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Chapter 20 The furthest distance in the world

Chapter 20 The furthest distance in the world
The second brother Pan and Wei Ping on the side also joined the "condemnation army", constantly beating the side drums and cheering, Zheng Tongzi became more and more angry, and finally almost tore up the indictment he had just written.

If Director Niu hadn't come back from the outside, Zheng Tongzi would probably be able to spray until he got off work in the afternoon.

There is not much work today, Wang Chuan is thinking about the performance at night, and he is thinking about what songs to sing at night when he is resting.He didn't bring his guitar. He had asked the bar to borrow the guitar he had used in the audition before, and Sister Hong agreed.

It takes about half an hour to drive from the law firm to Houhai Bar Street, if there is no traffic jam.But if you take the subway, it will take nearly one hour, two, three, and 10 minutes.

After calculating the time, Wang Chuan bought a pancake on the side of the road after get off work and went straight to the subway station.After rushing all the way, when I arrived at the "Smoke of the Past" bar, it was 10, [-] minutes to [-]:[-].

Although it's not yet business hours, the bar has already started to fill up one after another, and most of the customers who come to "Smoke of the Past" are young and middle-aged people who follow the culture.It's okay after get off work, and three or five friends come to the bar to drink, chat and relieve the pressure of work.

"Everyone, the singer who will sing for you today is a newcomer. Please support me a lot, and please welcome Wang Chuan!" After Sister Hong finished her introduction, she handed the microphone to Wang Chuan, who was already sitting on the wooden bench in front of her, holding a guitar.

"Ye FengRin looked back at the past alone, it was me who was full of anger in the past..."

When the prelude to "Silence is Golden" sounded, the people sitting in the bar drinking and chatting didn't feel much, but after the prelude, when Wang Chuan sang, many people turned their heads to look at him in unison.

With Leslie Cheung's appearance, melancholy eyes, standard Cantonese pronunciation, and magnetic voice, many customers involuntarily stopped talking and hummed softly.

Wang Chuan's Cantonese level is limited, and he can only use it in singing. He learned it after studying tapes for more than half a year.

After the song, I don't know who took the lead in applauding, and then everyone present gave their applause and praise without hesitation.

Wang Chuan smiled, stood up and bowed to the audience.He knows that this job can be done, and the parents of food and clothing approve it!

Sister Hong, who was drinking a cocktail alone under the stage, toasted Wang Chuan to express her congratulations.

Hurrying over, Fatty, who happened to hear Wang Chuan finish singing the last line as soon as he entered the door, also showed a gratified smile.Reaching out to touch the sweat on his head, he waved to Wang Chuan, and he found a place to sit down.

Today is the first day for a good buddy to be on stage, so he has to come to support him no matter what.

Wang Chuan stepped off the stage, took the mineral water handed by Hongjie, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Xie Hong for giving me a chance."

Next, Wang Chuan sang nine old songs such as Jiang Yuheng's "Looking Back Again". Most people in the bar were immersed in their memories, chatting in low voice while sipping wine in glasses, while listening to Wang Chuan's singing, enjoying this A wonderful moment.

When the bar closed, Sister Hong invited everyone to have supper, and Wang Chuan and Fatty were also invited. After a meal, everyone has changed from new friends to old buddies who hang shoulders together.

It was past three in the morning when I got home.Wang Chuan didn't care about washing his head and fell asleep. In fact, he didn't have the habit of brushing his teeth and washing his face at night. Most of the time he soaked his feet.

In the early morning of the next day, after the alarm on the bedside phone rang twice, Wang Chuan suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed the phone.

"Fuck! Fuck... Fuck!" An eight and two zeros appeared on the Nokia 3210 screen, and Wang Chuan's eyes widened: "It's broken! It's broken!...We're going to be late!"

He grabbed the cheap trousers and shirt sweater on the suitcase next to the bed, put them on as quickly as possible, didn't care about brushing his teeth, touched his face with cold water, grabbed the cotton jacket and briefcase and ran outside.

The subway in the imperial capital was at its most crowded after [-] o'clock. Wang Chuan, who went to work at [-] o'clock, ran desperately to the subway line [-], but there were too many people in front of him.

After anxiously queuing for two subways, when the third subway opened, two or three people inside just came out. Seeing that there was a gap to sneak in, people waiting in line outside rushed in like a swarm.

"Hi! Slow down! Slow down! I want to get off... let me get off..." A muscular man in his 30s was holding a briefcase in one hand and a plastic bag in the other. Bao and Yonghe Soymilk), desperately squeezed under the car.

When he heard the "beep", "beep" and "beep" sound of the subway door closing prompt, the strong man tried his best to push the crowd out with his ferocious face, at the moment the subway closed Then, he finally rushed down.

There was a thin man behind the strong man. He originally wanted to follow behind the strong man and hitchhike down, but who knew that the crowds were raging. He had just rushed out of the car a few steps before being rushed back into the car by the crowd.

Watching the car door close, and being blocked in the car door, the thin man's eyes were full of unwillingness, the sweat on his anxious forehead flowed into his eyes, and his eyes blinked a few times.

The furthest distance in the world is not being separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, but... just looking at the platform and being unable to get off the subway!
The strong man who desperately squeezed out of the car was not much better. The paper cup of Yonghe soybean milk in his hand had been crushed, and the skin of the steamed bun had been separated from the filling, and they were rotten together.

"Fortunately, I made preparations in advance. Otherwise, I wouldn't even have breakfast!" the strong man comforted himself while clutching his chest.Then he took out a box of biscuits from his briefcase, but the moment he took out the biscuits, he was stunned!
To be precise, the biscuit in his hand could no longer be called a biscuit, the crowd had already processed it into biscuit crumbs.

"Give me back the biscuits!..." The brawny man looked at the crumbs in his hands and wanted to cry.

Wang Chuan was packed into the subway like canned sardines. After passing through several crowded stations, there were obviously fewer people on the subway.His left foot finally found a space and landed.

One foot on the ground?Golden rooster independence?right!You understand right, one foot supported him for several stops!And you don't need to support your hands, and your body won't fall down!
It's not that he doesn't want to help, there really is nowhere to help!In this car where everyone in the car knows what you had for breakfast, there is no distinction between men and women, and there is no place to support them, just like that.During the few times when he braked suddenly, his body just swayed rhythmically with the rows of sardines.

Although it is late March and the heating has just been turned off, the cold spring has struck in the past two days, and the weather has been extremely cold.When Wang Chuan got off the subway and walked out of the subway station, he suddenly felt chilly all over. It turned out that his shirt was already soaked in sweat from the hard squeeze on the subway just now.

It was almost ten o'clock when Wang Chuan walked into the law firm.

"Wang Chuan, come down here!" As soon as he walked into the gate of the law firm, Wang Chuan was caught by Comrade Niu Gongming.

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