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Chapter 21
Chapter 21
This weekend is destined to be busy for Lin Hui.
Early on Sunday morning, before he had left the night before, he received a call from He Jianshan's younger brother, He Jianchuan. He Jianchuan said that their band had a performance at a bar at night and invited him to play. Lin Hui originally wanted to push it away, but He Jianchuan kept persuading him enthusiastically: "Brother, come on, just come and listen to the song, I sing well."
The tone of his speech was particularly sincere, and Lin Hui was really embarrassed to refuse, so he agreed.
The place where He Jianchuan performed is called "Bai Jing". It is a music bar that has just opened. The overall decoration is full of literary style. After Lin returned, he didn't see He Jianchuan. He found a seat not far from the stage and sat down, and ordered a casual drink. After waiting for a while, the drink did not arrive, and He Jianchuan came first.
He Jianchuan wore a shirt today, his hair was combed back, and he looked much more mature. As soon as he saw Lin Hui's eyes, his eyes lit up: "Brother, how am I, handsome?"
Lin Hui joked, "A little worse than your brother."
He thought that He Jianchuan would be dissatisfied when he heard it, but he looked like a hero: "My brother, absolutely!"
It seems that maturity is an illusion, and it is still that stupid in essence.
The two chatted for a while, when they heard a voice shouting: "Chuanzi!" He Jianchuan turned his head and said quickly, "Brother, I'll go up to sing later, I'll ask them to bring you a fruit bowl."
Lin Hui smiled and nodded.
He Jianchuan's band is called "Haystack Poets". There are four people in total, three men and one woman. He Jianchuan is the lead singer. The first song he sang was a love song on a bad street. It could be heard that he was not the kind of singer with mellow skills. It could even be said that he was a bit "clumsy", but it was precisely because of his clumsiness that it seemed that there was something in his singing. The emotion is very sincere and moving. I have to say that He Jianchuan looked very childish, and he sang really decently.
He Jianchuan sang three songs in a row, and when it was the fourth song, they finally came to their original song. The song titled "Answer" seems to be the one mentioned in the last fight. Lin Hui listened to it carefully. He Jianchuan's voice is clean and clear, the tune is melodious and gentle, and the lyrics are adapted from poetry. It can be said to complement each other.
This is a very sincere work.
To be honest, it exceeded Lin Hui's psychological expectations. He couldn't help thinking, as expected of He Jianshan's younger brother, if he really performed at the annual meeting, Wan Zhu would have to pay extra.
The band's performance ended at 10:30. After the end, Lin Hui, He Jianchuan, and their two friends went to have supper together - He Jianchuan took Lin Hui's car, and the rest were in a car. restaurant to eat barbecue. On the way, He Jianchuan kept asking Lin Hui how he was singing, and whether the song was good or not. Lin Hui praised a few words, saying that he could sign directly for the company to debut.
He Jianchuan pouted: "No, our haystack poets are free."
When Lin Hui heard him say the words "Haystack Poet", he asked curiously, "Why is your band called this name?"
He Jianchuan was excited: "I chose some poetry and appreciation in the elective class before. The teacher in the class is quite old, but the person is very easy-going. In fact, I can't understand it very well. I just go to sleep."
"It sounds very unpopular, didn't you choose a popular elective course with good grades?"
"Yes, I forgot what he said in class anyway, but he said a sentence, and I still remember it to this day."
Lin Hui was a little curious: "What did you say?"
"The most moving poems in the world are not written, they are picked up while lying on a haystack in the sun."
Lin Hui thought about it for a while: "A wonderful hand, it means inspiration."
"Yes, yes," He Jianshan became excited, "Brother, can you get to that point? Anyway, I was hit right away. Then I named the band 'Haystack Poets', hoping we were writing songs. At times, I can always have inspiration, my thoughts are like a spring, and my happiness is amazing.”
Lin Hui glanced at He Jianchuan, thinking that he is a person with delicate and rich emotions, and is also very sensitive to the people or things around him. He is really suitable for eating art.
The big turntable roasting bar is only 4 or 5 kilometers away from the bar, and they quickly arrived at their destination. Since there were a large number of four men and three women, and the weather was comfortable, everyone decided to sit outside to eat. The young and lively boys and girls sat around the table, chatting, laughing, and making noises. Lin Hui listened to them chatting like he was back in college, and the whole person became more relaxed. During this period, some people also became interested in Lin Hui, such a good-looking little brother who was different from his peers would sit there, and no one could ignore it. A daring girl asked directly, "Does Brother Lin have a girlfriend? ?"
"No, I'm too busy with work, so I don't have time to fall in love." Lin Hui smiled and divided the mutton that had just been delivered.
"Brother, you are so good that you don't have a girlfriend? This is unscientific!" He Jianchuan couldn't believe it.
The girl was speechless: "He Jianchuan, is he really your brother? Why don't you know anything."
