The four of them stood at the door, listened quietly to the song, and when they were about to go into the house to meet the owner of the shop, they found that the lights in the shop had been turned off.

When they saw that the lights went out, the three RB people knew that the piano had been over for almost two or three minutes.

The white-collar beauty didn't understand much, so she came back to her senses early, and the reason why she didn't wake up the three RB people was that she really didn't understand that the sound of the piano had such magic?

A young man stretched out his hand to knock on the door, but as soon as his hand was halfway out, he was stopped by the middle-aged man: "It's a chance to listen to a song, since the host's house has rested, we should not continue to bother as guests, wait for tomorrow, tomorrow we will come to visit the master here."

The white-collar beauty was a little dizzy to hear, she felt that this little RB devil, how could Wen Zou Zou, even if the Chinese don't talk like this now, how can he still be like an ancient person.

"Thank you, ma'am!"

The middle-aged RB man bowed slightly to the leading beauty, and then led the two young people to turn their heads and walk towards the road, talking in Japanese in a whisper as they walked.

Bian Rui didn't know that there were people listening to music outside, he played beautifully, he stroked it refreshment, and after he was cool, he was naturally a little tired, plus there was almost no rest time all day, Bian Rui was not iron-beaten, and after playing, he turned off the lights and went into the space to take a nap.

The next day was another busy day, and at eight o'clock in the evening, after serving the guests, Bian Rui hurriedly packed up the shop, and drove home at half past eleven.

Waiting for the pearl to come out and find a place where there was no one, Bian Rui put the big car into the space, put on a riding clothes, and changed into a motorcycle to return to his hometown from the national highway.

The cool air in the early spring night was still very heavy, but fortunately, Bian Rui's cycling clothes were thick enough, and he didn't feel cold, but the sound of the wind blowing in his ears, and the roar of the motorcycle engine made Bian Rui feel a different shock.

There are no street lights in some places on the national highway, and the road can only rely on the headlights of the car, but fortunately, Bian Rui's motorcycle lights are bright enough, so there is no big problem when encountering such a road. And Bian Rui is also careful to ride, at this time too fast is a hidden danger for both himself and people who may cross the road from time to time, Bian Rui doesn't want to hurt himself, let alone hurt others, even if it is a puppy who crosses the road at will, Bian Rui doesn't want to make mistakes.

Walking so slowly, when it was more than three o'clock in the morning, Bian Rui vaguely saw the shadows of the mountains in the distance, which meant that Bian Rui was almost home.

Just when Bian Rui wanted to turn onto the county road, he suddenly heard a song coming from a distance, so he looked curiously in the direction of the song, thanks to Bian Rui's good eyesight, he found a large bonfire in the distance, and the sound of some motorcycles came.

Seeing that the fire was not small, Bian Rui rode a motorcycle in the direction of the bonfire, wanting to remind them that the fire at this time was not a joke, although it was spring, not a dry autumn, but it was too close to the mountains and forests, and once the fire broke out, it would really kill people.

Riding a motorcycle not far from the camp, Bian Rui was a little stunned when he saw the knife flag on the camp, because the mark on it was the mark of the motorcycle club that Bian Rui joined. And soon Bian Rui found an acquaintance, Wu Guanglong Wu Old Man, and now the old man and his wife are riding a motorcycle around the S bend.

It's early in the morning, and these people are still playing hotly, which makes Bian Rui feel that these people are really idle.

"Hey, Xiao Bian, why did you come so late?" Wu Guanglong also found Bian Rui at this time, there was no way, Bian Rui's appearance with a huge Indian was really easy to recognize.

Bian Rui stopped the motorcycle next to the old man: "I happened to pass by here, and I saw that there was such a big bonfire, so I came to take a look, and I want to remind you to pay attention to the fire."

Wu Guanglong smiled when he heard this: "I didn't expect you to be quite responsible."

Bian Rui said: "You may not have seen the forest when it was on fire, I saw it when I was a child, and seven or eight people died."

Seeing that it was his own motorcycle club, Bian Rui put his mind at ease, the club did a good job in this regard, no matter where he played, he took care of the environment and abided by the regulations, everyone would take the initiative to clean when they left, and take the garbage away. The bonfire is also very particular, and it is not a person who does not understand anything.

"Do you live nearby?"

Bian Rui smiled: "Well, my hometown is from over there, about forty kilometers away from the senior over there, living in the mountains."

Hearing Bian Rui say that his family lives in the mountains, Wu Guanglong said with a smile: "It's a trend to live in the mountains now, I heard that Zhongnan Mountain is almost full of hermits."

Bian Rui said: "What a hermit, our village is an ordinary small village in the mountains, it has been better in the past twenty or thirty years, the highway and everything are open, if you used to go out of the mountain, you have to go back and forth for at least five or six hours, and the time for one day to enter and one out ......will be gone."

"Yo, what are you talking about here, oh, Bian Rui, you're here too, why haven't I seen you all this time?"

Just when the two were chatting happily, Yan Lan came over on her motorcycle and greeted Bian Rui while taking off her helmet.

"Xiao Lan, are you quite familiar with Bian Rui?" Wu Guanglong asked with a smile.

