The correct posture to kill a rival

Yi Yunshu jumped up from his lap suddenly, Ye Qilu was stunned.

Isn't this man drunk?

"You..." Ye Qilu thought for a long time, but he could only find the only reasonable explanation: "Are you so drunk that you wake up quickly?"

Yi Yunshu didn't want to discuss drunkenness with Ye Qilu at all, but asked again: "Do you want to form a band?"

Ye Qilu thought for a while, then lightly shrugged his shoulders.

Yi Yunshu stared at Ye Qilu intently—his eyes became more and more fierce, even a little fierce—the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably: "Are you f*cking crazy? You don't want to go to school anymore?"

"When did I say I won't go to school?" Ye Qilu didn't understand Yi Yunshu's brain circuits at all, "Isn't it okay to be an after-class activity?"

Yi Yunshu patted the table hard—the empty bottle shook a few times with a "bang"—and instantly attracted the attention of all the guests and waiters in the small restaurant.

"Hey, hey," Gu Xiaobai couldn't stand it anymore, and tried to persuade him: "Yun Shu, this is a public place, so don't get into a fight."

Gu Xiaobai's words are deaf to Yi Yunshu now, he can't even get in his left ear - he slightly raised his chin, glanced at Ye Qilu from the corner of his eye, somehow his mood seemed to become extremely good, magnetic There were jumping notes in the voice, "So in Ye Tiancai's eyes, rock and roll and forming a band are just after-class activities?"

Ye Qilu sneered, looking forward: "The head is on my body, I can think whatever I want."

"Yes—" Yi Yunshu's drawn-out tone seemed particularly ambiguous, "I totally agree with what you said~" But he immediately changed the topic, his face sank, and he said coldly and harshly: "But I absolutely can't Accept that you use such a casual tone and attitude to talk about forming a band, maybe you think these low-level things are just a pastime after your class, but this is a belief for many people-"

"Do you know what faith is?" Yi Yunshu sneered shortly, "It is the spiritual sustenance of the most painful, saddest, and most desperate moments. It is the miracle that millet and rifles can defeat airplanes and tanks! You can see Come on, what's a guitar? What's a rock?"

Ye Qilu was dumbfounded by Yi Yunshu's question. He felt that this question was more than ten times more difficult than the high school physics contest questions.

"What do you think we are?" Yi Yunshu glanced at Gu Xiaobai, meaning that we are referring to the secret band, "Do you think we are a group of social scum who are only watched by Lei Zi every day? Do you think we left Rock and roll is useless to do anything else? If I want to go to the United States, go to the UK to play rock and roll, it’s an easy thing for me, but I don’t want to.”

"I just want to make rock and roll that belongs to us in Beijing and China! We are not the sick men of East Asia, and the land under our feet is not barren soil! We can also have new music besides "Dongfanghong"!"

Ye Qilu and Difei beside him all had the same expression, that is, stunned.

Gu Xiaobai stared at Yi Yunshu for a long time, and finally laughed, "Why are you telling them this? Do you think they can reach your level of thinking? Can they understand your psychedelic rock? Will it be like Do you also regard rock and roll as a religion, live for rock and live for rock and roll? You are right in one sentence, in the eyes of outsiders, probably we are a group of social scum who only take drugs and have promiscuity."

"Born for rock and roll? Live for rock and roll?" Ye Qilu suddenly wanted to laugh, "Can I say this with the same brainwashing skills as Long Live XXX? Well, let's break it down today—"

Ye Qilu suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, and said solemnly, "Yi Yunshu, let me ask you, if both Zuo Shan and Rock Roll fell into the river, which one would you save?"

Difei and Gu Xiaobai sprayed it out at the same time.

This question is so fucking awesome!As expected of a top student, he is good at hitting the vital points directly.

Yi Yunshu looked at Ye Qilu coldly, and slowly laughed, without answering directly, he just said: "The sentence just now was not 'live for Zuo Shan'."

