Because of his life experience, Jiang Youxi didn't like music since he was a child and didn't like to take music lessons.

But after working in this instrument shop, sometimes he listened to his predecessors play some music with very effective speakers, especially when playing the classic rock of the Traveler Band, such as being embarrassed, but he liked it very much, and always felt that the melody and lyrics were written in his heart.

Actually, this is not surprising.

Rock 'n' roll is often thought of as representing rebellion, rebellion, shouting, dissatisfaction with the status quo.

The spirit of rock 'n' roll is often seen as a complex combination of youthful autonomy, love and peace, pleasure and indulgence, pessimism and nihilism.

Therefore, teenagers and rock 'n' roll are a perfect match.

Jiang Youxi, who has always disliked music, likes rock and roll, which is not surprising at all.

Accompanied by the rhythm of the music, the young Jiang Youxi shook his head lightly and swayed rhythmically to the beat.

He felt that his steps were lighter, and the anger in his heart had a channel for catharsis.

He involuntarily snorted along.

"Don't say too much, you know what you and I want to do. ”

"Don't care a lot, don't be sad, one day you will understand me~"

There is an infinite amount of power in his body that allows him to bravely give the middle finger to the world and roll his eyes.

Since the world has never loved me, then I will taunt me fiercely!

His steps grew faster and faster, and he finally trotted.

The address to which this expensive guitar was to be delivered was an abandoned warehouse.

At that address, Jiang Youxi had a little impression that many houses in that area had the word "demolition" written on it with white paint, and a circle was drawn on the demolition word.

"Has your house been demolished?"

"Not yet, it's almost there. ”

"How much?"

"Not much, not much, almost 500,000 people. ”

The face of the questioner is envious, and the smile of the answer is full.

As he passed by in the vicinity, Jiang Youxi often heard similar conversations.

500,000 in 1999 is still very valuable (in fact, it was also valuable until 2008...... ）。

At this time, the price of some houses in better locations in the magic city is only 4,000 yuan per square meter.

If a family of 3 people has 1.5 million yuan of demolition money, they can buy a new house of 100 square meters, and the remaining 1 million yuan can be used for business or stocks.

Speaking of that warehouse, it seems that the word "demolition" is also written, and the memory is dirty and black, I don't know why someone lives there.

He was puzzled, why did he live in such a shabby place when he could afford to play such an expensive guitar?

His brisk steps gradually approached the area to be demolished.

There are hardly any living people around, and the residents have long since moved away.

It won't be long before the neighborhood is bustling again, filled with the clattering of machinery, the trumpets of workers, and the joyful obscenities of the walkie-talkies.

When he was still 100 meters away from the abandoned warehouse, Jiang Youxi heard some music.

He could tell the drums and the guitar, and maybe the bass, but he wasn't quite able to tell the difference between the guitar and the bass.

He couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Then the song came: "In the crowd of people, there are you and me, meet and know each other, and ponder each other." ”

"In the crowd, it's you and me, pretending to be decent and smiling. ”

"Don't say too much......"

Jiang Youxi is not stupid, he is not very good at reading, but he still has basic reasoning skills.

And not bad.

Of course, what he is best at is observing words and feelings.

By this time he had understood why he had sent his guitar here.

It turned out that there was a band rehearsing here.

In this era, underground bands are still very popular.

In this part of the magic capital, there are more than a dozen famous underground bands.

It is said that the most famous is called the "Ghost Face Band", which is highly regarded by the people.

Everyone says that Grimface has the coolest live performance, the most coquettish bassist, the craziest drummer, a talented guitarist who can write lyrics, and finally a vocalist with the best voice.

People are talking about it, saying that even if the Grimace Band debuts is qualified, even if it can't be compared with the Walker Band, there is no problem at all in mixing into a famous rock band in China.

But for some reason, the band Ghostface never had any intention of debuting.

Since Jiang Youxi came into contact with rock music, he has also been very curious and longing for the legendary underground band Grimace.

In the sound of music, Jiang Youxi came to the door of the warehouse.

The gates are a pair of tattered and mossy wooden doors, and it is estimated that they will fall apart completely if you kick them.

The various iron objects on it have also corroded and oxidized to the point of pits.

The gate was hidden, and Jiang Youxi looked at it, and there was a small courtyard inside, and there was a warehouse inside.

In a dim light, several people were rehearsing.

Actually, they sang very well.

Jiang Youxi doesn't know any music theory, but he thinks it's good.

It doesn't seem to be much worse than the original song of the Walkers that I heard on tape.

The popping drums, the flowing guitars and bass, and then the home voice is fantastic.

I always think it's amazing.

Jiang Youxi didn't bother them, but tiptoed sideways into the door and stood there quietly.

