Showdown, I am the koi of the world of immortality

Chu Qiurong sat down next to her and tried to take the cup in her hand, but she dodged it and gave him a right eye roll.

"You don't care about Yuwen Yiyi."

Tu Nian was hit seven inches by his words and had to straighten up reluctantly. She squinted at Chu Qiurong with a rather impatient expression: "What are you doing?"

"I found a teacher for you." Chu Qiurong waved to the side.

"Teacher?" Tu Nian looked along his hand in confusion. It turned out to be Yuwen Yiyi and the disciple.

Tu Nian glanced at Chu Qiurong, then at Bo Qiu, who was getting closer, and then said nothing. She lay down again and continued to struggle with the bottom of the glass of wine.

When Bo Qiu arrived, Yuwen Yiyi beside him couldn't hide the joy in his heart and rushed over to hug Tu Nian.

"A-Nian! You finally made it through!" She shouted loudly, with even a hint of crying in her voice. She knew better than anyone how Tu Nian had managed to survive all these years.

Tu Nian's body did not sit upright. She smiled reluctantly. Are you just a slut? She didn't think this man could teach her anything.

Due to Chu Qiurong's face and out of politeness, Tu Nian tilted her head and glanced at Boqiu. She could see that his light brown eyes were filled with admiration for her. In addition, she seemed to have Saw something else.

His light brown eye color was unusual, and Tu Nian looked a little dazed for a moment.

When Bo Qiu saw her staring at him without speaking, he took the initiative and said, "You sing very well."

"Thank you." Tu Nian came to his senses and realized that it was even more impolite to stare at others like this.

"Have you learned it?"

"A little bit, but it was a long time ago." Speaking of this, Tu Nian's expression became a little gloomy.

"You... like singing very much, right?" Bo Qiu hesitated for a while and finally asked what he wanted to know most.

Tu Nian straightened his head when he heard this question. She seemed to think for a while, then gently narrowed her eyes and replied in an almost confiding tone: "I like it."

Her expression made Bo Qiu feel a little dazed. This expression took him back to the time when he first met her almost instantly.

"Then do you want to be a singer? A top singer." He looked into Tu Nian's eyes and spoke slowly, speaking word by word.

Bo Qiu's pleasant voice lingered in Tu Nian's ears. Looking into his light brown eyes, Tu Nian's heart kept beating wildly.

she thinks. The first time she heard her mother singing seriously, she thought about it.

She thought about it so much, for fifteen years, that she finally had the chance to touch the threshold today, but she was too timid to reach out.

Seeing Tu Nian's stunned look, Yuwen shook her gently: "Don't be stunned."

Yuwen was looking at her one by one, and so were Chu Qiurong and Boqiu. Their expressions told her that this was something everyone expected. She really wanted to just agree to study music and fulfill her dream, but...

"I'm sorry, I can't..." Tu Nian finished the sentence almost tremblingly.

She didn't dare to look anyone in the eye. As soon as she finished speaking, she grabbed the bag on the bar and ran out. She ran all the way to the parking lot, got on her motorcycle, and fled.

……

At four o'clock in the morning, Xingxian closed its door. The bar had been cleaned up, and there was no trace of anyone's presence. Even tonight's farce seemed as if it had never happened.

Also missing was Tu Nian's path.

The bar was dark, with only a few retro-style small lights on the bar, illuminating the profiles of the two men.

"...That's probably what happened." After Tu Nian's story was finished, Chu Qiurong drank by himself. There was no cocktail, so brandy would do the trick.

After hearing this, Bo Qiu pondered for a while, and then asked: "She has been able to pay off the debt for so long alone? Then she rejected me just because of the debt?"

"Most likely."

After getting the affirmative answer, Bo Qiu frowned, slapped the table and said, "I'll just give it back to her."

"..."

Seeing that Chu Qiurong was silent, Bo Qiu could guess a little bit: "Can she still accept it?"

"Otherwise, why do you think I didn't help her?" Chu Qiurong said.

"No, she can't go on like this," Bo Qiu had to take a step back and asked, "Her salary..."

Chu Qiurong shook the wine glass and interrupted: "She checked the market price, and including what I deliberately gave, it's twenty-four thousand, no more."

Twenty-four thousand, roughly counting the rent and food, scratching the surface, Tu Nian would be very happy if he could pay back fifty thousand a month. As for paying off the debt, it will take at least five or six years.

"Then what else can I do!" Bo Qiu scratched his head in worry.

"Actually, there is a way," Chu Qiurong poured herself another glass and said, "But it depends on your sincerity."

Bo Qiu's eyes lit up, and it seemed that things were about to turn around.

Sure enough, Chu Qiurong's next few words made him nod his head repeatedly. When he heard the end, his sorrow disappeared, and he was so happy that he couldn't help but punch Chu Qiurong and cursed: "You old fox, have you thought about it a long time ago?"

Chu Qiurong patted the folds on his shoulders that he had hammered out, and said, "I didn't expect to get to this point. If you really want to help her, you should worry more about her character in the future."

Bo Qiu raised his eyebrows and raised his thin lips: "Don't worry." After saying that, he turned around and thought of a small thing again, and asked: "Then I'll get down to business, pick up the guests..."

"No need to talk." Chu Qiurong refused.

"Tsk, tsk, what an old fox..." Boqiu flattened his mouth, took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Please contact...well, yes...Xu's Piano Shop..."

Plan, put it on the agenda.

……

The next day, there were two people lying on Tu Nian's bed as expected.

Tu Nian stayed up all night and was looking at the ceiling wondering what she was thinking, while Yuwen Yiyi beside her was sleeping soundly.

Just as Tu Nian arrived home last night, Yuwen arrived one after another.

In order to get in, Yuwen Yiyi could be said to have lost all the appearance of a rich lady. When the door was closed, she smashed it. When no one answered, she shouted, waking up all the neighbors upstairs and downstairs. When people came over angrily, she cried louder than anyone else, as if she was the one who was wronged.

Tu Nian had no choice but to open the door, apologize to the neighbors, and finally let him in.

It was already very late at that time. Yuwen Yiyi had gotten up early the day before, and had to work hard to have a good time with her. In the end, he didn't know what he was talking about, so he just dozed off and passed away.

She changed Yuwen's clothes one by one, covered him with quilts, and lay next to him, trying to forget everything that happened tonight and have a good sleep, but she didn't feel sleepy at all until dawn.

Her eyes slowly moved from the ceiling to the corner, where a wooden guitar was leaning against.

Compared with the electric guitar she usually uses, this wooden guitar is worn and old, and it seems that it can't even complete a song smoothly. For her who pursues perfection, this is simply not allowed.

But it just stood strong against the wall, just like how strong it was when its mother was alive and refused charity from her mother's family.

"If you were still here, you would have made the same choice."

Tu Nian murmured, although it was already dawn, it seemed that falling asleep was not so difficult after all.