singer and bar owner

After Yan Xian watched them leave, he turned around and looked at him deeply, "What did you call me just now?"

Xu Dengdeng took two steps back, looked at the expression on his face, and thought about how hard it was for him to hold his thigh back, and this thigh was too disrespectful to him.

He squeezed out a smile, "Isn't that the guy who bullied me just now? I'm not familiar with Xiping..."

He glanced at Yan Xian cautiously. Yan Xian pinched his cigarette and walked up to him step by step. Xu Dengdeng subconsciously backed up to the big tree in front of the bar. There was a smoke ring, under the dim light, Xu Dengdeng's heart lifted, and under the pressure of the strong smell of cigarettes, his face slowly wrinkled like a bun.

Yan Xian moved a little away from him, and said: "No smoking, no fighting, no tattoos, you look so good, you are not very rock and roll."

Xu Dengdeng was taken aback when he heard what he said, and thought about it carefully, ha, this is blatant discrimination, it's strange to say it, and I also discriminate against rock and roll when I co-authored it.In his eyes, rock and roll is just a symbol of smoking, drinking, and tattoos mixed with violence and blood.

Xu Dengdeng rubbed the painful part of his face, and replied slowly: "Mr. Yan, I will return what you said in the morning, and don't discriminate against anything you don't understand."

Yan Xian looked at him calmly, without making a sound for a long time.

After a while, he sneered, "Boy."

After that, he turned his head and opened the store door and walked in. The singing in the store overflowed instantly, Xu Dengdeng was angry in his heart, what is a brat, does this person think he is always right?

He kicked down the steps angrily, his toes hurt so badly, he hugged his feet and howled for a long time, there were quite a lot of people on the street, he was like a funny monkey, making a fool of himself everywhere, but no one paid for his funny, people She glanced at him with weird eyes, and then hurriedly looked away, lest this person is a drunken lunatic who would spill it on her.

As long as Xu Dengdeng raised his head, he could see He Mingyu and Chu Chuan singing under the light. Their complexion was extraordinarily white under the white light. When they opened their mouths, the singing voice overflowed from the crack of the door along their lips.

I really want to go up and sing, hold my electric guitar, grab the Lime, and enjoy a few minutes of pleasure, that feeling must be much more refreshing than standing at the door soliciting customers.he thought.

This ballad is so sad, it makes me sadder when I listen to it.

In fact, he used to be the lead singer of "Misheng" for a period of time. At that time, the band was just established, and he wrote the first song for the band with enthusiasm, called "Out of Void". Hu Lan looked at it and said This is your song, why don't you sing it.He thought about it, and said: "Okay." He was a little bit excited in his heart. After listening to the song, the rest of the band praised him for writing it well. He also thought he wrote it well, but really When singing in underground passages or bars, people walked by him, but very few people really stopped for his music.

"Why?" He asked Hulan.

Hu Lan rubbed his newly dyed blond hair, "Because the songs you wrote are beyond the scope of everyone's aesthetics. It's not that your songs are not good enough, but there are very few people who can appreciate them."

"You are a piece of jade in the rough, and it is an honor for Misheng to have picked you up."

Hu Lan comforted him like this, and he knew it was comfort, so he picked up the electric guitar and stood beside Hu Lan, willing to make chords for him.

The bar closed at two o'clock in the morning, and he fell asleep squatting by the door at that time. He didn't sleep very well at the station last night, and he was so busy here that he couldn't keep his eyelids open.

"Deng Deng... Deng Deng..."

Someone was calling him, he rubbed his eyes and opened them, then turned around to see that the store was almost empty.

Jasmine looked at him worriedly, "Why did you fall asleep here, let's go to the store to rest for a while."

Jasmine poured him a cup of hot water, he shook his head after drinking it, and managed to regain consciousness. Yan Xian looked at him with his arms crossed, and then Xu Dengdeng rubbed his nose and sneezed.

"Ah, why do people leave all of a sudden, are you going to get off work?"

Jasmine smiled, and leaned on the table to talk to him, "Yes, the store is usually closed at this time, you must be exhausted today."

Xu Dengdeng looked at him, "That's not the case, but is it safe for you, a girl, to go back so late?"

Jasmine pointed to the east direction, "It's okay, it's quite safe, I'm used to it. I don't live in the school, and the rented house is quite close to here."

Xu Dengdeng nodded when he heard the sound, and said a few words to Jasmine.

Yan Xian picked up the coat on the bar with one finger, "Okay, let's go, don't chat anymore."

Xu Dengdeng waved goodbye to Jasmine, turned his head and ran after Yan Xian, and when he came out of the shop abruptly, he couldn't help shrinking his neck from the coolness outside.Yan Xian walked very fast with long legs, and he followed behind like a race.

