"One... one thousand?"
"One thousand."
Tang Jiandong put the business card on the table and said, "Please send it to this address."
Tang Jiandong came out of the video store, put the pipe to his mouth and took a puff.
There are too many factories in the lower city area, the air quality is turbid, and it looks gray in the past. He walked out a few steps and found that there was a Trust-Mart supermarket across the street, and there was a V group poster at the entrance of the supermarket.
These four young people probably don't have much money, and the whole poster is full of cheap air, and there are extremely blunt traces of retouching that can be seen with the naked eye.
In the picture, Lu Yan is squatting in the middle, his face is slightly lowered, his eyes are especially fierce from this angle, and he has the aura of "I am the worst boy on this street".
Cannon stood beside him, arms folded.
Li Zhen stood on the other side, and the two looked like guardians on the left and right.
Xu Ye is completely hard-boiled, he looks obedient, no matter how thick the eye shadow is, it still can't stop the student spirit.
Tang Jiandong scanned the faces of the group of people on the poster.
This is actually a combination of very different styles, and it is even difficult to connect these four faces together.
Tang Jiandong stared at it for a while, then shook his head, hummed a few out-of-tune songs, and walked to the other side of the road.
The next day, it was just dawn.
The alarm clock that Xiao Heng had set in advance rang twice, and then he turned to press the alarm clock with one hand.
Xiao Heng sat up with his upper body naked, worried about disturbing the people next to him, he habitually reached out and smoothed the long hair of the person next to him scattered on the side of his face.
Lu Yan half-opened his eyes: "What time?"
Xiao Heng said: "It's still early, you go to bed."
After Lu Yan woke up, he couldn't fall asleep, so he just sat up and looked at him.
After the man got out of bed, he dug out a piece of clothing from the closet and put it on. Sitting in front of the computer and typing on the keyboard all day did not affect him at all. His abdominal muscles are still six pack, but he has lost a little weight. His old clothes look a little empty on him.
The ends of the hair are dyed a little red, the color is not eye-catching, and you can't see it unless you look carefully.
Lu Yan squinted his eyes for a while.
That was what he put on his hair by the way when he was tinkering with hair dye cream at home.
The purple highlight dyed by the band before the competition faded seriously after the competition. Although it is not ugly to fade to yellow, Lu Yan is prone to aesthetic fatigue and can't help tossing around.
When I came back from the bar performance that night, in addition to the box cover from the supermarket, I also took a bottle of hair dye from the shelf.
The color is very modern, and it is the favorite color of the 40-year-old aunt in ten miles and eight towns.
He wiped himself casually a few times, and put the gloves with pungent smell in front of Xiao Heng: "Would you like some?"
Xiao Heng sat in front of the computer without stopping his hands: "What is this?"
Lu Yan said, "Hair dye cream."
Xiao Heng: "Son, get out."
"Try it," Lu Yan held the bowl in one hand, and advised him, "This box is 18 yuan, it's a waste if you don't wipe it off."
Xiao Heng pressed the last button, then looked up at him: "Do I have to call you Master Lu at the entrance of the village?"
"The name Master Lu is too unfashionable," Lu Yan said, "You can call me Tony."
Xiao Heng pushed the keyboard in, got up and planned to go to the bathroom, when he passed by him, he gently pushed his forehead with the palm of his hand and said, "... I'll help you."
Lu Yan stood in front of him and prevented him from passing.
Xiao Heng got a headache when he smelled it, but Lu Yan's reaction made him change his mind: "It's not impossible."
He lowered his eyes: "...calling Dad?"
Lu Yan's hair was caught in strands by the hair dye, and he combed his whole head back. He was used to it for a long time and shouted without any psychological burden: "Dad."
Fine.
Let him do whatever.
Even if he was dragged to burn the killer who was the first time we met, he would admit it.
Xiao Heng's hair was not bleached like Lu Yan's, and it was not so obvious when it was dyed.
