Xiao Heng directly found a set of clothes and dry towels from Lu Yan's closet.
Unscrew the shower switch.
Only now did he finally feel a little bit coming out of Xiao's house.
It seemed to give an explanation to Xiao Heng who was more than 20 years ago.
... From now on, he will really be just Xiao Heng.
It's not Xiao, the young master of the Xiao Group.
He is just himself.
Thinking of this, Xiao Heng felt light all over his body. He closed his eyes and let the cold water rush down his face.
Group Xiao Heng of the project team did not quit. Since he moved his things and left the studio, the group messages have been constantly being posted.
Xiao Heng simply finished washing and turned off the water.
When he looked at his phone again, there were no less than a hundred posts in the group. He leaned against the sink and clicked in, and found that the group messages had changed from the full screen of "what happened?" and random guesses, to the latter.
-Boss, no matter what you do, brother will support you.
- yes boss.
-If you want something, just say it, and the brothers will do it for you.
- Boss, there is a chance... If there is another chance in the future, I will work on projects with you.
- Upstairs +1.
Xiao Heng finished flipping and was about to open the door to go out when he heard an intermittent guitar sound.
It was Lu Yan who was practicing the piano.
Hum while playing.
He is no longer playing the guitar as stutteringly as before, as long as his fingers don't last too long, the sound he can make is decent.
Xiao Heng remembered the day when he first entered the building, this person couldn't even press the chords, and the sound was all muffled, and he still had the confidence to use the electric guitar plugged into the electric box, and the sound was transmitted from upstairs. .
Although Lu Yan's speed of changing chords is still very slow now, and the things he plays are not too skillful, they are indeed much better than back then.
If this is included in the upgrade game, it means that a player has worked hard for four years and has finally reached another level from the Stubborn Bronze.
Xiao Heng looked out the window, only to find that the sky was sunny.
In the next few days, Lu Yan was busy with business matters. He went to Cannon's school twice to see the venue and rehearsal, and even sat down with their department heads for a few glasses of wine.
Although the school of Des Price is known for its low scores, it has a unique school spirit and can meet all kinds of weird music students along the way.
It is completely different from the rigorous academic school.
Seeing Xu Ye was amazed again and again: "I just passed by the playground, and they seem to be in class... Can you still be like this in class in your school, not in the classroom?"
Da Pao: "The vocal music teacher likes to take us out to practice, and next week he said that he will go climbing to practice lung capacity."
Xu Ye imagined a scene of a group of people singing while climbing a mountain.
"The world of your art students is too amazing."
Not only are the students miraculous, but even the head of the department is unconventional.
The dean of the department is about forty years old, and he has an unconvincing golden rock curl.
"I heard from that kid Dai Peng," the head of the department poured them two glasses of wine, "you are a band that has suffered setbacks and refused to give up, with persistence and dreams."
Lu Yan: "..."
Cannon cocked his ass and bent over to write a review here, and he can still get involved with these.
In fact, Da Pao’s 1,500-word review was written all afternoon, during which he kept talking, so much that the head of the department wanted to kick him out and told him that it was all right, and I don’t want this review anymore. .
Dean of the department: "I watched your program later, the students of our school are in school..." The dean of the department wanted to say that it is very remarkable to have achieved such results during school, but when he thought about the fact that Da Pao had just entered school, at best it was military training. The festival did not go up, so I changed my words, "In short, it is not easy to achieve such a result."
The head of the department shook his head and smiled, pouring down the glass of wine in his hand, feeling: "Young people are still motivated."
Inspired by Da Pao's "energy", Xu Ye decided to rely on his own strength and make some contributions to the band.
The next day, I ran to knock on the door of the school leader.
As a result, he was kicked out without mercy.
"Why?" After the rehearsal, Xu Ye pondered on the stage, "I didn't even have time to finish a sentence."
"Your leaders?"
"Head of the Department of Computer Science and Technology."
Li Zhen laughed at him: "... You are a goddamn ghost, can you find a counterpart."
Lu Yan also laughed after hearing this.
After laughing, Lu Yan changed the subject and asked, "How is Auntie's attitude now?"
