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It is really difficult for five people to find a place for supper.

To say that living in the area of ​​Beixinqiao can't eat is a joke in the world. There are restaurants all over the mountains and plains open all night, and you can go to any one and eat to your heart's content.But the problem is that they stay here for too long, even the gods can't bear it if they go to the hot pot to grill crayfish on skewers all day long.

Yao Sheng resolutely boycotted crayfish, and half of the restaurants on Guijie Street would be out of business.

Xie Shuangchen looked at the time: "Then why don't you eat stewed food, the one in Beixinqiao opens late." He asked Feng Feiluan specifically, "Young master, are you used to eating in the water?"

Feng Feiluan nodded: "I can do it."

"Hey, are you poisonous?" Feng Feifei pointed at Xie Shuangchen and said, "You asked me to call you Uncle, why did my elder brother become the youngest in your mouth? How do you count?"

"It's your seniority, it's your elder brother's title." Xie Shuangchen said, "I can do whatever I like, can you control me?"

Yao Sheng said: "Let's go, don't be poor, and don't feel too tired to panic."

When the few of them get together, there is basically no quiet time, they all eat their mouths, and no one loses in their verbal skills. Only Ye Ling listens quietly, and does not answer or interrupt. How do they arrange it? He just does.

Even in the middle of the night, there are still two or three tables of customers in the store.The five people sat down at the seats in the back, Xie Shuangchen naturally got up, remembered what everyone wanted, and asked Ye Ling to go with him.

"It's fine if you go by yourself, why do you keep ordering Teacher Ye?" Feng Feifei began to pick Xie Shuangchen's thorns again.

This time it was Ye Ling who smiled and said: "I'm just a waiter? One bowl per person, you need an extra dish, he can't move it by himself."

This sentence reminded Yao Sheng of the feed he had bought for Feng Feifei over the years, and said to Feng Feiluan: "Your brother is really good at eating." The sadness in these words must have been someone who had contact with Feng Feifei Can understand.

"Half-sized children eat me to death." Feng Feiluan was not embarrassed about this, and said with a smile, "You are young."

Yao Sheng said: "I never ate so much when I was young, I was afraid that he would accumulate food."

Feng Feiluan said: "Isn't he living a good life?"

Feng Feifei said: "Can you stop talking about me all the time? And you, Yao Sheng, don't always mention things to my brother!"

"How many times have I told the elders to use 'you'." Yao Sheng said.

"Our noble and glamorous old Baoding talents don't always 'you' and 'you' like you Beijingers, it sounds like cursing." Feng Feifei said deliberately.

"Don't talk nonsense." Feng Feiluan flicked Feng Feifei's forehead, "If people say you just listen carefully, why are there so many nonsense? It's not big or small."

While talking, Xie Shuangchen and Ye Ling came over with several bowls full of them, and each gave out a bottle of Arctic Ocean.Yao Sheng didn't drink sparkling drinks recently, so he threw it to Feng Feifei.

"Is your voice okay?" Xie Shuangchen asked Yao Sheng, "Otherwise, I don't want to eat stewed cucumbers. It's refreshing to eat a cucumber."

Yao Sheng said, "Do you think it's okay for me to starve to death on the street?"

Xie Shuangchen took advantage of the situation and said, "I think it's really okay."

"Don't tease Boss Yao." Ye Ling stopped Xie Shuangchen helplessly, "Hurry up and eat something first, Boss Yao, you have to eat no matter how busy you are..."

The busy man Yao Sheng's cell phone rang again.

Whenever Feng Feifei heard Yao Sheng's cell phone ringing, she was nervous, and if he heard it, it would most likely not be a good thing.Although he was eating, he couldn't help but prick up his ears to listen to Yao Sheng next to him.

Yao Sheng held up the phone expressionlessly, as if the other party had been talking all the time, he didn't say a word, and just said "um" twice, very serious.Immediately afterwards, he closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and exhaled heavily, as if he was suppressing his emotions, and said, "You don't need to apologize to me, there is no need. I said a lot of things very much today. Understand, you have to admit when you make a mistake, I don't like people who are entangled. And for me, character is more important than ability. I'm eating now, don't bother me, okay?"

The other party said something again, Yao Sheng rolled his eyes, he seemed to be on the verge of going berserk, Xie Shuangchen and Feng Feifei looked at him, afraid that he would smash the phone and throw the table in the next second.

