forgotten island

The next evening, Nan Qing and Mo Shen made an appointment at the door of a cafe. When Nan Qing arrived, Mo Shen was already waiting for him in the car, and he handed you the coffee to Nan Qing.

"I changed my hair color again." Nan Qing took the coffee and said, looking at Mo Shen with pink hair in the driver's seat.

"I'm tired of seeing blue."

Nan Qing put on his seat belt while talking: "You are not afraid of baldness."

Mo Shen shrugged indifferently: "I have a lot of hair, so I will be willful."

The place is a bit remote, far away from the city, and drove all the way to the suburbs. When it was about to arrive, Nan Qing sent a message to Ji Jing.

As soon as Ji Jing received the text message, he waited outside. By the time Nan Qing and the others arrived, the sky had already darkened, and the stars and the moon began to appear like shadows in the thick clouds.

Before the car stopped, Ji Jing walked over.

The place was very empty. Mo Shen parked the car casually in an open space, and the two got out of the car together. Nan Qing looked around and saw that there was not a single house: "The place is a bit out of the way."

Ji Jing smiled: "This way you won't disturb others." After speaking, he glanced at Mo Shen who was standing next to Nan Qing.

Nan Qing immediately introduced: "This is my friend, Mo Shen." Then he pointed to Ji Jing, "I just met yesterday..." Nan Qing paused, "Friend..."

Before Nan Qing finished his introduction, Ji Jing stretched out his hand: "The drum player." Mo Shen nodded, and they held each other. Ji Jing continued, "You and the piano player I imagined People are different."

Mo Shen withdrew his hand: "Aren't you steady?"

Ji Jing put his hands in his trouser pockets: "It's very special." After speaking, he turned to look at Nan Qing, his eyebrows and eyes frowned, "Go in."

Along the way, Ji Jing kept talking to Nan Qing, and Mo Shen followed beside him, occasionally looking back at Nan Qing and Ji Jing.The three of them arrived within a few minutes of walking, and Ji Jing led them in. The house was a rough house with nothing in it. The only decorations were the musical instruments placed in the center and the walls covered with graffiti.

Ji Jing happily introduced the band members to Nan Qing, letting them know each other.

Bassist John put one hand on Ji Jing's shoulder and supported his own bass with the other: "Ji Jing said you play the cello?"

Nan Qing nodded.

John groaned, then turned around and asked Mo Shen, "Are you into rock and roll too?"

Mo Shen was taken aback for a moment, and said with a smile: "The one who plays the piano."

John was surprised: "You are different from all the piano players I know."

Apart from his pink hair today, Mo Shen also wears a small earring on his left ear, more than one ring on his finger, and his clothes are also punk. I don't blame others for thinking wrong.

Guitarist Li Shide took a few bottles of beer from the refrigerator, and everyone except the lead singer Curacao gave a bottle.Nan Qing took it with some embarrassment. Mo Shen knew that Nan Qing couldn't drink too much wine, and just wanted to explain, but Nan Qing stopped him.Today Nanqing felt a little excited from the moment he got off the car. Although it was shallow, he still felt it. Nanqing hadn’t felt this way for a long time. Mo Shen took a meaningful look at Nanqing, stopped and wanted to explain if.

None of them noticed the eye contact between Mo Shen and Nan Qing, and raised their hands to bump the beer bottles together. Nan Qing looked away, smiled and raised his hand to touch.

Ji Jing: "Nan Qing is my first new friend when I return to China." After speaking, he glanced at Nan Qing, raised his head and drank all the beer, "It's also our first audience here."

Ji Jing smiled happily, turned sideways, took another bottle of wine, and touched Mo Shen's bottle. Because of the shaking, liquid flowed out from the mouth of the cup, and Mo Shen's grip was wet along the bottle. Holding the palm of the bottle: "Also, a special pianist."

Mo Shen lowered his eyes, looked at Ji Jing, who was half a head shorter than him, pursed his mouth, followed Ji Jing's movements, raised his head and took a sip of wine.

