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Chapter 89 087. Praise yourself for being excellent? Shameless, right?

Feng Ke felt comfortable immediately after seeing Jiang Wen's reaction.

He has been holding his breath all this time!

Commercial implantation is not required, nor is joining the group with capital.

Playing with people like Jiang Wen is prone to cerebral hemorrhage.

Because he is stubborn, if Su Chen hadn't temporarily found investors, he really doesn't know how to solve the problem of the 20 million.

Jiang Wen is indeed famous.

But he is also famous in the industry for losing money when making movies.

Either it was a flop at the box office, or it wasn't allowed to be released.

And in this era, 20 million is definitely not a small amount of money. Who is willing to give Jiang Wen money to toss around.

"Do you dare to do it or not?"

Feng Ke stared: "What's wrong? It doesn't look like you."

Jiang Wen: "Can you do it? It's endless."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the backs of Su Chen and Zhao Qingren, then turned around and left!

…

After the matter of investing in "Let the Bullets Fly" was settled, Su Chen felt relieved.

"Thank you, Sister Qingren."

Walking on the streets of Jiaodaokou, Su Chen suddenly spoke.

"Thank you for what?"

Zhao Qingren turned around and looked directly into Su Chen's eyes calmly and generously.

"Trust."

Su Chen spread his hands.

"What are you talking about? If you hadn't persuaded me to invest in "Crazy Racing", I wouldn't have had a good start and doubled my income as soon as I returned to China."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Zhao Qingren pulled Su Chen and the two of them walked through the intersection.

I saw it was very lively in front.

"That's Nanluoguxiang, a street. The Chinese Opera is in Mianmian Hutong in front of it."

Su Chen said.

"Ouch."

Zhao Qing seems to like this kind of place where alleys are connected with alleys.

"Go in for a walk?"

"OK!"

The two people went in along Mianmian Alley.

There are a lot of people in the alley, and most of them come from the path of Nanluogu Lane to Mianmian Hutong.

The two of them walked and chatted. After half an hour, they found that there were fewer and fewer people around them.

Only then did I realize that something was not quite right.

"Are we lost?"

Peking's alleys are connected with alleys. You go in here and come out there. The two of you are chatting and walking. After an hour, you already don't know where you are.

"possible!"

Su Chen was also aware of this problem.

I walked too far, and when I encountered a fork in the road, I turned straight without remembering the way.

This is great.

"Why don't you call the police?"

Zhao Qingren felt a little scared, after all, there were dark alleys all around.

From time to time, there are a few old locust trees showing their claws in the shadows, and red lanterns are hung at the entrances of some yards. When the wind blows, the shades of the trees sway, and it feels like there are ghosts and monsters everywhere.

The two of them were still in a relatively commercial alley at first, but when they came to their senses, they were in this place.

"Call the police?"

Su Chen smiled and said, "Do you know what to tell the police? I'm in an alley. I don't know where I am. Come find me quickly."

Zhao Qing was speechless.

"Let's go."

Seeing that she was a little scared, Su Chen simply reached out and held Zhao Qingren's hand.

Her hands were boneless and smooth in her hands.

Zhao Qingren's heart skipped a beat, and she let Su Chen hold her. The two of them were about one person's distance apart.

Now after holding hands, shoulders are touching shoulders.

Su Chen was about a head taller than Zhao Qingren, and this height ratio was just right for Zhao Qingren to slowly rest her head on his shoulder.

The surrounding environment is a bit poor.

But the atmosphere now is very heartwarming.

After holding hands, the two people no longer chatted and walked as before.

Instead it was very quiet.

There was only the rustling of leaves in the wind and the sound of two people's footsteps all around.

About twenty minutes later, they heard the roar of music in the distance.

Only then did I realize that we were finally leaving the depths of the alley.

Until he walked out of the alley, Su Chen secretly exclaimed: "I didn't expect that I actually came from Houhai!"

"Isn't this a bar street?"

Zhao Qingren narrowed her eyes, and her hair was pulled behind her ears: "Somewhere, God willed me to have a drink with you!"

Su Chen smiled and said, "But drinking here won't make me poor."

Houhai is surrounded by beauties and handsome men, and bar salesmen stand at the door from time to time and drag customers inside.

Su Chen led her around and around.

Zhao Qingren stared: "Hey, why are you so familiar with this place? Tell me! Do you always sneak out to drink behind my back?"

After he finished speaking, he deliberately showed a fierce expression, very fierce.

"Um?!!"

“There are many board game stores here.”

Su Chen pointed around and said, "I used to play board games and always run here."

He pointed to a tavern in front and said, "It's quieter over there. Which store should we go to?"

This is near the end of the bar street. The open bar business is not as good as the previous one, but it still seems quiet.

The two of them sat in the bar and drank for a while.

Zhao Qingren shouted that she wanted to sing a song, and as she was talking, she actually came to the bar and sang an English song.

Su Chen didn't know what his name was.

However, Zhao Qingren speaks English very well, has a very pure sense of language, and sings quite nicely.

"You come and sing one too."

Su Chen waved his hand: "My singing is just average."

"Oh, there's no one else who wants to hear you sing, just sing a song."

Zhao Qingren seemed to be very happy today, and Su Chen couldn't bear to spoil her happiness.

"Well."

His major is an actor, and because he practices lines all the year round, his voice condition is very good, but singing is really not Su Chen's strong point.

At best, he is not out of tune, but he is still far from being a professional singer.

The owner of this bar is a fat Northeastern man who looks like a butcher.

He has a beard all over his face, but he gives people the feeling of being easy to get along with.

"If you don't sing well, the price of the drink will be doubled!"

Su Chen sat on a high chair at the bar and smiled: "That's it, I'll pay you three times first."

As he spoke, he reached out and tapped the microphone in front of him.

There was a burst of noise cancellation from the microphone, and Su Chen adjusted the position of the microphone.

Picked up the guitar next to him.

After strumming a chord at random, I tuned it.

Zhao Qingren held a glass of mojito in his hand, rested his chin with one elbow, tilted his head slightly, looked at Su Chen, and waited quietly.

Su Chen picked up the guitar and recalled it for a while.

Then I chose a song with relatively simple chords in my memory.

After a pause, the guitar started playing.

He chuckled and looked at Zhao Qingren and slowly said: "An outstanding person like me should have lived a brilliant life.

You should have lived a brilliant life.

How come after more than twenty years, I am still floating in the sea of ​​people?"

Zhao Qingren raised his eyebrows.

In the microphone, Su Chen's voice was very soft, but when she sang it so softly, it didn't feel like she was singing, but rather like she was chatting with her.

She couldn't help but laugh out loud, showed her thumbs up, and sat on a chair in the audience to interact with Su Chen: "Praise yourself for being excellent? Isn't that shameless."

The bar owner was wiping the ice machine with a rag while looking at the two people happily.

Su Chen smiled slightly.

His fingers flicked on the strings, the conelight above his head shone on him, and his back gradually faded into darkness.

Su Chen's eyes were clear and clean.

"A smart person like me has long since said goodbye to simplicity."

"Why did you use a relationship to exchange for scars?"

"How many people have you seen who are confused like me, who are searching like me, who are doing nothing like me."

When Zhao Qingren first started listening, she wanted to interact with Su Chen. She had a smile on her face. As she listened, the smile gradually faded away.

He just stared at Su Chen blankly.

There is no skill or extra emotion in Su Chen's singing, it's just an ordinary talk about something on her mind.

And because of the sadness of the little person, I sang this type of song after reaching the level.

Su Chenhui couldn't help but bring some feelings into it.

Just this, it's too provocative.

(End of chapter)