Pushing open the door of the bar, the muddy and sultry air of Pioneer Village rushed over, mixed with faint discussions, and there was some excitement in the idleness, as if after a long journey, finally left the ice and snow of the Beiyue realm Kingdom, the world suddenly became warmer.

It’s just in the afternoon, and there are already a dozen guests sitting in the bar. In the cold winter, people always like to gather around the bar in the afternoon. A glass of beer, a plate of peanuts, and a few small chats dispel the coldness and loneliness of the ice and snow. .

Lan Li skillfully stuffed the skateboard under the collar counter at the door, walked straight toward the bar, nodded politely to the guests next to him, then knocked on the tabletop, and said awkwardly, "A cup of hot water. ."

In the United States, to be precise, no one in Western countries can drink hot water. Their definition of non-alcoholic beverages is either mineral water at room temperature, or juice or cola.

"Sorry, no hot water is provided here." Neil Tucson frowned slightly, his tone was a little impatient, and he went to the bar for some hot water. This brain circuit was really different from ordinary people, but he answered patiently.

"I insist." Neal heard another response from the direction of the bar. He took a deep breath, suppressed the irritability, turned around, was about to get angry, and then saw the familiar face, the face on his face. The anger and impatience disappeared and turned into a bright smile, "Hey, man, you are back!"

Seeing Neil who came by striding over, the corners of Lan Li's mouth rose involuntarily, "So, is my hot water available or not?"

"Haha, go to the kitchen and cook by yourself." Neil said cheerfully, crossing the bar, giving Lan Li a big hug, and patted Lan Li's back hard, "Jesus Christ, when did you come back? This In season, you should flee to Miami, or go to Hawaii and choose to return to New York. This is not a wise decision."

"I think so too. Maybe I should book a ticket to Guam tonight and enjoy the sunshine there." Lan Li shrugged and said jokingly.

Neil didn't take it seriously at all. He quickly walked to the side, poured a large glass of dark beer, and placed it in front of Lanly. "This is a new variety that has just been introduced not long ago. The smoked beer from southern Germany has a very special flavor. "I put the hand towel next to me, supported it on the bar with both hands, and said with a smile, "Is this time to come back for the trip to the Hudson River we agreed?"

It has been missing for a few months, and during this period of time, Lanly’s career has achieved a breakthrough, which is not what it used to be. However, Neal is not at all unfamiliar, he did not deliberately mention the uproar of Hollywood, but he did not pretend to be normal. His narrow eyes flashed with pride and excitement, reminding Lanly that he won the original bet. Up--

"Cleopatra" not only made it into the top 50 on the bulletin board, but also made it into the top 20 in one go.

Looking at Neil's triumphant expression, Lan Li chuckled lightly, raised his eyebrows lightly, and said nonchalantly, "If you don't mind the weather, we can set off now."

Neil could not help but choked, and now this season to go for a ride on the Hudson River is not enjoyment at all, but punishment. But this provocation was initiated by him. Now he can only eat huanglian dumb, smash it, smash it, "Summer, rest assured, I will remember. Summer together! Maybe, in the summer, Kerry Did Opatra win the championship?"

This time, Lanly did not refute Neil, but pursed the corners of his lips, nodding in affirmation, "Who knows."

Nielton suddenly became happy again, "I said, there will be a lot of people like it. I know." That danced appearance, it seems that it is not Lan Li who has achieved such excellent results, but himself. "By the way, forgot to congratulate you, Sundance, huh? How does it feel to finally be on that stage?"

Neal is talking about Sundance, not Oscar. Because they all know that Lan Li cares about performance, not fame and fortune.

"One time is not enough." Lan Li pondered for a moment, and then said seriously. Such an answer made Neil burst into laughter and nodded in agreement. "Indeed, how can one time be enough? We are now looking forward to next year. Right."

While talking, someone opened the door and walked in again. Neil raised his head and glanced, then laughed. This smile without warning made Lan Li stunned and did not understand what was going on.

Neil gestured with his chin, Lan Li turned his head and looked over, and then saw the old man with short silver-white hair, meticulously combing his back, a blue-gray plaid suit still exuding chills. He was leaning on a dark brown cane in his right hand, but his feet were still strong. He slowly took off his hat, scarf and coat, held it in his hand, and looked up around his head.

