It's night at Jiuyan Bridge, in Boss Liu's tavern.

Carrying a guitar on his back, Jiang Kan walked onto the stage amidst the cheers and applause of regular guests, waved politely to everyone, and then cleared his throat.

"Everyone, I bring you a new song. This song is also closely related to this city. I hope you like it."

The melodious guitar sound came slowly from the stage, like a clear and clean stream, meandering in the empty and silent mountain forest.

"

It wasn’t just the wine last night that made me shed tears

What makes me reluctant to leave is not only your tenderness

"

The song is melodious and sings slowly like a lyric poem.

The audience, who were cheering enthusiastically, unconsciously became quiet, leaning their ears and listening carefully to the melodious singing.

"

How long do we have to walk, you hold my hand

What embarrasses me is the freedom to struggle

"

Liu Zhiheng sat in his usual seat and stared at the stage intently. He held an open bottle of beer in his hand but did not put it in his mouth.

His other hand was tapping the beat gently on the table. Little by little, he was gradually immersed in the rhythm of the song, as if he was recalling what he had experienced when he came to Sichuan Province to study.

That wonderful time of youth.

"

Parting is always in September, memories are the sorrow of longing

The green weeping willows in late autumn kiss my forehead

"

The young men and women in the audience stared blankly at Jiang Kan who was singing and singing on the stage.

They are extremely familiar with Rongcheng, the city where they were born and raised.

Every plant, every tree, every street and alley here has been deeply engraved in their minds.

The willows of Funan River and the red walls of Wuhou Temple.

The green smoke curls up from Qingyang Palace, and the fragrance of tea floats from People's Park.

These are the most profound and touching memories in this city.

The singing took them to reminisce, to feel, to associate, and reminded them of the streets and alleys and corners that they had traveled through hand in hand over the years.

"

Come take a walk with me on the streets of Chengdu...

Don't stop until all the lights go out

You will hold my sleeves and I will put my hands in my trouser pockets

Walk to the end of Jiuyan Bridge and sit at the door of the tavern

"

Listening to the familiar place names and recalling his youth, Jiang Kan also felt a little lost.

Back then, he and his first girlfriend were like this, holding hands and walking aimlessly on the streets of Chengdu.

Although it was very late and we were tired from walking, we could not bear to part with this ambiguous atmosphere and joyful mood. No one said "go back", and no one thought about letting go of each other's hands.

When you feel tired from walking, just find a corner shop to buy a popsicle and sit on the flower stand by the river or on the steps by the roadside.

While feeling each other's company and smiling warmly, they held hands and looked forward to their future.

Although many years have passed, even the other party's appearance and voice have gradually become blurred in the torrent of time.

But I still vaguely remember that feeling and will never forget it.

He just sang softly in a low voice.

His right hand kept plucking the strings of the guitar, playing beautiful notes.

This note, accompanied by his still young and still clear singing voice, flowed into the hearts of the audience like a clear spring.

For a moment, there was silence in the huge lobby.

No one wants to break the silence of this moment.

Everyone is listening attentively.

"

Come take a walk with me on the streets of Chengdu...

Don't stop until all the lights go out

You will hold my sleeves and I will put my hands in my trouser pockets

Walk to the end of Jiuyan Bridge and walk through the door of the tavern

"

After singing a song, the lingering sound lingers.

After a brief pause, the audience suddenly burst into enthusiastic applause that could lift the roof!

"That sounds great, uncle!"

"Uncle is so awesome, he sang it to all of us in Chengdu!"

"It sounds great! This word is so well written!"

"I am a local from Chengdu. I like this song so much. Uncle, you sang it into my heart!"

"Awesome, forward it to your friends circle immediately!"

"Sing it again, sing it again!"

…

Because of Liu Zhiheng's good management skills and Jiang Kan's several guest appearances, the response was very good and he became famous.

So although it has only been open for a few days, the business of the tavern is quite booming.

For example, tonight, there are almost 70 or 80 people sitting in the audience.

I am a young man by nature, love to be lively and full of energy.

I had just had a little drink at this moment, and it was the time when I was in high spirits.

Then I met Jiang Kan who was singing "Chengdu". This passion that was about to be ignited just had a place to vent.

The huge applause and cheers of the guests passed through the walls of the bar with good sound insulation and spread to the street outside.

Many people who happened to be passing by were startled by the sudden roar, and then stuck their heads in like curious little animals, and then never went out again.

"Brother, what's going on? Such a big movement?"

As soon as the young man with a fashionable short haircut and a small watch with a big gold chain walked through the door, he found that the place was already crowded and there was no room for more people, so he curiously asked the fat man in front of him dressed in hip-hop.

"I don't know either. I just squeezed in. I think I heard from the people in front that a professional singer came and sang a song about our Chengdu!"

The fat man was also excited and waved his fat hands desperately to squeeze in. Unfortunately, there were too many people inside and he couldn't squeeze in no matter how strong he was.

Seeing the scene in front of them, which was like that of Metro Line 1 during rush hour, the young people could not help but sigh in surprise.

Then, he heard the sound of a guitar playing from inside.

The crowded crowd seemed to have pressed the mute button, and the noise that had filled the sky for a few seconds disappeared instantly.

The clear and melodious singing came and floated into his ears.

"Yo? Not bad!"

The young man's ears perked up, his eyes rolled, he nimbly found an opening and got in, getting close to the front row. He then raised his phone and took pictures in the direction of the stage.

In the front row of the lobby, facing the stage, there is a small circle one meter in diameter surrounded by several security guards.

In the small circle was a photographer who was concentrating on filming the scene, capturing Jiang Kan's performances one by one.

"Boss Liu, you are so lucky to have such an outstanding friend. It seems that your tavern will become famous starting from today."

Zhang Lingling was sitting at Liu Zhiheng's table, holding a glass of Cuba Libre, sipping it gently, and chatting quietly with him.

"Two or three groups of people have contacted me before and asked me to help introduce Brother Kan to join their company."

Boss Liu stared at the dazzling performance of his old classmates on the stage and raised his head proudly.

"My brother Kan is such an outstanding person. If I didn't have entertainment in my own business, I would have invited him long ago."
Chapter completed!