back on the track of life.

Of course, in places where the street lights can't shine, you can still see some people with cloth bags on their backs, bent over their waists and walking slowly, they don't need to look up, they will know that there is still darkness ahead.

With a sense of novelty, he walked all the way to Kwan's bar, which is located on the bar street in Tsim Sha Tsui.

In the 70s, bar culture was on the rise. Many bars are concentrated in bustling areas such as Tsim Sha Tsui, Causeway Bay, Sai Wan, Wan Chai and Central.

Among them, Tsim Sha Tsui is known as one of the richest areas in Hong Kong, with many high-end bars and trendy nightclubs, attracting a large number of young people.

Causeway Bay was also a popular area, famous for its shopping malls, cinemas and art exhibition plazas, which contributed to the fashion culture of the time.

The bar culture in Sai Wan and Wan Chai has its roots in seafarers and traditional workers, and these areas are dominated by small bars and private clubs.

Central, on the other hand, is the administrative and commercial centre of Hong Kong, with many high-end hotels and top-notch bars.

In the 70s, Tsim Sha Tsui's bar culture was at its peak, with an old-fashioned and charming façade. These bars are usually located on street corners or alleyways, and they don't look too stunning, but they exude a deep charm.

It was now past 9 o'clock, the street lights on both sides were on, and the streets were bustling with young people, shouting and shouting, hooking shoulders and backs, and the streets looked extremely hot.

A large number of beauties, dressed coolly, and some boldly exposed large swaths of snow white. When he met the young man walking on the opposite side, he didn't think he was allowed to whistle, but giggled.

Li Guocheng knew that since these bold girls dared to swagger here, they all had a deep background, so those young people didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

Looking at the bar named Tai Lung Fung in front of him, Li Guocheng knew that this was the bar he would frequent in the future.

From the outside, a wall of dark stone or red brick is plastered with a menu of hyped logos and beautiful lighting.

These bars have neon signs and iconic signs hanging at their entrances, allowing passers-by to tell at a glance which bar it is.

At this time, I saw Brother Kun sitting at the door of the bar chatting with two cool little girls, and his eyes glanced at the pedestrians on the street from time to time.

When he saw Li Guocheng who appeared in front of him, he jumped down.

"Oops, how did you get here, is it a drift?"

Brother Kun pushed the two girls away, walked towards Li Guocheng with a smile, and gave a bear hug well.

"Let's go, let's go in and talk," he said, turning sideways.

Inside, the décor is simple and comfortable, re-emphasizing the depth and magnificence of its character from discrete and subtle lighting.

The long, narrow and slightly cramped space reverberates in soft yet domineering music, making it feel dreamy and cozy. The extremely short tables and chairs are complemented by the tablecloths covered by white sheets.

In the center of the bar is a wooden bar plastered with expensive bottles, and a smiling bartender expertly pours drinks into the glass, tailoring the drinks to the customers in front of them.

At the innermost point there is a small stage 1 meter above the ground, with only simple equipment on it, a small piano, a bass guitar and a set of drums.

In addition, there are some small musical instruments, such as harmonicas and bagpipes, which are used as condiments, and are placed on the small cabinet next to them.

At this time, a girl dressed in fiery red was singing the Cantonese version of Wanwan singer Teresa Teng's "A Thousand Words".

The song depicts the psychological feelings of a "sworn love" lie. The words that have been said and the vows that have been made are basketful, but in the end, all that is left is their own sorrow and sorrow.

Li Guocheng didn't move where he stood, and Brother Kun didn't urge, and stood aside with a smile.

At the end of the song, there were bursts of applause all around. The singer bent down and bowed in thanks, a white complexion, frank and open.

Li Guocheng's feeling is average, and the traces of imitation are too strong.

The singer had already seen the boss standing under the stage, as if he was very serious, and he was smiling. After thanking him, he happily ran down the stairs from the stage.

"Brother Kun, you came to listen to me sing, thank you." I don't know if it's hot or excited, his face is sweaty, and a smell of wind and dust makes Li Guocheng take a step back.

Brother Kun looked at the singer who suddenly appeared in front of him and was stunned for a moment. Then he smiled and said, "Ani, sing well, keep working hard", turned to look at Li Guocheng, "He will be your colleague in the future, you have to take care of him."

Ani glanced at Li Guocheng with slanted eyes, and then looked at Brother Kun enthusiastically, "Don't worry, I will definitely work hard."

Li Guocheng didn't speak, turned around and walked towards the empty table, and Brother Kun hurriedly sat down. The singer who stayed in place did not know where to stay.

Fortunately, a "do it again" made her get out of the embarrassment and turn back to the stage.

A young man in spiritual uniform had already brought two glasses of boiled water and put them in front of the two.

"Thank you, Cuong".

The young man smiled, bent down slightly, and walked away quietly.

"Nice lad".

"It's good, the widow of an old brother, the big name Wen Zhiqiang, has been following me, and now help me watch here. If I am not here in the future, he will arrange it".

"Thanks, Brother Kun".

Maybe it was the influence of the episode just now, the female singer sang even worse, but there was still a burst of cheers around.

At this time, the people of Xiangjiang, who can only sing English songs, are fascinated by the Cantonese songs performed in their own language, which is why they are so tolerant.

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