American Fortune Life

Please enter the text Andy took out the credit card, watched the old toys wrap things up, Andy picked up the beeswax bracelet and put it directly on his wrist. The warmth covered his body again, his heart was hidden, it was a good thing.

Ancient games Chen hands gave his business card, watched Andy three people get farther and farther away, turned back to the store, waved his fists excitedly, those broken books finally sold. Except for the Emperor's inner scripture, the remaining two hidden books could not be sold at all, I didn't expect to sell them all today.

Andy sat in the car and tapped his fingers gently on the wooden box. Since the three ancient books could be preserved to this day, they should still be of some value, although the text inside them was not easy to read or needed to be studied slowly.

Touching the beeswax bracelet on your wrist is even more heartfelt. Some things are magical, your mind is more calm.

On the way back, Andy took Joseph and Kenny to the apartment his parents had prepared for him to see, about 300 square feet, a modern, minimalist decor, a blend of blue and white hues, and all the furniture was also modern, making it feel clean and tidy.

Give Joseph the keys, they can move in from the hotel later when they get home. Carl still chooses to stay at the hotel. After all, he won't be alone in his empty room. Night songs are his choice, which makes Andy jealously want to bite him to death.

“Hey, Andy, you can't be jealous of that. You don't have to be more handsome than I am. Oh, you need to learn more about picking girls, huh?” Carl hey, YIN laughed.

Andy, don't say that hatred, of course he knows that because of the heavenly thinking, he still can't let go, his personality is not proud enough, after all, this kind of traditional education can not be said to change and become, even to attract girls need someone to create conditions for himself at the beginning, he is not a dragon arrogant, hey, human seeder or anything really can not be done by anyone.

“Bitch! Have you talked to the show team?” Andy scolded and asked.

“Oh, we talked about it, the show crew wants you to do a little show, but I've declined for you, only agreed to be a musical guest, and then you get acquainted with the band, and I've given you my score to the show crew band, and they'll intensify their practice, and for your creative talent, the show crew band is just on their knees.” Carl remembers that the musicians got the score, and after playing it again, he was proud of the surprise expression, and he was right about his golden thigh.

“Just cough, cough, refuse, I don't want people to keep turning the old shit out and being tweaked, think about what the scriptwriters of those show groups will write, can't overconsume, wait for the show to air, my new song will cause wind waves again, then there will be boredom.” Andy's face was slightly red, he coughed twice, his heart hesitated, and Ma's bullshit creative talent. Who would have thought that classic songs from the '60s hadn't even appeared? Of course, he had to cheap himself out to make his genius fame.

As for the face or whatever, who cares! Besides, stealing is not stealing, it's borrowing!

“I'll be back in Los Angeles when I'm done with you tomorrow. Good voice copyright negotiations need to continue. As long as this sells at a good price, the idea of the last show in your hand will be easy.” The more excited Carl gets, after all, this is another big knife that will make Mockingjay Hollywood famous again, and he likes to feel admired, and being respected means strength, especially at famous famous venues.

“Well, you and Nelson take care of these things, and I'll just sign for the money, and I have things to do in New York, and I won't be back in LA in the near future, so if my fast silver and witch can't make it, just get it airborne.” Andy kind of misses the two little guys.

“Forget it, puppy airlift will be nervous and disgruntled, you don't live in New York all the time, why do you have to go back and forth. Okay, no, I'm going on a date with the * * * beauty later, see you tomorrow.” Carl leaves his mouth shut, stopping Andy from demanding his tenure.

“Damn, this fat bastard dared hang up on me!” Andy looked at the phone with a bit of shame and cursed harshly, making Kenny and Joseph laugh in the front seat of the car, and his boss sometimes made people feel childish.

When he came home to say hello to his mother, he went into the bathroom and started showering. To be honest, he hated the heat, both in his previous life and in his present life, because it would make him very irritable, especially with the wet heat of the sea and the sticky disgust.

Naked, the young maid in the house looked like a fool, made Andy very popular, it was still charming, the fat man said I was weaker than him, it was a lie to open his eyes.

Li Wanqing slapped Andy, “Go, get dressed! ”

Andy smiled, rubbing the dark hair of the dripping water, running back to the bedroom, looking for a Nike sports vest, and showcasing the smile and strong muscles on Soo-jun's face in the mirror.

Some time before dinner, Andy took out his laptop and turned the desktop on, wiping his wet hair with a white towel and watching quietly as he entered the computer screen of the system.

“Son, coffee, milk for you, sugar for yourself.” Li Wanqing walked in with a cup of coffee and a porcelain dish containing several pieces of sugar.

