casual and fun

A few minutes before twelve o'clock, Mu Xiangfei didn't want to continue to discuss personal issues with them, so he got up and went to the window where lunch was started to pack steamed buns, and prepared to bring them to work for dinner.

Shi Nian and Yang Sile knew that his conditions were not good, and wanted to use the excuse just now to treat him to a good meal, but he refused.

"You don't need to buy a meal. Your parents have worked so hard to earn your meal money. I really want to thank me—" Mou Xiangfei stopped, turned to look at Yang Sile with three steamed buns in his hand, and said seriously, "Next time If your band has another performance, please tell my sister, she likes it very much."

Holding the dinner plate, Yang Sile froze for a moment.

"It's been so long today, I just want to ask you for this." Mu Xiangfei felt that he was a bit despicable, so he simply confessed, "The last time she watched your performance, she went back to the hospital to show off to the children in the ward. After spending most of the day, I envied everyone..."

He paused, unable to finish the rest of the sentence, and directly came to a turning point.

"Among them was a little boy who passed away years ago. He was on the operating table and didn't come down. He didn't even have time to leave a last word. From birth to his death, he almost never left the hospital, never saw this kind of performance, and never went to school. , no chance to develop hobbies or anything—”

"To be honest, I'm a little scared."

Mu Xiangfei curled his lips pretending to be relaxed: "Yang Sile, although I'm not interested in your band, my sister and my sister's patients are very interested. If your band holds another performance in the future, can the tickets not be sold?" It’s too expensive, so I’ll try to buy more.”

Yang Sile guessed that he was busy earning money day and night and didn't have time to surf the Internet, so he didn't know that he became popular on the Internet tonight, and he didn't know that even if it became popular tonight, it would be useless now, and such a night would never come back up.

He couldn't satisfy the children's heavy wishes by himself.

Mu Xiangfei mistakenly interpreted his silent loss and grief as embarrassment, and found a way out for himself: "I just said it casually, who doesn't want to make money? I understand human nature, and it's not a bad thing."

Shi Nian glanced at Yang Sile who was bowing his head, and wanted to explain for him: "Mu Xiangfei, that's not the case, actually..."

Yang Sile stopped it aloud: "Niannian."

Shi Nian sighed helplessly when he saw that he shook his head at himself and swallowed the words back into his stomach.

At 01:30 in the afternoon, Mu Xiangfei still has a part-time job to do, so he won't talk too much.He said to Shi Nian succinctly: "You are not in good health now, let's put aside the cello lesson agreement for now. I'm leaving, you go to eat."

Shi Nian nodded: "Thank you, when I get used to the rhythm of the school, I will teach her again."

After Mu Xiangfei left, Yang Sile remained silent.

Shi Nian was afraid that he was too kind-hearted, so he took the regret of the strange little boy's death on himself, and tried to make him happy in different ways.

Yang Sile didn't want to disappoint his kindness, so he responded with a half-hearted smile.

Shi Nian reassured: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are things that can't be said for sure, so don't be too..."

too how?He couldn't find a suitable word to describe Yang Sile at this moment.

Yang Sile pawed at the rice on the dinner plate, and said in a muffled voice, "Niannian, I'm actually quite touched. Besides me, there are people who need tonight."

Shi Nian comforted him along his train of thought: "Yes, tonight is awesome. How did you come up with this idea last year? You are even better!"

After Yang Sile was silent for a long time, he burst into a hearty laugh: "That's right, the video on Station B has already exceeded 400 million views. We seem to be a bit awesome."

we.

Yang Sile seemed to be knocked open by these two words, and chewed again: "We."

Shi Nian felt that his current state was a bit creepy, so he hurriedly picked up a piece of meat for him: "Brother...don't cut out the rice, eat more meat."

Yang Sile was awakened by Mou Xiangfei's words, Ren Du's two channels, which had been blocked for several months, instantly became unimpeded, and hot blood rushed all over his body.

"Well, eat meat, and you will have the strength to work when you are full." He straightened his waist suddenly, and swept away the food on the dinner plate in two or three strokes.

Shi Nian was in a delicate mood, secretly thinking that it was over, his brother Yangyang might be going crazy.

