Chapter 500: Blue Lotus
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Trafford’s Trading Club
- White Jade Of Sunset Mountain
- 1807 characters
- 2021-01-29 01:25:37
Chapter 500, Blue Lotus
Sometimes, Cheng Yiran would think if he really went to that place.
Suddenly going from one place to the place, after leaving, I went back directly to the original place... I always felt a little too ridiculous. So that he can't help but feel a dream.
Maybe just your own spirit has been pulled into that place?
On Fridays, on the afternoon of the working day, the social people are happy for the most part of the year and the most frequent of the special day of the afternoon.
After leaving the club, Cheng Yiran walked alone on the streets of the city.
How should I wake up my ability to continue using this guitar?
What does the song in the heart mean... Does it mean love for rock?
However, he does not feel that his love for rock has retreated. He still hopes that more people will like his music. He asks this aspect, and there is no difference in the past.
In this way, I turned around and turned to the time after dinner, and Cheng Yiran still did not return to the place where the clock fell.
But Zhong Dingchen called him and asked him if he had encountered something. The tone that doesn't care much... maybe just want to know, just know.
Therefore, Cheng Yiran is not sure. If he is told that he can't use the guitar, what kind of reaction will he have?
I heard that this kind of noble son is always more ruthless than ordinary people. Because they need to be ruthless, they can go further in the world where they are.
Cheng Yiran didn't know when he could wake up again... or couldn't wake up to this ability—he couldn't be sure of himself, and I'm afraid he couldn't ask for the time to give him enough time.
Choose to squat... Probably everyone will choose this way?
After all, squatting means that you can continue to enjoy the company's preferential treatment. The same kind of newcomer, but with the treatment of other newcomers, how can it not make people feel addicted?
"What the am I... doing?"
Hey -! ! !
The car horn roared and woke him up. He suddenly looked back and looked back. He suddenly didn't know what way he was going.
Not far from this time, the sound of singing was heard. The cheap sound was used. The sound came here. It was already the sound of rustling and rustling.
Someone is selling it.
There have been many people who sing on the streets... for a variety of reasons. Cheng Yiran never looked down on those who sang on the streets because he himself was once part of these people.
They can always give him a wonderful sense of intimacy - yes, not long ago, he seems to be no different from their situation.
He suddenly smiled, meaningless, maybe just an instinct... He suddenly didn't know if he was lucky or unfortunate.
However, although the sound quality is not good, but listening and listening, Cheng Yiran heard what he is familiar with... This is the voice of Hong Guan.
He is here...just around here!
......
"Uncle, may I ask, is there a person who is standing there, often come?"
"Ah? You said the guy who played the guitar singing? Yes, I have been here recently, this month."
On the edge of the square, the big man who sold the little sugar on the edge of the square smiled and replied: "This guy is very nice to sing... Do you want to buy a sugar man? Go back to the child to play."
Cheng Yiran stunned and picked a sugar man from the uncle's car. He gave the money and said nothing to go away.
His eyes never left the small stall selling chargers and mobile phone accessories not far away... The Hongguan who is singing while playing on the booth.
Not that he met me, but I met him.
For such a long time, the technology has not improved.
No one cares, the money is even less pitiful... almost no?
Who are you singing? Who is listening to you singing? You are not... have you given up?
But ah.
But... why are you still so happy?
Singing is "Blue Lotus."
Are you really...no worries?
Unconsciously, Cheng Yiran had already reached the front of Hong Guan. Hong Guan also naturally saw Cheng Yiran. His fingers that were sweeping the strings slowly slowly slowed down and finally stopped at a certain one-half. on.
"Yes, how are you..." Hong Guan looked up in vain.
"Can you talk?" Cheng Yiran sighed.
......
"You... have you ever eaten?"
Not in a high-level or convenient place, or in a quiet place, but sitting on the small bench behind the booth at the Hongguan booth. The Hongguan seems to have some questions, but he has uttered a scalp. Come.
Cheng Yiran looked at the flower, and spent the person in front of him... This drifted with him, together with Sanlitun in the capital, and the people who sang together on the streets of Houhai Bar.
He lowered his head and held the stick of the little sugar man on his hand, slowly turning, and smiled bitterly: "We, it has become so strange."
Hong Guan scratched his head and then looked up. I don't know how to pick it up.
"It is Li Zifeng." Cheng Yiran suddenly mentioned the name.
Hong Guanyi, also mentioned the name: "Li Zifeng?"
Cheng Yiran grinned and watched Hong Guan whisper: "He lied to me and lied to you. The agreement you signed is not what I meant. I have seen a contract here, and it is not what you mean. .but……"
Cheng Yiran stopped here and laughed at himself. "But I believed at the time... I am sorry."
