Chapter 13
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The geographical location of the pavilion mountain area is very good, just like its name, the lush Pavilion mountain falls among them. At the same time, there are also the winding Beijing Hangzhou Grand Canal, which is backed by mountains and water. Even in geomantic science, it is also a piece of lucky land.
In addition, there is no industrial pollution, the beautiful Tingshan area has become Jiangcheng, in addition to Dongcheng District, another city with tourism as the main industry!
Of course, Dongcheng District is no better than Tingshan District, because the entertainment industry in Dongcheng District is more developed. The scenery of Dongcheng District always gives people a feeling of impetuousness.
Ten years ago, Jiangcheng built the first university town in the south around Jiangcheng Communication University, a famous media university in China.
Strong cultural atmosphere, and beautiful natural scenery blend, just suitable for Yang Yi, who is so green and bubbly.
After renting a car, Yang Yi spent two days wandering around Tingshan District, and finally fell in love with a shop that was about to be transferred near the back door of Jiangcheng Media University.
This shop is actually a bit remote and a bit desolate.
Because Jiangcheng media university is really prosperous in the area outside the main gate and east gate.
Because the main entrance is next to Jiangcheng Normal University, it is not difficult to understand the popularity of the two schools. Near the east gate is Jiangchuan's dormitory area, so the catering industry outside is relatively developed.
The back door is a little far away from the dormitory area. Apart from some art and media college students who come to class, few students are interested in visiting.
Outside the back door is the Grand Canal.
But it's not a rippling Xijiang River, nor a trickling Pavilion stream. Faced with the calm flow of the Beijing Hangzhou Grand Canal and the lack of willow banks and green grass dams, the students are always lack of interest - except for some male and female students who like to find quiet places to date.
However, Yang Yi likes its quietness and remoteness.
Why do you want to be so prosperous? Yang Yi doesn't like to open a coffee shop that she can't be busy with.
The best situation is a day about ten guests, three or two regular visitors, elegant and quiet drink coffee, or wanton chat about literature, music.
...
"are you the owner of this shop?" On the second floor of the shop, Yang Yi met the renter and asked in surprise.
In front of him is an old man full of silver hair but hale and hearty. He is dressed in a very traditional Chinese blue robe and always gives people a sense of elegance and wisdom.
This makes Yang Yi immediately respect, when speaking, the tone of respect a lot.
"Little friend, why do you ask The old man gave a gentle smile and asked, "don't you think I should not be contaminated with this copper stink?"
Yang Yi's old face can't hold on. The other side's judgment is very accurate. He really thinks so.
"Ha ha, this is actually a house given to me by the school. After so many years, my wife used it to open a small bookstore." When the old man talked about his wife, he looked a little gloomy. He gently touched the round wooden stair handrail, as if he was remembering something.
Yang Yi, who had received special training before, is a master of the skill of using other people's words. After a while, he coaxed the old man to tell the story in his heart.
It's a story about love.
The old man's name is Hu Songnan. He used to be a professor at the school of classical music of Jiangcheng Communication University. His wife was an editor of a publishing house on the other side of the capital. Later, in order to meet her husband in Jiangcheng, she resigned and opened a small bookstore.
The two of them have been playing harmoniously with each other for decades. Their days are peaceful and happy.
Until eight years ago, the grandmother died of illness, this small building left only Hu Songnan alone.
It's not that the children are unfilial. Hu Songnan's children have gone to Hong Kong City for development. They have always wanted to take the old man over, but the old man can't bear it. Every corner of this small building is full of memories of his wife.
Now that the old man is retired, and with the entreaties of his grandchildren, he has plans to live in his old age.
"But it's the last thing I can put away." Hu Songnan's eyes recovered wisdom, gently patted the stair handrail, "want to find a person who can take good care of it."
The old man didn't want anyone to destroy this place, destroy this small building. If there is time in the future, the old man still hopes to come back and have a look, at least to leave a thought.
However, this is a bit of a headache for Yang Yi.
Obviously, it's not so easy to satisfy the old man. The old man did not list a standard at all.
It's up to him to do it or not!
To be honest, Yang Yi really hopes to meet a philistine. At least, the problems that can be solved with money are not problems!
However, Yang Yi still wants to fight for it, because this small blue stone building is really artistic in appearance and surrounding environment. He likes it very much.
Yang Yi was silent for a moment, and said her own idea truthfully: "I rent your house. The second floor is used to live by myself. Then I want to open a coffee shop on the first floor. Your bookshelves can be left behind..."In Yang Yi's description, the bookshelves left by the old man will be rearranged by Yang Yi to build a coffee shop full of book flavor.
The old man looked at Yang Yi with interest and said with a smile, "open a coffee shop here? It's not a good idea. It may lose money. "
Yang Yi said with indifference: "it doesn't matter whether you lose money or not. It's just my dream all the time. Moreover, it's better to be quiet. In my spare time, I can write books and listen to music."
