How could Gu Wenwen be convinced? He immediately argued: "Popular trends are always changing. Some people become famous in one go, while others have to endure it."

"I've been in a long time," Xia Ge said, "This job is also very good, making more money than a bar, and it's very stable. My position has no conflicts of interest with others, so I'm very satisfied."

After saying that, he nodded to the two of them seriously and said, "Of course you can sign a contract with you for two years, three years, four years, and then? I was not popular, and I turned back after failure. I was 35 years old and 40 years old. I am useless except for singing. Can I find such a job again? I have just learned to face my ordinary self, and the process is not good."

"How could you be so talented..."

"Thank you for your appreciation, but whether you have talent or not is the final say of one or two people." Xia Ge leaned on the back of the chair and sighed, "This kind of praise was once my courage to persevere, thank you very much."

Gu Wenwen grabbed his skirt in a hurry: "Brother Xia, don't you have any remaining dreams?"

Xia Ge just smiled and did not answer this question. There was really nothing to answer, so he would naturally understand it.

"Brother Jian, I can't tell him." Gu Wenwen was so angry that he wanted to rub Lu Jian.

"This problem is quite realistic, there is nothing to say." Lu Jian just took out an envelope from his bag, "I'm short of money, right? I'll buy you to sing."

He pushed the envelope to Xia Ge, and said with a snorted smile: "Ten thousand yuan, buy you to sing your favorite song, and now."

Xia Ge's smile froze.

"Brother Jian... don't do this..." Gu Wenwen quickly pulled Lu Jian. It was a bit insulting to do so.

"Why, there is not enough money?" Lu Jian spread his arms and said, "Aren't you here just to make money? Just sing a song for ten thousand yuan in a few minutes, why are you hesitating?"

Xia Ge's stalemate smile stretched out: "You are really good at joking. I still have something to do, I have to hurry up."

"Can you laugh? I'm insulting you." Lu Jian took out the money from the envelope and patted it on the table. "All money has been earned by people like us, so you can continue to make children's songs."

"Okay, thank you for coming." Xia Geqiang smiled and stood up to see him off.

"Twenty thousand yuan." Lu Jian pulled out the second envelope and piled it on it, "Aren't you very realistic? There is no reason not to accept it."

"You should leave." Xia Ge turned his head and pointed at the door.

"Thirty thousand." Lu Jian pulled out another stack and thrust at Xia Ge, "You've been sleeping enough."

Xia Ge frowned, and in an instant, his smile disappeared. He suddenly waved his arms and threw the money on the table away, took a step and grabbed Lu Jian's neckline, his voice low and trembling: "Take your stinky money and get out."

Lu Jian narrowed his eyes and said, "Can't you laugh?"

"Do you think I am willing to laugh?" Xia Ge stared at Lu Jian and said word by word, "As a loser, what else can I do besides laughing? Do you cry? Make everyone hate me? I sympathize with me?"

"Some people look better than laughing." Lu Jian grabbed Xia Ge's elbow, pulled him off his neckline, and asked again, "Don't you want to tell all of this?"

"It's very sad and annoying." Xia Ge took a step back and sat on the chair, "Don't irritate me, it's boring."

"Try it, I can understand it, just treat it as a concert, and there are only two of us." Lu Jian also sat down again, "We are here for you, don't treat us with music that you can't even recognize."

"Yes, that's it." Gu Wenwen raised his fist and waved it hard, "I didn't count just now, listen to another song!"

"..." Xia Ge breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the ceiling, "I understand."

The last smile disappeared, and he said seriously at Gu Wenwen: "Please keep the money, I'm not too poor to sell my dignity."

Gu Wenwen swallowed and spitted... his temperament completely changed.

Xia Ge was a good old man before, and she felt very warm and mature, but now she has changed.

Become cool!

Xia Ge sat in front of the keyboard again: "My favorite song, "Xiaoshou", was only sung in a bar once, and no one ordered it again. Later producers didn't like it. It made me sure that my aesthetics did not conform to the mainstream, and no matter how hard I tried to be mainstream, I was not as good as those geniuses."

"Look at the ears." Lu Jian was really rubbing his ears with his hands.

"This will probably be my last singing, and it's useless if you understand, they don't like it."

Xia Ge closed his eyes, raised his hand high for a moment, and began the prelude.

This time, the piano sound effect is in the down-tongue, which should be in the ab-tongue, with completely different artistic conceptions. The previous light songs were full of design, but this time it was full of ethereal inspiration. Even the electronic piano also played the sadness of the piano.

Even his voice changed.

It is no longer the kind of singing that blindly seeks positive energy and briskly, but the tone like waking up after drinking. It is indeed a bit disappointing, but this is also a man's vicissitudes. It is just right, with a slightly hoarse and thick voice, like an old tree bark lying on the ground.

"When you walk into this joyous field"

"All dreams and thoughts on your back"

"All colors of makeup on faces"

"No one remembers what you look like"

Gu Wenwen couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he had already pulled Lu Jian's arm: "Open... and kneel..."

Lu Jian was just listening and had no time to pay attention to her.

This melody has a shadow of Nordic or Russian music, the gloomy tune that belongs to the cold, without a sense of design, and does not please anyone, but just a drunk person who talks about his heart.

Xia Ge, who was completely closed his eyes and sang, never looked at the keyboard. Such a person's deep singing was a beautiful oil painting.

"You are in the corner after three rounds of wine"

"Singing bitter songs stubbornly"

"Listen to him being submerged in the hustle and bustle"

"You pick up the wine glass and say to yourself-"

A picture of poetry flashed through Lu Jian's mind, raising a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadow became three people.

Before he could be surprised, the chorus came, and this poem was instantly given a sound-

"A cup to the sun, a cup to the moonlight"

"Awaken my yearning and gentle the cold window"

"So you can fly against the wind without looking back"

"Don't be afraid of rain in your heart and frost in your eyes"

...

"One cup to the hometown, one cup to the distance"

"Preserve my kindness and urge me to grow up"

...

"One cup to tomorrow, one cup to the past"

...

"One cup to freedom, one cup to death"

...

"Okay, always leave after dawn"

"The most ridiculous person is sober"

After the song, Xia Ge raised his hand high and let the voice go away.

But the song was always entangled in the listener's heart.

A cup to the sun, a cup to the moonlight.

A cup to the hometown, a cup to the distance.

One cup to the next tomorrow, one cup to the past.

One cup to honor freedom, one cup to death.

This wine is stronger than the other.

After eight glasses of strong wine, Gu Wenwen watched in a daze as tears dripped onto his skirt.

Not every word can be heard clearly, not every tune can be understood, but I just can't control it...

Are pursuing dreams really smoothed out?

Xia Ge only opened his eyes at this time, his expression was a little confused. After a brief moment of stagnation, he leaned on the back of the chair again and waved weakly: "Okay, let's go."

"Don't." Gu Wenwen grabbed the table and said, "This song is OK... It's very sad... But I still want to listen to it, and I still want to listen to it 10 times, 100 times, what have you experienced! I want to listen to it!"

"Let's go, don't want to talk anymore."
Chapter completed!