Sometimes, Cheng Yiran would wonder if he had really stepped into that place.
He suddenly went from one place to another, and then directly returned to the original place after leaving … He always felt that it was a bit too unbelievable. So he couldn't help but feel that he was dreaming.
Maybe it was just his spirit that was pulled to that place?
Friday, the afternoon of a workday. It was the afternoon of a special day when people in society were the happiest and the happiest in a year.
After leaving the club, Cheng Yiran strolled alone on the streets of the city.
How should I awaken the ability to continue using this guitar?
What does the song in his heart refer to … Is it referring to the love for rock?
However, he didn't feel that his love for rock had receded. He still hoped that more people could like his music. He asked himself in this aspect, there was no difference from before.
Just like this, the evening turned, and it was after dinner time. Cheng Yiran still didn't return to Zhong Luochen's place.
However, Zhong Luochen gave him a call and asked if he had encountered any problems. His tone didn't seem to care … Maybe he just wanted to know, and simply wanted to know.
So Cheng Yiran didn't know, if he knew that he couldn't use the guitar, what kind of reaction would he have?
It was said that this kind of rich young master was always more ruthless than ordinary people. Because they needed to be more ruthless in order to go further in the world they were in.
Cheng Yiran didn't know when he could awaken this ability again … Or he couldn't awaken this ability — he himself wasn't sure, and he was afraid that he couldn't ask Zhong Luochen to give him enough time.
If he chose to hide it … Probably everyone would choose to do so, right?
After all, hiding it meant that he could continue to enjoy the preferential treatment of the company. That kind of treatment that made other newcomers envious, how could he not feel addicted?
"What the hell … What am I doing?"
Beep —!!!
The sound of a speeding car's horn woke him up. He abruptly turned back to look at the road he had come from. He suddenly didn't know what kind of road he was walking on.
At this time, there was the sound of singing not far away, using the cheap sound system. When the sound reached here, it was already the sound of rustling, rustling.
Someone was singing for a living.
There had always been many people who sang on the streets … for various reasons. Cheng Yiran never looked down on these street performers because he was once one of them.
They always gave him a strange sense of closeness. Right, not too long ago, he seemed to be in the same situation as them.
He suddenly smiled. It was meaningless, or perhaps it was just an instinct … He suddenly didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky.
Although the quality of the voice wasn't good, as she listened, Cheng Yiran heard a familiar voice … This, this was Hong Guan's voice.
He's here … He's nearby!
…
"Uncle, may I ask, do the people who set up the stall come here often?"
"Ah? You mean that young man who plays the guitar and sings? Yes, I've been coming here often recently. This month, I think. "
At the edge of the square, the uncle who was pushing his bicycle and selling candy figurines replied with a smile, "This young man sings quite well … Do you want to buy a candy figurine? It's for the children to play with. "
Cheng Yiran gave a start. He casually picked a candy figurine from the uncle's bicycle, paid the money and walked away without saying anything.
His eyes never left the small stall that sold chargers and mobile phone accessories not far away … Hong Guan was playing the guitar and singing at the same time.
It's not him who touched me, but me who touched him.
After such a long time, your skills still haven't improved … So is your singing.
No one cares about you, and the reward is even more pitiful … Almost nothing?
Who's listening to your singing? Who's listening to your singing? Haven't you … given up?
But.
But … why are you still so happy?
You are singing 'Blue Lotus'.
Do you really … have no worries?
Unconsciously, Cheng Yiran had walked in front of Hong Guan. Hong Guan also naturally saw Cheng Yiran. His fingers that were sweeping the strings slowly slowed down, and finally stopped at one half of the beat.
"Yiran, why are you …" Hong Guan looked up in astonishment.
"Can we talk for a while?" Cheng Yiran sighed.
…
"You … have you eaten yet?"
It wasn't a high-class, convenient or quiet place, but sitting on a small bench behind Hong Guan's stall. Hong Guan seemed to be unable to ask the question, but he forced himself to ask.
Cheng Yiran's eyes were dazzled by the person in front of him … The person who drifted with him to the north, sang with him on the streets of Houhai Bar in Sanlitun of the capital city.
He lowered his head and pinched the stick of the candy figurine, turning it slowly with a wry smile, "We have become strangers."
Hong Guan scratched his head, then raised his head, not knowing how to answer.
"It's Li Zifeng." Cheng Yiran suddenly mentioned this name.
Hong Guan gave a start and also mentioned this name, "Li Zifeng?"
