Chapter Eighty-Seven: Before the Eleventh Performance
The Sunday afternoon was spent in the chatter of Li Yunsheng, who opened his interest in talking.
Originally, He Bangwei dragged him to try the dress-up effect at school, but Li Yunsheng became interested as he walked, and did not let He Bangwei go back to the dormitory, and had to comment with him on the beauties coming and going on campus.
He Bangwei wandered with him for half an afternoon.
After a long time, Li Yunsheng was a little tired from shopping, and the two rested on the bench in the tree-lined path.
At the end of September, the weather was already a little cool, the forests were thick, the green meadows were mixed with a touch of withered yellow, and some weeds began to fade away, just to accumulate strength for the next spring.
Li Yunsheng's angular face looked at the shade in his sight, and said a little bored: "It is said that there is no spring and autumn day in Luzhou, and it really turns cold from hot to cold." I'm going to buy clothes too. ”
He Bangwei didn't answer, a little distracted.
"Hey, Vigo, do you think you have any goals in life?" Li Yunsheng suddenly asked such a question.
Turning his head to look at him, He Bangwei was a little strange, this was not like the question he would ask in his impression.
Li Yunsheng felt the meaning of his eyes, and said with some shame: "Why do I see the meaning of 'monkeys can also think' from your eyes!" ”
A smile appeared in his heart, this roommate is always funny to talk about, He Bangwei thought about it, and said, "Make money." ”
Li Yunsheng was taken aback, looking like he couldn't believe his eyes, and said, "Huh? This is not like your style, it doesn't matter if you have been so careless, you actually give yourself the goal of making money? ”
…… It doesn't matter if you hang Erlang, is my image like this, He Bangwei complained in his heart, and silently added: Make money and go home.
Seeing that He Bangwei no longer spoke, Li Yunsheng continued to take care of himself: "I feel that my life has been a little dull recently, I am in school all day long, I have nothing to do with my girlfriend, go out shopping and eat." It's like this every day......"
"I really want to go on a trip." Li Yunsheng sighed.
Hearing him say this, He Bangwei recalled the journey to Yanjing in the back seat of the motorcycle a few days ago, which can be regarded as a tour.
"But life has to be like this when you come back from the trip, alas." Li Yunsheng said a little coyly.
"I'm a little envious of you, although you don't care about it, but you usually exercise and go to class, uh, although it's not our professional class, but your life is orderly, I envy it." After Li Yunsheng finished saying this, he continued: "Eh, I'm done complaining." We can go back. “
He Bangwei has been listening to him, acting as his negative energy trash can throughout the whole process, but he didn't express his opinion, and then he was dragged back to the dormitory like this.
In the next two or three days of life, He Bangwei spent it in a plain and orderly manner as Li Yunsheng said.
After experiencing the turmoil in the gym, he still went to the gym as usual as if he was fine, ignoring the strange eyes of the front desk brother and the evasive eyes of several coaches.
The area of the chest press trainer has been completely repaired, He Bangwei continues to exercise as usual, and the boy named Xiao Han often comes over near noon, which is about the time of his lunch break from school.
Every time he came to the gym and saw He Bangwei, Xiao Han would gather around him and chatter, trying to explore the secrets of national art and He Bangwei's exercise methods. After seeing He Bangwei's fight against Guo Jie and later hearing about his one-on-three scene, he firmly believed that He Bangwei was a big master.
In a way, he wasn't wrong.
And He Bangwei only replied in one sentence to his persistent verbal entanglement: When you push forward like me, I will tell you the training method.
After several entanglements, Xiao Han found that He Bangwei was indeed unmoved, so he slowly followed him to do his own forward push exercise next to him, although the effect was not great, but it was also seen that there was progress.
There was a strange calm in the gym.
The little brother at the front desk quietly called as early as when He Bangwei came to exercise again for the first time and told Guo Jie the news, but the other party said that after he knew, it was as if he had suddenly disappeared, and he didn't come to look for trouble, I don't know if he gave up to get back face.
He Bangwei brushes up classes and exercises every day, and sometimes goes to a café to have a cup of coffee with Jos.
Sometimes he also remembers the answer he answered Li Yunsheng that day, what is his goal in life.
Make money to go home?
What if you can really go back to that world, but your enemies, relatives, and friends are gone?
Maybe the time flow of the two worlds is not the same, and after I go back, I will never be able to see the familiar world again, what should I do?
Now my goal in life is to make money and go home, but at this pace, when I can make money and really be able to research cutting-edge technology, I am fortunate to go home, I am afraid that I will already be dying.
The rules of this world are not the same as their own world, it is difficult to collude and influence, and the fading of youth, birth, old age, sickness and death are just the normal state of life.
……
Fortunately, these are just He Bangwei's occasional thoughts, just some annoying thoughts, and now it is difficult to even determine whether he can go back, how can he be worried about the situation he may face after going back.
On Wednesday afternoon, He Bangwei said to his roommates, and then took his guitar to the recording studio, today is the last joint practice before performing on stage.
Tomorrow and Thursday is the time for the 11th Parade, and the day after tomorrow is the beginning of the 11th holiday.
In the studio, the other three members of the band were already there.
He Bangwei took the guitar and walked to the place where he usually sat and sat down.
Lead singer Zhao Fantu clapped his hands, attracted the attention of the other three, and said, "Tomorrow is the performance, how about it?" Nervous not? “
Drummer Chen Shiyuan said: "What are you nervous, go up and knock on it." It's you, what's going on lately, a little nervous? I also want us to sing with you, otherwise you won't be able to sing, what should you do when you get on stage! “
Recently, the lead singer Zhao Fantu is a little strange, and he always asks the other three members of the band to sing this song "Glorious Years" together, not only that, but for the wrong places that the three of them sang, he is good to point out them one by one, and it will not work if he doesn't change it.
Please, we're just musicians, and we don't have to open our mouths, this is the complaint of drummer Chen Shiyuan.
The reason given by Zhao Fantu is that they are all in a band, and they can't even sing this rock song together, which is too scummy.
At the insistence of Zhao Fantu, the four members of the band sang this song together during rehearsals, and the tacit understanding between them was much better.
Seeing this effect, He Bangwei suppressed the strangeness in his heart, he always felt that Zhao Fantu was a little weird recently, and his eyes always slipped to his side when he was fine.
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