On the steps.
Chen Changfeng and the middle-aged man looked at each other.
From his eyes, one could see the vicissitudes of life!
He had read through his experience!
He could read the deep and surging emotions in his heart!
"This is a man with a story!”
She gave the middle-aged man in front of her a label.
Chen Changfeng nodded.
It was an answer to the middle-aged man's question.
"Tell me!"
"I'll listen!"
The middle-aged man grinned, revealing his white teeth. He picked up a peanut, threw it into his mouth, and chewed twice.
His expression was filled with joy and nostalgia.
"You know what?"
"The most difficult thing in life is poverty!"
"In the past, I was like you. I was young and unruly, and I loved freedom!”
"I like music! I like to sing!"
"I used to be a street singer too!"
"At that time, it will be even more difficult than what you have now!”
"Street singers, in the eyes of most people, are unemployed! He was not doing his job properly! It was a poor torment! Not much better than Mr. Liuzi!"
"It's the same job as a beggar!”
"At that time, it would be difficult to eat your fill!”
"But I don't care, and neither do many street singers!”
"In the eyes of people like us, a free soul is the most important!”
"Dream as a horse, the four seas as a home!"
……
the middle-aged man said slowly.
She was caught up in the memories of the past.
Her nostalgic and cheerful tone had unknowingly become a little sad and sad.
Chen Changfeng listened quietly.
He nodded from time to time to show that he was listening carefully.
Beside him, the pedestrians gradually slowed down.
Beside him, there were a few more listeners who heard the sound.
Their ears were sharp, and they heard a good story from a few meters away.
He quickly and quietly came over.
She imitated Chen Changfeng and listened attentively.
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A few years ago.
Street singer Zhao Fu had fallen out with his family for his dream.
He held his breath and relied on his youth.
Carrying a broken guitar on his back, the world was his home.
They wandered in different cities, wandering in the streets and alleys of every city.
He had lived in a park and slept on the streets.
After starving, he ate leftovers.
However, for the sake of his own life, he still could not go home and was even more unwilling to bow down to his family.
Later, he wandered to the city.
At that time, he was destitute and penniless.
With just a broken guitar, he could make a living.
He would not be full or starve to death.
Later, he came to Yulin Road.
In a small tavern at the end of the street, the lady boss, who was in her forties, saw his talent.
He asked him to sing in a small bar.
He gave him porridge to eat and a roof to cover his body.
Zhao Fou was grateful.
However, the lady boss was often beaten and scolded by the boss.
His feelings for this kind woman also changed. From gratitude to pity, he finally fell in love with her.
The Lady Boss didn't want Zhao Fou to stay in the tavern forever and be useless.
After he had saved up some money, she encouraged him to go out.
He wanted to explore a bigger city!
To sing on a bigger stage!
Go to a bigger world!
However, no matter how much the Lady Boss chased him away, or even angrily hit him or scolded him, he would not leave.
Guarding the tavern.
He was guarding the Lady Boss.
Others laughed at him for losing his heart and being afraid to go out and adventure again.
At first, the lady boss thought so too. She even thought that she had misjudged the person.
It was not until later on, when he was drunk, that he learned the truth from him.
Later on, in order to make Zhao Fu leave and to cut off his thoughts.
She did not want to delay this young man who was younger than her.
The lady boss ran away from home.
He never came back.
There were only two sentences left for Zhao Fou:
Live a good life!
Be in love!
In that instant, Zhao Fou cried like a child.
After that, Zhao Fou left the tavern and worked hard, moving around everywhere.
Gradually, his career was successful.
But no matter how busy he was, he would come to the city for a few months every year.
They walked on Yulin Road for a night.
Because the owner was not good at business, the tavern had already changed hands. He stayed for half a night.
He hoped to see the former Lady Boss again.
Later on, he traveled all over the country, desperately looking for the Lady Boss, but to no avail.
However, he would still return to the city for a few months every year.
Although he wasn't from the city, in his heart, the city had long become his second hometown.
His youth, his love that had ended without a cause, his friends, and the people and things he was familiar with were all here.
The slow pace of life here, the fireworks that filled the city, the lively hustle and bustle, the familiar friends, the hearty laughter, the interesting conversations, and the sound of mahjong.
This city:
They had witnessed his unbearable state!
She had witnessed his misery!
He felt his grief!
It carried his longing!
He let go of his dreams!
He held up his glory!
Many people who wandered outside had an isolated island in their hearts.
The city was an isolated island in his heart.
Now, he still went to the tavern often.
He was waiting for the Lady Boss!
It was also to recall the fireworks of the past!
He could feel the veins that the city had left in his body and mind.
…………………………………………
On the street.
More and more people listened to the story.
Everyone gathered together and listened quietly.
No one disturbed him.
He looked at the middle-aged man named Zhao Feng and gradually choked.
He downed glass after glass of wine.
Everyone listened quietly.
She could hear his gratitude towards the Lady Boss.
She could hear his nostalgia for the past.
She could hear his feelings for the city under his feet.
Many people's thoughts were stirred and they became silent.
From Zhao Fu's story, they found similar experiences or emotions that were similar to their own.
The night deepened.
Soon, it was past ten o'clock at night.
In the cold winter, the night was always quiet.
There were even fewer pedestrians on the street.
But more and more people gathered around Chen Changsheng.
The story ended.
Zhao Fou finished his bottle of wine.
He looked at Chen Changfeng and ignored the extra people.
He grinned and continued his initial sigh before telling the story.
"Now, I still think that the most difficult thing in life is being poor!”
"However, I was poor in the past, but now I'm poor in my heart!”
"No one can avoid being poor!”
" Some are poor in money, some are poor in heart, some are poor in feelings, some are poor in life…"
As he spoke.
He grabbed a handful of peanuts, threw them into his mouth, and chewed them.
His movements were natural and unrestrained, and he ate boldly.
He did not care about his image in the eyes of outsiders.
He's a real cool bro, a martial artist!
He stood up.
He patted the dust off his body.
He was satisfied.
He was ready to leave.
"Brother!"
"Thank you for listening to me!"
"I feel much better after the story is over!”
"It's time to go!"
It was as if he was just looking for someone to listen to the story.
He did not expect Chen Changfeng to really write a song.
"Wait!"
At this moment, Chen Changfeng suddenly stood up.
He pointed at the slogan.
"Listen to your story and return you a song!”
"This is…the rule I set!”
After saying that.
He ignored Zhao Fu, who was about to speak.
He picked up the guitar.
He walked to the microphone.
His fingers plucked the strings.
A simple yet beautiful note suddenly rippled.
The sound of the guitar filled the entire venue.
It was like a gurgling stream that went straight into one's heart.
It sounded like a very simple melody, but it seemed to have a magical power.
The moment he appeared, he grabbed everyone's ears.
Their hearts tightened.
It resonated with them, as if everyone's story was hidden in the melody.
They couldn't help but want to continue listening.
After that, Chen Changfeng started singing.
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PS: I wonder if the readers will like it.
The author could only write a different kind of entertainment novel.
It was a novel based on pleasure, mixed with emotions, stories, expectations, and wishes.
It was a tribute to youth and a tribute to classics!
It wasn't purely for the sake of pleasure!
I hope you guys will support me!
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