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It was already past one o'clock when they walked out of Wuhou Temple. They took a taxi and came to Kuanzhai Alley. Xia Haoyang and Tang Wanqi casually walked into a small bar. "I'm exhausted, and I'm also hungry. I want to eat." Tang Wanqi said coquettishly.

"Waiter, first bring a bottle of watermelon juice, iced, and then bring over the menu. Let's order."

After drinking a glass of iced drink, the two of them felt alive. There were no other customers in the store at this time, so the snacks they ordered were served very quickly. The two of them devoured a large plate of pasta and clock. After eating the dumplings, I slowly relaxed my body and began to feel the atmosphere around me.

Tang Wanqi looked around and saw that the entire bar was decorated in a natural and simple style, with many trees and flowers, all real flowers and plants, and many musical instruments could be seen. In fact, music was playing in the bar, but the sound was low. Tang Wanqi closed her eyes and listened quietly for a while, then opened her eyes suddenly: "This, this song is "Start to Forget Now" and it is the interlude of our movie."

Xia Haoyang, who wrote this song, naturally heard the melody of this song a long time ago and nodded to Wanqi.

Tang Wanqi said a little embarrassedly: "It doesn't seem to be the version I sang."

"We probably haven't sold the copyright of this song." Xia Haoyang frowned and said. "Waiter~"

A young girl in her early twenties who was full of youthful energy and wore a high ponytail came out and asked, "What does this gentleman need?"

"Who sang the song you are playing now?" Xia Haoyang asked.

"Oh, you're talking about the song that's being played now, right? I don't know either, but the songs we play are all sung by customers in our bar. As for many of the customers who sing, we don't know them, and I don't know all the songs. I've heard of it." The girl explained.

"The customers sang it themselves. Does your bar have a recording studio?" Xia Haoyang asked curiously.

"We don't have a recording studio, but we have some simple equipment that can record live sounds and then produce them. And it's free. Sir, do you want to sing? It's just that there is no band now, and the band only comes at night." The girl explained with a smile.

"So that's it. Okay, you can give me a glass of soda water with ice, and there's no need to sing." Xia Haoyang said to the girl with a smile.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." The girl smiled and left.

"Haoyang, does this count as infringement?" Tang Wanqi asked gently.

"Generally speaking, if it is not authorized and is used for commercial purposes, it should be considered infringement. But forget it, the focus is not on our song. The focus is on the customer singing it. If a customer sings, it means that the customer If you like this song, it doesn’t make much sense for us to file a copyright infringement lawsuit. I think it doesn’t matter, forget it.” Xia Haoyang said to Tang Wanqi with a smile.

"Yeah." Tang Wanqi picked up the watermelon juice on the table and continued to drink it. From the bottom of her heart, Tang Wanqi didn't want to sue for the so-called infringement.

The two of them quietly listened to the song "Starting to Forget Now" sung by this customer. The next song was another familiar song, "The Reason We Broke Up" by Tara, a sad ballad. The two looked at each other, smiled, and continued to listen. I listened to five or six pieces of music in a row, half of which were songs by Tara, and there were also songs like "Girl with Wings".

"Why are they all slightly sad music? That's Tara's music, and so are other people's songs. Don't their bars like fast-paced dance music?" Tang Wanqi was a little curious.

The little waitress who was watering the flowers at the door heard Tang Wanqi's question, put down the flower watering kettle in her hand, walked into the hall, faced Tang Wanqi with a smile and said, "Today is a special day, at least for our family. explain."

Xia Haoyang and Tang Wanqi looked at each other, but neither spoke.

The girl said calmly: "On April 1938, 4, an elder of our family, Chen Huaimin, who was an air force pilot at the time, died for his country in the war. When the news of his death came back, his fiancée also chose to jump into the sea and die in love. Committed suicide, and today is their engagement anniversary. From then on, every year on this day, our tribe will worship this elder named Chen Huaimin. My brother left the countryside and came here to open a bar, but he will only play on this day every year. Sad music is used to worship and commemorate heroic ancestors.”

Before the girl finished speaking, the emotional Tang Wanqi shed tears and began to cry softly. Xia Haoyang moved the chair near Tang Wanqi, sat down again, and gently patted Tang Wanqi's back with his right hand.

Perhaps to confirm what she said, the young girl searched for Chen Huaimin's encyclopedia information from the Internet, and there was also a photo of him and his fiancée. The man in the photo was young and handsome, not inferior to any star today, but he was in the most beautiful She dedicated her short life to the country at a young age, and the woman beside her was gentle and sweet, no less beautiful than any female star today. However, she was resolute and dedicated her beauty to love at a flowery age.

Seeing the photo, Tang Wanqi cried even more seriously. Xia Haoyang was filled with emotion when he saw such a real person, "There is peace in the world, and I will live up to the Tathagata and live up to you." The man betrayed his fiancée for the sake of the country, but The fiancée chose to go to hell with the man. Such real-life stories can touch people's hearts more than any love story.

The two people who originally planned to visit Du Fu's Thatched Cottage in the afternoon changed their original plan. One afternoon, they both sat in this small bar and listened quietly to music. Tang Wanqi's mood was greatly affected by the real people's deeds she heard today. There was no interest in the afternoon, giving people a feeling of wilting. Xia Haoyang did not comfort her too much and let Tang Wanqi adjust quietly. Xia Haoyang, who was really bored sitting there, stood up and wandered around in the small bar. A trumpet-shaped musical instrument placed in the corner caught his eye. Xia Haoyang stepped forward and picked up the instrument.

This instrument has horns on both sides, and does not have any buttons or hollow spaces. It should be that the small horn blows towards it, and then the sound comes out from the other side. Seeing Xia Haoyang playing with the musical instrument, Tang Wanqi's attention was also caught for a moment. "Haoyang, what is this?"

"I don't know, I've never seen it." Xia Haoyang was still swinging from side to side, and then he tried blowing, and then made an unpleasant sound.

This instrument attracted Tang Wanqi's attention: "The sound it makes is so unpleasant."

"Maybe I don't know how to blow." Xia Haoyang said helplessly.

The girl who was wiping the seat on the side smiled again and said: "This is the sound produced by this instrument. It is a popular instrument in Africa. I heard from my brother that it is used to make noise."

"A musical instrument specialized in making noise?" Tang Wanqi didn't quite understand the reason.

After saying this, Xia Haoyang became clearer, "Then I know, this is the African artifact that appeared in the 2010 World Cup: the Wuwu Zu, right."

The girl smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's the vuvuzela. It was brought back from abroad by a friend of my brother's." After that, she continued to work.

Xia Haoyang smiled and continued to place the instrument in its original position. Seeing that Tang Wanqi's condition seemed to be better, he said to her gently: "Wanqi, why don't we go out for a walk and wander around the Kuanzhai Alley."

"Okay." Tang Wanqi also stood up, holding Xia Haoyang's arm. After regaining their mood, the two of them started talking and laughing again.