The freshmen stood in the sun for nearly an hour, and the instructor used to let them rest for a while every half hour, but today the instructor seemed to have forgotten about it, and everyone had to suffer.

The instructor said that men should be themselves.

But the other students of the company next door rested one after another, and even drank the frozen soda provided by the bottom merchant of the stadium.

Only Liu Chuanfeng and his company are still training. Everyone's throats were almost smoking, and the breath coming out of their noses was hot.

Finally, after nearly an hour of standing. Even though the instructor gave the order to rest for ten minutes with a little disgust and reluctance, everyone still did not jump immediately, because their legs were stiff, sore, and painful.

It is rumored that if you are selected to the honor guard, you will have to break one pair of shoes in a week to be qualified.

In the shade, the sparse people replenished their water, and then ran to the toilet, some were paying the water bill, and some were having fun.

Liu Chuanfeng sat on the maza, took out a wet towel and wiped the sweat from his hair, because he had long hair and was ready to perm, but he didn't have time recently, so he simply took care of it.

When he looked up, he saw two snow-white and round jade pillars, and a cup of tea, orange juice and ice hanging in the air.

"Oh, junior brother, please drink."

At this moment, in Liu Chuanfeng's eyes, he felt that his senior sister was laughing like an angel, and he was speechless for a while.

Liu Chuanfeng was stunned and took the orange juice handed to him by his senior sister, holding it with both hands, his palms were hot, and he couldn't feel the orange juice with ice, "Thank you...... Sister Xie. ”

"Hehe, my surname is Ou, not Xie. Call me Senior Sister Ou. Ou Run smiled, "Are you also from the south?" ”

"I'm from this province, and I'm from the city."

"Oh, I heard that there are good kites and a large vegetable base."

"Hmm."

"I think you look cool on the guitar. Can you teach me some?" Ou Run sat straight on the maza next to Liu Chuanfeng, looking at Liu Chuanfeng, who was a little cramped.

Liu Chuanfeng was a little embarrassed, because he had just started studying during the summer vacation, and he was still a half-ass, and after going to college, under the temptation of Dongfang Ming of the Maitian Piano Shop, he turned to practicing finger playing.

I haven't figured it out yet, so I don't dare to be a good teacher.

"I ...... I'm still far away, but you can come to our piano shop, we have a lot of piano masters. ”

"......," Ou Run smiled silently. Then he reminded: "Drink it quickly, otherwise it won't be cool later." ”

Liu Chuanfeng then took out the straw and poked it several times before drinking it. Although I had already drunk water just now, this time it was very refreshing and cool.

The boy's heart was also completely knocked on the door, and a girl began to live in it.

The other classmates around him have long been staring at the picture that is not right here, and they are all talking about how this stupid boy looks like a place, if it were me, it would have been ......

That should be the only time that the senior sister took the initiative to talk, and after that, it became Liu Chuanfeng chatting with the orange senior sister intentionally or unintentionally.

Liu Chuanfeng also learned a lot of moves taught by Haiwang one after another, but he could only exchange them for perfunctory words such as "Well, hahahaha, good night......".

But Liu Chuanfeng believed what the senior sister said, but he was busy during the beginning of the school year, and he was free after that.

Liu Chuanfeng secretly went to the senior sister's class to listen once, and then had lunch with the senior sister.

On that day, Liu Chuanfeng couldn't wait to keep the milk tea that his senior sister invited him to as a specimen again.

Liu Chuanfeng thought of many things intermittently, such as the fact that he went to climb Yishan Mountain with the orange senior sister in the south during the Golden Week, but it was a pity that the two climbed the mountain halfway, and when they saw that it was getting dark, the senior sister said that she wanted to go back to school for something, so she turned back halfway.

The two of them caught the last train back to school at the attraction station. After saying goodbye at the school gate in the evening, Liu Chuanfeng even wanted to take the car back to climb the mountain again.

……

Zhang Haiwang sat on a bench on the side of the road and had finished smoking a cigarette, half of the wind smoked, and he smoked half of it.

Looking at his phone, ten minutes had passed, and no matter whether there were vehicles or pedestrians passing by, Liu Chuanfeng's contemplation had not been interrupted.

Zhang Haiwang boasts that he has a good habit and doesn't like to disturb others, while Liu Chuanfeng has a habit of stopping and standing when he is halfway through walking and thinking.

The two of them waited on the side of the road for ten minutes, and at their usual pace, they had already reached the cafeteria, but now they were only halfway there.

Haiwang was a little hungry and panicked, and patted Chuan Feng's shoulder, "I said Ah Feng, can you eat if there is anything to eat, you must know that people are iron and steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry and panic......"

Liu Chuanfeng was pulled out of his memories at once, "If it's breakfast, sleeping is more important, right?" ”

"Yo, you're going to answer?"

"I haven't finished answering yet, don't worry, I'm still young and don't have Parkinson's. Let's go, what are you going to eat?"

Zhang Haiwang stood up from the chair, patted his thigh, and put the phone in his pocket.

"Let's go, I eat the same thing, as long as I don't get poisoned and pull ......"

