The mobile phone is texting, He Bangwei's mobile phone information is very small, sometimes his sister who is far away in Yanjing will send a text message to talk about his freshman military training, and there is almost nothing else.

Click on it and take a look, the name of the text message is "Wonderful", which is obviously a joking name between friends.

He Bangwei clicked on it and remembered that this was Wang Yanmiao, who was from the student union and asked him to participate in the show eleventh. She is the head of the literature and art department of the school's student union, and once heard the sound of He Bangwei running to play the guitar by the lake on the campus, and thought it was good, and the two became good friends after coming and going.

The text message asked He Bangwei when he would go to the group's rehearsal to prepare for the show.

Wang Wei next to him was thinking about the operation of the song, and he also saw the content of the text message on his mobile phone.

"You go to the instrument room over there to rehearse, just by the way, let's record your tune, see if the effect is good, save yourself to find a recording studio." Wang Wei has entered the role and started to save money for the idea of things to operate.

He Bangwei agreed indifferently, and replied by text message, Wang Yanmiao could go to rehearsal in the afternoon.

"Hey, we have a class in the afternoon." Wang Wei wondered.

"Well, no." After two boring classes, Ho quickly learned an essential skill in college--- skipping classes.

Wang Wei rolled his eyes, but based on the excitement of doing business operations in person for the first time, he didn't say much.

He continued to mumble to himself, planning the operation, when he suddenly heard He Bangwei ask, "What do you eat at noon?" ”

Wang Wei glared at him: "I'm working hard here to help you with ideas, and you just want to eat." ”

"Well, I don't understand, you know. If there's anything you want me to do, you say it, and I'll do it. He Bangwei looked straightforward.

Wang Wei, a person in the slightly fat world, shook his two taels of meat angrily, took a deep breath and told himself: Bear with it!

He Bangwei smiled silently in his heart, and found that this fat man was still quite cute. Then, he sat down in his seat, and for a while he looked left to see Wang Wei frowning at the draft, and for a while on the right, he saw Li Yunsheng smirking at his mobile phone, counting the points and waiting for the end of class.

It was easy to stay up until the end of class, and several people in the dormitory had a strong desire to eat under He Bangwei's strong desire to eat, so they ate first and then went back.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, He Bangwei took Wang Wei to the campus recording studio that Wang Yanmiao had said.

At this time, the sun was still a little hot, there were few people on the campus road, and the freshmen who had been running in the new area probably didn't have the energy to come out for activities.

Wang Wei walked side by side with He Bangwei, wiping the sweat on his head from time to time.

"Weizi, this Wang Yanmiao's name is so strange, what does it mean?" Seeing that he was almost at the location, Wang Wei wiped his sweat again and asked.

After pondering for two seconds, He Bangwei said lightly: "It is said that his father's verbal word is 'wonderful, wonderful', and then he named his daughter Yanmiao." ”

"Huh?!" Wang Wei was dumbfounded, this is too casual.

found the door of the recording studio, He Bangwei saw that the door was only half-covered, and pushed the door open.

The campus recording studio is quite large, with pianos, drums, guitars, basses, and professional equipment for recording. Now there are three people inside, two boys are talking together, and the other girl is standing next to the window and looking into the distance, it is Wang Yanmiao.

Hearing the door push, she looked back and smiled.

The afternoon sun shines through the glass, reflecting on Wang Yanmiao's smile, which feels refreshing. Her eyes don't look very big, revealing a confident and gentle temperament, but the big eyes of many girls are just decorations; The facial features are not too delicate, but the little green silk on the forehead moves with the wind, making the whole person vivid.

This is a girl who is not stunning at first glance but can become more and more attractive.

Walking over from the sunshine, Wang Yanmiao reached out and gently smashed He Bangwei's shoulder, turned his head and introduced to the two people in the room: "This is He Bangwei, the lead guitar I called, and he is also my good friend." ”

Then she said: "Bassist Fang Anna, drummer Chen Shiyuan." This is an introduction to He Bangwei.

Drummer Chen Shiyuan smiled at him and said, "Hello, cooperate well in the future." ”

The bassist Fang Anna had no expression on his face, nodded and did not speak, and then lowered his head and continued to play his bass.

Wang Yanmiao got out of the way, motioned for him to come in, and glanced at Wang Wei behind him, but he didn't speak, but his eyes were like he could speak.

"My roommate Wang Wei." He Bangwei said simply, walked inside, and looked at the equipment in the room.

Wang Wei said hello, didn't say much, and observed and went to the drummer Chen Shiyuan.

Wang Yanmiao seemed to like being in the sun, she returned to her original position, and said softly to He Bangwei: "There is also an accompaniment guitar and lead singer Zhao Fantu, who will arrive later." ”

Then, Wang Yanmiao turned sideways to face He Bangwei, her eyes rolled, and she said with a smile: "Have you had a girlfriend recently?" Haven't been in contact with me either. ”

He Bangwei was stunned, he didn't have an unusual relationship with this person in his memory.

