Chapter 196 Bistro Night

Style: Romance Author: Big cat who loves teaWords: 3112Update Time: 24/01/11 09:26:13
"Hahaha, is this such an exaggeration?"

When Jiang Kan heard this, he was surprised at first, and then laughed heartily.

It is a very meaningful thing that his songs can bring joy to others. He can even think of the grand scene of the three-way dance after attracting the third group of aunts, and he can't help but laugh again.

That night, Jiang Kan drove the dark blue four-ring S8L he had just acquired, driving on the city streets with high spirits.

The evening breeze blew in through the open car window, blowing the bangs on Jiang Kan's forehead and blowing away the fatigue on his face.

Tonight, he was invited by Liu Zhiheng to go to the tavern for a gathering.

The two hadn't seen each other for a while, drinking and catching up on old times.

"Hey, Lao Kan~"

As soon as he parked the car, he saw Liu Zhiheng striding over, and the two of them held their shoulders and exchanged pleasantries for a while.

"What a great car, Sihuan S8L. The market price is over 2 million at least, right?"

Liu Zhiheng himself is also a big boss who has bought luxury cars, so he knows a lot about cars, and he could tell the model of Jiang Kan's new car at a glance.

"Haha, I didn't buy it. The spokesperson is from a company. I've been driving this car for a few years, so I think it's a living advertisement for them!"

Speaking of this car, Jiang Kan couldn't help but express his joy at Versailles.

"Haha, Niu Bi, Lao Kan, you are really becoming more and more successful now! Come on, let's have a drink tonight. We won't come back until we get drunk!"

In the tavern at this time, there was a young man Jiang Kan didn't know on the stage, crooning a song he had never heard of. Although the melody was very unfamiliar, he could tell that it was a song of very high quality. It's a good song, the singer's voice is very clear, and the whole pub is immersed in this wonderful range.

In the two- to three-hundred-square-meter tavern, there were probably fifty or sixty customers sitting today.

They may sit alone and drink away their sorrows, or they may gather in twos and threes to chat and brag, exchanging glasses of wine.

There are also young couples who come here specifically to find petty bourgeois sentiments. They sit in dimly lit corners and make love to each other, creating a charming atmosphere.

"Ha, the business here is getting better and better. The business of the bars I just passed by is not as good as yours~"

The two found a quiet booth, where they could just see the performance on the stage without being disturbed by the surrounding customers. It was a good place to get some peace and quiet in the midst of the hustle and bustle.

"Isn't that right? In Chengdu, there are many more people who like to hang out in bars than here. I like this kind of atmosphere. It's much more comfortable than simply doing business..."

Liu Zhiheng is also a person with a story. In the nearly 20 years since graduation, he has endured a lot of hardships and tiredness before he has achieved such a great success.

A company with more than 10,000 people!

It’s awesome just thinking about it!

Jiang Kan clinked the bottles with him and took a sip of beer in a relaxed manner.

But he found that the young man on the stage had been staring at him since he came in.

And when he looked over, he would immediately turn his head away, as if he was shy.

"This singer..."

He pointed in the direction of the stage with his eyes.

"Oh, Xiao Liu, he is a student at a local university. He came to work as a part-study student and found me. After several auditions, I felt that the customers liked him quite a lot, so I arranged for him to stay."

Liu Zhiheng himself took a big sip of beer and said casually.

"Aren't you, a big singer, busy with your own career? I also need someone to sing here, haha~ By the way, Boss Zhou and his Dongyu Band also come here to sing frequently, and they have already regarded our place as their home venue! "

It seems that because they haven't seen each other for a week or two, Liu Zhiheng talked a little more today, and the two chatted and laughed.

After singing a song on the stage, the customers all applauded. The young man sang really well. Even Jiang Kan nodded with satisfaction and clapped slightly.

"Ha, my throat is itchy.

Now, can I go up and sing a song too? "

Seeing that the young man got off the stage and went to the bathroom, Jiang Kan also said to Liu Zhiheng enthusiastically.

"Oh? Would you like to sing one?"

Liu Zhiheng was also surprised. Since Jiang Kan signed the contract as an official singer, he has not invited him to come over to sing. After all, his status is different. Singing casually in a bar would be a bit of a debasement. Besides, he He was also afraid that Jiang Kan's company would have any complaints against him.

