You're My Wonderwall

The man was probably scared stupid, and he didn't recover for a long time, but at the same time, the innate rock spirit made him habitually say "no", and he asked, "Why should I borrow you?"

Lu Yan: "Because everyone is part of the underground band circle, and they are companions on the road of chasing music dreams?"

Lu Yan observed the man's expression and felt that there were three words on his face: "Of course, you also have the right to refuse."

The man: "I refuse."

Lu Yan glanced at him, put his foot down calmly, took two steps back to make way for him, and even helped him unscrew the locked door very intimately, and the door creaked open.

The man took a step forward suspiciously.

Leaning against the door, Lu Yan shouted to the outside: "Is anyone there? Is the staff there? I caught a person hiding a mobile phone here."

"..."

"Fuck!" The man had never seen this kind of routine, and he was afraid that Lu Yanzhen would call the staff over, and broke down, "Brother, do you need to be so ruthless!"

Lu Yan: "I can be more ruthless."

It was the first time for that person to meet such a person. He glanced outside, checked that no one was there, threw the phone over, and said, "Okay, here you go... just 10 minutes. I'll go outside and show you on."

There is no charging socket in the dormitory building, and if the mobile phone runs out of battery, there is no way to charge it. Lu Yan has no objection to 10 minutes: "Thank you."

Lu Yan retreated to the cubicle, sat on the toilet seat in the same posture as before, and logged in to his Weichat account.

Once online, the phone vibrated endlessly.

The messages sent by Xiao Heng accounted for more than half of them.

The front is full of video pictures and sharing links. Lu Yan started to look at the first photo. The first photo is their apartment building, but this building has changed a bit compared to usual. From the top floor Hanging down a huge red support banner, it reads: Lu Yan flies bravely, the seven districts will always follow you, Lu Yan, you are the best, explode the small universe!

The banner fluttered in the wind, the scene was very magnificent, and the soil was very intriguing.

Xiao Heng: Viagra said he would support you, so he called a meeting in the building.

Xiao Heng: Are you happy?

Xiao Heng: Is it enough to have a face?

Lu Yan turned down with a smile, and said to himself: What a fart, the soil is dead, okay?

Behind it is a video of a square dancing competition.

There was a mess of everything in these messages, and even the photos of the rare vendors selling breakfast downstairs in the Seventh District were mixed in.

Lu Yan moved his fingers, put his arms on his knees casually, and continued to turn down.

He couldn't stop laughing from the start of the cheering banner.

However, when he turned to the back, his hand suddenly stopped——

"Hold."

Lu Yan cursed in a low voice, not only did his ears suddenly turn red, but even his fingers that were flipping through the photos just now started to feel hot.

The last one is a selfie sent by Xiao Heng.

In the photo, the man just took a shower, his hair was still wet, and he was still in the bathroom, because Lu Yan could see the familiar furnishings in his bathroom at a glance. Hooking a man's naked body is even more indescribable.

He seemed to just glance at the camera inadvertently, his brows and eyes were cold and sleepy.

The water droplets on the hair converged into several streams, sliding down the smooth muscle lines, passing through the chest, the mermaid line... and finally sliding into a deeper place.

Followed by two sentences.

Xiao Heng: Do you miss me?

Xiao Heng: If you don’t speak, just think about it.

The time was last night.

Lu Yan's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and he typed back: Yes.

Lu Yan paused, and pretended to be calm through the screen: But your selfie skills still need to be improved.

It took less than a few seconds for Lu Yan's message to be sent out, and a video came directly from the other side.

In the video is Xiao Heng's face illuminated by the street lamp.

The two didn't speak, just stared at each other quietly, like two dumb people.

In the end it was Xiao Heng who spoke first: "Can I use my mobile phone?"

"No," Lu Yan said, "This is someone else's."

Xiao Heng laughed softly.

He was walking on the road, and the scenery on both sides of the road was receding.

Lu Yan added: "The owner of the mobile phone is a brother I just met, and he is currently guarding the door of the toilet."