I saw Yao Sheng shook his hand vigorously, lost his patience to listen to the phone, and after hanging up, he shook his hand violently!

"Hey you..." Xie Shuangchen blurted out.

Yao Sheng was stunned, but in the end he didn't drop the phone. He threw the phone on the table with a frosty face, obviously very angry.

"Yo, what's the matter? Who made us so angry?" Xie Shuangchen asked with concern, "It's about work again?"

"Otherwise?" Yao Sheng opened his mouth, his voice was indifferent, a little hoarse than before, as if he was carrying ice scum, "Before, there was a problem with the stage coordination. After all the problems were resolved, now it's a problem with the music. .If I hadn't bothered to entangle with them now, I would have sued them for breach of contract and lost their fortune!"

"Music?" Xie Shuangchen asked, "You... aren't you a Beijing opera? It's great to have a civil and military scene? Where did the music come from?"

Ye Ling said: "Don't interrupt, let Boss Yao talk."

Yao Sheng sighed and said: "My play is interspersed, one ancient and one modern. The ancient part is the atmosphere of the prosperous Tang Dynasty performed by Peking Opera, and the modern part is the story of modern people and the Song of Everlasting Regret. The music part is used in this piece. All of them are well-known music producers in China, and they are all heavyweight singers in several shows. As a result, today, I was tricked, and the composer in the middle show proudly talked about the song he gave me. It was not sold a few years ago, and I mixed a few songs and gave it to me. I heard him chatting with others first, buddy is so funny, he thought I didn’t take it seriously.”

Feng Feifei asked puzzledly: "He didn't steal or snatch it, so it's fine if he can use it or not?"

"My money came from the strong wind? Others are working so hard for a perfect show, why can this kind of person hang around? Besides, he himself said that he mixed a few random songs and others in it , I know if he copied someone else's?" Yao Sheng said, "I hate this kind of fool the most, get out of here quickly. What are you doing? Hurry up and die."

Xie Shuangchen said, "Don't you just scold the street today and make your voice hoarse?"

"I'm on fire!" Yao Sheng raised an octave, "A whole piece of music has been withdrawn, and I'm going to find someone to fill it in. Do you think this is annoying?"

Xie Shuangchen said in a low voice, "Then you can do whatever you want."

Yao Sheng didn't bother to talk to him.In the final analysis, this matter is that he himself has reached the point of perversion for the word "perfect". If he hadn't heard the gossip behind others, he would not be able to detect any problems here.He just knew it, and he had disgusted thoughts, so he let people pack up and leave, who would reason with whom?

"Have you been too tense recently?" Ye Ling asked with concern, "When is the official performance?"

Yao Sheng said, "May [-]st."

"Now it's the end of March and it's almost April. It's a full month." Ye Ling counted the days and asked again, "How is the seat?"

"Sold out, sold out a long time ago." Yao Sheng's tone was not showing off, and he even showed helplessness in such a state of sold out tickets, "If a ticket is not sold and no audience comes, I'm sorry Is that so?"

It was precisely because of everyone's support that Yao Sheng felt the pressure.You must know that he is not selling one or two thousand tickets for a theater, but for a stadium with nearly ten thousand spectators, a standard concert format.The most frightening thing is that the composition of these audiences is very complex, some come to listen to the opera, some come to listen to the music, some just come to join in the fun and watch something new, and some are professional star chasers.

Blending all the flavors together and bringing audiences with different goals together is the hardest part.

No wonder Yao Sheng was so nervous.

"Hey!" Xie Shuangchen suddenly slapped his thigh, "Isn't Young Master Feng a musician? You can just ask him if he doesn't?"

Feng Feiluan reacted for a while, and quickly waved his hands and said, "I'm just playing in a band, very amateurish, not professional."

"Hey, then you understand better than us, right?" Xie Shuangchen said, "Maybe you are the only one who can talk to him about this matter at this table, and you can't talk with us."

"Let's eat first, and we'll talk after eating. I'm going to have my stomach perforated after two more hungry meals." Yao Sheng didn't want to talk about this after finishing his dog-like work. The explosion is already quite a face to the table.

"Brother, why don't I go with you tonight." Feng Feifei said to Feng Feiluan.

"Why?" Feng Feiluan said, "I don't have your place anywhere."

Feng Feifei said: "I can share a bed with you."

"That's fine." Feng Feiluan said, "As long as you don't lose your temper, that's fine."