"Why are you walking so fast...the legs are so long..." he muttered softly.

Yan Xian in front didn't know whether he heard it or not, so he turned his head and glanced at him, and said, "Just hurry up if you have short legs, what are you mumbling about alone?"

It was past two o'clock in the morning, and there were a group of men and women looking at taxis on the corner of the street. Everyone was staring at their mobile phones, stomping their feet and rubbing their hands occasionally, their faces full of exhaustion.He followed Yan Xian through the intersection, and Yan Xian opened the door of the warehouse.

The shock of cold and heat made him sneezed again, Yan Xian cleaned up the room for him, and he plunged into the quilt.

Coming out of the bar would inevitably smell of alcohol, Yan Xian kicked his feet, "Get up and take a shower."

Xu Dengdeng clutched the quilt, nodded indiscriminately, "Okay, I'll go in a while."

Yan Xian had no idea about his "for a while", he frowned and went out, the next morning when no one opened the door, he pushed the door in and found Xu Dengdeng wearing last night's clothes, wrapped in a quilt and lying on his stomach Slept in bed all night.

He lifted the quilt, saw that his face was flushed, and patted Xu Dengdeng's face, "Wake up."

Xu Dengdeng turned his face away, buried his whole head in the quilt, "Um... uncomfortable..."

Yan Xian lifted his quilt, probed his forehead, and found that his forehead was hot, "Wake up, you have a fever."

Xu Dengdeng frowned when he heard the sound, turned over and covered his face with the quilt, "Dad... let me sleep a little longer..."

Yan Xian: "..."

Hu Lan is putting himself in trouble, can he pack it up and throw it out?Yan Xian looked at the bulging caterpillar-like thing on the bed, and rubbed his hair irritably.

Finally he wrapped his clothes and went out to buy a lot of anti-fever medicine and cold medicine and came back.

After boiling the water and bringing it to the other person's bed, he pushed the person on the bed, "Get up and take medicine."

The room was well heated, Xu Dengdeng was covered with a quilt, and his forehead was sweating. A small golden curly hair was sticking wetly to his forehead, wilting like a dog's tail grass with its head drooping, and he flattened his mouth. , patted his head with the palm of his hand, and muttered in a low voice, "It hurts... why does my head hurt so much..."

"What time is it...Dad..."

He turned over, barely opened his eyes, and realized that the person sitting beside his bed was his father. What he saw was a strange and handsome face. After a long time of thinking, he finally remembered that this person was himself. new landlord and owner.

The new landlord shook the medicine in his hand, showing a sinister and malicious smile in Xu Dengdeng's eyes.

"Your father will probably be disappointed when he finds out. My son can't even recognize his voice."

Only then did Xu Dengdeng wake up, the curtains in the room were still tightly covered, and he couldn't tell whether it was day or night, he lifted the quilt and found that he was still wearing the clothes he had returned from the bar, he couldn't help but patted his head, Thinking that he fell asleep like this, he lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, Yan Xian stopped him, "Why go, take the antipyretics first."

"Take a bath," Xu Dengdeng touched his head, thinking it was last night, he just lay on the bed and squinted for a while, he said in a daze, "I just talked about it for a while before going to take a bath...why don't you go back to sleep ..."

After he finished speaking, he took off his coat and the sweater he was wearing inside, and searched for something in his backpack with his bare white and tender arms, "Eh? Where is my little dinosaur pajamas? Why is it gone..."

Yan Xian saw him squatting on the ground with his hips pouted, and turned out all the things in his backpack, but he didn't see his little dinosaur pajamas.

"Huh? Where did you go? Didn't I forget in Tongcheng...my little dinosaur..."

He walked around the room anxiously, muttering in frustration, "Where's my little dinosaur... Where's my little dinosaur... I obviously remember to bring it..."

What the hell is this thing... It was nearly eleven o'clock, feverish, eyes closed, looking for his little dinosaur pajamas in the room, but still very angry when he couldn't find it, squatting at the foot of the bed, grabbing the corner of the quilt and refusing to let go.

Yan Xian walked over and suddenly opened the curtains, lifted him up and threw him on the bed, tucked in the quilt in one go and wrapped him tightly, "Shut up, and be careful to throw you out with a mutter."

The sudden light outside caused Xu Dengdeng to squint his eyes, and frowned uncomfortably, then suddenly realized, and turned to look at him, "How long have I been asleep? Why is it already dawn."

Yan Xian pointed to the simple white alarm clock on his bedside, "Eleven o'clock, morning."

Then he pointed to the pile of medicines on the side of the bed, squinted his eyes, "Take the medicine, let me say it a third time, I will make your little dinosaur never see you again."