Reunion
Zhu Shiyi splurged a little, buying the cheapest small cake for 138 yuan, and also made sure to get a "free" glass of lemonade before leaving.
Zhu Shiyi sat down in the courtyard. Leaving the embrace of the air-conditioned room, a wave of heat swept over him from all sides.
"Welcome to this beautiful newcomer," the lead singer said, setting the mood after finishing a song. "Welcome to Qin City. Everyone here is a guest. Have a great time!"
Hearing the handsome young man say such sweet words made Zhu Shiyi feel wonderful. It was worth enduring the heat!
"Great!" A couple in the audience cheered, "Sing Guo Ding's 'We Two'!"
The lead singer echoed, and after a short while, the band began their performance.
"You're on the left, and I'm right next to you. In the first photo, we didn't dare to be too close."
The couple in the audience didn't look at each other, but held hands tightly and swayed their bodies to the music.
Not far away, many tourists were attracted, and most of them chose to stand outside the fence to listen, while only a small number chose to "buy tickets and take a seat".
Amidst the backdrop of azure sea and sky, accompanied by a romantic song, Zhu Shiyi sipped her small cake, remaining silent as she sat quietly in the corner, gazing at the distant azure expanse.
As the sun sets, the warm sunlight casts golden rays, and the sea sparkles. Although it is not as azure and otherworldly as it is in the afternoon, it adds a touch of everyday life.
She didn't notice the commotion in the other corner.
Some people are listening to music, some are eating and drinking, so there must be someone thinking about how to get people to listen to music and eat and drink at the same time.
“Pan Yue,” Lin Changren said, crossing his legs with his laptop wobbling on his trembling knees, “the occupancy rate is quite high today compared to yesterday.”
"Do you need me to hang a calendar around your neck?" Pan Yue didn't even bother to look up. "Today is Friday."
He frowned slightly as he looked at the business information his former boss had given him on the iPad.
The company recently acquired the Qincheng coffee shop.
Before taking over the coffee shop, he had already read the coffee shop's operating report.
Logically speaking, the coffee shop's business situation shouldn't be as bleak as the report suggests.
"Changzi," Pan Yue tapped his finger on the table, "what do you think of this in person?"
"Great location, a popular tourist spot; high elevation, wide view, this coastline, S-curve, the scenery is really beautiful." Lin Changren looked around casually, praising it enthusiastically, his good mood evident even through his sunglasses.
Pan Yue looked around.
The coffee shop is the only shop in the area; nearby, there are only a few vendors selling popsicles. Competition isn't fierce.
He took another sip of the latte in front of him.
No issues have been found with the food so far.
"Is it because it's too expensive?" Lin Changren probably looked tempted and picked up the Black Forest cake in front of him, picking at it. "After all, it's just an ordinary dessert."
“The core product,” Pan Yue shook his head slightly, “has never been this dessert.”
"Let's see," Lin Changren waved his hand, casting his worries aside. "We were going to do customer surveys anyway, and then we'd know where the problems were."
"Don't just focus on that report; you study it eight hundred times a day. Now that you're here, you should definitely enjoy the atmosphere of our Qin City!"
A few scattered noises came from the side.
Pan Yue turned his head; the couple who had just requested a song had left.
He looked up and glanced at the lead singer performing on stage.
Now it's a female singer, with her eyes closed, singing with great passion.
He's not a very good singer and can't judge whether a song is good or bad.
However, Lin Changren, who was standing to the side, spoke up:
"This song is no simple song. This beautiful woman chose to sing such a difficult song. It's so hard to sing it well! Those vibratos, they seem to go through eight hundred turns in a second. If you're not a master, it's really hard to sing it."
Pan Yue pondered silently, ignoring Lin Changren.
According to him, the song selection might be one of the problems with the coffee shop.
......
Zhu Shiyi bit the small fork used to scoop cake.
She felt that this singer wasn't very good at R&B. Some notes were swallowed up and not sung, and the transitions were slightly disjointed.
Of course, singing and listening are two different things.
R&B is indeed not easy, and she didn't sing it well either.
After the song ended, no one requested another song.
Next up was a master—a male singer who sang a popular rock song, but whose voice wasn't deep enough and whose expression was a bit greasy.
*
"This level," Lin Changren clicked his tongue, "is not up to par."
Pan Yue felt a sense of annoyance rise within him. He subconsciously reached into his pocket, only to find it empty.
"My eldest son wants to smoke again?" This familiar gesture among smokers didn't escape Lin Changren's sharp eyes. He immediately pointed his index finger at Pan Yue, "You said it yourself, whoever smokes again is the son."
“Where did you get the cigarettes?” Pan Yue slapped Lin Changren’s hand away. “Only you can smoke them.”
“Get lost,” Lin Changren retorted, “Didn’t you say you wanted to focus on health?”
The weather in August was unbearably hot, and the air was thick with a dry, oppressive heat. Pan Yue took a sip of water to ease his stuffy chest.
*
Another young woman left her seat.
Actually, Zhu Shiyi also wanted to leave, but she felt that leaving like this would be extremely unfair to the 138 RMB she had paid.