"Why don't you go home?" Yao Sheng didn't know why Feng Feifei wanted to leave with his brother suddenly.Feng Feifei lived with him for a long time, and he took it for granted that the "home" Feng Feifei returned to was his own home, but felt that it was a special accident for Feng Feifei to go back with his real family.

"Because I think you will definitely go crazy again tonight." Feng Feifei said, "I still want to sleep well."

Yao Sheng said, "Why am I crazy? I can turn off my phone when I sleep at night, okay?"

"No no no." Feng Feifei said, "I am, I still need to grow up healthily."

"Stop fucking the cat." Yao Sheng said, "You were eighteen last year, and you're eighteen this year?"

Xie Shuangchen said: "I have to say something to be fair, old artists like us are always young."

"Shut up!" Yao Sheng scolded Xie Shuangchen, then turned to talk to Feng Feifei about where to stay at night.In the end Yao Sheng made a decision: "Come on, otherwise both young masters will come to live in our house, my house is big, you two brothers can catch up on old times, and I happen to be able to chat with the young master about music and opera. "

He consciously proposed a very perfect plan, but in the eyes of Xie Shuangchen, an outsider, this plan was simply a logical explosion.

"No, why do you have to let people live with you?" Xie Shuangchen complained, "What's the matter, do you have to play a game of throwing pillows at night, and then the little sisters go to the bathroom hand in hand in the middle of the night? In the morning? You have to get up and look at each other in the mirror? Lang Weixian, have you been under too much pressure recently? What is this all about?"

Yao Sheng was stunned for a moment, instead of scolding Xie Shuangchen, he covered his face with his hands in frustration, and suddenly fell into a state of exhaustion, and said: "I don't know." It was really unreasonable for him to do so, and he lost his composure.

Feng Feiluan patted Feng Feifei's shoulder, and said gently: "Since you live well in Boss Yao's house, don't lose your temper and run out. Why don't you remember when people treat you well? How about a good time?"

"It's still young and bright." Xie Shuangchen praised, and then secretly wrote a small report, "Second Miss just disliked our house and ran to live in Lang Weixian's house."

"Second Miss?" Feng Feiluan asked.

"Oh, don't talk about it!" To Feng Feifei, the words of several people were as shameful as parents revealing each other's faults, "Aren't you annoying!"

Xie Shuangchen continued coolly: "It's because he keeps telling us to call him 'Second Master', saying he's a second child at home, and then everyone calls him 'Second Miss'."

Feng Feiluan smiled, as if she was not surprised by Feng Feifei's behavior at all, and even said slightly apologetically: "Feifei has always been spoiled and spoiled at home, and he really has a, um... gone."

"Why are you turning your elbows away?" Feng Feifei was also very dissatisfied with Feng Feiluan, "Isn't it all due to you, if you didn't run away from home, would I be able to live a life of dependence outside? Why did you run away? As soon as I left, I took care of all the troubles at home? You don’t want to learn opera, and I don’t want to! Just because you were born several years earlier than me, do you have the right to pick someone up? If you want to chase your dreams, I will I want to chase my dream!"

Feng Feiluan asked: "Then what is your dream?"

Feng Feifei couldn't answer, and instead said: "I just want to be free!"

"Fei..." Feng Feiluan showed a helpless expression, but couldn't continue.

Feng Feifei's sentence "I don't want to learn, I want to be free" almost touched the hearts of the few people present except Ye Ling. The older ones were all experienced, but they had nothing to say to Feng Feifei. .

Eighteen and nineteen-year-olds are just at the age of dreaming. They want to become superheroes who save the world. No one wants to wear costumes and sing operas that no one listens to at all.

Whether they want it or not, they can't even decide for themselves.

Those four were all children from aristocratic families, only Ye Ling became a monk halfway, he knew this feeling more or less, but he hadn't fully experienced that kind of growth, so he didn't have any experience and resonance.Because in Ye Ling's view, he himself really wanted to talk about cross talk, and this was a compulsory question, not a multiple-choice question.

He has not made a choice, his goal is very firm, he has never hesitated for a moment, and he has never had the idea of ​​​​"I don't want to talk anymore".Even if the world is against him, he will not back down.

Ye Ling is such a person, he is the least talkative among several people, but his silence does not mean that he follows the crowd.The road in front of him is very clear, he knows what he wants, a big road laughing fearlessly? It’s good to go in the past, no matter what gains and losses and wind and waves?

