Li Meijia, who was supposed to leave directly, heard the conversation between Ming Tsai and Zhong En when she went down the stairs, and remembered that today was Liu Chuanfeng's eighteenth birthday.

She couldn't figure out why she was visiting the mall at this time, when she was already eating dinner or taking a walk.

Li Meijia wandered through the dazzling shelves of goods, from the first floor to the top floor, and then took the elevator back. Inexplicably, she wanted to buy something more and more, perhaps before she stepped into the mall.

But it's not about buying yourself perfume, lipstick, or other skincare products. She spent more time in front of the showcases of men's clothing and styling, and when she passed by women's goods, she slipped away without even looking at it.

I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't think about what kind of gift to buy. At first, I planned to look at the musical instruments, but I found that it seemed a little inappropriate to send the piano, because the cheap ones were unnecessary, and Liu Chuanfeng might not accept the expensive pianos.

Especially when she saw the sale of children's music keyboards, she even smiled, but still held back. Because this one doesn't seem very practical, it's too childish.

Finally, I returned to the showcase on the first floor, thought about it, and directly chose an entry-level DW watch, and the sales staff quickly packed it after payment, and Li Meijia didn't say a word throughout the whole process, no matter how the salesperson tried or promoted.

Li Meijia took out the invoice and receipt separately, tore them up and put them in her pocket, and after leaving the mall, she threw them into the trash.

Li Meijia returned to the wheat field music room. This time, when I was downstairs, I heard a loud noise coming from inside the music room.

The vocals' voice is penetrating through the microphone and acoustics, with the drum kit being the loudest, followed by the hum of an electric guitar and the deep low of the bass from time to time.

The lead singer's English is very fluent, and the musicality is also very good, due to the distance away, Li Meijia did not hear the content clearly, but first of all, it can be discharged that Liu Chuanfeng sang, and his English is rotten......

She listened to relatively little rock and pop music, so she didn't know the specific name. But from the style of music, it sounds more cheerful.

Thinking about it, today must be a very important day for Liu Chuanfeng, I'm afraid it's not just his eighteenth birthday.

Li Meijia walked to the door, and could be faintly seen through the glass door, and on the floor of the room, there was a bright road to "love".

The incandescent lamps shone on the yellowed wooden floor, and from the doorway to the bottom of the stage, there was a path that was additionally illuminated by candles, like cobblestones on both sides of the path, neatly extending from the doorway to the stage.

At the end of the road, a candle is drawn with a "circle of love" that can accommodate at least two people to stand.

A drum kit is set up on the stage, while the drummer uses another set of electronic drums on the left side of the stage, and the bassist and guitarist stand on the right side of the stage. The lead singer faces the musicians like a conductor.

Li Meijia couldn't guess who would be the heroine tonight, so she was very curious.

Because looking at the surrounding decoration, it is hard not to think that this is a carefully planned work for a confession. She even saw that when the lights were removed, the candlelit road and its ends would be the center of attention.

Liu Chuanfeng saw Li Meijia outside the door at a glance, while the left finger was wrong, the pick in his right hand was also wrong.

"Buzz." This time the flower notes are particularly lengthy, disrupting the rhythm of the entire band's march.

Not only did everyone stop what they were doing, but they all looked at Zhang Haiwang, and Zhang Haiwang looked at Liu Chuanfeng, and finally the big guy saw Li Meijia outside the glass door.

"Whoa."

Li Meijia opened the door and walked in. She said slightly apologetically, "Sorry to disturb you." ”

Zhang Haiwang took off the shoulder strap and put the guitar on the stand, and applauded enthusiastically.

"Welcome, President Lee, please be seated." Then he turned back and introduced Li Meijia to the band members.

"This is Li Meijia, the head of the Literature and Art Department of the Student Union of the School of Communication, and the first large-scale performance of our band was the welcome party of the School of Communication and Communication not long after.

Don't hurry up and thank Minister Li. ”

Several members of the Wuzhong Band, seeing Zhang Haiwang's somewhat philistine appearance, couldn't help twitching the corners of their mouths, the elephant put away the drum stick, Zhong En will put the bass to the right, several people stand upright, and then half-bow to thank Li Meijia.

Liu Chuanfeng, who reacted slowly for half a beat, followed and bent down to thank him.

"Thank you, Minister Lee."

Li Meijia hurriedly replied: "You guys are too polite, it's okay, there's no need for this." ”

"Where, where, President Li is simply sending carbon in the snow, our band is in need of a performance to hone it, no, I met you." Zhang Haiwang said with a hippie smile.

"This is the lead singer, captain and soul of our band, Ming Tsai, and he has also completed the creation of most of the works."

Ming Tsai nodded politely and said, "Hello, just call me Ming Tsai, I am a French major at the College of Foreign Chinese, and I am a senior this year." ”

Li Meijia replied simply, "Hello." ”

Zhang Haiwang asked straight to the point: "Eh...... I wonder why President Lee is here again? ”

Although Zhang Haiwang saw the paper shopping bag in Li Meijia's hand, and it looked very exquisite, he mainly asked for someone Liu.

If you don't send this immortal away quickly, and wait for the Lord to come later, although it will not cause Mars to hit the earth, it may also cause other accidents......