Hong Guan was silent for a while, then took a shot on the shoulder of the shot, and suddenly smiled and said: "Zi Yao should be born in this half a month, she has been squatting, why don't you come to see her, say if you are rich? I don’t recognize people. Do you have time to meet?"
"I'm sorry." But Cheng Yiran turned his face and his voice was hoarse. "I obviously know that just calling you a phone is obviously a simple little trick, but I..."
He took a deep breath and took a nap. "But I, I am thinking... I should not be such a person?"
Hong Guan thought for a moment: "When the little dream was still there, you often stupid. Now it has been a few years now, it will still be stupid... In fact, it has not changed. I am used to it.
Cheng Yiran turned around and said with a slight sigh: "Go to your uncle."
Hong Guan said: "I can also call you a phone call. It is also a small gesture, but I do the same. Do you say that I am also such a person?"
Cheng Yiran is a glimpse.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Cheng Yiran sighed and said: "Man."
Hong Guan nodded and said helplessly: "Man."
Sit for a while.
Cheng Yiran said: "Is the child's name thought better?"
Hong Guan shook his head. The weather was a bit cold, and he licked his hand. "Your hand, don't worry?"
Cheng Yiran looked at his finger and shook his head. "Fracture of the finger, how can it be so fast?"
Hong Guan said with regret: "It seems that you have no way to play on Sunday, it is a pity. However, your company should not blame you?"
"For the time being, no later..." Cheng Yiran shook his head and said: "In the future, it is difficult to say."
"Is it because of the crash, does it affect your reputation?" Hong Guan asked tentatively.
"There is nothing wrong with the car." Cheng Yiran shook his head. "There are just a lot of things... complicated, more complicated than when we used to be on the street."
"This way... I really don't understand the things of these big companies." Hong Guan nodded and no longer asked. He believed that Cheng Yiran should be able to handle the problem himself.
Cheng Yiran stood up at this time and forced himself to wear a lazy waist.
Hong Guan looked up and asked: "Are you going back?"
"Time is not early, I slipped out, I have to go back." Cheng Yiran nodded.
"Then you be careful." Hong Guan smiled and smiled.
Cheng Yiran also turned and left, only a few steps, he suddenly stopped, but did not look back: "Right, can you not sell the charging treasure while selling, so it is not professional at all?"
Hong Guan smiled and yelled at Cheng Yiran's back: "I want to make milk powder money?"
Cheng Yiran did not speak, just raised his hand, it was a rock and roll gesture... He suddenly had other ideas.
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When I returned to the villa, Cheng Yiran saw that Zhong Dingchen was making dinner for himself, a very simple wine steak.
Is one person to eat?
Cheng Yiran first said.
"There is a copy of you, but it depends on whether you have eaten before you come back." The clock did not turn back, and concentrated on the steak with a clip.
"You're welcome, I'm not hungry." Cheng Yiran shook his head, but suddenly said: "Right, discuss something with you."
"Let's talk." The clock fell over the side of the steak, and the palms gently shook the pan.
"On Sunday night, let Hong Guan replace me."
"Hong Guan?" The movement of the clock fell a bit slower, and then quickly moved again. "Why... Do you feel that you owe him, so I plan to compensate?"
"A little bit." Cheng Yiran is not salty and not rude: "In addition, when he is on the court, give this guitar to him."
It’s only a sudden turn of the clock,
Are you willing?
Cheng Yiran said indifferently: "You are not saying that Hong Guan can use it? But it is not sure how much he uses when he uses it. I also want to know this... Since I can’t move my hand temporarily, then do it. I have tried a few experiments. As long as I don’t disclose the things that I know about the guitar in Hongguan... and I’ve been playing for a long time, others have been affected, so I want to see if I’m going to play when someone else is playing...you Any questions?"
"No." Zhong Chen dusted and shook his head. "No. This idea is not bad. We have to dig the secrets of the guitar ourselves. It is better to give him a cheaper than the boss."
Cheng Yiran shrugged his shoulders and went upstairs as easily as he could in the dust of the clock... He needed to be relaxed and calm in front of this man before he could hide the keen sense of the other.
What is the song in my heart... Hong Guan, can you tell me?
And I... only this thing, can do it for you.
I know that you never gave up and never left.
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PS1: Thanks to the friend of ‘B.R--love’ for yesterday’s head and the rudder.
PS2: I feel that I don't feel uncomfortable with PS2... So, the next chapter, before twelve o'clock (far)
(End of this chapter)