"How can you talk to your brother like that?" Yao Sheng was suppressing his anger today, when Feng Feifei made a fuss, he couldn't help it anymore, and taught Feng Feifei, "Your brother can run and you can't? I think you are having a good time running outside? Now you are blaming your brother for letting you shoulder the burden. The question is, have you really resisted? When you come out to play on your own ability, why are you picking on others? You want to be free, Then tell me what freedom is? I’ve said this many times. Don’t play around with your face. What’s wrong with learning opera? Love learning or not! Come on, get out of here as soon as possible!"

He stuck out a bunch of words like a machine gun, Feng Feifei didn't know what to say, Feng Feiluan didn't express an opinion, but Xie Shuangchen was going crazy.

Is the stewed today poisonous?Why did they eat all of them like this?

The atmosphere immediately cooled down, only the man who cut the large intestine was still calmly cutting the large intestine.I've been in the cafeteria late at night for a long time, what monsters and ghosts haven't I seen?It's just a few words of arguing, it's really a very small scene.

"I'm a little dizzy." Xie Shuangchen said to Ye Ling, "Miss Ye, have you finished eating? Are you going to go home?"

"Yeah." Ye Ling immediately understood Xie Shuangchen's meaning, and sucked the last mouthful of Arctic Ocean, "It's getting late, Boss Yao, do you have to continue working tomorrow? Go home early and rest after eating."

Feng Feifei lowered her head and finished the other dish, "Huluhulu", and then sat there with an expression of "I'm unhappy but I won't say it, so you better be able to see it and take the initiative to talk to me".

But no one paid attention to him.

Feng Feiluan sighed.

"Fine, go home." Yao Sheng stood up and pointed to the two brothers of the Feng family, "You all have to go home with me today. I'm a person who doesn't have any room for negotiation. In terms of the young master's temper, I want to be here Be tender, everyone." After that, he took his car keys and left directly.

Xie Shuangchen supported his forehead, and said to Feng Feiluan: "Young Master, I'm really sorry. Lang Weixian may really be going crazy recently, don't mind talking nonsense right now. He's really not like this... Please bear with me. Don’t worry about it, I can’t make it up myself. He’s just making trouble for no reason, and the preface doesn’t match the postscript. Why do you have to live in their house? Where is this going? "

"It's fine, I don't mind." Feng Feiluan remained calm, "It was also Feifei who spoke rudely first. During this time, Feifei has troubled Boss Yao for so long, so I should have something to say. Boss Yao invited us to live with him , It’s also a good intention, there’s nothing wrong with it.”

"Hi." Xie Shuangchen said, "Just pretend that he provided you two brothers with a presidential suite to get together. His house is so big that no one will be hindered when the door is closed."

Feng Feiluan smiled and said: "That's not bad." He patted Feng Feifei and told him to stand up and follow, the four of them walked out together, Yao Sheng drove the car to the door, rolled down the window and waited for them.

Xie Shuangchen looked at the flamboyant red Ferrari, and asked, "Are you the next three?"

Yao Sheng pointed to the back: "Chop up Feng Feifei and pack it up and throw it behind."

Xie Shuangchen knocked on the roof of the car with a smile: "How much hatred? Don't scare the children, and cry with you in the middle of the night, can you bear it?"

Ye Ling stood behind, with Feng Feiluan beside him, he said to Feng Feiluan: "None of us understand opera, Xie Shuangchen is his younger brother, although he studies opera and understands opera, but the two of them are engaged in different industries now, and they meet and chat Time is getting less and less. I guess Boss Yao will not tell his family about the difficulties he encountered because of his personality. He has a hot temper, but he is a very good person. You know opera and music , and you are so young, if you can talk to him, maybe you will have a different idea?"

Feng Feiluan neither refused nor agreed, and said with a smile: "It depends on what Boss Yao wants."

Not to mention how he got people in, anyway, Yao Sheng brought the two brothers back home successfully.

As soon as he entered the house, Yao Sheng began to busy himself. He first made room for Feng Feiluan, and then found unopened pajamas for Feng Feiluan. They were about the same height and build. Fei Fei is not suitable for 01:30.

"Boss Yao, you really don't have to be so troublesome." Feng Feiluan said, "I'll just sleep with Feifei."

"No, our house is big." Yao Sheng said, "Empty is also empty, why bother to sleep together?"

Feng Feiluan didn't refuse anyone's kindness, so she let Yao Sheng do the work.

