no ambiguity

The long-haired man was lying on the bed and looking at his mobile phone, concentrating on doing his own thing. Hearing this, he said with interest: "I haven't heard of it."

Knowing that the other party disdains to talk about this, the short-haired girl has good eyesight, so she will not mention it if she knows the fun.She was on the upper bunk, and after she finished speaking, she saw Qinghe and Ye Xilin who had just entered, and greeted them warmly, and chatted as they walked across the venue.

The top bunks of the two beds were taken, leaving only the top bunks to sleep on.

While answering the conversation, Qing He made the bed and stuffed the suitcase under the bed.The short-haired girl was on top of her. I don't know if it was intentional to be annoying or too casual. This girl didn't take off her shoes when she went to bed. Outside.

Qinghe didn't have the same knowledge as a little girl, she patted the corner of the quilt silently, raised her hand to push away the other's calf, and said mercilessly: "Come down and take off your shoes."

The short-haired girl was stunned, as if she didn't expect her to be so direct, with an indifferent face and a deep tone, which seemed a little scary at first glance.

After all, it was a half-grown child who hadn't experienced much, and was taken aback by others' cold faces. The short-haired girl hurried down, took off her shoes reluctantly, and muttered something in an incomprehensible dialect.

Probably scolding or complaining, Qinghe is used to it and doesn't bother to answer.

The long-haired man on the opposite bed stretched his neck to look this way, and glanced in Qing He's direction from time to time. After a long time, he rarely took the initiative to ask curiously: "Are you members of the slow train?"

Qinghe took a bottle of mineral water from the table, unscrewed it, drank a few mouthfuls thirsty, and then nodded.

Long-haired said a little embarrassedly: "You two look familiar, but you can't confirm it, it really is."

After screwing on the bottle cap, Qinghe introduced himself calmly, at least to give others a face.

The long-haired man smiled and said, "I saw your performance in Nancheng last time. It was wonderful. Your bass is so good."

Qing He asked: "Which time?"

"Huancheng North Road, just last week."

The slow train is not well-known, unless it is in Nancheng, it is almost unrecognizable when going out.There are big circles and small circles in the rock circle. The big circles are divided by style, genre, etc., and there are many small circles.

Qing He chatted with the long hair for a while, then opened the backpack, took two packs of Nancheng specialty snacks and threw them over, and gave the short hair two packs as well.

The short hair is arrogant, still minding the unhappiness just now, but the long hair is kind, thank you when you receive the item.

The weather in City G is hot all year round, and the temperature in the same period is much higher than that in Nancheng. Recently, it has broken through 37°C and remained at around 35°C.There is air conditioning in the accommodation, but the cooling effect is not very good. The room is still very stuffy, which is not comfortable.

This competition was sponsored by a certain beverage company. The accommodation was really not good, but other aspects were ok, especially the food. G City has rich specialties and light taste, which is suitable for eating on hot days.

The musicians who had been on a half-day trip gathered at the restaurant for dinner. The seafood buffet is unlimited, and the shrimp dumplings and bean rice rolls are complete. Seven or eight people sit around a table and can eat openly.

This is not Qinghe's first visit to G City, she is no stranger to this place, on the contrary, she still feels very kind.During the meal, she was at the same table as Qi Er and the others, and at the next table was a group of young men and women playing nuclear games, all of them were full of energy, and they could laugh and laugh for a long time after a meal.Qi Er was an easy-going person, and Zhang Ming, who was at the same table, was young, and the two chatted with that table from time to time, so the two tables quickly became one.The young men and women are familiar with each other, so they have to squeeze here to join in the fun, and the food is not good.

Qinghe didn't join in, and looked at his phone while eating.

The work group of the magazine issued a notice to the effect that there was a temporary task and they would send people to G City.

She's on vacation now, so she's definitely out of time for this mission and has nothing to do with it, but she still clicks in to take a look around.The theme of the magazine's next issue is related to the development of the times, and the shooting in G City is also to find materials for better shooting. The specific personnel and itinerary have been determined, and Lian He Min is among them.Even He Min is the main person in charge of the task, and several interns will also come.

