There is a bar in Houhai

Chapter 135

After the meal, several people left happily. Wen Muye and Xu Haofeng were in charge of delivering Mr. Tian, ​​who was drinking too much. Huo Mingda arranged for a driver to pick him up and Zheng Xiaolong back. Jiang Wenli and Ma Shichun also had assistants to pick them up.

Shen Fang and Qin Mohan were going to go back on foot, and they could stop by the bar to have a look.

The night in Houhai is not peaceful. The bars lined up on both sides of the river are lit up with colorful neon lights, which contrast with the lake water and weeping willows.In the dark red lights of the bar, there are singers singing softly.People with stories are relatively speechless when holding wine, and only use their hearts to perceive the past of life.

Shen Fang and Qin Mohan walked hand in hand, at a leisurely pace, occasionally stopping at the entrance of a small bar, listening to the singers performing in the open air, and applauding a few times at exciting places to show their support.

The singer on 3.JUNE tonight is a newcomer, Shen Fang has never seen it before.The singer is about 28 or [-] years old, wearing an off-white casual T-shirt, with short hair showing his forehead, slightly wrinkled brows, and a slightly thin face, making him look passer-by.This person is very different from the underground bands who used to go to the bars. Those people are often dressed in strange clothes, either with long hair or heavy makeup, so that people can tell at a glance that this is a rock player.And he just sat on the high stool in front of the microphone, holding the guitar in his arms, quietly playing and singing a song "The Lover of the Wandering Singer" by Lao Lang.

"...

I hate that I can't give my lover's life
I hate that I can't bring the melody of happiness
I can only give you a small attic
A window facing north allows you to see the stars

......"

"Fangyuan, who is this newcomer?" Shen Fang and Qin Mohan sat in their exclusive corner.I drank a little too much tonight, Shen Fang ordered a glass of ice water, Qin Mohan was still ill, Shen Fang ordered her a cup of hot milk tea.

"His name is Zhang Lei. He came to the test site the day before yesterday. I think he has a good typhoon, and he feels like the boss. Let him stay and let you take a look."

"The singing is not bad, it's still a lot worse than Shen Fang." Qin Mohan felt that he had never met a bar singer who was better than Shen Fang.

"That's right, Madam Boss, what you said is right." The kind-hearted Fang Yuan followed suit.

Shen Fang didn't refute the compliment of the two, but just smiled.He is still a little confident about his own strength. After all, he can basically compete with professional singers. For amateur singers, there is still a world of difference: "If he intends to stay permanently, I will sign him. Li Xia doesn't know. If you can’t come back, the bar can’t always rely on the singers, this is not a long-term solution.”

"Well, okay." At this moment, Zhang Lei had just finished singing, and Fang Yuan arranged for the waiter to call him over to meet Shen Fang.

Zhang Lei carefully put his guitar in the piano case, and his movements were light as if he was treating his lover. It seems that he likes this guitar very much.

"Zhang Lei, this is the owner of our bar, Boss Shen." Fang Yuan only introduced Shen Fang.

"Boss Shen, hello." Somewhat cautious, he just bowed slightly to Shen Fang.

"Hello, I'm Shen Fang." Shen Fang looked at Zhang Lei carefully again. He was not tall, only about 170 centimeters, and his right foot was a little lame. "Where are you from? Can you tell me?"

Fang Yuan looked at Zhang Lei who was hesitant, and explained: "The bar is going to sign you a long-term contract. In addition to your daily singing fee, there is also a monthly fixed salary, so we need to find out about your origin, background, and family situation."

Shen Fang asked Fang Yuan to bring Zhang Lei a glass of water, and signaled him not to think too much, just treat it as a few people chatting, and don't care too much about signing or not.

"Thank you Boss Shen, Manager Fang." Zhang Lei drank the water that Fang Yuan handed to him in one gulp, as if giving himself a little more courage: "Thank you for your appreciation. I'm from Jinling,..."

Zhang Lei's story is actually very bloody. He used to sing in a bar in Jinling, and the owner of the bar was a good buddy of his.Zhang Lei likes a waiter in a bar, and after chasing him for several years, he agrees to associate with him.But in September last year, he found out that his girlfriend and his buddy went to open a room together. Feeling betrayed, Zhang Lei quarreled with his girlfriend and broke the buddy's head with a wine bottle.He was in a traffic accident while driving home after being very drunk, causing a fracture to his right foot.Finally disheartened, he left that sad place and became a North drifter.

