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Jiang Chengyue stood still, letting Lu Xu wrap the tape measure around his body.

He himself didn't like close physical contact, but Lu Xu's expression was too serious, and his blue eyes were very deep, as if all he could accommodate was design and work.

There was a faint bitter taste of black coffee on Lu Xu's body. When the tape measure passed the inside of his wrist, the back of his hand touched Lu Xu's watch, which was cold and hard to the touch.

While he was letting Lu Xu play with him, the female assistant in a white shirt and light coffee-colored trousers kept looking at him quietly.

"Just lend me any clothes." Jiang Chengyue said, "Just wear it and make it convenient for drumming."

"You don't need to tell me, I know it well." Lu Xu gave the number casually and asked his assistant to find clothes. Jiang Chengyue sat on the high stool and watched the busy traffic under the French windows.

The thin black gauze curtains were very long and piled up under his feet. He didn't even dare to drop his feet because he was afraid that the curtains would be dirty if he stepped on them.

[Meng Zhe]: Are you going at night?I'm a bit regretful, or we wouldn't ask Li Sui, and go find someone else.There are guitar players everywhere.

[Bamboo shoots]: Go, don't be cowardly.

[Meng Zhe]: Chen Ruhui is a bit hard to describe. In short, let's treat it as a band communication, and don't say anything else to him.

[Bamboo shoots]: You get what you want.

"Put down your phone, come over and change your clothes." Lu Xu was calling him.

Jiang Chengyue couldn't see the value of the clothes, but felt that the two pieces Lu Xu was carrying were much more plain than the Nancy Deer clothes he had seen in normal times.

So he took it for granted that these were the clothes that Lu Xu didn't want.

"Your waist is thinner than the smallest size, it's too late to change it, just make do with it." Lu Xu threw the clothes to him and asked him to change them.

What Jiang Chengyue held was a soft white T-shirt, which seemed to have no sense of design. There was only a sentence of German printing on the clothes, but after putting it on, you would find that there were a lot of care in the clothes. The T-shirt was a bit long, and the right neckline It is a little bigger, with a fake two-piece design, and the hem is stitched in black.

The trousers looked like paratrooper trousers, with a pocket on the right and a few belts on the left. Jiang Chengyue couldn't understand it. The waist of the trousers was a little loose. When he wanted to tie the belt, he didn't understand it, so he had to ask Lu Xu for help.

Lu Xu seemed to know the structure of these clothes well. Standing behind him, he picked up the straps and adjusted them, wrapped his hands around his waist, and the watch chain scraped lightly on the cuff of his paratrooper trousers.

Jiang Chengyue stood blankly in front of the mirror, feeling that the self in the mirror was very different from her usual dressing style.

"Why do I feel a little strange?" He turned his head and asked Lu Xu.

Lu Xu didn't speak, Assistant Wang spoke first: "It's not surprising, it's very beautiful."

"Why haven't you left yet?" Lu Xu asked the assistant, "Don't you have another job?"

Wang Xue shrank her neck and walked out, to give the big boss a peach blossom that refused to squeeze the door.

Lu Xu looked at Jiang Chengyue for a while, and said, "Well, my wrist seems a little empty."

He rummaged through the drawers of the workbench, found a gui leather bracelet and threw it over to Jiang Chengyue: "Put this on."

Jiang Chengyue was tossed by Lu Xu for more than two hours, changed into clothes that looked a little bit but not much, and Lu Xu asked someone to do a simple haircut.

When Lu Xu found an eyeliner and tried to paint him with a rock-and-roll makeup, Jiang Chengyue finally couldn't sit still.

"It really looks good with light makeup." Lu Xu was a little bit unsatisfied.

"I don't." Jiang Chengyue had a sore throat for the past two days, and said concisely, "I don't like gay people who are gay."

Lu Xu: "..."

There are many small bars on Wenchuang Street. When the lights are on at night, they will gradually become lively.

The larger bands in this city have their own performances, or go to livehouses and music festivals. Small and scattered people who want to play music mostly gather on this street.

Jiang Chengyue finally escaped from the "claw" of the road designer, and when he arrived at Wenchuang Street, it took only a minute.Before entering Fu Youran's bar, he heard a voice scolding him in mixed Chinese and English.

"Why isn't Jiang Chengyue coming?" Chen Ruhui said, "The drummers of the minority folk band 'Yuzu Bingxue' are all blowers, right? Self-taught drums are so powerful, and there are no formal bands. It's a waste of my time." Time, stupid."

Jiang Chengyue frowned.

Lu Xu grew up in a foreign country, and his ancestors were of mixed race. When talking to him on weekdays, sometimes he would dance in German when he couldn’t understand Chinese. , Recently, it seems that I have learned a few words of Sichuan dialect without a teacher.

He only thinks Brother Lu is interesting, not pretentious.

