Lawless

After the performance, the parents of two children took them away, and the remaining two followed Persimmon to go back to the remedial class.

"Thanks to you," Persimmon came in from outside after handing out the leaflets, shaking his phone, "The money is less than half."

"Anyway, you didn't come here for money today." Qi returned him with a guitar, "at worst, it will be deducted from your debt."

"What's the buckle, it's only one or two hundred." Persimmon took the guitar, put it back in the box, and said to the two children behind him, "Do you want to take a taxi or take the bus."

"Take a taxi, teacher, the bus is squeezed into meatloaf."

Xiao Yunyan nodded empathetically.

Shizi glanced at him and said, "Why don't you go back together? I'll pay for the car."

"Let's go then." Qi Yi pulled Xiao Yunyan, "You follow him back."

Xiao Yunyan frowned: "This means...you don't want to leave."

"He still has to wave." Persimmon patted him on the back and said, "Let's go, I'll send you to the school gate."

"Then where are you going?" Xiao Yunyan continued to ask without moving.

Persimmon stopped in his tracks, stared at the two of them for a while, and said, "I'll be waiting for you outside the backstage, let's go, children." Several children followed him out.

Qi Yi rubbed his neck and looked around for a while, but couldn't hold back Xiao Yunyan's staring eyes, finally sighed and said, "I'm going to work..."

"where to?"

"Just a place nearby."

"Can I go?"

"No."

This was really the first time Qi Yi rejected Xiao Yunyan so neatly.

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Yunyan almost opened his mouth to ask Sanlian: "Why? Why? What's the matter?" Fortunately, he is still rational, he held back, but his curiosity was as high as a cat rubbing his leg under his feet , but he couldn't reach out and touch it.

"Okay," Xiao Yunyan said, "Then I'm leaving, you go to work."

Originally, they were not that familiar, but they had known each other for less than half a year. He knew that he was not qualified to ask questions.

"Well...be careful on the road." Qi Yi smiled and waved.

Xiao Yunyan came out of the backstage silently, ignoring the people behind him, exchanged glances with Shizi, and the two left the square tacitly.

In the car, Shi Zi and the two children were sitting in the back row, Xiao Yunyan was sitting in the co-pilot, he kept turning his head and looking out the window, silently sulking, making people look scary, and the driver didn't dare to say a word to him talk.

"Yunyan?" Persimmon called him.

"...Ah, Brother Shizi, what's wrong?" Xiao Yunyan turned around and replied.

"Hey—don't call me brother, just persimmon." Persimmon wrinkled his face and said, "Did Qi Yigang scold you?"

"No," Xiao Yunyan said, "he has always had a good temper."

"Come on," Shizi laughed disdainfully, "With his violent temper, he would have to fight anyone to finish it."

Xiao Yunyan was a little surprised: "True or not... I haven't seen him get angry..." He suddenly remembered the fight at S University a few months ago, paused, and said, "I only saw it once."

"But he's really much better now," Shi Zi clicked his lips and nodded, "Before, when he took on private work, he would get irritable if someone asked him a question."

"Huh? No way." Xiao Yunyan smiled in disbelief, "Return that, what is private work..."

"If the band doesn't work together, it's private work. I'm taking over today," Shi Zi glanced at the child next to him, and said, "But today is fine. In order to take care of the children, we usually go underground."

"Underground?" Xiao Yunyan frowned suspiciously.

"Well...you can be considered as a member of our agency now, but you are not a member of our team," Shizi said, "Qi Yi takes over all the commercial performance work of our band, and he does have a lot of connections, but..."

Xiao Yunyan's eyes were shining brightly.

"But no company has ever been willing to sign us. Well, there are actually some, but the demands are too much, and even I can't bear it, let alone him." Persimmon looked at Xiao Yunyan like that, laughed, and said, "It's the first time you heard him Did you cry while singing? I said live."

"Ah...um." Xiao Yunyan was a little embarrassed.

"That's it. People who like him are like this, and those who don't like him don't feel it." Persimmon let out a long sigh of relief, "When he was making music so crazy, people cried for him every day."

"Is he so popular..." Xiao Yunyan said embarrassedly, because he didn't seem to have heard of it.

"You're not from the circle, how would you know, he's a big hit in the underground," Shi Zi glanced at the place where he was about to arrive, took out the money and handed it to the driver, "Once he gets on the ground, he can't let go, he can't let go." , Master, drive to University Z."

"Then... he is now..."

"He's not crazy now," the car stopped at Persimmon's remedial class, but he didn't plan to go down yet, "It's still burning underground, and he's nothing when it's on the ground, and he knows it himself."

Xiao Yunyan watched Shi Zi get out of the car, he opened the window, and continued to ask: "Know what?"

Persimmon asked the two children to go upstairs first. He stood in front of Xiao Yunyan's car window, looked down at the people inside, and said, "I know that in places where there is light, you have to obey the rules. It's as uncomfortable as making us kneel down, but you can't. Bad rules, because you have to live." "I'm telling you this, I don't mean anything else, I just hope you can know how determined Qi Yi is to fight that competition."

Xiao Yunyan opened his mouth, and the thousand words turned into a wordless sigh.

