"That's how our band broke up?"

Facing the questioning of his brothers, Liu Jingxin took a puff of cigarette, nodded in the smoke and tried hard to squeeze out a smile: "My piano has been sold." ”

"You sold the big G (Gibson electric guitar)?" Zhang Xun patted the table and stood up, attracting the sideways glances of the customers at the next table.

Liu Jingxin took a puff of cigarette harder, stared at the red-hot cigarette butt, and pretended to be indifferent: "Not only the big G, but also the monolith (effect), and Marshall (speaker) are also sold together." The brothers in the circle bought it, and they took good care of me at the price, so don't worry about ......"

"You know that's not what I'm talking about!" Zhang Xun was already blushing, no matter how the people next to him pulled him, he just didn't sit down, but shouted louder: "Even if you don't want to be a band, there's no need to sell them all!"

"If you don't sell it, how can you have the money to invite you to eat a loose meal?" Liu Jingxin extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and popped out another cigarette and lit it.

Zhang Xun stared at Liu Jingxin with round eyes, his chest rose and fell violently, and the words he said seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth: "Brother Xin, I'm really disappointed in you!"

After speaking, Zhang Xun took an iron paddle from the key ring with trembling hands and threw it to Liu Jingxin, and then turned his head and walked out of the hotel regardless of anyone's dissuasion.

Liu Jingxin didn't chase after him, at this time he was coughing violently because he was smoking too hard because of this puff of cigarette, and his tears came out of his eyes. He picked up the pick that Zhang Xun had dropped, and looked at the "Friday" printed on it, a little dazed.

Friday is the name of their band!

Everyone ate this casual meal very depressed, although Liu Jingxin repeatedly said that he wanted to say goodbye happily, but who can be happy?

The five people who came together because of their dreams had to part ways because of life. There are no spotlights, no glow sticks, no screams and cheers, only sorrow and unwillingness, this is real life!

This night, Liu Jingxin drank so much that he couldn't remember how he went back to his residence. All he remembered was that he scolded all the way like a madman, and he cried all the way like a fool.

In a daze, Liu Jingxin heard an ethereal voice that seemed to float from ancient times and asked him, "Do you like music?"

Liu Jingxin, who was like mud, jumped up from the bed, punched and kicked the air, and roared angrily: "I don't like it! Music makes me and my brothers as poor as dogs! Don't let me see it again, I can't kill it!"

The voice asked, "If everything were to happen all over again, would you still make the same choice?"

Liu Jingxin fell to the side of the bed, did not answer any more questions, and fell asleep.

At this time, a meteor outside the window crossed the sky, but it did not disappear quickly, it became more and more dazzling, turning into a golden light that penetrated the only ventilation window in the basement that connected to the ground, and hit Liu Jingxin's body.

When the golden light dissipated, Liu Jingxin, who was lying unconscious on the side of the bed, was already lying on his side on the bed, and then a light voice sounded in the room: "The No. 9456 system has locked the host and is scanning the host information...... According to the host information, system 9456 was upgraded to the Rock and Roll King system, and the activation ...... was turned on. 0.7%…… 3.5%……”

The next morning, a piece of sunlight from the ventilation window fell on the concrete floor with thick dust, and a column of dust was obliquely reflected, and the musty smell in the basement dissipated slightly, but it was still very choking.

Liu Jingxin rubbed his somewhat sore head, supported the hard bed board and sat up with a "creak" sound.

Waking up after a hangover felt terrible, not to mention a headache, and there seemed to be a fire burning in my throat.

What time is it?

Liu Jingxin staggered back to the bed, flipped through the pillow to find his mobile phone, and found that it was close to twelve o'clock at noon, and he was immediately shocked.

I'm going to be late for rehearsals!

But as soon as the thought popped out of his head, he froze in place again, and did not move for a long time as if his whole body was petrified.

By the way, the band has disbanded for last night's casual dinner!

In the past two years of Beipiao's career, they have received commercial performances in the form of bands for opening ceremonies, weddings, bars and other occasions.

Now that the band Friday has disbanded, Liu Jingxin suddenly feels very confused, and he doesn't know what to do next.

Anyway, no matter what you do, you won't play music anymore, at least not rock 'n' roll. If you continue to play, you will be wasted for the rest of your life, how can you be worthy of your parents in your hometown?

As soon as Liu Jingxin thought of this, he suddenly felt a "buzz" in his ears, and then found that a system panel appeared in his mind:

[Level: Level 1.]

Rock Talent: Recognition (0/10000)

Initial Mission: Try your hand at 10 approvals.

Mission 1 (Easy/Normal/Hard): Not unlocked.

Note: Recognition can only be earned from others through music, and can only be unlocked after completing the initial mission and claiming rewards in Mission 1. 】

Liu Jingxin was stunned and raised his hand and pinched his thigh.

Oh my god!

Not a dream?

Liu Jingxin felt that his thoughts were a little chaotic, and he walked restlessly back and forth dozens of times in the house, not cheering because he had become a man chosen by the system, on the contrary, he was not happy at all at this time.

This must be an illusion!

Liu Jingxin sat heavily on the edge of the bed, grabbed his hair with both hands and pondered for a long time, then slowly raised his head, ignored the hallucination-like system panel, and decided to go out to find a job. Anyway, he has hands and feet, and he can't starve to death! He must quickly find a way to make more money to help his parents tide over the current difficulties. When you go home for the Chinese New Year this year, you must bring money back, and you must not let your parents look up in front of relatives and friends!