But Chen Ruhui in front of him speaks very plastic in Mandarin and English, which makes him feel uncomfortable.Chen Ruhui came not alone, but also brought a live camera team.

"Sorry for being late." Jiang Chengyue said, "I have something to do."

He still has a piece of medical tape on the back of his right hand to cover the bruise from the day before yesterday when the nurse pulled out the needle incorrectly.

"What's going on?" Meng Zhe asked him, "Are you sick?"

"It's okay." Jiang Chengyue lowered his head to look for his drum stick, "I've had a little sore throat in the past two days, just talk less."

It was this Chen Ruhui yelling that annoyed him a bit.

"It's melon, and its voice is louder than a drum." Jiang Chengyue whispered.

"It's really annoying." Meng Zhe said, "I don't think Brother Li is impatient anymore. This guy talks a lot, but he looks like an Internet celebrity drummer. He came to try the drums and brought a camera team to block the bar. The door has been adjusted for a long time, and I don’t know what I’m thinking about.”

Jiang Chengyue started to learn drums in the sixth grade. She just liked it. She never thought of using drums to attract fans or gain fame. Most of the time, what she wanted was to offset her loneliness.

"Come and try." Jiang Chengyue said.

"Student!" Fu Youran trotted over, "I have two drums here, and you just use the one inside."

After Fu Youran finished speaking, she looked at Jiang Chengyue's clothes up and down, and smiled: "I didn't make the clothes by myself, did I? My whole temperament has changed."

"Hmm... Is it very different from my usual style?" Jiang Chengyue asked.

"You usually don't have any style, so you just dress around?" Fu Youran asked, "You have a style today, which brand is it, let me see the label!"

Jiang Chengyue didn't know, and was about to watch, when the drummer called by Li Sui over there started urging him again.

Chen Ruhui: "Hurry up, please, I really don't understand why I spend time here with someone like you."

Jiang Chengyue sat down on the drum stool, pretending not to hear Chen Ruhui's voice, he took the drumsticks, tried kickandhats (bass drum and hi-hat), to feel the sound of the drum kit here, and then clasped his wrists Grabbing the drum stick in the same way, he raised his eyes to look at Chen Ruhui.

Wenchuang Street is a scenic spot. Today is the weekend. At this time of night, the number of people in the bar has gradually increased.

"How do you want to compare?" Jiang Chengyue asked.

"Try different rhythms?" Chen Ruhui didn't think that Jiang Chengyue could play drums. "Drums are an instrument with the same rhythm type, but different people play different effects."

Chen Ruhui hit a basic backhand, the muscles on his forearm were distinct, and he hit very hard.

He came from a major, learned drums abroad, and passed the grade test. He only thought that the drums of these small street bands in China were just playing around. He also looked down on guitarists like Li Sui, but when Li Sui mentioned it to him , he wanted to come to the streets to show off his skills, thinking that he could make a good video.

"Hands are steady." Li Sui, who was standing aside, said to Meng Zhe, "Professional level is enough."

Meng Zhe just smiled and didn't speak.

The guests in the surrounding bars couldn't understand, so they held up their mobile phones to take pictures of Chen Ruhui.

Jiang Chengyue sat quietly on the drum stool, waiting for Chen Ruhui to finish playing the rhythm, then raised her foot and landed on the bass drum, and then the drum stick also fell on the hi-hat, playing a backlash beat rhythm.

He didn't use so much strength like Chen Ruhui, but every blow was just right.

The way Li Sui looked at Jiang Chengyue finally changed.

"It's very stable, not so powerful, but it sounds good." He said.

For percussion, the most important rhythmic resonance, in short, Jiang Chengyue's drums are more resonant.

Chen Ruhui glanced at Li Sui arrogantly, and beat the army drum with the drum stick in his hand, interrupting Jiang Chengyue's movements.Jiang Chengyue was not angry either, and stopped the uninterrupted rhythm.

But he didn't abide by the rules, and Jiang Chengyue wouldn't do so again, so when Chen Ruhui soloed a difficult rhythm, Jiang Chengyue took the ghost voice in a leisurely manner.These are the foundations of drum kits, but it is often these most fundamental things that can best show the solidity of a person's basic skills.

Chen Ruhui played drums from elementary school, and his foundation is undoubtedly solid, but Li Sui felt that something was missing in the drums when he listened, not the emotion and vitality that Jiang Chengyue played.

People may not be able to understand music, but they must be able to understand emotions. Many people took pictures of Jiang Chengyue with their mobile phone lenses.

Jiang Chengyue didn't realize that when he played the drums, he easily forgot about his surroundings.

"Don't lay the foundation." Chen Ruhui said, "Find a song, and then solo, it's a quick win."

"As you wish." Jiang Chengyue said.

The drums in the bar had no shields, and when he sat there, people around could see him clearly.He always had a little smile on his lips when he spoke, but he was so focused and serious when he played the drums that he didn't even realize that he was being photographed for several times.

