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The road on Wenchuang Street was narrow, and Lu Xu's car couldn't get in, so Jiang Chengyue got off at the intersection.

The pigeons in the music square saw someone coming, and followed him for a while while muttering, very enthusiastic.

"Where are you going?" Lu Xu stopped him.

Jiang Chengyue didn't want to talk to him, but said anyway: "The small bar at the end of the road is about 350 meters away from here."

"Go." Under the sun, the black bat shirt made Jiang Chengyue's skin very white. Lu Xu stared from behind for a while before looking away.

"Teacher Lu?" The driver turned around and asked without waiting for someone to speak for a long time.

"Go to the studio in the city center." Lu Xu said, "Go to the store first and take a look around."

Among the crowd of music fans today, the Chifeng Band was scolded very much——

[Absolutely, Chi Feng competed with a group of college students for the stage last night, and even praised other people's songs when it was over, I don't know what he was thinking. ]

[They were completely crushed live, they were still crushed by the campus band, if they don't die, they won't die. ]

[The little drummer that Major D invited to help had a very good on-the-spot response, and the harmonica sounded very nice, which band is he in?I want to follow every performance of his in the future. ]

[Jiang Chengyue used to be the drummer of the folk band "Yuzu Bingxue". After that band disbanded, he didn't seem to be in any band. Recently, he feels that he is changing his style, and every time he gives people a bright feeling. ]

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"In our circle, strength is what we see." Fu Youran said at the entrance of the crayfish shop, "If you play the drums well, no one will talk about your other places. When your strength is reached, the trolls must shut up."

"Xiang Chi is like a mentally handicapped person, and he has to make things difficult for us." Meng Zhe couldn't help being angry, "Good looks and likable, these are advantages, why did he become something shameful in his mouth?"

Meng Zhe: "When our band is formed, I don't know how many people want to chase Jiang Chengyue."

After Xiang Chi was scolded last night, he said in the group of his band that female music fans only look at faces, which caused a lot of scolding in the group, and even the group was blocked by the Internet police.

Jiang Chengyue woke up in the middle of the night and scrolled to this, and snickered for a long time, for fear of waking up Lu Xu who was lying next to her.

The drummer Fu Youran recommended to them was Sun Muyang, who had played in a band for a short time before.

Jiang Chengyue searched for a long time, and searched all major music playback platforms, only to find a short song with not very good sound quality. The live recording was poor, but it can be heard that Sun Muyang does have a solid foundation.

"When I was a freshman, I heard his live performance. It was free and bleak. There were only 10 audiences." The team broke up and couldn’t continue playing.”

Most of the bands play because they like to burn their own money, and only a few of them can make money. They can appear on satellite TV programs, go to big stages, and be invited to variety shows.

But there are many people who died halfway because of poverty.

Both Jiang Chengyue and Meng Zhe knew this very well. When any band disappeared, they would not laugh unbearably.

"Then where do we go to find him?" Jiang Chengyue thought it was feasible.

"He seems to be going back to his class." Fu Youran said, "I inquired about it, and it seems that he is helping his father in the fabric business. There will be a fabric exhibition here next Friday. I will give you the address. You can go and see it." Look, we should be able to find him."

"By the way, you said you were looking for a part-time job, did you find it?" Meng Zhe asked.

"Still watching." Jiang Chengyue looked at several jobs and planned to compare them before making a decision.

Nancy Deer's autumn and winter show a few months ago was playing on the large electronic screen across Wenchuang Street. Jiang Chengyue had never paid attention to this kind of thing before, but when she saw the brand name, she unconsciously paid more attention to it.

Only after reading the English introduction did he realize that Lu Xu is actually the chief designer of this brand.

The colors of N&D are both colder, and the models who come and go are all Western faces. Some of the clothes on Jiang Chengyue can understand, while others cannot.

There are a few long trench coats that he can understand, and he thinks that Lu Xu should wear them very well.

Seeing the designer's curtain call, his heart skipped a beat.

It's like seeing someone you know on TV.

Lu Xu's stature is not inferior to that of the male models around him. His shoulders are wide and his waist is narrow, and the brand's clothes look good on him. Jiang Chengyue watched him calmly walk onto the runway to deliver a speech, receiving praise and applause.

"The design concept mainly comes from life." Lu Xu, who expressed his gratitude on the runway, said, "My understanding of fashion is to keep trying, to make breakthroughs at the frontier, and to break the rules while maintaining the main line of the brand. Next year's For the spring and summer show, we want to focus on the Asian market, and there should be different elements at that time."

Not long after Jiang Chengyue sat down, when he was watching, someone brought a small rectangular box over. The man looked at Meng Zhe, then at him, and finally handed the box to Jiang Chengyue: "Hello, Teacher Lu asked me to give you this."

Teacher Lu?

Lush?

"What is it?" Meng Zhe poked his head curiously, "What? Has that handsome landlord of yours started giving you gifts?"

"Impossible." Jiang Chengyue shook his head.

He just decided to unilaterally break off relations with Lu Xu last night.

In the long box was Jiang Chengyue's drum stick, the one that Lu Xu lied to him yesterday that he lost it.

The corners of Jiang Chengyue's lips lifted all morning, and there was a smile in his amber eyes.

Lu Xu is a person who attaches great importance to the sense of ritual.

I sent a drum stick and took a boxy box with a handwritten card and a small blue flower.

The card was in German, and Jiang Chengyue couldn't understand it.

But he knew it was from Lu Xu, because his name was also handwritten on the card.

To Jiang Guaiyue

Jiang Chengyue: "...?"

Jiang what month?

Hemp sells hemp flowers.

NancyDeer's fashion boutique is in the city center where land is at a premium, standing shoulder to shoulder with many big-name luxury stores. Lu Xu checked around the store and declined one or two customers who wanted to come and take a group photo.

"Remove the oil paintings on the wall, and throw away the porcelain vases on the table. It's so ugly." With a soft ruler hanging around his neck and a ballpoint pen between his fingers, Lu Xu picks out the decorations in the store, " Remember to attend the fabric exhibition held in this city on Friday, and I will also go there."

"Mr. Lu, our offline individual customer traffic this month is..." The manager rushed to report.

SA has heard about the temper of a great designer for a long time, and now it is the first time to see the deity descend to the earth, and feels that Kyle himself is glowing from top to bottom, with an amazing aura, she is so scared that she dare not speak, just holding a notebook and concentrating on it keep in mind.

"Don't put your clothes in a crowded place. Our brand doesn't lack such a piece of land. Who can show how crowded it is?" Lu Xu said halfway, when the phone rang.

[Bamboo shoots] agree to add you as a friend.

This is... Take back the drum stick, are you in a good mood?Finally willing to pass his application.

Lu Xu felt that Jiang Chengyue was still young and easy to coax.

He didn't speak, the managers and employees of boutiques and ateliers were waiting for him silently, when he was dealing with some work, they held their breath and no one dared to speak.

[Bamboo shoots] sent a voice message.

Jiang Chengyue's voice is very soft, not aggressive, maintaining the crisp texture of a young man, like the sunshine between the leaves of sycamore trees in summer, giving people a warm feeling.

Lu Xu was still thinking yesterday that Jiang Chengyue's voice should be very nice, whether it was singing or talking.

Lush clicked play——

"My name is Jiang Chengyue, not Jiang Guaiyue! Brother Lu, you are just a melon skin with poor Chinese!"