He wanted to wait until the other party finished singing this song and left, but after the other party finished singing, he did not rest, the music continued to flow, and they soon sang another song.

It's a song he's never heard before, and it's a little weird, but it's not bad when you listen closely.

What impressed him particularly was the lyrics in it that seemed to belong to the drama: "Recalling the heyday of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, all friends in the world are glued to paint." The horizon is infinite, the world is wide, and there are tens of thousands of mansions!"

There is also the paragraph "Along the palm prints branded with fate, tonight I wake up without a dream." Follow fate into myths and return to the Tang Dynasty in your dreams!"

When they finished singing, Jiang Youxi was about to step forward, but he heard those people talking.

The bassist is a handsome guy with long hair and a shawl, wearing cropped pants, and a muscular body that seems to be about to break a small black vest, and his voice is very loud: "Such a great song can be used as our debut single, you are going to give it to Brother Jiayong, Brother Qingzi?"

The guitarist, who looked very handsome and skinny, laughed, "Wouldn't it be nice to give it to them? They won't bury the song." Besides, Si Zhang's voice is actually not particularly suitable for this song. ”

The lead singer said impatiently: "You talk a lot of nonsense, and you can write songs, aren't you?"

"I'm sorry, but it's amazing to be able to write songs. The handsome guitarist said.

"......," the lead singer choked for a moment, and exclaimed, "If you are really talented, write a few more songs that fit my voice." ”

"Just write it, you have to sing it when I write it. ”

"That's for sure. But how do you sing well?"

"At least be a singer. If you can't be a singer, then you will really bury the songs I wrote. ”

"I'll go, you stinky fart. You write me 20 good songs, if I can't sing the king of songs, I won't be surnamed Peng, and you will be surnamed Du in the future, it's okay!"

"It's a deal. The handsome young man smiled and began to pluck the guitar strings again.

Jiang Youxi thought to himself at the time, I'll go, these people in the city are too good at bragging, they are the king of singers at every turn, I really think that the king of singers is cabbage.

Don't talk about the king of singers, do you want to write 20 songs first?

After a few months of making up for common sense in the musical instrument industry, Jiang Youxi already knows how difficult it is to write a good song.

I really thought that anyone could write a classic like "No Land to Be Ashamed".

But that song just now is really good.

"Hey, boy, how long have you been standing here?"

Jiang Youxi was in a trance, and the fat drummer with red hair and a cool energy looked at him and drank.

Jiang Youxi was taken aback, he was beaten since he was a child, and he developed the habit of admitting his mistakes when he encountered something.

"I'm sorry, big brothers, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but you sang too well. ”

"You're a good talker, boy. The fat drummer said.

The lead singer also looked at him: "Boy, are you here to sign autographs? Don't learn from those star chasers, we are not so inferior to rock and roll." It's okay to make a friend, just sign it. ”

"I'm not here to ask for an autograph," Jiang Youxi saw that they were still good at talking, so he boldly explained, "I put the guitar in our shop for maintenance, and now that it has been maintained, I want to send it over." ”

The drummer turned to look at the handsome guitarist, "Hey, Xiao Ke, it's your guitar, right?

The handsome guitarist nodded, revealing a slightly shy, but even more smug smile. "That's right, there's the one signed by several masters. ”

"I'll go, that guitar is worth a lot, you dare to take it to the pheasant shop on the street for maintenance?"

Jiang Youxi had to stand up and defend the place where he worked: "Our 'Mingxin Musical Instrument Shop' is not a pheasant shop!

"Okay, take it. Said the handsome guitarist.

Jiang Youxi walked over and handed the guitar case to the guitarist.

When he looked closer, he realized that it was not a "handsome guitarist".

It's a guitarist who is "handsome and handsome", or "so handsome that Lao Tzu's eyes are going blind".

And the breath is very sharp, like a freshly baked treasure knife, with cold light.

It's easy to conjure up an adjective: unruly.

Anyway, you can eat with your face, why do you still play music?

And play so cool.

The world is really desperate, do you know?

Although Jiang Youxi himself is also a handsome guy, he is not ashamed of himself.

But looking at such a handsome young man, but so talented, he still felt very frustrated.

Maybe this world is really cruel.

If you want to get ahead, go back to your cheap dad and yell, "I'm not a waste!", it's really hard to do.

"That's right, boy. ”

When Jiang Youxi turned around and was about to leave, the handsome guitarist stopped him.

"How?"

"You like music?"

Jiang Youxi hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "It's okay, the main thing is that I like rock and roll." ”

The men exchanged glances, and then the muscular bass hand pulled out a small piece of paper from his trouser pocket.

"So, in two days, you can come and see our band's curtain call. ”

"Curtain call?" Jiang Youxi was stunned.

"yes, we're going to disband, and we're going to perform for the last time in two days. Said the handsome guitarist.