Uncle Deyun

Chapter 392 Chengdu
There are many bars in Chengdu, generally there are two types, one is wild and the other is literary. Yi Yang doesn’t like too much noise, and so do they in Shaoyang. Rustic bar.

When we got to the place, this bar is easy to see among many bars. Others’ houses are covered with neon lights, but this one has some crop-shaped lights hanging on it, which exactly matches the name.

"Hello, how many?"

"Three."

"this way please."

Yi Yang looked around the inside of the room, the decoration is in a very fresh style, but it's not the young one, it just feels very relaxing.

"Three, the things you want, by the way, tonight is a small concert, if you are interested, you can go up and sing in the interactive part, I wish you a happy time."

Before the three of them came, they really didn't know what concert was going to be held today, they just chose such a day at random.

"It seems that this interaction has nothing to do with me. I was born with tone deafness. My mother said that I was blind to my exaggerated face."

As soon as Shaoyang waved his hand, Zhang Fan's pentameter was okay, but he was too timid to let him do it.

At 07:30 in the evening, a few people came, and the bar started to shout, and the atmosphere changed suddenly. Yi Yang could tell that this should be the singer in the bar. There were quite a few people here today, but it was not overcrowded It is estimated that it is not particularly famous.

"Hi everyone, I'm Ke Jie, a folk singer. First of all, I welcome you all. I would like to present to you our new song, In the Field."

Yi Yang quite likes this comfortable feeling, and the song is not bad. I can't say how amazing it is, but it sounds very comfortable, with a strong pastoral style, which matches the name of this bar very well.

After singing one song and another, these people belong to three bands, all of them are folk songs, and Yi Yang also knows why this bar has good reviews, but there are few people, because there is a lack of people in the bar. This kind of atmosphere is more like a small theater, which is specially used for small meetings. The people who come here are all fond of folk songs. There is no dance floor here. Yi Yang doubts whether the boss will lose money if he continues to operate like this.

"Nine o'clock sharp, now enter our interactive session, everyone looks at the lights, whoever shines on the stage will sing a song, if you don't sing, you will be punished, come, three two one, let's start."

A total of ten people have been selected, and nine of them have gone up. None of them have been punished. Those who come here only like folk songs, and most of them are prepared. Not to mention, Yi Yang has listened to it, and he can sing well. At least he is a professional singer level.

"Next is the last one, three two one, let's go."

Just as Yi Yang was about to pick up his wine glass, a light shone on him suddenly, he shook his head helplessly, he didn't want to go on stage, in case someone recognized him, it would be interesting to say that he was over 60 and went to the bar to get drunk.

"Can you change someone, my friend can sing."

Yi Yang pointed at Zhang Fan, and Zhang Fan quickly waved his hand, blushing.

"Uncle, we often have uncles going up to sing. I think you are only in your 50s, and there are still [-]s singing on stage. Come on, everyone applaud and welcome."

The guests applauded enthusiastically, Yi Yang had no choice but to go up to the stage.

"Brother Shaoyang, my uncle can't sing, so if I refuse, will I embarrass my uncle?"

Zhang Fan was a little depressed, feeling that he was too useless.

"Don't think so much, just be happy, just watch."

On the stage, the host picked up the microphone and handed it to Yi Yang.

"Uncle sing something, I'll play the accompaniment for you."

Yi Yang thought he would come up anyway, so he might as well sing a good song.

"Can I borrow a guitar?"

"Of course there is no problem. I didn't expect you to be a master."

"Not to mention, Hu Tan."

Someone handed over the guitar, and Yi Yang tuned it. This guitar must have been used for a long time, and there are some problems with the tone. It is estimated that this guitarist is also a monk halfway through.

After the guitar was tuned, Yi Yang tried the sound, which surprised everyone.

"This is a master. I have been inaccurate for a long time. Many people have not adjusted it well. He has adjusted it. This is definitely a senior."

Notes slowly came out of the guitar, and in this small tavern, Yi Yang was immersed in the music.

"It wasn't just last night's wine that made me cry
Let me reluctantly more than your tenderness

How long will Yu Lu go, you hold my hand

What bothers me is the freedom to struggle

Parting is always in September, memories are the sorrows of longing
The green weeping willow in late autumn kisses my forehead

I never forget you in that rainy town

You are the only one who can't take Chengdu

Walk with me on the streets of Chengdu

Don't stop until all the lights go out

You'll hold my sleeves and I'll put my hands in my trouser pockets
Go to the end of Yulin Road and sit at the door of the tavern”

With Yi Yang's singing, everyone had no time to be shocked. The city of Chengdu seemed to be condensed in this song. They saw themselves in the song. The lovers held each other's hands tightly, and they were also reminiscing about that time. , their story in Chengdu.

A song ended, and everyone was immersed in it. I don't know who applauded, and there was a burst of applause in an instant. Yi Yang just closed his eyes and sang, and when he opened his eyes, he found that there were many more people in the bar. attracted by the singing.

Rejecting the invitation to play another song, Yi Yang directly checked out and left, but the bar owner gave him a waiver. Seeing more and more people, Yi Yang hurriedly took them away.

"Uncle, you sing really well. When I have a girlfriend, I will definitely take her to Yulin Road for a walk."

"Me too, but I don't want to separate."

Yi Yang patted Zhang Fan on the head.

"How old are you, like these things, you are not afraid of your parents hitting you when you go home."

"I am 17 years old. In ancient times, 17 years old should have children."

Yi Yang didn't expect that Zhang Fan looked honest and had a lot of ideas.

This is their last night together. Tomorrow Zhang Fan will take the train home and wait for school to start. Shaoyang is going to Tibet. He said Tibet is a magical place and he wants to explore it. Yi Yang has also figured out where to go , an ancient poem says that the fireworks will go down to Yangzhou in March, and he plans to go to East China, take a walk around the royal garden, and take a look at the beautiful scenery of the West Lake. old man.

Shaoyang was the first one to leave, Zhang Fan and Yi Yang sent him to the door of the hotel, and Zhang Fan came here when the hotel expired.

"Goodbye uncle, goodbye brother."

"Goodbye."

Shaoyang is gone. They met each other once in their lives, or they can be said to be passers-by in each other’s lives. At night, Yi Yang and Zhang Fan bid farewell at the train station. Yi Yang got on the train first. When parting, Zhang Fan cried , Yi Yang gave him a hug, child, never hide his emotions.

(End of this chapter)