Xiao Heng immediately reacted: "Go ahead and grab it."

"..." Lu Yan was surprised by Xiao Heng's understanding of himself, but because of his face, he still said, "It's borrowing, can you use more civilized words, am I a bandit?"

Xiao Heng: "You are."

"..."

The scenery on both sides of the road receded to a tall lighted tower.

When the color of the tower changed, Xiao Heng said, "Congratulations."

Lu Yan stared at the tower. Hearing his words of congratulations, it took him two seconds to realize that it was a signal tower near the stage concert. He straightened his back: "...Are you here? Are you in the audience? You can also watch the show gone?"

Lu Yan didn't have time to change his clothes, so he was still wearing the same clothes on the stage just now. Because of nervousness, he unbuttoned a few clothes before going on stage.

This person was already dazzling enough on the stage just now, and he can see it more clearly in the video. With the help of makeup and hair, the already prominent facial features look unreal. Xiao Heng can clearly see the thin chain around Lu Yan's neck , the pendant hangs obliquely on the thin collarbone.

The fine light that streaked across the silver pendant was less than one ten-thousandth of his.

After a while, Xiao Heng said, "Yes."

Xiao Heng was indeed there.

I haven't seen each other for more than ten days, and the only way to see my boyfriend is to go to the scene and be an applauding audience.

It was the first time he asked someone to buy tickets. The show was not popular, but because a few people got out of the circle with their faces, the tickets were quite high.

The one who helped get the tickets was a member of the studio. He had a friend who happened to be a scalper. Before buying the tickets, he asked him in surprise: "Brother Heng, you also follow stars? Our projects are too busy. You go here and come back. Tonight is Going to stay overnight again? No, and you don't look like a celebrity."

The word chasing stars is not bad, and he is indeed chasing stars.

Xiao Heng didn't say this, he just said: "I'm not good at taking pictures? Where can I not..." When Xiao Heng said this, he paused for two seconds: "Is the camera moving down a little more? Want to see the bottom?"

Xiao Heng said again: "Go back later and play the video for you to watch."

Can this man be any more flirty?

Lu Yan coughed and turned his eyes away: "You can lend me this phone for 10 minutes." After changing the subject, Lu Yan remembered another thing, "There are still a few groups in the future, and the performance is not over yet... so hurry to leave , is something going on in your studio?"

Xiao Heng: "There is no you behind."

Lu Yan wanted to say something more, and looked at him a few more times. The door of the cubicle was slammed a few times, and the owner of the phone shouted anxiously outside the door: "Brother! Someone is here—it seems to be Teacher Shen Cheng, hurry up!" Give me back the phone!"

The person who came was indeed Shen Cheng. As soon as Shen Cheng came in, he saw Lu Yan and the keyboard player of another band standing in the same toilet.

Shen Cheng: "...you?"

The mobile phone brother is not good at reacting on the spot. Just holding on to the mobile phone and hiding it behind his back has exhausted all his courage. Lu Yan can only support the scene by himself: "We... are exchanging ideas after the game."

Shen Cheng didn't think much about it, he nodded, and boasted: "Both of your teams have performed well this time, and when the show is broadcast, there will definitely be a lot of topics, especially me."

Lu Yan didn't know how this topic got involved in the judge's head.

Shen Cheng laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha! My old song is expected to become popular!"

Lu Yan: "..."

After Lu Yan grabbed the person next to him to go out of the toilet, the mobile phone brother wiped off his sweat and said, "It's dangerous."

Lu Yan: "Which team do you belong to?"

The man introduced himself and said: "My name is Gao Xiang, you can call me Xiangzi, I am the keyboard player of the storm band."

Storm Band.

Isn't it the band of Procyon? Coincidentally.

Lu Yan patted him on the shoulder, walked with him to the waiting room, and said with ulterior motives: "I know the third brother of your team, we are a band of brothers."

"Really? Do you know our third brother?"

"Old friend, we have been friends for several years... hey, which dormitory do you live in?"

