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Late at night, although the street was brightly lit, it was still a cold wind, and Wuuu called people flustered.
The car is warmer, Guo Ziyi and Ding Xiang are sitting in the back seat, waiting for Yang Yi, but I don’t know when to start, the two are alone, it seems a bit embarrassing.
“Cough, this, Sis Ding Xiang! The singer, do you know?” Guo Ziyi suddenly asked, slightly breaking the stiff atmosphere.
“Well, I used to work here and listened to him singing a lot of songs.” Ding Xiang nodded. “Later, he and his girlfriend also came to Big Brother Yang’s shop, so I knew it.”
“Hey, I thought it was the boy you liked, haha, people have a girlfriend at home!” Guo Ziyi said with a flutter, he also topped Ding Xiang with his elbow.
Ding Xiang stunned and pushed Guo Ziyi a little, and pushed him away: “Go and go, don’t move your hands, guess what? His girlfriend is still a counselor at our school.”
There was a slap in the air. Suddenly, the door was opened and Yang Yi came in from the front driver’s seat.
“Big Brother Yang, is everything solved?” Guo Ziyi asked curiously.
“Well, I solved it.” Yang Yi nodded. He raised his hand and looked at his watch. Instead of rushing to start the car, he turned his head and looked at the bar door.
“Then, Lin Mu’an, Big Brother Yang, have you rescued him?”
Yang Yi glanced at him in the rearview mirror and said faintly: “Reassure, no one will be embarrassed.”
“Big Brother Yang, why don’t we leave?” Ding Xiang asked inexplicably.
“Because you won’t drive, I have a drink with Big Brother Yang. I can’t drive while drinking. Have you heard that?” Guo Ziyi teased Ding Xiang.
“Ah? What can I do?” Ding Xiang looked at Guo Ziyi in a stupid way.
“Don’t listen to him nonsense, I will drink something, don’t get in the way. Now wait for alone, just leave!” Yang Yi still looked at the bar door and said no to his head. “But, then, Ding Xiang, you I have to learn to drive. I can come back to the Spring Festival. I will give you a class to study. If there is anything you need to drive in the future, you can help.”
“Okay…” Ding Xiang nodded.
“What class is it? It’s better for me to teach her!” Guo Ziyi said with a smile.
“Who wants you to teach…”
……
It’s so cold this day!
Lin Mu’an came out of the bar and couldn’t help but wrap the windbreaker wrapped around her body, but the cold wind in the night still couldn’t stop pouring into the neck, and the frozen person was as cold as the heart.
He looked back at the bar that was faintly noisy, and his eyes were dark, still carrying his guitar and walking towards the loop.
There was an empty taxi slowly passing by him. In order to attract passengers, he also rang his horn.
Lin Mu’an had some intentions in his heart, but he gently patted the hundreds of dollars he had just smashed into his pocket, hesitated, or went on, and then walked two more streets, you can Take the bus stop home.
Not long after, it was a horn, but it was no longer a taxi, but a big pickup truck with muscles.
When Lin Mu’an was stunned, the window was pressed and the familiar face appeared in front of him: “Go home? Where do you live?”
Lin Mu’an said dumbly: “University City…”
“That’s the way! Come on! Give you a trip!” Yang Yi smiled. “Hey, wait, can you drive?”
“Well, will…”
After a while, Lin Mu’an sat in the driver’s seat and slowly started Tyrant Wolf, while Yang Yi sat in the passenger seat and enjoyed it, followed by Guo Ziyi and Ding Xiang curiously looking at them.
“That, boss, just in the bar, thank you for your help!” Lin Mu’an hasn’t known Yang Yi’s name yet, he whispered.
“Nothing.” Yang Yi underestimated the previous things. “Oh, yes, then, Boss Lei, your bar, isn’t it?”
“No, Brother Lei is still taking care of me.” Lin Mu’an smiled softly. “However, I thought for a long time, and decided not to blame Brother Lei again, so I decided to resign, boss, don’t blame Brother Lei. ”
Yang Yi glanced at Lin Mu’an and knew that he was lying, but Yang Yi didn’t say anything.
