Neil Tucson is busy. After counting the goods, he needs to copy the figures on the account book to make sure that there is no mistake in the quantity.

Although Yu Guang caught the figure of the guest, Neil didn't look up. He just raised his right hand to signal the guest to wait for a moment and quickly finished his work. After repeatedly confirming that the number was correct, he took a long breath and quickly picked up the account book. He apologized, "sorry, I've kept you waiting. What can I do for you..."

The words didn't finish, so they stopped.

Before Neil had time to put the account book in the drawer, he just held it in his hand, looked at Lan Li, smashed his mouth, bit the dead skin on his lips with his teeth, and seemed to be thinking about how this guy appeared. His meaningful eyes were full of possibilities.

Lanli was a little nervous.

Then, Neil threw down the account book heavily, closed the drawer, silently turned out two tequila cups, put them in front of blue Li, and then pulled out the tequila in the counter, turned it upside down, filled two wine cups, and raised one of them.

"It's on my account, but only if you pay for the rest of the drinks tonight." Neil said it to himself, then looked up and drank it directly. He didn't care if lanli agreed.

After drinking, Neil filled a glass for himself, cheered again, rudely wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and began to nag, "are those reporters bothering you again recently? You also know that those guys, just like the flies that can't be driven away, where there's a little bit of fishy smell, just like that, they rush in regardless, and they're bored. Two days ago, Stanley was still fighting with a reporter here... Forget it, it's nothing at all. We just threw that guy out. It's just a bunch of maggots. "

So Langley watched Neil quietly, without speaking or moving.

The nose is slightly sour.

Nervous, it is because of care; Care, that's why we worry about gain and loss. The whole world seems to be changing all the time. The city of New York is changing more quickly, so fast that lanli can't keep up with it; Similarly, he is also changing, fearing that he will become another stranger, or even the one he once hated most. He thinks that he sticks to his original intention, but who can be 100% sure?

At this time, Neil's calm and honest, as if time has never changed in general.

"Hey, this gentleman, your glass is still full. You're not going to do that, are you? I haven't seen you for such a long time. Is a glass of wine worth it With that, Neal leaned back toward lanli and said in a low voice, "man, help me. The other new waiters are watching. Give me some prestige."

Lan Li didn't say much. He took the cup and drank it. The pungent alcohol was burning all the way down his throat to his stomach, which was not the way he was used to drinking, but he still shook his right fist and tapped on the bar to signal Neil to fill himself up again.

Then, one more drink.

Neil looked at lenley, who he knew, with some surprise. "What a bad day?"

The corner of lanli's mouth rose slightly, showing some helplessness. "I just came from Mount Sinai Hospital."

"..." Neil thought about it seriously and said lightly, "everyone has the right to imagine." This made Langley cast a puzzled look. "Not long ago, after you won the prize again in Cannes Film Festival..." Neil stopped. He noticed the second doubt in Langley's eyes, "Cannes? Best actor? You don't know? God, from which corner have you just returned to civilization? "

Best actor of Cannes Film Festival?

Lanli really didn't know about it.

Andy and Roy didn't tell, and Rooney didn't mention it on the phone. Life was completely calm. Now it seems that Andy should be the master to intercept it.

Recently, lanli's state is really bad. He needs a quiet holiday. So Andy creates a vacuum and quiet environment. All the noise and chaos are isolated, so lanli can really calm down.

But Neil was not surprised, and then he seemed to think of something, and he laughed happily, "what did that reporter talk nonsense to provoke? Cannes movie king made you become arrogant and arrogant. We old guys have long been forgotten, and there will never be any intersection in the future. Now it seems that that guy is so stupid that you don't know who is the fool in Cannes

With just a few words, Langley keenly caught the clue, "did Stanley throw him out?"

Neil's face was slightly stunned.

"It's not good for business." Lanli dissuades that the business of "Pioneer Village" is not good at all. In recent years, because lanli is also rejuvenated by "drunken folk songs", Stanley Charlson's dream can continue, and lanli does not want this bar to be affected unnecessarily.

