Go to a windy place and wait for the wind to come

Chapter 308 Who's Listening, Hu Youyu's Song?
Upon hearing that Zhang Mingyu wanted to rent a small courtyard with wind for a few days, Xu Hongdou and Xie Zhiyao couldn't help but exchanged glances.

"Yes, you are welcome in the courtyard."

Xie Zhiyao thought for a while and agreed.

In the process, he tried his best not to be so reluctant.As Xu Hongdou said, the other party really wants to know the village now, instead of hiding it, it is better to openly let the other party understand it in depth.

"Then I'll go say hello to Mr. Liu."

After getting an affirmative answer, under Zhang Mingyu's sunny smile, there was such a smug feeling.It was as if, he had expected early on that the other party would not refuse his request.

Although the matter is not big, he enjoys the feeling of being in control.

Seeing the spontaneous satisfaction shown by the other party before leaving, Xie Zhiyao froze for a moment, frowned, and said in a deep voice:
"It seems that they also have the intention of hitting a shot if they have dates or not."

Xu Hongdou glanced at Xie Zhiyao in front of him, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.She felt that this appearance was very tiring, as if a very simple matter had become more and more complicated.

But what is the easiest thing to complicate a pure thing?
money.

When the word came to Xu Hongdou's mind, the sparkling gaze in front of her gradually became complicated.

Will Yunmiao Village in the future become vulgar because of the influx of 'money'?
She didn't know the answer, but it felt like she probably would.

What about yourself?

"How many days do you want to stay in the small courtyard?!" Hearing Zhang Mingyuan's final decision, Si Qing was surprised again. The surprise was that the other party was really serious, not joking.

Huang Xinxin, who heard the same news, was surprised, and at the same time set her sights on Mr. Liu and his lover.The two of them understood each other's choice very well, and thanked Xie Zhiyao for helping to provide accommodation.

"Why, I'm not welcome." After Old Liu and the others continued to take pictures, Zhang Mingyuan looked at Si Qing tenderly.

"That's not true." Si Qing pursed his lips.

It's impossible for a sunny, handsome and successful opposite sex to suddenly make such a decision and move in front of her, if she didn't make her eyes shine.

But, she always felt weird.That is, I think that the other party's actions are not simple, and I feel as if I have been used in the process.

Compared with Zhang Mingyu's style, she prefers Jing Chen's sincerity.

One is one, two is two.

As for Zhang Wentao, who said nothing but one thing, at night, he also ushered in his own worries and troubles. Hu Youyu is too unreliable.

He took Adele out of Lao Shangge, stopped a car at the entrance of the hotel, and the two of them came to the location sent by Hu Youyu.

At the beginning, Zhang Wentao thought it was at least a small concert.

In the end, when he came to the scene, he realized that it was an event organized by a group of bands and singers that he had never heard of.

There were quite a few people at the scene, but they were all young people who were dressed in fashion and came on a date.

This makes him, who is wearing khaki pants and a white shirt, and Adele, who is well-dressed, are out of tune with the surrounding people and the environment.

Fortunately, there is a coffee and hot dog stand at the door, and there are a few chairs and tables for people to rest.

The event started at 8:[-] in the evening, and I listened to one or two broken ballads sung at the top of my voice.When Hu Youyu came to the stage and sang two bad songs and then stepped off, Zhang Wentao lost all interest. Instead, Adele looked at the performance on stage with curiosity.

Seeing Hu Youyu coming out from the backstage, he greeted Adele, and then came to a relatively quiet door to wait for her.

Hu Youyu, who was carrying his own guitar, walked over with his head bowed while coughing.His song just now was really bad, the audience didn't react at all, and he himself was very disappointed.

"What's the situation, isn't your own song very nice, why don't you sing?"

Hearing the question of Zhang Wentao, who came here to cheer, Hu Youyu, who was already depressed, let out a long sigh, and patted the other party's shoulder while complaining:

"Forget it, let's go out and have a drink with me."

Zhang Wentao let out a "hmm", and he was the first to walk out of the event site which was transformed from a factory after being pushed.

"Boss, bring me a double condensed Americano." After ordering what he wanted to drink, Hu Youyu looked at Zhang Wentao.

"Ice Americano, thank you."

After Zhang Wentao finished speaking, he scanned the QR code, during which Hu Youyu coughed twice.

"Don't drink coffee if you have a bad throat." Zhang Wentao said with concern.

Hu Youyu waved his hand, forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, it's because they smoked too much when they were backstage just now, and they choked on it."

Nodding his head, Zhang Wentao took the coffee from the stall owner and handed it to him, saying:
"To be honest, the song on the stage just now is really not as good as your song "Wind" and the other one."

"Hey, who's to say it's not." Hearing this sincere comfort, Hu Youyu shrugged his shoulders and teased, "That person won't let me sing, I can only blame the audience for not having good ears."

"Ok?"

As soon as Hu Youyu finished speaking, a drunken voice came from the seat next to him. A woman in a low-cut white thin blouse, white skirt, and slightly curly shawl hair looked up at the two of them with blurred eyes and smiled. road:
"Why is there no ear blessing, you, sing to me."

Zhang Wentao took a look at her after hearing the words. The woman was about the same age as Adele, and she still had a charm, especially the white smear at the low collar and the appearance of holding a wine glass, which was very charming.

After staying for a few seconds, Zhang Wentao withdrew his gaze and said to Hu Youyu, "Let's go, is this over for you?"

"No." Hu Youyu suddenly acted like he had come to his senses, and handed his coffee to Zhang Wentao, beckoning him to hold it for him, and said at the same time:

"As long as there is an audience, my performance will not end!"

"Shit, you're really cheap!" Zhang Wentao slandered in his heart, "I'd rather find excuses for myself, obviously it's just a dog who can't change eating shit."

Hu Youyu didn't care about Zhang Wentao's contemptuous gaze. He cleared his throat a little, walked up to the woman in white, scratched his hair, and showed a handsome smile he thought:
"Sister, do you really want to hear me sing?"

"Sing!"

The woman glanced at the other party and said drunkenly.

After getting the answer, Hu Youyu turned the guitar behind his back without even thinking about it, and after lightly plucking the strings, he opened his mouth very affectionately:

"The evening glow turns the sky red

the sea is facing the wind

how gentle the sunset

The mountain hides in the folds of the clouds

show a dream
Encounter with the stars

That night the wind blows away the ephemeral immortality
and busy day
Close your eyes and find a reason to breathe
Hands that didn't fail."

In front of the noisy booth, with Hu Youyu's clean voice, the crowd gradually gathered, and the guests who were chatting in other chairs also stopped what they were talking about and looked over.

During the last few cheers, Zhang Wentao held the coffee and carefully savored this song that he had never heard the other party sing before.

It seems that the notes of the slow melody and the pure and clean lyrics are the reasons why folk songs move people's hearts.

But at the scene of this event, how could there be dogs barking?

Out of curiosity, Zhang Wentao frowned and looked around, but couldn't find the source of the voice.
"La la la ~ at the end of the world

La la la ~ everything is behind"

　Does anyone remember this song sung by Hu Youyu?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)