Chapter 45 Sing a Little Song
Chapter 45 Sing a Little Song
The Dasan Hotel is a hotel with a relatively high price range.
Located beside the old moat at the back of the city.
It is quite famous in the whole Jiangzhou City.
After all, this was back in the days when Hilton, Marriott, and Sheraton had not yet opened hotels all over the country.
This kind of old hotel is the best place for old citizens in the city to gather and hold banquets.
This was the first time Jiang Ning had come to a hotel like this in his life.
I couldn't help but become quite interested in the decoration, scenery and landscaping in the hotel.
Observe as you walk.
It's indeed a different style.
Of course, this difference only applies to the style during the millennium.
"Slow down, the ground is slippery."
Tian Wenhao gave a warning from the front.
Jiang Ning behind him also said "hmm" in agreement.
Then, under the guidance of the waiter, the two walked to the lobby on the first floor.
The lobby is not big.
The area is about two to three hundred square meters, with seven or eight tables placed scattered around.
Only four of the tables had food.
The other tables were left idle over there.
At this moment, the people in the hall also saw the cousins coming from outside and greeted them:
"Xiao Hao is here? Come over and sit down!"
"Who's that behind you? Is she your girlfriend? She's pretty, I'm fine with her."
"Ah? What? That's Ningning?"
"Is Ningning so pretty now? Is she wearing makeup?"
"Probably not, it looks quite natural on her face..."
Listening to these strange discussions, Jiang Ning's face twitched, and he didn't know what expression to use to face these relatives whom he hadn't seen for eight hundred years.
She had no choice but to put on a smile, nodded to this one, and smiled back to the one who called her.
at last.
Jiang Ning, who had passed all the tests, came to the main table and sat next to his mother.
But just sat down.
Greetings from my mother came.
"Ningning, did mom ask you to dress nicely today?"
nice?
Jiang Ning looked down at his loose and comfortable sportswear.
"It's quite beautiful."
She muttered.
As a result, the next second, my mother put her hand on her ear and twisted it gently.
Then, with a tone of disappointment, he whispered:
"I'll settle the score with you when I get back."
Generally speaking, going back to settle the accounts means not settling the accounts.
In response, Jiang Ning chuckled, then took out a small box from his pocket, handed it to his aunt, and said sweetly:
"Happy birthday, Aunt."
"This is a small gift I bought with my lucky money."
My aunt smiled happily and didn't care at all what gift Jiang Ning bought. She accepted the gift with a smile.
"Ningning, auntie also wishes you to be happy forever."
"Hey, thank you, auntie."
Then this simple birthday party began.
Serve the dishes, eat the food, and watch others drink and brag.
This is basically the entire process of dining in this kind of hotel.
If it were an ordinary young person, he would have felt bored with this process long ago.
But Jiang Ning is different.
While cracking peanuts and holding a teacup, he stared at his uncle who was talking with interest.
It turns out that my uncle was so eloquent back then.
But why did he become so silent later?
And my aunt.
My aunt should be in her forties at this age.
How come her figure is still that of a 30-year-old woman?
Although a little plump, it is full of charm when you look closely.
And what they said.
At first glance, it all sounds like family gossip, but when compared with the figures in future memories, there is an indescribable sense of humor.
But as I listened, when the topic turned to her.
It's not that interesting.
"How are Ningning's grades now?"
"The study atmosphere in No. 1 Middle School is very strong, right? What do you plan to study in the second year of high school?"
"Do you know a teacher named Liang Fuxi who is in the second grade of your school? He is my elementary school classmate. If you can go to his class in the future, I will help you to greet him."
Hearing this series of words, Jiang Ning could only smile and nod in agreement. However, at this moment, an uncle who had nothing to do with her suddenly smiled at Tian Cuilan and said:
"Cui Lan, does Xiao Ning have a boyfriend?"
"My wife has a younger brother who just got admitted to college this year. Would you like to introduce him to her?"
As soon as this was said, my aunt became unhappy.
"Ma Qun, put away your little thoughts, my Ningning is only 17 years old!"
"That's right! I'm still young!" Jiang Ning immediately agreed.
Seeing that the relatives around him were looking at him with dissatisfaction, the uncle named Ma Qun immediately stopped.
Subsequently.
As the food arrived, each relative drank a lot of wine.
When you drink too much, you will naturally become excited.
Some of them just spoke a little louder to show that they were not drunk and could still continue.
Some were even more exaggerated, like my uncle, who walked directly to the platform in the hotel lobby.
Pick up the phone, say hello twice, and then...
"Today, today is my, Tian Baosheng's, hiccup, sister Tian Cuixiang's, 55th birthday."
"As her brother, I want to sing a song for her today!"
"One song, 'Bao Lan Xiang'! Thank you everyone!"
Done.
A song actually began to play on the fluorescent screen behind the stage.
Judging from the tone, it's probably at least twenty years old.
It's full of historical flavor.
Jiang Ning didn't care about this kind of song, but when she inadvertently looked back at her mother and aunt.
The slightly red eyes of the two elders made her feel an indescribable feeling in her heart.
Perhaps, this song contains the common memories of the three brothers and sisters.
Slowly, her thoughts drifted far away with the music.
Although my uncle’s singing is not that good, no one will criticize him because of his emotional singing style.
Do not know why.
At this moment, Jiang Ning suddenly wanted to sing.
He turned around and looked at his mother, then at his aunt who had a smile on her face.
Then I looked at my cousin who was in a daze, and other relatives.
There was a pause.
Jiang Ning quietly stood up, walked past the dining table, walked out of the hall, and came to the service desk.
"Hello, do you have any guitars here?"
the other side.
Li Mingyu walked out of the private room in the hotel with her best friend Liao Liao and her assistant.
"Naiyu, thank you for abandoning the family dinner and treating me to a meal today!"
"Okay, okay, when I go to Haicheng, just ask some handsome guys to drink with me."
"no problem!"
After Li Mingyu smiled and joked with her best friends for a few minutes, she was about to send them outside to catch the bus.
Suddenly.
She seemed to see a familiar figure, carrying a big bag, walking to the other side.
That is…
Guitar bag?
Driven by curiosity.
Li Mingyu greeted her best friend and then quickly followed.
But Jiang Ningke didn't know that someone was following him.
At this moment, she was returning to the hall carrying a guitar bag.
Then he walked to the platform and said a few words to his uncle who was singing a song.
immediately.
My uncle happily picked up the microphone and announced to all the relatives present:
"Our Ningning is going to sing a song for everyone!!"
"Everyone is welcome!!"
After saying that, my uncle handed the microphone to Jiang Ning, who had dragged a stool over.
She took the microphone, put it down, and then took her guitar out of her bag.
"When did Ningning learn to play the guitar?" Tian Cuilan, her biological mother, couldn't help but ask.
The same question was not only raised by the biological mother, but also by Li Mingyu at the door, who was also confused.
Can Jiang Ning play guitar?
real or fake?
next moment.
When a series of continuous guitar sounds came out of the microphone.
Everyone present fell silent.
"I dedicate this song 'Passing By The World' to everyone."
"I wish my aunt eternal youth and happiness."
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