Chapter 902

Capital, Houhai.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the worry free grass bar in the pedestrian street had just put up the "open" sign. For a moment, a guest in a wind coat and sunglasses opened the door and walked in.

There are many bars in Houhai. The main business hours are from the evening to the early morning of the night. Some bars open early and open at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, but there are basically few guests.

Most of the waiters haven't gone to work yet. There are no people in the sky over the performance stage. Only a set of drums are placed on the corner. There are a few lights on inside, but the light is not very bright.

When the first guest came in today, Chen Jianhao was wiping the bar with a rag.

He never did such a thing before, because it was the work of a waiter, but since he got married and had children, he suddenly fell in love with the work of washing and scrubbing.

When the bar opens, wipe the bar clean, so that he has a sense of achievement and satisfaction.

The most important thing is that Chen Jianhao's wife is in the bar and arranges the wine cabinet with him. The silent tacit understanding between them is the warmth and sweetness of the two.

The guest in windbreaker sat down in front of the bar and said, "landlady, give me a beer."

The landlady just put a bottle of champagne back in the cabinet. She didn't look up. She smelled and said, "you're so early. Today's first guest, I'll take this one."

The guest said with a smile, "ah, how funny."

The landlady suddenly felt wrong and suddenly raised her head. She just saw the guest take off her sunglasses and show a very familiar face.

"Ah!"

She suddenly gave a scream, opened the baffle of the bar and rushed out, opened her arms and gave each other a powerful hug: "Xiao Lu!"

Chen Jianhao, who was cleaning the table at the bar, was first startled by his wife's scream, but when he saw the real face of the visitor, he couldn't help smiling.

Lu Chen smiled and patted sister Na on the back and said, "fuck your son, you're thin!"

Chen Jianhao and sister Na's son recognized Lu Chen as the godfather. However, the godfather is usually too busy. He has seen his son several times before and after, and gave a lot of gifts.

Sister Na let Lu Chen go with a smile, clenched her fist and hit him on the shoulder. She asked, "Why are you free today? Do you miss my son? Did you bring a gift?"

Lu Chen Hanyan: "make it up next time."

Speaking of it, he hasn't come to forget worry grass bar for a long time. The main reason is that he is too busy with his usual work, but this has not affected his friendship with Chen Jianhao and sister Na.

Some friends, even if they haven't seen each other for several years, are still the same. Although Lu Chen has now stood at the peak of his life, he has never felt that he is superior.

Don't forget the original heart. This bar carrying Lu Chen's many memories is also where his original heart lies.

Chen Jianhao poured Lu Chen a glass of beer.

Lu Chen was not polite either. He picked up his glass and took a gulp. Then he took out two concert tickets from his windbreaker pocket and put them on the bar: "you must come to my concert next month."

"I knew..."

Chen Jianhao picked up the ticket and took a look: "I've been waiting for this day for a long time. I didn't expect to come so late."

"Yes, yes!"

Sister Na grabbed the ticket and got the treasure: "love life? Good name!"

Lu Chen is ashamed.

In fact, in terms of his debut experience, after the first album "you at the same table" came out, he was qualified to hold a personal concert. As a result, it dragged on for three years.

In the circle, many singers don't have any popular works. They also make their personal concerts vigorous and vigorous. They have to mix a beautiful qualification to earn money at a loss.

In contrast, Lu Chen's first solo concert really came too late. He had no problem singing several times a year and could not consume the enthusiasm of his fans.

This evening, Lu Chen's [love life] solo concert, which will be held at the Beijing Olympic Sports Center on February 14, Valentine's day, will open ticket reservations at Chenfei media and Feixun music.

The tickets were printed two days ago. In addition to the pre-sale part, some were intercepted and given away, because many people greeted and asked for tickets a long time ago, including Tan Hong, Liu Gangsheng, Shi Fang and other friends in the circle.

Of course, Lu Chen did not forget Chen Jianhao and his wife. He specially delivered the tickets to the door in person.

Chen Jianhao and sister Na smiled at each other and were very moved.

Although they don't mix in the circle, they see much about things in the circle. People like Lu Chen are really rare.

Squeak ~

Just then, the door of the bar was pushed open again, and a young man came in with a guitar box.

"Boss, boss's wife!"

He said hello politely, but he was not very skilled. There was a hint of green in his appearance and voice.

Sister Na smiled and said, "Xiao Gao, you're here."

The young man nodded and suddenly his eyes were frozen - he saw Lu Chen sitting in front of the bar.

Although Lu Chen turned sideways, the young man named Xiao Gao recognized Lu Chen at a glance.

Lu Chen is his idol. At the beginning, he went to the worry free grass bar to work because Lu Chen made his debut in this bar.

In fact, in the bars in Houhai today, worry free grass has the meaning of becoming a holy land for folk singers. Many singers have come here to sing. It is not easy to become a resident singer of worry free grass.

Chen Jianhao waved to him, "come here, let me introduce you."

Xiao GAOMENG woke up. Without thinking, he trotted over and stood in front of Lu Chen. His face turned red with excitement: "Lu... Hello, Mr. Lu!"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "hello."

Chen Jianhao said: "he is a new resident singer, Gao Gaoyong. He plays the guitar well and has poor singing skills. He has written several songs, which is a little aura."

"Can you give me some advice?"

Lu Chen said, "OK."

He knew that if Chen Jianhao didn't cherish the material, he wouldn't recommend it to himself or ask him to help. A few words of advice might make the young singer's life very different.

Gao Yong felt that he was hit hard by the pie falling from the sky. People were almost dizzy.

Sister Na reminded him to sing on the stage.

When Gao Yong debugged the guitar, sister Na said to Lu Chen, "he's a little like you."

Lu Chen smiled and said nothing.

Sister Na didn't say, he could also see his own shadow from each other.

But this time, inadvertently went far.

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