Chapter 42

The next night, He Jianshan and Lin came back to this music bar called "Huali", where He Jianchuan performed today. He helped them book the box on the second floor early, and the food and drink were arranged properly. When the two came, they sat in the box and watched He Jianchuan downstairs begin to sing.

He Jianshan felt a little fresh.

On the day of the annual meeting, He Jianshan didn't pay much attention to his performance. He only looked back when he heard He Jianchuan sing "Answer". He once listened to this song together with Lin Hui on the phone, and when he heard it again, there was only indescribable tenderness in his heart, how could he care about the singer. At this moment, calmed down and watched He Jianchuan's performance up close. It really felt a little different from usual.

He just watched quietly, Lin Hui didn't speak, and listened to the song with him. After a while, He Jianshan said, "I actually still remember what he looked like when he was a child."

Lin Hui didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "When you say this, you feel like you're old or eighty."

He Jianshan shook his head with a smile, and his eyes turned to He Jianchuan under the stage.

The light in the bar was a little blurry, and it fell on He Jianchuan, as if coated with a bizarre filter. With this confusing light, He Jianshan fell into a distant memory.

After he went abroad that year, his grandfather was determined to completely remove Yao Qianyi's negative influence on him, so he let him concentrate on his studies and life, and don't think about other things, so he rarely returned to Jinghua. As a result, he heard about He Zhao's affairs from his grandfather intermittently in those years, including the news that he was going to marry Jiang Qing. He still remembered that when his grandfather carefully asked him if he wanted to go back and have a look, He Jianshan was silent. He didn't really care, and he didn't have many thoughts in his heart, but he felt that the old man should have wanted him to go, so he agreed.

He Zhao and Jiang Qing did not hold the wedding with much fanfare, and only invited friends and family members to have a simple meal. At that time, he looked at He Zhao and Jiang Qing toasting with smiles all over the place, and his mood was very strange. He couldn't help but wonder if He Zhao and Yao Qianyi were like this when they got married, they were like butterflies, flying around happily.

He Jianshan suddenly felt a little regretful, perhaps, he shouldn't have come back. He's like a superfluous person, out of tune with everything here.

After the two finished their toasts, they returned to their seats. Jiang Qing filled herself with another glass of wine. She raised the glass and said, "Come on, let's have a drink as a family."

He Jianshan and He Zhao looked at each other.

This was really an indescribable moment, even though He Jianshan was only fourteen or fifteen years old at that time, he felt embarrassed. Jiang Qing didn't seem to notice, she stood up and clinked glasses with He Jianshan and He Zhao respectively. With the crisp sound of the glass, she simply drank the wine.

Later, when he came back again, there was more He Jianchuan, and he was three years old at that time. That day when he returned to the familiar and unfamiliar house, He Jianchuan was the first to discover him.

At that time, he tilted his head, looked at him seriously for a while, and then shouted: "Brother."

The three-year-old child's pronunciation was very clear, and He Jianshan was stunned there.

And Jiang Qing, who heard the sound, smiled when she saw He Jianshan: "It's Xiaoshan that has returned."

He Jianchuan stretched his voice and shouted again squeamishly: "Brother—"

He Jianshan looked at him motionless.

Jiang Qing seemed to see his doubts, and explained: "There is a photo album of yours at home, and he always likes to flip through it, so we told him that it was your brother. Then he learned to call 'brother'. "

She was worried that He Jianchuan would annoy him, so she quickly clapped her hands and called, "Xiaochuan, come to my mother's side."

But He Jianchuan seemed to be very interested in He Jianshan because it was the first time he saw his moving brother. He kept saying "brother, brother" with a smile, circling around him, shouting non-stop, and even excitedly insisting on taking him with him. led him to the keyboard and pressed all the keys back and forth twice.

He Jianshan thought that he was too noisy. It turns out that such a big house can be so noisy.

More than ten years have passed, and He Jianchuan, who was noisy in the past, is still noisy now, and even adding to the musical instruments, it has become even more serious-for He Jianshan, some of the songs he sings are really noisy.

He Jianshan came back to his senses, and heard Lin Hui say, "Do you think this band can make a name for themselves if they enter the entertainment industry?"