She used her fork to scoop out small pieces of cake and put them in her mouth. This cake was a luxury, and she was reluctant to chew it, so she gently sipped the cream.
After the song ended, the rock singer seemed to realize that he hadn't performed well. He scratched his head, bowed, said nothing, turned around and left the stage, disappearing from sight.
The lead singer in sunglasses quickly picked up the microphone to smooth things over: "Recently, Daquan just recovered from his second hepatitis B, so he's not in the best condition. Can we give him a round of applause?"
My soft-heartedness has kicked in again.
Zhu Shiyi felt she deserved to die; the other person was at least half a patient, and she had actually thought he was greasy.
She's no good person at all!
Zhu Shiyi wanted to shake off his sins, so he clapped his hands with extra force.
*
The lead singer, wearing sunglasses, laughed along.
"Everyone here is very understanding, especially that beautiful lady sitting over there." The lead singer in sunglasses gestured with his palm up towards Zhu Shiyi.
Zhu Shiyi nodded vigorously. Yes, understanding and considerate, that's her.
"What songs would you like to hear now?" asked the lead singer in sunglasses.
Just like at the end of the previous song, no one requested any songs.
"Haha..." The lead singer in sunglasses continued to laugh dryly.
Please say more, you stubborn fool! This is so embarrassing!
"Having listened to several songs, I'm sure everyone here is a big music lover..."
In an instant, a flash of inspiration struck him, and the lead singer's eyes lit up: "So everyone, is there anyone who wants to come up and sing a song? Singing a song at the beach costs 10 yuan, but here, it's free!"
Having said that, he proudly raised his head. Who could resist such temptation? He was simply a genius!
*
10 yuan?!
Zhu Shiyi was slightly shocked but also greatly surprised.
Those two strangers on the beach last night sang so well, and they even paid me ten yuan extra!
Fortunately, she didn't go to sing; by all accounts, she earned ten yuan directly, her first pot of gold.
However, Zhu Shiyi really wanted to sing, and in a moment of distraction, she hummed a tune.
But in the eyes of the self-proclaimed genius lead singer wearing sunglasses.
The audience member who had just been gestured to by him and had nodded in response was now humming and swaying gently with his lips moving slightly.
The beautiful woman in the corner stared at me with such eagerness and sincerity!
There's no doubt about it! She's definitely humming a song. She's probably too shy to say it directly, but she's definitely using subtle gestures to shout at him, "Click me to sing!"
He stared at the beautiful woman in the corner for several seconds, and seeing that she didn't show any other resistance, his alarm bells as a host vanished.
The lead singer, wearing sunglasses, just cracks a smile, and he's got it all:
"Beautiful lady, you look like you'd like to come up and sing a song!"
Suddenly receiving a fervent and certain gaze, Zhu Shiyi was taken aback. He looked around, and it seemed that all eyes were on him.
She widened her eyes slightly and pointed her index finger at the tip of her nose.
I?
"Yes, beautiful lady, how about a song?" The lead singer, wearing sunglasses, leaned forward, a smile on his face and expectant eyes. Suddenly, he waved his hand, urging the audience, "Let's give him a round of applause!"
Like being called on by the teacher to answer a question in class, Zhu Shiyi was dumbfounded.
"It's okay, beautiful lady, don't be shy, sing a song!" the lead singer in sunglasses urged.
*
"Why is this lead singer being forced into this role? Doesn't he care about embarrassing the customers?" Lin Changren was a little nervous, afraid that the customers would feel offended.
Pan Yue looked down at the message.
Hearing Lin Changren's complaints, he finally opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the noise.
The girl in the corner wore a V-neck light purple floral print long dress, with a short, milky white pearl necklace around her neck and two medium-sized pearls of the same color on each earlobe. She looked elegant and slightly mature.
But she stared with her bright, almond-shaped eyes.
A pair of panicked eyes flashed through Pan Yue's mind.
It's her.
Those almond-shaped eyes met clearly with the apologetic look in my memory from yesterday.
"Sing one! Sing one!" A young man from the north with a Qincheng accent joined in the commotion.
Pan Yue straightened his gaze and stared at the girl in the corner.
She raised her eyebrows, grinned, then tilted her head back with a smile, shrugged, but remained expressionless, looking somewhat forced.
Pan Yue frowned.
On the plane, she was flustered and acted like a rather shy person.
...This lead singer is just stirring things up for no reason; he'll scare the customers away.
Pan Yue's mind raced as he tried to figure out how to smooth things over, and he was about to get up.
"good."
A crisp sound tugged at the hem of her skirt, and a pale purple figure drifted past.
Before he could even stand up, the person who had been egging him on in the corner had already gotten up and walked to the front of the stage.
She smoothed her skirt, smiled slightly, and said gracefully, "Then I'll perform a song for everyone, Cheer Chen's 'Too Clever'."
Pan Yue was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
He put down his iPad, which he always kept in his hand, leaned back, crossed his arms, looked at the stage, and unconsciously a smile of interest appeared on his lips.
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