Lu Yan directly exited the dialog box.
Someone else did come.
[Kangaroo]: Are you there
Lu Yanhui.
[Lu Yan]: Yes.
[Lu Yan]: The position of the bass player of the V group is still there, and the door of the band is always open to you.
[kangaroo]:… …
[Lu Yan]: Have you considered it
[Lu Yan]: Let me tell you about your captain, everyone is an adult and has their own choices, water flows to low places and people go to high places.
The kangaroo must have been talked about being autistic again, and it took a long time before he replied: You are crazy! of course not!
Kangaroo: I have a job here. He is looking for someone to write a song. The bid is okay, but the request is a bit too much. I will recommend him to you.
It's a band of brothers.
When there is money to be made, I can always think of the other party, Lu Yan thought movedly.
What is a good brother, this is a good brother!
Lu Yan happened to have not followed up the order these few days, and he only had fifty-five yuan "huge money" left in his whole body.
He added the contact pushed from Kangaroo, and it was remarked as "Party A", and then Party A said: Hello, my girlfriend has a birthday in a few days, and I want to customize a lively song for her. Quiet, wild yet elegant song.
... What did you say you want
Lu Yan's feeling of being touched by the brothers' band disappeared immediately.
When Xiao Heng brought the child over at noon the next day, Lu Yan stayed up all night without sleep, and the song requested by the client was still stuck in the stage of arranging.
Party A: I feel that something is missing.
Lu Yan: Dear, what do you think is missing
Party A: It’s just a feeling.
Without looking back, Lu Yan sat in front of the computer, turned his back to Xiao Heng and said, "Find a place to sit by yourself."
This invitation is really insincere. Lu Yan's recording equipment is piled up all over the floor. His room has so little room for free movement. paper.
"Are you a kennel?"
Xiao Heng leaned against the door, shifted his eyes from the ball of paper to Lu Yan, and said, "Is there a place to lay your feet?"
"..."
Lu Yan shouted: "Then don't enter!"
Lu Yan put his hands on the strings of the qin, turned around with the qin, looked at the person at the door and said, "Do you understand manners, do you know who is in whose territory now?"
Xiao Heng focused on the piano: "Are you practicing the piano?"
Lu Yan: "No, I'm writing a song."
Lu Yan didn't know how much impact the word "writing songs" could have on people.
Xiao Heng originally wondered if he could escape by going downstairs now, but Lu Yan said that he was writing a song, and a genius who can play the guitar like this is actually writing a song. He said: I can fly.
Lu Yan paused the demo recorded on the computer, took off the earphones again, and said to him, "I just finished editing a version, are you listening?"
Master Xiao reluctantly got over the pile of rubbish.
Reluctantly took the earphones.
"You still write songs when you play the guitar like that..." Xiao Heng stopped talking here.
Lu Yan is this person.
really fly.
The sound coming out of the monitor headphones completely exceeded his expectations. This composition uses a virtual guitar, and the main melody is lively and brisk. Although it is still in the early stage, the melody has already been completed to a high degree.
Since Lu Yan hadn't filled in the lyrics yet, he just hummed casually.
From the last time, Xiao Heng discovered that Lu Yan's voice had a certain quality, which could catch people as soon as he opened his mouth.
Although Party A asked too much, as soon as he touched the music, Lu Yan felt the energy in his body come back. Although he couldn't hear the sound in the earphones, he curled his fingers and tapped on the table following the progress bar.
After the last knock, he hooked his hands at Xiao Heng: "I'll give you a chance to take back what I just said."
"I take it back," Xiao Heng took off the earphones and said, "It's okay."
Xiao Heng was about to get up when he saw Lu Yan's mobile phone beside him. On the screen, Party A was still saying that this side was a little bit worse and that other side was a little bit worse.
Xiao Heng let out a "tsk", and put the earphones on Lu Yan's head: "Why doesn't he want colorful black?"
As long as Xiao Heng's harsh personality and provocative skills are not put on him.
... still pretty good.
It was the first time for Lu Yan to hear the young master's slander so much.
Xiao Heng said again: "Aren't you playing in a band, you still do this." There is also the previous substitute class, this person's business map is quite grand.
Lu Yan dragged the progress bar back, intending to listen to it again from the beginning to see how to change it, and said casually: "...for life."
While speaking, there was a knock on the door.
Kang Ru stood at the door, looked at the two of them and said, "I prepared a table meal, nothing special, just some home-cooked food, if you don't mind, I would like to treat you to a meal."
Kang Ru didn't wear any makeup today, she was bare-faced.
She actually looks very clean, with thin eyebrows and no prominent facial features, but together they have a gentle temperament.
The child was in her arms, holding a feeding bottle in her hand, neither crying nor fussing, occasionally stretching out a few fleshy fingers to grab her.
It's still better with my own mother, which is much better than Xiao Heng's technique of just saying "Why are you crying" with a cold face.
