nostalgic dream

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Before Xiao Lu could answer, he ran away like a gust of wind, leaving only the voice of the phone in the corridor: Hey, mouse, where are you...

When he got downstairs, Xia Zhimu stopped a taxi directly, not only anxious, but also dripping blood.Rongcheng has a large area and many people, so there are naturally many vehicles. The difference between off-peak hours and peak hours is only that there is congestion and more congestion.

Afraid to look at the rapidly increasing numbers on the meter, Xia Zhimu put on his headphones and picked a playlist called 'Classic Band', his eyes full of nostalgia.

These are the songs they often rehearsed when they first formed the band.At that time, we were not familiar with each other, but we were in the same club, and it happened that the school had a welcome party, so we put together a temporary band with the mentality of having fun and trying it out, without even a name.I originally planned to break up after the party, but I didn't expect that the styles I liked were the same, and the personalities were also very compatible, so I discussed and formally established a band. The name was random, so I chose another sound of 'le'.

"Girl, we're here."

Hearing the driver's voice, Xia Zhimu came back to his senses, took out his wallet to pay the fare, got out of the car and ran into the academy.

Changle University is a century-old school. The building has been polished by the years and is a bit old, but the architectural style is unique, and the campus is lined with cherry trees. There is also a well-preserved street in the Republic of China. Many tourists come here admiringly. From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] p.m., foreign vehicles are not allowed to enter and exit, and can only enter and exit on foot.

Several members of the Le band and Yu Jin have been waiting for Xia Zhimu in the rehearsal room for a long time. As soon as the door was pushed open, Qi Xichen stopped what he was doing and stared at Xia Zhimu with an unfriendly expression, looking at the girl with empty hands , the face pulled longer: "Where's your guitar?"

Xia Zhimu yelled dissatisfied: "Is this how you treat patients?"

Qi Xichen said unhappily: "You are so old and you can't take care of yourself. You don't plan to compete anymore, do you plan to ride a motorcycle and go skiing in winter?"

Xia Zhimu said with a sneer: "Of course we have to compare, how do we arrange today?" But he secretly scolded Jiang Lei, traitor!

Now it is obviously impossible for Xia Zhimu to go back to pick up the guitar. In addition, Xia Zhimu is still sick. Several people discussed it. First, they went to the club to borrow a guitar. Mu was familiar with the melody and notation.

On Tuesday, Xia Zhimu played the guitar, and on Wednesday, when he was almost sick, he would sing the lead.Because there is one more person, everyone has to re-run and adapt to each other's speed and rhythm, and the time is still relatively tight.But considering Xia Zhimu's voice, this is the best way to deal with it now.

When night fell, the few people stopped rehearsing and separated to do their own things.Yu Jin sent Xia Zhimu home, Tang Hao and Jiang Lei accompanied Qi Xichen to find the captain to ask for leave.

"Jin, I'm so hungry." Xia Zhimu touched her dry stomach, she hadn't eaten all day.I was too sleepy in the morning and just wanted to sleep. I woke up in the afternoon and was too anxious to eat. Now I relax and feel hungry.

When Qi Xichen and Luo Jiaqi called in the morning, Yu Jin was by the side, and knew the nature of this 'wood', so he said helplessly, "Then I'll accompany you to dinner first." She usually doesn't eat dinner at night.

Xia Zhimu smiled brightly, and put his arms around Yu Jin's shoulders: "You are the best for me."

Yu Jin sighed and said, "I've been too used to you since I was a child, look at you. To be honest, I'm really worried about you going to Canada alone."

Xia Zhimu felt sore in his heart. Apart from being moved, there was also a trace of regret. It would be great if Qiqi said this to herself...

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☆、Chapter 27

On Thursday night, after a hard day of rehearsal, Xia Zhimu came home and pressed the switch panel above the entrance cabinet. The light gray ceiling lamp illuminated the invisible living room. Pair of cotton slippers.

Xia Zhimu put down the guitar bag casually, and collapsed on the sofa, with one hand resting on his small head and the other arm hanging on the ground, so tired that he didn't even bother to move a finger.

The sofa at home is so soft...

She was really tired, her back was sore and her legs were about to cramp.I usually sit on a high stool with my guitar in my arms, and there are stepping bars to support my feet, not to mention how comfortable it is.For the last time, I also had a chair to sit on. It's not like standing all afternoon with an electric guitar hanging around my neck today!

The others were not much better either.The neck is the most important thing for bass players. They will shake their necks when playing. Tang Hao almost twisted his neck. Jiang Lei's hands were shaking when he carried his bag and walked away.Only Qi Xichen and Yu Jin sat there, the old gods, in the name of training their stage performance.

'It would be nice to choose a jazz music, but I don't know what to do with rock music. 'Xia Zhimu complained angrily in his heart.

When Luo Jiaqi came back, she saw Xia Zhimu who looked like dried salted fish on the sofa, she was both funny and distressed.So he approached, sat next to the girl, gently massaged the girl's shoulders, and asked gently, "Did you have a hard day today? Are you hungry?"

Xia Zhimu closed his eyes slightly, feeling the cool touch on his neck, the fatigue of the day disappeared in an instant, and subconsciously replied: "It's not hard to see you."

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