Unemployed at the Beginning, I Let the Singer Come Back Chapter 326

  Chapter 326 Can't Forget

Morning.

it's clear.

  Jiang Yang was wearing a suit, and Li Qingning drove him to the road outside the small theater.

  Zhuang Qi, third brother and the others are already waiting.

  Jiang Yang kissed Li Qingning, and was about to get out of the car, Li Qingning grabbed him, straightened his suit, then let him go, then lowered the window, and said to Zhuang Qi: "Drive slowly."

  Zhuang Qi: "Don't worry! Absolutely return your husband whole."

  Li Qingning smiled, put on his sunglasses, and drove away.

   Several people stood together on the street.

  Jiang Yang looked up, early autumn is coming soon, the sky is a bit high, blue and blue, not at all like the weather where they are going to a funeral, but this is life.

  He glanced back, and there was one more person, "This is—"

  Zhuang Qi: "The little boss of the supermarket. Xiaozhu has to go to school, and it happens that he can play a little suona, so let him play a guest role."

  The owner of the supermarket came up to shake hands, "I learned to play musical instruments when I was young, so I can do it."

  The third brother also reassured Jiang Yang, "Xiaozhu will teach him the suona of our tune as soon as school is over."

  Jiang Yang: "Then report—"

   Didn't Zhang Zhu say his father was reported by the supermarket owner?

  The owner of the supermarket hurriedly raised his hand and swore to the sky, "If I report it, I will be struck by lightning—"

boom!

  The owner of the supermarket was startled by a loud noise. He turned around and saw that it was the store next door loading the tricycle.

   "Look at you scared."

  Third Brother Zhi Le, "Under the attack of Latiao, how can Zhang Zhu care about his father?"

  Jiang Yang thought it made sense, "La Tiao is quite addictive."

  The boss of the supermarket took out two packs from the bag very smoothly.

  He figured it out. In this band, this stuff is hard currency.

  Jiang Yang thanked him, and suddenly found that the suits that the third brother and the others were wearing fit quite well.

   "You guys—"

  Jiang Yang thought for a while, "Wouldn't it be a long time ago to prepare for the funeral."

  The third brother said that can't be done, if they really do this, what will the fans think of them in the future? "This dress was made by Lao Zhuang in the morning."

  Zhuang Qi nodded and said that although the clothes did not fit as well as the custom-made ones, they were not bad.

  Shitou: "It's a lot of money."

  Zhuang Qi said that there is no rush, this is what he should do as a manager, after the band has made money, it will be fine.

   "Let's go."

  Greetings from Jiangyang.

  The car is opposite, and the musical instruments have already been put in the car.

   There are two cars in total, Shitou Kai Tool Cart and Meng Zhang Fei are in the front, and the rest are in the back, sitting in Zhuang Qi's car.

  Hong Shan sighed in the car, "Performing at a funeral—it's weird."

   Zhuang Qi, who was driving, thought it was great, "Music should be like this!"

   Now everyone knows why Zhuang Qi got sick.

  The third brother told them not to be so sure, "The family members don't know whether to let us sing."

"Sing!"

  Zhuang Qi said that he must sing, this is what they promised the old man, not to mention that the old man is the first fan of the band.

  Even if they are not allowed to sing, they have to find a place to sing a song and give a gift to the old man.

   "Stop the car."

  Jiang Yang saw a pharmacy. After the car stopped, Jiang Yang went in and bought two boxes of hawthorn pills, then returned to the car and continued walking.

   After half an hour, they arrived at their destination.

  They came early, before the ceremony started, the relatives of the uncle's family stood together in twos and threes.

   When Jiang Yang and the others got out of the car, they attracted a lot of attention.

no way.

   Two cars get off and seven or eight people in black suits, even if they are ugly, they will still attract people's attention.

  What if someone comes here to mess things up.

   Besides—

  Jiang Yang is not bad when he puts on a suit, he can be edited by the most handsome thug in a suit.

  After Jiang Yang was replaced in the morning, the Great Demon King was very satisfied with this work of art, and took several photos in a row, and sent them to her trumpet of Master Cat. Of course, his identity has been found out now, but as long as he does not admit it, he is a trumpet.