Ye Qilu looked like he understood clearly, and nodded his head inexplicably.

"That's why I don't like mine very much..." Yi Yunshu paused for a moment, passed the rest of the words calmly, and continued: "Using such a casual attitude of 'after-school activities' tramples on my beliefs. "

This time Ye Qilu stared at Yi Yunshu intently.

"Maybe if I say something like this, it will hurt your enthusiasm—" Ye Qilu looked at Yi Yunshu and waved to the waiter not far away, "But those people at the memorial service just now, rock for rock'n' roll There are definitely far fewer people than those who rock for faith. It is already 1990, and the millennium is coming soon. It is no longer the era of millet and rifles. There are fewer and fewer people with pure hearts!"

The waiter Yi Yunshu greeted came over, leaned over slightly and smiled, "Hello."

"Give ten bottles of beer to this table!" Yi Yunshu said generously.

Ye Qilu + Gu Xiaobai + Difei: "Hello!"

"Eh—" Yi Yunshu counted the heads, "Ten bottles don't seem to be enough for four people, let's get twenty bottles..."

Ye Qilu + Gu Xiaobai + Difei: "Ten bottles!!!"

Yi Yunshu grinned: "Oh, then ten bottles."

Ye Qilu + Gu Xiaobai + Difei: "..."

Damn it was tricked!

After a while, ten bottles of wine were served on the table.

Ye Qilu refused to drink with them.

So the three of them divided the ten bottles of wine - of course, the problem of dividing ten by three cannot be divisible evenly, so Yi Yunshu logically got four bottles.

Ye Qilu bit his chopsticks, watched Yi Yunshu toast one bowl after another in disbelief, and drank the four bottles of wine in a short while——Gu Xiaobai and Di Feilian I haven't finished a bottle yet!

"Hmm—" Yi Yunshu wobbled, his upper and lower eyelids twitched, and looked at Ye Qilu with a smile. Suddenly, he raised his hand and pulled Ye Qilu's hand, and muttered righteously: "No! Bite the chopsticks! Mom said not to bite the chopsticks!"

Ye Qilu: "..."

After saying that, Yi Yunshu stared blankly at the ceiling. After a few minutes, he held back the corners of his mouth, looking like he was about to laugh and then cry: "Without mom, I don't have mom, she gave up a long time ago. I'm..."

Ye Qilu: "..."

"I want...I want to stand out, I want to let them know that rock and roll has a future! Ten years, just give me ten years—" Yi Yunshu suddenly hugged Ye Qilu's arm, and limply lay down on it, "Ten years Years later, it's either success or I die."

"..." Ye Qilu said softly, "Why do you look like this?"

"It's been five years... There are still five years left, and there are still five years left in my life..." Yi Yunshu burped for a long time - the strong smell of alcohol hit his face, don't mention Yi Yunshu It's too late, even Ye Qilu is going to be drunk——

Yi Yunshu couldn't open his eyes and mouth, and lay on Ye Qilu's arm sticky and mumbled, "I want to lie on you~"

Ye Qilu: "..."

It was on the legs just now and now it is on the body...how can you still push forward?

"What am I going to say?" Gu Xiaobai was at the side, clinking glasses with Di Fei and gloating, "Don't feed Yun Shu wine! He's terrible after drinking!"

"..." Ye Qilu was speechless. Yi Yunshu was already lying on top of him. He tried to push, but he couldn't. "He used to be like this with you?"

Gu Xiaobai thought for a while, "That's not true, he hasn't been so perverted that he wants to lie on someone, you're probably the first..."

"You mean I should be fucking flattered?!" Ye Qilu cursed through gritted teeth.

What should I do, this guy is really a dog skin plaster, I can't push it away at all, should I just knock him out?Ye Qilu thought desperately and cruelly, and frowned seriously: "Why did he lie on me?"