He didn't feel anything, and the old man showed a strange expression.
The painting style is wrong!
Yang Yi is an eight foot old man, muscular, strong and brave, and influenced by his predecessor's soul mark, he is still walking, sitting and lying with the shadow of soldiers!
And such a guy says that he likes listening to music and writing? Anyone feels uncomfortable!
But the old man also did not question, because Yang Yiping's light expression, but let him feel some difference.
"May I ask you the name of your coffee shop?" The old man asked curiously.
Yang Yi's previous description, in fact, still makes Hu Songnan moved. It can be said that in recent months, he has contacted the door-to-door visitors who are closest to his ideas.
Yang Yi had his own ideas, he said neatly: "coffee shop on the corner of the street!"
The old man thought he had heard something wrong, so he asked Yang Yi to repeat it. After confirming that "the coffee shop on the corner" was indeed the name Yang Yi remembered, he frowned and thought for a long time.
"I'm sorry, I can't think of any allusion to this name. Would you please tell me?" The old man asked for advice with an open mind.
I can't think of it!
"It's a song I wrote." Yang Yi said shamelessly, plagiarizing the songs of previous lives, without legal consciousness, he had no psychological burden.
"Oh, yes?" The old man said excitedly, "the song you wrote? What's the name? "
Although he is a retired professor of classical music, he is not uninterested in pop music. When it comes to music, his interest rises.
Yang Yi didn't answer directly. He looked at the wall next to him. There was a simple guitar hanging on it. He asked, "excuse me, can I borrow your guitar? I'll sing it to you again
What is this song? Do you know what
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The geographical location of the pavilion mountain area is very good, just like its name, the lush Pavilion mountain falls among them. At the same time, there are also the winding Beijing Hangzhou Grand Canal, which is backed by mountains and water. Even in geomantic science, it is also a piece of lucky land.
In addition, there is no industrial pollution, the beautiful Tingshan area has become Jiangcheng, in addition to Dongcheng District, another city with tourism as the main industry!
Of course, Dongcheng District is no better than Tingshan District, because the entertainment industry in Dongcheng District is more developed. The scenery of Dongcheng District always gives people a feeling of impetuousness.
Ten years ago, Jiangcheng built the first university town in the south around Jiangcheng Communication University, a famous media university in China.
Strong cultural atmosphere, and beautiful natural scenery blend, just suitable for Yang Yi, who is so green and bubbly.
After renting a car, Yang Yi spent two days wandering around Tingshan District, and finally fell in love with a shop that was about to be transferred near the back door of Jiangcheng Media University.
This shop is actually a bit remote and a bit desolate.
Because Jiangcheng media university is really prosperous in the area outside the main gate and east gate.
Because the main entrance is next to Jiangcheng Normal University, it is not difficult to understand the popularity of the two schools. Near the east gate is Jiangchuan's dormitory area, so the catering industry outside is relatively developed.
The back door is a little far away from the dormitory area. Apart from some art and media college students who come to class, few students are interested in visiting.
Outside the back door is the Grand Canal.
But it's not a rippling Xijiang River, nor a trickling Pavilion stream. Faced with the calm flow of the Beijing Hangzhou Grand Canal and the lack of willow banks and green grass dams, the students are always lack of interest - except for some male and female students who like to find quiet places to date.
However, Yang Yi likes its quietness and remoteness.
Why do you want to be so prosperous? Yang Yi doesn't like to open a coffee shop that she can't be busy with.
The best situation is a day about ten guests, three or two regular visitors, elegant and quiet drink coffee, or wanton chat about literature, music.
...
"are you the owner of this shop?" On the second floor of the shop, Yang Yi met the renter and asked in surprise.
In front of him is an old man full of silver hair but hale and hearty. He is dressed in a very traditional Chinese blue robe and always gives people a sense of elegance and wisdom.
This makes Yang Yi immediately respect, when speaking, the tone of respect a lot.
"Little friend, why do you ask The old man gave a gentle smile and asked, "don't you think I should not be contaminated with this copper stink?"
Yang Yi's old face can't hold on. The other side's judgment is very accurate. He really thinks so.
"Ha ha, this is actually a house given to me by the school. After so many years, my wife used it to open a small bookstore." When the old man talked about his wife, he looked a little gloomy. He gently touched the round wooden stair handrail, as if he was remembering something.
Yang Yi, who had received special training before, is a master of the skill of using other people's words. After a while, he coaxed the old man to tell the story in his heart.
It's a story about love.
The old man's name is Hu Songnan. He used to be a professor at the school of classical music of Jiangcheng Communication University. His wife was an editor of a publishing house on the other side of the capital. Later, in order to meet her husband in Jiangcheng, she resigned and opened a small bookstore.
