"Come in!" Li Zhen yelled, shaking his hands, making a gesture to jump up, and the phone almost fell into the hot pot.
Xu Ye’s family education is rigorous, and he never drinks alcohol when he comes out. In a group of band hooligans who smoke, drink, and like to play yellow accents, he can say to the waiter, “I drink plain water, mineral water is fine without plain water, thank you” , After seeing the name of the band, he even opened a bottle of wine.
Lu Yan was afraid that he would not be able to drink, so he tried to stop him: "Don't learn from Brother Zhen and the others." Lu Yan completely forgot that he drank more than anyone else, and this sentence completely picked himself up, "Drink some orange juice Got it."
"It's okay, a bottle is still fine."
Xu Ye blew a bottle into his mouth.
Da Pao is still a child at heart, his heart is jumping for joy, but he still can't help but pretend to be aggressive: "Brother Zhen, take it easy, isn't it just a shortlist? It's a piece of cake. With me and my elder brother here, this competition will definitely go straight to the final."
Li Zhenfan led Lu Yanyijun: "You have learned nothing else from following your big brother Lu Yan, but you have learned the ability to speak harshly with your eyes closed."
Da Pao looked confident: "I will be stronger than him!"
Li Zhen was speechless: "You unlucky child, who is not good to learn from, look at how many virtues you have in me, brother Zhen, I have to learn from that dog Lu Yan..."
Lu Yan patted the table: "... who are you talking about and how do you talk? You are the only one who is still virtuous."
Xiao Heng was worried that his sleeves would fall into the seasoning bowl, so he reached out to help him roll them up: "You have taught that yellow-haired man every day."
"Whoever taught him wrongly," Lu Yan said, "This is all valuable life experience for me."
"For example, run away if you can't fight?"
Seeing that Lu Yan did not refute, Xiao Heng said, "You really taught?"
When Da Pao first joined the group as a guitarist, he asked Lu Yan to have a meal alone. Once Da Pao got angry like his name, he accidentally messed up the table next door. After all, this is not the place in Jizhou, lawless, and no one cares if something happens.
No matter how bad the law and order is in the lower urban area, it is still a district under the name of Xiamen City.
Da Pao wanted to rush forward, but Lu Yan hooked his neck and dragged him back.
Cannon gritted his teeth: "Why stop me! Do it! Fuck them!"
Lu Yan apologized to the people at the table, turned to Da Pao and said, "What the hell, you want to make trouble outside the school before school starts? Do you want to go to the Royal Academy of Music?"
"You can't be so barbaric," Lu Yan said again, "I have grown up, and you should learn to grow up too."
Thinking of this, Lu Yan felt a little guilty. He held the wine bottle with a few fingers, bent one leg, and stepped on the stool he was sitting on, with his elbow resting on his knee: "No, just before he came here , I want to fight against the six shirtless hooligans at the opposite table... "
Lu Yan thought about this for a few seconds, then distorted the facts and said, "I told him to be tolerant and let those six people go."
As long as it is someone else, it is possible to be bluffed by Lu Yan's fan who looks like a big brother in society. Xiao Heng knows this person's urine, sneered, and said in a lukewarm tone: "Yanyan is amazing."
"I like to hear this," Lu Yan said, "It's just that the tone is not very good, brother Heng, let's do it again."
Xiao Heng just rolled up his sleeves, there were too many mosquitoes in the square, and the wind was also strong, so Lu Yan wore a long-sleeved sweater at night.
Then Xiao Heng raised his eyes to look at him: "Don't push yourself too far."
Lu Yan's hand that was originally on his knee also stretched out to motion for him to hold it, fully demonstrating what it means to push an inch.
Xiao Heng let go of his hand, expressing that he would not serve him.
Lu Yan shook his wide sleeves and rubbed the back of his hand: "There's still this one."
"..." Xiao Heng moved his fingers, there was nothing he could do about it, "reach out."
The sleeves of Lu Yan's dress were long, covering half of his palm, only a few fingers holding the wine bottle were still exposed.
After the sleeves were pulled up, the man's slender knuckles, the back of his hands, and the protruding wrist bones were also exposed.
After Xiao Heng rolled up his sleeves, he didn't want to let go, so he simply took out the bottle of wine that was in the way in Lu Yan's hand and put it on the table.
"how?"
"It's nothing," Xiao Heng said, "Hold on for a while."
On the opposite side, Li Zhen and the others were still carnivaling for the finalists, while Xu Ye was blowing one bottle after another like a machine being twisted.
Li Zhen: "I rely on me, why didn't I realize that you drink so much before, don't get drunk."
Xu Ye blushed: "I won't get drunk."
Li Zhen: "Have you drank before? Do you have a bottom line in your heart? Do you know that a man has a bottom line when drinking, and you should stop properly when it's about the same time."
Xu Ye's neck started to turn red: "I have a bottom line."
Li Zhen was suspicious.
But Xu Ye's reaction didn't look like he was drunk, so he put his mind at ease and continued to chat with Da Pao about the beautiful female contestant No. 3: "It looks good, and it dances so well. These big talking eyes, how should I give her?" Vote, I must send her to debut."
Da Pao was about to speak when Xu Ye suddenly sat motionless and remained quiet for a while.
Then Xu Ye started calling.
A cry of mother shocked the audience: "Mom!"