After a general search, Qinghe locked the screen and stopped watching if he didn't see anyone appearing.Thinking about it, how could the task be assigned to the boss, this person never showed up in the group, who would dare to look for her.

Put down the phone, continue to eat, drink half a bowl of soup when it's almost over, and the meal will come to an end here.

The air-conditioning in the restaurant was fully turned on, and some people did not leave immediately after eating, but stayed to chat.Qinghe didn't leave either, she just sat on her seat and listened to other people's ramblings, and when she got excited, she would chat with her and say something unimportant.

In fact, among the group of musicians, there are still people who know her, more than one or two, and many people know that she has strong abilities and is a typical technical stream.

The former Xichao band had its peak moment. At that time, this young team swept many domestic competitions and was invited to perform in foreign music festivals. It can be described as famous for a while.However, when everyone was optimistic about them, Xi Chao was just a flash in the pan. He fell straight to the ground as soon as he got up, and disappeared without a trace, like a shining meteor falling.Later, when the slow train appeared, Qinghe returned to this circle, but he could never return to that moment, and the others had nothing but sighed.

Rock and roll prefers old traditions, but the circle changes very quickly, like mushrooms after a spring rain, bands come in waves, and capable young people come one after another. Now when it comes to Xichao, most people have never heard of it. Wo's first impression was only about her appearance, thinking that she was just a beautiful woman who played the bass well.

Qinghe has self-knowledge, never looks back, never mentions the bravery of the past.

Communicating with young people is always a good mood, and everyone is laughing when the show is over.That kid Zhang Ming had an impure mind, and before he left, he was not at all ashamed to ask the girl at the next table for her contact information.

The four of them returned to their place of residence, intending to rest early.

The accommodation is not strictly divided into male and female areas, and they are all arranged alternately.Qi Er and Zhang Ming lived opposite Qinghe and the others, very close to each other.

Walking to the door of the room, they met a familiar face in the aisle. It was the post-punk band from the bar last time. What a coincidence.

When he bumped into the man who was entangled with him, Ye Xilin was the first to lower his expression, and his eyes became less friendly.That man was quite disgusting. Seeing Ye Xilin, instead of dodging, he raised his eyebrows sullenly and smiled meaningfully.

Post-punk band just arrived here, just unpacking and going out to eat.They didn't reminisce about the past with the slow train, they passed by indifferently, as if they didn't know each other at all.

Qing He frowned, subconsciously not liking these people very much.

Qi Er didn't know them. He was very surprised when he saw the set of rings tattooed on the post-punk lead singer. When they walked away, he couldn't help saying: "This buddy is really...in the circle."

He just opened his mouth and grinned, there was nothing to stop him.Ye Xilin glanced at him, motioning to stop talking nonsense.

Zhang Ming was stupid, turned his head and asked in doubt, "What circle?"

Qi Er's throat choked up, how could he tell the children who were studying together, and immediately patted Zhang Ming on the shoulder, pretending to be serious and said: "Don't worry, let's go in soon, go wash up first."

The four of them went back to their rooms respectively, and then queued up to take a shower with a change of clothes.

It was already past eleven o'clock when I went to bed, and it was relatively late.Qinghe was a little tired, but she still managed to swipe her phone for a while, looking around in boredom.

There is no news on WeChat, I have read it [-] times, and transferred to Weibo, the account is still deserted.

The latest news on Weibo is to retweet the news of the competition in City G this time, to promote it to the organizers, and to inform the fans of the latest movements.Compared with the last login, the number of fans of the slow train has increased by hundreds at a speed visible to the naked eye, and directly broke through the [-] mark. Ye Xilin uploaded the live video of Huancheng North Road with hundreds of likes and comments. It also doubled, and the people who followed them were very enthusiastic.

Qinghe clicked in to take a look, hesitated for a moment, then quit and posted a new blog, and rarely posted a rehearsal video of the three of them.

The video was filmed last week. It was located in the training room of the old house. Qi Er showed his face. She and Ye Xilin didn't enter the country much.Posting this Weibo is also to help Qi Er promote a wave, she specially @ Qi Er's personal Weibo and the band, the editor expresses her thanks: Thank you for your hard work.

