distorted impression

Among the large group of bands and fans in this city, someone posted a video——

"Whose drummer is this, this show is a bit strong?"

The originally quiet group became lively because of this video.

[Maoyou]: Whose house is it? Can you borrow our band for two days?His drums are very good, the rhythm is so smooth, I feel that there is no need to over-repair the sound when recording the album.

[Donuts]: I just went shopping at Xingcai tonight, this drummer is very explosive, who can tear down this obtrusive drum shield for my old lady?

[Meng Zhe]: Hey, this is Jiang Chengyue!

[Cat again]: Jiang Chengyue? !I've heard of this name before, oh yes, I remember, he was quite famous before, he came here to study in college, right? I heard that he went to Chifeng Band before?

[Donut]: No way!I remember yesterday that Chifeng's people also said that Jiang Chengyue was not good enough to be a rocker and not worthy of their band.

[Mirror]: Huh?Being good-looking has nothing to do with being able to play drums. Chi Feng seems to be suffering from a serious illness. When he is good-looking and playing in a band, he will be criticized by some people. Can you stop treating impoliteness and outspokenness as your personality?

Whether Jiang Chengyue sits on the drum stool or not is two people. He is usually quiet, but he is easily excited when he gets the drum sticks.

Just like just now, when the audience shouted to throw the drum stick, he gathered up all his energy and threw it.

The performance at this time period is different from the formal performance of the band. Although the audience booed a lot, there were not so many people.

In the end, it seemed... to hit someone on the head.

Those who play in the band are crazy. When they are excited on stage, they throw picks, drumsticks and themselves, but it is the first time Jiang Chengyue has done such a thing.

The person who was smashed turned his head and looked a bit like Lu Xu from a distance.

He shook his head, denying this possibility. People like Lu Xu probably wouldn't come to such an occasion.

He wanted to go to apologize, but when he went, the man had disappeared.

Jiang Chengyue felt a little unfamiliar with not playing drums in the few days he came here.

The most urgent task is to quickly form your own band and choose a place for rehearsal.

He counted the few hundred change and 2200 locked-up funds left in his account, sighed softly, and felt that it was necessary to find a part-time job before school started.

He doesn't know many things, and the drums and harmonica are burning the money in his pocket.I just threw away one of the drum sticks and had to buy a new one.

Friends from the previous school took a group of street photos for him in Taikoo Li. After making a short video, it received as many as 10 likes. Many people suggested that he become a graphic model.But the water in this line is too deep, and without a designer or photographer I know, it is easy to be kidnapped into the pit.

In addition, he has been sensitive to numbers since he was a child. He even took the college entrance examination as a computer major. It seems that he can only try programming to make money.

At this moment, there are more people in the booth area, and there are more people sharing tables.

When Jiang Chengyue was worrying about his livelihood, the person sitting opposite him came and went.

"Jiang Chengyue?" The speaker was in his thirties, wearing a black shirt with a large famous brand logo.

Jiang Chengyue remembered that when he just sat down on the drum stool, the man seemed to say coldly, "If you don't know it, don't shame yourself on it."

"Hello." Jiang Chengyue said, "What's the matter?"

When he talks to people, the corners of his mouth always have a slight curvature.

"Why is there so much less wine on this table? Has anyone moved it?" The black shirt complained while looking at Jiang Chengyue, "More than 1000 a bottle, quite expensive."

His voice was quite loud, and everyone around him looked over.

"You took it by mistake yourself." Jiang Chengyue said kindly.

"Just check the surveillance." When Meng Zhe walked in, he just overheard the conversation between the two, "Xiang Chi, don't make things difficult for Jiang Chengyue."

Xiang Chi?

Jiang Chengyue had an impression of this name, the lead singer of the Chi Feng band who threatened to return him like that.

"Who is mad at him?" Xiang Chi shook the bottle, "This wine has bottomed out."

"The serial number of the bottle that was placed just now is 31998, and now this bottle is 51232." Jiang Chengyue said, "Go and see for yourself."

Xiang Chi was scolded by Jiang Chengyue that day, and scolded by the people in the group today. His intention was to make things difficult, but he did not expect him to remember it so clearly. Don’t have a backache and criticize in the group, the bands are short of funds, if you have the ability to ask your dad to invest 20 for you, which band would dare to say that they don’t want you?”

The Chifeng Band developed from the streets, a group of ordinary young people, who love to make trouble after gaining some popularity, everyone in the circle knows.

However, after Xiang Chi finished speaking, Jiang Chengyue just smiled, which made him feel that he had hit the cotton with his fist, which was quite boring.

"My 1000 yuan wine..." Xiang Chi still wanted to speak.

"Xingcai really has everything you need. When can you shout out 1000 yuan of wine to pretend to be aggressive?" A voice from a table next to them intervened in their discussion with interest, "1000 yuan can also be called valuable, shouting so Loud, ha..."

Jiang Chengyue: "..."

Lu Xu who also saw Jiang Chengyue at the same time: "...yo."