Xiao Heng put on his clothes, turned into the cubicle and finished washing. Hearing the sound of Lu Yan getting up to put away his things, he looked up at the mirror in front of him and asked, "Where's the shirt in my closet?"
Lu Yan said, "I've washed it."
This washing means that he "smoothly" passed through it for another day yesterday.
Xiao Heng usually doesn't think about finding that shirt to wear when he has nothing to do. Lu Yan asked again: "Aren't you going to the base today?"
"Well," Xiao Heng said, "the general framework of the project is almost established, and the planning proposal is also being continuously improved. I have to go out for sponsorship in the past few days."
There are a total of six computers in the base.
Except for Xiao Heng, the other five are all students. It is beyond Lu Yan's imagination that the project can advance so quickly under such conditions.
Due to the lack of manpower, Xu Ye would occasionally be caught by a strong man to make up for it, and Lu Yan could hear about Xiao Heng's base from Xu Ye's mouth during normal rehearsals.
The bass player of the V group was often carried out by arms after class, all the way to the off-campus base, and pressed in front of the computer to help his lead singer write scripts. This move directly led to Xu Ye's extremely rapid development in the computer field.
Anyway, Xiao Heng has everything that the teacher has taught and has not taught in class.
Under the maintenance of high-intensity band training, Xu Ye's professional class scores also broke into the top ten of the whole department in an unexpected manner.
When Xu Ye got the report card, he said to Lu Yan: "At this moment, I feel complicated and excited. I want to thank the two people very much. Thank you Brother Lu for taking me to the dream music circle... Thank you Brother Xiao for giving me extra lessons. "
Lu Yan went to the rooftop to collect the shirts for Xiao Heng, and after collecting them, he said, "Which company are you going to today?"
Xiao Heng put on his shirt, bent over and tied his tie in front of the mirror: "Qihong Technology."
"A big company." Lu Yan had heard the name of this company before.
Different from the company last time, Qihong was at the top of the list of technology companies. If they could win the sponsorship of this company, the project would have been more than half successful.
Xiao Heng stood up straight, and went through the draft prepared in advance in his mind.
Lu Yan wanted to help him adjust the position of the tie, and it happened to be on his hand, and he felt that his hand was a little cold.
"What time is the appointment?"
"Ten o'clock in the morning."
"Okay, nothing left."
"Except for leaving my boyfriend at home," Xiao Heng lowered his head and approached him, "I have left nothing else."
Lu Yan didn't let go after the adjustment, not only didn't let go, but even pulled him to his side by his tie.
Lu Yan just woke up, his eyes were still a little foggy, the eyelids were raised, and one earring was forgotten before going to bed at night, and it was tangled with a few strands of hair. He said in a hoarse voice: "Kiss your boyfriend before you leave. .”
Xiao Heng lowered his head a little more.
Nostrils in his ears.
Then Xiao Heng turned his head sideways, and the hot temperature fell on his lips impartially.
Lu Yan leaned back against the edge of the table, and waited for Xiao Heng to go out with the file bag before saying: "Don't be nervous, they are blind if they can't be selected."
Congested Monday.
Xiao Heng went out an hour earlier, and the time was just right when he arrived downstairs at Qihong Technology Company. He sat in the lobby and waited for a while, until the front desk received a call and answered a few times, then he hung up the phone and said to him: "The meeting is over, I'm really sorry, Mr. Xiao, you and I Go upstairs, this way."
The Science and Technology Building soars into the sky, and the elevator goes all the way to the 33rd floor.
The feeling of weightlessness lasts for a few seconds.
Ding sound.
Before the elevator door opened, Xiao Heng squeezed the ring on his hand with his thumb.
The next second, he stepped out.
There is a projector in the conference room, a circular conference table, and industry elites in suits and leather shoes are sitting around the conference table.
The leader was about sixty years old, although he was old, he opened a page of Xiao Heng's plan and read down a line.
"AI simulates a doctor."
"Programmer: Xiao Heng."
After Lu Yan sent Xiao Heng out, he tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep for a long time, so he simply took the key and went to the milk tea shop to open the shop in advance.