The two of them have been playing harmoniously with each other for decades. Their days are peaceful and happy.
Until eight years ago, the grandmother died of illness, this small building left only Hu Songnan alone.
It's not that the children are unfilial. Hu Songnan's children have gone to Hong Kong City for development. They have always wanted to take the old man over, but the old man can't bear it. Every corner of this small building is full of memories of his wife.
Now that the old man is retired, and with the entreaties of his grandchildren, he has plans to live in his old age.
"But it's the last thing I can put away." Hu Songnan's eyes recovered wisdom, gently patted the stair handrail, "want to find a person who can take good care of it."
The old man didn't want anyone to destroy this place, destroy this small building. If there is time in the future, the old man still hopes to come back and have a look, at least to leave a thought.
However, this is a bit of a headache for Yang Yi.
Obviously, it's not so easy to satisfy the old man. The old man did not list a standard at all.
It's up to him to do it or not!
To be honest, Yang Yi really hopes to meet a philistine. At least, the problems that can be solved with money are not problems!
However, Yang Yi still wants to fight for it, because this small blue stone building is really artistic in appearance and surrounding environment. He likes it very much.
Yang Yi was silent for a moment, and said her own idea truthfully: "I rent your house. The second floor is used to live by myself. Then I want to open a coffee shop on the first floor. Your bookshelves can be left behind..."In Yang Yi's description, the bookshelves left by the old man will be rearranged by Yang Yi to build a coffee shop full of book flavor.
The old man looked at Yang Yi with interest and said with a smile, "open a coffee shop here? It's not a good idea. It may lose money. "
Yang Yi said with indifference: "it doesn't matter whether you lose money or not. It's just my dream all the time. Moreover, it's better to be quiet. In my spare time, I can write books and listen to music."
He didn't feel anything, and the old man showed a strange expression.
The painting style is wrong!
Yang Yi is an eight foot old man, muscular, strong and brave, and influenced by his predecessor's soul mark, he is still walking, sitting and lying with the shadow of soldiers!
And such a guy says that he likes listening to music and writing? Anyone feels uncomfortable!
But the old man also did not question, because Yang Yiping's light expression, but let him feel some difference.
"May I ask you the name of your coffee shop?" The old man asked curiously.
Yang Yi's previous description, in fact, still makes Hu Songnan moved. It can be said that in recent months, he has contacted the door-to-door visitors who are closest to his ideas.
Yang Yi had his own ideas, he said neatly: "coffee shop on the corner of the street!"
The old man thought he had heard something wrong, so he asked Yang Yi to repeat it. After confirming that "the coffee shop on the corner" was indeed the name Yang Yi remembered, he frowned and thought for a long time.
"I'm sorry, I can't think of any allusion to this name. Would you please tell me?" The old man asked for advice with an open mind.
I can't think of it!
"It's a song I wrote." Yang Yi said shamelessly, plagiarizing the songs of previous lives, without legal consciousness, he had no psychological burden.
"Oh, yes?" The old man said excitedly, "the song you wrote? What's the name? "
Although he is a retired professor of classical music, he is not uninterested in pop music. When it comes to music, his interest rises.
Yang Yi didn't answer directly. He looked at the wall next to him. There was a simple guitar hanging on it. He asked, "excuse me, can I borrow your guitar? I'll sing it to you again
What is this song? Do you know what
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The geographical location of the pavilion mountain area is very good, just like its name, the lush Pavilion mountain falls among them. At the same time, there are also the winding Beijing Hangzhou Grand Canal, which is backed by mountains and water. Even in geomantic science, it is also a piece of lucky land. In addition, there is no industrial pollution, the beautiful Tingshan area has become Jiangcheng, in addition to Dongcheng District, another city with tourism as the main industry! Of course, Dongcheng District is no better than Tingshan District, because the entertainment industry in Dongcheng District is more developed. The scenery of Dongcheng District always gives people a feeling of impetuousness. Ten years ago, Jiangcheng built the first university town in the south around Jiangcheng Communication University, a famous media university in China. Strong cultural atmosphere, and beautiful natural scenery blend, just suitable for Yang Yi, who is so green and bubbly. After renting a car, Yang Yi spent two days wandering around Tingshan District, and finally fell in love with a shop that was about to be transferred near the back door of Jiangcheng Media University. This shop is actually a bit remote and a bit desolate. Because Jiangcheng media university is really prosperous in the area outside the main gate and east gate. Because the main entrance is next to Jiangcheng Normal University, it is not difficult to understand the popularity of the two schools. Near the east gate is Jiangchuan's dormitory area, so the catering industry outside is relatively developed. The back door is a little far away from the dormitory area. Apart from some art and media college students who come to class, few students are interested in visiting. Outside the back door is the Grand Canal. But it's not a rippling Xijiang River, nor a trickling Pavilion stream. Faced with the calm flow of the Beijing