Liu Jingxin frowned and looked at Tong Wenxuan, thinking that he had just misheard.

Tong Wenxuan's face turned red all of a sudden, as if he was afraid that Liu Jingxin would misunderstand her, so he hurriedly explained: "My girlfriends are very annoying, and every time they see me, they have to introduce me to a boyfriend, but I don't want to fall in love yet." Usually I hide when I have the opportunity, but tomorrow my girlfriend gets married, I can't hide anymore, so I can only go hard, but I'm afraid that they will introduce all kinds of strange people to me again. That's why I thought......"

The more she spoke, the quieter her voice became, and her head became lower and lower, until in the end, she didn't dare to look at Liu Jingxin anymore, and her face was as red as a crayfish.

Liu Jingxin heard the meaning of Tong Wenxuan's words, smiled awkwardly, and asked, "Do you want me to be a shield for you, pretending to be your boyfriend?"

Tong Wenxuan bit his lower lip and nodded slightly.

In fact, Liu Jingxin is very disdainful of pretending to be someone's boyfriend, and it is thankless not to say it, and it is easy to cause unnecessary misunderstandings later. However, he thought that his original task with the theme of marriage proposal was not yet complete, and he really needed a similar atmosphere to mobilize his inspiration and state.

So after hesitating for a moment, Liu Jingxin nodded and agreed.

The time of the afternoon passed quickly, the second hand turned in circles in the accompaniment of guitar notes, and in a blink of an eye, it was time for Liu Jingxin to go to work.

Because Tong Wenxuan wanted to continue practicing, he didn't follow Liu Jingxin to the coffee shop again this time, and took a taxi home alone with his guitar on his back.

Liu Jingxin returned to his residence first, carefully put away his "tomato scrambled eggs" color big G, and came to the café with his electric box piano on his back.

Liu Jingxin has completely adapted to the job of the café and the environment here, although he lacks the excitement and excitement at the beginning, he can already calm down and enjoy the satisfaction and happiness brought to him by music, and at the same time make money, he can also share his favorite music with others, why not?

Although there are not many people who order songs and give tips, because the problem of residence has been solved, most of Liu Jingxin's salary of more than 4,000 yuan a week can be saved and sent home.

The compensation for the family's relocation was far less than the money to buy a new house, which was too much of a financial burden for Liu Jingxin and his family, and became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The final result was that Liu Jingxin urgently sold the guitar, effects, audio and other equipment, and urgently scraped together a sum of money to call his family, barely solving the family's urgent needs, and at the same time, Liu Jingxin had to announce the disbandment of the band.

Between his dream and his parents, Liu Jingxin made the choice he thought he regretted the most, he didn't want to "have a son who wants to raise but can't wait for his parents".

When he sent money to his family yesterday, Liu Jingxin heard from his mother that his relatives took the initiative to lend them a lot of money, and the compensation money also came down, so the problem of money was temporarily solved, and as for buying a new house and moving, there was no need for Liu Jingxin to worry about it from afar, and uncles, uncles, and aunts would all help.

This is good news, allowing Liu Jingxin to focus more on what he wants to do.

Thinking back to the situation and mentality at that time, Liu Jingxin at this time couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, everything is starting to develop in a good direction, there is no need to worry about family affairs for the time being, and the band has a new positioning, and now only Zhang Xun has not returned.

Thinking of Zhang Xun and the lost "tomato scrambled eggs", Liu Jingxin felt that his nose was sour, and his heart was particularly unpleasant.

Anyway, no matter whether Zhang Xun is doing well now, whether he gets along with his new teammates, Liu Jingxin firmly believes that Zhang Xun will return to Friday.

Because Zhang Xun's roots are on Friday, his dream is still on Friday!

It's their dream, it's all on Friday!

After finishing work at 9 o'clock in the evening, Liu Jingxin ran home to change the piano, and then took a taxi straight to the rehearsal room.

Jiang Li, Da Yang and Bao Yi were already waiting around there, and the three of them squatted on the side of the road together to look for beautiful women all over the street, and there were people who talked and laughed, which made Liu Jingxin speechless.

"You three stinky rascals!" Liu Jingxin stepped forward and scolded with a smile.

Jiang Li got up and looked behind Liu Jingxin on tiptoe and raised his eyebrows, and asked curiously, "What about my sister-in-law?"

Liu Jingxin was stunned when he heard this, and then reacted that what Jiang Li said should be Tong Wenxuan, and hurriedly explained: "We really don't have that relationship, don't talk nonsense, I don't care, you can't ruin people's reputation." ”

Da Yang knocked Jiang Li with a drum stick, and then asked Liu Jingxin: "Brother Jingxin, don't bother with Jiang Li, he likes to talk nonsense." Where is the rehearsal room, take us there. ”

Bao Yi also got up with excitement and said, "Yes, yes, I can't wait to see our new rehearsal room." ”

Liu Jingxin smiled "hehe" and waved his big hand: "Follow me!"

Everyone came to the two-story building, walked down the stairs to the bottom floor, and saw the graffiti on the wall through the voice-activated light, and they all frowned.

Da Yang said with a complicated expression: "There are not many people who play punk in China now, right? I didn't expect that there would be persistent, it's not easy!"

The punk arrangement is simple, the style is to use the simplest musical situation to express his rebellious spirit, the overall atmosphere is dark but not depressing, a bit of a sense of despair and decadence. About 20 years ago, there were indeed a number of punk bands in China, but now there are basically few people who play punk bands professionally anymore.

Liu Jingxin said as he opened the door: "Their band was disbanded, so they gave us the rehearsal room." ”

When the words fell, Liu Jingxin pushed the door and walked in first, and raised his hand to turn on the light.

Da Yang and the three of them then couldn't wait to squeeze in, and then collectively let out a "wow", everyone's eyes seemed to be flashing little stars, and they were so excited.

"Let's get started!" Jiang Li cheered, turning around and about to close the door, he almost bumped into a big tall man behind him.

"Who are you?" Da Yang asked suspiciously.

Liu Jingxin looked at Peng Conan, and hurriedly stepped forward to introduce the two sides.

After everyone got acquainted, Liu Jingxin told him about his promise to Peng Conan to PK with another group of bands, and Da Yang and others not only did not object, but were full of expectations.

With Liu Jingxin here, he is not afraid of fighting the piano! Da Yang is naturally not afraid of fighting drums! The key problem now is that everyone does not trust the songs written by Peng Conan.

Liu Jingxin had heard several of Peng Conan's original songs before, and he had already selected one that was okay as a PK song. He smiled and glanced at Peng Conan, and said, "Come on, sing it out for everyone to hear, and then let's rearrange the music to see how to reflect your favorite punk style, and at the same time make the whole song reach a level that can go to PK." ”

Conan nodded, walked to the microphone, and turned on the speakers.

Liu Jingxin took out the guitar, tuned the tone, and gave Peng Conan a key first.

Peng Conan took a deep breath and said loudly: "This song of mine is called "New Day", let's start!"

Liu Jingxin pressed the gravity chord with his left hand, and swept out the overdrive timbre with his right hand.

Peng Conan suddenly lifted his spirits, grabbed the microphone with both hands and sang loudly: "What color is the new day, and how crazy is happiness......