The landlord's escape route was very bumpy, and he kicked over several trash cans on the way.
The situation was deadlocked.
The landlord wanted to run to the right, but there were too many people on the opposite side, so he was forced to return to the middle of the road, but he didn't know that this was exactly what Viagra planned.
"Striker, prepare to assault—"
Fuck you.
This group of people came all the way to catch him, and there are things like assaulters? !
The landlord walked around two road piles in an S-shaped position, and almost slipped and fell over. In the next second, he found that Lu Yan had walked in front of him at some point.
Lu Yan ran fast, and followed Viagra's instructions to turn to another street and make a detour.
But he has no sense of direction, and it is all led by Xiao Heng.
Lu Yan rushed out from the opposite alley, stepped on the piles and jumped over, and suddenly appeared in front of the landlord like a whirlwind.
Viagra only counted Lu Yan's speed, and forgot to include his combat power. Only now did he remember this: "Brother Yan, can you fight this wave!"
Lu Yan: "Yes!"
"..." Xiao Heng said, "What the fuck, come back."
"Really can."
"What can you do, can you fly again?"
Lu Yan didn't answer, but shook the can of Coke brought out from the grocery store: "Have you ever played with soda cans?"
After Xiao Heng has been out for a while, his skills in haggling at the market and talking nonsense with others with his eyes open have improved. This is the first time he has seen the operation of soda cans.
Lu Yan used practical actions to let him know what it means to "fight without fighting".
Lu Yan usually has many conflicts with others, and it is inevitable that there will be unavoidable situations in the lower urban area.
What if we really fight
Only by tools.
Use whatever you have on hand, including the trash can you used last time.
I saw Lu Yan curled his fingers, opened a small opening of the can, put his index finger on the seam, and sprayed Coke mercilessly on the landlord's face, arrogantly: "Do you know the difference between a human and a beast? People use tools."
"..."
The landlord was so sprayed that he couldn't open his eyes, Viagra took the opportunity to step forward and pounced—
Before the landlord collapsed, he shouted in his heart: I think you are a beast! !
Is it human!
dark night.
A dozen people surrounded a disheveled man, and the leader squatted beside him wearing a hat.
The landlord's clothes were ripped into a mess. Lu Yan squatted beside him, holding the wallet he had just found out from his pocket: "Cash, yo, it's quite a lot, two thousand yuan."
Lu Yan continued to flip through, and found a bank card.
Just don't fight.
Lu Yan will always be able to maintain this "I am your father" murderous look.
He leaned over, pulled out the card, held it between his fingers and asked, "How much money do you have in your card?"
The landlord's face turned red and blue, and he reported a series of numbers.
The journey back seems to be a little faster than when it came.
Viagra accidentally touched an unknown button on the side of the steering wheel, the big speaker on the side lit up, and began to shout: "High-priced recycling of computers, air conditioners, refrigerators, washing machines—"
"..."
There is no waste product, but there is an extra sack on the tricycle.
The sack contained cash, plus a few IOUs.
"It's a good thing we caught it in time, otherwise we wouldn't be able to get any money back," Viagra sighed, "Xiaohui is not a loser this time. Although there is still a part of the shortfall, there is no rush for the rest. The IOU is clearly written , this time I definitely can’t let it go, by the way, Megatron said last time that he would give us another month at most, have you found a place to live yet?”
Residents in the building have been packing their things one after another these days.
Since District 7 said they would re-plan, they were forced into a struggle with dismantling the company, and the tug-of-war for nearly half a year finally came to an end.
Zhang Xiaohui: "I found a house near the film and television base. It costs more than 1,000 a month. The price is still reasonable. I will move there next month."
Lu Yan was busy working on the new album, and just changed the song so much that he changed one head and two big, he didn't care about it at all: "Nothing."
At the same time, Xiao Heng said, "I found it."
Lu Yan looked at him sideways: "When did you find it?"
"The day before yesterday, you were not there when the demolition company came to remove the wires." Xiao Heng took out his mobile phone and asked while looking for pictures, "Do you want to see it?"
"look."
"Tsk, it depends on calling him Dad."
"..."
Lu Yan was vaguely impressed by the fact that he called his father when he was drunk. Even though he was thick-skinned, his ears were still red. He grabbed Xiao Heng's phone directly: "Get out."
