I Just Want to Copy Books in Peace

Jia Quanbao sat bored, the sterling silver ZIPPO lighter flipped nimbly at his fingertips.

The deep nasolabial folds are like knife scars, making his temperament very much like a big man on the road.

Several times, he lit the lighter, but not the cigarette in his mouth.

After all, "Mira" has a no-smoking policy.

And customers who know who the "Mira" boss is are usually reluctant to break the rules for such a trivial matter.

Ma Dehou sat opposite Jia Quanbao.

Ma Dehou was still wearing his golden glasses, his temples were slightly frosted, and he had an elegant temperament, sipping on a glass of "Blue Ice Flame" cocktail.

"Fuck." Jia Quanbao glanced at the door inadvertently and blurted out, stunned.

"What's the matter?" Ma Dehou looked in the direction of his line of sight, and immediately turned to stone.

Jia Quanbao said in a low voice, "That's Duan Xiaochen, right? Am I right?"

Ma Dehou squinted his eyes and seemed to want to see more clearly, "It should be."

"Duan Tianhou, who has never made scandals, haha," Jia Quanbao seemed very proud, but when he saw the man beside Duan Xiaochen, his eyes bulged out, "Fuck, who is that next to her?"

Ma Dehou helped his gold-rimmed glasses and said in an uncertain tone, "Looks like the man we met last time in Aunt Liu's private kitchen. At that time, I thought he looked a bit like Lin Ke."

"That's right," Jia Quanbao tapped on the glass table with a ZIPPO lighter, "that must be Lin Ke, Duan Xiaochen can't be this close to any man casually. This guy, too good, broke up with Su Tianhou, and immediately Hook up with the Duan Tianhou." The words were full of envy.

Ma Dehou is still not sure, "Lin Ke wears a mask when he appears in public. I've only seen him from a distance a few times without a mask, so I don't know him very well. I can only say that this person is a bit like my impression. Linko."

Jia Quanbao's speech was still like a machine gun, "Damn it, Lin has retired after the photography scandal, it's been almost five years. This guy, if he doesn't retire and has always produced good works, you can Imagine his current status? He is the leader of the music industry."

Ma Dehou obviously does not agree with his friend's point of view: "It's hard to say, he has such a bad character, bad character, and bad popularity. Such a person may become a talented musician, but he can't become a leader in the music industry."

"That's what I said," Jia Quanbao kept following Duan Xiaochen and the man suspected of Lin Ke, and said with interest, "Why are they here on a date?"

Ma Dehou took a sip of "Blue Ice Flame", shook his head and smiled, "There are only a few places in the circle. If you want to talk about serious things, or like folk music and classical music, you will go to Mr. Huo's teahouse."

"Those who like folk songs and villages will go to Lao Cai's bar."

"Those who like blues and jazz will mostly go to Xiao Lu."

"If you like rock, go to 1991."

"If you like popular, then of course you can only come to Mira."

Jia Quanbao just took a sip of beer and almost spit it out: "You say they like pop? You can figure it out, Lin Ke and Duan Xiaochen, they can play pop, they have also played folk and rock, they are all-rounders. Bar."

"Whatever you say." Ma Dehou did not argue.

"By the way, I didn't hear last time that Mr. Huo recognized Lin Ke as his godson? Do you think that is true or false."

"It might be true."

"That's weird, why don't they even set up a banquet? Mr. Huo recognized Lin Ke as his godson, and it involved two top celebrities. What a big thing in the circle!"

"How do I know, why don't you go to Mr. Huo's teahouse next time and ask him in person?"

Jia Quanbao laughed embarrassingly: "What kind of person am I, how could Lao Huo ignore me.

Going to you go. "

"I'm about the same as you, and Mr. Huo won't look at me directly."

"Hey, Lin Ke is going to sing!" Jia Quanbao's eyes lit up as if he had discovered a new world.

"Is that rare? It's not like he hasn't sung."

"He rarely sings, what is rare is precious," Jia Quanbao's fierce face showed fascination, "I remember I went to Duan Xiaochen's concert once, and Lin Ke was wearing a mask in the warm-up stage. , he sang the song 'Using Love'. Damn it, I was stupid at the time, you know. To be honest, with his voice and his singing skills, it's a pity not to be a singer."

"Shh, don't say anything, just listen." Ma Dehou's heart was obviously not as calm as his surface.

Naturally, Jia Quanbao couldn't be so honest. He played with the lighter and said playfully, "After so many years, I wonder how much skill he has left? Can he still keep his position as a top musician?"

After a while of "ding dong", the singing suddenly sounded: "I am here, your city..."

Jia Quanbao closed his eyes, and his fierce face finally showed a hint of tenderness. Mad pursed his lips tightly, and both of them lost the desire to speak.

"Will you suddenly appear at this corner coffee shop? I will greet you with a smile, wave my hand, and sit and chat with you." In the sound of the ding dong, the man who was suspected to be Lin Ke did not show any signs of bragging rights. Skill, just sing so plainly, as if telling a simple and ordinary story.

"...I don't want to talk about the past anymore, it's just a small greeting, just a word for you, just a word, long time no see..."

When the song ended, there was applause. The man on the stage who looked like Lin Ke stood up, waved to the audience, and walked towards Duan Xiaochen quickly.

"His singing skills have regressed," Jia Quanbao opened his eyes. "However, this song...is really good. Lin Ke is Lin Ke. After five years, it is a classic."

Ma Dehou's eyes flickered, and he seemed to be still moved. After a while, he said, "This is written for Su Manqian."

"It must be," Jia Quanbao said. "Long time no see... Long time no see. Do you still doubt his identity?"

Ma Dehou sighed: "How can I doubt... There are a few people in the circle who can write songs of this level, this must be Lin Ke. Hey, it would be great if I could invite him to write songs for Xiao Xie, Xiao Xie's When you go out, you will be more confident.”

"This kind of thing, you and I don't say it, drink, drink," Jia Quanbao laughed, "Damn, look at them, kiss them, kiss them soon! Duan Tianhou will definitely lose his body tonight. If Lao Tzu is a Woman, someone sang such a song to me, and I am willing to put on any shameful pose for that person to play."

Ma Dehou said: "It's strange, this song is obviously written for Su Manqian, and it clearly shows the unrequited love. It's strange that Duan Tianhou doesn't fry after listening to it."

Jia Quanbao argued, "I feel that this song expresses that I have given up. How can a person who has been deeply loved meet again without the slightest ripple in their heart? But even if there are thousands of emotions, they can only be turned into a sentence of 'Long time no see. '. By singing this song in front of Duan Tianhou, it was Lin Ke who formally bid farewell to Su Tianhou and drew a clear line."

Ma Dehou thought for a while, and admitted that his companion's analysis was reasonable: "It has this taste."