Chen Ruhui chose Linkin Park's song. There is no doubt that he is very familiar with this song and has many opportunities to practice. He is so proficient that he memorizes every beat by heart. After playing, he proudly looks at Jiang Chengyue.

"Your skills are quite good." Jiang Chengyue said, "You must have practiced a lot, I envy you very much."

"If you don't envy me, I will have many stages in the future. If you can go far, you can only play on the street." Chen Ruhui's mouth twitched triumphantly, but Jiang Chengyue's second sentence made everyone He couldn't laugh anymore.

"But." Jiang Chengyue said, "Playing music and being played by music are two different things."

He spoke with a serious face, and there were sniggers in the bar.

"Chen's drums are too stiff." Fu Youran said to Meng Zhe, "He has no ideas of his own. Maybe he is a good learner, but he is definitely not a good musician."

The people around may not be able to understand, so they can only shout awesome, but those who play in the band can more or less hear that Chen Ruhui copied other people's rhythms completely, without any ideas of his own.

"Brother." Li Sui whistled at him, "What song do you want to play? I'm looking forward to it."

""Red Lotus Blossom"." Jiang Chengyue said, "I'll just play around."

"This song!" Fu Youran got excited, "Let me sing it for you! It just so happens that there is also a keyboard here."

"Then I'll come too." Meng Zhe hugged his bass.

As the lead singer of the D University campus band, Fu Youran has solid basic skills. The last time she sang English rock at the college students' music festival, she amazed the audience. This time she sang Japanese songs and was able to adjust her voice in time.

A drum fight was turned into an impromptu live.

"Strong くなれる Reason を Know っ た, Servant を Lian れ て Jin め."

At the end of Fu Youran's first line of lyrics, Jiang Chengyue raised her hands and hit the cymbal, her dark flaxen hair flicked in the air following the movement, and the steady and accurate drumbeat filled the rhythm of the whole song , The atmosphere in the bar suddenly became irritable.

A day later, Lu Xu miraculously saw this video on ins (a social application).

Chen Ruhui had never competed with drums before. Before Jiang Chengyue and the others finished a song, he took his own people to withdraw first, cut and cut the video of the day, corrected the sound for himself, and posted it on ins.

@Chen: Playing a drum in a domestic bar, I feel that my clothes are out of tune with the atmosphere here.

Chen Ruhui probably wanted to show his sense of superiority. The video shot himself and Jiang Chengyue, and also posted his own clothing brand and dressing tutorial, all of which meant to belittle others.

Those who followed him praised him as usual, some said he played drums well, while others said he was well dressed and looked extravagant.

But the good times didn't last long, and a new comment appeared in Chen Ruhui's comment area——

@石子: It's not out of place, right? The younger brother who competes with you is more than a dozen blocks away from you.

Chen Ruhui replied: Just his clothes at the roadside stall?

@石子: Are you blind or do you not understand fashion?I happened to see this while traveling yesterday. His black and white top was a limited edition of Deer and Nancy last year. It was hand-made by the chief designer Kyle, 1 pieces, not many pieces in total. The pants are a sub-line brand of Lujia. The trendy brand route I took was bought by many domestic celebrities last year, and they were sold out directly.

This person named Yuzi is a fashion expert in China, and he posted Jiang Chengyue's later live video on several major platforms.

The quarrel on ins is still going on——

@Chen: It must be a fake, it is out of stock, how could he have it?

@Chen: It's true, I'll kick your head as a ball.

Except for the college student music festival, Lu Xu had never watched Jiang Chengyue's complete live.

Jiang Chengyue's body shape yesterday was figured out on a whim. From the video, Lu Xu found it pleasing to the eye.

When Jiang Chengyue played the drums, it seemed to be the time when he laughed the most.It's not the kind of laughing first because of the character's unspoken words, but because of genuine liking and happiness.

Lu Xu could understand this feeling. He looked at Jiang Chengyue like this, as if he was looking at his own work, and he had the desire and satisfaction to keep it for himself and make it public.

"Teacher Lu." Wang Xue knocked on the door of his workshop, "Jiang Chengyue just came to see you, and the one who returned the clothes has already left."

There was a message from Jiang Chengyue on Lu Xu's phone——

[Bamboo shoots]: Brother Lu!I had fun yesterday and drained traffic to the bar, my senior sister gave out red envelopes, thank you for your clothes, they are so easy to wear!I finished washing, no pilling, return it to you.

[Bamboo shoots]: I'm going to rehearse and go back by myself at night.

"Ah yes." Wang Xue said, "He said he bought you a little fruit by the way, thank you."

Lu Xu sneered: "I still buy fruit, why don't I see him so polite? Do I still want to take advantage of him?"

Lu Xu stretched out his hand: "Where's the fruit?"

Assistant Wang's mouth twitched, and he sneered, took out a banana from his pocket, and placed it on Lu Xu's workbench with both hands.

Lu Xu: "..."