Dont look at me

Yu Meng was pondering in her heart when she saw that the person on the stage had finished singing and stood up.

He was against the light, and he could only see that he was in good shape.

The legs are quite long.

A group of girls in the audience jumped up and down and waved their hands at him, shouting loudly: "Brother Ao, don't go! Play another song!"

The tall man didn't pause at all, didn't give a look, and walked straight off the stage lazily.

Very arrogant.

Just as Yu Meng was about to catch up, he was caught on the shoulders.

A drawn-out voice that seemed to be exhausted physically and mentally sounded in my ears, "Mengmeng...what should we do..."

Jian Tianzhen's whole body seemed to be dehydrated, his face full of anger was full of pain, he grasped Yu Meng's shoulder weakly, and supported himself to stand up.

Yu Meng rolled her eyes, raised her hand and lifted his arm, "Go to the lounge and talk."

The members of the K Walker band followed Yu Meng into the backstage lounge of the red house one by one decadently.

Under the red wall covered with band posters, there are several huge lazy red leather sofas.

Except for Yu Meng, the people following behind all lay down on it, as if they had climbed the Himalayas, and they were on the verge of death visible to the naked eye.

Yu Meng: "..."

He walked to the table and turned the computer screen on it to face a bunch of useless people on the sofa.

"This is a performance that Lin Zhiwen took on before. From the 13th to the 20th of next month, in addition to the Red House, there is also the Banana Music Festival in the 766 Art District. All the expenses have been taken, so it must be performed."

Jane closed her eyes innocently and painfully, "I'm sorry for you, it's because I don't know people well, I found you a lead singer like this, I'm ashamed, except for the teacher's review, I will write another one tomorrow I leave it to you."

Gu Sanyu gave a "tsk", "Okay, don't write too much, just hand in a ten thousand word apology, and I will forgive you."

Her eyes were cold, and she gritted her teeth, "Lin Zhiwen, huh, he sings like shit, I've put up with him for a long time."

"However, with such a tight schedule, where can we find a new lead singer? We still have to rehearse, and many of the previous ones have to be repeated..." Zhou Xiaoyang propped his chin, his baby face wrinkled into a bun.

Yu Meng made a casual move, "Let's use local materials."

Jane shook her dreadlocks innocently, a little confused, "On the spot?"

Yu Meng nodded, "I'll find someone who sings solo in the red house."

Gu Sanyu looked at Qianfan's vicissitudes, "Those who can sing solo here are all well-known in the underground. I have a fan. It's awesome. It's called Ao Ge. It's crazy. It said it would come today. Sing a song here."

She directly rejected herself, "The male god is very cold, he will definitely not join the band, let's find someone else."

Yu Meng shook his hand, and said slowly, "No, I'm looking for Ao Ge." He took out his mobile phone and turned on an audio, "This is what he just sang on stage, and many sentences are difficult to get into, but he It’s all right, which means that in this kind of scene, he can get stuck in the rhythm without wearing earphones.”

"If he is the lead singer, he can save a lot of time and don't have to work hard."

Gu Sanyu was terrified, "He just came on stage to sing?! Didn't you say he will sing at [-] o'clock in the evening!" Then he blamed himself, "I should have stayed on the side of the stage and waited hard. , I'm so sorry."

Jian Tianzhen and Zhou Xiaoyang listened to the recording very seriously, and gave thumbs up, "It's amazing... This is much higher than Lin Zhiwen."

Everyone is full, the only difference is whether the protagonist nods or not.

"Why invite him here?"

A moment of silence.

Gu Sanyu shrank back, "I heard that wherever he is, he always leaves after singing without saying a word. I guess...he has already left now." She covered her mouth in more pain and wanted to cry Eyes without tears.

Jane Tianzhen took the case and decided, "It's time to use the power of our circle, just send a group message to WeChat."

Yu Meng nodded, with a look of relief, "Then leave it to you, there are only a few of you in my circle, there is nothing you can do, and I feel guilty."

In fact, there was no sign of guilt at all.

As he spoke, he took out a USB flash drive and threw it on the table, "Here are some of the beats we are going to perform, listen to them, I'm going home first."

Gu Sanyu: "Go back so early today?"

