South of Chutian

The third band sang Cui Jian's "Fake Monk". The lead singer was a rare mezzo-soprano, wearing a black dress like a robe, and his voice was slightly hoarse and very tasteful.

The three judges also liked them very much and commented for about 15 minutes.

The fourth band sang an English song that Tang Heng had never heard before.He later learned that it was "No? More? Songs" written by Phil? Ochs in 1970. Six years later, the talented singer hanged himself.

When the fourth band walked off the stage, it was already 27:[-].

The staff hurried to the backstage: "Mr. Kevin said that the audience will rest for 10 minutes, and I will call you later."

Jiang Ya complained in a low voice: "This is fucking annoying."

And Tang Heng just sat in the corner with his shoulders hunched - the air conditioner was not turned on in the backstage, it was too cold.

He texted Li Yuechi: Are you there yet?We have 10 minutes to go on stage.

Li Yuechi replied: Here we are.

Ten minutes later, Tang Heng turned off his phone and put it in the safe in the backstage.

Jiang Ya twisted her wrist and said excitedly, "Go eat hot pot after singing!"

LIL Bar only opened at the end of last year. It has a large place, new equipment, and even several types of lighting.Maybe it was because the previous song was too sad. When Tang Heng and the others stepped onto the stage, the lights in the audience showed a low, dark blue, gently undulating, like the waves of the deep sea.

Tang Heng couldn't see the audience clearly, but could only see the vague outlines of people.

He tried the microphone, then gave the staff an "OK" sign.

The moment the guitar strum sounded, the field of vision suddenly became bright.

"I live in the north, it's rare that there's a lot of rain these days..." The lights change from dark blue to yellow and green, as if time has fast forwarded, they suddenly come from winter to spring and summer, when Wuhan bees Flying butterflies dance, willows are green and flowers are red, and the water level of the Yangtze River is gradually rising.

"I heard the sound of rain outside the window at night, which reminded me of the south..." Tang Heng saw that the only female judge closed her eyes, her mouth was slightly curved, and her face was full of intoxication.The male judge beside her took off his sunglasses and looked at Tang Heng for a moment.

"I think of staying in the south before, there are many smells there..." The expressions of the audience were also extremely focused.An Yun's bass was entwined with his guitar, and Jiang Ya's drums were crisp and steady.Everything seems to be quiet and warm. They stand by the lake flooded with spring water, and his singing is like a melodious wind.

Tang Heng knew that their performance was very successful, it was as if they had purified the four minutes and 31 seconds.Everyone forgets their troubles and becomes intoxicated.

Except for himself.

The lights were so bright that he didn't see Li Yuechi.

"Very good, very good..." After they finished singing, the female judge took the lead in applauding, "Are you all still students?"

"Yes, we're both seniors, and she's a freshman." Tang Heng replied calmly.

"So young. I love the way you've done it because, you know, the tone of the original is hard to imitate. But you've sung it like... well, a little sad, more than sad A little bit of sadness. I like it."

"Arnold, you just think he's handsome." The Taiwanese male judge beside him laughed in a Taiwanese accent.

"That's right, who doesn't like handsome guys?" The female judge added, "How did you get emotional? Did you sing about your ex-girlfriend?"

Tang Heng heard Jiang Ya laughing lowly behind him.

"I don't have an ex-girlfriend." Tang Heng said.

"Wow——" the Taiwanese made faces at them, "What a kid."

Tang Heng clutched the microphone and did not speak.

Next, they commented on An Yun and Jiang Ya, and praised Jiang Ya for playing drums well, while An Yun's bass was a little messy.Tang Heng didn't know how long time had passed, he just counted their words, including Jiang Ya's and An Yun's answers, a total of 23 sentences.

The three bowed and went backstage.Jiang Ya cheered: "It's not No.1, I have your last name! Let's go and eat hot pot! I'm fucking freezing to death!"

At this time, Tang Heng didn't feel cold. He took out his mobile phone from the safe, turned it on, and the screen was empty.Tang Heng handed the guitar to An Yun, and said quickly, "I'll go out for a while."

"Ah?" An Yun said, "Where are you going?"

Tang Heng didn't answer, just opened the door and walked out.Going down the steps, when passing the waiting area, Lin Lang yelled at him, "Good singing", the bartender waved to him from behind the bar, and several girls whispered "Hushituo", Tang Heng lowered his head and wore Go through the crowd, keep walking, step on the gentle light on the soles of your feet, and push open the door of LIL.

He was still wearing short sleeves, and the cold wind and drizzle outside the door hit his face.

Should I be lucky?As soon as he opened the door, he saw Li Yuechi.

Li Yuechi stood under the streetlight a few meters away from him.No, to be precise, it was Li Yuechi and Tian Xiaoqin standing under the streetlight a few meters away from him.Li Yuechi was holding the old umbrella of "Qingwen Kaoyan", the street lamp was bright yellow, illuminating the raindrops above their heads, those raindrops were so thin that they looked fluffy and warm.

This kind of drizzle does not need any metaphors, the drizzle itself is beautiful enough.

Li Yuechi and Tian Xiaoqin were wearing the same black jacket—the winter cotton jacket uniformly distributed to students by the School of Social Sciences.Tang Heng also had this coat, but he had never worn it. He thought it was ugly.

He knew it wasn't a couple outfit.But he still regretted it sincerely.Why didn't he wear this coat?Why didn't you wear this coat today?Why—why did Li Yuechi and Tian Xiaoqin wear this coat at the same time and stand under the same umbrella?What are these coincidences?

