"But it's incredible that you're all just students." During the conversation with the Stinging Snake Band, Sikong Yao was surprised to find that not only Liu Minghui and Qian Gurong, but also the other band members were all students of St. Yide Road Cuisine Academy, and they were all students in the same grade as Liu Minghui. For Sikong Yao, these people are all his seniors.

Qian Gurong shrugged and smiled: "What's wrong with the students, can't you?" ”

Sikong Yao shook his head lightly and said enviously: "No, I just think that the seniors have to have to attend classes and rehearsals, and then they can hold a concert for 10,000 people, which is really amazing." ”

Liu Minghui held a bottle of rum in his hand, and said with a slight meaning: "When the major universities held the exhibition before, 30,000 people gathered, and that scene was spectacular." ”

‰ From the picture at that time, Qian Gurong's heart also surged with a surging meaning, not only sighed: "Yes, I still remember that the Huaxia Song Cooking Academy actually sent a band to imitate Nirvana's hard rock style, and the effect of the scene at that time was unprecedentedly strong." ”

Liu Minghui shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well, those seniors who have already graduated, if they become full-time musicians, they will be able to learn more." ”

Regarding Liu Minghui's pursuit of not the future of a chef, Sikong Yao said in surprise: "Doesn't Hui want to be a chef? ”

As for the members of the Stinging Snake Band, they don't want to be bound by the shackles of the world, and in the academy everyone may be of different ages, but outside, everyone is just an equal friend. Liu Minghui insisted that Sikong Yao just call them by their names. Sikong Yao couldn't resist it, so he complied with his wishes. Sikong Yao could feel that Liu Minghui did not seem to be contrived, and his body exuded an easy-going and wild from the inside out.

Liu Minghui took a sip of wine and said, "It's not that I don't want to, but compared to music, I really can't raise any energy to cook." ”

Sikong Yao shrugged his shoulders, even if he was studying in a culinary college, there were some people who were not particularly fond of cooking, and too many of them were even just to find a high-paying job after graduation. I don't know what Liu Minghui's purpose was for attending St. Edro Culinary Academy, but at least he has now found his future outlet. Even if you give up cooking. That doesn't matter.

Sikong Yao smiled: "It must be very hard to rehearse and study while studying, right?" ”

From the thick calluses on everyone's hands, Sikong Yao could see that they must have put in a lot of practice. They are fluent in syncopic transitions. It's definitely not a quick level of proficiency that can be achieved overnight. It must have gone through countless hundreds of oblique trainings.

Liu Minghui nodded with feeling. "When the band was first formed, the practice time would not be less than ten oblique every day. ”

Sikong Yao was stunned and said, "Ten oblique? So you're not going to class? ”

Qian Gurong smiled slyly: "It's not that I don't want to, I will still listen to the necessary courses." If you can skip the class, you won't go back, but even if it's a professional class, I'm thinking about what kind of chords and riffs to write in class, just to show my face. ”

↓ After Qian Gurong said this, Sikong Yao had another idea in his heart, and couldn't help asking: "Then in that case, why don't you just quit your studies and become a singer full-time?" ”

When Sikong Yao said this, she could clearly feel that the air around her had become colder.

The wind blows on the bustling streets, and the red lights reflect the confusion in the eyes of the sashimi members.

Sikong Yao was stunned in his heart, and suddenly felt that he had inadvertently said the wrong thing, but he didn't know where he said it wrong. …

Sikong Yao said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry...... Am I saying something wrong? ”

Liu Minghui smiled reluctantly, in order not to let Sikong Yao blame himself, he still took the lead in solving the siege and said: "No, you didn't say anything wrong, it's just that the future path is not something that can be decided so casually." ”

Sikong Yao was stunned and asked cautiously, "Why?" ”

Liu Minghui shrugged his shoulders and was about to speak, but he didn't know how to explain, while Liu Yaqin said empathetically: "Xiao Yao, do you know that there is not only one choice for people's future. ”

Sikong Yao was puzzled and asked rhetorically, "What do you mean?" ”

Liu Yaqin said lightly: "Everyone who chooses to enter the Culinary Academy has their own different goals and ideas, because of the different choices and different experiences, everyone's future is not the same, for Hui and them, maybe they can get together and play music carefree, and it is only during the four years of college." ”

Qian Gurong shrugged, a little helpless, but still smiled optimistically: "After graduation, my father will urge me to go back to my family to inherit the restaurant, and I may not be able to play music with everyone at that time." ”

At this time, except for Hui, the other three band members also lowered their heads silently, and their situation was very similar to Qian Gurong. For the students of St. Edro Cuisine Academy, many of them have inherited the restaurant from their ancestors, and the purpose of studying at the culinary academy is more out of the mission of their parents.

