Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Chance Encounter with an "Acquaintance"

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After the song, Lin Jing's few people who listened to her play and sing now were stunned, not knowing what to think, even Liang Yinning, who has always been a little nervous and a little arrogant.

"Thank you, classmate, for your guitar." The goal was achieved, and Lin Jing handed the guitar to its owner.

"Ah, oh, no thanks." Lin Jing called three times in a row, and the "old boy" suddenly realized, Mu Mu took it, and it took a few seconds before pushing the glasses on his face full of acne, and praised, "You play the guitar very well, and the songs you sing are also very good." ā€

"Are you going to continue to say that we can communicate when we have time?" Liang Yinning, who finally reacted, said in a tone full of contempt.

"Communication? I, I ......" "Old boy" didn't know that he had offended this girl in a short princess dress, and he said a few words, but he didn't know how to continue.

"In my words, my heart is empty! Hmph, your little trick is no longer in fashion. Learn to play the guitar and pick up girls, dirt buns! Liang Yinning rolled his eyes and said, showing his pungent demeanor.

"Hello this young lady, I didn't expect us to meet again."

As soon as Liang Yinning's words fell, a fat man came out of the crowd and walked directly towards Lin Jing.

The smile on that face, in the words that Zhou Xingxing described Uncle Da's characteristics in "Truant Weilong 2", is: obscene, extremely obscene!

"Aren't you the ......?"

"Miss has a really good memory, I am the artist Zhang Yanqin who is a part-time talent scout." The fat man pushed the small glasses on his face, and replied with a smile.

This makes Lin Jing a little crazy, and sometimes it's not a good thing to have a strong memory, because you can't forget some people and things that you don't want to remember.

In fact, after Lin Jing met him in May and rejected him, he used to run to her door more than a dozen times very frequently, making the whole building known and annoying her. In the end, it was his father Lin Liwei who found out, and found more than a dozen guys who were also dragon and tiger martial artists, repaired and threatened him, so he didn't dare to come to the door again.

"I heard the song you played and sang by yourself just now, Miss, from my professional point of view, it is very valuable to promote, although Miss you still have a slight flaw in your singing skills, but Miss, your image can completely cover up this flaw, and as long as you join our Star Records, we can tailor a ...... for you" Zhang Yanqin fully waved his part-time talent scout's eloquence, completely ignoring the feelings of others, and gushed endlessly.

"I remember two months ago, your company was still an advertising agency, when did it become a record label again?"

"I've quit my job from the advertising agency and started a record label with my friends." Zhang Fatzi sneered.

"Ah Jing, I also want to ask, did you write this song?" Liang Yinning probably couldn't stand this fat man who was talking like a river at every turn, so he pulled Lin Jing and asked.

"No ......"

"I've borrowed it, please let me go, thank you!"

Before Lin Jing could answer, she was interrupted by someone walking from behind.

I saw four young men approaching, two of them carrying a drum kit, one carrying two pairs of electric guitars, and one carrying a bass.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly got out of the way and let them pass.

Liang Yinning was waiting for Lin Jing's answer, but he didn't wait for a while, but when he looked back, he saw Lin Jing staring at the man who was walking away step by step, carrying an electric guitar.

"Hey, hey......"

"Are you hungry?"

"yes, I'm hungry." Liang Yinning didn't have a good airway.

"I'm not hungry, so why do you keep asking me to feed me?"

"I saw you staring at someone without blinking, afraid that you would be fifteen years old, and you would be attracted to others and abandon me."

"Don't talk nonsense, I've seen acquaintances."

"Acquaintances? But didn't he just take a picture, why does he look like he doesn't know you at all? ā€

"When I say familiar, I mean I'm familiar with him, not with me, understand?"

"Could it be that you are secretly unrequited?"

"You have such a good imagination, it's a waste of talent not to be an entertainment reporter."

"Let's go, it's almost time."

"So you still have a sense of time."

"Miss, please stay."

Just when Lin Jing, Liang Yinning and Zhang Chunmei saw that the time was approaching and were about to go to the playground, Zhang Yanqin, an artist who was a part-time talent scout, hurriedly followed.

"What do you think I just said?" Fat Zhang asked breathlessly.

"You speak better than you sing." Lin Jing was annoyed enough by this entangled dead fat man, and impatiently pointed to the man with an electric guitar and bass on his back just now and said, "Go find him, he is the real talent, you are absolutely right to find him, please don't put your heart on me." That's it, goodbye. ā€

In the end, I couldn't help but brutally blow up a sandbag hanging from a tree on the edge of the playground with a punch, so as to get rid of this difficult dog skin ointment.

"Ah Jing, although you scared him away, I can see that he will come back."

"I hope your mouth is white, otherwise next time I can't guarantee that a punch will blow up just a punching bag."

"That sandbag can't be made of foam, right?"

"You go and try it out."

While talking, several people have come to the playground, where a large stage has been temporarily erected, the stage is full of colors, and the stage is full of people.

The theme of the joint school evening is freedom, and although the party has not yet started, the atmosphere is already very warm.

Of course, because there are too many people, the temperature is much higher than outside, just like those revelers.

This is also the reason why Lin Jing doesn't like to come here very much, it's too hot.

At this time, there are still more than ten minutes before the official start of the party.

"Look, your 'acquaintance' has gone to the hot field."

In Liang Yinning's call, Lin Jing stood on tiptoe and looked at the stage. They were not far from the side of the stage and could be seen clearly.

The four of them had already walked to the stage, set up the drum kit and stood in position, and they didn't even say a word before playing.

They play pure music, in their words, technical rock music

"What are they playing, Ah Jing, you and he are acquaintances, do you hear anything?" However, it is obvious that not many people can understand their practical yĆ n technical rock music, Liang Yinning is like this.

"Nope!" Lin Jing replied very seriously, and so was, because she really couldn't understand what they were playing, even though she knew the names of the music and had heard it many times.

But think about it, it's only 82 years now, and a few of them have just worked together, and they don't even have the name of the band yet. The music they just started playing was as young and non-mainstream as their age at this time.

However, as long as he is given a few more years, when the accumulated experience is enough and settles down, he will be able to shine and break into a new world in the Xiangjiang rock music scene.

"Is there any mistake, what are you doing, are you playing cotton or breaking gongs, do you want to make a noise to death?" There was also a confused person next to him, pointing to the four people on the stage and shouting loudly.

Lin Jing looked at this person with too much muscles, and was really worried that he would not be able to help it for a while, and then in "Shaolin Football", Dalin King Kong Leg Ah Xing and Senior Brother Tie Tougong were beaten when they performed "Shaolin Kung Fu is good" in a bar.