Tian Xiaoqin lowered her head, her shoulders trembling slightly.Li Yuechi held an umbrella in his left hand and a plastic document bag in his right hand.Tang Heng knew Tian Xiaoqin was crying.Although she was crying, but fortunately, Li Yuechi carried a plastic document bag in his right hand.

Tang Heng looked at them quietly, and the next second, he saw Li Yuechi bowed slightly and put the file bag on the ground.

Then he raised his right hand—at this moment, Tang Heng raised his leg and rushed towards them.No, no, you can't do that - Li Yuechi!

But it was too late.

Li Yuechi raised his right hand, and gently patted Tian Xiaoqin's back.

The fluffy drizzle fell on the skin, but it was as cold as needles.

"Tang Heng..." Li Yuechi's expression was very surprised, "Why do you wear so little?"

Tian Xiaoqin wiped her eyes and smiled at Tang Heng.She smiled awkwardly and reluctantly.

"We're done singing." Tang Heng said.

"Well...you wear too little." Li Yuechi moved his arm, as if he wanted to reach out to him, but held back, "Go in first, it's cold outside."

"Senior, did you hear me sing?" Fortunately, he didn't really reach out. Could it be that he wanted to touch him with the hand that just touched her?

"I heard it," Li Yuechi said, "I can hear it outside."

"We were supposed to sing "South", but the director said that song was inappropriate and asked us to change it temporarily...Have you heard this song "Little Love Song"? It's very popular."

Li Yuechi was silent for two seconds, and said, "I've heard of it."

"How do I sing?"

"Good to hear."

"Senior Sister," Tang Heng looked at Tian Xiaoqin, "What do you think?"

Tian Xiaoqin was stunned, his eyes dodged for a while: "I..."

"It doesn't matter," Tang Heng smiled. He didn't look at Li Yuechi or Tian Xiaoqin, his eyes passed over their shoulders, and fell on a vague place in the void, "I lied to you, senior."

Li Yuechi said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

"Tang Heng—"

"We didn't change the song," Tang Heng said slowly, "I sang "South", you didn't hear it, did you?"

After Tang Heng finished speaking, he passed them and walked forward, taking big steps, almost trotting.He vaguely heard Li Yuechi say something, but he couldn't hear clearly, and he didn't know who he was speaking to.The night sky was foggy and rainy, with a very faint rust red.Look, Wuhan is really red, but Tang Heng doesn't like the red color at the moment, and has a dirty feeling.

Rain was all over his face, just rain, and he was sure he wasn't crying.Because it was so cold, my whole face was frozen, how could I cry?

Pedestrians on the street are looking at him, like looking at a psychopath, wearing short sleeves in winter.

"Tang Heng!"

Li Yuechi grabbed him.

He didn't open an umbrella and left it to Tian Xiaoqin.

"I'm sorry," Li Yuechi gasped, "I didn't mean to lie to you... Tian Xiaoqin was scolded by Yan Er's brother during the meeting tonight, and the scolding was very ugly, so I comforted her a few words."

"What a coincidence," Tang Heng broke away from his hand, "Do you have to be in a few minutes? That song is 31 minutes and 31 seconds, you can't even wait for [-] minutes and [-] seconds?"

"You saw, she was crying."

"Because she's crying? It's okay to cry? Then I can cry too. Can you stop comforting her in the future?"

"Tang Heng," Li Yuechi frowned, "She and I are just classmates, and I promised An Yun to help her more that night, and you were there at that time."

That's right, you want to help her, you hold an umbrella for her, you stay with her and don't listen to my singing, and you pat her on the back so tenderly—what's next?Will you hug her?Will you hold her hand?Touch her hair? Kiss her? Take her to the Hilton—enough.

There seemed to be a voice in my head that said faintly, you shouldn't be like this.

You shouldn't lie to him about changing the song, you shouldn't think so badly of him, you shouldn't believe him.But I don't have evidence. He lied to me just now, didn't he? He lied to me that he heard me sing. How could he lie to me?So is it true that he has lied to me many times?which time?

Is it the relationship with Mr. Zhao, or the love affair with Wu Si?

Has he ever been with Mr. Zhao?

Has he taken Wu Si to the open-air movie theater of the Normal University?

no.enough.

Tang Heng took a step back and said hoarsely, "You can't do this to me."

Li Yuechi's expression was so helpless and bewildered.

"I'm sorry," he must have had a hard time understanding all this, right?But he still patiently apologized again, "I shouldn't lie to you, I really didn't hear it, I just don't want you...not happy. Let's go back first, and you can sing it to me again, okay?"

Okay—okay, don’t say it once, you can sing it a hundred times, you don’t know, after I met you, I felt that every song I sang was for you.

"Impossible." Tang Heng said.

Li Yuechi lowered his eyes and stopped talking.Tang Heng felt that from his fingertips to the tips of his hair, he was soaked in the cold and wet rain, and even his heart gradually became cold.

After a while, Li Yuechi said, "What can I do to forgive me?"

Without thinking about it, Tang Heng said: "Don't do that project, I'll help you tell uncle. Are you guys paid in the project team? I'll give you back your salary, double, triple, or several times. .”

Li Yuechi's expression became ugly, and he replied exactly the same words: "Impossible."

"Oh," Tang Heng nodded, "That's fine."

Then he turned again and walked forward, not so fast this time because his feet were frozen.

But this time, Li Yuechi didn't chase.