You're My Wonderwall

More than two months have passed since Labor Day, and the band Vent has officially reorganized.

Xiao Heng finished the previous job and did not continue to take on jobs.

After barely saving enough initial start-up funds, he began to immerse himself in designing his own framework.Since he was just starting out, and he was the only person working on the project, Xiao Heng chose to start with a small project and focus on micro-chat mini-games.After the frame is made, I plan to post a small advertisement in the part-time job group of C University and find someone who can do animation.

"You can't write like this." Lu Yan was about to go to the air-raid shelter for rehearsal. He rummaged in the closet for a while, got up with his clothes, and saw the recruitment information written by Xiao Heng.

There is only a simple line of requirements and rewards above.

Xiao Heng bit his cigarette and asked, "Is there a problem?"

"Small advertisements are not posted like this," Lu Yan wanted to point him out, but in the end he stretched out his hand and said, "...you take it here, and my brother will teach you."

Xiao Heng handed over the phone: "Brother who are you talking to, think about your seniority before talking."

Lu Yan typed a few lines on Xiao Heng's cell phone before returning it to him.

Xiao Heng took it.

I found that there were a few more lines in the message he originally typed: Did you also have a dream in your heart?Are you lost in the boring class and can't find your self-worth?bring it on!Come and participate in the entrepreneurial journey of an aspiring young man!

"..."

Lu Yanfa's small advertisements are really handy, and he often places advertisements in various groups.

After he sent it, Xiao Heng's phone vibrated immediately.

Lu Yan: "Look, as soon as I make a move—"

Xiao Heng turned the phone around and put it in front of Lu Yan.

[You have been kicked out of the group chat by the group owner. ]

Xiao Heng: "Brother?"

Lu Yan: "..."

How the hell are you different from what you imagined.

Lu Yan pretended nothing happened, and took the clothes into the compartment.

After the cubicle door was closed, Xiao Heng turned off the system notification, and clicked on Qiu Shaofeng's chat box, intending to ask him to help find someone in the art department group.

[Xiao Heng]: Where?

Qiu Shaofeng quickly replied: Boss, what's the matter, please tell me.

Xiao Heng explained his purpose.

[Qiu Shaofeng]: OK!Brother, I'll do it for you right away!

It was rare for Xiao Heng to find him once, and Qiu Shaofeng kept talking: If you need anything, just come to me, is there any investment?Boss, I think your project is very good and has market prospects. How about me and Zhuangzhi invest some money in you?

Xiao Heng laughed and replied with trembling smoke: Do you fucking know what my project is for.

[Qiu Shaofeng]: I don't know.

[Qiu Shaofeng]: But I rely on feeling!I have a hunch it will work!

[Xiao Heng]: Go away.

There was a chatter between the brothers.

Xiao Heng inadvertently scrolled up the chat message, and it fell on Qiu Shaofeng's "Boss, I found you a substitute class" more than two months ago.

Looking at this message, Xiao Heng remembered what Qiu Shaofeng said at the time:

——"There are photos, and he looks quite handsome, do you want to take a look?"

What did he say then?

Before Xiao Heng could come up with an answer, his fingers touched the screen of the phone, and he had already typed a line.

[Xiao Heng]: Do you still have the photo of the substitute class last time?

After Xiao Heng finished posting, remembering that he was busy breastfeeding the child at that time, he said impatiently: No, am I sick?

Qiu Shaofeng didn't turn the corner in his mind for a while.

[Qiu Shaofeng]: Photos?What picture?

[Qiu Shaofeng]: Ah, that's a substitute class.I am searching.

[Qiu Shaofeng]: [picture].

Qiu Shaofeng expressed doubts again: What's wrong?Boss, don't you intend to remember this face firmly, and if you meet each other on the road in the future, you will hit it once?

on the photo.

Lu Yan's hair should have just been cut, and there is still a bit of the killer color that was dyed when we first met, and a wisp of extremely gorgeous red is mixed in it.

Xiao Heng stared at it for a while, then saved the photo.

……

Li Zhen, Xu Ye and the others lined up from [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m. every day. After Lu Yan took a shower, it was almost twelve o'clock after he finished cleaning up.

He hurriedly said: "I'll go to rehearsal later, Viagra may come to borrow soy sauce in the afternoon, please open the door for him."

"Ah."

Xiao Heng looked at the computer screen and responded.

After Xiao Heng finished answering, he typed the last line of code, leaned back, and wanted to close his eyes for a while to rest, but caught a glimpse of Lu Yan coming out of the bathroom.

Lu Yan's hair was still wet, and his upper body was wearing a thin shirt.

