"Thank you."

When Sun Yuehe happily went to change clothes, Zhang Qing looked at Qi Juan and said.

Qi Juan raised her eyebrows and said with a proud smile: "It's a small matter."

Liu Shanshan said in a weird way: "It's really trivial, a pretty Huang Rong from Peach Blossom Island, and a stupid Guo Jing from the northwest desert."

Qi Juan smiled and said: "You really misunderstood this."

"How to say?"

Liu Shanshan smiled.

Qi Juan reminded: "Not only Guo Jing came from the northwest, but also Ouyang Ke. Do you think Guo Jing can write a best-selling book?"

Liu Shanshan laughed loudly and said: "Yes, yes, Zhang Qing is Ouyang Ke! Hey, that's not right, Ouyang Ke even went to Peach Blossom Island to propose marriage. Zhang Qing, how about you give it a try?"

Zhang Qing would also joke, saying: "I'm afraid her father will beat me to death with his Sky Splitting Palm."

"puff!"

Qi Juan smiled and said, "If you dare to go, you probably won't be beaten to death."

Zhang Qing shook his head calmly: "If I were Uncle Qi, I would beat him to death."

Liu Shanshan looked at Zhang Qing and said with admiration: "I have seen the only boy who has been with Juanzi for so long who can stay calm and not be tempted."

Qi Juan smiled and cursed: "What are you talking about? It makes me look like a watery slut."

Liu Shanshan hurriedly explained: "I mean that they are tempted to chase you, but I am not saying that you are tempted."

Qi Juan smiled and scolded: "Bullshit, it doesn't even mean the same thing. I'm not a flirtatious person, so how can others be tempted?"

Liu Shanshan was rarely serious. She looked at Zhang Qing and said: "Although Qi Juan is usually enthusiastic and willing to help classmates and friends, she only does what she wants. She only does this to you."

Zhang Qing nodded, Qi Juan said "oh" and asked with a smile: "What do you think when you hear such words?"

After Zhang Qing thought for a while, he said: "At first, I was secretly happy and vain, then I was ready to take action... and finally I calmed down and sobered up."

He said it very seriously. Liu Shanshan selectively heard the four words "ready to move" and laughed evilly at the side.

Qi Juan smiled dissatisfiedly and said: "You are progressing too fast, right? Just being happy is enough for now."

Liu Shanshan wanted to say something else, but she happened to see Sun Yuehe coming out. She really wanted to hold it back, but unfortunately she couldn't hold it back, and she burst into laughter.

Sun Yuehe's rough face immediately turned red with embarrassment, and she hurriedly said: "Isn't it too glamorous? She's dressed like an old witch. Really... I still won't go."

In the rural areas of Western Xinjiang in 1995, the popular thing was red sheepskin jackets with flowers embroidered on them. In short...it's hard to describe in a word.

Sun Yuehe bought this outfit because she was going to a big city and she was determined not to embarrass her son. She was very cruel and spent a lot of money to buy it.

But look at the Western-style clothes on Qi Juan and the others, as well as the clothes on Teacher Yang and the others...

Sun Yuehe's eyes were opened and she suddenly realized that she didn't look good dressed like this.

Qi Juan smiled and stepped forward to grab Sun Yuehe who wanted to go back to change clothes, and said with a smile: "Auntie, this is the northwest wind! Why don't you look good if you are more confident? If you want something new, I dare to wear the same one as you when I go out.

Can you still laugh at us?"

When Sun Yuehe calmed down, Qi Juan smiled and said: "But you still have to bring some thin clothes. The air conditioning and heating are on in the bar, it's very hot."

"air conditioner?"

Sun Yuehe obviously didn't know what this was.

Zhang Qing said softly: "It's like the fire wall of a stove at home, but it's electrically powered to emit hot air."

In 1995, even in big cities like Jiangjing City, air conditioners were actually not common. The cost of increasing the capacity alone was enough to deter most people, and if you wanted to increase the capacity, it was not something you could do with money...

Sun Yuehe heard this and said hurriedly: "Then I'd better change into something thinner."

Qi Juan said: "You can wear a coat with a sweater underneath. Just take off the coat when you go."

Sun Yuehe responded repeatedly, and this time it was much faster. She changed into homely and clean clothes, and the group took the bus to Hanzheng Street and Tomorrow Bar.

