At two o'clock in the afternoon, the Forgettable Bar on the Pedestrian Street had just put up the "Now Open" sign. A customer wearing a wind coat and sunglasses opened the door and walked in.
There are many bars in Houhai, and their main business hours are from evening to late night and early morning. Some bars open earlier, at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, but there are basically not many customers.
Most of the waiters have not yet gone to work, and there is no one on the performance stage. There is only a drum set placed in the corner. There are a few lights inside, but the light is not very bright.
When the first customer came in today, Chen Jianhao was wiping the bar with a rag.
He had never done such a thing before, because it was a waiter's job, but after getting married and having children, he suddenly fell in love with the job of washing and scrubbing.
When the bar opens, wiping the bar clean gives him a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.
The most important thing is that Chen Jianhao's wife is at the bar, organizing the wine cabinet with him. The silent understanding between them is the warmth and sweetness that belongs to the two of them.
The customer in a trench coat sat down in front of the bar and said, "Madam boss, give me a beer."
The landlady had just stuffed a bottle of champagne back into the cabinet. She didn't even raise her head when she heard this and said, "You're really early. I'm the first guest today. I'll take this glass."
The guest laughed and said: "Ah, how embarrassing is this."
The landlady suddenly felt something was wrong and raised her head suddenly, just in time to see the guest take off his sunglasses, revealing a very familiar face.
"ah!"
She suddenly let out a scream, opened the bar cover at lightning speed and rushed out, opened her arms and gave the other party a strong hug: "Xiao Lu!"
Chen Jianhao, who was cleaning the tables at the bar, was startled by his wife's scream at first, but when he saw the true appearance of the visitor, he couldn't help but smile.
Lu Chen smiled and patted Sister Na on the back and said, "My godson, you have lost weight!"
The son born to Chen Jianhao and Sister Na recognized Lu Chen as his godfather. However, this godfather was usually too busy and he only met his godson a few times and gave him a lot of gifts.
Sister Na laughed and let go of Lu Chen, clenched her fist and hit him on the shoulder, and asked: "Why are you free to come here today? Do you miss my son? Did you bring a gift?"
Lu Chen felt ashamed: "I'll make it up next time."
Speaking of which, he hadn't been to Wangyoucao Bar for a long time, mainly because he was too busy with his usual work, but this did not affect his friendship with Chen Jianhao and Sister Na.
Some friends, even if they haven't seen each other for several years, remain the same. Although Lu Chen is now at the pinnacle of his life, he has never felt that he is superior.
Don't forget your original intention. This bar, which carries many memories of Lu Chen, is also where his original intention lies.
Chen Jianhao poured Lu Chen a glass of beer.
Lu Chen was not polite. He picked up his wine glass and took a long sip. 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 it earlier..."
Chen Jianhao picked up the ticket and took a look at it: "I have been waiting for this day for a long time, but I didn't expect it to arrive so late."
"Yeah yeah!"
Sister Na grabbed the ticket and felt like she had found a treasure: "Love it all your life? What a good name!"
Lu Chen felt ashamed.
In fact, based on his debut experience, after the release of his first album "My Deskmate", he was eligible to hold a solo concert, but it was delayed for three years.
Many singers in the industry do not have any popular works, but they still hold their personal concerts with great success, and they have to add a good qualification to make a profit at a loss.
In contrast, Lu Chen's first solo concert really came too late. He has no problem holding several concerts a year, and he can't exhaust the enthusiasm of his fans.
And tonight, for Lu Chen’s [Love for Life] solo concert, which will be held at the Beijing Olympic Sports Center on Valentine’s Day, February 14th, ticket bookings are now available through Chenfei Media and Feixun Music.
The tickets had been printed two days ago. In addition to the pre-sale portion, some were intercepted and given away because many people had asked for tickets a long time ago, including Tan Hong, Liu Gangsheng, Shi Fang, etc.
Waiting for friends in the circle.
Of course, Lu Chen did not forget Chen Jianhao and his wife, he specially delivered the tickets to their door personally.
Chen Jianhao and Sister Na looked at each other and smiled, feeling deeply moved.
Although the two of them are not in the circle, they have seen a lot about the things in the circle. There are really few people like Lu Chen who are affectionate and loyal from beginning to end.
Squeak~
At this moment, the door of the bar was pushed open again, and a young man walked in carrying a guitar case.
"Boss, boss lady!"
He greeted politely, but not very skillfully, and there was a hint of youthfulness in his appearance and voice.
Sister Na smiled and said: "Xiao Gao, you are here."
The young man nodded, and suddenly he saw Lu Chen sitting in front of the bar.
Although Lu Chen turned sideways, the young man named Xiao Gao still recognized Lu Chen at a glance.
Lu Chen was his idol. He came to work in the Forgettable Bar because Lu Chen made his debut in this bar.
In fact, in today's bars in Houhai, Forget-Cao has become a holy place for folk singers. Many singers have performed here. It is not easy to become a resident singer of Forget-Cao.
Chen Jianhao waved to him: "Come here, let me introduce you."
Xiao Gaomeng came to his senses with a jolt. He trotted over without thinking and stood in front of Lu Chen. His face turned red with excitement: "Lu...Hello, Teacher Lu!"
Lu Chen smiled and said, "Hello."
Chen Jianhao said: "He is the new resident singer Xiao Gao Gaoyong. He plays the guitar well, but his singing skills are only so-so. He has written a few songs, so he has some aura."
"Can you give me some advice?"
Lu Chen said: "Okay."
He knew that it was Chen Jianhao's fault because he cared about his talent, otherwise he would not have recommended it to him, nor did he ask for his guidance. A few words of advice might make this young singer's life completely different.
Gao Yong suddenly felt as if he had been hit so hard by a pie falling from the sky that he almost fainted.
It was Sister Na who reminded him and asked him to go on stage to sing.
When Gao Yong was tuning the guitar, Sister Na said to Lu Chen: "He is a bit like you back then."
Lu Chen smiled and said nothing.
Even if Sister Na didn't say anything, he could still see a bit of himself in the other person.
It’s just that this time, I have gone very far inadvertently——