381 Perseverance
Pushing open the door of the bar, the turbid and sultry air of the Pioneer Village blows in, mixed with vague voices of discussion, and some liveliness in the idleness, as if after a long journey, I finally left the ice and snow of Beiyue. Kingdom, the world suddenly became warmer.
It's only the afternoon, and there are already more than a dozen customers sitting in the bar. In the cold winter, people always like to gather at the bar in the afternoon, with a glass of beer, a plate of peanuts, and a few chats to dispel the coldness and loneliness of the ice and snow..
Renly skillfully stuffed the skateboard under the reception counter at the door, walked straight towards the bar, nodded politely to the guests next to him, then knocked on the table and said deliberately, "A cup of hot water.".”
In the United States, to be precise, in Western countries, no one drinks hot water. Their definition of non-alcoholic beverages is either room temperature mineral water, juice or cola.
“Sorry, we don't provide hot water here." Neil Toussaint frowned slightly and sounded a little impatient. He went to the bar to get some hot water. This brain circuit is really different from ordinary people, but he still answered patiently..
“I insist." Neil heard another response from the direction of the bar. He took a deep breath, suppressed his irritability, turned around, and was about to get angry, when he saw that familiar face with anger on his face. and impatience immediately disappeared and turned into a bright smile, "Hey, man, you're back！”
Looking at Neil who was striding over, the corners of Renly's mouth raised involuntarily, "So, do I have hot water or not?"？”
“Haha, go to the kitchen and cook." Neil said cheerfully, crossed the bar, gave Renly a big hug, and patted Renly hard on the back, "Jesus Christ, when did you come back? This season, you should escape to Miami or go to Hawaii. Choosing to come back to New York is not a wise decision..”
“I think so too. Maybe I should book a flight to Guam tonight and enjoy the sunshine there." Renly shrugged and said jokingly.
Neil didn't take it seriously at all, and quickly walked to the side, poured a large glass of dark beer, and placed it in front of Renly, "This is a new variety that was introduced not long ago, a smoked beer from southern Germany. The flavor is very special. He casually placed the hand towel next to him, supported his hands on the bar, and said with a smile, "Is this a special trip back for the trip to the Hudson River we agreed on?"？”
It had been a few months since they last saw each other, and during this period, Renly's career had taken off in a breakthrough way. However, Neal didn't seem unfamiliar at all. He didn't deliberately mention the uproar in Hollywood, but he also There was no pretense of normality, and the narrow eyes shone with pride and excitement, reminding Renly that he had won the original bet.——
“"Cleopatra" not only cracked Billboard's top fifty, but it also broke into the top twenty.
Seeing Neal's triumphant expression, Renly chuckled, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said nonchalantly, "If you don't mind the weather, we can set off now..”
Neil couldn't help but choked. Going for a ride on the Hudson River in this season is not enjoyment at all, but punishment. But this provocation was initiated by him, and now he can only be mute and eat Coptis chinensis, smash it, smash it, "Xia Tian, don't worry, I will remember it. Let's go together in Xia Tian! Maybe, by summer, 'Cleopatra' will win the championship.？”
This time, Renly did not refute Neil, but pursed his lips and nodded in affirmation, "Who knows?.”
Neal suddenly became happy again, "I told you, there will be many people who like it. I knew it." The dancing look seemed as if it was not Renly who had achieved such outstanding results, but himself. "By the way, I forgot to congratulate you, Sundance, huh? How does it feel to finally be on that stage?？”
Neal was talking about Sundance, not the Oscars. Because they both knew Renly cared about acting, not fame..
“Once is not enough." Renly pondered for a moment, and then said seriously. This answer made Niall laugh loudly and nodded in agreement, "Indeed, how can once be enough? Let’s start looking forward to next year now.”
While he was talking, someone else opened the door and walked in. Neil raised his head and glanced, and then he laughed. This smile without warning made Renly stunned, not understanding what happened..
Neal gestured with his chin, and Renly turned to look over, and then saw the old man with short silver-white hair, meticulously combed back, and a blue-gray plaid suit that still exuded a chill. He was leaning on a dark brown crutch in his right hand, but his steps were still strong. He slowly took off his hat, scarf and coat, held them in his hand, raised his head and looked around.