He Jianshan was noncommittal: "It depends on how much the He family is willing to pay."

Lin Hui smiled and said, "You're not so optimistic about it?"

"You're wrong, you're just optimistic. There are too many stars in this world who can't come out even if they spend money."

Lin glanced back at him: "As expected of someone who has dated the most powerful and beautiful CEO in the entertainment industry, it sounds straightforward."

He Jianshan knew that he was joking on purpose, but he couldn't help but explain seriously: "A date with you in mind the whole time."

Both of them laughed, and then found that the music downstairs was gone, instead there were more noisy sounds.

Lin Hui looked through the glass and couldn't help frowning: "What's going on?"

downstairs.

The "Haystack Poets" band just finished a round of performances, and they will take a break to resume singing later. The four members of the band communicated songs and scores in a low voice on the stage. Years of cooperation have allowed them to develop a good tacit understanding. They were talking and laughing while adjusting their instruments, looking very relaxed. After a while, the manager of the bar came to the edge of the stage with a waiter standing beside him, holding a tray with a glass of wine and a stack of money in it.

I saw him greet He Jianchuan and said, "Kuanzi, Mr. Liu from the C3 deck likes your band very much, especially the girl who played the drums and said that he would invite her to drink."

He Jianchuan looked in the direction of the manager's finger. A man who was not too young with a black bracelet on his wrist raised his wine glass and signaled it. Several friends next to him made strange noises and roared loudly. palm.

The eyes of the two met, He Jianchuan turned his head to look at the manager and smiled and said, "We will have a performance later. Sun Ling is famous for getting drunk at a drop. After drinking, she can't play the drums."

Honestly, these are the things you need to do in a bar. Sun Ling is the only girl in the band. Looking at Sven's appearance, she is playing the drums. She naturally brings a contradictory charm and always attracts people's attention, so every time she performs, she must be diligent. people. However, in the relatively fixed bars they work with, they all know that Sun Ling doesn't drink. Whenever someone asks for a drink, the people in the bar will mediate and help to push it away. It's really not good, and a few of them can drink on their behalf.

Today's performance in "Flower" is to help a friend to save the scene temporarily. They have not cooperated before. "Haystack Poet" and the bar are not very familiar with each other, and some things have not been explained clearly, so He Jianchuan said Be more polite. After persuading the bar manager, seeing that the band did not drink, they could only return to the place with the wine and money.

There was an exaggerated "shh" sound on the deck:

"Old Liu, you can't do this? Other beauties don't look down on you."

"Our President Liu is not popular now, the little girl doesn't like you~"

"You don't understand, this is to overweight. If you don't believe me, Lao Liu, take off your watch and put it on!"

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The "President Liu" who delivered the wine was a little unhappy, his face was flushed with oil, and he didn't know if it was the wine or what, and set fire to the bar manager standing by: "Mencius, neither am I. I came here to play on the first day. I saw a band that I haven’t seen today and they sang pretty well. I was very happy. Let’s invite someone to a drink and express our love.

The manager laughed again and again: "That's what it's like to be a band, personality axis, we don't need to take care of us if we don't know interest, we still drink, drink, and I'll have someone send you a beer later."

"Mr. Liu"'s face sank: "What do you mean? Look down on people, right? Can't I afford wine?"

He stood up with a "swoosh", returned to the stage with the wine he had just brought back, snatched the microphone in He Jianchuan's hand, and said loudly:

"Today, everyone's wine, I'll take it!" Before waiting for the bar's guests to burst into cheers, "President Liu" waved his hand again, pointed to Sun Ling behind him, and said, "—as long as we beautiful women, take my hand This glass of wine is drunk!"

The hall was quiet for a few seconds, and then the roars of "drinking" and "drinking" sounded intermittently. Seeing that the voice was getting louder and louder, He Jianchuan and the others on the stage were already a little ugly, "Mr. Liu" smiled and handed the glass to Sun Ling: "Beauty, it's up to you whether everyone can drink well tonight. ."

The shouting from the audience could not be stopped. Sun Ling didn't speak with a blank face, but He Jianchuan couldn't help it: "Mr. Liu, we don't drink."

