You’re My Wonderwall

Chapter 71

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"Congratulations to the lead singer of the top four bands in the band program, the glorious return of Lu Yan, the light of the lower city."

On the night when Lu Yan went back, because it was too dark, he didn't notice any changes in the unit building. When he and Xiao Heng stepped on slippers and went downstairs to buy breakfast early the next morning, only then did they see that the giant banner on the side of the Seventh District building had changed its words.

Returning with glory.

Why are you so ashamed.

Before Lu Yan went downstairs, he guessed with Xiao Heng for a long time, and made an appointment whoever lost would go buy breakfast.

"I'm hungry."

"I'm hungry too."

The two were silent for a while after speaking.

"Brother Heng, you have a little conscience," Lu Yan pointed to the large piece that had been planted in his collar that hadn't disappeared yet, "How many times did you take pictures of me last night?"

Xiao Heng still had his eyes closed, but he opened his eyelids a little upon hearing this.

The two of them were too close, with Lu Yan's back facing the wall and the man's exposed large chest in front of him.

Xiao Heng thought about it carefully, and answered him: "Three and a half times."

In the last half of the time, Lu Yan really couldn't do it, he cursed "fuck" in a hoarse voice with red eyes, and finally helped him get it out with his hands.

After Lu Yan lost in the boxing game, he had no spirit of contract and forcibly dragged Xiao Heng out of the room.

Xiao Heng stood beside him and followed him downstairs. The clothes on him were picked out of Lu Yan's closet just now.

Xiao Heng: "When will your words count?"

Lu Yan: "Just do what you said yesterday, you mean what you fucking mean?"

Xiao Heng stopped talking.

Lu Yan thought that his mood after retiring from the competition should be more complicated. He was indeed in a daze for a long time before going out. He could not be said to be happy or sad, but more in a trance. This kind of trance comes from the sudden withdrawal from a period of repetitive life. There is no camera to shoot him continuously, and there is no rehearsal hall.

But in fact, when he came down from the downstairs, he heard Xiaonian's childish voice chanting abcd from the building, and he felt his feet slowly fall to the ground.

Viagra was busy with work and was about to be late. He ran downstairs like the wind. Passing by him, the whirlwind greeted him: "Brother Yan is back, good morning, Brother Yan is awesome! When I come back from get off work, let's have a good time." Have a drink!"

Lu Yan didn't have time to answer, Wei Ge rushed out of the building without looking back after saying this: "..."

The door of Sister Lan's room was also open, and she was moving out the packaged courier, which was quite heavy, so Lu Yan helped her by the way.

Lu Yan, a small marketing expert, went online: "I forgot to ask you for some earrings before the game, and by the way, I will advertise the things in your store..."

Sister Lan's eyes slid down, and finally landed on Lu Yan's hand, she smiled and said, "Isn't this wearing it?"

Lu Yan spread his fingers slightly, and also smiled: "Ah... yes."

Lu Yan walked down the last flight of stairs and pushed open the familiar door in District 7. The iron door was demolished and the company splashed a lot of red paint. In order to cover it, the whole door was simply painted red.

After the person walked out, there was a bang, and the door fell back again.

Lu Yan squinted his eyes and found that the sun was shining outside, which was a good weather.

"Have Megatron and his gang come again?" Lu Yan looked at Hong Qi and asked.

Xiao Heng said: "Come here, write four words on the door and leave."

Lu Yan: "What word?"

Xiao Heng: "Move out quickly."

"..." Lu Yan laughed, "It's their style, it must have been painted by Viagra."

Although Xiao Heng kept sending him various updates during the competition, Lu Yan walked on the road and kept asking: "Which team won the square dance at the end?"

Xiao Heng put this kind of thing behind him a long time ago, and said how could he have the time to take care of it: "It's in the third district."

"District 3," Lu Yan said, "That should be Aunt Niu's team."

Xiao Heng: "Do you even know what people's names are?"

Lu Yan: "I even know that my grandson is still in love when he just went to elementary school."

The name of the little square dance prodigy is not for nothing.

Lu Yan wandered around the square for a while, and successfully broke into the middle-aged and elderly groups. After exchanging Weichat accounts, he could occasionally receive voice messages from his aunts.

Although the banner of the banner of the seven districts, the light of the upper and lower districts, was something he boasted casually back then, but after the band's program was broadcast, Lu Yan did become popular as a representative of the lower districts. This "fire" is specifically manifested in the fact that after Xiao Heng ordered a few things, the boss who was still frying fried dough sticks looked up and saw Lu Yan, obviously excited: "You are on that TV!"

Lu Yan did not hesitate: "It's me."

Boss: "Can we take a picture together?"

"Yes," Lu Yan pointed to the things Xiao Heng ordered just now, "Then, are there any discounts for these?"

boss:"… "

Lu Yan: "Just get a 20% discount, and I'll come back to eat next time."

Xiao Heng had already found an empty table, and after sitting down, he supported his head and smiled for a long time.

In the end, Lu Yan, relying on his status as the light of the downtown area, got a 20% discount. He took a roll of ten-cent notes that he found—a total of one yuan and fifty cents, and stuffed it into Xiao Heng's trouser pocket before sitting down: "Take it, Brother Yan." For your love, I can still buy two buns tomorrow morning."

Before Xiao Heng went out, he was worried that he would not be in a good mood after retiring from the competition. A normal person would inevitably fall from such a position.

But he soon found himself thinking too much.

The indescribable tension in Lu Yan's body has nothing to do with whether he is at a high or low altitude. Whether he is surrounded by stars and high above, or sitting at a breakfast stall in the downtown area drinking tofu nao...he is still the same Lu Yan.

Lu Yan lowered his head and chatted for a while while eating.

After the game, all members of Group V returned to their original life track.