When his eyes fell on Renly, his eyes couldn't help but light up. Even though he was more than ten steps away, he could still clearly feel that those turbid eyes were like the clear morning light pushing away the dense fog in the valley, bit by bit. Brighten up, the joy of hope and excitement jump happily between the eyebrows.
Then, he put away his crutches and walked over quickly. The windy posture under his feet showed a passion that was inconsistent with his age, which was a bit scary..
“Since October, he has been coming to the bar every day and sitting here for one to two hours." Neil's voice of explanation came over, "It has been four months without a break. Obviously, today, he finally Got you.”
Renly was slightly shocked, but before his brain had time to turn around, the other party had already arrived in front of him, and he spoke expectantly, "How long will you stay in New York this time? Two weeks? No, just one week." That's enough, we can go to the recording studio now.”
There were no polite greetings, or even a simple hello, and he just hit it all over the place without stopping, "That song you wrote on 'The Ellen DeGeneres Show' last time, 'Your Bones'? That was really a song." It's a great piece of work, you know? I mentioned it to Warner Music and Universal Music, and they were very interested in you..”
“Nowadays, folk songs cannot be sold in the market, and no one is even willing to release them; but on the other hand, this means that those true folk lovers cannot find excellent albums at all. The potential of this group , once excavated, the results are unimaginable！”
I talked endlessly, continuously, and in one breath. After talking so much, I finally stopped, but it was because I needed to catch my breath. After all, I was getting older..
“Beer or whiskey? "Renly didn't express any opinion, but picked up the smoked beer in his hand and asked with a smile..
The old man was about to get angry and was very dissatisfied with Renly's reaction, but Renly did not panic and took a sip of beer. "Don't worry, there is still a long time today. I have no plans to leave yet. You can take a breath first." Tone. Mr. George Strand.”
At this moment, standing in front of me is George Strand, the music producer who is eager for talent..
After hearing Renly's singing in the Pioneer Village, he unswervingly expressed his intention to cooperate. But unfortunately, Renly did not have this intention, and then went to participate in the Telluride Film Festival, which actually came true. Ed Sheeran’s fate.
However, Renly underestimated George's persistence and stubbornness. He actually came to the Pioneer Village every day for four months in a row. Moreover, the weather in New York was the worst in the past four months. This sincerity is really touching..
George looked at Renly with suspicion, and finally sat down next to Renly..
Neil immediately placed a glass of single malt whiskey in front of George.
It can be seen that this should be George's fixed routine. Such small details reveal George's personality. Not just persistence, not just stubbornness, but also very nostalgic and resistant to change. No wonder, he has a deep love for past music The glory and prosperity of the world will never be forgotten.
Renly believes that what George likes is not just folk music or jazz, he also likes the golden age of rock and roll, the popular era of disco, and the soul singing... In that era, music could change the world, touch the soul, and... interpret life.
George should be a pure musician, who loves music so passionately and simply. Such people have been gradually eliminated and abandoned in the fast food era of the Internet because they cannot keep up with the changes and reforms of the times. However, George won the blue ceremonial respect.
“How's Ed doing lately? "Renly took the initiative to stir up the topic..
“If you're curious, why not ask him yourself? George replied gruffly, rolled his eyes angrily, picked up his whiskey, took a sip, and finally recovered. "He performed well and completed the recording of three songs." , is currently preparing for his first solo album, and is seriously creating behind closed doors..”
George finally took the initiative to explain, and glanced sideways at Renly, "He is a serious young man who devotes himself wholeheartedly to the world of music. It can be seen that he really likes music. He doesn't want some people, Squandering your talents and not doing your job properly. Although you have enviable talents, you are unwilling to calm down and create well and use your music to touch the world..”
This reference could be made more obvious. Renly laughed dumbly, but was not angry. He just shrugged, "Not everyone can be Martin Luther King, and not everyone can be Martin Luther King." Everyone wants to be Martin Luther King.”
This sentence made George choke. He stared at Renly with wide eyes and looked like he was about to lose his temper again.
Renly picked up his beer glass and looked at George with a smile, "In British culture, whiskey needs to be tasted carefully and slowly; if you just want the feeling of burning and releasing, then vodka would be a better choice. ." Renly glanced at the whiskey in front of George, then without saying anything else, he calmly picked up the beer glass and took a big sip of beer..
George sat next to him, fuming..
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