Spy War 1929

Chapter 93 Seems Not Bad

After the matter was finished, Chen Ledao drove Wei Zhengyun to work, and sat down to drink by himself.

It's been a while since he's been this idle, and now he sits down, relaxes, and doesn't think about anything bothering him.It is also a kind of enjoyment and relaxation to sit quietly in the corner and take a look at the beautifully dressed ladies and wives in the ballroom.

The ladies and wives of the Republic of China are very different from the beauties and young women of the future.

They are conservative but open, pure and full of fatal temptation. They wear cheongsams, wantonly showing off their graceful figures, and they hold handkerchief squares, combining tradition and modernity.

To put it bluntly, they are a glimpse of this era.

Gently shaking the glass wine glass imprinted with blush and colorful light in his hand, looking at the feasting lights in the dance hall, Chen Ledao's eyes couldn't help being dazed and intoxicated.

Fang Yanyun came to accompany Chen Ledao to have a drink or two, and then went on to do her own business.

After working here for a few days, a different kind of charm gradually appeared in her soft and charming temperament.Seeing that everyone under his command called her Sister Yun, Chen Ledao felt that this woman seemed to be beautiful and majestic now.

It's an incredible transformation, but it's even more endearing this way.

Sitting in the corner, not knowing the passage of time.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Ledao felt a little drunk on his body.Wei Zhengyun came over, leaned his body and whispered in his ear:
"Boss, the music teacher is here, shall I bring her here to meet you?"

"Here—no—take him to my office." Chen Ledao said.

Wei Zhengyun nodded and replied:
"Ok."

Chen Ledao got up and went upstairs, he was in a good state of being slightly drunk.The spirit will be slightly excited.This state often allows people to express the truest meaning in their hearts more boldly, without being shy or twitchy.

Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, this is not a joke.

Chen Ledao sat down on the sofa in the office, and three cups of coffee had been poured on the coffee table in front of him, one of his, one of the music teacher's, and one of Fang Yanyun's.

The door was not closed, but Wei Zhengyun knocked on the door three times, and did not come in until Chen Ledao responded.Behind him were two women, Fang Yanyun and the music teacher.

Seeing that it was a strange woman, Chen Ledao's heart moved slightly, he thought it was a man.

Although many women in this era have begun to embark on the road of self-reliance and self-improvement, more and more cultural professionals in society are still men.

"Boss, this is Ms. Huang Lin, she is a music teacher at the university." Wei Zhengyuan introduced to Chen Ledao sideways.

Huang Lin was wearing a long coarse cloth dress, a pair of thick black round-frame glasses on her fair face, and a pair of cloth shoes on her feet.Except for the pair of glasses, there is nothing on her that is related to the profession of a music teacher.

Except for the intellectual and elegant atmosphere that occasionally reveals inadvertently.

"Hello, Mr. Chen."

A polite smile appeared on Huang Lin's face, and she didn't intend to reach out to shake hands with Chen Ledao.Her smile was neither warm nor sincere at all.

What kind of decent people can open a dance hall!Huang Lin didn't want to have too much contact with these people.She just wants to live an ordinary life accompanied by music.

She didn't want to come, but the hooligans in Shanghai are very unreasonable, and they often regard their already worthless face as more important than their lives.In order to avoid trouble, Huang Lin came anyway.

Sensing the politeness and alienation in her tone, Chen Ledao resisted the urge to raise his hand to touch his nose, pointed to the sofa, and said with a smile:

"Please sit down."

The music teacher, who was dressed a little retro, didn't seem very willing to talk to himself.A slightly hurtful thought crossed his mind.

Turning his head, Chen Ledao looked at Wei Zhengyun suspiciously.He wondered if the general manager had used some tough tactics against him.So that people feel a little uncomfortable with themselves.

Wei Zhengyuan pursed his lips, shrugged and shook his head.

The boss himself is not likable, so you can't blame him for everything.

"The coffee is just brewed, let's chat while drinking." Chen Ledao said.

Huang Lin thanked Chen Ledao politely, and held the coffee in her hand, not intending to drink it, as if she was using it as a hand warmer.

Hey girl, are you from the next generation?So defensive!You will have no friends like this, do you know
Fang Yanyun watched quietly from the side, and even wanted to laugh in her heart.She seemed to have never seen Chen Ledao deflated.

Wei Zhengyun looked at the empty table in front of him, twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled.Consciously got up to make coffee.

Chen Ledao smiled awkwardly, unwilling to continue this embarrassment, and said:
"Then let's get straight to the point.

Teacher Huang, I invite you here this time because I want to ask you to help me write songs.I have a song in my head, but I can only hum it, I won't put her on paper.I'm humming the song, and I want to ask you to help polish the song. "

Huang Lin nodded slightly, and smiled politely and politely, but Chen Ledao always felt that the smile seemed to be laughing at him not being afraid of others.