Guo Ziyi asked very curiously: “Then you sing a Cantonese song? I see you sang a few songs!”
“I heard that the boss likes to listen to the Cantonese song, so he invited him to sing.” Ding Xiang whispered.
Lin Mu’an curiously glanced at Ding Xiang in the rearview mirror. He didn’t recognize Ding Xiang and explained: “There are two reasons. On the one hand, it is indeed what the girl said. On the other hand, it is also I like the Cantonese song myself, because I am a Guandong person. I have listened to these songs since I was young.”
“Cantonese song market is in Guandong, in Hong Kong, how good is your development back to your hometown?” Guo Ziyi said inexplicably.
“When I graduated, I really wanted to go back to my hometown, but my girlfriend stayed in school as a counselor, so I stayed in Jiangcheng and wanted to be with her,” Lin Mu’an said.
Yang Yi appreciates Lin Mu’an’s words, so he asks: “Your nephew, all aspects of the conditions are still good, why not go to some record company, Management Agency to try?”
“I have tried it many times, but I can’t do it. Maybe it’s because I can sing the Cantonese song?” Lin Mu’an said with a wry smile. He still has a musical dream, but he has touched too many walls.
“What will sing Cantonese songs? You can’t speak Mandarin!” Yang Yi frowned.
“No, I mean, I am best at singing Cantonese songs, so when I try to sing, I basically sing Cantonese songs. Sorry, my mouth is stupid, I don’t know.” Lin Mu’an is a little embarrassed. Said.
“Because you sang the Cantonese song, did they knock you out?” Guo Ziyi didn’t believe it.
“Maybe… because I told them, I want to sing the Cantonese song…” Lin Mu’an said in a hurry. “They let me sing Chinese songs, I can sing, but I don’t like them saying me later. I can only sing Chinese songs, so I don’t want to sing them.”
It’s really a straight boy. Because I don’t want to give up the Cantonese song, I don’t show my ability to speak Chinese in Chinese…
“Hey, how are you so attached to the Cantonese song?” Guo Ziyi asked.
“Because it is really good, don’t look at the current Cantonese song market is no match for the Chinese song market, but once it has also created the glory that Chinese songs can’t match, even the glory of our nation and country, I think When everyone sings Chinese songs, some people still need to insist that they can’t continue to fall!”
Lin Mu’an felt that she was too extreme and quickly explained: “I don’t mean that I must sing Cantonese songs. I also like Chinese songs. I just don’t want to give up the Cantonese songs. It is best to have both. I can also do my little to promote the Cantonese song.”
“Understood, you mean to sing Chinese songs, but there are also a few Cantonese songs in the best music CD! I think so, I also like to listen to the Cantonese song.” Guo Ziyi nodded.
“Well, but I am in Jiangcheng, and even went to Shanghai. I feel that everyone will have some prejudice against the Cantonese song.” Lin Mu’an sighed.
“That’s because they don’t understand, they don’t want to listen.” Guo Ziyi said sharply.
He still seriously advised Lin Mu’an: “I think, your music dreams still have to stick to it. The record company is biased against your ideas. Then you can go to some competitions, play scores, and go back. They talk!”
“What do you insist on dreaming? He has no work now. Is it up to his girlfriend?” Yang Yi suddenly inserted a sentence.
Lin Mu’an, he didn’t know what to say.
Guo Ziyi scratched his head, and his young master thought that dreams and bread sometimes could not be taken care of.
Reality is often the biggest gap in the face of dreams.
Lin Mu’an is also the same, although Ran Jin has always supported him to follow the music path, but Lin Mu’an himself is very upset, because he has never seen hope, he has no way to give Ran Jin the greatest promise…
“Don’t I insist on the idea of the Cantonese song, is it wrong?” Lin Mu’an drove in the car and silenced for a while before he couldn’t help but say.
Guo Ziyi doesn’t know what to say at the moment. He can’t think of it, but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t understand.
“Bring Lin Mu’an’s guitar to me!” Yang Yi suddenly turned and said to Ding Xiang.
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