After passing through five stops and five cities, the audition for "The New Year of the Band" officially came to an end.
Among all the bands participating in the audition, only 30 bands can be shortlisted for the competition. On the second night after the audition, the program team will announce the final list on the website.
While waiting for the notification, Lu Yan studied square dancing seriously, and accidentally opened up a new path, a new hobby in life, stood out among a group of square dancing aunts and sisters, and became Shangli, a small park in the seventh district, with Viagra. Square Dance Shuangba.
On this day, Lu Yan changed into his clothes again, took the flamboyant red Tai Chi fan, and asked Xiao Heng if he wanted to go to the park to make some preparations.
"You've been sitting here knocking all day." Lu Yan said.
"Um."
"Go to the park for activities?"
This time Xiao Heng didn't say "um" casually, he lowered his eyelids and shook his cigarette, clearly expressing: I am not happy.
The situation that Lu Yan could respond to anything he said did not happen when Xiao Heng was writing code.
Lu Yan walked over and took the mouse away from his hand.
Only then did Xiao Heng look up at him, and casually coaxed, "Good boy."
Lu Yan seriously suspects that he usually says he likes it, but in fact he loves the computer with a 21-inch monitor in front of him the most, and he doesn't listen to anyone when he is working.
"Do you want to die from overwork, or do you want to spend the rest of your life with the computer," Lu Yan said, leaning on the computer desk, "Your eight-pack abs are almost turning into a six-pack."
Xiao Heng bit his cigarette, paused for a while: "Come here."
Lu Yan moved over a bit: "What are you doing?"
Xiao Heng's hand holding the mouse was empty, so he dropped his hand directly, then opened the hem of his clothes, pulled the hem up, and grabbed Lu Yan's hand again: "Count it clearly, how many yuan, eight yuan is still Six dollars."
Lu Yan pressed his fingers on a slightly hard abdominal muscle.
Xiao Heng let go of his hands, let the hem of his clothes fall down, covering his smooth muscle lines, glanced at him, and leaned back lazily: "Who says no exercise... I haven't exercised enough on you at night?"
Lu Yan withdrew his hand, wanting to say that you are a rogue, but he still touched Xiao Heng's abdominal muscles a couple of times more honestly.
In the next second, Xiao Heng pinched her waist and pulled her into her arms.
Lu Yan straddled him, with his back leaning against the edge of the computer desk.
Lu Yan's hand strength was not as strong as his, so he could only let Xiao Heng's hand slide down from his waist inch by inch, and finally lifted the belt buckle lightly, pinched the zipper and said, "Didn't you let me exercise, do it now."
"... Fuck," Lu Yan had just taken a shower, but Xiao Heng just moved his hands a few times casually, and his back was soaked in sweat again.
Halfway through, Xiao Heng raised his chin, motioning him to stand on the table.
Lu Yan gripped the edge of the table tightly with his fingers, watching Xiao Heng squat down slowly, from his angle, he could only see the top of the man's head and the dark color in the neckline below, the man was almost half kneeling in front of him , nothing can be seen.
Xiao Heng always had a bit of arrogance that he would rather bend than bend. Even Lu Yan recalled that after confirming the relationship, this person always seemed to be casual, but in fact he occupied a dominant position in this relationship. But when Xiao Heng did this, Lu Yan only felt a certain "surrender".
The man half-kneeled in front of him, as if bowing his head to him.
No man can resist this scene, Lu Yan closed his eyes, his hands tightened suddenly, and he couldn't help reaching out to grab the man's hair.
When he came back to his senses, there was a sound of drawing paper in his ear.
After Xiao Heng wiped him carelessly for a while with a piece of paper, he stopped wiping at all, licked the liquid from the corner of his mouth and asked, "Go to bed?"
Lu Yan took the ball of paper, determined: "No, I have an appointment with Viagra."
Xiao Heng frowned: "Are you addicted to square dancing?"
"The rice cooker at home is not very easy to use," Lu Yanyan pointed to the pot that was set for half an hour but boiled dry and almost turned the rice into a rice cooker. "Didn't you notice that it started to lose its temper recently?"