“Thank you.” Andy stood up in a hurry to pick up the coffee, smiling and thanking her, “Mom, you make the best coffee. ”

“Just your sweet mouth.” Li Wanqing stretched out Yu's finger and gently dropped on Andy's forehead, dragged a stool and sat down. “Are you going to the rehearsal tomorrow? Will you be part of the show? ”

“I'm just going to be a musical guest and sing a new song.” Andy took a sip of the coffee cup and tasted it. He picked up the tweezer and put a cube of sugar in it, and heard Mom ask, smiling.

“Well, I thought you were going to be part of the show.” Li Wanqing was a little disappointed, but soon there was a curious question: “What new song? Are you new? Come on, sing to Mommy first. ”

Andy grinned after Li Wanqing pulled the guitar out of his bedroom corner, played it a few times, tuned it, cleared his voice and started singing.

Beautiful music, very nice.

Li Wanqing watched her son sing with his eyes closed and his tears flashed. She didn't expect her son's new song to make her so heartfelt. The loneliness and discomfort embodied in the lyrics. That kind of pain that she never encountered was concentrated in simple lyrics.

Andy's second new song of choice is one of his favorite American country music of his past life, and the film "500miles" in "Drunken Country Folklore" can also be called "500 Miles from Home". All right, this is definitely the devil's personal goods. Let's go check it out, guys. It's definitely classic.

This song was a classic folk song from the 1960s, adapted by musicians from all over the world. In the film "Drunken Country Folk Song", Boss Jia adapted very well, and Andy sang this version as well.

♪ IfyoumissthetrainI 'mon ♪ If you miss that train I took,

YouwillknowthatI 'mgone? You'll see I'm gone.

?? Youcanhearthewhistleblowahundredmiles? You'll hear a hundred miles from the whistle.

Ahundredmiles, ahundredmiles? A hundred miles. A hundred miles.

Ahundredmiles, ahundredmiles, 100 miles, 100 miles

♪ Youcanhearthewhistleblowahundredmiles ♪ You'll hear the whistle coming a hundred miles away.

Lord, I 'mone, Lord, I 'mtwo? God, after a hundred miles, after 200 miles.

♪ Lord, I'm three, Lord, I'm four, God, after 300 miles, after 400 miles

Lord, I'm 500milesawayfromhome. God, I've been away 500 miles.

Notashirtonmyback, no shirt on,

Notapennytomyname, no pennies.

Lord, Ican 'tgohomethisaway, God, I can't go home like this.

Thisaway, thisaway, this way, this way.

Thisaway, thisaway, this way, this way,

Lord, Ican 'tgohomethisaway. God, I can't go home like this.

IfyoumissthetrainI 'mon, if you miss my train,

YouwillknowthatIamgone, you'll know I'm gone,

Youcanhearthewhistleblow You can hear the whistle blowing,

Ahundredmiles.

Andy plays the last note and slowly opens his eyes. What he sees is a dead hand covering his cherry mouth, tears dripping down his mother and a gentle looking father at the door, watching his lips tremble slightly, and he understands how excited his mind is at this time.

“Woo ~ ~ ~"

The maid standing behind Auston had already been filled with touching tears, and now the whining cry had come, so touching to the loneliness and anguish of struggling alone in the countryside and insistence on a better future.

Andy's eyes fainted and Li Wanqing held him tightly in his arms. Listening to his mother's swallowing, he felt her embrace. "It's really warm! ”

The atmosphere at the dinner table was a little depressing. Li Wanqing's eyes were incredibly merciful and had been putting dishes on Andy's plate. Auston looked at his son with admiration.

“Well, well, it's depressing for you, isn't it, son? You should be happy. Why are you crying?” Auston couldn't stand his wife's glass heart. Men had to be tough on themselves. Didn't he suffer when he was an assistant himself?

“Go, nasty. He cares about his son. Who's as cold as you?” Li Wanqing picked up half the cauliflower on the plate and threw it at Auston. He wiped the droplets off the corner of his eyes, without being angry and delicate.

“Okay, okay, I'm cold. You can't make Andy feel safe eating. Besides, Andy, this song is such a touching song that it will be the focus of the show again, an absolute classic, how long has it been since I've heard such lovely country music?” Auston dropped the knife and fork in his hand, said it seriously, then stood up, opened the red wine, poured it into the glass of three, picked up the glass, "Here's to Andy's success. ”

“Yes, yes, look at me, son, congratulations, my son is a genius, see who dares to say that my son's talent has waned.” Li Wanqing raised his cup with excitement and held Andy's hand.

“Thanks, Dad, Mom, I used to worry you guys, I'm sorry.” Andy squeezed Mom's hand and said with an apology.