"President Liu" glanced at him: "Did I ask you?"

He Jianchuan was a little angry: "This band is mine, I won't drink it if I say it."

"Mr. Liu" turned around and stared at He Jianchuan closely. Just as he was about to have a seizure, he heard a clear voice behind him:

"Since everyone is so happy, why don't I come to add to the fun."

It was Lin Hui who spoke.

He wore a simple white shirt today with a mild smile on his face. It was obviously a bitter winter, but when turned to him, it seemed like spring was blooming, which seemed a bit inconsistent with the bar atmosphere, but it made people feel that all the lights here were prepared for him.

Lin Hui walked between He Jianchuan and "President Liu" under everyone's attention.

"President Liu" looked bad: "Who are you?"

Lin Hui ignored him, and instead looked at the bar manager who was standing on the sidelines with a solemn expression. He might have called the security guard at the door because he was afraid of conflict. Lin Hui asked, "What's the most expensive wine in your bar?"

The manager froze for a moment and said a name.

"Give one to every guest at each table, drink until everyone is happy, and check out in Box 3." Lin Hui added, "As long as everyone shouts the band's name, please continue." Just sing."

To be honest, it’s not uncommon for a bar to pay for the whole audience, but I’ve never seen such a bold invitation to drink the most expensive wine and drink it to the fullest. The people in the bar had already started to shout excitedly. They shouted the words "Haystack Poet" over and over again in unison, cheering for the upcoming wine.

He Jianchuan's heart was pounding by the deafening shouts, he was completely stunned, and stared at Lin Hui blankly: "Brother..."

Lin Hui smiled and blinked, and whispered, "Your brother pays."

Drinking in a bar is just an imposing manner. If the imposing manner is lost, it will be impossible to beg for a better future. "Mr. Liu" is not a blind person. He saw that the person in front of him was young, but he had a good conversation, and when he made a move, he was a big hand, and when he was steady on his head, he knew that he was not easy to mess with. A glass of wine is destined to fail. He pouted, put the wine aside, and spread out his hands: "In this case, everyone can drink happily." Then he returned to his booth with a calm expression.

Lin Hui nodded at He Jianchuan, took away the glass of wine left by "President Liu", and poured it into the trash can. The bar manager on the side followed him closely and probed carefully: "As for the one you ordered, our on-site stock may not be so-"

Lin turned to look at him and smiled: "Manager Meng, how much money you can make today depends on how much you can put out."

The bar manager took a deep breath and turned to look at the waiter beside him: "Hurry up, hurry up, make a phone call, bartending!"

Lin Hui returned to the box.

He Jianshan was looking down at his phone when he heard the door open and asked without raising his head, "How is it, is it fun?"

Lin Hui took a sip of water and expressed his thoughts: "It's very exciting, not to mention those who have drank alcohol. I don't drink alcohol, and I feel adrenaline rushing."

"Do you want to play next time?"

"That's fine, one time is enough, too much I'm afraid of getting addicted."

He Jianshan smiled and raised his head: "What are you afraid of, Box 3 will support you."

After a while, He Jianchuan's performance ended. He got off the stage and talked to his teammates, and hurried to He Jianshan and Lin Hui's box. When they entered the door, the two were sitting together looking at something on the phone, and the atmosphere made He Jianchuan feel that he was superfluous. Seeing him come in, Lin Hui smiled and said, "It's over?"

He Jianchuan looked at He Jianshan and rubbed his hands nervously: "Brother, Brother Lin Hui, why didn't you drink?"

He Jianchuan ordered wine for them in advance, but the two of them didn't open a bottle, but drank all the mineral water.

"I mainly came to listen to your singing today, so I won't drink anymore."

He Jianchuan remembered the previous episode, looked at He Jianshan and said, "Brother, I'm sorry, I made you spend money today. Well, Sun Ling asked me to thank you."

He Jianshan glanced at him: "The environment here is still a little worse."

He paused, then said, "Do you want to 'continue' to sing?"

He Jianchuan became excited and his eyes lit up: "Can we do it?"