Mentioning this, Xu Ye scratched his head, and said a little embarrassedly: "My mother was stubborn, and she didn't say whether she supported it or not. Later, my father told me that during the competition, she created several accounts to vote for us. "
Li Zhen patted him: "It's ok, I tell you, women are hard-talked and soft-hearted, and my mother used to be like this..."
There is no need to set up their commercial performance venue at all. An open stage is built on the school square, and students usually organize performances spontaneously.
Lu Yan wandered around the university campus for two days, and seemed to be a student too.
After the rehearsal, Lu Yan sat on the edge of the stage, swinging his legs, and took a picture of the campus scenery with his mobile phone. In the photo, there were students coming and going with piano bags on their backs, and some gathered on the basketball court to practice their voices. people.
Just as Lu Yan finished filming, Xiao Heng sent a message.
[Xiao Heng]: We didn't agree.
Xiao Heng went to a company to discuss cooperation today.
This technology company has long offered him an olive branch, and its main job is the development of mobile phone chips.
Xiao Heng was still working on the project at hand before, so he didn't think about it at all.
Things are different now. Even if I have an idea for the next project, I can’t do it for a while. In addition, the previous project really started relatively hastily, with no idea, lack of practical experience, and many detours.
If there is a suitable development position, it is not impossible to consider.
However, when we actually talked about it, we still found that the ideas did not match.
Lu Yan typed: It's okay, the next one will be better.
Xiao Heng turned back quickly.
[Xiao Heng]: Shouldn't Boss Yan say that it's okay, I'll take care of you
Lu Yan laughed.
After a few seconds, he sent: I support you.
After Lu Yan finished replying, he sent over the photo he just took.
[Xiao Heng]: Still in school
[Lu Yan]: Yes.
Xiao Heng left the technology company.
He knew that Lu Yan had saved money to miss the Conservatory of Music, so when he clicked on the photo, his first reaction was not the beautiful campus life.
After a long while, Xiao Heng replied: ... Envious
It would be a lie to say that I am not envious.
When Lu Yan was in Jizhou before, he slept in a bar grocery store, and the university campus life he imagined was almost the same as what he saw now. It was free, casual, flamboyant and enthusiastic, just like living in the sun. anything you want to do.
Thinking about it now is nothing but sentimental.
Lu Yan glanced at the passing crowd again.
[Lu Yan]: I'm a little bit envious.
[Lu Yan]: But I don't regret it.
There is no right or wrong in choosing or being forced to choose on the road of life. It's just a change of road to see another scenery. As far as he is concerned, what he learned in the school of "society" is far more important than four-year university.
Lu Yan was too lazy to type, so he simply sent a voice message. He pressed the recording button with one hand and said, "It was true before, and I gave up on myself for a while. But after thinking about it, if the previous things hadn't happened, there would be no VENT, no Will move into District 7, also…”
When Lu Yan said this, he paused, and there was a bit of a smile in his words: "I won't meet you either."
—If it is because I want to prepare to meet you, I will come no matter how difficult this road is.
Before Lu Yan went back, he turned to the vegetable market to buy some food.
Xiao Heng opened the door and came in, and what he saw was that Lu Yan was tossing the pot.
Lu Yan had just taken a shower, his hair was slightly damp, and he was wearing his T-shirt.
He shook it twice, turned off the fire after collecting the juice, and opened the window to diffuse the oily smoke.
"Are you back?" Lu Yan didn't look back, and said, "It's just right, I can cook some more soup."
Xiao Heng turned his head from behind him and kissed him: "What did you do?"
Lu Yan: "Braised pork."
After Lu Yan finished speaking, he picked up a piece with chopsticks, ready to taste the saltiness by himself.
Xiao Heng saw the opportunity, lowered his head and snatched the mouth away.
"... Fuck," Lu Yan pushed him, "Are you a dog?"
"Our family only has one dog." Xiao Heng had no intention of robbing Lu Yan of the dog's name, "Dog Yan."
After Xiao Heng yelled, Lu Yan himself laughed: "Don't tell me, didn't the countryside like to take soil names in the past, it's easy to raise..."
Xiao Heng: "Are you really called Gouyan?"
Lu Yan: "Not much worse."
Lu Yan turned around, and raised his hand to touch Xiao Heng's chin: "However, if you are in our village, you are usually called rich."
