Andy took out his credit card and swiped it. He watched Antique Chen wrap up the things. Andy picked up the beeswax bracelet and put it directly on his wrist. The warm feeling enveloped his body again, and he thought to himself, it really is a good thing.
Guwan Chen handed over his business card with both hands, watched Andy and the other two walking farther and farther away, turned back to the store, and waved his fist excitedly. Those tattered books were finally sold. Except for the "Huangdi Neijing", the remaining two Taoist books were not sellable at all. Unexpectedly, they were all sold today.
Andy sat in the car, tapping the wooden box with his fingers. Since these three ancient books could be preserved until now, they should have some value. However, he could not understand the classical Chinese texts in them, so he still needed to study them slowly.
Touching the beeswax bracelet on my wrist, my heart was filled with excitement. Some things are truly magical, and my mind became more at peace.
On the way back, Andy took Joseph and Kenny to see the apartment his parents had prepared for him. It was about 300 square meters, with a modern and simple decoration style, a mixture of blue and white tones. All the furniture was also modern in style, giving people a clean and tidy feeling.
After handing the key to Joseph, they would move out of the hotel when they returned home. Carl still chose to stay in the hotel. After all, he would not stay alone in an empty room. Partying every night was his choice. This made Andy jealous and wanted to bite him to death.
"Hehe, Andy, you can't be jealous of this. Having a good figure and good looks doesn't necessarily mean you are more popular than me. You still need to learn how to pick up girls, hehe." Carl laughed.
Let's not talk about Andy's hatred. He certainly knows that because of the Chinese way of thinking, he still can't let go and his personality is not bold enough. After all, this kind of traditional education cannot be changed easily. Even if he wants to pick up girls, he needs someone to create the conditions for him in the beginning. He is not Long Aotian. Alas, not everyone can make a human-shaped seeder.
"Bitch! Have you talked to the production team?" Andy asked after cursing angrily.
"Haha, we've talked about it. The program team wants you to participate in the skit performance, but I've already rejected it on your behalf and agreed to only be the musical guest. You can go and get familiar with the band then. Also, I've given the music score you gave me to the program team's band. They'll intensify their practice. The program team's band are simply bowing down to your creative talent." Carl felt proud when he thought of the surprised expressions on the faces of those musicians after they got the music score and played it. It turned out that he had got the right person to cling to.
"Ahem, ahem, just refuse. I don't want to be teased about the past. Just think about what the program screenwriters will write. I can't over-consume. When the program is broadcast, the new song I sing will cause a stir again, and then I will be in trouble again." Andy's face flushed slightly, and he coughed twice, hesitating in his heart. What a crappy creative talent! Who would have thought that the classic songs from the 1960s would not appear? Of course he had to use it to benefit himself and fulfill his reputation as a genius.
As for shamelessness, who cares! Besides, stealing books isn't called stealing, it's called borrowing!
"After I finish recording the show with you tomorrow, I'll go back to Los Angeles. The negotiations for the copyright of The Voice of China still need to continue. As long as this one is sold at a good price, then the last program idea I have in my hand will be easy to sell." Carl became more and more excited as he spoke. After all, this was another large sum of US dollars, which would make Mockingjay famous in Hollywood again. He liked the feeling of being sought after by others. Being respected meant having strength, especially in the famous world of Vanity Fair.
"Well, you and Nelson will take care of these things. I will just sign and get the money. I have things to do in New York and will not be returning to Los Angeles in the near future. If Quicksilver and the witch at home are not available, please airlift them over." Andy missed the two little guys a little.
"Forget it, the puppy will be nervous and uncomfortable with the climate if transported by air. You don't live in New York all the time, why bother traveling back and forth? Okay, enough talking, I have to go on a date with that beautiful lady soon.
See you tomorrow." Carl curled his lips and stopped Andy's willful request.
"Damn! This fat guy actually dared to hang up on me!" Andy looked at the phone with a bit of embarrassment and cursed viciously, which made Kenny and Joseph in the front seat of the car laugh secretly. Their boss sometimes gave people the feeling of being very childish.
After returning home, he said hello to his mother and went into the bathroom to take a shower. To be honest, he hated high temperatures in both his past and present lives because it made him feel very irritable, especially the humid and sticky heat near the sea, which was so disgusting.
The young maid in the house was topless and looked like a nymphomaniac, which made Andy very happy. She was indeed very charming. The fat guy actually said that I was weaker than him. He was simply lying with his eyes open.
Li Wanqing slapped Andy in anger and said, "Go, put on your clothes!"
Andy smiled awkwardly, ruffled his dripping black hair, ran back to the bedroom, found a Nike sports vest, and showed off his handsome smile and strong muscles in front of the mirror.
