When I walked out of the hospital, it was drizzling in the sky.

An autumn rain and a cold one, Zhang Xiaojian inevitably looked at the five people in the Xia Ming Band with some worry, and always felt that a gust of wind seemed to be able to blow them all up.

With yellow faces and thin muscles, they walked in the autumn wind and drizzle and were out of place with Zhang Xiaojian and others, especially when they were wearing exaggerated costumes on the stage, looking like the non-mainstream who had just entered the city in the countryside.

The lead singer of the band's bamboo pole is called Yang Li, and after learning that Lao Wang is the future general manager of Huating, he pulled down his face and added Lao Wang's WeChat, and then sent a few songs to Lao Wang.

Lao Wang wanted to say that I really don't understand... It's useless for you to give it to me.

But looking at the 'light' in Yang Li's eyes, this sentence finally didn't come out.

Lao Shi booked a hotel not far away, and the group came to the box by car, and the five members of the band led by Yang Li sat in a particularly restrained position, not knowing what to say or do.

But they all know that they should be able to have a big meal today... They hadn't had a big meal in a long time.

Of course, Zhang Xiaojian will not be polite when he ordered, it is precious, but it is a good meal, and when he was ready, he asked them if they had anything they wanted to eat.

Yang Li and the others shook their heads together, obviously as long as it was better than instant noodles, they would not refuse.

When the round table was filled with dishes that most of them didn't know what they were, Zhang Xiaojian shouted: "Move the chopsticks." ”

Then everyone stopped chatting and began to eat.

Just eating and eating, Zhang Xiaojian was a little stunned, looking at Yang Li's appearance of the five people gobbling up the wind and clouds, and thought... I really haven't eaten anything good before.

Yang Li puffed out two big cheeks, obviously unable to put it in his mouth, and was still picking vegetables.

The guitarist ate his mouth full of oil, and he grabbed the rice in the bowl vigorously, I don't know if he knows the truth that the staple food is hungry.

The drummer is worthy of playing the drums, and he eats very rhythmically, and he doesn't stop all the time.

The keyboardist is much more elegant, just looking at the bone broth in front of him, he especially wants a plate of steamed buns to dip in.

The bass player was the only one who ate greens, because he remembered that when he left the hospital, the nurse told them to eat more.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at them and laughed and said, "Eat slowly, don't choke, be full." ”

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The dishes are over five flavors, and the drinks are not ordered.

The Heroes Band ate extremely satisfied, and the food was already a little empty.

The waiter has come in and received the plate many times, and when he saw that these big eaters finally put down the chopsticks, he was a little shocked in his heart, these people can really eat...

How far can you eat, many dishes are ordered three times, go up and clear one plate at a time, and the speed is fast.

Twenty bowls of rice, although the rice bowl in their restaurant is not big, but it is really a bit fierce that one person can eat so many dishes in four bowls.

What's even more amazing is that they also drank six pots of bone broth... It seems that I have been hungry for a long, long time, and it seems that I have not eaten for a long, long time.

Of course, the five members of the Heroes Band have not been hungry for a long time, but they have not eaten such a delicious meal for a long time.

Before coming to the restaurant, Yang Li once felt that the boxed lunch at the music scene was the best, which can be seen... How difficult their previous lives were.

Zhang Xiaojian really couldn't understand why such a band that couldn't eat could persist for so many years by eating instant noodles.

It is said that dreams can't be eaten as food.,It seems that this thing has to divide people.,If you want to stick to it....

Then everyone chatted about the recent interesting things, mostly focused on the music scene.

Listening to Lao Shi say that Hong Xinshu's kid has been diligent and hardworking recently, he can't help but make Zhang Xiaojian feel that this person is also sick, and it is not appropriate to be a good young master, and it is very comfortable to work in the music scene.

And Yang Li talked about their music style and their persistence over the years, his eyes were shining and full of longing.

As he spoke, he didn't know why he was so excited, and then he pulled his band members to stand up together, each holding up a glass of water.

"I'm not very good at talking, but before I came here, I really didn't expect it to be so good here, not only to be able to sing our own songs, but also to eat, thank you. ”

As he spoke, the five of them drank it all, and saw Zhang Xiaojian and the others smiling.

Especially Lao Shi, who smiled even brighter.

The music scene was originally his idea and conception, and he has been in charge of the music scene since the opening of the music scene.

He just hopes that musicians with dreams can have a bite to eat here.

It feels really good to realize his wishes, and it is even more unexpected to be able to watch the orange juice such as before, and now the chivalrous name continues to grow, and it gives him a sense of accomplishment.

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Since there was no alcohol, the meal certainly didn't last until late.

When I walked out of the hotel, the rain did not become heavier or lighter, but it was just dripping.

Zhang Xiaojian drove Ye Mozhu home, and the two of them were not too tired as usual, because Lao Wang was sitting in the back seat... I'm afraid of irritating him.

When sending Lao Wang home, the rain gradually became heavier, and the windshield wipers frequently brushed the front window glass.

Lao Wang connected the stereo in the car with his mobile phone and played the song sent to him by Xia Ming, I don't know why it feels so good to listen to it on this rainy night.

Zhang Xiaojian asked, "What's the matter, Mr. Wang, are you going to release an album for them?"

Wang: "......"

So far, of course, he can't adapt to his new identity, but he's trying to adapt, and he's trying to use his past experience of listening to songs to distinguish whether the song of the chivalrous name can be popular...

Of course, his past experience in listening to songs is nothing more than that song is popular, he goes to listen to it, whether it is a music player in the mobile phone or a song in the computer, it is actually a song that the public is familiar with.

It's not professional at all, and it doesn't help him at all.

Seeing Lao Wang's bitter expression, Zhang Xiaojian smiled and said: "Actually, don't be pressured, you can do it if you think it's okay, if you think it's okay, if you don't think it's okay, it's not okay, what a simple thing." ”

Lao Wang: "It's so simple. ”

"How complicated is that?"

Lao Wang took a deep breath and said for a long time: "At the dinner table just now, didn't you see the light in their eyes? Does that mean that I killed their dreams?"

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaojian, who didn't think so much, was speechless.

Lao Wang felt that he had a great responsibility, and said, "I... This kind of person can't be a big shot, Xiaojian, I think you better change someone, I really can't see their eyes, if I really want to be the general manager of Huating, I'm afraid I will release an album for every young child with dreams... The key is that I don't have that professional quality, and I can't tell the difference between good and bad. ”

Zhang Xiaojian smiled and began to brainwash Lao Wang: "If you can't tell the difference, you can come out, you can come out if you think it's good, you have to firmly believe that you represent the public's aesthetics, because you are really special to the public." ”

"Why do I sound like an insult?"

Zhang Xiaojian diverted the topic and said: "It's okay, we are not afraid of losing money, go to the imperial capital the day after tomorrow, and prepare our luggage at night." ”

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