As soon as Bian Rui heard it, he knew that Wu Guanglong and this Xiaolan were very familiar, and this kind of acquaintance was not an ordinary friend or something, it was deeper than this, and it might be a relative. Bian Rui recognized this Lan, and knew that this was the person he had been talking about for a while when he was watching the art exhibition, but he couldn't remember the name of the beauty in front of him.

"Are we acquainted?" Yan Lan looked at Bian Rui with a smile and asked.

Bian Rui nodded: "Forget it, definitely forget it, we have also seen the art exhibition together."

"What kind of exhibition?" Wu Guanglong was very curious, and opened his mouth to ask.

It's not a secret, Bian Rui directly told the whole thing, and from time to time Yan Lan would add some details.

After hearing this, the old man Wu Guanglong still didn't understand, sighed and said: "Now the moral quality of these people who engage in art is not as good as the generation."

"You came here on purpose?" Yan Lan asked, looking at Bian Rui.

Since joining the motorcycle club, Yan Lan has rarely seen Bian Rui, she has participated in almost every event, but she can't see Bian Rui's shadow every time, and she can see Hu Shuo from time to time.

"Drop by, stop by and go home, just in time to see a fire here, so I came over to take a look," Bian Rui said.

At this time, Bian Rui was still scratching his ears and cheeks in his heart, thinking about what this girl's name was.

Fortunately, someone soon revealed the news to Bian Rui, and a young man rode a motorcycle to the side of everyone, stretched out his hand to remove the goggle on his helmet, and shouted at Yan Lan: "Yan Lan, let's go for a run around the mountain with them, shall we?"

As he spoke, the guy stretched out his hand and pointed to the southeast, where four or five motorcycles were getting ready to go.

Yan Lan didn't want to run a lap, fighting for speed was a stupid boy's thing, who would play this in the Indian motorcycle club? Besides, she was more interested in Bian Rui now than other things, and she wanted to judge by observation to see if the man in front of her had bumped into him by mistake, or if he had deliberately come to join the club at all.

"Go ahead, I'll talk to Bian Rui here," Yan Lan said.

The young man glanced at Bian Rui after listening, then snapped off the goggle on his face, and roared away with a twist of the accelerator.

Bian Rui saw this young man very strangely, because the club did not have such a young man before, the youngest was at least thirty years old, and this one looked like twenty-four or five at most, the motorcycle he rode was not cheap, almost 300,000, retro chief, white and green two-color matching, and at a glance he knew that it had been modified, it was quite eye-catching, but the modified one was not very tasteful, and the bells and whistles painted on the fuel tank were like a palette that had been used for a lifetime.

"When did this join?" Bian Rui asked curiously as he looked at the young man's back.

Wu Guanglong smiled and said: "This is attracted by Xiaolan, you haven't seen it, it's been less than a month since I joined the club, and I only participated in activities two or three times."

Bian Rui understood as soon as he heard it, the little rich second generation just now turned out to be a girl, just the guy's performance just now, Bian Rui didn't believe that this was a self-made teenager, the real self-made person is not like him, he is young and a little arrogant, this is only the standard rich second generation or the second generation of demolition.

"Then you guys play, I'll go over and drink something" Bian Rui felt a little cold on his body, and when he arrived at the club's activity location, he couldn't help but think of hot drinks, and when he thought of hot drinks, Bian Rui couldn't stay up a little.

Wu Guanglong and Yan Lan just nodded, and Bian Rui started his motorcycle and walked towards the supply vehicle.

It is said to be a supply car, but it is actually a small RV, and the blue RV can provide five or six people to rest, but usually, everyone will not rest in the RV, but live in their own tents.

"Wow, Bian Rui, when did you arrive?"

As soon as Bian Rui parked his motorcycle, he heard someone greet him, and when he looked up, he found that this was a veteran player, he was there when Bian Rui first joined the club, and now he is estimated to be in his early forties.

"I happened to pass by here when I got home, and I saw you guys coming over here to have a look," he said, and came to the side of the hot drink, picked up the disposable cup, took a cup of hot coffee, and slowly began to drink.

It's early in the morning, and it's almost dawn in a few hours, and the nights are very cold in spring, and the cold in the south is damp and cold, and the kind of cold that drills into the bones is much more pleasant in the north.

After a small half cup of coffee into his stomach, Bian Rui felt that the temperature on his body had risen.

While drinking coffee, I chatted with a few veteran players.

"Bian Rui, the club is going to Thailand next week, do you want to join in?"

Bian Rui shook his head and said: "I really can't go, there are a lot of things at hand, although I really want to ride to Thailand with everyone for a ride."

"That's a shame, when it comes to running long distances, the club is now the longest you can run, tens of thousands of kilometers," said another.

Bian Rui rode all the way to Portugal last year, spending half a year along the way, setting a club record.

"Actually, it's nothing, it's hard to look at now, but when you're on the road, you don't feel that way, when you turn your head and look back, you will have a kind of wow, I actually ran such a long way" Bian Rui said with a smile.

A lot of things are like this, I thought it was hard and incredible before I did it, but after I actually did it, I found that it wasn't as difficult as I thought.

Bian Rui told them what to bring when they went abroad, but it was a simple trick, and it was naturally impossible to go together, and the girl still had to go to school.