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Published at 3rd of November 2021 10:14:12 AM


Chapter 400: 400

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The night was deep, and Derek and Heather were going to leave after all.

Escorting Derek and Heather to the street outside, Derek drove the car over, and then Lanly stepped forward to help. He helped Heather to stand up; Paul folded the wheelchair and put it in the back row. Seated.

For convenience, Lan Li directly hugged the princess at the waist, and then put it in the passenger seat. He noticed Heather’s slightly shy expression out of his sight. Lan Li laughed dumbly and joked, "Only once today. Once, you still have to walk on your own feet."

Heather couldn't help biting his lower lip and glared at Lan Li viciously. But after all, there was no support, and he laughed immediately.

Looking at Lan Li's profile face close at hand, Heather said seriously, "Do you know why I like music so much?" Lan Li was looking for the seat belt, but he couldn't help but pause and cast a suspicious look. , Heather continued, "Because when the music is flowing, I will realize that there are some things that darkness cannot take away from me after all."

Lan Li was a little dazed, savoring these words carefully, but found that his mouth was full of bitterness.

"Len Li. Thank you." The sound of Derek closing the door interrupted Lan Li's thoughts. "Thank you so much today."

Derek said sincerely, although they didn't mention it deliberately, he knew that the song just now had a special meaning and was definitely not performed casually; what's more, all day today, thanks to Lan Li, Heather's expression can be seen, she is very happy.

Lanly fastened the seat belt quickly, then smiled at Derek and said jokingly, "Next time, the charges will not be so cheap." This made Derek and Heather laugh.

Heather turned to look at his father, then looked at Lan Li again, and said softly, "I won't give up." Only she and Lan Li could hear it.

However, Lanly understood this endless sentence—this is the lyrics from the song just now, and it also comes from Heather's deep heart's determination.

Lan Li didn't know where his illness would go, but he knew that if he gave up, there would be nothing.

After Derek and Heather left, Lily went home immediately. Although she was very reluctant, although she was reluctant to give up, it was really too late today, she had better go back early, otherwise her mother would be killed in a chain.

Looking at Lan Li, who was tall and tall, the beige windbreaker jacket was hunting in the cold wind in the middle of the night. The unique charm and temperament made people unable to move their eyes in the night. Lily stood in the taxi. Beside, the action of sitting in couldn't help but paused for a while, and shouted, "Someone told you, are you a very good artist?"

This sentence came out of nowhere. There was no link between the previous and the next, which made people confused. The corner of Lan Li's mouth could not help but raised a little, "Don't say this to strangers casually, and it's still near midnight. when."

The faint teasing made Lily's cheeks feel a little hot. She shouted, "I'm serious." After speaking, Lily got into the taxi, closed the door, and signaled the driver to start driving.

But after hesitating for a moment, Lily couldn't help but turned around and looked through the rear window. From a distance, you can see:

The small smile at the corner of Lan Li's mouth is like a smoky smoke. In New York at midnight, it is mysterious and exudes a fatal charm; Paul standing next to him smiled brilliantly, as if spilled on the blue A ray of sunlight above the waves, even the dark night cannot conceal the light in it.

The two re-entered the Pioneer Village, talking and laughing, until the two disappeared one after another. Lily was still reluctant to take her gaze back. Then the taxi turned a corner and entered another street. Her sight was completely cut off, and she was full. Turning his face regretfully, leaning against the back of the chair, he sighed heavily.

Back in the pioneer village, Lan Li saw a familiar figure-George Slander at the bar.

Neil stood in the bar, waved at Lan Li happily, then pointed at George, with a triumphant expression on his face.

Lan Li noticed that George was watching a video with a mobile phone in his hand. You don't need to watch it to know that it must be the video of the performance just now. Neal is also one of the important supporters of Renly's album, so naturally he won't miss every opportunity easily.

Looking at George's concentrated back, Lan Li laughed blankly, and took the initiative to step forward to say hello, but George didn't want to pay attention to Lan Li at all, but carefully savored the performance video just now, which made Lan Li a little bit dumbfounded.

Without waiting for Lan Li's defense, George said gruffly, "Why, do you plan to enter the recording studio tomorrow? If not, then go quickly and don't disturb me watching the performance. It's really uninteresting."

With the cursing and outspoken appearance, Lan Li could only stand his hands, and both Neil and Paul were overjoyed.

Lan Li and Paul sat down again, ordered beer again, and stayed at the bar until more than two in the morning before leaving the pioneer village and taking a leisurely walk home. As Paul is currently penniless, he will temporarily stay at Lan Li's house tonight.

