[Four Drive Brothers] Reshaping Reality

Chapter 116 Jazz on Ball Street

Zhou Yan was so surprised that she was speechless for a while, she hadn't seen him for many years, Mihaier had grown a lot taller, the little prince who had been protected by everyone had grown into a king who attracted the attention of the crowd, and his eyes were still the same as when he was young So clear, as if favored by time, the innocence has not changed.

Mihail stepped forward to hug Zhou Yan and kissed her on the cheek. Mihail rarely used this kind of etiquette that happens when Germans reunite with their closest friends. After all, his personal etiquette teacher once told him that this This kind of etiquette is often misunderstood as transgression in practice.But Mihaier believed that Zhou Yan would definitely not push him away, just like many years ago, when he asked her, she could always do that for him.

But it was someone else who pushed Michael away.When Mihaier was about to give a face-to-face ceremony, Brett took Mihaier's hand and shook hands with him forcibly: "Long time no see, Mihail."

Zhou Yan stepped aside, and Mihaier saw Brett, who was speaking words of welcome but no joy in his eyes, and chuckled lightly: "What a coincidence you came, Brett."

Zhou Yan saw that the crowd who had been evacuated just now gradually tended to gather. Brett and Mihail, two outstanding people, talked conspicuously under the podium like this, and they were doing a live broadcast for everyone. .Zhou Yan raised her hand weakly: "Why don't we change to a quiet place to catch up on the old days?"

At noon, the small bar outside the campus had not yet reached the real business hours, so the three of them were able to sit in a quiet and dark corner without being disturbed.

Mikhail took a bottle of Flensburg clear beer from the waiter, and with the tip of his thumb he pushed lightly on the edge of the lid, and the cap fell straight to the ground.Seeing Mihaier's skillful opening of the bottle, Zhou Yan began to reflect on herself. Why did she feel that Mihaier was as pure as paper just now? This can only be attributed to the fact that the sun was too bright and she had an illusion.

Mihail watched Brett unscrew the bottle of purified water on the opposite side, and Zhou Yan next to him was stirring a cup of milk tea with a spoon. Mihail said with a smile: "If Hugh is here, the four of us can have a " Beverage Tasting Symposium."

Zhou Yan asked with interest: "What's Hugh Mi's favorite drink?"

Mikhail swung the glass, watching the foam in the liquid gradually being swallowed up: "Rum, with hot chocolate."

"..." Zhou Yan stopped making a sound.

Brett broke the brief silence: "Mihail, are you traveling to the United States this time? I remember that during the third World Cup, Edge and Miller had already taken you around the east and west coasts."

"Of course not." Mihail leaned comfortably on the sofa, "I am here to study in the United States. I think the environment and facilities of your school are very good."

Brett frowned subconsciously: "I remember that there are very prestigious universities in Munich and Würzburg in Bavaria."

Mihaier nodded indifferently: "That's right, it doesn't make much difference to me which university I go to." Mihaier turned to look at Zhou Yan, "Hugh really let me down before, and in the end I also failed to persuade you to study in Germany, so I had no choice but to come to you."

The consistent smile on Zhou Yan's face froze instantly, please Mihail, please don't say such dangerous cold jokes with a calm face at this time.

Zhou Yan forcibly changed the subject: "By the way, Brett, didn't we plan to listen to jazz before? It just so happens that Mihail has a little research on music, so let's go together at night."

"It was such a hasty decision, I'm going to check to see if I can get tickets for three," Brett said.

Mihail said: "If you can't buy a ticket, Ian, let's fly to Vienna's Golden | Color | Hall | to listen to jazz tomorrow. I have a season ticket and can enter at any time."

"..." Zhou Yan swore that she would never take the initiative to make any proposals to two people who were so at odds.

Crescent City is crowded with people, and Bourbon Street is full of music all night long.

When the three of them stood at one of the corners of Bourbon Street, they saw people coming in and out with plastic bottles full of wine, and they all felt a dizzying sense of beauty.Human statues of various shapes were placed at the entrances of many bars on the street. Mikhail looked at the surrounding scene curiously, and was almost hit by a beaded necklace thrown down from upstairs.

Mikhail picked up the necklace that fell at his feet with a puzzled look on his face.Zhou Yan said: "When I searched for the strategy in the afternoon, I saw people on the second floor throwing necklaces down. It seems to be a custom. In short, we should be careful to dodge when we walk." Mihaier nodded and took the necklace in his hand.

Not far away, street performers beat iron buckets to form simple melodies, while others performed Transformers and clowns and distributed balloons.

Brett carefully checked the map in the phone: "To see the performance of the oldest jazz band, we have to go on for about 500 meters."