"Am I stupid? Two years ago I saw that they were a little ambiguous. She knew he had a wife and was willing to be with him, but I was just a shield for them." Zhang Lei wanted a glass of wine, Shen Let Fang Yuan give it to him.

"Sometimes drinking can't soothe your sorrows. Isn't there a saying that it's even more worrying to use alcohol to relieve your sorrows. I don't know how you sang before, but your voice is already damaged now. I guess you can't smoke well." No, your lungs have some dark disease, and the noise is very loud when you breathe, if you continue like this, you may not be able to be a resident singer." Shen Fang looked at his yellowed index finger that was smoked, knowing that He should be an experienced smoker.A resident singer is not like a walking singer, who sings a few songs and gets paid to leave. A resident singer needs to sing at least a dozen songs a night. It is also useless.

"Ah, is it so serious?" Zhang Lei didn't pay attention to this problem either. He lives alone in a rented house now, and he is a bit decadent.Usually drinking and smoking are the two things that are the most harmful to the body.If it weren't for the fact that he only earns a living with music as a skill, and that he loves it for many years and can't bear to give up, he will probably continue to be decadent.

"Think about it, if you want to find a more stable place, you have to quit smoking and drinking first."

"Thank you for reminding me, I'll think about it."

"Okay, if you think it over, you can just talk to Fangyuan." After Shen Fang finished speaking, Zhang Lei left. He sang four songs at the bar today, and Fangyuan paid him [-] yuan.

Shen Fang turned to Qin Mohan and said, "Would you like to go up and sing?"

"I won't go up, my throat is still a little uncomfortable, you go up and sing a song. I want to hear you sing." Qin Mohan said.

"The throat is uncomfortable?" Shen Fang tried it on her forehead with his hand, and it didn't feel hot: "It should be the sequelae of a cold. Let's go home first. If you want to hear me sing, I will sing for you when I go back. "Shen Fang saw that the time was approaching ten o'clock, he greeted Fang Yuan, and took Qin Mohan back directly.

Back home, Shen Fang first gave Qin Mohan the medicine prescribed by the doctor, and then put hot water for her to take a good bath. Qin Mohan, who was still sick, felt weak after taking a bath , do not want to move.After Shen Fang reported her to the bed, he lost his mood to sing in the backyard.

"When I returned to Xijiang before the Spring Festival, were you particularly lonely?" Qin Mohan, who was lying in Shen Fang's arms, stroked his face and the scar on his forehead with his hands.

"Why did you remember to ask me about this?" Shen Fang was a little surprised, after all, almost two months had passed.

"Today in the study behind you, I saw the lyrics you wrote, and I felt very uncomfortable." Qin Mohan lay in his arms, thinking of the words on the lyrics, his eyes turned red again.

"You said that song, I was a little lost that day. Especially when I came back, facing this empty yard alone, I felt that the house was very big, so I wrote that song out of feeling." Shen Fang couldn't help I am used to showing my weakness in front of others, especially Qin Mohan.He used to spend holidays alone, and there was no such thing as being alone.But after being with Qin Mohan, he seemed to be much weaker, as if the previous strength was just a disguise, and he suddenly felt the word loneliness.

"I will be with you during the holidays from now on, and I will never let you spend the holidays alone again, and I will not make you feel uncomfortable." Qin Mohan, who was sick, was very weak, just lying quietly on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"Well, I won't let you go. I will follow you wherever you go during the holidays. I will never spend it alone."

"This year we will go to Xijiang to celebrate the new year. I will take you to meet my parents. They also want to meet you." Qin Mohan's parents have basically known about the existence of Shen Fang since the Tomato TV Spring Festival Gala, and they have been worried about her. The distance is too far, it is estimated that they have already killed them.Qin Mohan, who was lying on him and still feeling a little sad, touched some part of his body, his face turned redder, and he spat at him: "Rogue!"

"This is a normal reaction of mine. I have been holding it back for several days." Shen Fang said helplessly in her ear, "Honey, get well soon."

(End of this chapter)