There was no class on the day of registration, so Yang Sile went straight to the school radio station after eating.

The radio station is not in normal operation yet, but senior high school students will start classes ahead of schedule after the year, and there will still be special personnel staying behind at noon and evening meals every day to accept students' on-demand broadcasts.

This is the tradition of sound.

It took Yang Sile a lot of effort to persuade the students on duty, so he was able to copy the unaccompanied accompaniment of "Tonight" into the computer of the radio station, and asked him to help broadcast it throughout the school.

Chen Nan just made the bed and stayed in the dormitory to clean.When music was played in the corridor, he habitually went in his left ear and out his right ear, and continued mopping the floor as a labor chant, not taking it seriously.

However, dragging on, he stayed.

Hold!Didn't he play this guitar himself?Even the processing of vibrato and portamento is exactly the same!what happened? !Which idiot actually got the internal sound source of "Tonight"? !

Xie Chen was aggrieved at home. He returned to school on the eighth day of the eighth day. He had already packed up what needed to be done. Now he just left Haina Building after practicing the piano. He was going to the cafeteria for 10 minutes for lunch, and then went back to the dormitory for a lunch break.

The radio along the road played a song that was obviously not a symphony, and the other students didn't seem to notice it, but it only took him three seconds to recognize that it was "Tonight".

At the same time, both of their phones were shocked, and Yang Sile @all the members in the band group: "Gift, please reply when you receive it."

Chen Nan threw the mop away: "I'll go! It turned out to be you!!!"

He didn't dare to call his brother Yang "stupid".

Xie Chen: "Are you at the school radio station?"

Yang Sile: "I'm on the basketball court."

Chen Nan: "How about walking hand in hand with Chief Shi?"

Yang Sile further narrowed the scope: "I was standing at the place where we set up a stall at the club carnival last year, alone."

Chen Nan and Xie Chen both looked at the phone screen, raised and lowered their fingers, hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to say.

Yang Sile took a photo of the roll-up banner that was pulled out from behind the bed, and posted it in the group: "New semester, new atmosphere, this year will not wait for the club carnival."

He took a deep breath and continued typing: "On a whim, I haven't figured out the name of the band yet. In short! Whatever you want, play, whatever, hurry up!"

Chen Nan clicked on the big picture, and almost got two lines of cat urine out of the crumpled roll-up with white letters on a red background.

Obviously everything still seems like yesterday, he even remembers that day when Yang Sile played "Don't Step on the White Pieces" and lost him a few boiled eggs, but in fact it has been so long, the red color that proclaims enthusiasm has also faded and faded. ash.

Leaning on the desk, he said with a sore nose, "Fuck, he really is the hero of the campus novel, this set|set."

Xie Chen, who was standing on the side of the road, also recalled that afternoon, and asked Yang Sile with feeling: "What kind of band is it? Pop jazz rock or something else?"

Yang Sile replied: "It's all fine."

"How many people are in the band now?"

"Just you and me."

Chen Nan is feeling sad here, subconsciously fighting for her own name: "It's over, Brother Yang!"

Xie Chen asked again: "How many times a week do you rehearse?"

Yang Sile said: "Look at you, I can do it every day."

Chen Nan felt wrong: "Wait, why is your conversation so familiar?"

Xie Chen continued: "Where are you rehearsing?"

Yang Sile squatted down, stared at the mobile phone in the cold corner of the basketball court and laughed straight: "Haina Building, on the playground, at the intersection of the roadside, my house, your house, the parking lot, the swimming pool, the bathroom..."

"Everywhere."

Chen Nan remembered it completely, and said in shock: "You actually memorized the sequence! The author copied and pasted it lazily, right???"

Xie Chen seemed to really see the possibility, and finally asked a question: "If someone wants to sign your band, will you sign it?"

Yang Sile didn't hesitate: "I won't sign."

He took out what he told Chen Nan at that time, and added new meaning: "I didn't form a band just to go on TV, get awards, college entrance examinations and separate tour concerts. We have more important things to do."

Chen Nan understood what he meant, and couldn't help but be heartbroken: "Is there something important... Are you working hard for world peace?"

Yang Sile: "It's not enough, it's for my inner peace."

