Lan Li's hands were still covered with water droplets, and her clothes were a little messy because of the busyness of the peak dinner. She was a little embarrassed. Neil dragged so quickly and had such a strong force that his steps were a little staggering. "Slow down, slower, Neil! What's going on? At least you can update the specific situation to me first!"

But Neil's steps still did not stop at all. He pulled Renli to the side of the stage with great strides, and stuffed the guitar leaning against the wall into Renli's arms, "Available for urgent time!"

Lan Li widened her eyes, "Once again?" Although her expression showed surprise, the movements in her hand did not stop, and she immediately carried the guitar on her shoulders.

Neil spread his hands helplessly, "The traffic is very congested. Jason is still at 23rd Street and is stuck in the car array." This is the Seventh Street, which is a long distance, and it is probably impossible to get there in a short period of time. "Now you can only save the situation. Stanley said, the reward is still the same."

New York, this city always reminds everyone living here in unexpected ways, that this is the world's number one city and the busiest city in the world. The poor traffic jam problem is always so sad. Tonight, Jason became another "experiencer".

This is not the first time.

Since the pioneer village always insists on live performances and insists that the guests of the performance every day must be carefully selected, rather than fixing a team all year round, this means that various unexpected situations are inevitable. Therefore, the on-site firefighters are always needed from time to time. Before this, comedians were given priority because they could go on stage to perform stand-up performances, and indulge in the atmosphere, they also interact with the audience close. It is really better to delay time.

However, in an accident last month, no comedians were found to save the scene. Fortunately, Lan Li volunteered to perform on stage, avoiding the crisis of the performance window that night.

For aristocrats like the Hall family, even if they are declining nobles, they must learn an artistic skill from an early age, painting, piano, violin, poetry, wine tasting, etc. The key is not to be good at it, but to cultivate sentiment and temperament. Especially in formal social occasions in the upper class, vision, conversation, manners, and expressions, these determine your status and image in the circle when you first meet the impression. This is also the fundamental reason why those nouveau riche and later Jin nobles were unable to truly integrate into the upper class circle.

Lan Li studied piano, and later tried more different instruments at the Royal Academy of Drama Arts in the UK, mainly to understand the changes and progress of popular culture, which plays an important role in understanding culture, history, and performance. In addition, this is also to make up for the regrets of the previous life. Trying different new things can always broaden your horizons. Guitar is one of them.

Originally, he was just a guest appearance and rescue, but unexpectedly he received a lot of praise. Over the past period of time, Lan Li has been on stage to arrange flowers five times.

Neil pushed Renley to the front of the stage, then raised his hands to express his innocence, showing a relieved smile, "I'll leave it to you next!"

Looking at Neil who was about to be the boss of the hand, Renli quickly grabbed him, "How much time? How much time does it take for me to delay?"

"Fifteen minutes." Neil said harshly, "When Jason arrives, we will give you a signal in the audience." After that, he never stopped again and ran back to the bar and threw the hot potato directly to Renli.

Watching Neil escaped, Lan Li was not too panicked. She looked up at the clock and began to estimate in her mind. After deducting the time of conversation and conversation, the rest time for the replacement in the middle was almost ten minutes. He only needed to perform three songs. The task was not too heavy.

At this time, Stanley-charlson, who was standing on the stage, saw Lanley who was ready in sight. He could no longer continue to make any more fools. As the owner of the bar, he only went on stage to make a show. Two minutes of nonsense was his limit. So, before Lanley could breathe, he raised his right hand high, "Gentlemen, ladies, Lanley-Hall!"

"Hoho, Lanli! Lanli!" There was a sound of slapping the table in the direction of the bar. I couldn't help but turn to know that it must be that guy Neil. With the sound of striking, many viewers also started to cheer, and the whistle and laughter seemed very lively.

Steven wiped off the last bit of soup from the plate with bread and put it in his mouth. The food tonight was indeed delicious. He almost choked when he heard the introduction of Rice Stanley. His first reaction was to throw a questioning look at Tom, "What's going on?" But Tom also spread his hands, with a confused expression on his face, and he didn't understand what was going on.