And then...... Maybe it won't come back, right?

Liu Jingxin washed himself roughly in the basin, changed into a fairly clean and tidy clothes, left the basement rental house, and was confused after getting on the subway.

For more than two years, he has been playing music, and the people he knows are all rock circles, so he is not allowed to go out to find a job, he really doesn't know what he can do.

Before he knew it, he came to the street of Xinjie Harmonica Shop, and habitually walked into a piano shop called "D-Fly".

The owner of the piano shop is in his thirties, named Fang Zhichao, a well-known guitarist in the circle, and has been invited to star concerts to play accompaniment many times.

At this time, there were several parents sitting together chatting quietly in the store, and Brother Chao was teaching some boys and girls to play the piano, which seemed quite lively.

After Fang Zhichao saw Liu Jingxin come in, he asked the students to practice the piano by themselves first, and then got up and greeted him with a smile: "Jingxin!

Liu Jingxin exclaimed: "How do you know?"

Fang Zhichao shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Zhang Xun came over last night and asked me if I helped sell your big G, and said that even if the band is disbanded, the piano can't be sold, that's the root of life." ”

Liu Jingxin's eyes were astringent when he heard this, his heart was blocked, he turned his head and pretended to watch the piano, and stopped talking.

Fang Zhichao saw that Liu Jingxin didn't want to continue the topic, so he changed the topic and said: "You came just in time today, I received a good piano, you can try it." After speaking, he turned around and went into the warehouse, walked out with a pure black high-end piano case, and carefully opened the piano case, and took out the electric guitar that was well protected inside.

Liu Jingxin wanted to refuse, but when he saw the piano, his eyes were straight.

The piano has a white edging, a blue water wave lacquer surface, a plump and round body, a slender and sexy neck, and a stubborn headstock.

"Tom Anderson's surfing cobra?" Liu Jingxin exclaimed, "Where did you get such a niche piano?"

Fang Zhichao smiled mysteriously and said, "Don't care where I got it, you try the feel first." ”

People who often play guitars see rare high-end pianos, who doesn't want to touch them, who doesn't want to try them out? This feeling is like an old driver seeing a super luxury car.

Liu Jingxin couldn't wait to pull over the bench and sit down, connected the piano to the speaker, adjusted the pitch of the six strings, quickly changed the chords on the fingerboard with his left hand, took the pick in his right hand to sweep the strings and then plucked, and finally finished with the kneading of the middle finger of his left hand to play a trill, and improvised a short paragraph.

This feels!

"Come to a full section?" Fang Zhichao said with a smile.

Liu Jingxin was not polite, took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing, and raised his hand to play the prelude to the rock version of "Canon".

When Fang Zhichao heard that it was "Canon", he immediately became interested, ran to the side and pulled out the drum stick, sat behind the drum kit and waited, and after the prelude ended, he began to beat the drum "dong dong dong" to match the rhythm.

The rock version of "Canon" is often used to judge whether an electric guitarist's basic skills are solid, and the difficulty is medium to high, almost all the fingering and techniques required for electric guitar are available, and the most difficult of them is undoubtedly the plucking at the intersection of the first two sections, which requires very fast hand speed, and each note must be as clear as a lute sound.

And all this is not a problem for Liu Jingxin at all.

The piano sounds cheerfully, and the drums beat rapidly. Liu Jingxin and Fang Zhichao cooperated perfectly, making the piano shop full of joyful notes, making people unconsciously forget their troubles, sway their bodies to the rhythm, and raise the corners of their mouths to show a smile......

As the rhythm gradually slowed down, at the end of the song, Liu Jingxin turned off the pickup switch on the piano body and gently rubbed the neck, which was really a little unsatisfying and unfinished.

At this moment, a round of applause rang out, and those students and parents cast envious and admiring glances at Liu Jingxin.

Liu Jingxin smiled awkwardly, and was about to ask Fang Zhichao to put the piano box away, but he was suddenly stunned, because he saw prompts popping up one after another in the background of the system:

Gain +1 Recognition

Gain +1 Recognition

Gain +1 Recognition

……

Congratulations to the host, the initial quest has been completed, and the reward will be distributed soon.

【Ding!Detect that the surrounding environment is not suitable for obtaining rewards, it is recommended to change the location before trying!】

Liu Jingxin looked at the row of prompts on the system panel, listened to the clear prompt sound, and then saw that there was nothing unusual about the people around him, and he suddenly realized that this system may not be his hallucination.

Hurriedly bidding farewell to Fang Zhichao, Liu Jingxin hurriedly left Xinjiekou and rushed to the subway station.

Regarding the fact that he was selected by the system, Liu Jingxin completed a series of complex mood changes from "disbelief" to "doubt" to "belief" all the way.

After getting off the subway, Liu Jingxin almost trotted all the way back to the rental house, and after his heart beat wildly and closed the door with his backhand, the system prompt sounded again: [Ding! The surrounding environment is detected to be suitable for withdrawing rewards! Rewards are being distributed, please wait!]

In the next second, Liu Jingxin found a guitar lying quietly on his hard bed, as if waiting for its owner.