A person who doesn't understand music theory thinks of a song, and then takes it for granted to write her out. This is really...unheard and unseen.

She seemed to think for a while, and said softly: "No problem, but I'm not sure if I can fully restore the song in Mr. Chen's heart."

Huang Lin didn't know what kind of person Chen Ledao was, so she decided to get a vaccination first.

Some people often have a kind of self-confidence in their own singing, but they don't know that it falls on the ears of others, but it is a pair of rat poison that is more poisonous than crane crimson.

Let alone a song written by someone who doesn't understand music theory.

Chen Ledao doesn't understand music theory, the only thing he knows about music is that Beethoven is good, Mozart is good, Mo Bo is wrong, he almost got into it.Lang Lang should be pretty good too.Then there are all kinds of music that have been listened to.

As for the clearest memory, it should be: I don’t go to work tomorrow, Ba Shideban.
This line of lyrics can be said to sing the aspirations of the working people and ordinary people in the 21st century, well, it should be like this.
"Zhengyun, go get Miss Huang a pen and paper," Chen Ledao said.

Wei Zhengyun immediately got up and walked towards Chen Ledao's desk.

Now he is also a little curious about what kind of song the boss can come up with.Although experience told him that the boss is very powerful, but at the same time reason is also trying to argue: your boss is not reliable at all, you can think of it as soon as you think about it.

Seeing the three pairs of eyes staring at him, Chen Ledao cleared his throat, blinked, and said suddenly:
"Mr. Huang, why don't I say the lyrics first, and you write down the lyrics first."

Huang Lin nodded and said:

"Mr. Chen, tell me."

Huang Lin looked up at him.

As the distance got closer, Chen Ledao suddenly discovered that her eyes hidden behind the glasses were surprisingly beautiful.

The eyes are big, the eyelashes are long, the whites of the eyes are pure, and the pupils are black. The fair skin seems to be fine, without a trace of blemish.

Uh, of course, at this moment, there seems to be a trace of expectation in these clear, black and white eyes, but there seems to be a smile towards him in that expectation.

Well, this is pure nonsense. To put it bluntly, the protagonist is not confident in his singing.

Under the eyes of the three, Chen Ledao uttered the lyrics with his own standard accent, enunciating the words clearly.

Well, the lyrics are often nice when you sing them, but when you say them word by word and clearly, it's a bit embarrassing.

Facing the eyes of the three, Chen Ledao felt that his toes could dig a hole in the floor.

He is not Jay Chou, and his clear articulation is really not an advantage for him.

With a sullen face, Chen Ledao tried his best to keep his expression normal.

Mr. Lu Xun said that a real warrior must dare to face the bleak life, as long as he is not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

"Ye Shanghai, Ye Shanghai, you are a city that never sleeps. Well, let me think about it." (Song name: Ye Weiyang)

The tight toes in the leather shoes made Chen Ledao unable to remember the lyrics for a while. This song was no longer popular when he could listen to it at will.He knew the song, from watching TV.

"The back should be
The lights are on, the cars are sounding, the singing and dancing are on the rise
I saw her, greeted with a smile, who knows that she is depressed

Nightlife, all for basic necessities
Alcohol is not drunk

Hu Tianhu wasted his youth

"

Chen Ledao sang unconsciously as he spoke, it was too embarrassing to read the lyrics plainly, it is better to sing them directly.

Huang Linben didn't care about the song Chen Ledao said, she came here with the idea of ​​fooling around and avoiding troubles for her.

She is a standard educated young woman with a relatively traditional personality, and places like dance halls are definitely not for her.She doesn't know Ye Wei Yang, a dance hall that has recently risen to fame in the French Concession, nor is she interested in knowing it.

Dance halls have never been a good place in her mind, and Ye Weiyang is the same in her opinion.Especially after entering the dance hall and seeing all the waiters with a big knife pinned to their bodies, this idea became even more deeply rooted.

This didn't even make her feel good about Chen Ledao, the boss.

Probably a rogue leader!It's not bad for Bai Blind.

But at this moment, when Chen Ledao began to hum the song, she became more interested in Chen Ledao's song.

The lyrics. Night Shanghai. City That Never Sleeps. Songs and dances make peace. Is this writing about the present Shanghai?But can the current Shanghai Bund be regarded as the prosperity of singing and dancing?
No, for him, who owns a dance hall, I am afraid that Shanghai is indeed a place of prosperity through singing and dancing.

Don't people say that this is Shili Yangchang!
Thinking about it, Huang Lin's cynical consciousness hidden deep in her veins sneaked out again.

