Of course there is no tunnel ahead.
Passing through the commercial street, the door opened, and a wave of people poured into the car, crowding the rear half of the car to the brim.
No chance at all.
No matter how much Lu Yan disregarded other people's opinions, he would not be able to do openly intimate things.
He could only move his fingers to touch Xiao Heng's: "You bought it from Sister Lan?"
"That's right."
Lu Yan thought that the time point should be in the near future, but Xiao Heng said again: "Just the time you ran out." When it came to running, Xiao Heng prolonged his voice and jokingly said, "What were you doing so fast at that time?"
Lu Yan didn't want to recall the Waterloo in his life again: "This paragraph is over, I don't want to talk, can I just shut up?"
Xiao Heng: "The ears are so red—"
"..."
At that time, Lu Yan himself was not in a good mood.
Putting this emotion on my heart too carefully, I dare not act rashly at all. There is nothing to do with it.
After a while, Lu Yan said: "If you don't run away, I'm afraid I can't help it. If I had held your hand and told you that I have feelings for you..."
Xiao Heng said: "Then the time we spend hanging out will probably move forward a bit."
This is no different from saying "I like you too".
After the photo was taken that day, Sister Lan insisted on giving money, but after Xiao Heng refused several times, the two fell into a stalemate. Sister Lan has a straight temper, if she can't get the money out, she won't be able to sleep well at night.
In the end, Xiao Heng didn't know what he was thinking, and he asked Sister Lan for the pair of rings by some ghost or ghost.
Sister Lan picked up the two rings: "That's fine, when you and Lu Yan are free, I'll invite you two to have dinner together... It seems that you really like this ring? Are you going to give it to your sweetheart? However, the number of mouths in this circle may not be appropriate... "
The two iron rings were lying in the palm of Xiao Heng's hand, as if they were still warmed by the temperature of Lu Yan's hand just now, Xiao Heng interrupted: "It's suitable."
It couldn't have been a better fit.
Xiao Heng said in his heart that it was the person wearing the ring who ran away.
Grandpa Zhai is quiet and doesn't live in the city center. Zhai's house is not far from the Seventh District. When the bus arrived at the station, the two went upstairs. Before they could turn on the lights, Xiao Heng was pressed against the wall by a light force the moment he entered the door. superior.
Lu Yan's hand strength is small, but his momentum is not weak, with a posture of "don't move for me".
This man went out to visit the old man Zhai today, and he was dressed more formally than usual. Every time Lu Yan saw him wearing a shirt, Lu Yan always thought of the words "dressed beast". Light, pampering him quietly.
Lu Yanyan hooked his chin with his hand and forced him to lower down a little more.
While talking, Xiao Heng rubbed his back against the switch on the wall, the light above his head turned on instantly, he squinted his eyes, and the two kissed against the blurred and dazzling light.
In countless actual battles, Lu Yan has made rapid progress, and is no longer that coward who would blush after being teased a few times maliciously. He deftly opened the barrier with the tip of his tongue, moist, ambiguous, all the breaths were intertwined.
At this moment, Lu Yan has a somewhat shameless posture on the stage. While sucking his lips and teeth, he let go of the hand pinching the man's chin, and the hand dropped, his fingers moved slightly, and the button of the shirt on Xiao Heng's body was unbuttoned. Untie them one by one.
After opening his shirt, Lu Yan's hand directly touched the man's hot skin.
"Don't you want to fuck me?" Lu Yan said.
Maybe because tomorrow is the day to record in the studio.
Perhaps it was the thought that they would not see each other for two months.
This night, they worked crazily than ever before. The clothes were scattered on the ground one by one, and finally Lu Yan fell heavily into the bed. They tirelessly left sweat and marks on each other.
The sound insulation in the building is not good, Lu Yan's voice is suppressed and restrained, very low, he lowered his head, his whole back was tense, and the bony butterfly bones were like wings hidden behind his back, he couldn't take it any longer There was a crackling sound between the lips and teeth.
afterwards.
It was a mess.
Xiao Heng sat disheveled in front of the computer, typing codes while smoking.
Lu Yan sat on the bed with his legs bent, not feeling sleepy. He held a recording pen in his hand and pressed the switch.
There is no sound in the room, but it seems to be able to record all the lingering smells in the air.
After opening the window to ventilate, Zhang Xiaohui's voice from the script book came faintly outside the window, and Xiaonian's mother scolded from time to time: "How much does one plus one equal?!"
These scattered daily chores were all collected into the recording pen.
The clearest of these are the sound of the keyboard and the man's almost inaudible breathing with smoke.
Lu Yan usually uses it to collect materials, and sometimes he will listen to it when he is not inspired to write a song.
He was still in Jizhou when he bought the first recording pen, and he recorded almost all the streets and alleys of Jizhou. Later, the most frequent place to record was the bar storage room, recording his own breathing in the dead of night. Then think about when you can leave here.
Lu Yan recorded a few paragraphs intermittently.
Xiao Heng typed a few lines of code, and looked up at him: "Have you finished packing up, don't sleep yet."
"... I'll sleep in a while," Lu Yan said, "I'll record the sound for a while."
After Lu Yan finished speaking, the room was quiet for a while.
Xiao Heng suddenly called his name.
"?"
"I like Lu Yan."
"Lu Yan is my wife."
The breathing light on the recorder flashes.
Lu Yan's heart was beating along with the breathing light. He couldn't hold back his heartbeat, and buried his face in his knees: "...what nonsense, who is your wife."