When his gaze fell on Lan Li's body, his eyes couldn't help but brighten. Even with a distance of more than a dozen steps, he can still clearly feel the turbid eyes, as if the clear morning sun has pushed away the dense fog of the valley, little by little. Brightened up, the joy of hope and excitement jumped happily between the eyebrows.

Then, he put away his crutches and walked over quickly. The windy gesture under his feet showed a passion that did not match his age, which was a bit shocking.

"Since October, he will come to the bar every day and sit here for one to two hours." Neil explained the voice, "It has been four months and there has been no break for a day. Obviously, today, he I finally caught you."

Lan Li was slightly astonished, but before his brain could turn the corner, the other party had already arrived and said with expectation, "How about it, how long will you stay in New York this time? Is there for two weeks? No, just one week. Enough, we can go to the recording studio now."

There was no polite greetings, or even simple greetings, and I smashed my head and covered my face, and there was no stopping the posture, "The song you wrote on the Allen Show last time, your bones? That's really an excellent work. , Did you know? I mentioned Warner Records and Universal Music, they are very interested in you."

"On the market now, folk songs cannot be sold at all, and no one is even willing to release them; but on the other hand, this also means that those true folk song fans cannot find excellent albums at all. Once the potential is tapped, the results are unimaginable!"

Talking, endlessly, in a rush, talking so much, and finally stopped, but because of the need to breathe, it is still older after all.

"Beer or whiskey?" Lanly didn't express any opinion, but took the smoked beer in his hand and asked with a smile.

The old man was faintly angry and was very dissatisfied with Lan Li’s reaction, but Lan Li didn’t panic and took a sip of beer, “Don’t worry, I still have a long time today. I have no plans to leave yet. You can take a breath. Tone. Mr. George Slander."

At this moment, standing in front of him was George Slander, the talented music producer.

After hearing Lan Li's singing in the Pioneer Village, he unswervingly expressed his desire to cooperate. But unfortunately, Lan Li didn't want to do this, and then went to participate in the Telluride Film Festival, which fulfilled Ed Sheeran's fate.

However, Lan Li underestimated George's perseverance and stubbornness. He actually visited Pioneer Village every day for four consecutive months, and the weather in New York was the worst in the past four months. This sincerity is really touching.

George looked at Lan Li suspiciously, and finally sat down beside him.

Neal immediately put a glass of single malt whisky in front of George.

It can be seen that this should be George's fixed routine. Such small details reveal George's personality. Not only persistence, nor stubbornness, but also very nostalgic and repel change. No wonder, he has never forgotten the glory and prosperity of the music world in the past.

Lanly believes that George is not only fond of folk songs or jazz. He also likes the golden age of rock and roll, the popular disco era, the soul singing... In that era, music can change the world, touch the soul, and can Interpret life.

George should be a pure musician, so fanatical and purely love music, such people have been gradually eliminated and abandoned in the fast-food era of the Internet ~ lightnovelpub.net~ because they can't keep up with the changes and reforms of the times. However, George won the respect of Lan Li.

"How is Ed's situation recently?" Lan Li took the initiative to provoke the topic.

"If you're curious, why don't you ask him yourself?" George replied gruffly, rolled his eyes unanimously, took his own whiskey, took a sip, and the whole person was relieved. . "He performed well and completed the recording of three songs. Now he is preparing for his first solo album and is working carefully behind closed doors."

After all, George took the initiative to explain, squinting at Lan Li, "He is a serious young man who has devoted himself to the world of music. It can be seen that he really likes music. I don't want some people. Splurge on one's talents, do not do business properly, and obviously have enviable talents, but he is unwilling to calm down and create well and move the world with his own music."

This means that Sang Shuhuai can be more obvious. Lan Li laughed dumbly, but was not angry, just shrugged, "Not everyone can be a Martin Luther King, and not everyone is willing. Become Martin Luther King."

A word directly choked George and stared at Lan Li with anger, he seemed to lose his temper again.

Lanly picked up his beer glass and looked at George with a smile, "In British culture, whiskey needs to be tasted carefully and slowly; if you just want the feeling of burning and releasing, then vodka would be a better choice. ." Lan Li glanced at the whiskey in front of George, and then did not say much, Shi Shiran picked up the beer glass and drank a gulp of beer.

George was sitting next to him, Qiqiao making smoke. ()

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