Wu Xiu thought that the driver was going to play him a few songs, and then he didn't have to charge the fare.

Although Wu Xiu didn't believe that there would be such a good thing in the world, he could hear the driver say it so surely, so even if the driver wanted to charge when he went to the place, Wu Xiu would refuse. After all, when you go out, you have to be honest.

But I never expected that the driver's so-called listening to the song was listening to the song he sang. Forget about singing, the key is that his rough voice sings this song not only ugly, but also every sentence is not in tone.

"Can you choose to listen to the original song?" Wu Xiu said depressedly.

"Can't!"

"-No, you're still making music like this?" Wu Xiu said suspiciously: "Then tell me what songs you have played, I'll check it on the Internet." ”

"You don't have to go online. The driver explained, "I don't do that kind of pop music, I do country music." ”

"Country music?"

"Why? Don't believe it? You can go to all directions to inquire, who doesn't know me Zhang Hong. Zhang Hong said with an arrogant face: "I have been playing suona for thirty-five years, and I haven't been to any red and white thing in ten miles and eight directions?"

"Wait! What you mean by making music is playing suona?"

Seeing Wu Xiu's surprised expression, Zhang Hong said angrily: "What's wrong with playing the suona? It's a pity that my wife and I don't have a good idea of music, so now she is still running red and white things, and I am running black cars. ”

“——”

"Just listen to me sing quietly! Ask the whole black car circle, which car has this benefit? The most important thing is that I still sing in the live version, there is no way to fake singing, and there are very few people in the entire music circle who can do this, right? What's more, I don't charge you money, and I will send you to the place you want to go for free, so you can be content!"

Wu Xiu rubbed his temples and said helplessly: "Forget it, you sing! Who made me poor!"

"That's right!" Zhang Hong smiled: "Hey, where did I just sing? Alas, I have to start again...... Ahem...... At the beginning of the first and second days, I stood in the early morning ......"

Along the way, Wu Xiu sat in the car like this. He has made up his mind that he will never let the driver play songs in the car in the future, and this experience is almost worse than death.

Zhang Hong sings not only every sentence is not in tune, the key is that he only likes to sing some songs of female singers, with his rough and out of tune voice, and every time he sings to the ** place, he will shout loudly: "Do I sing well? If it's good, let me hear your cheers", and then cheer for himself and honk his horn to cheer.

When the car drove near No. 1 Middle School, Wu Xiu hurriedly asked Zhang Hong to stop.

"There's still a little way to go!" Zhang Hong reminded.

"That's it. Wu Xiu shook his head helplessly, picked up his luggage and prepared to get out of the car.

"Hey, young man, this is my business card, you can always come to me if you need it in the future. ”

Looking at the business card handed over by Zhang Hong, Wu Xiu politely accepted it, only to see that it was written: "Folk driver and music promotion enthusiast: Zhang Hong." ”

"It seems that you are not very interested in music! I suggest that you should listen to more songs, and when you can really appreciate the artistic conception of those songs, you will find that in fact, each song is a story, and it contains a certain philosophy...... By the way, have you ever heard that song about 'philosophy'?"

Without waiting for Wu Xiu to answer, Zhang Hong couldn't help but sing again: "Ahem...... The eighteen bends of the mountain road here, the nine links of the waterway here, the mountain songs here are lined up in pairs, and the mountain songs here are stringed in strings......"

“——”

Wu Xiu found a hotel, put his luggage away, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and then walked to No. 1 Middle School.

Fengcheng No. 1 Middle School.

Returning to this familiar school again, Wu Xiu was full of emotion, and his mind was full of memories. He looked up at the sky, the sun was shining, the sky was clear, and his originally depressed mood became much better.

At this moment, the school was still in session, Wu Xiu walked to the guard room, saw the doorman who had fought with Sun Haoxue inside, and smiled gently: "Uncle, I'm back." ”

The doorman frowned, he looked at Wu Xiu and thought for a while, and then said in surprise: "I remember you, weren't you expelled?"

“——”

Wu Xiu's mouth opened, he originally wanted to say that he was an excellent graduate in the past, and today he wanted to go back to his alma mater to visit his former teacher, but he didn't expect the doorman to be so impressed by him.

The prepared excuse was useless, and Wu Xiu could only smile reluctantly: "Yes! I'm back now." How is Uncle, are you happy?"

"Nerves!" the doorman said angrily, "You are no longer a middle school student, what are you doing here?"

"I heard that the school was going to take graduation photos, and I was also a member of the No. 1 High School, so I came back to take a 'family photo'. ”

"Who knows if what you said is true or not? If you come to fight, then won't I even lose your job if I let you in? Not to mention the graduation lighting genius shooting, why are you here today?"

"No, if I really came to fight, I would definitely go through the wall and get in, would I still be so open?" Seeing that the doorman still refused to let him go, Wu Xiu took out his wallet, took out two hundred yuan and stuffed it into the doorman's pocket with a distressed face, and said, "If you still don't believe it, I can press the ID card to you." ”

The doorman put his hand in his pocket and touched the money, shook his head and said, "I don't need my ID card, but remember, don't stay too long!"

"Thank you, uncle!"

Walking into the campus, Wu Xiu looked at everything familiar around him, and his heart was full of emotion.

Suzu –

When the bell rang for the end of class, Wu Xiu came to the third year of high school and began to look for someone to inquire about Feng Fei's class.

After learning that Feng Fei was in class 6 of the third year of high school, or a key class, Wu Xiu was about to go upstairs to find it, and it happened that Feng Fei went downstairs.

"Brother Fei!" Wu Xiu beckoned.

Feng Fei didn't care at first, and after he took two steps forward, he realized that something was wrong. He first rubbed his small squinting eyes, then turned his head to look at Wu Xiu and was stunned for a while before he said happily: "Brother Xiu?

Wu Xiu smiled, watching Feng Fei's hair stand up halfway, as if it was blown by a strong wind from the side, he said depressedly: "I'll go, Brother Fei, you don't have to be so arrogant with this hairstyle!"

"That must be arrogant!" Feng Fei tilted his head and said arrogantly: "This is the model I made with a hair dryer for fifteen minutes today." ”

"Excellent!" Wu Xiu gave Feng Fei a thumbs up.

Feng Fei smiled: "By the way, Brother Xiu, why are you here? Also, where have you been this year? There is no news at all, and you have changed your mobile phone number......

"Stop!" Wu Xiu stretched out his hand to stop: "Brother Fei, let's go smoke a cigarette first, and then talk slowly." ”

The two of them went to the parallel bars in the corner of the playground to smoke a cigarette, and Wu Xiu told Feng Fei: "I transferred to the second middle school, and I spent a year there in a daze.

It's not like the college entrance examination is coming, so come back and see you. As for the previous mobile phone number, it was thrown away by the old man, and I didn't remember your number, so I haven't been in touch. ”