Qi Er hadn't slept yet, and soon went online to interact, and blew a wave on his homepage, roughly saying that Qinghe was good-looking and his technology was awesome.

Qinghe didn't care, and planned to quit after posting the video, but by accident, before quitting, she couldn't help but click into the comments and likes list to take a look.

It’s rare to post an original Weibo, and finally it’s not a reprint of another family’s news. Fans and fans are very supportive. Some people praise Qi Er for being good, and some praise them. They call sister in the comment area. Express excitement.

In the list of likes, there is still the "Chunjiang West Road" from last time. It is not the first, but it is in the front.

Qinghe has an impression of this netizen. She lived on Chunjiang Road when she was a child. It is located in the West Area, also called Chunjiang West Road. In her memory, the neighbors who lived on the same street called it that.The other party should be from Nancheng, maybe also from Chunjiang Road.

She didn't delve into it too much, just scrolled down casually, took a look at it, and then quickly put down her phone to sleep. She drank too much last night and indulged in excessive sex. She went out today and was tired all the way. can't get up.

The other three in the room also slept for a while, but no one was messing around.

A good night's sleep, no dreams, and a good night's sleep.

The mornings in City G are not as cool as in Nancheng, and it is still barely there when the sun is out, but after nine or ten o'clock, it is hard to bear, the strong sunlight is so direct that people can't keep their eyes open.

The local residents can bear this kind of climate and are used to it for a long time, but those from other places can't bear it. Some people have delicate skin, and they went out for a walk in the sun, and their faces were flushed directly by the sun.

Qinghe put on sunscreen before going out, covering all exposed parts of her body, even behind her ears.Ye Xilin lived a rough life, didn't wipe anything, didn't wipe any water, just went out with the guys on his flip flops, and he didn't even bring a parasol.

Today, each band has to go to the scene to observe, not rehearsal, just to go and have a look, to try their hand and so on. If you have a temporary request, you can take the time to raise it with the competition party. The competition party will try its best to meet everyone's requirements.

This time the competition was not a casual low-level competition. After all, it was sponsored by a lot of money. The bosses behind it had many intentions, and they made it quite formal, and even sold the tickets.

Qi Er surreptitiously told everyone about the gossip he heard last night, and said in a low voice: "It seems that No.1 can still get a chance to shoot commercials this time..."

He winked, and his eyes revealed that he should have a lot of money and make a lot of money.

It's a pity that Zhang Ming didn't understand, and focused on the wrong focus. This kid frowned, didn't understand why he wanted to shoot commercials after winning, and asked in a daze, "Are you a contemporary spokesperson?"

Qi Er rolled his eyes at him, "Don't dream."

How can it be a contemporary spokesperson, and the sponsor is not an idiot. If you want to endorse, you must invite a famous star or actor or something. Finding a band is just a chance to reward, and you can buy the copyright of the band's music and put it in the advertisement as background music. Why? Band members will be invited to advertise.

However, commercial copyrights are always valuable. Well-known bands may not value this small amount of money, but for small bands like them, this is still a lot. Without the third-party share of the brokerage company, there is still so much to share on the head.

Qi Er had a thick skin, and asked in a low voice with a shy face: "Sister Qing, if I can take the first place, will I get a share?"

Qing He gave him a cold sideways glance.

He didn't give up, "What about the bonus?"

Ye Xilin, who was next to him, kicked him on the calf with no force, and cursed in a low voice: "Don't be a bitch."

How much has he been paid for this competition, whether he can enter the top five is still unknown, even if he enters, there is no guarantee of ranking, if there is only a few thousand yuan, he will be given a share of points, don't even think about it, there is no way !

Qi Er rubbed his nose and laughed.

The competition venue is a large shed, which is quite spacious, and the sound effects and lighting equipment are passable. It is simple and crude, but there are portable air conditioners everywhere, and it is quite cool inside.

The staff of the competition team are more responsible. When the people are almost here, they will tell everyone, so that they can be contacted immediately if there is something or need. .

There were student volunteers recruited online, and many of them were small fans of various bands.