…

"Hello, eldest sister, welcome to be our guest. I am Qi Juan's father. Zhang Qing is a very good child and very sensible. We like him."

After Qi Ping listened to Qi Juan's introduction, he shook hands formally and smiled.

Qi Ping has truly seen the big world. Over the years, he has returned to his original nature more and more, without any airs on his body.

Sun Yuehe didn't know his identity, so she hurriedly said hello and said: "Brother, I envy you. I'm afraid your daughter is better than a real princess!"

Qi Ping laughed and said: "I am not being modest, but in comparison, Zhang Qing deserves more praise. Juanzi, take good care of auntie."

After that, he asked the waiter to prepare juice, fruit plate and snacks for them to eat.

On the bar stage, someone was singing, and there were five musicians behind the singer.

There were several sets of tables and chairs under the stage, where everyone sat drinking and chatting, and applauded when listening to the singer's wonderful singing.

Although the guests were not many retired ladies as Qi Juan said, there were indeed elderly women.

However, few people will disturb others. This is different from the village. Even if you sit together with people you don’t know, you can have a conversation at several tables around...

"Zhang Qing, go sing a song!"

Liu Shanshan's fox tail was finally exposed and she said with a smile: "It's been a happy event for you recently, especially your father is getting healthier and your aunt is getting better too. Your family will definitely get better and better. This is an exciting time.

Didn't you write a song when you were married? They say you forget your mother when you marry a daughter-in-law. You can't... ahem, you know. Sing a song for auntie, hurry up!"

Qi Juan was watching the fun nearby. When she saw Zhang Qing looking over, she asked: "Have you finished reading those books, how did you learn? Anyway, I can't learn accusative case, modulation, counterpoint and so on.

It’s very confusing to watch.”

Composing music is not just about coming up with a melody and humming the chords.

The depth of knowledge required to compose music is beyond imagination.

The song of saliva is at the lower end of the music contempt chain, because the music texture is simple, a few chords are played back and forth, and it becomes a song, which is euphemistically called catchy.

The golden songs that can truly withstand the baptism of time are usually works with complex and rigorous textures and progressive voices.

This involves many rules similar to the grammatical requirements in English writing.

When Master Hua criticized Mao Xiaochou for having problems with his composition, it was not entirely because he was outspoken and envious of others.

Zhang Qing smiled and said, "I learned some and found it interesting."

Qi Juan was so angry that she wanted to hit someone. She nodded and said, "It's interesting, right? If it's interesting, go sing one. If you sing well, it can also help our family win over the guests."

Sun Yuehe looked at her son worriedly and said, "Qingzi, can you really sing?" She was worried that he would make a fool of himself.

Liu Shanshan urged anxiously: "Why don't I sing the song you wrote to Juanzi again!"

Qi Juan didn't say much, and went directly to the bar, asked Qi Ping for the guitar, and put it into Zhang Qing's hand.

Zhang Qing held the handle of the piano and smiled. Qi Juan gestured to the stage and pointed at Zhang Qing. The singer was also a wonderful person. The last line of the lyrics "Let us..." was directly changed to "Welcome Qingzi!"

"

The guests who were chatting and listening to music turned their attention one after another. The quality was indeed relatively high, and some of them applauded.

When Sun Yuehe saw this, she became nervous. She was afraid that her son would be embarrassed.

I'm still confused, why did I change my name?

Fortunately, Zhang Qing smiled and walked up to the stage with the guitar, adjusted the microphone, and said: "I taught myself some composition, but I didn't know the heights of the world and wrote a song to show my shame."

The guests were very generous, and some applauded and encouraged.

Zhang Qing paused, but then said: "This song is dedicated to my mother, she is the best mother in the world. It is also dedicated to all the mothers in the world."

After that, without waiting for Sun Yuehe, who was already red-eyed before singing, and the guests to applaud, he started singing:

Mom under the moonlight

Quietly I miss you

Concern quietly flowing in the blood

Mom, your arms

The love of my life

It smells like the clothes you dried

mom under the moon

Only with you can I have a home

Under the dim and nostalgic lights of the bar, Zhang Qing was holding a guitar, lowering her head and singing softly.

This scene reflected in Qi Juan's eyes and melted into her heart...

…
Chapter completed!