"I don't know." Gu Xiaobai continued to gloat, "Probably because you are more pleasing to the eye." As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately overturned his own statement: "No, you are his rival in love, do you still miss me?" Where is Zuo Xiaoshi? She is more beautiful than before, and she is also famous. You see, those Hong Kong people are adoring her to the sky, do you think about her every night, brat?"

Ye Qilu: "..."

Yi Yunshu put his chin on Ye Qilu's shoulder directly, and smacked his lips comfortably along the way.

"Can you stop drinking? Hurry up and get him home!" Ye Qilu said.

Gu Xiaobai refused: "It doesn't matter, if you want to fix you, he depends on you and not me, and you don't know what day it is, and you are surrounded by people in the circle, so just go out with Yun Shu's sticky appearance It's no wonder that tomorrow he and I will be rumored to be a pair of perverted homosexuals, and later on, Captain Zou will treat him as a psychopath and arrest him."

Ye Qilu: "..."

"I'm angry, I'm really angry, Ye Qilu..." Yi Yunshu muttered, but fortunately he said it in Ye Qilu's ear, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hear clearly—"You actually said that you want to form a band...you want to Why don't you join my band when you play rock? Why do you form your own... ummmmm—”

He could only hear the previous words clearly, and the following sentences were completely submerged in Yi Yunshu's groans.

Ye Qilu's gaze flicked between Di Fei and Gu Xiaobai's.

The original point here!

Ye Qilu finally knew the reason why Yi Yunshu was so angry that he slapped the table!

The long talk of faith is the superficial meaning, and the deep meaning is the reason he just said.

Just...to join his band?

How is this possible?

There is a saying that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

Even if he is playing in a band, he also hopes that the band will implement his philosophy and control the direction of the band.After all, in this circle, if something goes wrong one step, it will be difficult to turn back, just like the M-ax band that has just passed away, drugs, violence, crime, promiscuity-these are the norms of the circle in the old Hekou.

He doesn't want to touch it, and he will never let anyone around him touch it.

Of course, this is only the most principled question, and there are many other questions——

Is it really possible for him and Yi Yunshu?

Rather than saying that Yi Yunshu could listen to him, it would be better to say that he has the ability to make Yi Yunshu listen to him?

At present, it seems obviously impossible.

And there is Gu Xiaobai?

Their current ideas are at odds.

Let him live to rock and roll?

Let him burn the boat for ten years, and if he fails, he will be benevolent?

Difficult, very difficult, difficult to reach the blue sky.

Yi Yunshu's steady breath was gently sprayed on Ye Qilu's neck.

Thinking of Zuo Shan, he began to feel a little melancholy again...

Yes, and her...

how can that be possible……

The more I think about it, the more unrealistic it is!

On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year in 1990, Chinese rock musicians gave away their M-ax.

At the same time, a new band was born in the mouth.

Also, Ye Qilu got to know another side of Yi Yunshu——

Yi Yunshu on that side...

meeting!Bundle!he!when!become!hug!pillow!sleep!

day!

The matter of forming a band was put on hold for the time being, Di Fei also thought that Ye Qilu was just joking before.

A few days after the memorial service ended, Difei followed Gu Xiaobai to find the band.

Difei's singing skills are hard to describe, but he has been practicing guitar for a long time, and with the face given to Gu Xiaobai by his insiders, Difei soon found a newly formed band.

Di Fei told Ye Qilu that night when he found the band: "Actually, I told Gu Xiaobai to vent my emotions that day, that's only part of the reason. It’s just that the little gangsters in the streets and alleys didn’t become gangsters, I just wanted to find something to do, to prove that I can not always give up halfway, and I will stick to something for the end.”

Of course Ye Qilu expressed his approval and support.

But Ye Qilu's words are like splashed water, a man who doesn't believe what he says is not talking, but farting.

It can be said that when you act, you can't be so hasty.

At the very least, Ye Qilu had to seek someone's opinion.

That person is his master!