As soon as Qinghe arrived at the scene, he glanced around for a week, seemingly casually looking around.

There were quite a lot of people who came, and there was a vast area, but there were no familiar figures.Maybe it was blocked by too many people and it was not easy to find. She looked again, but it was still not there.

The rumored empty music team disappeared, and no one showed up.

Ye Xilin's reaction was almost the same as hers, and she was also looking for someone, but after several weeks of looking, she still couldn't find where the acquaintance was.

A staff member came to the stage to speak and told everyone that due to conflicts in private schedules, several bands will come tomorrow, so there may be slight changes in the order of appearances at that time, but there will be no major changes. After all, it is a competition. You can't keep everyone waiting.

After the speech, the contest party immediately announced the list of participating bands and the specific schedule, as well as some miscellaneous matters.

The list is not a paper version, it has been posted online a long time ago, and can be seen on the official account.

Qinghe was too lazy to search, so Ye Xilin checked it out.

There is an empty band in the list.

Maybe it was for a gimmick, or maybe it was for other reasons. The competition team put the empty music team at the top of the list. The position is so eye-catching that it's hard not to see it.

Qi Er leaned over and took a look, and recognized several young bands with good strength, and said in dialect: "This competition is not small, there is something to do."

The arrangement for the afternoon is simple. Each band will go on stage to try out the stage, tune, and play samples... If there is no problem, you can go back to rest after everything is done.

The slow train is useless for sampling this time, and I plan to get on it directly, not to play fake.In the competition, the focus is on strength, old rules and new tricks can make people's eyes shine, too fancy will be counterproductive.

The four of them left after trying out the scene here, neat and unrestrained.

Go back to the place where you live, put the guys down, lie on the bed and blow on the air conditioner to relax, and wait until the sun outside is not so harsh, then they go out for a walk and stroll around.

The villages in City G are not the kind in the mountains. The transportation and infrastructure are more complete than ordinary county towns. There are streets, entertainment venues, and various specialty shops.

The residents here are not very enthusiastic about foreigners, but they do business very well, and the prices are not expensive.

They wandered around outside, only bought a few drinks, and didn't dare to spend money recklessly.After dark, Qi Er proposed to go shopping at the night market, and the three of them followed suit, looking around blindly.

When it was time to eat, the group of people walked back unhurriedly. They ate and drank enough in the restaurant, and mixed with people from other teams for a long time. It was almost ten o'clock before they stopped.

It was an ordinary day, and it passed in a blink of an eye. Everyone got along in harmony, and there were no quarrels.

The temperature outside was high, Qinghe was drenched with sweat, her clothes looked clean, but her bra inside was wet, she quickly found clothes as soon as she got back to her room, and rushed to take a bath before others, just in the public bathroom. It took twenty minutes to come out.

Drenched in water, washed up and down, and felt refreshed.She wiped her hair with a dry towel and walked back, thinking that she would go back to the room to blow on the air conditioner and play with her mobile phone as soon as possible.

Opposite Qi Er and their room was half-hidden, with a crack open.

Walking to the door, Qinghe looked back, took a casual glance, and then pushed open the door here to go in.

At this moment, Qi Er's roar sounded from the opposite room.

"Fuck me, who did it?!"

The voice was so loud that it could be heard in the whole avenue. The place that was a bit noisy was suddenly silent, and all the rooms were quiet in an instant.

Qi Er's anger failed to calm down with a roar, and after a short silence, there was a bang in the opposite room, and he continued almost recklessly, cursing: "I'll ask you the fuck, who did it?" !"

The doors of many rooms opened one after another, and people around came out one after another. Everyone looked left and right, and finally fixed their eyes here.Some people didn't dare to meddle in other people's business, and stood motionless at the door. Some people walked this way curiously, wanting to see what was going on.

This battle was scary enough, Qi Er was about to start fighting as if he had eaten explosives.

Qinghe's throat tightened, feeling something was wrong.

She turned around and was the first to push the door open.

What came into view was a mess, the wooden table in the center of the room was kicked over, surrounded by scattered mineral water bottles and trash cans that had been overturned on the ground.

And the guitar with the broken string in this pile of garbage.