"So don't worry." After Lu Yan finished speaking, he arrogantly put down a cruel sentence: "It's still not sure who did who."
In fact, he rarely experienced this feeling of being cared for by others. He was used to being alone since he was a child, and he didn't have any close people. Even if he fell down, he didn't have a place to cry. He got up and patted his clothes and walked.
Coming to Xiamen City alone from Jizhou, he has learned the ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense early on. He knows the truth behind "life" far better than Xiao Heng.
Life is carrying the piano on my back in the early morning, and I finally have time to sit down and have a bite of bread after the performance.
It was the day when Huang Xu and Jiang Yaoming left by train, and he squatted at the bus station wondering what to do after the band.
It is countless yesterdays, and all unknown tomorrows.
Xiao Heng called him suddenly: "Yanyan."
After that time, he seems to like to call him like this, Yanyan, we Yanyan.
"Yeah." Lu Yan turned his head and met his eyes.
Xiao Heng cooperated with Lu Yan's arrogant words, and said an even more arrogant sentence: "When will you sign up, and come back to play with a champion."
Lu Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "Next week. Why didn't I realize that you speak harsher words than me?"
Xiao Heng: "Your father will always be your father."
"..." Lu Yan said, "Get lost."
Xiao Heng: "If you want to, you can change your name."
Lu Yan thought that he was going to say the word beginning with the word 'old' again, but Xiao Heng didn't tease him like that: "Whatever it is, I'm two months older than you, so it's not too much to call Brother Heng."
Lu Yan moved his fingers, and simply moved his hand a little over, covering Xiao Heng's hand.
"Brother Heng."
From dog temper to brother Heng.
The first time he saw him, Lu Yan thought in the corridor that the opposite was a flamboyant weakling, so he rolled up his sleeves full of confidence and hit him. Who would have thought that after a few months, the two people who were originally at odds would end up like this? .
After Lu Yan called out "Brother Heng", the atmosphere became extremely ambiguous. Lu Yan didn't need to think about what would happen in the next second, but this time he took the initiative to reach out and grab Xiao Heng's collar, pulling him towards Xiao Heng. Own.
This time, Lu Yan showed his usual level of controlling the field. He smiled mischievously, then let go of his fingers to hook his chin: "May I kiss you?"
Behind them, the shadows of the whirling trees cut to pieces by the wind swayed under the street lamps, stretching the shadows of the two people very long.
Xiao Heng let him flirt, and his collar was torn apart by him.
Lu Yan lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose against the side of the man's neck, then moved it up inch by inch, and finally landed on the man's lips.
Lu Yan had just eaten throat lozenges, and Xiao Heng tasted a little chilly mint flavor: "It's promising, it will be teased."
Lu Yan said vaguely: "No."
However, Xiao Heng only felt that his body was burning, and his hands were unruly. Fortunately, there was no one on the street at this time, and there was no light except the street lamps, but he couldn't touch anything other than the fabric of the jeans on Lu Yan's body. to a protrusion. It's a square box.
"What is this?" Xiao Heng asked.
"..." Lu Yan was so kissed by him that he couldn't turn his mind, but when Xiao Heng tried to reach into his trouser pocket, he shouted in his mind, "It's nothing!"
"It's not as big a reaction as you are."
"It's nothing."
It was the box he bought at the convenience store.
Lu Yan finished shopping at that time, and pushed the door out with the bag of things in the clerk's complicated and probing eyes. Although he pretended to be calm, he was actually amazed at his own thoughts: what did he buy a set for!
The box cover seemed to be burning hot in my hand.
I can't just put it in the bag like this... Lu Yan finally stuffed it in his trouser pocket.
Lu Yan said this too late. He wanted to hide, but he still couldn't.
Xiao Heng had already taken out the box, he seemed a little surprised, he held it in his hand and raised his eyebrows at him.
Lu Yan: "I can explain."
Xiao Heng: "Explain what, buy it for playing?"
Lu Yan: "..."
Xiao Heng glanced at him again, dragged his voice and said, "I never thought we could wait so hard for Yanyan..."
Lu Yan: "Shut up."
Xiao Heng stopped the rest of the words, stuffed the box back, pressed his fingertips against his thighs and said, "Go back and let you try."
Lu Yan's face became hot when he heard that.
It was very late for the two of them to walk back to District Seven.
The electric box in District 7 said it could be repaired today, but the efficiency of the maintenance workers was really low. When the two returned to the building, it was still dark.
As soon as the door was opened, Zhang Xiaohui's voice could be heard reciting lines to the candle. He recently received a small character who could survive more than a dozen episodes, and his career reached a new peak, but the lines sounded a bit strange: "Don't worry, boss, I will take good care of the pigs in our farm and treat them as my own." Family-like care!"
Lu Yan and Xiao Heng were about to go upstairs: "..."
Go one more level up.
