don't call me singer

Chapter 1485 A Cup of Plum Wine

He makes wine, sells wine, pours wine for guests every day, and asks guests a question like she did back then.

Is this wine delicious?

It's just that she sold wine that day to help her husband go to Beijing for the exam.

What is he selling wine for today?
So what if you are full of knowledge and talents?

But it's just that the ink has dried early, and the scroll has been desolate.

Governing the country and the world, nothing can compare to her gentle hometown.

The emperor cherished his talent, but the edict sent by him has been shelved.

But the fancy horse who was the No. [-] scholar in his high school and accompanied him through the streets was already thin and long-haired.

"Frost on the temples

leaning on the door

Plums are turning yellow again

long night sky hate
Akira

The moon night is long..."

Days passed by day by day.

His hair is white, and his temples are like frost.

Couldn't sleep all night, woke up leaning against the door and looking into the distance.

The greengage outside the door has already started to turn yellow.

Another year has passed.

But this long sleepless night, why is it so slow and so long.

In the last paragraph, Hua Minyu sang completely a cappella.

After singing the last six words, she raised her hand, snapped off the mud seal.

In an instant, the sour green plum wine was fragrant all around!
"Wow!" On the stage, the participating singers couldn't help sighing.

The taste was exactly as Hua Minyu said.

Sour, astringent, fragrant!
And Hua Minyu's performance was sound, colorful, and even flavorful!

Hua Minyu raised the wine jar in his hands, raised his head, and poured it into his mouth.

The turbid yellowish liquor poured out, entered Hua Minyu's mouth, and then flowed down her cheeks.

After taking a sip of sour green plum wine, Hua Minyu stared forward with yellow eyes.

He murmured in his mouth: "If there is an afterlife, would you still be willing to..."

Would you like something?
But it's already too low!
Hua Minyu's eyes were red, and she looked ahead, as if in front of her was the girl who made wine from green plums and made it fragrant under the moon.

Then, she heard a voice.

"willing!"

"I am willing!"

"I want to now too!"

"Min Min Min Min! I am willing!"

The audience at the scene shouted desperately.

It seems that he wants to pass on his will to Hua Minyu.

On the stage, the singers of the school song competition also shouted loudly.

I do, I really do.

Modern people have long believed that love is just an embellishment of life, a dispensable process, and a person can live well.

But if there is such a person, such a love, then...

How can I give up?
Even in the backstage, Hua Minyu's little fan girl, Chen Qiuyi, was so excited that tears came out: "Sister Min Min, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, sister Min Min! Senior sister, I love you! Senior sister, I want you! Senior sister, I will accompany you !"

The whole person has fallen into frenzy.

Hua Minyu was awakened by the deafening shouts. She seemed to wake up from the dream just now, and realized that she had drunk alcohol and poured it all over her body. She panicked and wanted to clean up her body , but almost hit the wine jar in his hand.

"Min Min, I'll help you." Wen Xiaowen dragged the wipes and came to Hua Minyu's side, first took her wine jar and put it aside.Then help her clean up.

Hua Minyu was flustered, and embarrassedly said to the stage: "I'm sorry...that..."

What should I say?

A little too dramatic?

But sometimes, that's the power of music.

Moreover, the her just now, that can't be regarded as entering the play.

But it was more like a song that wanted to appear in this world again through her mouth.

Gu Xiaobai sniffed, he understood this feeling all too well.

Sometimes, when he creates a song, when he brings a song to the stage.

The song seemed to have a life of its own and was no longer under his control.

Instead, he was like a puppet for that song.

That song made him cry and he cried, and made him laugh and he laughed.

At this time, it seemed that what he sang was not a song.

But another life, another world.

His Riding the Wind and Waves trilogy, his "Take You Home", and many of his songs were written and sung in this way.

There are very few such excellent songs that can go straight to the hearts of the people.

Moreover, singing such a song is really tiring.

Off the stage, the cheers for Hua Minyu didn't stop.

It lasted for more than a minute.

It wasn't until Hua Minyu bowed to the stage again and again that everyone quieted down.

And everyone's emotions are still immersed in it and can't get out.

Brother An had no choice but to come out to make jokes, liven up the atmosphere, and said, "Well, Sister Min Min, you said before that this jar of wine is for us to drink, so you mean what you say!"

"Ah, of course!" Hua Minyu said.

"Then why did you drink so much first, let me take a look... Ah, there is only a small half left!"

Hua Minyu: "...the wine brewed in this kind of wine jar is not good in the first place! It won't be too full, and it will evaporate..."

"Come on, everyone, share one point, share one point...Staff, do you have a cup? Who will prepare some cups!"

Brother An made arrangements directly, and after a while, the staff ran onto the stage.

"Ah, only paper cups? Plastic paper cups? Plastic paper cups are also fine."

Brother An took the paper cup and said, "I'll pour wine for everyone, do you have any comments? I'll try to be fair!"

"no!"

"We pour it ourselves!"

"I'm going to the lab to get a pipette!"

"There should be at least one measuring cup! There are too many pours!"

Regardless of everyone's objections, Brother An first poured himself a small half cup, and then seriously announced: "This cup is mine, and I will deduct points from anyone who dares to disagree!"

"Shady, shady!" Everyone protested again.

Then you started fighting for me again!
"No, you have too much!"

"It's too much, Riding the Wind and Breaking the Waves Choir should only be able to drink one cup! There are actually nine cups!"

"Is there anyone who doesn't drink? I can do it for you!"

Off the stage, everyone was hungry.

What game is this today?
Why are there throwing handkerchiefs and sharing wine?

"We want to drink too!"

"Sister Min Min, we also want to drink green plum wine!"

"Ah, it's too much! It's too much! Why can I only drink saliva!"

On the Internet, in the live broadcast room, and on the barrage, everyone is complaining.

"I've already gone to the richest man's house to search for green plum wine!"

"I don't know if I can still drink the green plum wine made in spring at my house!"

"I have placed an order, and I can enjoy the same wine with Min Min tomorrow!"

"Where is Min Min's hometown? I want to drink authentic green plum wine! Green plum wine is not authentic!"

On the stage, Gu Xiaobai stretched out his hand, just about to take a cup.

Next to it, Wang Haixia quickly snatched it up.

"No, no, Xiaobai, you are not yet an adult, you can't drink!"

"Yes, if you drank today, there will be a hot search Xiaobai drinking underage tomorrow!"

"Yes, yes, you have to pay attention to the image of your idol!"

"I'll drink it for you, I'm the least burdened by an idol!"

"Why, I'll drink for Xiaobai!"

Gu Xiaobai watched Wang Haixia and Zhou Xianting fight back and forth, while Zhao Mo quietly approached beside him, and sipped lightly on Wang Haixia's cup.

"what!"

Cool!
(End of this chapter)