Lu Yan thought that Xiao Heng might not be used to eating outside food, or that he had a lot of problems. Kang Ru even prepared a pair of serving chopsticks, but after sitting at a table for dinner, he found that the rich young master didn't pay much attention to food—this discovery came from him and Xiao Heng wanted to grab the last chicken leg.
"Go away, mine!" Lu Yan pushed Xiao Heng's chopsticks away.
"What's yours, you call it and see if it should be you." Xiao Heng sneered, and pressed down his chopsticks mercilessly.
Kang Ru, who watched the two quarrel like kindergarten children, said, "..."
The baby sat on her lap, his big eyes gurgling twice: "?"
In the end, the two made an appointment, and no one could touch the chicken leg when it was put back.
"By the way, what are your plans for the future?" Lu Yan raised his eyes to look at Kang Ru.
Kang Ru wiped the child's mouth and said, "I bought the ticket, and I'm leaving this afternoon. I've packed up my things, and I... I'm planning to leave Xiamen City." Leave here and start over.
This place holds so many bad memories.
Lu Yan looked around, the house was indeed tidy and tidy. Kang Ru didn't buy too many things at first, but now he simply tidied it up, and it looked empty as if no one had ever lived in it.
"This is the money from before," Kang Ru said, putting a check on the table. The check was the money that Xiao Qishan gave her before. She said, "I don't want this money, but I will find a way to get the other money." Little by little, although it is still difficult... "
Xiao Heng said: "No, you keep the money, it's child support."
It's not wrong to say that it should be alimony, that old bastard Xiao Qishan has made people's stomachs big, so he should be paid alimony.
But Kang Ru insisted: "This will not work."
Xiao Heng took a look at this room, and finally frowned and tried to find a reason and said: "I will buy this room from you."
Kang Ru said, "But... I rent this house." And even if it wasn't rented, it wouldn't be able to sell for such a high price.
Xiao Heng: "When I rent it."
"..."
Hearing this, Lu Yan put down his chopsticks and patted him seriously: "Hello."
Xiao Heng glanced at him.
Lu Yan pointed to the door, the one facing the door was his house, with 602 written on the door: "My room is warm in winter and cool in summer, and the Feng Shui is also good. It doesn't need to be so expensive, I will give you a 40% discount .”
Xiao Heng: "..."
Lu Yan: "The price is negotiable."
Xiao Heng ignored him.
Lu Yan: "Fold in half is fine, what's your psychological price?"
Xiao Heng didn't even look at him anymore.
After dinner, Xiao Heng said goodbye to the child.
After a few days with him, although the child could not speak, he was already familiar with his breath. The child lay in Kang Ru's arms and habitually opened his hands to him.
"Who wants to hug you."
Xiao Heng didn't hug him, he patted the child's head, and said with a little disgust: "Let's go, I will trouble your mother later."
Lu Yan remembered that this person was still a C college student. He had seen his class schedule. This morning, there should be that Professor Hu's class. He looked at Xiao Heng's figure walking outside, and thought: Children from rich families don't need to use it by themselves. In class
It's not that Xiao Heng doesn't need to take classes, there are a total of six courses he retakes.
It's just that he doesn't go to school.
After he got into trouble with Xiao Qishan at the dinner party, he went to Zhai Zhuangzhi's place to hang out during the day.
Xiao Heng pushed open the door of the private room of the bar, and Zhai Zhuangzhi happened to be playing dice with Qiu Shaofeng and a group of rich kids. In the dark private room, there was a strong smell of smoke, mixed with the messy lights above the head, sweeping over.
This is the bar opened by Zhai Zhuangzhi and his family. This private room is never booked outside, it is their exclusive private room.
"Three three, three three! Damn," Zhai Zhuangzhi sat down a glass of wine after losing the game, and then went to look at the person at the door, "Boss, are you here? The child is solved?"
Xiao Heng didn't reply. After he sat in, someone next to him immediately handed him a cigarette.
He took it: "Still playing dice?"
Zhai Zhuangzhi: "What do you want to play?"
Xiao Heng leaned back and said, "Let's play big."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of cheers around him.
As soon as Xiao Heng came in, Zhai Zhuangzhi gave up the middle position—in their small group known as "all trash", Xiao Heng had an unshakable position. It has nothing to do with family background, but if I have to say it, it may be because although everyone is trash, Xiao Heng is the one with the strongest fighting power among them.
They were just wandering around outside, and had to bow their heads obediently in front of Lao Tzu.
But Xiao Heng is not.
Zhai Zhuangzhi glanced at the flickering mobile phone screen on the corner of the table: "Boss, your phone is ringing."
Xiao Heng hadn't played a few rounds when Xiao Qishan's call came, so Xiao Heng half-closed his eyes in the lingering smoke, raised his hand and threw the phone into the wine glass.
The mobile phone was soaked in water and soon became silent.
"I go… "
Zhai Zhuangzhi was amazed.
