Back to the years when my father was in school

Chapter 3

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.