"..."
Lu Yan: "Let's give up the bicycle last time to that surnamed Huang. This rice cooker must belong to me."
Xiao Heng was silent.
Lu Yan said again: "You go to help with the audio system, the audio master is busy today."
Ten minutes later, on the park square.
A generation of programming master XH, sitting on a plastic stool that is missing a foot and will fall backward when moving.
The evening wind was blowing his clothes, and beside him was an outdoor three-way speaker.
Sitting there, Xiao Heng's expression was not very good, until someone shouted: "Master - cut the song, this one can't dance!"
"Sing a song for the aunts, you are my little apple!"
Among them was Lu Yan's voice: "Change the song!"
Xiao Heng stretched out his hand on the console and pressed down a song.
Xiao Heng sat on the side, afraid that he would listen to his head after watching, so he lowered his head and found a small game to play.
He played Sudoku for half an hour, but was interrupted by an incoming call notification.
Zhai Zhuangzhi happened to be driving through the lower urban area. He had several boxes of fruit in his car, and he felt like he was visiting relatives in the countryside: "Boss, are you in that broken building? I'll come over and deliver something to you."
After a song is played, there is just a two-second gap.
Xiao Heng said in the gap, "Not here."
Zhai Zhuangzhi: "Then where are you—" Zhai Zhuangzhi said this, a wild singing voice rushed out from the stereo, and he "fucked", "What the hell!"
Xiao Heng: "The most dazzling ethnic style, haven't you heard of it?"
Zhai Zhuangzhi: "..."
Zhai Zhuangzhi stepped on it and stopped the car directly: "Listen to this, you won't be popular among middle-aged and elderly people now—"
Xiao Heng didn't want to talk to him about it, so he interrupted: "It's just right, I wanted to find you in a few days."
While talking, Xiao Heng got up and walked towards the side of the square. He walked past the open-air fountain, and a child ran past him on creaking slippers.
"Just call if you need something," Zhai Zhuangzhi said again, "What's the matter, tell me, brother will take care of it for you."
Xiao Heng didn't talk nonsense with him: "I remember your grandfather is a rehabilitation doctor?"
Zhai Zhuangzhi: "How do you remember?"
Xiao Heng: "You yourself said that you had a car accident when you were a child and narrowly escaped death, you forgot."
Zhai Zhuangzhi had a car accident when he was a child. I don’t know if this story was artificially edited. In short, when Zhai Zhuangzhi mentioned it, he said that he almost spent the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
Later, relying on rehabilitation, after a few years, it was adjusted.
When I was in high school, I could still play a few basketball games with them, but my skills were a bit rotten, and I never won.
Zhai Zhuangzhi didn't know how the topic came to his grandfather: "What's the matter, boss, what happened to you?"
Xiao Heng was silent for a while: "It's not me." It's your sister-in-law who can't carry tools in the steel factory.
"The old man in my family just retired a few years ago. I heard from my dad that there are still many people looking for him, but he rarely treats him. But you remember correctly, it is indeed a rehabilitation department." Zhai Zhuangzhi wanted to continue to ask, "Your friend What's the situation? Let me ask for you."
"Hand injury." Xiao Heng still felt uncomfortable when he mentioned these two words.
He inevitably thought of the video he had seen on Lu Yan's old computer.
The high-spirited young man stood on the stage, his whole body was full of light.
Although he is now the lead singer, this person can still stand on stage and shine... But choosing to sing by himself is two different things from being unable to play the guitar and only being able to sing.
At the 4th anniversary concert, there was a part of Cannon’s solo in the middle. The yellow hair stood on the stage playing and singing. Although the singing was ordinary, Xiao Heng still didn’t dare to imagine that Lu Yan was squatting on the speaker, squatting in the light and shadow, lowering his head to stare at What was going on in my mind when I turned the microphone on the ground.
Xiao Heng noticed that there was less movement on the other side of the square dance, and it was about this time when the square dance usually ended. He left a sentence of "visit another day" and hung up the phone.