Turning his head to look at the stage, Lan Li appeared in front of everyone with a smile on her back, and the sound of cheering on the scene became more and more lively. Steven couldn't help but turn around and looked around, and found that the guests who were cheering were muttering. Obviously, they were already very familiar with Lan Li, and the jokes and fights between friends were clearly visible.

Renley took the microphone from Stanley and said with a smile, "Good evening, I'm Jason Mayez." The calmness of lying with open eyes made everyone in the bar burst into laughter. "Sorry, Jason was temporarily left fifteen blocks by Michael Bloberg's bad management." Michael, the current mayor of New York.

This teasing won everyone's favor, and the sound of beating the table on the spot burst out again, and it was mixed with an excited whistle.

"Before Jason arrives at the scene, you can only endure the fake one." With two simple sentences, Lanli successfully made the atmosphere liven up again. Not only did he not complain about Jason's lateness, but he became more and more lively.

Lan Li casually pulled a wooden chair, then sat down generously, and after fixing the microphone, the lights on the stage dimmed. The entire bar was dimmed except for the stage, leaving only a milky yellow beam of light falling down, covering Lan Li's body. The dust in the air flew up and down, falling lightly on his shoulders. The halo penetrated the messy and unruly golden brown curly hair and fell sparsely on his face. The thick eyelashes cast a shadow covering the look in his eyes, and the indescribable tranquility slowly spread.

Time seems to have stopped suddenly.

"Before Jason hasn't appeared," Lanli's voice came from the speaker, spreading out like blue velvet in the milky yellow world. The beauty of the night bloomed proudly in an instant. "I decided to sing his masterpiece first. After he appears, maybe you can feel the huge gap." The self-sarcastic joke made every listener smile, even Steven was no exception.

The long and straight fingers with clear joints, vigorous and powerful, gently stroked down, and the tinging string sound danced in the spotlight. The song "I am yours" easily immersed everyone in the bar, and the rhythm of the followers gently swayed. In this moment of leisure time, there was music, wine, friends, and fragments of life began to become clear.

Steven looked at Lan Li in the beam of light. Unlike the free and open-minded audition on the stage in the afternoon, Lan Li seemed elegant and clear at this moment. I wonder if it was because the contrast between the spotlight and the darkness around him was too strong. There was only a lonely figure on the huge stage. Lan Li sang and sang like a bard, expressing her feelings directly, casual and casual, free and unruly, which made people jealous.

It seems that there is no skill in singing, but it easily grasps the ears firmly, and even the mind is immersed in the lazy and hoarse voice. The aroma of coffee under the nose is mixed with the sun.

When the song was finished, Steven realized the relaxed smile on his lips and couldn't help but quickly calmed down. He glanced at Tom in the eyes. Fortunately, Tom raised his hands high at this time and was applauding and paying tribute to Renly, without notice of his strangeness. Not only Tom, but other audience members were also the same. No one would notice the strangeness of others. Everyone was just enjoying the performance simply.

Even if Steven doesn't want to, he has to admit that, apart from professional perspective, Lan Li's performance does make people feel very comfortable and has an indescribable appeal. Generally speaking, only those backbone singers who have experienced vicissitudes and storms have this power, but Lan Li is only twenty years old this year, which is really incredible.

This reminded Steven to the afternoon audition again. In fact, the same is true for actors. Because young actors lack experience and experience, they often rely on talent and ability to perform; while mature actors gradually lose their spirituality, and they rely more on skills and experience to control their performance. However, Lan Li has a temperament of vicissitudes and spirituality, which makes people shine. This is also the reason why Tom stood up.

"Ranley, performing 'charlie-boy'", "David-boie's heroes"... Under the stage, many audiences began to order songs, and the scene was very lively.

Steven's thoughts were interrupted, but they became more and more interesting. Although this was only his first time to come to the Pioneer Village, what is certain is that if it weren't for his talent, the audience wouldn't have been so enthusiastic just because they were familiar with each other.

Tom finally couldn't help it, and turned around and said, "It seems that this little guy is quite popular!"

But Steven was still stubborn, "As an amateur singer?" The actor always had an indescribable sense of condescending singers. Steven's words were obviously expressing contempt. Tom couldn't help rolling his eyes.
Chapter completed!