Jiang Chengyue shivered, turned his hands behind his back, and quickly hid the only drumstick left behind.

Lu Xu glanced at Jiang Chengyue, then turned his head to Xiang Chi indifferently: "The hoodie is quite similar, but the genuine product is handmade and has flaws in the stitching. You are obviously sewn by a factory machine. The cost is five yuan at most. Also, the leather of the handbag is black and hard, and the rhombic pattern is wrong, fake."

Lu Xu: "Come out and pretend if you pass through a genuine product? Turtle."

Jiang Chengyue: "..."

"Who is this?" Meng Zhe sensed Jiang Chengyue's unease.

"Fairy." Jiang Chengyue blurted out.

Meng Zhe's eyes widened, this is a fart fairy, this is a king.

No wonder Jiang Chengyue panicked like that in the morning.

"What does your landlord...do you do?" Meng Zhe asked, "Very good."

"I'm not sure." Jiang Chengyue shook his head and walked towards the bathroom.

The stage where Xiang Chi wanted to get off was completely demolished, and he left after cursing in a low voice.

"That was Jiang Chengyue just now?" Song Jun asked dumbfounded, "Don't you hate him? Why..."

"I really don't like it, he's honest, rude, and a bit dumb." Lu Xu said, "I'm not helping him, I just can't get used to someone pretending in front of me."

Especially that person just said "If you have the ability to get your dad to vote 20", he didn't like it, and he never held back.

Lu Nian said that day that Jiang Chengyue's father had an accident many years ago during peacekeeping work, and Qu Jing stayed on the land where he sacrificed for more than ten years.

As an add-on to this unswerving love until death, Jiang Chengyue became a left-behind child.

"The soil is a bit soiled." Song Jun stared blankly at the direction Jiang Chengyue left, "But the face is pretty."

Song Jun: "The road designer of the international famous NancyDeer, still not sure what to wear?"

"I just slept with him." Lu Xu said, "Why should I care about his clothes?"

"Same... You should call it 'cohabitation'." Song Jun felt that something was wrong, so he corrected it.

Song Jun: "It's just that you are arrogant all the time. Since you want to live together, you should get along well. Xiao Jiang just doesn't know how to wear clothes, and he has no problem with aesthetics. Don't look down on people at every turn."

Jiang Chengyue stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, and covered her eyes with a wet tissue. There was a small abnormal blush at the end of the eyes of the person in the mirror, like a swipe of red eyeshadow.

The problem is not big.

Jiang Chengyue smiled at the mirror, thinking that her contrasting color looks very good.

Halfway through the laugh, he saw Lu Xu appearing behind him, and the smile froze on his face.

"Brother Lu." He lowered his head and shouted, "What a coincidence, why are you here, just now...thank you."

"I have a question for you." Lu Xu interrupted him and asked directly, "Do you play drums?"

Jiang Chengyue: "..."

Jiang Chengyue sat in the back seat of Lu Xu's car in shock, and went home with Lu Xu.

Lu Xu was still playing with a drum stick in his hand, which happened to be the one he flew out earlier.

Jiang Chengyue shrank her neck, not knowing how much Lu Xu knew.

Lu Xu didn't have a domestic driver's license, so he hired a driver temporarily. Now he was sitting in the back row with Jiang Chengyue, holding a tablet computer, and turned on the entertainment news.

The news is quite interesting. It said that a traffic star named Xi Jie wanted to borrow a dress of an international famous brand, but was rejected by the designer on the grounds of bad performance in the past. Teacher Kyle.

As a result, he was ridiculed by passers-by.

Jiang Chengyue heard it interesting and took a few glances.

It turned out that Lu Xu would also watch this kind of news.

"Interesting?" Lu Xu threw the tablet to him, "Are you still watching this?"

Jiang Chengyue nodded: "It's very interesting."

They play in a band, and every time they stay out of the way and watch the drama in the entertainment industry, it's like watching a monkey.

The fashion brand that was sent to the topic of discussion is called NancyDeer, and its Chinese translation is called Deer and Nancy, which is quite nice.

Jiang Chengyue flicked the screen twice, saw the unborrowed clothes of the celebrity named Xi Jie, and paused with her fingertips.

"How does it feel?" Lu Xu asked him.

"Ah?" Jiang Chengyue was in a daze, not quite understanding what kind of feeling this kind of entertainment news could give.

But Lu Xu is willing to talk to him, it is a good thing, he said seriously——

"This designer named Kyle has a great personality and principles. If it were me, I wouldn't borrow it."

"This celebrity's team is not good either. They don't eat the big international brands in the fan circle. They are not fast-moving brands. Do you still care about his more than 1000 million trolls?" Jiang Chengyue said.

"That's the reason." Lu Xu nodded, "What else?"

"It's this black dress." Jiang Chengyue frowned, "I don't understand, is this the high definition?"

Lu Xu: "What's wrong? Tell me."

"Quietly, I'm only talking to you." Jiang Chengyue lowered her voice, "I think this dress looks like a garbage bag."