Palm Idol

Lu Yiwen finally let Bai Zhiyuan go.

Unlike Jian She and the others, the company's management of Bai Zhiyuan has always been very loose. In order to take care of his studies, he is basically allowed to freely enter and leave the company dormitory according to his personal time.

But no matter how loose it is, Lu Yiwen still feels that he is a member of the team, and he was the one who came up with the band's name "Ji Cai". Everyone agrees, which shows that he fully respects his opinion.

As soon as he left like this, the gap that was only faintly lingering in the hearts of everyone seemed to be solidified and clear all of a sudden.

After Bai Zhiyuan left, Jian She called Liang Qian, his only friend in class, as a substitute.

Liang Qian was in his third year of high school this year. When Jian She called him, he was still writing and writing papers. He didn't bother to look at his mobile phone at all. In the end, he just called Liang's mother and asked him to transfer the call.

"You're in too much of a hurry." Liang Qian rode his bicycle and rushed to the livehouse. As soon as he got off the bicycle, before he could stand still, someone helped push the bicycle down, and sent him all the way to Jian She, "First Say yes, I will only help you this time, and I will rush back to study as soon as tomorrow night is over."

Jian She didn't say a word of nonsense, and directly handed him the revised score: "Look at it."

"It's the most basic rhythm combination. It should be ok if you practice it." Liang Qian glanced at the music score hastily, looked up and looked around, "But a company as big as Shejia must have other backup drummers, why not give it to you?" With one? This treatment...is really not worth the three years you spent preparing for the interview."

Jian She lowered her eyes, as long as Lu Yiwen was around, no matter how much effort she put in and where she went, it would be worthwhile, but he was obviously not interested in telling Liang Qian, so he only emphasized: "Don't talk so much, go try the drums."

"All right, all right, I'll try it." Having been with Jian She for so many years, Liang Qian knew his temper best, so he didn't go into this issue any more, turned around and sat in front of the drum kit, and started practicing.

Lu Yiwen was talking with the staff of the livehouse, and he felt a little relieved when he heard the sonorous and powerful drums in front of the beam from a distance.

After the drummer's problem was temporarily resolved, another problem that worried him was about to emerge.

Not long after Bai Zhiyuan left, Xu Lan came back. She looked much better than when she just left, but she refused to go on stage again. Instead, she sat on the floor under the stage and plucked the piano numbly. string.

Lu Yiwen was really worried about his appearance, and was afraid that he would frighten the child by asking him directly, so he could only instruct Jing Xiang to go and see the situation.

Jingxiang obeyed his order, and was surprised when he stepped off the stage to see Xu Lan like this: "Fuck, what's wrong with you? Why are you sitting on the ground alone? Hurry up and play with the new drummer."

After all, I will go up and pull him.

However, Xu Lan remained motionless like a log, and was about to fall straight when he pulled it. Jing Xiang was so frightened that he hurriedly helped him up, and then saw Xu Lan looking at him with begging and wronged eyes .

Jing Xiang let go: "You... are you okay? Why do you look like you saw a ghost?"

Xu Lan shook her head as if she was about to cry.

"Grass, are you okay or not?" Jing Xiang wanted to grab him and stand up, but he didn't dare to touch him rashly, and stretched his hands in the air awkwardly, "Is it a stomachache? I've been with you these two days , I didn’t find out that you ate something you shouldn’t eat.”

"I, we tomorrow..." Xu Lan looked at him pitifully, and finally uttered a sentence tremblingly, "Is it, is it confirmed that we will perform here...?"

"Yeah, sure, we've all come here."

When Xu Lan heard this, his face turned pale again in an instant, and he stared at the stage with a sad face, as if he was looking at a monster that would rush to bite someone at any time.

Jing Xiang looked back at the stage, then at him, and suddenly understood something: "Wait a minute, you're not nervous, are you?"

Xu Lan looked up at him "shua".

"Damn, I was scared to death. I thought something happened to your body." Jing Xiang knew he had hit the mark when he saw the change in his expression. At that time, there were probably not many people on the court, and besides our first time, it is normal even if the bullet is smashed, and everyone will understand."

"...But what if I smashed the bomb?" Xu Lan refused to get up, and murmured with her hands on her knees, "You will want to beat me to death."

"No, no." Jing Xiang knelt down and patted him, trying to comfort him, "Take a step back and say, the bass bomb is smashed, who would have heard it?"

Xu Lan: "..."

It's better not to be comforted.

"Hurry up, don't be hypocritical." Jing Xiang pulled him up without any explanation, and returned to the stage halfway, "Hurry up and join the drummer, we should leave in a while."

"Hmm..." Xu Lan couldn't resist the stubborn Jing Xiang, so he reluctantly followed him back to the original place.

However, at the moment when he took the stage, Xu Lan's hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, but he was soon able to survive by gritting his teeth.

He turned his back and didn't dare to take another look at the seats under the stage.

