Showdown, I am the koi of the world of immortality

Tu Nian's body stiffened, could this be seen?

"Or," Bo Qiu didn't give her a chance to explain. He lengthened his tone, narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and raised the corners of his mouth: "You don't like our interruption, and you want to be alone with Chu Qiurong?"

"I -" Tu Nian finally realized that she was being teased. She resisted the urge to curse and said, "I'm going on stage." Before leaving, she pinched Yuwen one by one to express her disdain for her. Dissatisfaction with not being saved.

Yuwen gritted his teeth in pain, and when he looked around again, Tu Nian had already squeezed into the crowd. Just on the other side, the waiter came over with a tray and brought three glasses of wine and an exquisite Western pastry platter.

The corners of Boqiu's mouth were still raised wildly, not because of interest, but because of excitement - was it really her? Has she become such a big girl? But why was she called Tu Nian instead of the one in his memory...

He suppressed his excitement, picked up his glass of wine, and touched it to his lips.

"She... Tu Nian, when did she come?" he asked.

"I've been here for a year." Chu Qiurong replied.

"One year?" Boqiu glanced at him in surprise.

Chu Qiurong put away her phone, picked up the wine glass on the table and shook it: "It's been a year since you left."

"She is you..."

"You can listen and see her changes." Chu Qiurong said.

Yu Wen, who was sitting opposite, was drinking and listening to the two of them playing riddles that he didn't understand. Although he was confused, he didn't intend to ask any more questions.

She came today, firstly to have fun, and secondly to listen to the songs Tu Nian had written recently. It was really unexpected to see Chu Qiurong.

If you don't mention the spoiler just now, today is actually not bad. I ate delicious food and picked up a free drink. Especially the two men in front of me were really eye-catching.

Yuwen Yiyi claimed to be the king of the sea. With her wealth and proud face, she had naturally met many handsome men, but these two in front of her were the best that could only be found. From this, she couldn't help but sigh - as expected, handsome guys always stay with handsome guys.

……

On the other side, Tu Nian, who was about to go on stage, walked to the bar and happened to meet Song Chengming face to face.

"The new song is great." Tu Nian praised sincerely.

Song Chengming smiled and replied: "Looking forward to you."

Tu Nian nodded, put her guitar on her back, picked up the microphone, and walked towards the stage.

What Tu Nian sang at this time was a song she wrote herself.

At that time, she only had more than 2,000 yuan left by her mother before her death. As a minor, she didn't even have a place to work. In order to avoid debts, she had to sleep next to a smelly trash can. After eating the last bit of money in her hand, she had no other choice, so she took the guitar her mother left her and went to perform.

This is the song she wrote herself when she was doing business.

Her songs attracted the crowd as always, and some people struggled to squeeze from the dance floor to the edge of the stage just to send those few roses that he had held for a long time.

After singing the original song, she sang something that everyone liked to hear, about freedom, about love... In short, she seemed to know clearly what everyone liked. No matter whether they were high-end people or low-income people, she could sing it at her fingertips.

Bo Qiu's face showed a rare seriousness. Her voice is more mature and her technique is better than before, but the words in her songs are no longer as moving as before.

"What has she experienced in these years?"

Chu Qiurong looked at Bo Qiu and then at Tu Nian in the stands, feeling a sigh of relief in her heart.

When Yuwen heard what he said one by one, he was suddenly confused: "Mr. Bo, have you known her before?"

Bo Qiu nodded first, then suddenly shook his head. Finally, he smiled sheepishly at Yuwen Yiyi and explained: "I am a music producer. Chu Qiurong mentioned her to me, so I know her, but she doesn't know me."

Upon hearing this, Yuwen jumped up from the sofa excitedly, looked at Boqiu with a blushing face and asked: "Then why are you here this time, for..."

"For her." Boqiu nodded and motioned for her to sit down.

Yuwen thrust her butt back one by one. She touched her hot cheeks in disbelief, then reached out and downed the cup of Passion Coast.

She confirmed to Bo Qiu somewhat incoherently: "You will definitely help her, right?"

Bo Qiu had long since regained his calm demeanor. When he heard her ask this question, he couldn't help but have a bit of a bad smile on his face: "What if, how could I sell her? If I sell, it's still a sell." You make more money."

"Oh! That's definitely not possible." Yuwen Yiyi has always been joking. At this time, she wasn't very angry after hearing Bo Qiu's words. But after thinking about it, she decided to tell her: "By the way, you must never talk to him." She hates it when Ayang makes such a joke. If you just made a joke on her, if it weren't for Boss Chu's sake, Ayang would probably fight you. "

When Boqiu heard this, his eyes lit up again: "Why, does she often fight with others?"

As soon as they talked about gossip, Yuwen became more energetic. She stood up, sat next to Boqiu, and started to say: "That's not it! One time, she..."

At this point, the two began to dig deeper into Tu Nian's past.

……

Finally, it was two o'clock in the morning, and the bar became calm. People walked or carried them out of the house sparsely, leaving only a few lonely and sad young men and women still mumbling in their seats.

Tu Nian, who had come off the stage, had already changed into casual clothes and was leaning against the bar, sipping a cup of Godfather.

Seeing Tu Nian's frequent frowns, the boy bartending scratched his head and whispered: "Sister Tu, would you like to change a drink for you?"

Tu Nian stopped drinking when she heard the sound. Her fingertips rubbed the lipstick mark on the edge of the cup a few times. The look in her eyes as she looked into the cup had an indescribable bitterness.

"Sister Tu..."

"Just mix this cup." Tu Nian raised his head and smiled at him.

After saying that, she took the bag and rummaged for a while, and finally took out a wrinkled dark green note and handed it to him.

When the boy saw the fifty-denomination note, he immediately shook his head and retracted his outstretched hand as if he was electrocuted.

"Take it." Tu Nian passed his hand forward again.

"I can't do it, Sister Tu." The boy looked like he was about to cry and pushed her hand back. "I collected it once yesterday, but I don't dare to collect money from you again today."

"you……"

Just as Tu Nian was about to say something more, he was patted on the shoulder by someone behind him. When he looked back, he saw that it was Chu Qiurong who had returned from making a phone call.

"Don't make it difficult for me, I'm not short of you."

"Boss!" The boy said as if he had received an amnesty.

"Go and clean up. That's it for today." Chu Qiurong said to him.

The boy responded and quickly slipped away. For a moment, Tu Nian and Chu Qiurong were the only two people left at the bar.

Tu Nian lay back holding the cup, still sipping the wine in small sips, making it clear that he didn't want to pay attention to the person next to him.