"Dawn is dim and wakes up in a blink of an eye, everyone goes back

The heart follows the spinning wheel

Change, new world, don't have a new environment
Aftertaste, night life, like waking up from a dream

"

Wei Zhengyun listened to Chen Ledao's singing with his eyes closed, shaking his head lightly, as if intoxicated by it.But I thought in my heart: The song seems to be okay, but this singing voice is unique~~ unique!
This is really rare in the world!

Different from Huang Lin's professional appreciation angle and Wei Zhengyun's pretentious desire to survive, Fang Yanyun was gradually immersed in it, and her eyes dimmed with tears.

"I saw her, greeted with a smile, who knows that she is depressed
Nightlife, all for basic necessities”

Fang Yanyun pursed her lips and opened her mouth silently.

Isn't this line of lyrics exactly the portrayal of her in Shanghai back then!
She has changed from a college student to a dancer who can be humiliated at will in the eyes of others. This kind of life is not what she wants. All of this is just for basic necessities.

It is true that she is a college student, but this is Shanghai Beach, where there are more hooligans than dogs.

A college student with a pretty face trying to survive here alone is like throwing a sheep into a pack of wolves.

She was dressed brightly on the surface, but she could only greet the guests with a smile and speak softly, who knew the depression and melancholy in her heart.

Chen Ledao's singing voice was not pleasant, but it was barely out of tune. Even such a singing voice made her teary-eyed.

The most beautiful thing about songs is that they can resonate with people's emotions.

After the song ended, Huang Lin came back to her senses, Wei Zhengyun opened her eyes, and both of them noticed Fang Yanyun's teary eyes at the same time.

How good is this song?Can you still make people cry? ?
This thought came to the minds of the two of them at the same time.

Huang Lin felt that the lyrics and melody of this song were really good. Although it was a little different from the music she had learned, it was really nice, but it wouldn't make people cry! !
Wei Zhengyun and Huang Lin thought about the same thing, but he was more careful.

Does the proprietress also have to flatter the boss?

Thinking that the boss has brought three women here before and after, and all of them are very beautiful.He suddenly understood the reason why Fang Yanyun did this.

It's not easy being a proprietress, the competition is no less than that of the general manager!

But compared to the skills of the proprietress, I still have to learn! !

Looking at Fang Yanyun's teary eyes, he looked infected by the singing.Wei Zhengyun alerted himself in his heart.

Still have to work hard!

"Sorry, this song touched me deeply, I lost my composure, I'll go to the bathroom first."

After Fang Yanyun finished speaking to everyone, she got up and walked outside.

Her mood fluctuates too much at the moment, and she needs to calm down.

This song was clearly made by Chen Ledao just for her.

"Alcohol is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated, and youth is wasted indiscriminately,"

In the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror, Fang Yanyun whispered the lyrics, with thousands of thoughts in her eyes.All kinds of past can't help but come to mind.The crystals that had just been wiped away floated up again.

"Miss Fang, how are you, are you okay?"

Suddenly, Huang Lin's voice sounded from behind.

Fang Yanyun quickly wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, her eyes were slightly red, she turned around and shook her head and said:
"It's okay, it's just that this song makes me feel the same way. I'm really sorry to make you laugh."

"It's nothing, the song does not pursue emotional resonance. This song can make you cry. It seems that she can already call it a good song." Huang Lin shook her head and said.It's just that there was some confusion on her face, she didn't know why this song moved Fang Yanyun so much.

Fang Yanyun's thoughts are exquisite and clear, how could Huang Lin's thoughts be hidden from her!
In fact, Huang Lin came here not only to care about Fang Yanyun, but also because she hoped to get an answer from Fang Yanyun.

She doesn't have much pursuit of other things, except in music, she sometimes likes to get to the bottom of it.

Fang Yanyun smiled at her, and quickly adjusted her mood.Compared with the difficulty of maintaining a smile after being wronged before, it is too simple to regulate the ups and downs of this mood.

"There are some things, maybe you can only understand the sadness of them if you have really experienced them." Fang Yanyun said.

"I think, maybe there is no other song that suits me better than this one." She looked at herself in the mirror, she was really beautiful.

But sometimes, beauty is not a good thing that makes people feel comfortable.

Fortunately, she escaped that cage now.

Fang Yanyun smiled sincerely.

"Really?" Huang Lin supported the mirror frame, thinking in her heart.

"Ye Shanghai, it seems that it looks really good."

Her original idea has disappeared, and this song, composed by a person who doesn't understand music theory, seems to be quite good.

She quietly changed her opinion of Chen Ledao's rogue leader. He is a rogue leader with a bit of musical talent.

(End of this chapter)