Seeing that the persimmon was gone, the driver continued to drive.

The car got on the bridge and started to get quite steady.

Xiao Yunyan looked at the river at the bottom of the bridge, but his mind was on other people, so... where is he now?What are you doing?

Saturday night, for many people, may be a movie, or a book, it doesn't matter, it's a comfortable night.

For Qi Yi, Saturday night was a carnival.

A carnival of returning to nature.

In a speakeasy in the city center, the lights are flickering, the noise is whispers, all the instruments and equipment are complete, and the musicians are also very complete.

Everyone who comes here has a normal identity of their own—maybe a man with dyed red hair is a teacher; maybe the one wearing a leather jacket and studded boots is a doctor; and in case he can’t catch up, he just wears a suit Or from school uniforms... They are here to reveal another side, their sensual self to the extreme.

The stage is just there, anyone who wants to sing can just go up there, anyway, there is everything you want.

But not everyone can be the first person to sing. The first one is stipulated. Although it may be different every week, there is no way. It is determined by the owner of the bar.

In fact, I don’t know when the regulation started. Many musicians already knew this rule when they knew this place. It seems to be something that has been established in the past.

As soon as Qi entered the door, he walked two steps and saw a familiar person. They nodded to each other as a greeting, and someone called him: "Brother Yi."

He responded with a smile, and went to the bar to get a bottle of beer as usual, drinking while listening to the strong metallic taste, when he was almost done, he put down his glass and walked towards the stage.

Yesterday, he didn't know how many times he received a message from the bar owner-let him break the ice.

He stood in front of the microphone and waited for a while, and soon several people came onto the stage, some picked up the guitar, some took the keyboard, and some sat in front of the drum kit.There is also a dj standing next to it.

"There's something inside something that pulls beneath the surface..."

Qi sang one by one, and the people behind followed tacitly. No one asked why this song was sung, and no one didn't know how to follow it.

"So insecure!"

Someone sang along in the audience, and it took only a moment to explode.

The light on the top is like a real sun, making them sweat profusely. Now they are all very dazzling.

After a song was over, Qi Yi went off the stage without looking back, and the people behind him also went down, and then separated, and disappeared into the crowd without a trace.

The singing continued, intermittently someone took over from the previous one and continued singing.

Qi Yi left from the underground bar and returned to the real darkness.

Some uncomfortable things cannot be thought about carefully, the more you think about it, the more uncomfortable you will be, but it is difficult to relieve yourself only by yourself.

"Ding——" the phone rang a message notification tone.

Qi clicked on the screen and saw that it was Xiao Yunyan who had sent a message.

——I will fight no matter what, and I never regret it.

He was stunned for a while, then smiled softly, raised his eyes to look at the road ahead, stood for a long, long time, and finally, when a gust of wind blew,

At this time, he walked in the direction of going back.

When you are in despair, you can turn around calmly and look around, and you will find that there are ways out everywhere, but there are always people who just want to go one way to the dark.

I don't know if it's stubbornness or persistence.In fact, there is nothing wrong with it.

……

Near the end of the day, Xiao Yunyan hugged Buddha's feet temporarily and almost died of sudden death. After finally only one subject left to open the book, he rewarded himself to go to dance practice for a day.

He said hello to Shi Yi in advance, and Shi Yi asked him to come at 7 o'clock, saying that before it was the school's art troupe practice, and after 7 o'clock it would be their club.

Yun Yan thanked him, but turned around and left the door at 5 o'clock. He wanted to go to 104 first, to go to the rock club.

Persimmon told him that today was the day they were all together, and asked him if he would come, and he agreed.

There were still few people in the gymnasium. Xiao Yunyan opened the door of 104 and went in. The people inside had already finished singing several times, and they were all gathered around the snack pile, babbling.

"Yo, brother Yunyan," Qi Yi sat in the corner, holding a can of beer, and greeted with a smile, "It's just in time, I was talking about the hip-hop competition in a few days."

"Where is it?" Xiao Yunyan walked over, sat down beside him, and Zhizhi handed him a bag of potato chips, he thanked him, and continued to ask Qi Yi, "Is there no one to watch with you?"

The surrounding was quiet for a while, and then Qi Yi broke the silence: "Ah, it's not watching—it's a competition, can you participate?"

"What?" Xiao Yunyan looked at him in surprise.

"A small competition, the kind that anyone can participate in, it's in our school, don't you know?" The bug asked him, chewing his food.

Xiao Yunyan shook his head.

"It's okay," Persimmon said across from him, "You go, it's okay anyway."

"There are still subjects that I haven't finished..."

"When will the exam be?"

"This Wednesday."

Today is Monday.

Charlie poked his head out from Cicada and said to him happily: "Ah, it just so happens that the game is on this Friday."

Xiao Yunyan turned his head to look at Qi Yi.

Qi Yi raised an eyebrow when he received the question from his eyes: "Why... oh oh oh, go, I think it's pretty good, exercise, it's good."

"...That's fine," Xiao Yunyan said, "When will the deadline for registration be?"

"Today." Everyone said in unison.

"……Skin?"

The author has something to say: the song is from "crawling" by linkinpark