After he finished feeling, he said resolutely: "I will be recruiting people here throughout the afternoon. The number of places is limited, so come as soon as possible."

He called Chen Nan's name: "Brother Nan, anyway, this is the case. The answer is whether you want to come or not. I respect your choice. The most important thing is to be happy."

Chen Nan wanted to come.As soon as he was free during the winter vacation, he realized the importance of tonight to him.

Let him have a head start tonight, so that he will not live in the same way every day, eating, taking class, taking exams, sleeping and playing the flute.He likes to play with Yang Sile, who has his own opinions and ideas. He is used to practicing guitar every day, bickering with Lin Li, and asking Xie Chen for advice on fingering.

He has to admit that he was happy, very happy, for most of the time he played guitar tonight.

But he couldn't bear this face, and he also realized other problems.

"Senior sister hasn't responded to the news, what's her attitude?"

"We can take advantage of the last two years to be unrestrained, what about her? If she is admitted to a school in another city this year, shall we find a new lead singer or disband again?"

Yang Sile naturally took this into consideration: "If Lin Li doesn't want to come, we'll recruit other people. If she wants to come back, we usually ignore her and play with us until she returns to Qingjiang during winter and summer vacations." , rehearse together."

"In any case, this position is reserved for her first."

Xie Chen held this opportunity to get back together with Lin Li, and was the first to make it clear: "Okay, I'll join. Do I need to fill in the form?"

Yang Sile smiled: "I don't need it this year, I only need to take care of all the expenses myself."

Seeing that Xie Chen didn't mind Chen Nan, she gritted her teeth and said, "It seems that I am doomed not to have a chance to debut, I admit it."

Yang Sile encouraged him: "While we are still at the age where we can say 'Iha. veadream' without knowing the heights of the world, hurry up and say it a few more times, it doesn't matter if it's money or not."

Chen Nan copied and pasted that sentence in English five times: "No, I can't hypnotize myself. That's money everyone loves! I cried."

Yang Sile knew that he just had a mouthful: "Brother Nan, don't worry, I will work hard to make you a spiritual billionaire this semester."

Chen Nan said dissatisfiedly: "I just hope that we won't quarrel this semester. Ugly words come first, don't you quit and I quit after a few days of disagreement. If you play with me again, I will really turn my face."

Yang Sile volunteered: "This time I'm in control, whoever dares to play with you, don't be angry."

Xie Chen watched the exchange between the pair at the same table, stopped talking, and waited for Lin Li to speak.

However, Lin Li seemed to have no love for this night, and did not reply to the group message for three days.Even if Yang Sile poked her privately alone, she would not reply, almost expressing her veto attitude.

Xie Chen made up his mind to leave her a message: "If it's because of me that you don't want to go back tonight, then I don't have to. You don't have to give up Yang Sile and Chen Nan, two friends. They really hope that you can go back."

He thought about his words for a long time, and finally sent this text, but a red exclamation mark popped up in front of the dialogue bubble, reminding him that they are not friends for the time being, and the other party cannot receive messages.

Xie Chen thought that he should have been mentally prepared long ago, Lin Li has always been such a girl who speaks one word, and simply makes people angry.

But who would have thought that what made him even more angry was yet to come.

The chain reaction came so quickly that everyone was caught off guard.The next morning, during the big class break, Lin Li's mother unexpectedly found him through his homeroom teacher and said that she had something to ask him.

He put down his homework, walked into the office anxiously, and found that Yang Sile and Chen Nan were there.Both of them lowered their heads with their hands behind their backs, as if they had done something wrong and were waiting to be criticized.

The brightly-born woman was sitting next to his homeroom teacher, when she saw him knock on the door and came in, she glanced at him with disdain, then immediately looked away, and looked at the empty mid-air again.

"The members of your band are all here, let's talk about this matter today."

Tonight's crowd was obviously not full, and Lin Li still didn't show up.In addition to the week of the early start of the third year of high school, she has not come to school for ten days.

Xie Chen learned about this from the homeroom teacher, so he didn't dare to ask her where she was, for he was afraid of hearing a distant place name.

The author says:

To show you the way, last year's club carnival related plots were in "Sheep's Blood or the Setting Sun?" "This chapter.Continue tomorrow.