Neil waved indifferently, "it's OK, it's OK. Those guys don't know anything, they just stand by and yell

"Don't you worry that I'll never be the guy you used to know again?" Lan Li asked, but he didn't know.

Instead, Neil is particularly calm, "so, aren't you?" A frank rhetorical question expresses his own point of view. As a bartender, Neil has never seen the vicissitudes of life inferior to anyone. He knows who he is facing. This is his survival rule.

"Well. Even if you are not, so what? " Neil shrugged. "Everyone changes, even ourselves. Why should we ask others not to? Even the Bible does not say in black and white that you must always remember us. The most important thing is that we once had a good memory; Then, after going around, maybe we'll meet again, maybe not. "

After a pause, Neil turned his mouth to Lenny. "Look, you're back. It's like you've never changed. It's just that you're getting older. "

"Ha ha." Lan Li laughed heartily.

Then Neil leaned slightly in the direction of Raleigh. "What's more, the bottle of Alexandria that you gave Stanley is still there."

At the beginning, Stanley Charlson treasured a bottle of Alexandria's whisky. He said that it needed to be opened on a special occasion. Later, Don Quixote won the billboard championship, and the folk song finally came back to the public's attention again. Stanley opened the bottle of whisky and shared it with a group of friends.

Last year, through Alexander Hamilton, Langley found another bottle of Alexander Scotch in Scotland, so he bought it and gave it to Stanley.

At that time, Langley was filming "Jurassic world", and the affairs of George and Elizabeth were also troubling; So instead of showing up in person, lanli entrusted Matthew with the bottle of whisky, just a small gift.

Lan Li's tense mood really completely relaxed down, showing a smile, jokingly said, "it seems that our friendship is still based on alcohol."

"At least not money." Neil said briskly.

Then Neil knocked heavily on the bar table and cried out, "ladies and gentlemen, you can inform your relatives and friends as soon as possible that an old friend will return to Pioneer Village tonight. This gentleman will pay for the first round of every customer's generosity. It's Thursday night, and now it's time for publicity. "

Neil held up his third cup of tequila, turned his head and looked at lanli, "pay homage to my old friend."

Not many customers around also raised their bar, cheerfully and cheerfully shouting, "pay homage to old friends!"

Time, always in the continuous rapid Pentium, carefully carved those years, the final precipitation in the bottom of my heart, is precisely the moment to define their own life.

Or better. Or regret.

……

The carnival night on Thursday held temporarily by Pioneer Village is not widely spread on the social network, but only through word of mouth among regular customers.

Those real jazz lovers, folk music lovers, those who really enjoy the beautiful night, have come out of their homes and come to the Pioneer Village to participate in the grand event. A glass of wine, a cigarette and a song can light up the muggy night before early summer and make people intoxicated.

Night, gradually deep, New York Night's gorgeous charm spread in the neon, slightly drunk state is to let those tired and shackles all unload, the light between the enjoyable, but let the true feelings show, it seems that everyone can unload the burden, do the most real yourself.

The stage lighting of Pioneer Village lights up slowly, a spotlight lantern covers a chair, so the scene is very familiar to the familiar guests, and each performance always has its own characteristics——

Since lanli and "drunken ballad", Pioneer Village has become one of the places of interest in New York. Any singer who can appear on this stage has attracted much attention, and even many producers and agents will come here to dig for treasures. But it is commendable that the Pioneer Village still retains its purity. The invited singers always pay attention to quality, which has nothing to do with fame. Stanley insists on Guarding every level.

Just like the clarion gate bar in "drunken folk", but the difference is that Stanley does not pay attention to "commercial value", he pays attention to the soul of the singer.

Because of this, Pioneer Village has not become a popular place, nor has it become a holy land for countless folk singers, nor has it established cooperative relations with major music companies. It still stays in its own petty bourgeoisie circle, but has become the last pure land for real senior lovers.

Even with the blue gift, the Pioneer Village still did not make a lot of money, just to maintain the balance of payments. Stanley's stubbornness is the fundamental reason.

Thanks to this, every night's performance still maintains the quality. Now, it's time to perform tonight.