After Feng Feifei came back, she didn't say a word, took a shower and climbed into bed, like a small animal whose heart was greatly traumatized.Taking advantage of Yao Sheng's time to tidy up, Feng Feiluan went to the room to take a look at Feng Feifei, he quietly pushed open a crack in the door just like when he was a child, facing the dark bedroom, he asked in a low voice: "Feifei, are you sleeping?" Is it gone?"

"Asleep." Feng Feifei replied with her eyes closed.

"Oh, then you should sleep well." Feng Feiluan didn't expose such a childish lie, "Wake up and call brother, good night."

He gently closed the door, the sound of the door lock fell, and the sound of smashing things came from the side.

The mobile phone terminator Yao Sheng smashed his new mobile phone again. He really should turn it off after returning home, otherwise he would not receive explosive work calls.He found the calling card from the broken cell phone, went out to get a new cell phone, and saw Feng Feiluan standing outside.

Feng Feiluan didn't show any curiosity or puzzled expression, he stood there very relaxedly, as if he knew everything, and smiled at Yao Sheng.

"Smoking?" Yao Sheng asked suddenly.

"No." Feng Feiluan said.

"That's just right, we don't have one either." Yao Sheng himself felt that he was a bit out of line, "How about a drink or two?"

"Yes." Feng Feiluan nodded, "It's just that I don't drink foreign wine."

"I don't have foreign wine here." Yao Sheng didn't rush to change the card, but went to his wine cabinet, "It's all white, how about some low-strength wine?" He pulled out a bottle of Niulanshan, "38 You can drink whatever you want."

Seeing that Feng Feiluan didn't move, he thought that Feng Feiluan disliked the wine for being too cheap, so he quickly said: "This wine is really delicious. We are from Beijing. I usually like to drink this. How about...how about me Open a bottle of Moutai? Just wait..."

"No need." Feng Feiluan really made Yao Sheng laugh, "This one is pretty good, I don't know much about wine, no matter how good it is for me, it's a bouquet of peony."

"Look at what you said." Yao Sheng took two more small wine glasses from the cabinet, closed the cabinet door, and went to the bar in front of the French windows.

Outside is the vast night, the lights of thousands of houses have been extinguished, only the bright moon in the sky is bright and flawless.

"The weather is really nice." Feng Feiluan said, "The moon is big and round, very beautiful."

Yao Sheng glanced at it: "Beijing is windy in spring, and there is less smog. It would be different in winter."

Feng Feiluan asked: "It's fine to look good now, why do you think about when it's not good looking?"

"I..." Yao Sheng didn't know how to answer it, he really wasn't in the mood to admire the moon, he just wanted to find someone to have a drink and then go to bed.

At dawn, he had to open his eyes to face all kinds of nasty problems. He just wanted to be drunk today and escape from reality.

"Drinking alcohol is not good." Feng Feiluan said, "drinking can't achieve the meaning of alleviating one's worries, and it's not good for your health. If the problem can't be solved, it will add a little more sorrow for no reason. The gain is not worth the loss. Since you want to drink, no matter what It’s worth it to cheer yourself up.”

The truth is this truth, but it's hard for Yao Sheng to let it go.After drinking two or three cups, Yao Sheng asked Feng Feiluan, "How long have you been in Beijing?"

Feng Feiluan said: "If you count going to school, you'll be ten years younger."

"Ah?" Yao Sheng asked again, "Then how old are you this year?"

Feng Feiluan said: "27."

"Then you are about the same as Teacher Ye, two years older than me." Yao Sheng poured himself another cup and sniffed, "Do you think it is difficult to live in Beijing? Playing music... it seems that it is not a very good job now. way out."

Feng Feiluan said: "When I left home, I only had one thought, as long as I don't get in touch with opera, I can do anything."

"What about now?" Yao Sheng asked.

"Now?" Feng Feiluan thought for a while, "Now I'm not as rebellious as before. It's just that I'm really not good at learning opera. Even if I work hard, I may not be able to achieve anything. In comparison, Feifei is more talented. I'm not as good as I just choose to do what I like, and the later I feel, the more I can feel that many things in art are common, whether those tunes or musical instruments I learned when I was young, many elements can be reused. I I thought, I can get tired of a traditional family, but there's no need to hold a grudge against a traditional art form, after all, it's done nothing wrong... It's just that I didn't understand these reasons at the time."

"Yes, that's right, I can understand your mood." Yao Sheng thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Come with me."