Hangzhou Grand Canal and the lack of willow banks and green grass dams, the students are always lack of interest - except for some male and female students who like to find quiet places to date. However, Yang Yi likes its quietness and remoteness. Why do you want to be so prosperous? Yang Yi doesn't like to open a coffee shop that she can't be busy with. The best situation is a day about ten guests, three or two regular visitors, elegant and quiet drink coffee, or wanton chat about literature, music. ... "are you the owner of this shop?" On the second floor of the shop, Yang Yi met the renter and asked in surprise. In front of him is an old man full of silver hair but hale and hearty. He is dressed in a very traditional Chinese blue robe and always gives people a sense of elegance and wisdom. This makes Yang Yi immediately respect, when speaking, the tone of respect a lot. "Little friend, why do you ask The old man gave a gentle smile and asked, "don't you think I should not be contaminated with this copper stink?" Yang Yi's old face can't hold on. The other side's judgment is very accurate. He really thinks so. "Ha ha, this is actually a house given to me by the school. After so many years, my wife used it to open a small bookstore." When the old man talked about his wife, he looked a little gloomy. He gently touched the round wooden stair handrail, as if he was remembering something. Yang Yi, who had received special training before, is a master of the skill of using other people's words. After a while, he coaxed the old man to tell the story in his heart. It's a story about love. The old man's name is Hu Songnan. He used to be a professor at the school of classical music of Jiangcheng Communication University. His wife was an editor of a publishing house on the other side of the capital. Later, in order to meet her husband in Jiangcheng, she resigned and opened a small bookstore. The two of them have been playing harmoniously with each other for decades. Their days are peaceful and happy. Until eight years ago, the grandmother died of illness, this small building left only Hu Songnan alone. It's not that the children are unfilial. Hu Songnan's children have gone to Hong Kong City for development. They have always wanted to take the old man over, but the old man can't bear it. Every corner of this small building is full of memories of his wife. Now that the old man is retired, and with the entreaties of his grandchildren, he has plans to live in his old age. "But it's the last thing I can put away." Hu Songnan's eyes recovered wisdom, gently patted the stair handrail, "want to find a person who can take good care of it." The old man didn't want anyone to destroy this place, destroy this small building. If there is time in the future, the old man still hopes to come back and have a look, at least to leave a thought. However, this is a bit of a headache for Yang Yi. Obviously, it's not so easy to satisfy the old man. The old man did not list a standard at all. It's up to him to do it or not! To be honest, Yang Yi really hopes to meet a philistine. At least, the problems that can be solved with money are not problems! However, Yang Yi still wants to fight for it, because this small blue stone building is really artistic in appearance and surrounding environment. He likes it very much. Yang Yi was silent for a moment, and said her own idea truthfully: "I rent your house. The second floor is used to live by myself. Then I want to open a coffee shop on the first floor. Your bookshelves can be left behind..."In Yang Yi's description, the bookshelves left by the old man will be rearranged by Yang Yi to build a coffee shop full of book flavor. The old man looked at Yang Yi with interest and said with a smile, "open a coffee shop here? It's not a good idea. It may lose money. " Yang Yi said with indifference: "it doesn't matter whether you lose money or not. It's just my dream all the time. Moreover, it's better to be quiet. In my spare time, I can write books and listen to music." He didn't feel anything, and the old man showed a strange expression. The painting style is wrong! Yang Yi is an eight foot old man, muscular, strong and brave, and influenced by his predecessor's soul mark, he is still walking, sitting and lying with the shadow of soldiers! And such a guy says that he likes listening to music and writing? Anyone feels uncomfortable! But the old man also did not question, because Yang Yiping's light expression, but let him feel some difference. "May I ask you the name of your coffee shop?" The old man asked curiously. Yang Yi's previous description, in fact, still makes Hu Songnan moved. It can be said that in recent months, he has contacted the door-to-door visitors who are closest to his ideas. Yang Yi had his own ideas, he said neatly: "coffee shop on the corner of the street!" The old man thought he had heard something wrong, so he asked Yang Yi to repeat it. After confirming that "the coffee shop on the corner" was indeed the name Yang Yi remembered, he frowned and thought for a long time. "I'm sorry, I can't think of any allusion to this name. Would you please tell me?" The old man asked for advice with an open mind. I can't think of it! "It's a song I wrote." Yang Yi said shamelessly, plagiarizing the songs of previous lives, without legal consciousness, he had no psychological burden. "Oh, yes?" The old man said excitedly, "the song you wrote? What's the name? " Although he is a retired professor of classical music, he is not uninterested in pop music. When it comes to music, his interest rises. Yang Yi didn't answer directly. He looked at the wall next to him. There was a simple guitar hanging on it. He asked, "excuse me, can I borrow your guitar? I'll sing it to you again What is this song? Do you know what www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
