At the beginning of the Hua Deng, the various song and dance halls in the entertainment street also began to lively.

Lu Yan hugged her knees and squatted on the wet street after the rain.

There was a hawker on the side of the road selling skewers. She sucked her nose and her belly started to bulge again.

Knowing that she shouldn't be so honest, she gave all the money to Shen Kuo, and now she is penniless, and dinner has become a problem again.

Lu Zhen and his group of brothers were arrested by the uncle of the police, and she didn't know where to find her dad now.

Lu Yan sighed and stood up, touched her stomach, and walked into the dance hall closest to her.

The song and dance hall at that time was similar to the current disco and bar, except that the facilities were relatively simple, with parquet floors on the ground, and star lights on the ceiling, and the rotating glass ball reflected colorful light spots.

There is a private room with deck seats on the dance floor, with folding tables and chairs, and a few shaking head electric fans lazily blowing.

People dance on the dance floor in the middle, unlike the crowds in modern bars.

Dancing back then was ballroom dancing.

Lu Yan found the manager of the dance hall and asked him if he had a job for himself.

The manager asked her: "Will you sell wine?"

Lu Yan shook his head blankly.

"Will you settle the bill?"

Still shook his head.

"Then what will you do?"

"I can sing."

The manager was busy entertaining the guests and had no time to respond to her: "We don't lack singing here."

Lu Yan looked at the woman on the stage who was twisting her body to sing, and said honestly: "I sing better than her."

As soon as the words came out, the manager looked back at her and saw her dirty clothes and a downcast look. He smiled: "Don't brag, Yingying is a professional singer here. Which onion can you sing? Sounds better than her? Don't worry about it, just walk around and don't affect my work."

Contemptuous expressions appeared on the faces of several waiters around, looking at Lu Yan like a joke—

"Yingying is the most popular singer here. She says she sings better than her. Isn't this a bad place?"

"She's just bragging."

"I'm really on stage, I'm afraid I won't be able to utter a word."

Lu Yan ignored their ridicule, she always didn't like to argue with others.

She sang better than the woman on the stage, she was not talking big, her sweet singing voice was definitely the kind that God enjoys food.

In the last life, since her popular ballad and singing in the live video, many brokerage companies wanted to sign her, but Lu Zhen firmly opposed it.

For this reason, she even kept her in confinement.

Lu Yan had also quarreled with his father and even went on a hunger strike to protest, but... Lu Zhen was determined.

I heard Uncle Liang Ting mentioned that his father's aversion to the entertainment industry seemed to be related to his mother's death.

Thinking of the lonely figure of Lu Zhen sitting on the sofa smoking in countless long nights, she finally stopped arguing with her father.

She gave up her dream and gave up doing what she loves most.

Rebirth in 2000 may be an opportunity for her to regain her dream.

Just as Lu Yan fell into memory, "the most popular singer here" Yingying went into a mess, and a guest interrupted her performance in the venue—

"It's all these songs over and over again, can it be a little fresh?"

"I'm tired of listening to these songs. Change to a new one."

Yingying was interrupted and she was very upset. She frowned and looked at them: "What are you going to listen to."

"Sing something fresh."

"These are all songs on the playlist. Listen to the new ones. Come up and sing them yourself."

As soon as these words came out, the guests started to quarrel: "Do you know how to speak! Let's come up and sing, what do you want you to do?"

Yingying was accustomed to being praised on weekdays. She was a temperamental lord, so she quit her microphone and said, "I love to listen or not."

Seeing that the place was about to become messy, the manager was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. He suddenly saw Lu Yan not leaving, and quickly called her over: "Don't you know how to sing? They want to listen to new songs. Can you sing? "

New song? That would be too good. Every song she used to sing on the live broadcast before is now a new song.

"Yes, but don't you say that I'm overpowered."

The manager eagerly said: "Oh, as long as you can save the field, you can open the commission tonight."

If she had changed from the past, according to Lu Yan's temper, she might run against the low-minded manager, but now she is too hungry, and she simply steps onto the stage.

The manager asked her: "You can say whatever accompaniment you want."

"No, you don't have the accompaniment I want."