[Li Zhen]: My student said that he voted hundreds of times for me. Don’t think that if you say this to please me, I will be able to forgive him for his double-jump network that has gone back ten months.

[Cannon]: Damn it.

[Cannon]: The substitute teacher I was looking for found out, because I said in the finals that my name was Dai Peng... Fuck, I'm going to go down in history on the penalty list of the Royal Conservatory of Des Price.

[Xu Ye]: I = = homework is piled up like a mountain, and there are still several new semester exams to be retaken.

Lu Yan put down the spoon, typed a reply, and sent out a word first: Me.

Everyone in the group was waiting for the content behind the word "I".

[Lu Yan]: I am having breakfast with my boyfriend.

[Li Zhen]:...

[cannon]:…

[Xu Ye]:...

Lu Yan even turned on the camera to take a picture of the sunlight, the dining table, and the corners of his and Xiao Heng's clothes.

Xiao Heng and Li Zhen also exchanged contact information, and the next second, his mobile phone on the table vibrated twice.

[Li Zhen]: Please take care of the boyfriend next to you who is having breakfast, and tell him not to show off.

Xiao Heng glanced at Lu Yan and vaguely guessed what this man had done.

After a few seconds.

[Xiao Heng]: I can't control it.

There was a child running towards them holding a fried stick. Lu Yan was afraid that his head would end up on the corner of the table, so he stretched out his hand and lightly pressed the child's head, leading him to turn a corner, and then asked: "Will you wait?" going to the studio?"

Xiao Heng: "Well, you remember to go to Zhai's house."

Lu Yan's appointment with Grandpa Zhai was after the game.

Xiao Heng asked again: "Do you remember the way?"

Even though Lu Yan said he remembered, he still received the detailed guidance route from Xiao Heng before leaving the house. Ignoring Xiao Heng's tone of guiding the blind when he wrote these, this old father's guide is still touching.

Lu Yan couldn't go there empty-handed, but he really didn't have any money with him, so he bought a fruit basket at the fruit shop in the end.

Grandpa Zhai didn't care too much: "Put it aside, you come in with me."

Grandpa Zhai's private physical therapy room is behind the study.

Grandpa Zhai: "In your situation..."

Lu Yan's situation is quite special. He didn't have much money back then, and the surgery performed in a small clinic in Jizhou, the diagnosis certificate was different from the actual situation. But unlike other patients, he has not stopped practicing in the past four years. Although the piano is stuttering, it is of great help to activate the joints.

The effects of the treatment are most noticeable during the first two weeks of physiotherapy.

Lu Yan was even able to play a few pieces of slower music gradually, but after two weeks, the healing effect stagnated.

"There's no rush," said Grandpa Zhai, "No one can guarantee whether each physical therapy will work or how long it will take to recover. Your recovery speed is much faster than most people now."

The current recovery speed is already unexpected, Lu Yan thanked her repeatedly.

Grandpa Zhai patted him: "If you really want to thank me, next time I will take your band to a bigger stage..." Grandpa Zhai is also a show chaser, and he has a very similar personality to Zhai Zhuangzhi, who practiced guitar hard to pick up girls. Like, when he said this, he blew his beard and stared, "What Ge Yunping, I don't think so."

The last episode of the band's program has come to an end.

The final debut band, the Storm Band.

The promotional photo is almost a personal portrait of Procyon, and the rest of the band are reduced to accompaniment. It is estimated that after the band's debut, the limelight will pass, and then even the accompaniment will not be needed.

Regarding Ge Yunping, Lu Yan didn't say much. He wasn't the type to gossip behind his back, even if there were conflicts, he couldn't comment on anything that wasn't from Ge Yunping's standpoint.

Ge Yunping called him once after the game.

After leaving the game and putting aside the business relationship, as far as the communication between the two is concerned, the woman speaks a lot more peacefully.

The first sentence she asked: "Do you regret participating?"

Lu Yan said: "No regrets, I never regret what I have done."

The temporary attention brought to them by the band’s new year program is not fake, the invitation to the music festival, the rising performance fees... and whether it is its original intention or not, it does bring the band culture into the audience’s field of vision to a certain extent .

In the second sentence, she asked, "What do you think... the band is?"

Lu Yan never thought that Ge Yunping would ask him about this.

This question was too sudden, and for a while, he couldn't think of a suitable and specific explanation that could be accurately described. In the end, he just said: "A band...is a kind of performance that you can't find from the accompaniment."

Ge Yunping was silent for a while, then hung up the phone.

After Lu Yan left Zhai's house that day, he went to the bar to rehearse in the afternoon, and after the rehearsal was over, he went to Xiao Heng's studio in the evening.

Xiao Heng's project became more and more critical as it got to the end. During this period of time, he was so busy that he fell asleep in seconds.

Xiao Heng was in a meeting when he went.

He bent down and quietly entered through the door, found an empty seat and sat down.

The curtain was drawn in a room less than fifty square meters, and a man stood on the stage. He talked about work in a different way than usual, and even his usual sloppy tone became sharper: "Look at your code, and then tell me once."

He is particularly difficult to get along with at work, and all his vicious and mean words before were focused on this: "Are you afraid that your code is too simple to be understood at a glance?"

"To be honest, I want to suggest you change careers."

"..."

After finishing the report on work issues.

Only then did Xiao Heng's tone soften, and he asked, "Are there any questions?"

Lu Yan lay on the computer desk without blinking his eyes. He just thought that Xiao Heng was so damn handsome now, and he couldn't help but feel his heart move slightly.

After Xiao Heng finished asking, he lowered his eyes and was about to end the meeting.

A voice came from the last row: "Yes."

Lu Yan raised his hand and said, "I want to ask when my boyfriend leaves work."