265 Return to modern capital 1

On the top of the mountain behind the door, clouds and fog, like a fairyland.

The old immortals looked at Lin Long's achievements and said happily, "Okay, let Lin Long suffer for love for the last time, come back to practice again, and become a great god as soon as possible!"

Then, Lin Long was touched by the golden finger and returned to the present era again.

2000, the capital

That day, Nanas's parents called her and worriedly asked her about all aspects of the capital.

"Dad and mom, you want to keep a diary of me. It's not that I won't be linked to those messy things in the entertainment industry. I just like singing. I hope I can sing my favorite songs in the future. On the big stage of 10,000 people, I'm not for fame and fortune, I'm for the dream in my heart." Nanas said to her parents in a comforting and relaxed tone on the phone.

"We don't ask you to be a star. Fly to Shanghai today and go to the capital tomorrow. We hope you can stay in Changnan City. Why do you have to be that singer!" My father said with a worried face on the other end of the phone.

"Dad, Mom, I hope I have my own ideals. I don't want to live a mediocre life. I'm Nanas and I'm unique." Nanas said in high spirit at this end.

Nanos kept talking to her parents on the phone.

"I get the most suitable environment for development as a singer, and Changnan City is no longer suitable for us. This time, our Jumei and Yangqi joint venture, the 'Excellent Plan' is proposed and actively advocated by the new leader Cheng. The entertainment kingdom needs artists, and artists need to show in the face of the camera, but the development of this society is guided by our singers and movie stars, people's ideas need to be updated.

Nas's speech is very inflammatory now, and she has learned what to do in front of someone. In front of Jiacheng, he may show off like a little sister who doesn't know anything, and in front of her parents, she is like an experienced teacher asking for temptation.

"Alas, Nanas's father sighed over there. He also had many reasons to tell his daughter, but in front of his daughter's great reasoning, he saw that his daughter could not be reversed.

What do you say? Nanasi, your parents respect your choice, but in the entertainment industry, we also know that it is a successful person. You have to take care of yourself!"

The parents told their daughter who was thousands of miles away.

Then, my father said a sentence on the phone: "Also, the wandering singer came to your home to find you. We may have misunderstood him before. In fact, we should not have opposed you at the beginning. That child is still quite good. At least we can see that he has true feelings for you!"

"Who?? Lin Long?" Nanas shouted in surprise on the phone.

"Yes, his name is Lin Long!" My father muttered on the phone.

Lin Long? A name that Nanasi was familiar with before the competition but now seems to be strange suddenly popped out.

It was in a ten-square-meter small house rented by Lin Long. Lin Long took her to the bar every day, went underground to sing, and took her to play guitar and play drums in the hut. In her dedicated training, Lin Long had prepared food and waited for her to eat together. After she had enough practiced, there was soothing piano music in that hut. She invited me to dance. That weekend, Lin Long, you stayed at the flower shop. Be sure to buy the most beautiful blue demon girl and give it to her...

When Lin Long's name was mentioned, all of that youth suddenly flowed in Nana's heart like water.

The song written by Lin Long, Nanasi vaguely remembers the song "Wandering Dog"

"I set out when the sun set to find the home I once had; I set out when the moon rose to find my once warm home; in the dark, I lost my direction, and my heart was full of fear and sadness; I am a stray dog, and my home can no longer be found..."

Nass is now wandering in the capital and pursuing her ideals. She knows that what she wants to have is different from Lin Long's, but this love-like pursuit suddenly makes her cry.

Although the past has passed, the memories are still vivid. He and Lin Long are running in the courtyard. Lin Long is buying a house for her. Lin Long wants to find her in Changnan City where he is wandering around...

It's just that in real life, Nanus can't go back. She wants to be a singer, and another foreign man named Jiacheng is waiting for him.

Nanasi feels that she is close to the road of singers. She has walked into the rules and inside, and she will lose everything like Lin Long. The balance in her heart is thinking. Now, especially after the relationship with Zhang Yide, she feels that she is an adult. If she wants to be mature, she should no longer think about Lin Long.

Those little citizens' small fights, those ordinary emotions, yes, when they become real singers, how many people envy them? In today's reality, how many people will give up looking at the bright singer road for love?

Nas thought about it. She called Jiacheng to leave him one afternoon and asked him to call 6666588.

The secretary transferred the phone to Jiacheng.

He heard that Wang Yu was looking for him and hummed twice. The first sentence was: "Let her answer the phone."

Then he said on the phone, "I'm not socializing today. I'll pick you up downstairs in the company after work."

Nanasi is willing to wait, which is a kind of agreement.

Mr. Cheng's car came, or he drove the car himself. Nanus naturally got into his car. He said in the car that he would take her to a good place to eat.

The car went all the way. Nanasi didn't dare to look at Jiacheng. She knew that what would happen to them tonight. She was passive and could only do everything according to Cheng's wishes, but she knew that she was willing.

She turned her face and looked at the vaguely young face of Cheng, who was driving from the window of the car. She thought, "This is the unspoken rule. This rule must be conditional to get on it. Maybe many people don't have such a chance if they want to be hidden. At this time, Nana's appearance and figure couldn't help but keep a diary. Without these, Cheng would not have taken her out for dinner alone.

The car quickly stopped in front of a small building. There was a small yard in the building. It was just a wall like a yard. In fact, it just separated the foreign building from the pedestrian. The yard is flat and horizontal, and the building is wide, and a few trees are planted. Why did Nanasi bring herself to a family? Jiacheng said, "This is the best Hunan cuisine restaurant for senior national officials in the past." After saying that, he took Nanas to a few steps in.

An old man in his sixties came out when he heard the sound and enthusiastically called Mr. Cheng and asked them to go upstairs. The old gentleman's suit and leather shoes were gentle, and his little hair was meticulously combed, speaking Shanghai dialect. Up a wide wooden staircase is a wide and bright hall with large windows facing the street and several sets of coffee tables and chairs. The old gentleman led the two to a room, giving up their seats, making tea, and classical music vaguely wrapped around, and I don't know where they came from. The layout of the room is like a small main hall, bookcase, flower rack, antique grid, sofa, coffee table, tea cabinet, each with some objects that should be placed.

The old gentleman asked, "Mr. Cheng, will the food be served now?"

Jiacheng said, "Go."

After the old gentleman left, Nanas asked, "You haven't ordered yet?"

Jiacheng said, "The dishes here need to be ordered in advance. I have asked my secretary to order them before. I specially brought you here to eat, and I didn't go to the store to buy them until noon."

Nana asked, "Where is this place? Friend's house?"

Jiacheng said that it has no name and is not external.

As he was talking, an elegant woman came in and said to the old capital, "Mr. Cheng is here. Are there only two of you?"

Wang Yalinlong is thinking about who this man and a woman are. Even in the face of a foreign leader, his behavior is very measured. Jiacheng said, "The one who is our cook today is a university professor."

Nanasi was shocked, "Is the professor coming to open this kind of small restaurant?"

Jiacheng said, "Small restaurant? It's not small. Those foreign consuls, experts, and presidents of multinational companies have to queue up to eat. She only cooks two dinners a day. Only one, three, five or three days a week.

Then, Jiacheng told Nanas about this*. It is said that the ancestors of this family have been cooking imperial cuisine for generations, and the main dish of imperial cuisine in the Qing Dynasty is Hunan cuisine. The hostess's father was the first division of the Kuomintang's imperial dining room. Her father's father can be traced back to the Qing Dynasty. She has recipes left by her ancestors and hand-to-hand craftsmanship, which is very unusual.