Lu Yan turned her head and saw a piano on the stage, so she sat right next to that piano and tuned the tuning.

Yingying's eyes had some complicated meanings.

She is the pillar here. If she doesn't sing, these people won't even want to dance tonight.

Originally, she wanted to wait for them to beg her to come on stage, but she didn't expect that the manager would find a substitute so quickly, and this substitute singer can still play the piano?

You know, it is not ordinary people who can play the piano in this era. The piano is the standard equipment of the richest lady in the scholarly family, but it is not a person who can play the piano on the street!

Lu Yan adjusted her tune, and soon opened her voice and sang a few love songs that she was good at. Everyone looked at her at the same time, regardless of whether they were male or female.

The song is indeed a new song, and it is a song that has hit the Internet platform in recent years. It has a wide range of singing and is very popular among young people.

And most importantly, this is a song they have never heard before.

Lu Yan's voice is clear and beautiful, with the lively and lively melody of the piano, bringing the atmosphere of the dance hall to a climax. It has never been so lively.

Shen Kuo happened to pass by the gate of the dance hall, leaning against the door, looking at the girl playing the piano in the middle of the stage.

There was a sweet smile on the girl's face, two sweet dimples appeared on her lips, and her brown eyes were clear and innocent.

With such a look, he knew from a glance that she was a good girl from the rich family who had never suffered. Only a girl who has been pampered and cared for since childhood can have such a hearty and happy expression in her eyebrows.

Unlike him, even if he smiles, there is a layer of hypocritical cunning.

Shen Kuo looked away, lowered his head and nodded a cigarette.

The manager paid Lu Yan an appearance fee of 30 yuan. In this age when eating a bowl of noodles only cost two or three yuan, thirty yuan is enough for her to live for several days.

The manager seemed to have dug a treasure. He was quite excited. He wanted Lu Yan to be a singer with them, and the price would follow her.

Lu Yan looked back at Yingying, gritted her teeth, she refused with a smile, and only said that if she had time, she might come here to work part-time.

The manager readily agreed, and said that their karaoke halls often have star scouts. If Lu Yan comes here to sing, she will definitely be spotted by the scouts with her natural voice.

All in all, the most important thing for her now is to find her dad!

Lu Yan took the money, walked to a late-night snack food stall, ordered a bowl of mutton soup noodles, and ate it snoringly.

She wondered if she could go to a small hotel to make do with it for one night, instead of sleeping on the street.

After all, this mere thirty yuan is still the first pot of gold she has earned in her life.

Thinking of going to an entertainment club with my best friends in the past, I would just swipe my card to be four or even five digits. I live a luxurious life of spending money every day.

It's like a lifetime.

At the moment when Lu Yanyi felt sweet and bitter, several motorcycles thundered and stopped at the entrance of the late-night snack food stall.

Lu Yan watched her handsome and stalwart father get off the Harley motorcycle and walked in front of her, put the goggle helmet on the table, and sat down with a big trousers, and ordered a bowl of mutton noodles. .

"I asked everywhere and finally found you."

"dad!"

Lu Yan was so moved, she didn't expect that Lu Zhen could still think of her, she really was her own!

Lu Zhen broke Lu Yan's face, looked left and right, and pushed her bangs up again, revealing a smooth and full forehead, carefully looking at...

Like, really like, really too much like his sister who was abducted by human traffickers back then, even the mentally retarded eyes are exactly the same!

Lu Yan blinked: "Dad, what are you looking at?"

Lu Zhen patted her face: "Come, tell me, what is your name, how many people in the family, do you remember what happened when you were a kid?"

Lu Yan didn't know why: "My name is Lu Yan, and my dad and I are the only ones at home. When I was young, I lived with my dad."

"Where is your father?"

"It's you."

"..."

Lu Zhen's eyes were a bit complicated, he seemed to be lost in thought, he didn't even care to eat the hot mutton noodles.

"It's very possible that you are the sister I lost many years ago." Lu Zhen said solemnly to her: "My sister has a bad brain. She is born with mental retardation. I think you are really like her."

Lu Yan:...

She suddenly remembered that her father had said before that he did have a younger sister, who was her little aunt.