Mihaier turned his head to Zhou Yan and said in a low voice, "Serious Brett, why is he still so boring?"

Zhou Yan wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so she let Mihaier walk freely while following Brett's clear direction.

There was a man smelling of alcohol, holding a plastic bottle full of wine, and stumbled up to them. The man grabbed Mikhail's shoulder: "Do you have time, let's get to know each other?"

Zhou Yan was at a loss, Brett stepped forward to push the man away, and then Zhou Yan reacted and pulled Mihail away from that area.

Brett followed quickly. He shook off the wine that was accidentally dropped by the unsteady man on the corner of his clothes, with a disgusted and impatient expression on his face.

Seeing Brett like this, Zhou Yan couldn't stand up straight with a smile at Mihail who was still confused and confused: "You are really charming, Mihail, hahaha..." Oh , she forgot to remind Mikhail that Crescent City is the largest | gay | neighborhood in New Orleans.

Although he doesn't know much about American slang and communication methods, Mihail, who is extremely smart, saw the appearance of the two people in front of him and understood the situation just now. He broke down and said, "Oh my God..."

Brett, who had always been unsmiling, also failed at this time: "Okay, let's go. Now it proves that it is safer to go to the destination quickly according to my strategy."

Zhou Yan still couldn't stop laughing as if she had been pressed into the laughter hole. She put Brett on the shoulder: "Okay, I agree, but before that, I apply to buy some food first."

Zhou Yan bought oysters, hamburgers and sandwiches from the restaurant on the street, and under Mihaier's strong request, she overcame the psychological pressure and bought a portion of shark meat.Zhou Yan was not very image-conscious, and on the way to the destination, she opened the packaging bag and ate. Mihaier, led by Zhou Yan, put the food into her mouth gracefully, and pointed at Zhou Yan. Brett.

Zhou Yan shook her head, and whispered to Mihaier: "This guy who pays great attention to his image will never eat such high-calorie food on the street."

Mikhail finished chewing gracefully and said, "So, does he really want to escape from us now?"

Zhou Yan looked at Brett's back, which looked completely indifferent but was actually stiff, and nodded seriously.

Mikhail said happily: "Then, let's go buy another one and continue to eat on the street. I still prefer to listen to the concert with you alone."

……

The quaint wooden house was built facing the wind, and the candlelight in the wooden house was faint. Many people were already coming in and out. The three of them walked into the wooden house and sat on the floor with the crowd on the wooden stairs. The sound of the saxophone was melodious and open.

The corner of Mihail's mouth was raised, and he said almost immediately: "This is the famous jazz song "what a wonderful world" by Louis Armstrong. I really like his improvisational skills and onomatopoeic skills."

Zhou Yan looked up at Brett triumphantly: "I said we should come with Mihail. His understanding of music should be the most among all our players back then."

Brett was noncommittal: "I also really like Armstrong."

Zhou Yan opened her eyes wide: "Have you heard of him too?"

Brett nods: "Yeah. I like his Gemini 8 and Apollo 11."

Mihail turned his head: "Why didn't I know that Louis had these two masterpieces?"

Zhou Yan and Mihaier looked at each other for a while, and they didn't realize it until they searched the phone webpage.Zhou Yan pushed Brett hard, she really lost to this guy who was thinking about going to the moon all the time.

Brett still maintained the original sitting posture, with a chuckle on his face, whatawonderfulday, whatawonderfulworld.

Unknowingly, the time came to the end of the concert. Zhou Yan and Mihaier quickly climbed up to the top of the stairs, Brett followed leisurely, and an old man waved to them hale and hearty.When they walked out of the wooden house, the applause behind them continued for a long time.Not far away, a couple is kissing passionately, the alcohol floats in the air and the intoxication is evaporating, and the notes of the piano are lightly embellished in the ears.This is America, the romance is endless.

The bar block at midnight is full of drunks, even if they miss it, they must go home for safety.Brett grabbed Zhou Yan's back, causing her to turn around with reluctant eyes.Brett looked at the route guidance on the phone, Zhou Yan and Mihaier were discussing the date of coming back next time, another uninvited guest stopped in front of them, Zhou Yan raised her head and saw him looking at Brett didn't move.

Zhou Yan was in a hurry, and she resolutely stood in front of Brett: "He's already got his name, thank you."

Finally got in the taxi, Zhou Yan listened to Mihaier's endless laughter, and asked him again helplessly: "Don't laugh!" For herself, this is simply a humiliation to her appearance, figure and many other aspects.In short, Zhou Yan decided not to go to such a place that hurt her self-esteem again.

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