Probably because it was too hot in this hell, the buttons were not buttoned, and the hem of the clothes hung loosely on the sides.From the clavicle down is a smooth muscle line.The mermaid line is dented, half hidden in the fabric of the jeans.

There were drops of water flowing down, and the shirt on the shoulder was soaked and soaked into an almost transparent color.

The cuffs were too long, so Lu Yan folded the cuffs up a few times, bent down to look for accessories, and said, "If the courier arrives, you can collect it for me first."

This time Xiao Heng didn't say "hmm".

With Lu Yan's back turned to him, the part of the looming waist gradually overlapped with the scene when he swayed slightly to the accompaniment in the air-raid shelter that day.

Xiao Heng unconsciously touched the pack of cigarettes at hand.

He let out a breath slowly in his heart.

what happened?

……

Possibly possessed.

Lu Yan was wearing earrings.

In his hand was the thin chain he had worn in the shelter that day.

Sister Lan gave him this chain.

Sister Lan seldom broadcasts live recently, and concentrates on creating original jewelry Taobao stores. Lu Yan advertised for her during the live broadcast. Sister Lan knocked on the door the next day and came over to give him a few small boxes.

Lu Yan stood at the door, leaning against the shoe cabinet. There was no mirror near the shoe cabinet to look at, so he could only turn his head to feel it.

The thin chain in Lu Yan's hand couldn't be put on smoothly for a long time.

Xiao Heng bit his cigarette and got up.

Lu Yan is planning to switch sides.

The next second—

The thin chain in his hand was pulled away, Xiao Heng walked in front of him, bent slightly, and leaned close to his ear, noticing that Lu Yan wanted to turn his head to look over, Xiao Heng stretched out his other hand to hold him Head: "Don't move."

Although Xiao Heng spoke bluntly.

The movements of his hands were very light, Lu Yan didn't even notice anything, and a cold metal chain had already touched his ear.

Air-raid shelter No. [-] on Feiyue Road.

Lu delayed to half an hour.

"Why did you come here?" Li Zhen said, twirling his drum stick, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Lu Yan: "On the way...something happened."

Li Zhen glanced outside: "No way, can it be blocked for half an hour? The road conditions were obviously good when I went out."

"..."

Lu Yanxin said that it was because he took the wrong car.

He didn't even know how he got out.

He could walk the way to the air-raid shelter with his eyes closed.

But after he got on the bus, it took him more than ten minutes to realize that the bus was going in the opposite direction.

He got off the bus, squatted at the intersection and smoked a cigarette.

He didn't feel right.

Li Zhen was still saying that the road conditions were clear today, but Lu Yan changed the subject, coughing and saying, "What's wrong with Xu Ye?"

Xu Ye was sitting alone in the corner of the air-raid shelter.

Li Zhen said: "He, last time he made a mistake in the performance at Brother Zhang's bar, he felt a little bit off about it."

The band regrouped, and after rehearsing for a while, they went back to the bar for a show.

Sun Tong has been asking Xu Ye since he first joined the team: "Then are you coming back? Brother Changzi has kept it for you all the time, and the posters have been prepared for you in advance. Take a look, you are not overbearing!"

The posters made by Sun Tong are even more exaggerated than the ones made by their band themselves. This middle-aged man who once played in the band has always had an immortal rock heart in his heart.On the poster, Lu Yan stood in the middle, and a line of large characters spanned the entire page: The Demon King Band is back from Nirvana!

Lu Yan said: "...overbearing."

The music was still blaring in the bar.

One week in advance, Sun Tong put up the poster of "Return from Nirvana of V Group" and placed it at the most conspicuous entrance and exit.

Before Lu Yan went, he was somewhat worried about "whether no one will come to see it" or "whether no one will actually be waiting for them".

But as soon as Lu Yan walked to the backstage, Sun Tong said excitedly: "Do you know how many people are here? Damn, I can't fit a bar—"

Sun Tong led him to look over to the stage. Before the show started, the audience was already full of people, and it was huge: "This is only a part, the venue is limited, and other people lined up outside. It is said that there will be no more people inside. Still standing at the door of the bar, refusing to leave."

Lu Yan looked down.

The backstage is on the second floor. From this angle, you can just see the smoke effect on the stage. There are more than 200 people standing in the audience, waiting for the stage lights to turn on. Occasionally, someone speaks and shouts the name of the V group: "VENT! "

The sound of VENT came directly from the audience.

At the end of Sun Tong's words, he was so excited that he almost broke his voice. He then uttered a few obscenities and stuffed the cigarette into his mouth with trembling hands.

The show was a success.