After the meal, Xiao Heng washed the dishes, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Lu Yan began to hold the piano and play a few melodies that he had never heard before.
After listening to it for a while, Xiao Heng pulled a towel to wipe his hair, went out and asked, "I've been playing it for several days, which song is it?"
Lu Yan sat in front of the computer and changed a chord, saying, "New song."
After he finished plucking the strings, he picked up the pen and marked out the original chord part on the paper.
Lu Yan: "There is an online drama that contacted our band on Weibo, probably because I watched the show... but the price is not high." When Lu Yan said this, he raised his eyes and said, "But you can still afford it."
With his upper body naked, Xiao Heng passed by him and rubbed the top of his head: "You really plan to make money to support me?"
Lu Yan: "Didn't you sell everyone to me?"
Xiao Heng let go of his hand rubbing his head.
Lu Yan thought he was going to sleep, but after a short while, he heard the screeching sound, and turned his head to see Xiao Heng resting his hands on the buttons of his trousers, unbuttoning the trousers he had just put on a little.
The man has a thin waist and abdomen, and has nothing on his upper body.
Xiao Heng: "There is nothing to repay."
"..." If it wasn't for the urgent urging from the opposite party, Lu Yan would have followed him, "Brother Heng, don't be a hooligan."
Xiao Heng buttoned the button back with some pity.
Due to the long-term cultivation of immortals during this period, Xiao Heng was urged by Lu Yan to lie on the bed and close his eyes to sleep: "Do you have anything to do, go to sleep if you have nothing to do."
For a while, there was only the sound of Lu Yanshi playing two pieces of guitar from time to time.
Lu Yange's reformation is almost the same, and he plans to do it from beginning to end.
However, after playing a whole piece in a row, the hand speed couldn't keep up at all.
After flicking his wrist, he tried a few more times, and decided to go to electronic music and listen to the effect.
Just when Lu Yan was about to put the piano on the side, a piece of warm chest was caught off guard - Lu Yan's computer seat had no room for a chair, so he could only sit directly at the end of the bed, Xiao Heng got up and went can touch him.
This posture is no different from holding him in his arms.
Immediately afterwards, the man said in a low voice: "I can't sleep."
His biological clock can't be adjusted for a while, and he is usually still typing on the keyboard at this point, and he can't suppress it no matter how active his thinking is.
Xiao Heng squinted his eyes, stretched out a hand horizontally from behind him like this, breathed all his breath on the base of his ear while speaking: "...how do you press this?"
Xiao Heng lowered his head and looked over Lu Yan's shoulder to see his fingers.
Lu Yan didn't have time to let go of the gesture he pressed just now. is a very simple C chord.
His fingering is quite beautiful, and it is pleasing to the eye just by looking at it without playing it.
Xiao Heng couldn't help but take a second look.
Lu Yan is famous for his good fingering. When Huang Xu and Daming first joined the team, Huang Xu didn't know his strength. When he saw his hand, he sighed: "Damn this hand, this layer Cocoon, you must be a master."
No matter how Huang Xu urged, Lu Yan never played in front of them.
It was because they got to know each other later, Lu Yan was so annoyed that he couldn't stand it, so he said, "Okay, I'll show you guys a hand."
Lu Yan picked up the piano.
Huang Xu didn't even blink his eyes: "This posture of holding the piano is standard! Hey! Look at this fingering! This looks like the best of the best... What the hell are you playing?!"
Surrounded by people from behind like this, Lu Yan couldn't move, and moved his fingers uncomfortably: "Do you want to play? Want to play Lao Tzu..." Teach you.
Before I could say these two words to teach you, Xiao Heng's hand had already stuck it.
To be precise, it covered his fingers.
The fingertip touched the first knuckle of his finger gently.
A force firmly nailed the string that could not be pressed down to the grade.
"What are you doing in a daze?" Xiao Heng slightly exerted force on his left ring finger, reminding him, "Play it."
Lu Yan plucked the strings.
Xiao Heng seemed to have found a new toy, and thought it was very interesting, so he closed his eyes halfway, leaned his chin on his shoulder, and pressed wherever Lu Yan changed his fingers.
The sound of the piano flowed slowly.