Lu Yan made a lot of progress in square dancing today, and when Xiao Heng walked over, he saw Lu Yan being surrounded by a group of aunts discussing the steps of square dancing: "Xiao Lu, auntie can't connect with this movement, this circle—yes It’s just this circle, what’s going on if I can’t turn around all the time.”
Lu Yan shook the Tai Chi fan in his hand and gave a slow motion commentary on the spot.
"..."
After Lu Yan finished explaining, the people in the square had almost dispersed.
While sending a message to Li Zhen, he walked towards Xiao Heng. He shook his mobile phone and said, "Just now Li Zhen called me. The audition list will be released tonight. He asked if we would go for a late night snack. Are you going or not?"
Xiao Heng knew that Lu Yan was trying to change his ways to make him go out more: "Is there any reward for going?"
"You can't be too greedy," Lu Yan said, "You already have the most handsome boyfriend in the world, and you still want rewards."
"The reward for having the most handsome boyfriend in the world come home and sleep with me."
"...can you think of something else?"
Xiao Heng clicked his tongue and complained:
——"Being a person can't just turn your face and deny people just after you have fun."
Lu Yan pretended not to hear.
When Lu Yan and Xiao Heng passed by, Li Zhen and the others had already been waiting at the hot pot restaurant for a long time.
After the audition, the members of the band had their own affairs to be busy. Li Zhen went to the piano shop for lessons, and Xu Ye had to do homework for the school holidays. Except that Cannon followed him all day long, and he followed him wherever he went.
Before the notification of the finalists came down, the musicians were more curious about how to compare.
"Don't you all watch live voting now?" At the dinner table, Li Zhen poured down a bottle of beer. .”
Da Pao, as a trendsetter in the new era, complained: "Brother Zhen, what age talent show are you watching?"
Cannon turned on the phone, and there was a voting software in it: "Now is the world where people vote for their debut."
Lu Yan took it and looked at it: "How many girls will you choose for this girl group?"
Cannon: "Eleven!"
Lu Yan: "Dapao, I can't tell, your idol pool is quite deep."
Speaking of this, Da Pao casually solicited votes for his eleven beautiful ladies: "You guys have XX video accounts, please vote for them."
Xu Ye and Da Pao's aesthetics are just the opposite. They are still at home, and they almost quarreled on the spot, and the topic became more and more distorted.
Xu Ye shouted: "Brother Zhen, tell me, which one looks better!"
Li Zhen looked over one by one: "Me, I'm ordinary, I like the third one, beautiful."
The third one was obviously not from Xu Ye's camp, so Xu Ye turned around and asked the two who had just arrived: "What about you?"
Under the scorching eyes of his teammates.
Lu Yan opened a bottle of beer with the corner of the table, and the beer cap fell on the ground and rolled twice.
Lu Yan: "I don't like women."
Xiao Heng: "I don't like women either."
Xu Ye: "..."
Li Zhen: "..."
Cannon: "..."
He must be crazy to think of asking these two!
Although no one mentioned whether he could pass the audition, the meal was still a little anxious, like waiting for the notice after the exam.
Several people put down their chopsticks and stopped after eating about the same.
Ten o'clock sharp.
The official website of "New Year of the Band" has updated the shortlist and competition system requirements.
The competition system is written in the front row. The competition mainly focuses on stage performances and creations, and is scored by judges and online voting channels.
Scroll down to see the entry list.
When Li Zhen slid down, his speed slowed down.
The hot pot restaurant was obviously too noisy, but at this moment, the few of them felt that there was no sound in their ears, only dozens of lines of black words on a white background were left in front of them.
Li Zhen dragged down the bands one by one. When he saw the middle, he stopped and shouted in surprise: "Spades! Yes!"
Spades performed well in the audition, so it is not surprising that they will be shortlisted.
Under the four characters of the Spades band are the names of the five band members. After so many years in the underground, they may have the opportunity to announce to the world like this for the first time: This is our band, this is me.
The list is already halfway through.
Lu Yan subconsciously grabbed Xiao Heng's hand, and Xiao Heng held him back.
Just when the shortlist was almost at the bottom, a few familiar English letters finally appeared in the eyes of several people, and the two corners of the capital V rushed out first: Vent.