"Hey, if you want me to sing a song here, I'm here to cheer you up!"

Jiang Kan stood up, straightened his clothes, and strode onto the stage.

There happened to be several spare guitars placed next to the stage. He picked up the one he had used before, slung it over his shoulders, and sat on the high stool specially designed for the singer.

"Ahem..."

He cleared his throat.

Suddenly, the eyes of the patrons in the bar turned to him.

"Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Kan. Some of your friends may also know me."

He pointed the microphone at himself, then leaned toward it and spoke softly in his "business voice."

"Jiang Kan? Is that the singer who sang "Chengdu" and "Mortal Song"? "

A female customer not far from the audience recognized him, held her face in her hands in disbelief and exclaimed.

Jiang Kan happened to hear her words, turned his head and looked at her with a smile:

"Yes, that's me. Welcome to the tavern. The boss here is my good friend, haha~"

His words aroused the interest of more customers. After confirming that he was really "talking", they immediately took out their mobile phones and pointed their cameras at him, preparing to record this rare scene.

"Okay, without further ado, I will bring you a song called "My Deskmate" for you tonight. I hope you like it."

After all, this song does not require any accompaniment to be prepared in advance. You can sing it with a guitar.

After speaking, he gently plucked the strings.

"Will you remember tomorrow the diary you wrote yesterday?

Will you still miss me tomorrow? You used to cry the most."

The sweet singing voice came from his mouth, accompanied by the melancholy melody of the guitar, and reached the ears of everyone present.

No matter what these people were doing before, they all stopped after hearing this familiar song.

Lonely drinkers, couples whispering and chatting together, drinkers changing glasses...

Everyone fell silent, some holding their mobile phones, or closing their eyes and listening to Jiang Kan's beautiful singing.

It’s strange that even though he is a forty-year-old man, his singing voice is still so clean, so crisp, so euphemistic and melodious, without any of the rough and hoarse feeling that comes from the impression of a middle-aged man.

Resident singer Xiao Liu, who had just finished using the bathroom, also saw this rare scene. His eyes suddenly flashed with admiration. He took out his mobile phone and squatted under the stage, motionless to record his idol's live performance.

"The teachers can't even remember it, so you can't guess the problem.

It was only by chance that I looked through the photos and remembered you as my deskmate."

Jiang Kan looked at the reaction of everyone in the audience and felt great satisfaction in his heart. He leaned his mouth very close to the microphone and sang softly, crying these evocative lyrics. They were sung poignantly and burned deeply into the hearts of the listeners.

In fact, every time he sings this song, he will think of his beautiful but slightly regretful high school life.

If we weren't so dull back then, perhaps at that most youthful and lively age, we could have had a green love that was destined not to succeed, but could still add an unforgettable memory to our youth.

The youth I missed in those years, the beauty I missed in those years.

well……

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes and shook his head bitterly but relievedly.

But not long after, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

More than twenty years have passed,

What's the point of continuing to think about this?

I am actually living a pretty good life these days. So many difficulties in my life have been overcome. Aren’t my days now becoming more and more excessive?

Concentrate on living your life now, singing well, and letting more people experience the charm of songs from the earth. This is what you should focus on in the future!

"Who married you who is sentimental? Who read your diary?

Who tied your long hair up, who made your wedding dress?"

As his mood changed, the melancholy and sadness in Jiang Kan's singing gradually faded away.

Instead, there is a bright and positive color, and the excitement and high spirits brought by regaining confidence in a better life.

The result of this was a beautiful love song of resentment, and he actually sang it with the feeling that they would be showing off their promotion and wealth at a class reunion many years later!

The sensitive listeners also felt this change in the atmosphere, and along with Jiang Kan, their faces showed a smile of relief and relief.

Jiang Kan continued singing with a smile on his face and no longer paid attention to the expressions of everyone in the audience.

Anyway, he didn't come here specifically to sing tonight, it was just because he was in the right mood and wanted to express his feelings through singing.



The past days are gone and I will have my wife

I will also show her photos and tell her about you at the same table.

"

His voice was not particularly loud, but it still came out from the half-closed and half-open door of the tavern.

It spread to the bar street and into the ears of passers-by, attracting them to follow the sound.

It has also spread to the Funan River that rushes day and night under the Jiuyan Bridge. Under the charming moonlight, it flows out far, far away with the rushing river water.