He Jianchuan was a little unhappy when he heard it. He picked up the mobile phone on the table and said nonsense: "Of course it's true, my cousin, look, we all bought our mobile phones together."
It was also a coincidence that Lin Hui and He Jianchuan did have the same brand and model of mobile phones. The girl looked at the two of them and muttered, "It does look a bit like..."
Lin Hui: "..."
When it was almost time to eat, Lin Hui quietly ran to the store with his wallet to check out. On the other side, He Jianchuan opened another bottle of beer, filled it up with the boy next to him, and shouted with pride, "Cheers!"
"He Jianchuan, your phone number!" a girl shouted, seeing that he had some wine on his hand, the girl even helped him connect the phone.
He Jianchuan took it without even looking, and shouted with a smile, "Hey, who is it?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
He Jianchuan waited for a while, but no one spoke. He thought it was a harassing call, and just as he was about to hang up, he heard an indifferent voice from the other end: "He Jianchuan."
He Jianchuan shivered for a moment, and hurriedly took off the phone and glanced at the screen. The huge word "Mr. He" hurt his eyes - this was Lin Hui's phone.
He Jianchuan swallowed, and quickly put the phone back to his ear: "Brother, I'm sorry, this is Brother Lin's phone, I, I got it wrong."
"Where's Lin Hui?"
He Jianchuan stretched his neck and looked around, and found that Lin Hui was coming from the door of the store, and hurriedly said, "Brother Lin is back, I will help you—"
"Brother Lin Hui! Come and eat this!"
"Brother Lin, the eggplant is ready!"
"Brother Lin, help me get a pack of paper."
He Jianchuan had to stop because of the shouting one after another, and the voice was naturally transmitted to He Jianshan's ears clearly through the mobile phone.
He Jianshan: "..."
He Jianchuan bit his head and explained: "We are eating barbecue...and my...friend..." His voice became less and less, until Lin Hui walked in front of him, He Jianchuan hurriedly put the phone in his hand and used the Mouth gestures: "My brother!"
Lin Hui nodded, took the phone and walked to a slightly quiet corner: "Hello, Mr. He?"
He Jianshan pinched the bridge of his nose and said helplessly, "...Is barbecue delicious?"
Lin Hui laughed secretly in his heart, but he pretended to answer seriously: "Lamb and crispy bones are good."
He Jianshan: "..."
"Do you have anything to do with me?"
He Jianshan was silent. In fact, there is nothing important. He just finished his work and wanted to rest for a while. Then he thought of Lin Hui, so he made a phone call and asked, "That's right, you need to rush the contract from Huaisi."
"Okay, Mr. He."
He Jianshan paused for a while, then said, "Why did you suddenly go to a barbecue?"
"Mr. He's band has a performance today. If you invite me to listen to the scene, I will invite them to have a barbecue."
"Oh? How did you sing?"
"Well... it's the level of extra money that needs to be paid to perform at the annual meeting."
"..."
The wind at the corner was a bit strong, and Lin Hui's hair was blown in a mess. Not far away, He Jianchuan and the others didn't know what to say, and suddenly burst into a loud laugh, which was especially obvious in the quiet interval. He Jianshan suddenly remembered the enthusiastic shouts of the girls just now, and recalled the sentence Xue Pei asked him earlier, "What kind of person do you think is worthy of Assistant Lin?" He moved slightly and blurted out: "What kind of person do you like? "
"...What did you say?" Lin Hui was taken aback.
Only then did He Jianshan realize how strange it was to ask such a question at this moment, and hurriedly added: "...Xue Pei said he wanted to introduce you to someone."
"Oh, oh." Lin came back to his senses, "I, I..."
He "me" for a long time, and finally after waiting for a long time, he said with a sense of loss: "I like to talk about it."
What does it mean to be able to talk?
Are they like-minded or have the same heart? Is it to say nothing or silently accompany?
This sounds too empty, and He Jianshan is confused. He wanted to ask more clearly, but when he heard faint singing coming from the phone, He Jianshan was silent again. Lin Hui listened to He Jianshan's shallow breathing on the phone, and watched He Jianchuan and the others leaning on their shoulders, shaking their bodies and singing. sound:
This is the most beautiful season
can forget dreams
flowers are everywhere
Shadows drifting over the mountains
This is the most beautiful shade
can shake the sun
gently walk down the mountain
wine glass clinking
This is the most beautiful wine glass
can sing
Put on the fragrance of flowers and pick it up
The sun is all around
This is the most beautiful sun
print flowers on the ground
Who will pick up the shadow
Who will pick up the light
...
Lin Hui suddenly laughed.
He thought, He Jianshan must not understand, just like now, they don't need to say anything, just listen to the same song together, that is also a kind of conversation.
The author has something to say:
Gu Cheng's "Answer". When I saw this poem for the first time, I thought it would be suitable to be adapted into a ballad.
Next week should come to the ellipsis part of the copywriting, see you next week!