Dont look at me

six in the morning.

When it was still daylight.

Yu Meng got up.

He wobbled out the door, like an old man taking a stroll in the morning, and strolled to the breakfast shop at the entrance of the alley with his hands behind his back.

The owner of Laifu Steamed Bun Shop is an uncle with a wrinkled smile on his face. He wrapped a small cage without waiting for Yu Meng to open his mouth, and handed it to him directly.

"It's so early again? Go back and tell your grandfather about a chess appointment in the alley in the afternoon."

Yu Meng took the breakfast and stuffed ten yuan into the belly of the lucky cat at the door.

"Okay, no problem."

The sun broke through the layers of morning fog and sprinkled on the old street. There was a lot of noise, and there were more people.

Yu Meng waved to the boss and went home.

He still didn't go to school.

Instead, I went to a technology company in the city center at eight o'clock.

Yu Meng walked to the front desk and said politely, "Sister, please make an appointment with Yu Dacheng for me."

The front desk lady looked at the boy who had come and waited several times, sighed and made a phone call.

After waiting for a long time, a man in black came down.

Yu Meng followed him into the elevator in no hurry.

He looked at the man in black next to him.

It is indeed very imposing, but he really doesn't understand why a small businessman like Yu Dacheng insists on acting aggressively.

Hired a bunch of bodyguards.

It seems that he himself is some kind of mysterious political boss.

It's funny.

The door opened, and there was a luxurious and atmospheric office.

With an indifferent expression, Yu Meng walked over and sat in the guest chair.

The middle-aged man with an elite appearance on the opposite side put the documents in his hand aside, took a sip of tea, and said: "If you still want me to go back to see the old man, I advise you not to, I am really busy here, There is no time for that."

Yu Meng looked at him as if he was looking at the air, without any emotion at all, he took a piece of paper directly in front of Yu Dacheng, "You don't need to go back, my floor is relatively clean, and it's not convenient to entertain guests, just read it like this .”

Yu Dacheng twitched his eyebrows, took a look at the paper, and said after a long while, "It's fine for me to read, you have to agree to the condition."

Yu Meng nodded, "Yes, read it."

He directly took out his mobile phone and pointed it at Yu Dacheng's face, and started recording.

Yu Dacheng got the promise, and cleared his throat cooperatively.

"Dad, it's been a long time. I'm abroad now. I'm really busy, and the signal here is not good, so it's hard to communicate with the outside world. Once I go out, I'll go back to see you! Pay attention to your health! Don't drink!"

Recording ends.

Yu Meng got up and left without saying a word.

"Why don't you use the money I sent you?" Yu Dacheng's voice was a little cold.

Yu Meng said, "It's too dirty."

He slammed the door and left, shutting Yu Dacheng's angry slap on the table inside.

It was already noon when we left the building.

The sun was shining and it was hot.

Yu Meng's head was dizzy under the sun.

He braced himself and rode his mountain bike back to school.

It wasn't long after she was a freshman, and there weren't many classes in the conservatory, but Yu Meng's frequent absenteeism was still very conspicuous.

Guoyin ranks among the top three in the Eight Great Music Schools, and it is difficult to take the exam. Yu Meng studied desperately for three years in high school, and did the questions every day without hearing anything outside the window.

Finally successfully admitted to the composition department.

Yu Meng, who was admitted by virtue of her own ability, did not cherish this opportunity very strangely.

I don't participate in the activities of the Music Academy, and I don't go to classes.

The talented composer boy who was expected by many mentors suddenly turned into an empty shell, playing drums in underground bands all day long, and almost gave up his major.

His transformation was sudden.

There was no sign of it.

The boy who stood in the art examination room and said calmly "Creation is the direction of my life" seems to have disappeared.

Yu Meng wiped the sweat from her head, her eyes were habitually empty, and she rode slowly back to the unfamiliar campus.

He was going to go straight to the rehearsal room.

The ninth floor of the art building is their exclusive site. It was originally a musical instrument room, but because it has not been used by musical instrument students for a long time, they applied for a band rehearsal room.

Many large and small meetings are basically held here, which is considered a small gathering place.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Yu Meng habitually looked in through the glass door, and was about to knock, but found that there was only one person inside.

Still do not know.

His face was hidden in the light, his figure was tall and straight, he was wearing a white shirt, the cuffs were casually rolled up, the collar was loosely opened, his collarbone was exposed, and he was flirtatious.

Turning around, he lifted a black cello and sat on the stool unsteadily.

The jumping sun hit his face.

The outline is cold and noble, like a proud gentleman in the middle ages.

Sitting upright and relaxed, with two long legs bent, he supported the cello and lazily tuned it with his fingers.