Sister Lan was loading the goods with a flashlight on, and the ground was full of express boxes.
The door of Viagra’s house was open, revealing a distinctive light—this man has been stepping on a human generator for three days straight, lighting a lamp on the growth path for the neighbor’s children.
…
Although there is no electricity, life is not rich, and some people even open their eyes every day thinking about what to do if the rent cannot be recovered and the building cannot be kept, but the residents in this building still live as usual.
Xiao Heng didn't quite feel the meaning of "living in the moment" before, but only now can he really feel the vitality of those details in life.
"Brother Yan is back? Hey! See if my brother's foot speed is much faster than yesterday."
"Yes, yes, brother, do you think about playing drums? The underground band needs a genius like you."
"Lu Yan, here are the earrings I made today, come and have a look."
"Come on, Sister Lan's Taobao shop has been selling well recently—"
When Lu Yan returned to the building, he was used to greeting them one by one, and he and Xiao Heng often came back together. After a long time, Xiao Heng's personality that doesn't communicate with people very much, his sense of presence in this building has also increased a lot.
While waiting for Lu Yan to pick out the earrings, he received a stack of papers from Zhang Xiaohui.
Zhang Xiaohui begged: "Can you give me the right words, it's my first time to take on such an important role, I'm a little nervous."
Xiao Heng glanced at the title, Song typeface number three, bold. The temptation to return to the village.
Zhang Xiaohui pointed to the first line and said, "This is your role, Boss Wang, a big pig farmer, and I am your employee."
Xiao Heng: "..."
Lu Yan picked two things from Sister Lan. He and Sister Lan had a lot in common, from cosmetics to jewelry. In fact, Sister Lan thought he was interesting the first time she saw him at the demolition meeting, or because of his unorthodox temperament.
Sister Lan bit her cigarette and said, "You don't want to grow your hair anymore? Long hair looks good."
"I have this plan," Lu Yan said, "It grows too slowly."
After Lu Yan finished speaking, he squatted at the door and couldn't help but look at Xiao Heng. Uncle Xiao leaned against the wall and read from his mouth expressionlessly: "Scientifically raise pigs, we have to introduce advanced technology..."
The next sentence is Zhang Xiaohui's words.
Lu Yan didn't listen much to the following words, he almost couldn't help laughing just after hearing one sentence.
Probably sensing something, Xiao Heng turned his head slightly, and the two people's eyes met in the air for two seconds.
Lu Yan clearly saw five words in Xiao Heng's eyes: Get over here.
help me.
Lu Yan smiled and turned his eyes away, and met Sister Lan's half-smiling eyes again: "You two."
"Well," Lu Yan didn't deny it, he got up, shook the two earrings he just put on, and dragged Xiao Heng upstairs, "Sister, I'll go back first...Xiaohui, you are good at lines, and you are full of emotions." , the details are delicate and moving, and it will definitely be no problem to shoot tomorrow as you are doing now."
Xiao Heng went upstairs before asking: "Does he often find someone to answer?"
Lu Yan took out his keys and said, "It's not too often. His lines usually don't exceed three sentences, but he will ask us to join in the action scenes."
The so-called acting is to find a group of people to surround him: "You kid is going to die today, tell me, who sent you here!"
Lu Yan usually plays this kind of villain, and he is still in the middle of the villain, the worst one. When Zhang Xiaohui said, "I won't say it even if I'm killed", and several people surrounded him, Zhang Xiaohui really closed his eyes and died.
Xiao Heng imagined this scene: "..."
Lu Yan opened the door, but the room was still dark.
The trousers on him were not loose in the first place, and a letter box attached to the heels of his legs made his legs hurt even more when he was walking around, forcibly showing its presence.
When Lu Yan came out of the bathroom while wiping his hair, Xiao Heng had already taken a shower, and was sitting on his bed with his upper body naked, smoking a cigarette. The cigarette butt was flickering in the darkness, and beside him was the box of familiar things.
Seeing him coming out, the man stubbed out the cigarette and shouted hoarsely, "Come here."
Lu Yan obviously didn't smoke, and his throat was inexplicably dry: "I only bought this, not the..." lubricant.
Xiao Heng said, "I bought it."
?
Lu Yan was shocked: "When did you buy it?"
Xiao Heng: "I bought it earlier. The day after I finished with you last time."
Lu Yan didn't have time to think about the time relationship, the world was spinning for a while, his hair was not dry yet, after being dragged into bed by Xiao Heng, the wet water fell on the pillow, soaking up a beautiful color.
Xiao Heng put his hand next to Lu Yan's ear, and kissed the person under him.
Lu Yan took a shower and forgot to take off the earrings, they were cold and metallic. A kiss with Xiao Heng's body temperature fell on Lu Yan's forehead, and his eyes were as cold as these two pendants. With slender, sharp eyebrows, brow nails, and eyelids that are so deep that they almost look like inner eyes, when he is not smiling, he looks like a bad person that no one dares to provoke, but now he softens in front of him.