"In addition to discussing the orientation party today, I also have to briefly examine the level of your band. After a while, you can rehearse and perform a simple performance, and I will record a video and go back to the working group to have an explanation. ”

"Why don't you ......," Liu Chuanfeng replied directly.

"I won't necessarily be available another day. In addition, I heard that today is your eighteenth birthday, as your direct senior sister and old minister, you can't pretend to be deaf and dumb when you meet you, I hope you like it. ”

After Li Meijia finished speaking, she handed the black box to Liu Chuanfeng, and Liu Chuanfeng was blinded. But he just paused for a moment and took it, and it was a big deal to find a chance to return the gift later.

"Thank you, Sister Meijia."

Liu Chuanfeng turned around and put the box on the desk. Zhong En and Zhang Haiwang both saw the letters on it and guessed that this gift might be a little valuable.

The two glanced at each other unconsciously, and then nodded slightly, with a catly ......

Li Meijia seemed to relax a little, and said with a smile: "It seems that someone of you is preparing to confess tonight, right?"

“……”

Everyone subconsciously opened their eyes wider, while the elephant was sitting alone on the high platform, his eyes glancing between Li Meijia and Liu Chuanfeng, Zhong En and Zhang Haiwang were looking at the gaps in the floor, and Ming Tsai was arranging his hat.

Liu Chuanfeng inexplicably paused for a moment of breathing.

Zhang Haiwang stood up, "Well, yes, so why don't you see that we will start recording a video here, and you can hand over the work when you turn around." ”

At this time, Zhang Haiwang approached Liu Chuanfeng and whispered: "How long is it going to be?" ”

Liu Chuanfeng estimated the distance from the city center to the East Second Gate, and encountered an extra time during the rush hour, "at most fifteen minutes." ”

"It should be enough."

Then Zhang Haiwang beckoned Li Meijia to wait for a while, and then began to perform after the repertoire was determined.

Ming Tsai discussed with the big guy and decided to play "Pacing".

"Elephant and Zhong En have their own duties, Aquaman, you are the rhythm type this time, and Fengfeng is your main voice."

“ok。”

"Okay."

There is a reason for this, there should be something between Liu Chuanfeng and Li Meijia, but the important thing is the big plan in the future.

So I used this lead guitar to cut into "Pacing" after a minute, and the big guy also understands Ming Zai's arrangement, this original song that the band has practiced many times, sprinkled with water......

After Li Meijia's mobile phone recording was ready, she raised her hand to signal "OK".

The elephant struck a cue rhythm, and then Zhang Haiwang began to strump the strings, and after the first sound, Ming Tsai's singing followed, and the Wuzhong band came back to life.

Liu Chuanfeng was a little absent-minded at first, but when the beat and music sounded, he immediately became attentive, without distractions, and cooperated with everyone to complete the live performance of the song.

After the last note, the big guys breathed a long sigh of relief.

After Li Meijia saved the audio and video, she gave a thumbs up without hesitation.

The friends in the wheat field music room burst into applause, and those who planned to enter the music room halfway were stopped by Long Taoyi at the door, and the performance and recording were successfully completed.

However, the outstanding performance amazed many students passing by, because they couldn't go in, but after seeing Long Taoyi's prompt, they also stopped and stood, thinking about waiting for the recording to end before entering the venue.

To be honest, although Li Meijia is used to seeing performances, whether it is the performance of famous singers or the tour of the orchestra, she has seen a lot.

But this is the first time she has listened to a livehouse in person, and although some aspects may not be so perfect, she still enjoys the atmosphere and experience.

In fact, this is not the real reason why Li Meijia likes the performance of the livehouse band.

Maybe it's because there's someone on the show.

For example, when recording a video, the picture will be deliberately focused on a guitarist from time to time.

At this moment, Yang Mingdong stepped forward and asked: "Alas, Minister Li, do you want to re-record if there is anything inappropriate?" ”

When Zhang Haiwang and the others heard this, they chuckled in their hearts, not that they were afraid of repeating the performance, but it was not appropriate tonight.

Li Meijia nodded, "Very good, I took a look, it's not a big problem, I hope you can maintain your level at that time, just don't have stage fright." ”

"Hey, that's not it, this song was created by our band together, and it's very familiar." Ming Tsai was happy.

Zhang Haiwang continued to add: "And when performing, I pay attention to the work at hand, and I don't have time to watch the stage, after all, it is like standing on a glass plank road in the sky, the more you look down, the easier it is to lose your mind."

"Well, well, I wish you all a successful performance tonight, I'll go first." Li Meijia saw that there seemed to be no reason to continue to stay, so she planned to retire directly.

Because the number of people entering the venue gradually increased, Li Meijia was a little unaccustomed to crowding.

"Whoa."

In addition to the enthusiastic spectators passing by, there is also the flower giver Dongfang Ming.

"Look, everyone, how fresh these flowers are, I specially asked my friend to prepare them in advance. Alas, Fengfeng, are you ready for your card lines or something? ”

Dongfang Ming lowered his head and sniffed a large bouquet of roses and lilies in his hand, and walked into the wheat field music room.

PS: Writing online articles, especially women's frequency articles, can be nerve-wracking......

It doesn't take 1,000 words an hour to write, and at the same rate, it's at least 3,000 an hour.

Sigh, it's hard to code words, it's hard to get to the sky......