Once Lu Zhen took her sister-in-law to the amusement park, but her sister-in-law was abducted by human traffickers, and there was no news.

The loss of my little aunt made Lu Zhen feel extremely guilty and self-blame for so many years. Even after Lu Yan was born, Lu Zhen named her little aunt, Lu Yan, in order to miss her dead sister.

Later, Lu Yan grew up slowly, and the whole family said that she and her aunt when she was younger became more alike.

Lu Yan once saw old photos of my sister-in-law who had turned yellow. They really looked alike, especially the delicate eyebrows.

There are also nieces who look like an aunt, especially when two people are at the same age, it is normal to be mistaken.

It turns out that Lu Zhen really mistakenly identified her as his sister, and that's why she looked for her non-stop.

But Lu Yan didn't want to make mistakes, she had to explain things to Lu Zhen.

"Dad, I am not a little aunt, not your sister, I am Lu Yan, your only daughter in this world.

Lu Zhen looked at her like a fool, and discussed with Liang Ting: "It's her."

"Well, very much like your sister."

Lu Yan took a deep breath and continued: "Although this may be regarded as mental retardation or neurosis, I still want to tell you that I was in a car accident when I was 20 years old, and then I was born again, and I am born again. It sounds incredible. , But you believe me, I really am your daughter!"

She kept saying this in one breath, and then looked at Lu Zhen expectantly. However, he just reached out and rubbed Lu Yan's head: "My sister's illness seems to be more serious."

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Lu Yan quickly thought about how to prove to him that everything he said was true.

"By the way, Dad, my mother's name is Jian Yao. Is there a girl named Jian Yao by your side? She is my mother! You love her very much!"

Lu Zhen and Liang Ting looked at each other and said that they had never heard of the name.

"I have a girlfriend, not the one you mentioned." Lu Zhen said dissatisfiedly: "You girl, what the **** is going on, I don't care if you talk nonsense."

Lu Yan looked at him pitifully: "I didn't talk nonsense."

Liang Ting pointed to his brain: "Isn't there something wrong with your sister here? She can understand what she can tell. You can be her'daddy' for the time being. Take her home first, and then the truth will come to light for a paternity test. Also, doesn't your old Lu think that her daughter is about to think of something wrong? Even if the paternity test is not, a girl who is so like your sister, stays at home and raises it. When a goddaughter, your family doesn't lack that bite of food."

Lu Yan looked at Liang Ting and said, "Uncle Liang Ting, you were so smart when you were young!"

Liang Ting's "uncle" grinned and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Thank you."

Lu Yan knew that his father’s best friend, Uncle Liang Ting, was a man with high IQ. Dad later broke up with his grandfather and left the family to go out alone. It was Liang Ting, a think tank, who helped him plan the strategy, so that he could manage the company smoothly. Become a Fortune 500 in the world.

Lu Yan was very rebellious when she was young, and she often worked against her dad at home. Once Lu Zhen called her useless chai, so she countered Lu Zhen: You have spent your whole life but you have been proving to grandpa that you are not useless. What qualifications do you have? Say me.

This sentence hurt Lu Zhen for a long time.

Later Liang Ting told Lu Yan that you were wrong. Your father left the house resolutely and wandered outside alone. He lived in the basement and ate boxed lunch in white water. He did not spend his life to prove anything to anyone.

He wants to be your mother and your little princess forever.

Lu Yan couldn't help holding Lu Zhen's hand.

In short, it's great to be back.

It's great to be able to see the dad when he was a teenager again!

Lu Yan looked at Lu Zhen again and found that his eyes were a little red.

Isn't it about crying with her in a hug, Lu Yan's emotions haven't been brewed yet.

Lu Zhen stared at the little girl for a long time, without saying a word, pulling Lu Yan out of the mutton soup noodle shop and came to the motorcycle.

After finding his long-lost sister, his heart tormented because of extreme self-blame was finally let go.

"Dad... are you crying?"

"I didn't cry."

Lu Zhen rubbed his crimson eyes as he spoke, put the goggles on Lu Yan's head, and pulled her onto his Harley motorcycle.

"go home with me."

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