Only in front of him.
Only then did he see clearly that the extremely familiar oversized shirt Lu Yan was wearing... belonged to him.
Xiao Heng's eyes sank, he fiddled with the pendant next to his ear a few times and asked, "On purpose?"
Ever since Xiao Heng moved the computer to his room, he seldom went back to his room, and usually put his clothes in his closet when he took them back from the roof. It is estimated that Lu Yan didn't pay attention when looking for clothes in the dark just now.
It was hot, and the fan didn't work after the power outage. Lu Yan's shirt was unbuttoned a few times, and a large chest and waist were exposed. The clothes on his body were indeed too big, and when he moved occasionally, the empty space would sink deeply, making his waist thinner and thinner.
It was dark all around.
Xiao Heng turned him over, and the shirt slipped off his shoulders—just like it was on the stage before.
belt buckle.
The rustling sound of the cloth of the underwear.
Finally, there is the sound of plastic being removed.
Lu Yan supported the bed with his hands, and Xiao Heng bit the back of his neck in this position.
Amid the sudden and fine stinging pain, Lu Yan felt another kind of pain. His fingers tightened suddenly, and he could hardly hold on, so he let out a muffled groan. An indescribable feeling rushed all the way up from the tailbone, penetrating into every nerve ending.
Lu Yan was not afraid of pain, even though his eyes gradually became foggy, his bones were still extremely hard.
They are like two beasts entangled to death, venting with extreme tenderness and extreme brutality, exchanging each other's body temperature, sweat...
Lu Yan seldom spoke, only a small voice escaped from between his lips and teeth.
His slender knuckles were already a little white due to excessive force, and what fell into Xiao Heng's eyes was the star with seven horns pierced on his wrist.
…
after the end.
Lu Yan was covered in sweat, but he didn't want to move at all, he opened his mouth to talk, his voice was almost hoarse, he was more tired than having a concert.
"Uncomfortable?"
Lu Yan nodded, with a hoarse voice: "Brother Heng, your skills are not very good."
Xiao Heng squinted his eyes: "Isn't it really cool just now?"
Lu Yan: "That's for your face."
Xiao Heng didn't argue with him, and got out of bed to pour water for him.
After Lu Yan finished drinking, he stopped by to touch the cigarette case on the computer table. As soon as he picked up the cigarette case, he noticed that the mobile phone that Lu Yan threw on it kept vibrating.
"Your phone is ringing." Xiao Heng reminded him.
Lu Yan closed his eyes: "Leave it alone."
Xiao Heng was about to withdraw his hand.
Lu Yan opened his eyes again, worried about missing some important news: "... Forget it, let's bring it here."
The message is the band group chat.
In the group chat of the V group, after Xu Ye heard the news, he sent a series of emoticons of the villain jumping.
Xu Ye: Good! Sign up!
Xu Ye confided for the first time: Actually, my mother didn’t approve of me doing this last time after she knew about it... If I get the ranking in the competition, I want to use this competition to tell them what I am doing, the band is not As she thought, it wasn't an unpopular group.
Lu Yan glanced at it and returned an expression.
"In a hurry?"
After returning, Lu Yan threw the phone aside again.
"No. Xu Ye sent it, about participating in the competition."
Lu Yan smelled the smell of cigarettes coming from the side, and for a while the craving for cigarettes also faintly flared up. He leaned over and took a sip from Xiao Heng's hand. The shirt on his body was just draped, and it fell down again with this movement, leaving traces all over his body.
Lu Yan didn't care either, he was exhausted and had no time to care about that. He exhaled the smoke slowly, and understood what it was like to smoke afterwards.
The next day, Lu Yan opened his eyes and found that the lights in the room were on.
The whole building burst into loud cheers.
At the same time, "The New Year of the Band" also stepped up its publicity after the official announcement, and the discussion of the topic remained high on the Internet.
Registration requires the introduction of band members, a photo, and two complete works. Lu Yan and the others discussed one of the two songs and decided to use the new song that is currently being recorded.
When they finished recording the song, it was just in time for the first day when the registration channel opened.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the registration channel opens.
Hundreds of bands from all over the country have submitted their band resumes and works. At the bottom of the registration channel, there is a line of message exchange nature. What you want to say/motto: ______ (please fill in carefully, it will appear in the band file after passing Inside).
Countless bands have filled this article with a lot of content, either arrogant, secondary or sensational.
As long as the information submitted by these bands is normal, they will basically receive invitations to participate in the audition. After the registration channel was closed, while the first publicity of this program was launched on the Internet, it ushered in vigorous regional auditions.
Xiamen City is the first stop in the audition.
For all the musicians, it was like a horn, and it was more like a gunshot. The bullets exploded in the sky over Xiamen City with the sound of gunshots, and hundreds of bands were ready to go.