There are several chat records with the intermediary on the phone.
Compared with a few pictures, what Lu Yan saw first was the chat content.
Agent: In Qin, how many bedrooms do you want to rent
Xiao Heng: One bedroom.
Agent: Do you live alone~
Xiao Heng: No.
Lu Yan saw Xiao Heng replied three words.
Xiao Heng: Two people.
Although it is a one-bedroom, the suite is not small.
The layout is bright and spacious, with a bright and spacious living room, a balcony, a cloakroom, and even a study.
Lu Yan put on a brave face: "Did I say I want to live with you?"
After running all the way just now, the coat on Xiao Heng's body was taken off a long time ago, and the one inside was left: "Is it okay?"
Lu Yan handed the phone back, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, his eyes were squinted by the wind and he said, "Alright... when will you move?"
The contract is signed next month, and we have to wait for a while to move.
Both of them happened to be busy, one was busy preparing for the album, and the other project was advancing to a critical stage, so busy that they couldn't get enough sleep at night. When the contract date approached, the two woke up in the morning and faced each other, looking at each other's dark circles like looking in a mirror.
Fortunately, the two of them didn't have many things, so it didn't take too long to make arrangements.
Except for the pile of musical instruments, Lu Yan can handle other things in a box, and Xiao Heng has even fewer things, almost only a computer and a few sets of clothes.
"You don't have enough things." Lu Yan went to Yinlang Company to take a promotional photo early in the morning. Before leaving, he tidied up the closet and moved the things in the closet into cardboard boxes. He found that few things belonged to his boyfriend. "The computer is your body, Brother Heng."
Xiao Heng just got up from the bed, didn't put on any clothes, and stepped on the ground barefoot to watch him tidy up: "Why do men need so many things?"
As Xiao Heng said, he picked up an earring from the table.
Hold it in your hand and play with it for a while, then put it back into the box.
Lu Yan finished tidying up briefly, then turned his head and asked, "Are you going to the base later?"
"Not going today," Xiao Heng said, "There is an industry seminar in the afternoon."
Lu Yan still remembered the missed invitation last time.
Now that I think about it, it seems like a long time ago.
At that time, he had dreamed of Xiao Heng standing on the stage, with all the spotlights shining on him, a man who was determined, arrogant and arrogant.
Lu Yan said nonchalantly: "There is also the seminar thing? Will it be on stage... Which one is better than the last one?"
"I'll be on stage, as for which one is the best," Xiao Heng surrounded him from behind, half-closed his eyes a little tiredly, "...what question did you ask
Lu Yan wanted to turn around, but almost bumped Xiao Heng into the table next to him.
Xiao Heng was about to ask him why he was excited with a "tsk", when Lu Yan said: "I knew it."
"Um?"
"I know my dad is awesome."
Xiao Heng swallowed what he didn't say.
Xiao Heng didn't take this seminar seriously at first, but the light in Lu Yan's eyes was too bright, as if he was going to take the stage with pride.
Unable to bear it, he raised his hand to cover Lu Yan's eyes. He bent down and kissed him.
The seminar was similar to Lu Yan's imagination.
It was grand and serious, several media outlets were squatting in the front row with their cameras on their shoulders, and the podium was arranged very simply.
The title "International Symposium on Computer Science" was written on the background board.
After the lengthy opening speech, several representatives took turns to speak on stage.
"It's a great honor to be invited to participate in this international seminar, and to share some experiences with you here."
Xiao Heng raised his hand and tugged on his tie.
There are still various official speeches in my ears.
"We look to the future and meet the future!"
"The cultivation of international talents is a vital part of our development..."
End of speech.
The host lowered his head and took a quick glance at the speech, and then said into the microphone: "Next, we have a request for a rookie programmer who is developing a medical AI project, Mr. Xiao Heng—"
Xiao Heng got up.
The audience applauded like a wave.
Yinlang Records, in the conference room.
Tang Jiandong took a few sheets of paper handed over by Lu Yan and looked at them for a while. Their album preparations were almost done. After recording the title song, he felt that some parts were not in place, so he asked Lu Yan to change the song and record it again.
Tang Jiandong nodded: "This version is much better than the previous version after the revision."
"I feel so too."
"The prelude of the previous version was opened too much when it came up, and the climax part was not easy to produce effects."