Several people can drink well, and after drinking for a while, they entered the theme. Nan Qing also only drank one bottle, but fortunately, there was no itching. He habitually lowered his head and tidied up the messy table, waiting for him to look up. When it was time, Ji Jing and the others were already tuning the sound, and the lights seemed to be dimmed a little.

Sitting in front of the drum set, Ji Jing smiled at Nan Qing and Mo Shen, then took off his coat and threw it on the ground casually. Only then did Nan Qing realize that Ji Jing had not only a tattoo on his ear, but also a tattoo on his arm. There are also fluorescent ones, which can only be seen in low light. They are very beautiful, like fireflies, but Nan Qing can't understand what the lines are.

It was very quiet all around, and the sound of the wind blowing the leaves could be heard, until the first drum sounded, all the silence receded in an instant, and then the sound of bass and guitar joined in, and the sound of Curacao followed the sound of his playing. The bass sounded.

"Forgive the world, quarreled."

"Dead weeds on street corners, surrounded by black ants."

"Graffiti on the walls, faded color."

"The bronze plaque hanging on the window has become mottled due to decay."

"The string I was hooking in my hand broke into several pieces."

"Broken drumheads, broken headstocks."

"The traveler's painter, composed it into a picture burned to ashes"

"The world is too noisy, and the world is too obedient. Follow the steps."

"......"

Curacao's voice is hoarse, so that the lyrics inexplicably exaggerate a bit of indescribable sadness and anger.

Nan Qing stared at them intently, his heart was beating violently, and his blood began to boil. His eyes kept switching on them, and finally fixed on Ji Jing. Not the same, the color of the whole person began to darken, as if soaked in ink, even the original soft facial features became thicker because of the addition of music, changing drum sticks, arms waving with the rhythm, shaking Messy hair, sweat sticking to his brows, and the dim light carved his outline deeper and deeper.

Nan Qing didn't have much exposure to rock music, but at this moment, he felt a shock in his soul. He felt that his skin was getting goosebumps. What affected him was not the type of music in an unfamiliar field, but the music he was playing and singing at this very moment. of them.The wanton people in front of me, the flying enthusiasm, the tense muscles, every change of music, has a huge power.

Even if there is a difference of tens of thousands of miles between music and music, it can still resonate.

The few pieces of music were played quickly, and the clothes of several people were stuck to the skin with sweat. Ji Jing was a little out of breath. He turned the drumstick in his hand, put it on the stool, and walked towards Nanqing. Then he wiped his hair, and all the bangs were pulled to the sides: "How is it?"

Nan Qing: "Very good."

John took a sip of his wine: "Of course, it has been changed several times, and this is the final decision."

"Any good suggestions?"

Nan Qing thought for a moment, then glanced at Mo Shen.

Curacao: "It's okay. Just say it."

"I don't know much about rock culture. My first feeling is that it's really good. If I really want to make comments, the bass plays the bass part in the whole band, and it's also the conductor of the rhythm. So when I first cut into it, let the bass Wouldn't it be better to start first?" After Nan Qing finished speaking, the surroundings were quiet for a while.

Nan Qing glanced at Ji Jing, Ji Jing seemed to feel Nan Qing's gaze, he nodded and said, "Okay, we can try it then."

"What about you, Mo Shen?" Ji Jing looked at the silent person standing next to Nan Qing.

Mo Shen met his eyes: "Actually, adding a keyboard player to your band would be much better."

Several people were stunned for a moment, and Li Shide said in embarrassment: "There was originally. But he didn't return to China. So... I didn't find a suitable one."

Mo Shen saw Ji Jing's disappointment in a flash, and knew that this opinion was wrong. He withdrew his gaze and landed on other people: "It's okay if you don't add it, it will be better if I add it."

Afterwards, several people discussed together for a while and gave some opinions, because Nan Qing wanted to go back early, Mo Shen and Nan Qing left at eight o'clock.

On the way back, Nanqing obviously noticed that Mo Shen looked at him strangely.

"what happened?"

Mo Shen: "Nanqing, do you know? Today you see their eyes are very hot, just like the first time you saw me playing the piano."

"Nanqing, you could have been stared at so hotly."

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