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the next day.

Because Jicai was ranked last, Lu Yiwen was not in a hurry to take them to the scene, except that Jing Xiang left first to pick up his sister from the orphanage, and everyone else waited after lunch to get their looks done before leaving. Dormitory departure.

It has been cloudy and rainy since the beginning of spring, and today there was continuous drizzle without exception. When Lu Yiwen and his group arrived at the livehouse, the audience outside had already lined up in plastic raincoats to buy tickets.

However, Lu Yiwen looked at the long line that seemed to have no end, but sighed: "The number of people coming today is one-third less than last year, and the weather is also bad. It's only April and it's raining every day. What can I do when it's raining?" manage."

It happened to be around the time of the college entrance examination, and Lu Yiwen originally planned to arrange Jicai's first tour in June. Now, looking at the weather, he has a faint premonition that his career will be unfavorable.

Suddenly two people from swan walked up to them, one of them was the yawning lead singer from yesterday, and the other could not see his facial features clearly from a distance, as if something was hung on his face, it should be the masked one that Jingxiang was talking about drummer.

They are now walking through the exclusive passage for internal personnel. The whole road is not wide, and when the two sides pass by each other, they are very close. Lu Yiwen felt that the drummer retracted obviously.

He kept his head down and leaned next to the lead singer. I don't know if it was an illusion. Lu Yiwen always felt that he was deliberately avoiding his sight, and even looked at him a few more times.

The drummer seemed to feel it, his back was stiff and straight, and he pulled the lead singer away quickly with faster steps than before.

Lu Yiwen stood where he was, looking at the backs of the two people, and did not move again until their figures disappeared completely.

A few minutes later, several people entered the backstage of the livehouse through the side door.

Because of the large number of people participating in the performance today, except for swan, most of the bands shared a preparation room. After Lu Yiwen led everyone to the preparation room assigned to them, there were already many people in it.

After arriving, Xu Lan excused that she was going to release water, but she ran away and disappeared.

Liang Qian was extroverted, and there happened to be a few musicians who had met at the rehearsal yesterday, so he chatted with them in a short while.

One of the guitarists was asking a make-up artist to touch up his makeup. Only his eyes could move, and he insisted on coming over to chat: "Hey, did you notice that there are a lot of male fans here today?"

A drummer next to him said, "I didn't pay much attention. What's wrong with having so many male fans? Maybe they came with my wife or girlfriend."

"You don't know that," said the previous guitarist mysteriously, "The mystery guest who will come today has been confirmed, and it's Celeste."

"cel...s...what?"

Liang Qian explained: "It's Deep Blue, the famous all-female band."

An all-female band is a rarity in this industry. Generally, as long as the level is not too bad, it is easier to become famous than a boy band. The drummer immediately became interested when he heard it: "Oh, I know, their bass player is super authentic."

"Yes, yes, but I prefer the lead singer, with long legs. I heard that they brought their juniors here today. It is also an all-girls band. They will be on stage later. I am going to the second floor to see. Do you want to come together?" ?”

The boys hit it off right away, and when the guitarist finished his makeup, they walked up the inner stairs to the second floor.

Fewer than 1000 people came today, and the seats on the second floor are not open, but relevant personnel can go up to watch the performance or rest on it.

When the few people left, they noticed Jian She who was silent beside him. A boy said he wanted to go with him, and leaned towards him familiarly, but Jian She returned a cold look and was stunned. .

"Hey, don't call him, he's not interested in these things." Seeing this, Liang Qian hurried out to smooth things over, "Let him stay here alone."

Jian She still didn't answer, and even got up and walked out of the preparation room.

Seeing that he was really cold, the musician had no choice but to smile sarcastically: "Maybe he is handsome and doesn't care about it, it's all because of his sister's favor - forget it, let's just go."

The speaker had no intention of the listener, and after Liang Qian heard this, his gaze fell on Jian She's slightly aloof back.

It suddenly occurred to him that he and Jian She had known each other since junior high school, and now, apart from knowing that Jian She was very keen on Jinshejia, he had hardly discovered any other hobbies and pursuits in him, and even had a negative attitude towards himself. Hot and cold, if you don't know that he is this kind of person, you don't know how many times you will be pissed off.

Here, the "cold" Jian She walked forward wearing earphones, and when he turned a remote corner, he saw Lu Yiwen standing there smoking a cigarette.

Jian She stood there and glanced around, and after confirming that no one else would come over for the time being, she went straight over.

He wanted to let Lu Yiwen notice that he was actively talking to him, so he made a detour and walked in the direction of the front.

Lu Yiwen casually leaned against the wall, flicking the cigarette ash with his fingers downward, his expression was full of indifference and indifference, as if he was depressed and irritable.

The smoke gradually scattered around him, enveloping him in an extremely quiet and deep atmosphere, Shen Di Jianshe couldn't help but stop, and the excuse he had thought of to say hello suddenly faltered.