After a pause, Zhai Zhuangzhi said again: "You really don't want to pick it up? You flirted with Xiao Qishan at the banquet that day, and this matter caused a lot of trouble. I heard that after you left, his face was black the whole time—"
Xiao Heng threw out the remaining cards in his hand and reminded him: "You lost."
Xiao Heng didn't play for long, even though he hung up on Xiao Qishan's phone, he still decided to go back. In fact, he hadn't lived in that "home" for a long time, except for being entangled by that child when he went back to get things, and he had nothing else to do when he went back. He just wanted to see Xiao Qishan's black face all of a sudden.
Xiao Qishan's face was indeed dark.
As soon as Xiao Heng entered, Xiao Qishan was sitting in the living room, beside him was his mother who rarely came back.
Xiao Qishan said angrily: "You still know to come back?"
Xiao Qishan calmed down quickly, changed the subject again, and asked, "Did you take that child out today?"
While Xiao Qishan was talking, his mother was sitting by the side drinking tea.
Xiao Heng said indifferently: "Give it to the mother."
Xiao Qishan's facial features twisted for two seconds, it was an expression of extreme disgust: "That prostitute? Will she raise a child?"
"What's wrong with whores?" Xiao Heng glanced at the woman beside him, and said, "whores are better than some people."
The woman stopped drinking tea and finally had a little reaction.
"How do you talk to your mother! You turned your head and left at the banquet. Where do you and I put our face? Do you know how much impact it will have on the company? You want everyone to know that the Xiao family and the Qin family are just business Marriage—"
Xiao Qishan's voice kept rising, and his words became more and more harsh, as if he wanted to tear the indifferent face in front of him: "How many times have I emphasized to you that you are just a tool to prove the combination of the two, and the tool should be done well. The duty of the tool."
Xiao Heng pinched the knot in his index finger, thinking this scene was ridiculous.
His father and mother, sitting in front of him.
Said to him: You are just a tool.
tool.
He suddenly thought of the child.
He is not a nosy person, but the first time he saw the child, he seemed to see his former self.
Xiao Heng came back to his senses, Xiao Qishan pointed at his nose and scolded: "We have treated you so badly, what else do you want, what are you eating, wearing, and using now—" His words came to an abrupt end .
All Xiao Heng's emotions, or the emotions that have been suppressed for many years, have finally reached their peak.
He was bored.
Xiao Qishan saw Xiao Heng throw the car key in his hand on the ground, and it hit the tile floor with a crisp sound.
Not just car keys.
Xiao Heng took off the watch on his wrist, the expensive coat on his body, the wallet full of bank cards... One by one, he threw everything he could throw away in front of Xiao Qishan and his so-called mother down.
It's been cloudy today.
In the evening, the first thunder finally sounded.
After a few hours, when the sky gradually darkened, the torrential rain poured down.
"Yan! Take your clothes, take your clothes, take your clothes!!"
Viagra was dumbfounded by the rainstorm, and while collecting his clothes, he notified the neighbors: "It's raining!"
"Who else is drying clothes on the roof? Whose is this northeast-style flowered quilt—"
There is no extra space in low-cost rental houses, and everyone usually sets up a simple hanger on the roof to dry clothes.
Zhang Xiaohui ran up to the rooftop stepping on his slippers, screaming, "My, my! My quilt!"
Lu Yan went up to the rooftop with an umbrella, looked at the two people exposed to the pouring rain, and felt that their brain circuit was not right: "Why don't you two hold an umbrella?"
Viagra and Zhang Xiaohui realized that they rushed too fast and forgot to open their umbrellas.
As soon as Lu Yan's words fell, his umbrella began to be out of his control, and turned to other places.
Viagra and Zhang Xiaohui grabbed Lu Yan's umbrella and forced the umbrella towards him, half of Lu Yan's shoulders were wet immediately, and they both shouted: "Damn it, forget it, block it for me. "
Lu Yan: "...can you two show some face?"
There are not many fools drying things on cloudy days, and there are only three of them in the whole building.
Lu Yan tore off his half-wet clothes from the hanger. He was about to go downstairs when he vaguely saw a figure on the steps of the half-destroyed flower bed downstairs in the dim sky.
He took a closer look and found that it was not an illusion.
There was indeed someone downstairs.
Still a man.
Even though the man was sitting on the steps, he could still recognize a familiar aura from this vague figure—Master
Viagra pushed him: "Why are you staring blankly? After collecting everything, why don't you leave?"
Lu Yan said, "Brother, help me take off my clothes."
Lu Yan went downstairs, and he pushed open the door that had just been repaired a few days ago.
Not far away, the man was sitting on the steps, completely drenched by the rainstorm. He still had the wound from the fight with the loan shark the day before yesterday. The scar at the corner of his mouth had just scabbed over, and his hair was sticking to his cheek in an extremely embarrassing way. .
Lu Yan walked up to him holding an umbrella, unable to figure out why the young master was here.
He hesitated and called, "Xiao Heng?"
The man raised his drooping head, and Lu Yan met Xiao Heng's eyes in this raging rainy night.