Palm Idol

On the day of the retest.

Jian She stood in front of the mirror in her bathroom, pinching her hair hesitantly.

A few days ago, when he and Liang Qian were eating barbecue, the two of them chatted and talked about the topic before returning to the interview.

Liang Qian pondered for a long time, and finally told him whether he should try changing clothes.

"Clothes are the quickest way to change people's impression and temperament." Liang Qian analyzed, "Anyway, I think it's harder to make you lively than climbing to the sky, so don't force yourself, it's better to start with your appearance first."

Jian She reluctantly agreed, and asked Liang Qian to help find the clothes worn by She Jia's debut band on the Internet.

As for this set of clothes, it was still hard to find, and it was only a day before the retest after finding and placing an order, so Jian Le sent someone to drive to Linxing to get it back for him.

Jian She dawdled in front of the mirror for a while, went to the entrance to put on her shoes and prepared to go out.

Before opening the door, he hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and pulled the hairpin off his head, and then walked towards his garage.

·

Lu Yiwen walked out of the parking lot not far away, and before he reached the door of the company, he saw people pushing and arguing nearby.

"No, uncle driver, should I stop talking? I belong to this company. I will send you the fare after I get up. Isn't that okay?"

Beside a green taxi, a teenager with stunned hair and a piano bag was fighting with the driver in the car.

"No way!" The driver clung to the boy's sleeve and refused to let go, his fat face flushed with anxiety, "You just want to take the car for nothing, don't think I don't know! Either let me go up with you to get the money, or put Qin stays here, you choose yourself!"

"Oh, that won't work! What if you take my piano and drive away!?" The young man desperately tried to break off the driver's fat fingers one by one, "Besides, our company doesn't let outsiders in, so you just Wait here for me, I'm-"

When the boy said this, he suddenly turned his head to look at Lu Yiwen who was passing by pretending to be a passerby, and waved at him desperately with the other arm that was not caught by the driver: "Hey, uncle! Uncle!"

"..." Lu Yiwen paused and stopped three meters away from the two of them, "You called me?"

"No, my name is Uncle Driver." The boy saw Lu Yiwen's displeasure at a glance, and changed his words politely, "Brother, are you from this company?"

"What's wrong?" Lu Yiwen faintly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next second the boy laughed heartily, showing a mouthful of white teeth: "You can lend me 58 yuan for the fare, and I will definitely pay you back when I am successful in the future!"

Lu Yiwen: "..."

No, I think it's a question of whether you can make a difference.

Lu Yiwen looked him around and found that the young man was wearing very exaggerated clothes. The trousers and jacket were all in gaudy colors, and the only coat was finally plain black, but there were no less than five pockets on it, and each pocket hung a big one. Iron rings, as eye-catching as possible.

Lu Yiwen squeezed his stinging eyes and asked him, "Are you here for the retest today?"

"Yes," the boy pushed the piano bag on his back, "My name is Jing Xiang, and I'm here to recruit guitarists."

——It turns out that he is Jingxiang.

Drawing cards in the mobile game does not affect the development of the main plot, so even if you don't draw a certain person's card, the player can still see him in the plot.

It's just that the Jingxiang in front of me seems to be a bit far behind the information Xiaomei gave her before.

"Brother, I was just joking. When I get home, I will transfer the money to you with Alipay. I didn't bring my mobile phone when I went out today." Seeing Lu Yiwen's suspicious face, Jing Xiang continued to beg him, "I I swear that I will pay you back! I will pay you back like a horse! I was really in a hurry to go out today, and I will definitely not be like this next time, brother, good brother—”

"Okay, okay, don't call me brother." Lu Yiwen was annoyed by his calling, "I'll just pay for you."

"Then just give me 100, and I'll pay you back next time—"

Before Jing Xiang finished speaking, Lu Yiwen walked around him, walked up to the driver with his mobile phone and said, "Hello, I will pay the fare for him."

The driver reluctantly let go, and took the small photo frame with the QR code in his hand for him to scan.

After sending the driver away, Lu Yiwen was about to turn around and reprimand Jing Xiang to stop him from doing this, but when he looked back, the boy had run away without a trace.

He looked down, and a line of words appeared on the phone: "You have paid the fare of 28 yuan."

Lu Yiwen: "..."

This little bastard, coauthored and wanted to blackmail him for 30 yuan.

·

When Lu Yiwen came to the office, feeling a little tired, he wanted to ask Xiaomei to come up and pour him a cup of coffee.

In fact, he didn't enter the main line these days, but stayed in the game space to do ranking activities. He didn't come back to the main line until his points were more than double that of No.2.

As soon as he picked up the phone, before he could make a call, the door of the office was opened with a "snap", only to see Xiaomei barging in.

"Brother Lu!" Xiaomei's expression was very surprised, and she said out of breath, "Da, a very strange person came in the hall! The guard wouldn't let him in, he insisted that he came for a retest of!"

"..."

