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Chapter 87 Folk Songs

After the performance, Chen Fang arranged for Cheng Yue to send the old man, the old lady and Jin Yaran back to Yan Film Studio. Tomorrow, Jin Luo will go to Yan Film Studio to pick up his parents and daughter to Beidaihe for a trip. Chen Fang could not stop others from doing filial piety, but he could avoid it, and it would be a simplicity to see it.

Until Chen Fang drove the car and took Qin Mohan's family back to the courtyard, Qin Ruoxi's excitement did not calm down, and she looked at the photo and smiled foolishly in her cell phone.

"Eya, you are so successful. Our dad had been hanging at home with the last photo with the leader of the Corps. Now he can change to yours." Looking at Erya's appearance, Qin Mohan couldn't help but tease her.

"You are envious, jealous and hatred." Qin Ruoxi said dissatisfiedly to her sister, "If I hadn't suggested this afternoon, would you have the chance to take a photo with her? You are benefiting from me."

"Okay, it's your highlight." Qin Mohan said to Xiao Nanrong with a smile: "Mom, you don't know that this little girl was in the lounge this afternoon, and she suddenly wanted to take a photo with her. Shen Fang and I were both stunned."

Xiao Nanrong held Qin Ruoxi in her arms and said happily: "We Erya are fools and have good luck. We can study piano well in the future and strive to be a pianist in the future."

"That is, in the future, I want to become a pianist and a musician. I want to stand at a height and look down on you, a little actor." Qin Ruoxi shouted at her sister, but before she finished speaking, Qin Mohan knocked a chestnut: "Mom, look at her hit me."

"What's wrong with hitting you? Humph, I'm looking down at me, you'll grow so tall first." Qin Mohan reached out and rubbed his sister's head for a while, and then left proudly.

In addition to Qin Ruoxi, Qin Jingshan was also the one who was most excited today. After he came back, he pulled Chen Fang and asked him to have a drink with him. Aunt Liu originally wanted to help with the midnight snack, but Chen Fang refused. He suggested taking Qin Jingshan to the bar for a seat.

"I'll go too." As soon as the two were about to go out, Qin Mohan, who came out of the room, followed him, hugged Qin Jingshan's arm and said to Chen Fang: "I'm so happy today, I want to have two drinks with you." Qin Mohan, who had already left with his relative, also wanted to taste the joyful wine.

My daughter hasn't been so intimate with her for a long time. Qin Jingshan said happily: "Let's go together."

Xiao Nanrong and Qin Ruoxi in the room heard this, especially Erya was so excited that she wanted to go with them.

On the National Day, the two sides of Houhai are brightly lit. It turns out that these two bright red national flags are also hung on the smooth street light poles. There are many pedestrians on the road, and there are people around you who come out for a walk, white-collar workers working in the capital come here to enjoy the fun, and travelers from other places come here to experience the night in Yanjing.

"Boss, boss, you are here." Fang Yuan said hello to Chen Fang and Qin Mohan. Although he didn't know Qin Jingshan and his wife. But when he saw Qin Mohan holding him affectionately, he could probably know who it was, and greeted him with a winkward look: "Uncle, aunt, you! I am Fang Yuan."

Qin Mohan took the initiative to help them introduce: "Dad, mom, this is Fang Yuan, the manager of our bar."

"Hello!" Qin Jingshan and Xiao Nanrong nodded to Fang Yuan. Qin Ruoxi directly greeted Fang Yuan and got in, followed Shen Fang and Qin Mohan to the corner of the bar.

There were many customers at the bar. There was a girl singing on the stage, and Zhang Lei was sitting on a high stool to accompany her. It seemed that she was a girl who wanted to show off. Although she was not a professional singer, she still attracted a burst of cheers from the audience.

"Uncle, mom, please sit down, what are you drinking? I'll help you adjust it." Chen Fang did not let Fang Yuan and Zhang Peng come to greet him, and asked Qin Jingshan and his daughter to sit by the bar, wash their hands by themselves, and came to the bar and asked.

"Brother-in-law, how about giving me a Mojito?" Qin Ruoxi asked with a shy smile.

"When did you drink wine?" Before Chen Fang could answer, Qin Mohan grabbed her little ear.

"Sister, it hurts!" After finally breaking free, Qin Ruoxi hid behind his mother: "Last time my brother-in-law made it for me and Yaran, but there was no alcohol."

"No alcohol?" Qin Mohan looked at Chen Fang and found that he nodded: "Oh, no alcohol can."

"Mom, look at her." Qin Ruoxi hugged Xiao Nanrong and complained, but Xiao Nanrong agreed with Qin Mohan's approach. She was so responsible to her sister that she could give Erya to her, but she still helped Erya rub her ears: "Sister is also worried about you. You are still young and can't drink."

Chenfang used lime and mint plus syrup, and ice to add a glass of alcohol-free mojito for Qin Ruoxi, then looked at Qin Jingshan and Xiao Nanrong.

"I haven't been to the bar for many times, you can see it. If it doesn't work, it's OK to give me a bottle of Erguotou." Qin Jingshan said with a little embarrassment. He actually never went to a bar. They usually use white wine with their comrades in Western Xinjiang.

Chen Fang saw his father-in-law's embarrassment and naturally avoided it. Then he took out 45 ml of white rum, squeezed juice with half a lime, added a spoonful of syrup and 30 ml of strawberry juice, mixed thoroughly in a kettle, and finished with a cup of strawberry Dyckley.

