The Strongest Life Reborn

Although he is the owner of Kylin Cafe, Yin Jun gave Tao Huimin a birthday without any extravagance.

Even he didn't even empty a restaurant on the second floor. When he walked up, there were five or six table guests ordering food in the rest of the place, except for a slightly larger space separated by a screen.

Don't think that people are not full, in fact, basically only arrange so many on a floor.

Among the three houses, there are 15 such lofts on the second floor, but generally there are less than 100 tables.

In the spacious restaurant, not only can each table be close to a window, and the outside view can be seen, but there must be a small band in the middle of the restaurant.

Either a few saxophone players, cello violinists, or piano players.

No longer is there a guqin accompaniment, and several dancers in costumes dance to the melody.

Not only these, but also the layout and style of each loft are completely different.

All the layouts were invited by the masters of ancient architecture and design, and they were made at a large price. Only the whole country has this.

The style of each loft is different. This difference has attracted many foreigners. As long as there are conditions, it is necessary to sit down and eat a meal on each second floor to be considered satisfactory.

These young men and beautiful girls were invited by the Kirin Cafe from the Min. Ethnic College and the Conservatory of Music. Not only can they enrich the content of the cafe, but also allow them to exercise and make a lot of money.

But one thing, Wei Xiaofan asked the manager to tell them that there is absolutely no contact with the guests during working hours, what you want to do, you can do anything after work, we ca n’t control it, but when you go to work, you work. Two minds are absolutely not allowed.

These students are still relatively simple, and the brand of Kirin Group is strong, so most people still abide by the regulations.

There are a few tempted girls who ca n’t help but go abroad with foreigners, and there is no way to dismiss them.

Today, where Yin Jun came to eat, there was only one piano, a girl playing, and then a boy holding a microphone and singing loudly.

Upon hearing it, Yin Jun and Tao Huimin laughed.

The five girls next to him also smiled.

Because the song they sang was called "Hand in Hand", which was the theme song of the 1984 Los Angeles Olympic Games and the Olympic Games will always be a song.

It is also hailed as the best Olympic song in the world.

The original song of "Hand in Hand" is a generation of Queen Lijun.

It was Yin Jun who wrote and composed the lyrics.

Deng Lijun became famous with this song, and gained her fame in the United States and officially became a global queen.

Later, the "Telissa Deng" produced by Yin Jun personally pushed her to an unprecedented peak in one fell swoop. No one can say that she can match Deng Lijun's achievements.

Not only did they play vigorously, but even the foreigners and Chinese sitting at the tables here listened with interest.

Good songs can naturally touch everyone, not to mention that the song is still so far spread abroad, single sales have already exceeded 100 million copies, setting an unbeatable record!

The manager, like Xiao Zuo, led Yin Jun diligently to a prepared dining table.

Invite the girls to eat, in this era, naturally Western or Japanese and Korean food is better, because it has an atmosphere and tastes enough.

If you eat hot pot or Chinese food, you always feel a little old-fashioned.

This habit has not changed after 40 years. More people mentioned the atmosphere and style, whether it is European cuisine or Japanese cuisine, it will definitely not be Chinese food.

This is why, since the opening of Kirin Western Restaurant on Donganmen, many western restaurants have opened one after another.

Young people of this era are desperately hungry and want to absorb new things outside, including food culture.

So Yin Jun just looked around and found a table of Chinese guests, who also ate fine Italian dishes.

After arranging the seats, the manager went down in a hurry. He had to go to the kitchen to stare a little. There must be no trouble, otherwise Sheng Ge would definitely peel his skin.

Sheng Ge is Zhao Sheng. In addition to the Qilin Western Restaurant in charge of Donganmen, Houhai is also under his control, and Sanlitun is also under his control.

Some people are joking that Zhao Sheng is now a restaurant and entertainment tycoon, and thanks to the Paner of Kirin Group, otherwise Zhao Sheng would have been arrested long ago.

Yin Jun, they sat and drank rose tea, while chatting and waiting. At the table about ten meters away from them, the Chinese people began to discuss them.

"Peng Ye, who are you talking about?" A chubby man whispered to a man in his thirties in a suit.

"I don't know." The man shook his head lightly.

"Don't you know? Then they wouldn't be the elder brother or the elder lady?" Another thinner man said in surprise.

"There are more people I don't know in Jingli, but it can't be said that they are not." Peng Ye, a man in a suit, frowned. "But they are too arrogant like this, really don't care about adults at home? "

"That's it," said a beautiful woman next to him. "Look, those guards are sitting underneath. Each one is sturdy and full of sharpness. At first glance, they know that they came out from xx."

"Sister Mei is **** in your house, and you can't misread it." The chubby man nodded again and again. "But as Peng Ye said, so arrogant, when someone was accused, wouldn't it be impossible to eat and walk."

"no no……"

Suddenly, Peng Ye looked at Yin Jun again, but was blocked by the screen. "It seems that I have seen the man somewhere."

