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"Fat Four? Why do you..."

Before Lin Xia finished speaking, Lin Yue kicked him out without saying a word.

Fat Si was originally a dwarf, so he was caught off guard. He was hit on the chest and sat down on the ground, his face was livid, and he hugged his chest with his hands in pain, rubbing it hard.

"I haven't settled with you for the stage just now."

Lin Yue walked over and slapped him again, making Fat Si dizzy, he subconsciously blocked it with his hand, and Lin Yue grabbed his wrist and folded it back.

Hearing a scream, the bassist and guitarist who were chatting with the waiter under the stage hurried over to check. Seeing that Fat Si was being beaten, they hurried forward to help, but they gave Lin Yue one by one before he could make effective actions. He punched him until he covered his eyes with his hands and cried out in pain.

"You...don't fight!" Lin Xia yelled, "I...I promise you."

It was good that Fei Si didn't interrupt, but when he interrupted, it annoyed Lin Yue and drove her to a corner, so he had to agree.

She had no choice, because everyone could tell that Lin Yue was forced to sing "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau". He could sing, and it was one thing to sing well. Fat Si and the band Squeezing him out is another matter.

The lady proprietress said that Lin Yue came to perform on the first day, and asked Fei Si and others to actively cooperate. Is this called active cooperation? This is deliberately finding fault.

Not to mention being unreasonable with the proprietress, even if the police came, they would have to ask Fat Si and the others to blame for making trouble out of nothing.

It was wrong for Lin Yue to do it, but Fei Si kept provoking him, and anyone with a temper would be irritated.

In order for Fat Si not to be expelled and the matter not to become a big deal, the only thing she can do is to compromise.

"That's what you said."

Lin Yue glanced back at her, put down his raised hand, pushed the bass player back, and got up from him.

Or say this fat four is stupid, he beat up Cheng Feng, Shi Xiaomeng, and Wu Di for the first time yesterday. When a smart person fights against him, he will definitely think carefully about whether he can bear the consequences of angering a fool. Fat Si didn't think so, he just wanted to make the lawn band tidy in the matter of being beaten.

"Lin Xia!" Over there, Fat Si covered his face and winked at her desperately.

Lin Xia said: "Shut up, don't you think things are not messy enough?"

"What's the matter?" With a question, the proprietress walked in, thinking about it, there was a lot of movement inside, how could she remain indifferent.

Lin Xia noticed a detail. Sister Hong never took her eyes off Lin Yue when she spoke, and there was extraordinary worry in her eyes.

What is the relationship between these two people?

If you don't understand it, you can't understand it, but it doesn't prevent her from making a logical guess based on the current situation. If you really want to tell the proprietress about the fight just now, Fat Si will definitely have no good fruit.

"Hey, Sister Hong, why did you even startle? The ceiling light went out just now. I asked Fat Si to go up and have a look. They couldn't find a stool, so they insisted on stacking Arhats. Something went wrong with this stack. Look, they fell so cowardly one by one. Isn't that Fat Si?"

She tugged at Fat Si's sleeves, and said with a smirk.

"Ah, yes... yes, I accidentally fell." The three of them were unwilling to escalate the situation, and being punched twice was a trivial matter, and it would be bad if Sister Hong found a reason to deduct their wages.

Sister Hong looked at this and that, and moved her eyes to Lin Yue's face: "Is this the case?"

Lin Yue smiled at Lin Xia, turned around and said, "That's right, I fell."

Sister Hong is not stupid, she knows that this is not the case at all, but on the one hand, Lin Yue is fine, and on the other hand, several people have expressed their attitude of wanting to turn the big thing into a small thing with practical actions, so it is not easy for her to hold on to this matter. put.

"Since everything is fine, don't be idle, the guests outside are waiting for you to perform on stage."

Just because she doesn't pursue the fight doesn't mean she'll just sit back and watch a few people talk nonsense with their eyes open.

Fat Si and the band duo had embarrassing expressions on their faces, and they just went on stage to perform like this, and the regulars below still laughed out loud? Only the keyboard player is not injured, but what's the use?