Cheng Yiran pursed his lips, looking at Hong Guan and whispering, "He lied to me and you. The agreement you signed wasn't my idea. I've seen a contract here, and it wasn't yours either. But … "
Cheng Yiran stopped here, laughing at himself, "But I believed him at that time … I'm sorry."
Hong Guan was silent for a while, then patted Cheng Yiran's shoulder, suddenly saying with a smile, "Ziyao should be giving birth in half a month. She has been nagging about why you don't come to see her, saying that you don't recognize her anymore after getting rich. Do you have time to see her? "
"I'm sorry." But Cheng Yiran turned his face, his voice was a bit hoarse, "I, I just need to call you, such a simple action, but I …"
He took a deep breath and sniffled. "But I … I'm thinking … Am I that kind of person?"
Hong Guan thought for a while and said, "When Xiaomeng was still around, you often did stupid things. It's been a few years now, but you still do stupid things … Actually, it hasn't changed. You're just a stupid donkey. I'm used to it."
Cheng Yiran turned around and choked, "F * ck you."
Hong Guan said, "I could have called you, and it was just a small action, but I still did it. Don't you think I'm such a person?"
Cheng Yiran was stunned.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled.
Cheng Yiran sighed and said, "Men."
Hong Guan nodded and said helplessly, "Men."
After sitting for a while.
Cheng Yiran said, "Have you thought of a name for the child?"
Hong Guan shook his head. The weather was a little cold. He rubbed his hands, "Is your hand okay?"
Cheng Yiran looked at his fingers and shook his head, "Fingers are broken. How can it be healed so quickly?"
Hong Guan said regretfully, "It seems that you can't appear on Sunday. It's a pity. But your company won't blame you, right? "
"Not for the time being, but in the future …" Cheng Yiran shook his head and said, "It's hard to say in the future."
"Is it because of the car accident that has a bad impact on your reputation?" Hong Guan asked tentatively.
"It's not about the car accident." Cheng Yiran shook his head, "It's just that there are a lot of things … It's much more complicated than when we were just squatting on the street."
"I see … I really don't know about these big companies." Hong Guan nodded and didn't ask anymore. He believed that Cheng Yiran should be able to handle the problem by himself at this time.
Cheng Yiran stood up at this time and stretched his back.
Hong Guan looked up and asked, "Are you going back?"
"It's getting late. I snuck out, so I have to go back." Cheng Yiran nodded.
"Be careful then," Hong Guan said with a smile.
Cheng Yiran turned around and left. After a few steps, he suddenly stopped, but didn't look back, "Oh right, can you not sell power banks and sing at the same time? It doesn't look professional at all, okay?"
Hong Guan smiled and said to Cheng Yiran's back, "I want to earn money for the milk powder, okay?"
Cheng Yiran didn't say anything. He just raised his hand, which was the rock and roll hand gesture … He suddenly had a different idea.
…
…
After returning to the villa, Cheng Yiran saw Zhong Luochen making dinner for himself. It was a very simple red wine steak.
"Are you eating alone?" Cheng Yiran was the first to speak.
"There's a share for you, but it depends on whether you have eaten before coming back." Zhong Luochen didn't look back as he focused on frying the steak with a pair of tongs.
"You're welcome, I'm not hungry." Cheng Yiran shook his head and suddenly said, "Right, I want to discuss something with you."
"Say it." Zhong Luochen turned the steak over and his hand gently shook the pan.
"On Sunday night, let Hong Guan take my place."
"Hong Guan?" Zhong Luochen's hand movements slowed down for a moment before quickly moving again, "Why … could it be, you feel that you owe him, so you want to compensate him?"
"A little." Cheng Yiran said indifferently, "Also, when he goes on stage, let him use this guitar."
Zhong Luochen turned his head in surprise, "Are you willing?"
Cheng Yiran said indifferently, "Didn't you say that Hong Guan can also use it? But I'm not sure how big the range is when he uses it. I also want to know this … Since I can't move for the time being due to my hand injury, let's do an experiment. As long as I don't disclose the guitar matter to Hong Guan … And I've always been the one playing, others have been affected, so I want to see what will happen if someone else plays it … Do you have any questions? "
"No." Zhong Luochen shook his head, "No. This idea is not bad, it's better for us to dig out the secret of the guitar than to go to the boss and let him take advantage of us. "
Cheng Yiran shrugged his shoulders and casually went upstairs in front of Zhong Luochen … He needed to remain relaxed and calm in front of this man in order to avoid the other's keen sense of touch.
What is the song in my heart … Hong Guan, can you tell me?
And I … .This is the only thing I can do for you.
I know that you have never given up and never left.
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PS1: Thank you 'B.R.-love' friend for yesterday's reward.
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