When Xie Xuanming's family background was exposed, all members of Qingchu were dumbfounded.
The leaflets for renting rehearsal rooms in Li Tan's hands fell to the ground with a clatter, and the evergreen broad-leaved forest-like constant temperature smile on Sheng Kongzhi's face couldn't hold back anymore. Su Jing screamed like a medical miracle, turned around and asked Ji Sheng loudly which family abducted the child from, and whether he came here tied up with a knife...
Shocked but shocked, Qingchu still didn't use Xie Xuanming's six-figure number in the end.
After all, the seventeen-year-old child who has known each other for two days tells you with innocent eyes that I have 100,000 in my card, so you can use it as you like...
No one with a little bit of conscience would agree to such an "unreasonable" request...
What's more, there is still the possibility of being sent directly to the bureau.
Although Qingchu is poor, he is not so poor that he can search for the "lucky money" of underage children to fill the financial hole with peace of mind.
After the shock, the members all rejected Xie Xuanming's application for "bringing capital into the team" and told him seriously that the most important thing in life is not to reveal his wealth, so that he will not grab anyone in the future and say that he has six Rolex cards on his wrist Number, it's easy to get hit...
Xie Xuanming nodded obediently, but thought in his heart, isn’t there no future? Instead of letting him take the six-figure deposit to the grave or being taken back by the Xie family, it is better to generously sponsor Qingchu, which can be regarded as allowing himself to be the last person in his life. Back to "Investors of Youth Dreams".
After dissuading Xie Xuanming from spending money like water, Qingde discussed for a while, and finally decided to rent a practice room, but he had to find a way to negotiate with the boss before renting to prevent the lack of practice space when practice was needed.
After reaching a consensus, the temporary meeting of the Aoide Band came to an end.
Li Tan said goodbye to several teenagers and left the rental house. He has a regular job, and his financial situation is much better than the few teenagers who have eaten their last meal and never finished their meal, so they don't live here on weekdays.
He lives with his younger brother not far away, in a rented house with better conditions, and from time to time he will bring some delicious food to feed a few members who are waiting to be fed.
Li Tan is easy-going and loyal, and this is how he gets along with other members when he is much older.
Xie Xuanming was about to get up and go back to the next door when Ji Sheng called him to stop.
"You gave me the watch before, and I'll give it back to you." Ji Sheng lowered his head and took out his pocket, "It's too expensive to accept. I checked the price on the Internet before, man, I've never seen so many zeros in my life." .”
"Oh, zero zero zero, there are zeros everywhere, where there is one~" Su Jing, who was playing the labqin, caught the key words and sang loudly.
"You fucking be quiet, there are fucking minors here, don't fuckin spoil the kids." Ji Sheng turned his head and scolded angrily.
Xie Xuanming: ...
Xie Xuanming: Really civilized.
Ji Sheng looked back with a pleasant expression. He fumbled for a long time and took out a cardboard box. It was a very small shop style, and it cost ten yuan or two. It was probably the most expensive packaging that the poor could afford.
Ji Sheng handed the box to Xie Xuanming.
Xie Xuanming didn't answer: "I don't want it anymore."
"Why are you such a prodigal kid?" Ji Sheng's face darkened, and he forced the box into his hand, "This is a strong man, a world famous watch, I don't have the guts to carry a car's worth of money around the street every day." Let's go, it's too scary. When I meet a gangster in the future, I can't even tell him with confidence that Dad, I have no money, and robbing me is worse than robbing a beggar... "
"When I lost my love, I was like a beggar. Despite the luxury car and champagne, I was still poor~ oh"
Ji Sheng's forehead jumped blue veins, and he turned around and yelled: "Practice your piano! Play eight wrong notes in a piece of music, and you will be beeping!"
Xie Xuanming waited for him to turn around and said, "It's a Rolex... I told you the price before."
"Oh Rolex." Ji Sheng touched his head and smiled, "Didn't I be kidding you at the time of the second stage of middle school? Who knew that you were actually quoting the price for real. If you want me to have this watch at your age, damn it, I will When blowing, be sure to add two more zeros at the back."
Xie Xuanming was amused by him, lowered his head and smiled briefly.
Ji Sheng didn't care about anything, he even sent out the box: "Anyway, you keep this watch by yourself, don't tell anyone or go around, just wear it low-key...it just matches your temperament."
"What kind of temperament?"
"That kind of cold young master style." Ji Sheng said casually, he pinched Xie Xuanming's face lightly, and smiled, "Young master who wears a famous watch and carries a huge sum of money, remember not to be late for the evening rehearsal."