When the proprietress arrived, the store was already packed.
Get it clean.
The proprietress took a few rounds, but she really didn’t have anything to criticize, so she just said: “This straw has to be placed in the window, and it’s easy for customers to pick it up by themselves. Isn’t there a new activity in our store recently? When customers come, be more enthusiastic and introduce them to others. We now have such an activity of giving a cup of milk tea with full points... ”
"Okay," Lu Yan wiped his hands, "I'll just write a sign."
There is a small advertising board in the store that can be hung in front of the store.
After Lu Yan wrote the event information, he drew some cute little graffiti on it, but the writing was a bit sloppy, and it looked like that.
He took two steps back, took a picture of the advertising board full of hearts and cute emojis, and sent it to Xiao Heng.
Xiao Heng is probably still in a meeting and has no time to look at his phone.
Lu Yan didn't wait for a reply, but waited for the news from the manager of the video store.
[Store Manager]: Lu Yan! ! ! ! ! !
[Store Manager]: The sales volume has exceeded 10,000! ! ! ! ! !
Lu Yan was stunned for a moment, and was about to reply "Really, am I that awesome?"
The store manager followed up with two more: I wanted to tell you earlier, but the phone was out of battery, and I forgot to charge it after I got home, and I forgot it after taking a shower.
[Store manager]: Before closing the store yesterday, a fool came out of nowhere and bought a thousand copies in one go.
[Lu Yan]:...
[Lu Yan]: Which idiot? how does he look like? Physical characteristics
[Store manager]: He is not tall, he is a man.
[Lu Yan]: Brother, can you be more deficient in this adjective? I remember that there are surveillance cameras in your store, can you adjust the surveillance
[Store Manager]: Are you kidding me? In the downtown area, you mentioned monitoring to me... Looking around, there is no store in the downtown area that can afford monitoring.
Lu Yan wondered for a long time who the "not tall, male gender" person was.
I really couldn't figure it out, so I forwarded the chat records to the band group and invited my teammates to brainstorm together.
V group chat.
[Cannon]: Could it be my dad
[Li Zhen]: According to what you say, it might be my dad.
[Xu Ye]: Anyway, it can't be my dad, my dad is quite tall.
[Lu Yan]: Can't you break away from the category of 'dad'
Da Pao, Li Zhen, and Xu Ye said at the same time: I don't care, anyway, let me know who he is, he is my father.
Lu Yan smiled and sent a voice over, cursing "progress".
Lu Yan received the email when he was about to leave work.
Passenger traffic is okay today, and dozens of cups of milk tea have been sold. I am lying on the plastic table writing a song while waiting for my colleagues to come over to take over. My phone vibrates twice in my pocket.
[You have a new email].
Lu Yan seldom uses the mailbox. Although there is a message on Weibo about cooperation, please contact XXX mailbox, but there are not many band activities. Apart from the fact that there are many commercial activities looking for them when the band program just ended, there is nothing to do. "Related Cooperation".
Lu Yan didn't take it seriously at first.
It's just that there is another shopping mall opening and needs to find a hot spot for a band.
Two seconds later, the pen in his hand almost hit the table.
He probably knew who that silly hat who was not tall, male, and bought a thousand discs was.
In the email was a signing letter.
There is a contract in the attachment. The last time he saw a contract in the same format was in Ge Yunping's hands—Party A and Party B have negotiated and decided that Party A is Party B's agent. Both parties agree to sign an economic contract according to the following terms. The torn Party B only had the word Lu Yan.
And in the contract in front of me, the band "Vent" is clearly written in the Party B column.
Vent band, lead singer Lu Yan, guitarist Dai Peng, bassist Xu Ye, drummer Li Zhen.
There are only four words in the signature, Yinlang Records.
It was the Yinlang record that hadn't signed a band for ten years.
The stick figure sea wave on the logo is branded at the end. After the wave of rock and roll in the past nine years, the wind that once raged in China seems to be blowing back towards them.