"..." Xiao Heng squeezed Lu Yan's hand a little harder, "What is he doing?"
Xu Ye: "When I was in kindergarten, other children could go to the yard to play with mud. But I have to recite twenty-four English letters in advance at home." Lu Yan: "Twenty-six."
Xu Ye nodded, and thanked Lu Yan: "Oh, two, twenty-six."
"After junior high school, you didn't allow me to make friends with bad grades, and let me hang out with good students."
Xu Ye's call to his mother was halfway through, and fell into a strange silence. The next second, Xu Ye switched to another mode: "Hello, teacher, I'm Xu Ye from Class 8, Grade 3."
"..."
Lu Yan had a headache: "Who is on the other end of the phone? No matter who it is, pinch it, otherwise the child will wake up tomorrow and find a hole to crawl in, and our band may lose a bass player for this."
Li Zhen glanced at the screen: "No one, they didn't dial out at all."
Lu Yan suspected that Xu Ye had a vengeance notebook in his mind.
From kindergarten to high school, there are so many things in my heart.
Xu Ye's callees kept running around, and finally returned to his mother: "Mom! We're shortlisted!"
Xu Ye finished his phone call. This man's bewildering behaviors after he was drunk were endless, and he immediately started drinking hot pot bottoms.
Li Zhen didn't have the time to care about the pretty lady No. 3, so he jumped up from his seat and held Xu Ye's head to keep him away from the red oily bottom of the pot: "Damn it! You should be sober!"
Because Xu Ye drank too much, the party could not continue, so Da Pao took Xu Ye back by the way.
Before Xu Ye was dragged away, he was still yelling: "Hotpot base! Let's have another pot!"
Da Pao was convinced, and before leaving, he said: "I really want to record it and repeat it a hundred times in front of you tomorrow. Brother, let's go first."
In fact, Lu Yan knew that he hadn't felt the excitement of Li Zhen and the others at the moment when he was shortlisted. After the meeting, he returned to the Seventh District, took a shower, lay on the bed, and then looked through the shortlist. The upper and lower blood gradually became hotter.
It was almost twelve o'clock, and Xiao Heng was still typing on the keyboard.
Lu Yan looked at the list for a while, then went to look at the person smoking in front of the computer, and remembered something: "You were not surprised when the list came out just now."
Xiao Heng shook his smoke: "What's so surprising?"
Xiao Heng said this, as if it was normal for them to be shortlisted.
Although Lu Yan said he was confident on the day of the audition, he was somewhat worried about "what if he doesn't get selected". There are too many excellent underground bands, so he dare not be arrogant at all: "Just trust me like that?"
"Well," Xiao Heng faced him through the computer, and the person who warned him not to push his feet in the hot pot restaurant showed a casual expression, "Aren't you awesome."
Lu Yan turned over on the bed.
"Say it again?"
Xiao Heng repeated.
Maybe I drank too much wine just now.
Only now did Lu Yan feel a little over the top.
Lu Yan lay back contentedly, and took a last look at the list, and saw a name in the middle.
Xiao Heng waited for a long time, praised him for being great but didn't respond, typed the last line, looked up at him, and found Lu Yan lying on the bed in a daze: "Stupid?"
Lu Yan's eyes fell on the shortlist, a member named 'Storm Band': "... I saw an old acquaintance."
The Storm, bassist.
Procyon.
The name Nanhesan gradually overlapped with the face of biting a toothpick and asking him "what are you playing, guitar?" under the blurred lights of Jizhou Music Bar four years ago.
Then the man's voice said again:
"You are the seventh member of the band, so let's call you Seventh."
Lu Yan clearly remembered that the man had a mole under his eyes, he didn't usually go to class, he was studying in a junior college, and he skipped classes even more exaggeratedly than him. When not rehearsing, he works in the bar, stands at the bar and mixes drinks, and when a customer tipped him frivolously, he would just laugh, his slender eyes narrowed, and a backhand is a wine bottle, which hits people's foreheads hit.
Xiao Heng turned off the computer and asked halfway: "Old acquaintance?"
Lu Yan: "I used to be...the captain of the band."
Xiao Heng has some impressions of his original band: "Black Heart?"
"Well," Lu Yan stared at the line and said, "But he changed the band."
Not playing under the name of Black Heart, but a strange Storm Band.
Lu Yan left the group in a hurry. He came out of the hospital and stood at the train station with his ticket before sending a text message to his teammates, telling them that he was going to Xiamen. He couldn't say goodbye face to face, and couldn't face questions like "why don't you play the guitar".
After leaving Jizhou, he changed his number, and for a long time avoided being the "old seven", and naturally lost contact with the band members.
It's not uncommon for bands to break up.
Lu Yan still couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional. Back then, he said he was going to break out of Jizhou's band, but in the end he didn't.
It was the next afternoon that Lu Yan and the others officially received the email from the program team.
Congratulations to the band Vent for passing the audition:
Please arrive at the hotel designated by the program group to participate in the pre-match meeting before 2:00 p.m. on the 18th. Due to recording needs, the program recording period will be fully closed for two months...
There are too many words, and Lu Yan can't read them all at a glance. Most of them are matters that need to be paid attention to during closed recording.
Wait... closed.
Lu Yan read it twice before realizing that this closure means being separated from someone for two months.