Hearing Qian Gurong's reason, Sikong Yao was dissatisfied in his heart, and said rhetorically: "But you don't like it, don't you?" ”

Qian Gurong said helplessly: "What's the matter, the future road is not something that can be decided by yourself alone." ”

Sikong Yao's tone became a little hurried, and said, "What's the matter, obviously you can choose the music you are good at." ”

Sikong Yao was dissatisfied because Qian Gurong had given up the pursuit of her dream, and was about to say something more when Liu Minghui patted her on the shoulder.

He shook his head gently and said, "No, there are many things that cannot be solved by liking. ”

Sikong Yao was puzzled and asked rhetorically, "Why?" ”

Liu Minghui explained: "Because we don't want to call the reason for making a living a dream. ”

Sikong Yao's heart suddenly chuckled, as if he had been pierced by a sharp weapon.

For the first time, a little pain flashed in Liu Minghui's clear eyes, which was different from the wildness he had always shown.

He tilted his head, looked at the bright rainbow lights on the street, and sighed: "Our songs are all covers of the works of other bands, if we want to become professional musicians, it involves copyright issues, we can't continue to perform with these songs." Then this means that we need to have our own music, then this needs to be promoted and packaged, and it also needs a certain amount of time for fans to accept us. The change of style will lose a large number of fans in an instant, and in today's information expansion, how can our new works be known to outsiders? We're just a group of people who love music, but we don't have the ability to fight against the entertainment industry. At that time, music will not be an interest for us to devote ourselves to, it will become an excuse to constantly wander around to make a living, and the future should not be like this. ”

Sikong Yao stopped talking, she was a little ashamed, not everyone has the ability to pursue their dreams as they want. There is too much helplessness in this world, which makes the stars dim away.

Sikong Yao apologized: "I'm sorry...... I don't know where you are. ”

Qian Gurong shook his head and said optimistically: "Well, don't worry too much, at least we can still be happy for a year, maybe we will have written our own music by then, and it is not too late to decide the way to the future." ”…

Qian Gurong's words softened the solemn atmosphere, and the rest of the members of the Stinging Snake Band nodded their heads, although they faced the distress of parting ways after graduation, at least during their time at the academy, they could still enjoy the joy that music gave them.

Liu Minghui held the wine bottle high and said highly: "The road to the future will be handed over to the future!" Enjoy now and leave no regrets! ”

Everyone nodded, and Qian Gurong shouted: "So hurry up, go eat roast lamb shank, and everyone will sell out later!" ”

Qian Gurong urged like this, and everyone also sped up. And Sikong Yao walked at the end of the line, and there was always some haze lingering in his heart.

Liu Yaqin seemed to see all Sikong Yao's confusion, so she comforted: "What's wrong? Any questions? ”

Sikong Yao groaned, and after a while, asked, "Teacher, what if I don't want to inherit my family's business and rely on my own efforts to work hard?" I want to open a dessert shop. ”

Liu Yaqin smiled and said: "Then this is the path you have chosen, no one can stop you, but before that, you have to figure out whether your dessert shop is for your livelihood or to pursue your dreams." If it's the former, will you regret your decision now when you're old? ”

Sikong Yao shook his head and said, "No, I'm not here to make a living, what I want is a dessert shop that can express my own culinary philosophy." ”

Liu Yaqin said again: "That's good, but before that, have you ever thought about what will happen to you if you fail?" They are different from you, and if they carry out their musical dreams, they may collapse and achieve nothing after wasting their most precious youth. They are different from you, you are the eldest lady of Minghe Restaurant, even if you fail, there is a way out, but they are different, so they have more worries and struggles on top of the future choice. In their hearts, just like you, they all want to get used to their beliefs, so at this moment, they choose to get carried away and obsessed with music, can you understand? ”

Sikong Yao nodded, and immediately stopped being confused, and said, "I know, the road to the future is handed over to the future." (To be continued......)