Lu Yiwen's hand holding the phone froze in mid-air.

He followed Xiaomei to the hall in a hurry, and saw Jian She sitting on the sofa there.

"Jian She?" Lu Yiwen was very surprised when he saw it was him. He thought it was Jing Xiang who was making trouble in the hall when he heard it was a strange person, and got into a fight with the guard.

If Jing Xiang's clothes are only eye-catching and exaggerated, then Jian She's clothes today are ridiculous.

The wig that looks like a pot head is covered on the head, and there are three colors separated from the tip of the hair. The clothes on the body are even more unbearable to look at. There are a lot of holes and rags, but it is still pure white, which is the same color as the wig. Forming a strong contrast, coupled with heavy smoky makeup, it looks like a mummy just dug out of a coffin for thousands of years.

"Mr. Lu," Jian She saw him coming, and said in an expectant tone, "I changed the clothes according to your preferences, do you think it's okay?"

"..." Lu Yiwen turned his head and asked Xiaomei in a low voice, "Why can't I understand what he said? Did you tell him to come here dressed like this?"

Xiaomei quickly waved her hands: "No, I don't know anything..."

Both of them looked at Jian She blankly, and the silence among the three of them seemed to be getting louder and louder.

After staring at him for a while, Louis Wen's silent expression finally made Jian She react. He jumped up like a frightened rabbit, and rushed straight to the men's toilet at the other end of the hall.

Lu Yiwen said to Xiaomei dumbfounded: "Go to my office and bring the bottom suit of clothes in the closet, and I'll change it for him."

·

ten minutes later.

After changing her clothes, Jian She hesitated for a moment, and walked out of the men's bathroom.

"...How?" The young man grabbed the door frame, not knowing whether it was because of shame or too much force when removing the makeup, his face was inexplicably reddened.

"Well, it's very suitable." Lu Yiwen nodded and said yes, "Your original face is very beautiful, and you don't need to wear such heavy makeup."

He asked Xiaomei to bring over an old suit of his own, because the size was too small, he tried it once and never wore it again, but now it fits Jian She just right, revealing the young man's slender figure without a doubt.

"Okay, it's almost time. Let's go back to the lobby and meet your friends first." Knowing that he was embarrassed, Lu Yiwen deliberately bypassed the topic of clothing.

The two returned to the hall. In the originally empty hall, besides the assistant Xiaomei, there were three more young men of different shapes and heights.

One of them is Jing Xiang whom Lu Yiwen met just now, the remaining one is Xu Lan, and the other is Bai Zhiyuan, who are candidates for bass player and drummer respectively.

The feeling of these two people is not much different from the photos, they are both clean and refreshing students.

Several people met Xiaomei during the interview, but it was the first time they met Lu Yiwen.Without waiting for Xiaomei's introduction, Jingxiang said loudly to him, "Hey, you also work in Miss Xiaomei's department? What do you do?"

Xiaomei: "This is your chief planner and chief person in charge, and he will also guide you in today's retest."

Jingxiang: "..."

Jingxiang: "What...? What do you do?"

Xiaomei repeated it patiently: "The chief planner, the chief person in charge."

Jing Xiang clenched his fist in surprise, almost biting his finger.

"It's okay, don't be nervous." Lu Yiwen knew that he was afraid that he was still thinking about what happened just now, and said gently, "I just called you here today to listen to your performance. It's not convenient to talk here. There is a rehearsal below. Room, let's go there first, just in time to take you to familiarize yourself with the environment."

He spoke politely and behaved mildly. Jing Xiang was very embarrassed by what he said, and he restrained himself a lot.

Several people took the elevator to the practice room.

Shejia is not a small company. In the past few years, it has been expanded a lot through Lu Yiwen's liver games day and night. Although it is only a practice room, it is far better than the ones that charge outside.

The entire practice room is new and spacious. The sound pickup equipment on the stage is in good order. There are so many spare parts for various musical instruments below the stage. There is even a sofa in the corner to sit on, and there is a drinking fountain next to it.

It would take some time for the logistics staff brought by Xiaomei to adjust the equipment, so Lu Yiwen asked them to prepare separately, and sat down on the sofa to watch the work WeChat.

Since it was the first meeting, several people were still a little cautious.

In the practice room, there were only a few small conversations and the sound of electricity occasionally, which was much quieter than the classroom where the exam was taking place.

The others were all lowering their heads and fiddling with their equipment, and those who had no equipment had to pretend to take it out and wipe it for a look. Only Jian She didn't take anything, he just looked at Lu Yiwen quietly for a while, then suddenly turned and walked to the on stage.

The position of the microphone was facing Lu Yiwen, and Jian She held it firmly.At that moment, the lights from all directions suddenly gathered, suddenly clustering the ordinary practice room into an incomparably grand stage.

Jian She murmured something softly, and the hot and humid white air sprinkled on the spray shield, like the fleeting snowflakes outside the window in winter, and then hid the young man's secret thoughts deeply.