Elegant temperament, high and cold aura.

and careless eyes.

Seems like I've seen it somewhere.

Just as Yu Meng took out her mobile phone and was about to ask about the situation, she heard a deep and ethereal string.

He is playing the piano, but he is not involved, idle and lazy, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

This is the first time I have seen such a loose cellist.

But the heavy chord sound is getting better and better, as if telling a desolate story.

Like a waltz at midnight.

The elegant executioner danced quietly among the corpses, holding a bloody dagger.

The mysterious tone is endowed with a sense of ancient times, and the noble dance melody hides weirdness and indifference.

Being able to play this song so abnormally is definitely not human. Yu Meng leaned against the door frame, commenting and sending out messages with her fingers.

Lemons are not sour: what happened, how did the rehearsal room become a cello room?

After a long time, Jane replied innocently, it was a voice message.

It was only when Yu Meng pressed it close to her ear that she could hear clearly, the excited roar almost jumped out of the phone.

"Brother Yu! I didn't have time to tell you! The rehearsal room was robbed! I heard it's from the string department! We just received the letter! We're on our way! Don't be impulsive! Don't force yourself! Follow him first. circling around!"

Yu Meng: "..."

The moment he raised his head, the sound of the piano had stopped.

There is a glass door in front of him, and there is a man.

He was staring at Yu Meng with a half-smile.

They looked at each other and said something.

"Are you spying on me?"

Listen to this familiar voice.

Yu Meng quickly matched up with that Qianer in her mind, "Ah, it's you."

The man chuckled twice, opened the door directly, and gracefully made an inviting gesture, "What a coincidence, are you here to apologize to me?"

Sit down calmly for a while.

Yu Meng said nonchalantly, "I'll apologize when I really crash you."

The man has sleepy eyes and a sloppy look.

"Oh, why did you come here specially? Are you a fan of mine? Let's say it first and don't sign it."

Yu Meng laughed angrily, leaned back on the sofa chair, and raised his chin at him, "Your department no longer has the right to use this rehearsal room, and you have to submit an application if you want to take it back, and it will take a month to pass the review. "

"So you are trespassing on other people's territory now." He hooked the corner of his mouth, like a vicious little leopard baring his fangs, "I can call the police and arrest you."

The man also laughed angrily, and became a suspect in a few words. This kid has something.

He began to introduce himself, "I, Ao Ge, a law-abiding and good citizen, don't slander good people, brother."

This is unexpected.

It turned out that he was Ao Ge.

The feeling of speaking and singing is indeed a bit difficult to distinguish.

No wonder his subwoofer sounds familiar.

Tsk, she sings well and plays the piano very well.

It is this character that is too difficult to deal with.

If I wanted to invite him into the band, I didn't even want to say it.

Forget it.

Yu Meng put away the slightly erect thorns all over her body, ready to resolve it peacefully, "How long will it take you?"

Ao Ge half-closed his eyes and said perfunctorily, "We don't need it."

Yu Meng: "..."

Ao Ge: "I'm just free in the last two days, so I'm here to pass the time."

Yu Meng: "You can send it to another place, do you think it will work?"

Ao Ge: "No, I like taking other people's space the most."

Yu Meng is now sure that this dude has a mental illness and can't get along with him. He is going to suggest to several other people to cancel Laogo's action as the lead singer.

But after thinking about it, it is really difficult to find another one.

But it doesn't matter, judging from Ao Ge's current behavior, 90.00% of them would not agree to be the lead singer.

Yu Meng is inexplicably convinced of this.

There is nothing to say, he stood up slowly, smiled politely, "Then you take it, idiot."

Ao Ge opened his eyes wide, as if he didn't expect Yu Meng to be so fierce, and his well-behaved appearance really seemed to be an appearance.

so fun.

He is interested.

Yu Meng didn't want to be in the same room with an idiot, so she left directly.

Ao Ge didn't stop him either, and watched him leave quietly.

Yu Meng, who couldn't stay at school, notified directly in the group, and went to X-Club in advance.

His relationship with Jiang Jin is also okay.

It's just a little hard to hear him talk.

Six o'clock in the evening.

There were not many people in the bar at this time, only a young girl was sitting on the middle table singing folk songs.

Jiang Jin was already waiting on the booth sofa. He looked like an underground rapper. The big T-shirt he was wearing had a black head printed on it, with a tugging expression on his face.

Seeing Yu Meng walk in, he stretched out his arms and waved.

"Yu Guo, you're here, it's too early for a thief, what's the next time?"

Yu Meng replied in disgust, "Can you speak Mandarin?"

Jiang Jin conveniently took a bottle of apple juice from the pile of drinks and wine on the table and handed it to Yu Meng, "I'm not an ordinary person, why do I have to speak Mandarin."