"you're right."
"Well, you..." Tang Jiandong felt something was wrong when he said this.
After working together, he also got to know this person a little bit. How could Lu Yan be so well-behaved at ordinary times? He looked up and saw Lu Yan deserting, so he slapped the paper on the table and questioned: "You kid is not listening to me!"
Lu Yan sat across from Tang Jiandong, crossing his legs and scrolling through Weibo.
He was searching for the keywords of this seminar, hoping to see someone in the relevant information he found.
There is indeed relevant information.
A nympho blog.
[Netizen: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh In this industry where all employees are bald, does this kind of fairy appearance really exist? ! ! ]
Lu Yan gave him a thumbs up.
"I'm listening," Lu Yan continued to perfunctory, "I think the same as you."
"..."
Tang Jiandong roared: "It's the same! You can repeat what I said just now!"
Lu Yan did listen, but when he was distracted, he couldn't hear the whole content, so he said while trying to figure it out: "You said... Although the previous version was good, this version is even better."
Tang Jiandong: "I never said that."
Tang Jiandong paused for a while and said, "Okay, hurry up and record the song."
After Lu Yan and the others finished recording the parts that needed to be re-recorded in the recording studio, and the sound engineer finished tuning, Tang Jiandong carved the disc out.
Lu Yan received a CD box before leaving.
Very simple box, completely transparent, no sense of design. This unpackaged disc is the most original look of Vent's upcoming first album after signing.
It is not the first time that Group V has released an album.
However, everyone was holding it, excitedly not knowing how to react.
Li Zhen: "This disc... will be released next week?" It's not in an unknown small video store in the downtown area.
Da Pao also said in a daze, "Will it be seen by many people?"
Xu Ye opened his mouth: "Is this really ours?"
Although no one can guess how the quasi-album will sell, whether it will be a hit after it is released, or whether the audience will recognize it, Lu Yan feels assured at the moment he holds it in his hand.
Looking back afterwards, Lu Yan could still recall many voices he heard that day.
There are voices in the recording studio.
Huang Xu and Jiang Yaoming were chatting in the WeChat group, talking about his recent work. His tone was so ordinary that he could even joke with Li Zhen cheaply. At the end of the chat, he suddenly sighed silently, "That's great".
"It's good that you didn't give up."
And the bar owner who is a loyal fan: "Your band's super talk, is it useful for me to accumulate points? What is charting? When your album is released, where will you be charting?"
…
Finally, it was Xiao Heng who walked towards the street light, stood in front of him, and shouted: "Yanyan."
The sky was getting darker, probably because it had just rained a few days ago, and the gorgeous stars in the night sky were brighter than at any other time.
"Why are you waiting here?"
Lu Yan saw Xiao Heng getting off the bus from the rooftop, so he went downstairs to pick him up. He sat by the door and waited for Xiao Heng to come back. After waiting for less than half a minute, he opened the door and went in, pointing to the upstairs and saying: "I just saw you on the rooftop, so I stopped by. Today, Wei Ge and Sister Lan are cooking, and they made a table of dishes. Go up and eat?"
Xiao Heng asked: "When will they move?"
Lu Yan: "It's probably only two days."
When Xiao Heng went up, Viagra had already filled himself up, and pulled Sister Lan to talk about his failure in the police academy: "Brother told you, it was a summer—"
Lu Yan reminded him: "Brother, you have already said it just now."
Viagra: "Did I say it?" Viagra's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were confused, and he asked again, "Xiaolan, did I just say that?"
Sister Lan just smiled and said nothing.
Viagra’s desire to talk came and went quickly, and when he took a sip of wine, he still remembered what he was talking about last second, and after a while, he started a new topic: "Brother Yan, play... hiccup, play a song and listen to it."
Zhang Xiaohui: "Brother, you are here again."
Viagra: "It's been a long time since I heard you play the piano, where is your guitar?"
Zhang Xiaohui: "Brother, you are not sober now."
Viagra fell asleep before Lu Yan went down to pick up the piano.
Lu Yan felt a little itchy.
He has been too busy these days, playing the piano less than in the past, and the amount of training has also decreased. It’s okay not to mention Viagra, but once he said it, he really wanted to play a few songs.