As one of the most famous and popular bars in Jinghua, "Continuation" has very high requirements for the resident singing band, and it can even be said to be picky. The bands that can sing in "Continuation" all have two brushes, and even the "Queen of Hearts" band that is currently popular on TV also sang in "Continuation" at the beginning. Does He Jianshan say this means that they have such strength?

He Jianshan gave him a strange look: "Yes, I am a shareholder."

He Jianchuan: "...Oh."

"Oh, by the way," He Jianchuan thought of something again, and said quickly, "Today, when Brother Lin Hui was helping me down below, I saw someone taking a picture with a mobile phone. Is it okay?"

Lin Hui was taken aback: "It should be fine, I'm just an ordinary consumer."

It was still a little early for Lin Hui to say this, and when he was about to leave, someone really recognized him.

When he and He Jianshan went back, they walked out the door while talking. When they were about to reach the door, Lin Hui was tapped on the shoulder——

"Hi, what a coincidence, it's you!"

The speaker was a tall young man wearing a delicate gray coat. Lin Hui stopped to take a closer look and found that he didn't know him: "Who are you?"

"We met in 'continuation', do you remember?"

"'Continue'? Are you Boss Xue's friend?"

The young man smiled as a default: "My name is Li Zhihui, you can call me Stephen."

Originally, He Jianshan thought that Lin Hui had met a friend, so he stood by and waited quietly for him to finish talking. As a result, when he heard Li Zhihui talking about Stephen, he looked over at once:

Stephen Lee, the returnee who has been squatting at the bar to guard Lin Hui.

The bar was more crowded than usual because of the holidays. He Jianshan himself is more eye-catching and has a strong sense of presence. Lin Hui saw that many girls had already raised their mobile phones to take pictures in their direction, he felt a little uneasy, and quickly said: "Sorry, I'm leaving now, I'll talk about it next time. ." Said, the two walked out of the door quickly.

"Hey—" Li Zhihui quickly chased after him, but saw that Lin Hui was already walking towards the parking lot. As he walked, he said something to the tall man beside him, with a bright smile on his face, while the man beside him put on his hat for him, and then held his hand again.

When the two returned home, Lin Hui asked, "Have you had a good time today, Mr. He?"

Recently, Lin Hui especially likes to call He Jianshan "Mr. He" in private. It was a common name that he had been calling for several years, and gradually it took on some special meaning. Not to mention that many companies prohibit office romances, Lin recalled, it was indeed above.

"I know the person who stopped you when you were leaving." He Jianshan didn't answer his question, but instead talked about something else.

Lin Hui didn't understand why he mentioned this: "Do you know? Who is it? Isn't he a friend of Boss Xue?"

He Jianshan laughed: "Returnee elite Stephen Li, Xue Pei gossips to me that he never forgets you and has been waiting for you for a long time in the 'continuation'."

Lin Hui quickly cleared the relationship: "I don't know him. Besides, what's the point of never forgetting. I used to dream of you every day."

He Jianshan was interested: "What did you dream of?"

Lin Hui became alert and glanced at He Jianshan suspiciously, but He Jianshan looked at him seriously, as if he really wanted to know the story of Lin Hui and He Jianshan in his dream.

Lin Hui was vague: "Just... do something..."

He Jianshan looked puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Lin Hui thought about it for a while: "Let's put it this way, if you write a novel about what you do in your dream and post it on the website where you write the article, it is estimated that it may be clicked off. It's such a dream."

He Jianshan's expression was calm: "Oh."

Lin Hui looked at him calmly to see how long he was going to pretend.

After a while, He Jianshan turned his head and kissed Lin Hui's face: "Is it such a dream?"

Lin Hui couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, shook his head and didn't speak.

He Jianshan laughed, slowly descended down his face, then bit Lin Hui's lips and asked, "Is that such a dream?"

Lin Hui's smile got bigger and bigger, and he reached out to hug He Jianshan.

"I'm really curious, won't Assistant Lin show me?" He Jianshan sent an invitation.

His hand had slipped to Lin Hui's waist and reached out from the hem of his clothes, and Lin Hui finally laughed:

"It was a—very interesting dream."

The author has something to say:

He Jianshan: Let me see how interesting it is.