Gao Xiang gave his dormitory number without any defense.

If he knew that for a long time to come, this bully would come to their dormitory to snatch his mobile phone if he had nothing to do, he would rather slap his innocent self to death at this moment.

Lu Yan returned to the waiting room, saw the news, and after watching the video with Xiao Heng, during this closed recording period that was like being in prison, finally a gust of wind and a beam of light came in, giving him the opportunity to breathe with his mouth open. place.

The channel for audience voting outside the venue has not yet been opened for the first game, and the promotion method adopted is the on-site audience voting.Since [-] entered into [-], it was not easy to face off later, so there was a voting system in the first game that had the right to pass directly to the second round.

Vent missed No.1 by four votes.

Audience vote No.1 is a band that has been in the army for more than ten years.

This band has moved countless audiences since the speech session before the game. At that time, the band leader hadn't spoken yet, tears were already falling. He turned his back and quickly wiped his eyes twice: "Many people's first impression of us Yes, old. We're really old, but we're in our forties and we're still playing in bands."

Li Zhen was also very moved: "The drummer in their band used to be my teacher, and he taught me for a while when I was learning to play the drums...It's really not easy to persevere until now."

There are very few people who play in bands who don't know them.

Although they have gradually faded out of the underground due to the aging of their song style, but when Lu Yan first came into contact with domestic underground bands, he used to listen to their songs over and over again.

"Senior." Lu Yanshu was convinced without any objection.

After the competition was over and the list of the [-] advanced bands was announced, they boarded the bus and returned to the recording base.

When will the stage be broadcast, and what kind of reaction will there be after the broadcast... All the advanced contestants in the closed recording camp didn't know much about it, and they quickly continued to invest in the intense adaptation session.

In the second round of drawing lots, in addition to deciding on the repertoire of the performance, the list for the next match had to be determined in advance.

Before the lottery, Li Zhenfei wanted to find a lucky person to draw, but in the end he felt that no one was reliable: "Forget it, let me go."

Li Zhen was really lucky, and he drew someone who was not very strong in all aspects: "I will go! Paper Pinwheel Band, this is a good fight. I can win with my eyes closed playing drums. To be honest, I think their band It should be eliminated, it is a miracle to be able to stay..."

The strength of this band called Paper Pinwheel is really not good.

Da Pao leaned over and said, "Yes, I have an impression."

Xu Ye: "They made a lot of mistakes last game."

Only Lu Yan was not very happy.

Li Zhen: "Old Lu, what's the matter with you, it's not good to be weak?!"

Although Lu Yan didn't say a single bad word about the other party, what he said hurt even more: "It's boring."

Li Zhen: "..."

No matter how boring the lottery is, it has already been drawn.

A few days later, the program was broadcast, and the off-site online voting channel was opened.

However, what people never expected was that this band was much more "vigorous" than Lu Yan imagined.

That night, Lu Yan went to the "Band of Brothers" as usual.

When Gao Xiang saw him coming in, he pretended to be dead: "I fell asleep."

Lu Yan kicked him: "You fell asleep, get up."

"Brother," Gao Xiang lifted the quilt covering his face, "My phone is almost out of battery!"

Lu Yan looked "Who are you lying to?": "I didn't pay back 40.00% yesterday."

Gao Xiang sat up from the bed and said, "Isn't the voting channel open? I couldn't help it. I kept scrolling all night... By the way, which band did you draw this time?"

Lu Yan: "Paper pinwheel."

Gao Xiang's expression twisted.

Lu Yan: "What? Is there a story?"

Gao Xiang: "You don't know?"

Gao Xiang looked at him with sympathetic eyes: "You really don't know? The famous Neptune, the online voting skyrocketed by [-] votes in one night, and the company sent them to participate in the competition to brush their faces. How did you win a match?"

Before Lu Yan participated in the competition, he had thought about the shady thing, but he didn't expect to bump into it in such a posture.

Oh shit.

Lu Yanxin said.

Li Zhen's luck is so damn good.