After the dinner was over, Xiao Heng went back to the room to take a shower, and just opened the cubicle door when he saw Lu Yan holding the guitar and tuning it.
Lu Yan just finished shooting the promotional poster during the day, and he didn't take off his makeup and hair.
The man had long hair, and the finger that plucked the strings was curled, with a clear bone knot, and a chain was worn on his wrist. In addition to the vibration of the strings when he plucked the strings, there was also the sound of fine metal chains colliding.
After tuning, Lu Yan raised his head: "Is there anything you want to hear, brother Yan will play it for you."
Xiao Heng leaned against the compartment door and looked at him: "Anything is fine."
Lu Yan stood up with the piano on his back, speaking in a crazy tone, as if a well-known guitar master was about to give a concert: "Okay, I will show you today."
Lu Yan's piano skills are still the same.
Only this time the venue was changed.
Lu Yan opened the door and went out, found a random step in the corridor and sat down.
He leaned his back against the wall, with one long leg half bent, and the other leg took a few steps. In front of him was a spiral staircase.
When Lu Yan played the first note, Xiao Heng understood why he was sitting here.
The entrance of the stairs is narrow and cramped, and the sound is very easy to form an echo, which passes through the winding corridor after being superimposed layer upon layer.
It's a wonderful sound effect.
Lu Yan stuttered and played a section, and Xiao Heng recognized that this was the song he heard when he opened his eyes the day he came to District 7.
The sensor light in the corridor was broken long ago.
Lu Yan was half hidden in the darkness, only the faint light from the room shone on his hands.
The man's voice still has a strong penetrating power, singing firmly and as gently as the night:
-in the deserted wilderness all the lights are out
- take a deep breath
Lu Yan would definitely not play like this in the usual way. If he disturbs the people, he will definitely be complained every minute.
However, at this moment the whole building was filled with the sound of the piano, but no one said it was noisy, and no one said what the stuttering player was playing. The door on the ground floor was half closed, and each family opened the door. When Sister Lan opened the door, she found that the residents downstairs were just leaning against the door and listening like her.
The sound circled back upstairs.
Half sober from the Viagra, he lit a cigarette while listening, and stood at the door to take two puffs.
…
- go through the night
- never stop
In the corridor on the sixth floor.
Lu Yan's legs are really long, taking up several steps.
Xiao Heng took advantage of the light in the room to see the tattoo on Lu Yan's wrist, and he could outline the lines on it with his eyes closed.
The seven horns protruding from the darkness are warm and public.
Tonight, the night sky outside is indeed brighter than usual. Walking up a few steps from where he was standing, as long as you open the roof door, you will see the boundless starry sky in the lower city.
But the brightest one is in his heart.
The author has something to say: Thank you everyone? (?ω?) This is the end of the text.
When I wrote the end, I watched the sky outside, as if it was not the end but a new beginning.
I remembered that one night in August last year, Lu Yan suddenly appeared in front of me, chatted with friends until dawn, and was so excited that I wrote down the character setting of 6,000 characters in trembling.
It’s a new challenge. It’s hard for me to write music texts. It’s difficult for me to write without any main line. In fact, it’s also difficult for me to write in daily life. To be honest, I don’t know how to write about rock bands. .
I am afraid that my writing will be too embarrassing, whether it is the stage or the song, I always worry that if I write it, it will be embarrassing.
It took me four months to write at the beginning, and I told many people that I really couldn’t write it.
Thanks to my friends who encouraged and supported me, I remember my duck head telling me: Even if you hand in a completely wrong answer sheet, so what, it is also meaningful.
Thank you Kudan for watching me move the opening date from 2.2 to 2.22. When I want to continue to move later, I frantically shook my shoulder and told me not to hesitate, Kaiwen!
Thank you also to all the readers who encouraged and supported me.
Thank you Rainbow.
This book is very hard to write, ten hours a chapter, in the process of writing, I have experienced graduation, hand signing 30,000, author conference and many other things = = I am really very, very sorry for the update problem.
I tried my best this time, but my ability is insufficient. Although there are many problems, there are also some parts that I feel surprised to find that I can do it.
[He said a lot of words.
We are destined to see you again.
ps: Music superstar Lu Yan’s 10,000-person concert should have a special episode, I’ll take a break to get out of poverty and look for that glorious feeling (?) I’ll update it in two days.