With a bang, the door closed, and Xie Xuanming looked down at the graceful paper box inlaid with blinding diamonds and tied with a big vulgar pink bow in his hand, inexplicably feeling a little funny.
He curled his lower lip silently, turned around and went back to the room.
Xie Xuanming rehearsed several times with Qing Chu, and finally ushered in his first performance on stage.
The performance was in OR, a bar with a very strong rock atmosphere. After watching Aide's performance at the Magic Flute Band Festival, OR's boss decisively kicked off the band that was originally stationed there, and signed a contract with Aide.
Before going on stage, Xie Jisheng saw that Xie Xuanming looked tense, so he walked around him and repeatedly asked him if he was nervous. If he was nervous, he could look at the six-figure watch in his hand, and whoever said he could sing badly would put this watch on that watch. Tell him to shut up...
So Xie Xuanming directly covered Ji Sheng's chattering mouth with the hand wearing the watch: "Don't make noise, you talk more than Brother Su today."
Ji Sheng blinked his eyes twice, and said vaguely: "Why are you called Brother Su Jing and not my brother... Are you still nervous now?"
"..."
"Ok?"
"No."
Standing on the stage, Xie Xuanming looked down the stage, many people looked over curiously, he took a deep breath.
This was the first time he came out of the dark and faced the eyes of so many people.
It didn't feel... bad either.
Xie Xuanming secretly recalled the lyrics by heart, if his heart is normal, the performance should go smoothly...
It's a pity that the weather is unpredictable, and Schrödinger's cat is never absent.
When the performance was about to start, the door of the bar was kicked open with a bang, and four or five people broke in with great momentum.
The visitor is not good.
Ji Sheng barely restrained the force of his fall, and the drumstick hit the edge of the snare drum, making an unpleasant sound.
He looked up at the group of uninvited guests, and recognized the identity of the leading brother who was wearing a vest and muscular like the reincarnation of Sparta.
He met this person backstage at the band festival, the lead singer of the Chestnut band, and Su Jing complained to Ji Sheng at the time, did this guy sing with biceps, and his tendons were too developed...
Of course the biceps can't sing, but the biceps can do a lot more than sing.
Such as moving bricks.
For example, smashing the field.
The chestnut band, the former resident band at the OR bar, was kicked away by the boss, and now they came to the door aggressively, looking for trouble.
The lead singer of Sparta walked to the front of the stage, kicked over a table, and sneered at the members of Qingchu amidst the screams of customers: "It's just this group of jerks? OR Is this going to transform into a cowboy shop?"
Su Jing's face darkened, and he wanted to jump up but was held down by Sheng Kongzhi.
Just kidding, his arms are thicker than his thighs, so don't rush to give away his head.
Sparta looked around, and decided to take the boy standing in front of him.
"You—you little brat, go back to school." Sparta jumped onto the stage, patted Xie Xuanming on the cheek with a frivolous hand, and then landed on his shoulder. There were three studs on his thick lips, and his mouth opened and closed in a dazzling and ferocious way, "Forget about cheating on those little girls at school, don't come here to compete with my brother and me for business."
"Take it away." Xie Xuanming stared at Sparta expressionlessly.
His pupils are pitch-black, and when he stares at people motionlessly, he gives off a secret horror, just like a wild dog hiding in the dark and baring its teeth at you, even a beast ten times its size has to weigh the sprawling white canine teeth bloody meaning.
Sparta was taken aback, and thought to himself that this kid looks as white as porcelain, why is his eyes so fucking crazy, if he continues to provoke, he won't go crazy and bite...
But when looking for a place, one must be fierce, there is no room for retreat!
"If you tell me to take it away, I will take it?" Sparta poked his neck and grinned, "So what if I don't take it!"
Xie Xuanming was too lazy to talk nonsense, this guy's palms were all sweaty, and the sticky feeling made his stomach sick. He grabbed Sparta's strong arm and pulled it out hard.
Xie Xuanming grabbed it hard, his five fingers embedded in his muscles, and directly pinched Sparta with a cry of pain.
"Brother!"
"Iron son!"
"Brother Tie!"
The worried shouts of the members made Sparta furious, and he swung Xie Xuanming away with a slap.
Xie Xuanming's arm was blown away, and the back of his hand hit Limai beside him.
"Clang!" There was a crisp sound.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the watch on Xie Xuanming's wrist cracked and the crystals splashed.