"Apart from surfing and rock climbing, you can't tell that you're still an excellent musician." Paul sighed with a smile, his words are very interesting, musicians, not singers, or performers. It can be heard that Paul was quite surprised by Lanly's creative talent.

Lan Li didn't make any excuses, just spread his hands, "I can't say that I am a good surfer, at least not in front of you."

This ridicule made Paul laugh happily, but then his mind settled and he seemed to fall into his own contemplation. Lan Li didn't speak either. The two of them walked slowly like this. After a while, Paul's voice broke the silence again, "The next time you perform, can I bring my daughter to watch it together?" "

Lan Li was a little surprised, but didn't ask much. He nodded and said with a smile, "Of course, I extend my sincere welcome."

Paul twitched his mouth and smiled again.

Paul is not married, but has a daughter with his ex-girlfriend. Both were too young at the time. Paul was only twenty-four years old. He didn't know how to be parents. After a fierce dispute, both sides were hurt, and he reluctantly chose to break up. Later, his ex-girlfriend took his daughter away to Hawaii, while he stayed in Los Angeles.

Time flies, and twelve years have passed. He and his daughter have almost no chance to get along, let alone talk. This is also an important reason for his previous trip to Oahu, Hawaii. Every year, he would stay there for a while, trying to communicate with his daughter, but... after all, it was too difficult.

Listening to the song just now, I heard Paul’s ears, but it was telling his story, and I felt very sad.

A faint sorrow glided across Paul's eyes. Even those who are sunny, have their own softness in their hearts. His daughter has always been a regret in his heart, and has never opened his heart to other people. Even in the face of Lan Li, he is not ready to confide in his heart. Fortunately, Lan Li did not ask.

"What's the name of the song just now?" Paul didn't hold back, and asked curiously.

Lan Li thought about it for a while, and then replied, "'Carry-On'."

Paul chewed carefully, the smile at the corner of his mouth rose again, and the light and happy melody reverberated in his mind again. The night in New York was so cold that the wind was raging, but there was a warmth in his chest. The flames, the footsteps seem to have become lighter.

Pushing the door open, Paul looked at Lanly’s apartment curiously. It was generous and yet personal. The corners were filled with bookshelves, the old-fashioned phonograph by the sofa, the log furniture everywhere...

"Whatever you want, treat this as your own home." Lan Li went straight forward, and then opened the closet. While talking, the phone started ringing, but Lan Li ignored it and searched for it, and she found it. With the prepared bath towels and toothbrushes and other toiletries, "You should take a shower first. After a day of tiredness today, I can finally relax."

Compared to Lanly, Paul really experienced an extremely long day, and New York expressed a warm welcome in such a special way.

Paul listened to the constant ringing of his cell phone, but he was a little distracted, "Aren't you going to answer the phone?"

Lan Li walked over and put the toiletries on the back of the sofa, "If there is an urgent matter, I will call again; if not, just leave a message." Random explained, Lan Li pointed to the back of the screen. The direction ~www.novelhall.com~ The bathroom is there, rest assured, I will not peep. "

A word suddenly made Paul burst into laughter.

Lan Li picked up the phone and looked at the display. It was Andy. "It's three o'clock in the morning in New York time. You better have a valid reason." After answering the phone, Lan Li just replies.

Andy chuckled lightly, "From your voice, it seems to be sober, that would be great." Andy is still in Boston at this time, in the same time zone as New York, so it is naturally clear. "There was an emergency situation just now. To put it simply, a crew found me. I hope you can temporarily take over the next role, the actor, for a small cost, independent films, comedies, and acting tests. I think you definitely like it."

A few simple keywords immediately made Lan Li interested, "Oh, let's talk about it specifically."

"The situation is more complicated to explain. To sum it up, the crew has signed a contract with James McAvoy, but he broke the contract because of personal reasons—in fact, the shooting schedule conflicted with the X-Men’s publicity plan. Acting. Now, the crew is ready, and the filming is about to start in five days, but the actor suddenly opened the skylight and the crew was paralyzed. So I found me at three o'clock in the morning."

Andy's words were still unhurried, and the spit and the highlights flew together, explaining the matter clearly in a few words.

"They think you are the best successor to this role; in my opinion, you are more suitable than James. The question of the schedule, just leave it to me,'detachment' or proceed according to the plan, you don't have to worry; wait a moment, They will call you, talk to you directly, take a look for yourself, and then make a judgment. How about, are there any questions?"

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