When the students start school, it will be another March of the year when the spring blossoms.

Ye Qilu still stayed at school to practice guitar every night after self-study.

On the Monday night of the first week of school, he waited until the early hours of the morning. The playground was empty and there was no sound of people.

On the second Monday, there was still no sign of anyone.

The third week.

the fourth week.

Ye Qilu sighed inwardly.

It's been so long since the winter vacation, maybe they have forgotten the agreement between them.

Or he doesn't want to teach for free, or he feels that after so long, he is almost ready to become a teacher...

In short, for various reasons, his master unilaterally severed relations with him.

He hadn't even seen the real face of the other party.

fifth week.

The night sky in April is full of flickering stars, the light of the stars sprinkles on the earth, and the intermittent chirping of insects weaves some melancholy emotions for no reason.

Ye Qilu gently plucked the strings.

Mellow and gentle and a little sad.

The song is born from the heart——

It probably has something to do with his current state of mind.

Hook the last note with your fingertips.

After several seconds, no insects were heard.

Maybe it's Chong'er who pales in comparison, so I'm embarrassed to sing again.

Ye Qilu raised his lips slightly, "Then, let's name it "Insect"—"

A string of guitars rose from the ground!

Ye Qilu's blood boiled instantly, and he almost jumped out of the classroom window sill!

But the other party only played that string of notes.

Silent for a long time.

"Master, are you here?" Ye Qilu chuckled, "I thought you would never come again."

The other party played a piece of guitar in response.

"Recently, I've been thinking about one thing. What if I go to form a band? Will you be angry?" Ye Qilu paused for a while, couldn't help laughing, and continued, "You will be like him Are you so angry that you slap the table? - the feeling that my student's wings are stiff?"

The other party remained silent.

"However, Master, if it were you, you wouldn't want your students to be soft-headed all their lives, right? Wouldn't it be a good thing to have hard wings? Although it's a bit sad to say..."

"I want to form a band. It was indeed my friend's suggestion that made me think on a whim, but the whim was not enough to support me to make a decision. Maybe this idea has been dormant in my heart for a long time."

"Even if I go to form a band, I'm still your student—"

"You're bound to support my decision, aren't you?"

"I'll be as successful as you, right?"

After two consecutive "Right", all they got was silence.

Ye Qilu waited silently for five or six minutes.

Intuition told Ye Qilu that the other party had already left.

He picked up the guitar and jumped from the windowsill of the classroom to the playground.

Still that rostrum.

It's still the soot in that place.

It was still the white paper under the mud and stones.

Ye Qilu took the paper from under the stone, and gently opened it——

He got his No.11 guitar tab.

There is a word flying on the line staff in a font that he is so familiar with:

insect.

It turned out that the other party had come early.

He turned the paper over:

"Want to hear my truth? No. But you'll make it w

If someone asks who your master is in the future, tell them it is Mr.S

you are very talented w

try to write a song w

Turn to other instruments w

PS: Don’t try to guess what S is haw”

This row of insane w...

Because I don't support it, so I pretend to be cute and disgust him...

Ye Qilu couldn't help sweating a little.

He carefully put the guitar score in his pocket and left the school.

Cycling all the way back, there are very few pedestrians on the road.

It was almost midnight when we arrived at Zhushikou.

The entrance of the alley that merged with the night stretches as far as the eye can see.

Ye Qilu suddenly pinched the handbrake, and the bike's grip was strong, stopping abruptly on the spot.

A man with a cigarette in his mouth turned out from the turning in front. The moment he raised his face, the tender green poplar leaves fell on his black hair just right.

His fingertips turned the lighter nimbly and quickly.

He is carrying a guitar.

He flicked the lighter.

The author has something to say: Crossroads: [serious face] Rock and I both fell into the water, who do you save?

Yun Shu: Help!save you!Of course it's you! [crying]

Crossroads: [23333][Barely satisfied]

Yunshu: =w=