There was still some time before dinner time, so Andy took out his laptop and turned it on, and also turned on the desktop computer on the table. While wiping his wet hair with a white towel, he quietly watched the computer screen enter the system screen.
"Son, coffee. I've added milk to it for you. Add sugar cubes yourself." Li Wanqing walked in with a cup of coffee and a porcelain plate with a few sugar cubes on it.
"Thank you." Andy quickly stood up and took the coffee, smiling and thanking him, "Mom, your coffee is still the best."
"You're just sweet-talking." Li Wanqing smiled and tapped Andy's forehead with her jade finger. She dragged a stool and sat down, then asked with concern, "Are you going to rehearse for the show tomorrow? Will you be in the skit?"
"I'm just going to be the musical guest and sing a new song." Andy took a sip of his coffee cup, then savored it for a moment, picked up the tweezers and put a piece of sugar cube in it. When he heard his mother's question, he smiled.
"Is that so? I thought you were going to perform in a skit." Li Wanqing said a little disappointedly, but soon asked curiously, "What new song? Did you write it? Come on, sing it for Mom first."
Andy took the guitar that Li Wanqing pulled out from the corner of his bedroom with a wry smile, strummed it a few times, tuned it, cleared his throat, and began to sing.
The music is beautiful and very pleasant to listen to.
Li Wanqing watched her son singing emotionally with his eyes slightly closed, tears welling up in her eyes. She didn't expect her son's new song to make her so heartbroken. The loneliness and unwillingness reflected in the lyrics, the depression of being unappreciated were all condensed in the simple lyrics.
The second new song Andy chose was one of his favorite American country songs from his previous life, "500 Miles," from the movie Inside Llewyn Davis. It could also be called "Five Hundred Miles From Home." (Okay, this is definitely my personal favorite, go search it out, it's an absolute classic.)
This song was a classic folk song from the 1960s and has been adapted in various ways by musicians from all over the world. In the movie Inside Llewyn Davis, Boss Jia's adaptation was excellent, and this was also the version sung by Andy.
If you miss the train I'm on
You will know that I'm one?
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles away.
Ahundredmiles, ahundredmiles?, a hundred miles, a hundred miles
Ahundredmiles, ahundredmiles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles away.
Lord, I'm one, Lord, I'm two?, Lord, over a hundred miles, over two hundred miles
Lord, I'm three, Lord, I'm four, Lord, I'm three hundred miles, I'm four hundred miles
??Lord, I'm 500 miles away from home. Lord, I'm 500 miles away from home.
. . . . .
Not a shirt on my back, no shirt on
Notapennytomyname, and penniless,
Lord, I can't go home this away, Lord, I can't go home like this.
Thisaway, thisaway, this way, this way
Thisaway, thisaway, this way, this way,
Lord, I can't go home this away. Lord, I can't go home this way.
If you miss the train I'mon,
You will know that I am gone,
You can hear the whistle blow,
Ahundredmiles.A hundred miles away
After Andy played the last note, he slowly opened his eyes and saw his mother crying with her hands covering her lips tightly, tears dripping from her eyes, and his father standing at the door with a gentle look. Seeing his father's lips trembling slightly, he understood how excited he was at the moment.
"Woo woo~~~"
The maid standing behind Austin had already been moved to tears, and now she sobbed out loud. The loneliness and depression of struggling alone in a foreign land and the persistence for a better future were so touching.
Andy was held tightly in Li Wanqing's arms with his eyes blank. He listened to his mother's sobs and felt her embrace. "It's really so warm!"
The atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit depressing. Li Wanqing's eyes were filled with great love as she kept putting food on Andy's plate. Austin looked at his son with admiration in his eyes.
"Okay, okay, the atmosphere you created is too depressing. Isn't our son successful now? He is so outstanding, you should be happy, why are you crying?" Auston really couldn't stand his wife's fragile heart. A man should be harder on himself. Didn't he also suffer when he was an assistant?
"Go away, you annoying guy. I just feel sorry for my son. Who is as cold-blooded as you?" Li Wanqing picked up half of the cauliflower on the plate and threw it at Austin, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes and said coquettishly in a bad mood.
"Okay, okay, I'm cold-blooded. You're making it so Andy can't even eat in peace. Besides, Andy's song is so touching. It's going to be a hit again after the show airs. It's an absolute classic. It's been a long time since I've heard such beautiful country music." Auston put down his knife and fork and said seriously. Then he stood up, opened the red wine, poured it into the glasses of the three people in turn, and picked up the wine glass. "Come on, cheers to Andy's success."
"Yes, yes, look at me, son. Congratulations. My son is indeed a genius. Let's see who dares to say that my son's talent has declined." Li Wanqing raised her glass excitedly and held Andy's hand.
"Thank you, Dad and Mom. I'm sorry for making you worry before." Andy held his mother's hand tightly and said apologetically.