Sparta was stunned, Ji Sheng was startled, Su's mirror was cracked, and Xie Xuanming's face darkened.
Before he had an attack, he heard Ji Sheng roar and rush forward, punching Sparta in the stomach.
"My mother, that's a Hercules!"
Sparta groaned when he beat him, took two steps back and then flew into a rage: "Then his fucking name is Rolex, you idiot!"
The two were not idle during the conversation, Ji Sheng took advantage of Sparta's unsteady footing, and punched him to the ground again.
Sparta was furious and yelled: "You fucking dare to fight! Who gave you the guts to fight with me... Fuck!"
Ji Sheng knelt on his stomach, and pushed back the rest of his harsh words.
"You have to be clear, I have played drums for ten years." Ji Sheng rolled up his sleeves, his eyes were cold and stern, "Do you know what this means? It means that I play drums very well, and at the same time, I also have sufficient hand strength , knock your ugly lip nails away..."
Before he finished speaking, Sparta shouted angrily and threw him away first.
Dozens of pounds of muscle is not for nothing. In the case of equally rich fighting skills, people with a large body weight will have an absolute advantage.
"Shengzi!"
"Little Sheng!"
The members of Qingchu exclaimed.
Seeing Ji Sheng deflated, Su Jing couldn't bear it anymore: "Damn it, it's really easy to be bullied when you're young!"
He broke away from Sheng Kongzhi, raised the microphone stand, Brother Hou danced like a reincarnation, and rushed towards the other members of the chestnut band with a roar.
Chestnuts have been smashing the field for many years, and now that Qingchu is the first to start the group, it is impossible for them to stand still. One of them came up, raised his hand to grab the wheat stand, and stood in a stalemate with Su Jing. The other two rushed to Li Tan and Sheng Kongzhi who were left on the stage.
Hold!
Li Tan scolded, he was long past the age of fighting and fighting, and knew that the so-called conflict of spirits was nothing more than a group of idiots showcasing the lower limit of IQ.
But now people charge straight up, if they don't fight back, they just wait to hit.
Do you choose to be beaten unilaterally, or to be beaten less after fighting each other...
Li Tan cursed a few times, and raised his hand to block the opponent's fist.
Ji Sheng was thrown out, rolled twice on the ground to find his center of gravity and squatted firmly, before he got up, he saw Sparta striding over again, raising his foot to kick——
He couldn't kick it out.
Xie Xuanming flashed out from the side, picked up the chair on the side and slammed Sparta's waist and abdomen hard, knocked him back two steps, then turned around and raised the guitar—
"Put it down!" Everyone stagnated in tacit understanding, and shouted at him loudly, "Then it's lakewood!!!"
Xie Xuanming: ...
Xie Xuanming got up.
Xie Xuanming withered.
Xie Xuanming put down the guitar obediently, then lifted the high stool beside him, and swung towards Sparta again.
The two bands fought for a long time, and 9 people played the aura of the battle at Wenquanguan. The bartender rushed out and shouted not to fight.
It was on and off, and someone pulled the brakes, and the bar was plunged into darkness in an instant, and the scene became more chaotic, and it could even be said that it was out of control.
People are beating people everywhere, and I don't know whether they are the enemy passers-by or our own people.
Xie Xuanming was hit on the waist twice, he gritted his teeth and turned his head to return the two punches, not sure if he hit the one who hit him.
He stood in the center of the melee, and hit back wherever he was hit, ferocious like a wild wolf with one eye blind, biting wildly.
Gradually, Xie Xuanming felt overwhelmed. He had suffered so much that there was no pain anywhere on his body.
Xie Xuanming retreated slowly consciously, trying to get out of the scuffle, but he was tripped by someone before taking two steps, lost his center of gravity, and was hugged by the waist again.
Someone is holding him and dragging him back!
Xie Xuanming's heart shuddered, and his elbow slammed behind him.
It's a pity that this posture doesn't require any strength. He fought back hard, but was dragged into a cabinet by force in the end.
The cabinet door was closed, the man let go of Xie Xuanming, Xie Xuanming jumped up, and was about to fight back, but his head hit the top of the cabinet hard, staring at him.
He groaned in pain, and still threw his fist, but the attack was stopped by the opponent, and his mouth was also covered.
"Hush..." Ji Sheng whispered, "It's me."
He said one step too late, Xie Xuanming opened his mouth fiercely, clenched his teeth, and bit his palm irresistibly.
"Hold!"
Ji Sheng yelled with genuine emotion that he hadn't uttered during the group fight just now.