Yu Meng spread her hands helplessly, "I can't perform tonight, so I won't stay here for too long. Marshal Yu is still waiting for me."

Several other people nodded understandingly, "Go back quickly, and say hello to the handsome grandpa for us."

Wait for Yu Meng to leave.

Mourning is everywhere.

Jane naively: "I've heard the legend of Ao Ge, I'm sure I can't invite him myself."

Zhou Xiaoyang: "Tell me your reason."

Jane naively: "I dare not."

Gu Sanyu: "..."

Jian Tianzhen suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "My friend played well with him. The one who had a drink with him before, Jiang Jin."

Zhou Xiaoyang: "That underground rapper? I'm very impressed with him. I can't understand a word he said."

Jane innocent: "He is used to speaking his native dialect, it doesn't matter, I can translate, you can go with me."

Gu Sanyu smiled: "From now on, there will be no men in our group." She then added, "Except for Mengmeng."

When Jian Tian really wanted to refute, he heard a "ding dong".

is a message.

Jiang Jin: We're going to drink at X-Club tomorrow night, you guys come over here, it just so happens that we haven't got together for so long.

"Tomorrow night, everyone will go together, we must have a group soul." Jian Tianzhen took a screenshot of the chat box and sent it to the group, and specifically asked Yu Meng.

Gu Sanyu raised his forehead, "...OK, daddies will accompany you."

Yu Meng left the lounge, ready to go through the back door.

It's already dark inside before it's late at night. Various pipes are set on the red wall, shining at night, and the lights on both sides are also red and green.

There is no one in the back passage, the walls are full of graffiti and neon tubes, and the water vapor and smoke from nowhere is permeating the air, a faint smell of sake and shisha.

It is an underground place with a very steam wave style.

Yu Meng walked very slowly and was a little sleepy.

The music floating not far away did not attract his attention, and it was a bit difficult to open his eyes.

While walking, suddenly a huge momentum hit her back, Yu Meng couldn't stand still for a while, and fell forward suddenly.

He clearly saw a figure standing in front of him, and he tried his best to stabilize his body so as not to bump into a stranger.

Just as he was about to remind the man to hide, he took a lazy step, turned sideways, and consciously moved away.

Relying on her awesome balance, Yu Meng stood firm. While she was relieved, she was a little speechless.

The person who bumped into him has already fled away.

The guy in front of him also hides without enthusiasm.

Yu Meng thought wearily.

It's been an impressive day today.

By the way, the figure who was easy to hide leaned lazily against the wall, with half of his body hidden in the darkness.

He had a cigarette in his mouth, and the faint light of the fire flickered in and out of the smoke. In the silence, the man threw a suffocating obscenity.

"Nearly hit by you, scared me."

His voice is low and hoarse, with some slight teasing in his magnetism.

A bit familiar.

But what is even more inescapable is the strong smell.

Yu Meng didn't even bother to look at him.

He was afraid that if he took one more look at it, he would want to hammer it.

I owe you so much.

He walked away without saying a word.

The man looked at his back and took another puff of his cigarette. In the misty fog, he was talking to himself with a lazy voice.

"It's so funny."

It was getting darker outside, and even in the darkest hours of dusk, it was still hot.

Very boring.

Yu Meng was walking in the alley, carrying a bag of things in her hand.

He stepped on the ancient bluestone slabs and walked to the deepest part along the blue bricks and white tiles.

Courtyard No. [-] is an older old house.

The house still retains the tiles and blue walls of the old era.

The green creeper has climbed all over the wall, and it is about to catch the window on the second floor soon. It is a refreshing emerald green.

There is also an old black bark tree planted in the big yard. I don’t know what kind it is. The green leaves on the crown of the tree are dense, half of which blocks one-fifth of the sky in the yard, and half of it sticks out of the wall, casting shadows on the door. in the side alley.

An old man sat beside the navy blue patent leather gate, swinging the rocking chair under him, listening to Beijing opera leisurely.

The old man's eyes were quite good, and he saw Yu Meng's figure from a long distance away, and shouted angrily, "Mengmeng! Did you buy me wine?"

Yu Meng raised her hand and waved at him, "I bought it! It's a big jar!"