"Despite him, they are so arrogant. Sooner or later they will suffer. No matter how big they are, they will be as good as Mr. Zhu? His grandson is different." The thinner man chuckled lightly.

"Also!"

Several people nodded and laughed, and then went on to eat their own food.

However, after a few minutes, the screen was suddenly taken away by two girls, and another girl walked to the men and women who were singing and playing and said a few words to them.

Listening to her, the music stopped and the singing stopped, but the two obviously resisted a bit, and seemed to hear some embarrassing requests.

No way, another girl went downstairs, and soon a deputy manager quickly ran up, did not know what to say to them, this pair of young students obediently stood on the other side.

Everyone was wondering when they saw the handsome and handsome young man who was a little younger than the pair of students. He stood up from the position and walked over to the piano.

A **** the side skillfully picked up the microphone on the small shelf on the piano.

After trying the sound first, Yin Jun smiled at Tao Huimin who had stood up over there, and said in harmony: "A" Time Story "for Min Min!"

Foreigners don't understand much Chinese, but just seeing that boys are singing songs for girls, they start to have a lively heart and laugh and clap.

"" The Story of Time "?" Peng Ye repeated the name and asked sister Mei next to him: "Xiaomei, have you heard this song?"

"No." Sister Mei shook her head firmly. "I have almost heard Gang Tai's singer album. The name is unfamiliar. It should not be an excellent song."

At this moment, the prelude ended, Yin Jun sang openly.

"The flowers bloom in spring, the wind in autumn, and the setting sun in winter.

Melancholic youth, I was young, I thought so ignorantly.

The windmill circulates every day in the song of the reincarnation of the four seasons.

In the poems of Fenghuaxueyue, I grew up every year.

Flowing water takes away the story of time, and changes a person, in that sentimental and waiting youth for the first time. "

Unlike Luo Dayou's hoarse and low voice, Yin Jun's voice is not too good, but it is clear enough to sing such a folk song, which is very melodious and beautiful.

Foreigners do not understand Chinese, but music knows no borders.

Singing out these few paragraphs, they immediately lit their eyes and listened more seriously.

The pair of students who had been singing a little bit with cold eyes suddenly opened like bull's eyes.

You heard it right?

Why is it so nice! ?

A few Chinese people at that table were a bit silly when they saw it.

Sister Mei almost wished to go directly to the ground.

Experts look at the doorway.

Just a song can be heard, this is definitely a very good song, but she just vowed that it will not be very good.

The remaining few would dare not laugh at her, so they could only continue to listen to the song.

"Yellow photos, old letters, and faded Christmas cards.

I wrote a song for you when I was young, I am afraid you have forgotten it

The oath of the past is like the colorful bookmarks in that textbook, portraying how many beautiful poems, but after all it is a burst of smoke

Flowing water takes away the story of time, and changes two people, in that sentimental youth for the first time. "

"..."

"The Story of Time" is not long.

Without adding the prelude and the ending arrangement, Yin Jun just sang for about three minutes, and he had finished singing.

When he finishes playing the last syllable, not only does Tao Huimin look at his eyes, but also the five girls of Huaxi, and they all wish to swallow Yin Jun.

Just now Tao Huimin accidentally talked about letting Yin Jun sing a song to himself.

Yin Jun readily agreed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and said that he wrote a song, which can be given to her.

But I didn't expect it to be so beautiful.

Although there is no love and love in the song, the melancholy of the passing of time and the kind of nostalgia for youth have all been revealed.

And it is so natural, whispering, there is no such feeling of hypocrisy at all.

In fact, if equipped with a guitar, it will definitely taste more.

But to have such a talent, I really can't ask for too much.

That is, Tao Huimin is beside, that is, there is no lack of beauty around Yin Jun. Female, otherwise these five beautiful Chinese opera girls can directly drag Yin Jun into the room to give the king a hard bow.

"Pappa ..."

Applause rang at this time.

Foreigners, regardless of whether they understood it or not, applauded and expressed respect.

The talented students of the two music colleges even clapped desperately. If they changed to forty years later, they would definitely shout 666.

Peng Ye their table, also applauded enthusiastically.

All of them really like this song. If they can understand the lyrics, they can feel the charm of the song more.

Sister Mei couldn't hold back, and got up and walked over, blocking Yin Jun who was going back to her seat. "This gentleman, may I ask which star sang this song?"

"Oh, this is what I wrote, there is no singer to sing." Yin Jun said with a smile.

Originally, "The Story of Time" was written by Luo Dayou to Zhang Aijia the year before, but because Luo Dayou came to Kirin Records, instead of writing this song, it was naturally regarded as Yin Jun.

"What did you write?" Sister Mei became more and more confused. "Are you sir, are you ... Chinese?"

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The specific writing time is a bit biased, and the plot needs to be written by Junjun ^ _ ^

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