  Auntie is in front of the museum.

  She is a bit haggard, but she is in good spirits, and she can still see the majesty when playing mahjong.

  They walked up to the aunt, Shitou knew the etiquette, and he took the lead: "Auntie, my condolences will change."

  Auntie nodded, "Okay, okay."

  Jiang Yang looked at the mourning hall, "Auntie, our band—could it be too lively in such a quiet place?"

   "If it's lively, it must be lively."

  Auntie said that Grandpa likes their band not only because it sounds like Errenzhuan from his hometown, but also because it is lively.

Every day when I get home, there are just the two of them in the house, deserted, and the only thing I can do after eating is to watch TV. I don't know what to do when I turn off the TV. The square is lively.

   If their band happened to go out to perform, the uncle would still feel a little regretful.

  The band gathers popularity.

  With the presence of bands, the small square will be full of life. Both grandparents and young people will stand on the square.

  That is much more lively than at home.

   That's pretty much the day's entertainment, the hope, and the meaning of old age. Just now those grandpas and aunts, don't look at what the band is singing, but if their band is really missing in the small square, it's like missing a backbone.

   "Not afraid of excitement."

  Auntie paused, "If you think it's bad for the band—"

   "Nothing bad."

  The third brother said hurriedly.

  He glanced at Jiang Yang, "Then let's prepare."

  Jiang Yang said to go see off the uncle first.

   They walked to the mourning hall and bowed together. After placing the flowers in front of the photo, Jiang Yang put two boxes of hawthorn pills beside them.

  Besides stood a female high school student—

  Probably, she looked at Jiang Yang at that age.

  Jiang Yang nodded to her.

  Third brother and the others went to prepare.

  Zhuang Qi and Jiang Yang stood by and waited, and Jiang Yang leaned against the wall.

  He didn't like the atmosphere.

  Zhuang Qi suddenly said with emotion: "Suddenly I understand your wife's "Dear" a little bit."

   Just after Yaya's father passed away, Li Qingning wrote the song for Yaya.

  Uncle was still listening to music in the square the day before yesterday, and he was lying there in a blink of an eye. Time, what a **** thing. Obviously nothing has changed, but in an instant, everything has changed, "There is a kind of—"

  Zhuang Qi stopped, looking for words.

  Jiang Yang blurted out, "In a blink of an eye, time flies like lightning—"

"Yep."

  Zhuang Qi nodded, "As expected of a great screenwriter!"

  Jiang Yang shook his head, "This is the lyrics."

  Zhuang Qi wondered: "What song, why haven't I heard it?"

   This stumped Jiang Yang.

He only remembered a line of lyrics, or this line of lyrics came out of his mind out of feeling. Jiang Yang didn't even know which song it came from, but he remembered a trace of the melody, even the previous world, or the current world are not sure.

but-

  Jiang Yang took out his mobile phone and sent the lyrics to Li Qingning, maybe he sang it in his dream.

   Not for a while.

  Li Qingning returned the voice.

Jiang Yang clicked on the voice, and the ethereal humming of the Great Demon King came from the mobile phone, "Why in a blink of an eye, time flies like electricity, the years that can't be seen clearly, the past that can't be erased, like a gust of wind, blowing away the grace and resentment..."

   A cappella.

Good to hear.

  It makes people fall into a kind of regret and sadness that they have to say goodbye to the person who has been with them all the time.

  Jiang Yang stretched out his phone, "Here, this song."

  Zhuang Qi: …

   "A new song that your wife didn't release."

  Zhuang Qi said that I would be damned if I knew, "You guys are so affectionate, you are really abusing dogs all the time."

"but-"

  After complaining a bit, he patted Jiang Yang on the shoulder, "It's pretty good."

   is quite enviable.

  Zhuang Qi said that this song is quite melancholy, so he went out to smoke a cigarette.

  Jiang Yang played it again. This song is quite sad on this occasion.

  There is not only the sadness that time flies like electricity, but also the infinite nostalgia and regret for the "indelible past".

   Never Forget - Tong Ange

  (end of this chapter)

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