i'm not a bad man

Chapter 499 Can’t bear to get drunk
After I said "muddle along," Zuo Xiaowei fumbled around in the shoulder bag she carried with her, then took out a very delicate box, handed it to me and said, "This is the most valuable Rolex." If you have a watch, you can wear it as a decoration on a daily basis. When something happens, you can sell it to meet emergencies."

I smiled awkwardly at first, and then replied: "What do I need this thing for? It's very convenient to check the time on my phone."

"When you went to the small town before, Sister Ran gave you a pair of bracelets for emergency use... but my uncle stole them and sold them. I know that you have always been worried about this matter... this "Biao, let me make it up to you." After a pause, Zuo Xiaowei added: "Apart from this matter, there is also my gratitude in it. If you hadn't given me those songs, I wouldn't be where I am today. ...I know this watch is nothing compared to your gift, but I can't think of anything better to give...So, just accept it...it's just a worry for me, and I'd like to give it to you. I’m afraid I’ll live with my worries.”

Only then did I take the box containing the watch from Zuo Xiaowei, then opened it in front of Zuo Xiaowei, and put the watch on my wrist. After looking at it for a while, I replied: "It's pretty good." nice!"

"As long as you like it, I hope it will stay with you forever and not be sold."

"I try not to sell."

"Then please help me make a difference."

I nodded to her again, feeling a little emotional in my heart; these days, I have come into contact with so many people, and probably only Zuo Xiaowei feels that I am still the Korean Chao I used to be, with no change at all.

……

After a while, Zuo Xiaowei had finished the half glass of wine I poured for her. She was a little drunk, but when I picked up the bottle and poured it for her again, she didn't stop her. She seemed to have forgotten. After breaking the line she had drawn for me before, she said she didn't want to drink too much.

So, I poured her another half cup; before drinking, she took out a bunch of things from her satchel, spread them out in front of me, and said to me: "Look, this is what I wrote recently. I’ve changed the song many times, but I still feel unsatisfied.”

As I leaned over to take a look, I sighed, "Have you started writing songs too?"

"Is it really possible to carry the name of the original singer and sing the songs you wrote for the rest of your life?"

Zuo Xiaowei's handwriting was a little sloppy, so I picked up the manuscript paper and read it carefully while humming along with the melody she wrote. During this process, Zuo Xiaowei kept looking at me intently. She seemed to care about me. evaluate.

After a while, I finally put down the manuscript and said to her: "There is nothing very complicated, but it seems quite sincere."

"Aren't you complimenting me?"

"Do you have a pen?"

"Yes, I carry it with me."

"give me."

Zuo Xiaowei hurriedly gave me the pen. After I revised it, I put the manuscript paper in front of her and said: "This part of the chorus, if you revise it like this, the mood will be much fuller... and the melody at the beginning, you If it's too high, it will lose the sense of progressive layers... You can try the one I modified and see if it's better."

Zuo Xiaowei hummed my revised melody, then nodded sincerely and said to me: "Your talent is something I will never learn in my life...it really sounds a lot better!"

"Study more and you will make progress... And in this lyric, you write that love is too short, you are afraid that we will not be able to make it in time... If you change love is too short to life is too short, will the artistic conception be more open? ?Expressing love through life is of a higher level than expressing love directly."

This time, Zuo Xiaowei shook her head and said to me: "In terms of singing and creation, you are my idol... But I don't want to change this sentence... because to me, that's it."

After saying that, Zuo Xiaowei picked up the wine glass and took another sip. Looking at her, I had a hunch that she had reached the critical point of being drunk or not. But this time, I did not persuade her as usual. Because the purpose of me coming to BJ to find her is to make her drunk. …

After leaving the hotel, it was already ten o'clock at night. I supported Zuo Xiaowei, who was already a little shaken, and stood on the street. I asked her, "Where are you going to go later?"

"what time is it now?"

"Just ten o'clock."

Zuo Xiaowei waved her hands vigorously and said to me: "No, I should go back... I have to rehearse with the band tomorrow morning."

"Rehearsing with the band is so boring."

"This... this is my job, okay?" After saying that, Zuo Xiaowei looked at me, then pointed at me and said, "Is it possible... that I would be like you, living in a muddle all my life... just eating... Drinking together?"

"What's wrong with that?"

"Yes... there is nothing wrong with it... but... have you ever thought... for a person like you who eats and drinks, if one day even eating and drinking becomes a problem... you are like today again , found me shamelessly... Can I still be cruel enough to drive you away?... I have to take care of you so that you don't starve to death... Otherwise, no one will help me write songs... So, I have to work …Not only must we work…but we must also work well…”

I looked at Zuo Xiaowei, and she looked at me. I endured the feeling in my heart, smiled and said to her, "Don't you think you are very happy today? It doesn't matter if you drink more..."

"Han Chao, you really can't change your mind and eat shit... You're just like you were in the bar before... Others can't drink, but you still encourage others to drink."

"Today is different from before. I am really happy today." After a short pause, I said again: "Don't you want to rehearse... I will be a band for you today, let's find a bar, you sing... and then you If you want me to play the guitar, I will play the guitar. If you want me to be the keyboard player, I will be the keyboard player. How about that?" Follow my Weixin public account: *** to view the latest chapters

"Are you really willing to help me rehearse?"

"Yes, we haven't performed any of your songs together yet."

"Okay...then let's find a bar and continue drinking...big deal, risk it all!"

After saying that, Zuo Xiaowei took the initiative to pull me towards the intersection where taxis are easy to take. At this time, she had almost forgotten to hide her identity, as if she had returned to the time we were in Qingdao. I admired her. She is just a little-known bar singer.

It wasn't until I reminded her that she put on the hat and mask; but as soon as she put it on, she took off the hat and mask again, and said to me: "Isn't it time to go to the bar to sing, and you have to drink, so why are you pretending?" Yeah... What's more... What's more, with you, I will always be a humble bar singer, and you are the great god, the god I worship... So, I have to pretend to be you..."

After saying that, Zuo Xiaowei put her hat on my head and tried to put on her mask on me. During the process, she kept laughing...

I looked at her for a long time and then said to her: "After drinking so much wine, you would have passed out on the table before."

"Yeah...but it's not that my drinking ability has gotten better...it's that I can't bear to get drunk...because this is the first time you've contacted me, the first time you've come to my city...next time, I don't even know what to do. It's time..." At this point, Zuo Xiaowei felt a little melancholy, then lowered her eyes and said to me: "Maybe there will never be a next time!"

(End of this chapter)