"I've already worn my ring, you are not who you are."
It’s not that Xiao Heng has never heard of Lu Yan’s history when he played in a band, and there were quite a few male fans who yelled ‘Lu Yan, I love you’ in the audience at the fourth anniversary concert. Thinking of this, he said: "If someone messes with you during the game..."
"This kind of situation..." Lu Yan wanted to say how could it happen, why are there so many musicians who came to him to confess their love, but after a second thought, "It's not impossible."
"—tell him to go away."
Lu Yan pretended to have a headache: "There's nothing I can do about my popularity. When I first debuted, I still had a nickname, Boy Killer."
Xiao Heng: "Killer, do you also want to try the taste of death?"
This Wuming Fei was so jealous, Lu Yan smiled for a long time: "Are you jealous of the king? You can eat the air."
18th, sunny day.
Lu Yan packed his luggage in advance. He didn't pay much attention when he went out. He only put a few sets of clothes and simple daily necessities in the box. The biggest piece of luggage is the piano on my shoulders.
The car Li Zhen called stopped at the gate of District 7. As soon as Lu Yan walked out, three heads popped out of the car, the most gorgeous of them said with a smile: "Brother, let's go, let's go for the championship!"
Lu Yan also smiled: "Let's go."
Li Zhen sat in the co-pilot: "Did your guy come to see you off?"
Lu Yan stuffed the suitcase into the trunk and closed the trunk again: "I didn't let him get down."
What to send, do not pretend to be hypocritical.
Lu Yan was not used to the atmosphere of saying goodbye, and he heard everything he wanted to say.
—He just rushed up, with him behind him.
Xu Ye's vacation is less than a month away, and he took a long vacation in advance to participate in this competition.
"Xu Ye has finished asking for leave, how about you, Da Pao?" Li Zhen asked in the car, "You just started your freshman year, freshman registration, can you not go?"
Xu Ye reminded: "Not only reports, but also military training."
Li Zhen: "Ah yes, military training, I've graduated for so many years, I forgot—what are you doing, Da Pao?"
Da Pao started his freshman year, and he had a one-month military training period.
Da Pao is worthy of being a person who came out of Jizhou. He was very calm and did not panic at all: "I am looking for a substitute. From today onwards, I am no longer Dai Peng."
Lu Yan, Xu Ye, Li Zhen: "..."
The pre-game meeting is held in the form of lunch.
The program team booked an entire floor in the hotel, two bands at a table, Captain Spade held a chicken leg in his hand, saw Lu Yan coming, waved the chicken leg and called him: "Here! There's still room here!"
Lu Yan walked over, and he found that there were camera positions everywhere, and the camera swayed from table to table, and occasionally stopped in front of a certain table to record the conversation between the band members.
Before sitting down, Lu Yan tried to look for Nan Hesan in the chaotic dining room, but there were too many people, so he searched around to no avail: "Have you seen the Storm Band?"
Captain Spade buried his head in his mouth and slurred his speech: "Senmo Band?"
"Forget it," Lu Yan said, "Eat yours."
After the camera swayed for half a circle, it finally stopped. In the huge crowd, Vent was still very eye-catching, and one of the cameras finally recorded for a long time at their desk.
The pre-match meeting talked about the rules of the game and things to pay attention to during the recording.
Finally, there is some mobilization: "First of all, congratulations to everyone who has successfully passed the test. I know that some of you here may have been underground for many years, four years, five years, or even ten years. This summer, domestic bands will enter a— A whole new era started by you!"
At the same time as the judge's voice fell, more than a dozen people in the audience stood up and raised their glasses.
Lu Yan grabbed the wine glass with a few fingers and stood up, and the camera position next to him happened to be close to him. Lu Yan really liked this mobilization declaration. He smiled. The man in the camera showed an extremely sinister appearance. He put the wine glass in his hand, and put a ring on his slender finger. The women's ring is not obtrusive on his finger.
boom.
"cheers."
After the meeting ended, 30 bands and nearly 100 people took the bus to the closed recording location. The dormitory was a room for four people, and they only had half an hour to pack their things when they arrived.
Two months is not enough time. After Lu Yan went in, he realized that all the recordings were made regardless of day or night.
The scenes that need to be recorded on the first day include "moving dormitory", "band introduction" and "drawing lots for the first performance".
The rhythm is much faster than they imagined.
The introduction of the band is to go into the studio group by group, sit and talk about their ideals, and talk about how hard their band has been since it was founded.
Lu Yan and the others lined up at the back. When it was their turn, Xu Ye was too nervous to speak. Li Zhen felt that Lu Yan was the face of the team, so he voted unanimously for Lu Yan to speak.
Lu Yan thought about many situations where he sat there and talked about "how is our band?" He is a person who can advertise his band crazily during the live broadcast, but when he really faces the camera, all those fancy things disappear out of thin air .
only left with…
Li Zhen looked at Lu Yan's sudden awesomeness, his heart skipped a beat, and he said that although Lu Yan was in charge of the facade, he seemed to have forgotten one very important thing.
But he has no room for repentance, because Lu Yan has already said to the camera: "Hi everyone, we are the Vent band. Let's go back and play with a championship."
Li Zhen: "..." That's too arrogant, bro.
Other bands have tried their best to play the emotional card.
But you only care about talking harshly.
The author has something to say: Lu Yan: I am a ruthless person.