Wang Yanmiao took a step forward, with a smile on her face, and suddenly reached out and straightened He Bangwei's sleeve: "Forgot your sister after a vacation?" ”

It seems that the memory is incomplete, I only remember that I am a friend, I don't remember that I recognize the relationship between my sister and brother, He Bangwei was startled by her action of arranging her sleeves, and his heart was dark. The popularity of information in the heterotopic plane is far inferior to that of this world, and he has few women in contact, only caring about pursuing the way of the sword, and occasionally pulling out the sword and cutting it, he is really not familiar with dealing with women.

He Bangwei coughed lightly: "There is something to do during the holiday." ”

Glancing at him, Wang Yanmiao raised her head slightly, and her voice was a little low: "I quarreled with my boyfriend, and I've been in a bad mood lately." In the afternoon, when you have finished rehearsing, go out and have some drinks. ”

I don't know why, hearing her boyfriend Yunyun, He Bangwei breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and secretly thought, "Drink some?" If you haven't tasted the world's drinks yet, you can try them. ”

Ho Bangwei made a decision that seemed rather fantastic in hindsight.

A few people in the studio were doing their own things in the afternoon, the bassist was thinking about his music, and Wang Wei was almost attentive to the drums. He Bangwei listened to Wang Yanmiao chattering a little bit about her boyfriend in the sun.

"He's always been too angular, not that I don't let him be principled, but some things could be a little more rounded."

"He's in Yanjing, he's busy, he's busy, I understand, he wants to go further, but it's always me who calls him, and I always care about whether he's happy or not, and when I'm happy and irritable, he can come and ask."

"The last time he said that he had the idea of going abroad, I was silent for a long time and didn't know what to say, I just felt a little wronged."

Wang Yanmiao suddenly glared and asked, "Is it that I have no one to want him, so I have to hang him on a tree?" ”

As a listener, He Bangwei didn't react for a while, and subconsciously said: "Cut it with a sword." This was the truest thought in his heart.

"Wonderful, wonderful, the wisdom sword cuts the love silk." Wang Yanmiao learned a sentence in a rough voice, which was probably her father's tone, and sighed lightly: "Maybe it's because he can't write my poems, and I can't do his dreams." “

For a while, a little sorrow came to my heart, and neither Wang Yanmiao nor He Bangwei spoke.

After a while, Wang Yanmiao lifted her spirits, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she had temporarily put aside her annoying sorrow: "Why hasn't this Zhao Fantu come yet." Eh, I'll tell you a joke. “

Regardless of whether He Bangwei was willing to listen or not, Wang Yanmiao said with great interest: "Do you know why Chang'e is fickle? “

He Bangwei looked at her expectant gaze and felt a slight headache, so he had to pretend to think about it, and replied honestly: "I don't know." “

"Because her name is Chang'e, Chang'e-change." Wang Yanmiao laughed after she finished speaking.

He Bangwei looked out the window silently in confusion.

Wang Yanmiao's unbridled laughter echoed in the recording studio.

"I underestimate you, the laugh is so high? I'll say one more!" After laughing, Wang Yanmiao found that he was cold and had another plan.

"On the side of the street, there was a couple arguing. The girl said to the boy, let's break up. The boy was silent for a long time, and then asked, "Can I say the last word?" The girl replied, saying, mother-in-law. Wang Yanmiao laughed first halfway through speaking, and then told the whole joke intermittently.

"The boy said, 'I can code......

'There's a for being able to code, and now there are people everywhere who can code! ’

The boy blushed and said, 'I can code...... I'm going to be...... In fairy tales, the angel you love ......'"

Wang Yanmiao, who couldn't help laughing, saw that He Bangwei still had an unclear face, and felt deeply bored.

He Bangwei looked at this girl who felt more gentle and laughed like a madman.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and the people with low laughter and high laughter were indeed people from two worlds.

The bass player and drummer in the recording studio were accustomed to it, and Wang Wei sighed with surprise on his face, one of them was paralyzed, and the other was nervous, and he began to worry inexplicably about the operation of his tune.

Wang Yanmiao made enough trouble, tidied up his hair that was messed up when he laughed a little, then took out the phone and said, "I'll call Zhao Fantu, it's almost three o'clock, why can't you come back." “

Hearing this, the bassist Fang Anna slowly turned his head and glanced at He Bangwei without speaking.

Wang Yanmiao, who hung up the phone, said: "He is on the way, and he is about to arrive." Do you want to warm your hands first? “

The bass player Fang Anna picked up the bass casually, and came to an impromptu period, with a good sense of rhythm, which attracted Wang Wei next to him to praise him repeatedly.

Fang Anna felt a little proud in his heart, and looked at He Bangwei and motioned for him to come too.

He Bangwei took a look, picked up a guitar from the side, and was about to play a song, when suddenly the door was pushed open.

Walking briskly into the studio was a young man with pigtails and a slightly darkened complexion, with a guitar on it with a name he couldn't read at a glance.

Wang Yanmiao was just about to speak, when this person spoke: "I am Zhao Fantu, and I am also your senior", he looked at it and said to He Bangwei, who picked up the guitar.

"You play a paragraph first, and let me see if I can do it." Zhao Fantu's expression was a little cold, and he said in a critical tone.