"I'll sell you another face."

Lin Yue's eyes fell on Lin Xia's face, and he went to the corner of the room to take off the spare electric guitar, walked onto the stage, and said to the customers in the lobby who were guessing what happened in the backstage: "Something happened in the backstage temporarily, sorry, let everyone wait a while Waiting, I will bring you a song I created myself, "The Wind Rises", I hope you will like it."

After speaking, he adjusted the head of the piano and swiped his fingers down.

ding ding dong~

ding ding dong~

Stop and go along the way.

Follow the traces of the boy drifting.

The moment before stepping out of the station.

He hesitated a little.

Can't help laughing at this close to nostalgia.

Still inevitable.

And the days of Nagano.

Still so warm.

The wind blows the past.

Knowing this world for the first time.

Hang around.

Looking at the sky as if in front of my eyes.

I am willing to go through fire and water to walk it again.

Walk through this world now.

...

Now Lin Xia knows why Sister Hong is so interested in Lin Yue. It turns out that he is not only good at singing, but also a singer-songwriter. This song is so healing.

For this kind of singer, a person is worth more than a band. If she had doubts before, she can now be sure that if Sister Hong is forced to make a choice, then the answer must be Lin Yue.

"Fatty man, I think you don't want to do it anymore!"

Fat Si's face was blank, and he was very wronged. He was clearly speaking for her good, but in the end he was not only beaten violently, but also scolded by his sweetheart. Is this...is there any reason?

He was wronged, and the bassist and guitarist of the band were even more wronged. They are the most unlucky, okay? God knows what the origin of that kid is. The embarrassment eventually became a stage for him to show off his abilities.

This is really... so sad, so uncomfortable.

At the same time, Shao Huayang, who wanted to observe Lin Yue for a while to understand what he was about to face, stared blankly at the young man playing and singing on the stage.

He is the one who sings loudly, he is the one with the deep city, he is the one who is humorous, and he is the one who heals gently...

Who the hell is this!

The proprietress was very happy because she knew that she had found the treasure.

...

The next day, Lin Yue drove to the community where Lin Xia was renting. After receiving the person, he did not go home immediately. Instead, he drove the car to the underground parking lot of an office building near the World Financial Center and told her to wait in the car. Take a brown paper bag and leave.

About twenty minutes later, Lin Yue came down with a document, entered the cab and threw it on the center console.

Lin Xia saw the big characters on the header of the page and wanted to take it down to read it, but she was too embarrassed to reach out her hand, so she knew the consultant: "What is this?"

Lin Yue said while driving: "The employment contract of Haidong Securities."

"Employment contract? Who to hire?"

"me."

"you?"

"Then how about hiring you?"

"Aren't you a columnist for Netease Emotional Channel?"

"I suddenly want to change careers, can't I?"

The car drove over the speed bump, the chassis shook lightly, and Lin Xia's spitting was pushed back.

"I'm curious what you can do when you join Haidong Securities."

Lin Yuechong contracted nunuzui: "Don't you know it by just looking at it yourself?"

Lin Xia flipped through the things in his hand, then suddenly raised his head: "Consultant?"

"Is there a problem?"

"..."

She really couldn't understand why a writer of an emotional column should be a consultant to a financial institution.

She had nothing to say because she was depressed, and Lin Yue was happy to keep silent.

Nearly half an hour later, the Mercedes-Benz stopped in the parking lot of a high-end residential area.

"Is this your home?" Lin Xia pointed to the tall building above her head.

Lin Yue got out of the car with the contract in hand: "It won't be soon."

Lin Xia said, "Do you have to get a divorce?"

"A marriage with the wrong family and the wrong family will not be happy if you barely maintain it. It is good for everyone to end it as soon as possible."

"I understand your feelings. There is a word for your situation on the Internet. What is it called... Oh, yes, Phoenix Man."

Lin Yue said: "No, you don't understand, and you are very wrong."

"What's the meaning."

"I mean, the Wu family...is not good enough for me."

Lin Xia was stunned.