Yu Meng took the apple juice speechlessly.

After a while, the other three members of the band also wandered in.

They slumped on the sofa more decadently than yesterday.

Jane innocently howled, "Why, God is going to kill us, not to mention the lead singer ran away, even the school's exclusive rehearsal room is gone..."

Zhou Xiaoyang howled with grievances, "Bad luck! When Mercury is retrograde! I'm so angry!"

Gu Sanyu directly opened a bottle of wine, took a few sips, and said after taking a breather: "When we went to the rehearsal room, the man had disappeared, and we didn't even say the lines we prepared for the challenge. I'm almost suffocating."

Yu Meng drank the apple juice in sips, calmly comforting her, "It's okay, I'll be able to tell you in person soon."

Three people: "Huh?"

The suspense is broken the moment someone shows up.

He changed his clothes, black short sleeves, black pants, a black baseball cap on his head, and an orange earphone in his ear.

A few thieves walked over and took a seat.

Jiang Jin leaned on the sofa, casually pointing at the introduction.

"This is my brother, Ao Ge."

"This babyface is Zhou Xiaoyang, the bassist of the band. This dreadlock is the guitarist Jian Tianzhen. This handsome girl is the keyboardist Gu Sanyu."

He circled back to Yu Meng next to him, poked his finger on the head, "This one, who looks cute but cool, I, brother Yu, are the leader of the drum set."

Ao Ge's earphones were hanging around his neck, and he kept playing with the string with one hand. After listening to Jiang Jin's introduction, he lazily lifted his chin towards Yu Meng.

"I know, I've seen it twice."

Jiang Jin gave an exaggerated "Oh", and was about to marvel at the fate, when he was interrupted.

"You can say it, he is the buddy who occupied the rehearsal room." Yu Meng stopped talking, continued to drink juice, and selectively blocked Ao Ge's words.

three people:"......."

I really don't know how to say this, it's such a coincidence.

This fate, this is simply, this is really wonderful.

A moment of silence.

Jane was really bold and went straight to the point, "Brother Ao, do you have any opinion on the lead singer of the band?"

Zhou Xiaoyang and Gu Sanyu: "..."

Ao Ge narrowed his eyes, and asked slowly, "Why, you lack a lead singer?"

Jian Tianzhen became excited in an instant, and he took the initiative to ask, the sparkling eyes definitely had something to do with it!

"Yeah, something happened, and now we urgently need a super-capable lead singer to help us get through this difficult time."

Ao Ge took a sip of his wine, and his expression became disinterested again.

Zhou Xiaoyang joined the persuasion battle, "Brother Ao, you can try it first, there are many underground bands, and there is always one that attracts you!"

Facing the idol, Gu Sanyu only cared about admiring and researching, and completely forgot about lobbying.

Jane Tianzhen suddenly remembered the legend of Ao Caifan in the Jianghu, and began to make a request without any restraint, "How much is it for you to go on stage once, and how many times will I rent you for you? Let me make a price!"

Gu Sanyu's head was full of black lines, "Jane Laoxie, you fucking..."

"Okay." Ao Ge raised his eyebrows and agreed.

Yu Meng:......Agreed?

This turned out to be a bit over the top.

Jane coughed naively.

There were still a bunch of lines that were not spoken, and they were swallowed directly, almost choking to death.

Sure enough, he really only recognizes money!

Ao Ge answered slowly, "I'm poor, and I have a young brother who needs to be taken care of. It's hard to support the family, so the performance fee doesn't need to be too much, just five thousand will do."

The corner of Gu Sanyu's mouth twitched as he looked at the 64A earphones hanging around his neck.

Is this fucking poor?

Yu Meng sarcastically said, "It's too expensive. I bought five pet pigs at about the same price."

Ao Ge rubbed his chin and looked at Yu Meng, jokingly said, "It's indeed expensive, but I'm worth it."

The corner of his mouth twitched, "Besides, is a pig as good as me? It can't sing."

Yu Meng didn't bother to look at him, and was even more disgusted by this inexplicable burst of confidence, so she didn't speak at all.

Jian Tianzhen didn't want to give up yet, so he pressed in a low voice, "Brother Ao, money is tight recently, why don't we get credit first?"

Ao Ge blinked his long and narrow fox eyes, and smiled even more maliciously, "We're so familiar, it's not impossible to get a discount or a free fee."

He gave in hypocritically and helplessly, and then took advantage of the fire to rob, and played tricks slowly, which was very bad.

"Just let you think about it. Participate in a small event to pay for the performance fee."

"what?"

"No trouble, just play the role of the Avengers."

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Cello BGM: Midnight Waltz——Adam Hurst.