"This is the favorite wine of the famous writer Hemingway, named Dickley. Do you like it?" Chen Fang pushed the cocktail in front of him, and looked at Qin Jingshan with hopeful eyes with Qin Mohan and took a sip.

"It's okay, I drink it sweetly, the wine taste is not very strong and refreshing." Although Qin Jingshan felt a little light, he still gave a positive review and recommended this glass of wine to Xiao Nanrong: "You should like this taste."

Xiao Nanrong didn't dislike it, took a sip with the straw, and said to Chen Fang: "This is good, your uncle is used to it and the spirits."

Chen Fang knew that he didn't like this wine very much, so it didn't matter to make another glass, then took out the gin as the base wine, plus the dry and beautiful, and then made a glass of dried martini for his father-in-law. The 55-degree gin has a unique spicy flavor, and the neutral smell of dry and beautiful. If it weren't for the water-like liquid that was placed in the middle of the transparent liquid, you wouldn't have noticed it was a cocktail. Qin Mohan looked happy and wanted to reach out, but was stopped by Shen Ling, and then put it on the coaster and pushed it in front of Qin Jingshan.

"You try this, dry martini."

"The one that is very popular abroad?" Qin Jingshan first smelled the unique aroma of this glass of wine. The entrance was very strong and then slowly disappeared, feeling very cool and smooth, and finally aftertaste.

Seeing that Qin Jingshan was quite satisfied with this glass of wine, he made a glass of Manhattan that she liked more for Qin Mohan to wait aside. Qin Mohan was satisfied.

The girl on the stage finished singing, and Zhang Lei also went down to rest. Qin Mohan saw that the stage was empty, and then said to Qin Jingshan: "Dad, you chat with Shen Fang slowly, I'll go sing a song." After that, he came to the stage with his own wine glass. Many customers on the scene had already discovered their arrival, but they found that they were a family, which was not easy to disturb. At this time, when he saw Qin Mohan coming on stage to prepare to sing, he couldn't help but cheer.

"My sister's typhoon is so good." Qin Ruoxi sat next to her mother, drinking her non-alcoholic mojito with a straw while chatting with her mother.

Xiao Nanrong praised Erya and said, "You performed very well today. There are so many leaders in the audience who are not nervous when they see you."

"That's right, I'll hold a concert at the National Grand Theater one day." Qin Ruoxi accepted his mother's praise and then said arrogantly: "In the future, I will hold a concert. You and my dad will sit in the first row, where will the leader sit today..."

Chen Fang just smiled at Qin Ruoxi's Haikou. People from different eras have different forms of expressing emotions. The post-00s show themselves very directly, while Qin Jingshan, who was sitting next to him, was more subtle. A cup of Martini, less than 80 milliliters, was only two or three times for him. He looked at Chen Fang with a little embarrassed.

"Uncle, you're trying this." Chen Fang mixed another glass of Godfather and handed it to him. Chen Fang liked to use bourbon and almond liqueur to mix this wine. In addition to the burnt aroma of whiskey, there was also a faint fruity aroma.

Martini, the godfather, did not make Qin Jingshan feel satisfied with several cocktails that Chen Fang liked. Finally, Chen Fang used vodka to mix a cup of "Black Russia" for Qin Jingshan. This spirit mixed with coffee syrup and vodka made Qin Jingshan's eyes shine.

Among the five major base wines of cocktails, vodka is the one that Chen Fang uses the least. The burnt aroma of whiskey, the sweetness of rum, the fragrance of gin, and the bitterness of tequila can all give him a rich taste, while vodka is very pure and strong. Chen Fang believes that only those who are specifically looking for drunkenness will truly like vodka.

This pure strength is nothing to Qin Jingshan, which has been stationed in Western Xinjiang for a long time. After drinking a few different cocktails, he was excited about Erya's performance again. Looking at Qin Mohan who was singing "Cultivating Love" on the stage, he couldn't help but feel a little itchy and asked Chen Fang: "Are you all folk songs and popular accompaniments here? Are there any popular or folk songs accompaniments?"

"I don't know what song you want to sing?" Chen Fang asked: "I have rock and roll here, and there is popularity. Otherwise, if you choose it, I will accompany you if you don't find the right one."

Qin Ruoxi heard his father's words and expressed his opinion: "I like to listen to his father sing "Paradise" and "In that distant place."

"This is really there, I'll help you find it." These songs are Western folk songs. Qin Jingshan has sang these songs many times in the army.

Qin Jingshan's on-stage surprises many customers who were paying attention to Qin Mohan's family. They should be Qin Mohan or a senior who was a Shenfang, but they didn't know what song he wanted to sing on-stage. But when he remembered the melodious prelude, the familiar tune surprised many people who heard it on-stage. It seemed that this was the first time he had heard it.

"Blue sky, clear lake water..."

"I love you, my home, my paradise..."

Experts can tell if there is any one at a time. Qin Jingshan's strong voice resounds through the entire space of more than 300 square meters under the bar's top speakers. If Qin Mohan's voice is melodious, swallows are singing, orioles are singing, and gentle as a faint spring, then the song sung by Qin Jingshan, who has decades of performance experience, seems to have brought everyone here into heaven and received the baptism of music, making you feel as if you are on a green grassland, you can gently touch the cattle and sheep beside you and see the blue sky.

"Play..."

After Qin Jingshan finished singing a song, the whole bar was quiet for more than ten seconds, and then he gave a loud applause: "One more song."
Chapter completed!
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