The old man stood up from the chair quite quickly, and went up to greet Yu Meng enthusiastically, "Come on, is it heavy? Shall I carry it for you?"

Yu Meng grinned, finally showing an age-appropriate expression on her face.

There is a hint of cunning hidden in the well-behaved.

"Go into the room first, and I'll pour you a drink."

The old man followed, his round face full of anticipation, he rubbed his hands and he was as excited as a child.

Entering the main room, Yu Meng dragged a bamboo chair and placed it beside the Eight Immortals table, slowly took a small mouth pot, and lifted out the wine jar from the bag.

"Marshal Yu, don't worry, please sit down first."

Old man Yu sat down very obediently, staring at Yu Meng's movements closely, watching him open the wine jar and start pouring it into the small mouth pot.

The aroma of the wine is there, but it is very weak, and it is almost impossible to smell it unless you take a sip.

The color, very strange, is not the normal white, but black.

But old man Yu didn't hesitate, and thought it might be a new type of drink, but he didn't know for certain.

The small mouth pot was stuffed into his hand, and a small floral cloth was thoughtfully placed on it.

Old man Yu often lamented that his grandson was becoming more and more careful, and he didn't have time to express his praise, so he couldn't wait to take a big sip from the small pot.

......

Time seemed to stand still.

Old man Yu opened his eyes wide, tasted the taste in his mouth, and said tremblingly, "Mengmeng, what did you give me to drink?"

Yu Meng suppressed the smile on the corner of her mouth, squinted her eyes, threw her bag on the sofa, walked to the kitchen, and helped the old man solve his doubts.

"poison."

Old Man Yu: "..."

The old man of the Yu family has intermittent Alzheimer's disease, and his normal time is very little, but he is still addicted to alcohol, to the point of becoming obsessed.

Yu Meng hid all the wine in the house.

The money, including old man Yu, was also locked in Yu Meng's small safe.

The old man Yu, who asked for money but not wine, has been greedy for a long time. Whether it is normal or when the symptoms are onset, he has to make a fuss about the wine, but in front of the stern Yu Meng, it is useless to make a fuss.

This morning, Yu Meng suddenly showed kindness, saying that he would give old man Yu a jar of good wine.

But he was so excited that he waited at the door to greet him.

Unexpectedly.

This wine is not that wine.

In fact, the real body is the bitter ginseng medicine specially brewed by the doctor in charge of the old man Yu's body, and there is a faint smell of white wine in it.

But it's still medicine.

And it's a very bitter medicine.

Old man Yu's heart was broken.

Poorly holding the wine jar and sniffing the smell of wine inside, fantasizing about the feeling of drinking to satisfy his craving.

This time, this scene still didn't arouse Yu Meng's sympathy, he put on his apron without squinting, and started cooking.

The dinner table.

Old man Yu pretended to be casual and asked, "When will your father come back?"

Yu Meng gave him a dish with a blank expression, "It's almost here."

The old man Yu lowered his head to eat the vegetables, and he didn't speak for a long time, feeling a little depressed.

After eating, Yu Meng helped Old Man Yu to the bed, wiped his face and washed his feet.

Put another bucket of ice cubes to cool down the heat.

After tidying up everything and lying on the bed after taking a shower, Yu Meng had time to pick up her phone.

He made a direct call.

Note is a period.

It rang a lot and finally got through.

It was a woman who answered the phone, with a soft voice, "Hello, may I ask..."

Yu Meng interrupted her directly, "Where's Yu Dacheng?"

The woman seemed to have suddenly realized, and heard the voice, "Is it Xiaomeng? Your dad is taking a shower now! I'll ask him to call you back when he comes out?"

Yu Meng was a little annoyed, "Forget it, no need, I'll go to sleep first."

Without waiting for a sound from the other side, he hung up the phone directly.

When I was about to close my eyes, the "ding dong" continued to sound.

In the WeChat group.

At this time, Yu Meng was being attacked by three people continuously.

Queen Sanyu: @梅不酸, X-Club tomorrow.

Xiao Yang Bu Lang: @果不酸, who doesn’t show up isn’t a hero.

Innocent and pure: @梅不酸, it’s up to you.

Yu Meng opened her eyes with difficulty, and sent a message.

-See you tomorrow good night.