Liu Chuanfeng remembered Zhang Haiwang's secret, but as soon as he heard that Haiwang began to respond again, he immediately interrupted: "Stop, don't talk about it." Let's go, Blue State Fried Rice. ”

Zhang Haiwang protested, "The ancient city stewed noodles." ”

Then he quickly added: "Just stewed noodles and a cup of honey city red plum." ”

"Medium."

……

After the meal, the two chewed coconut fruit and drank sour juice to the wheat field piano shop.

Because it was noon, there were not many people, and the door used to open after 10 o'clock. But after Dongfang Ming temporarily lent the field to Liu Chuanfeng today, he simply asked Liu Chuanfeng to open the door.

Adults, especially hard-working workers, are relatively lazy.

Liu Chuanfeng cleaned the piano shop last night and prepared the scenery materials to be prepared, such as balloons, candles, wallpaper, and a time album made of many photos......

At first, Zhang Haiwang planned to sit on the sofa to consume food, but Liu Chuanfeng opened the box and began to blow up the balloons, and Zhang Haiwang couldn't bear to start arranging.

"Isn't it just an hour or two of effort, three hours at most, and now it's less than one o'clock, what's the hurry, in case your senior sister passes by and finds out, wouldn't there be no surprise."

Liu Chuanfeng squatted on the ground, took out the inflator, and began to blow up the balloons, "But I want to practice more, I don't feel very familiar with the song "Angel". ”

Zhang Haiwang may be a monkey to move the soldiers, seeing that there are not many inflators, he directly took a deep breath and blew up the balloon in the most simple way. But I didn't grasp the heat well, and the balloon was never full enough.

"If you want me to say, you're nervous. And I won't let you be the lead guitarist, you just shout microphone. Besides, do we need pitch when we play in a band? Do you need it?"

Zhang Haiwang held his mouth, ready to continue conquering this balloon. Liu Chuanfeng didn't raise his head, and continued to focus on using the inflator to pound the balloon, which was abnormal mechanical and wooden.

After a while, Liu Chuanfeng replied: "But if you repair the sound, the scene will be exposed." ”

Zhang Haiwang finally blew one, carefully tied the knot, and the other was accidentally deflated.

"Hey, isn't listening to the scene just to feel the atmosphere, diving and breaking the piano, are you more serious?"

Zhang Haiwang wanted to throw the balloon into the trash, but continued to blow it.

"Well, maybe, it would be great if I could bring my favorite girl with me to see my favorite band perform live."

"What about you...... Haven't you already thought of the names of you and your senior sister's children? Zhang Hai saw that Liu Chuanfeng was still on his back, and in a blink of an eye, he tied a full balloon.

Zhang Haiwang quietly put the balloon in his pocket, then opened the wallpaper box and pasted the love wallpaper. Anyway, he didn't come when he shaved.

[Sorry, I didn't receive the message, and the signal was not good in the library just now.] 】

Well, that's all.

……

During this period, other friends in the piano shop came to practice and asked why the arrangement had such ulterior motives, and the two invariably said that it was a special performance of the wheat field livehouse tomorrow night.

But the old people know that the livehouse in the wheat field is held once every half a month.

It was just done last week, so why are you here again? Could it be that another band is on tour? But there was no pre-heating and advertising outside......

After the two laid out the large, troublesome color films, balloons, and wallpaper, they clapped their hands and called the other members of the Wuzhong band to hurry up. I'm afraid that when the time comes, my hand will be raw, and if I play it wrong, I will let the lead singer sing the wrong one.

The rest of the band replied in the group:

[Keyboardist Ming Zai: Little FF, I'd rather believe that you didn't sing out of tune, and I don't believe that I can play wrong.] 】

[Bassist Zhong En: Brother Chuanfeng, don't worry, my bass is very stable, and ordinary people can't find out what I played]

[Drummer Elephant: Good brother, although I play the drum well, but if I make a mistake with this simple rhythmic pattern, I will swallow the drum stick. 】

[Upstairs is a wolf.] 】

【666】

【+1】

【+10086】

Then the Doutu chat mode began, and the group was filled with a cheerful atmosphere for a while.

……

[Yizhou Azu (Zhang Haiwang): You can rest assured, we have rehearsed many times before, today we arrived two hours early, don't toss too much, in case there is no mistake at that time, but your hand is cramping, don't cry. 】

Chatting and chatting, Liu Chuanfeng's nervous mood was also relieved. Then he put on headphones and began to listen to "Angel", in the words of Boss Zhuo, one of the four major shareholders of the piano store,

"If you haven't heard a song fifty times, it's normal to sing it badly, unless you're the queen of heaven surnamed Wang."

Later, Liu Chuanfeng also looked at the private annual song list at the end of the year and learned that this "Angel" had been listened to hundreds of times, far behind Lei Zi's new "Rongcheng" in October, and ranked first on the personal annual song list.

After Liu Chuanfeng and Zhang Haiwang confirmed that they were correct, one of them occupied a sofa.

One listens to a song and the other reads a book.

The pendulum in the corner was ticking and swaying.

Dusk is quietly coming.

ps: The prototype of the Wuzhong Band is my college friend, and there is it on the Internet, just search for "Rabble Troupe".

In other words, don't raise books, a lot of books are scrapped if they are raised, come on, promise to keep changing, chasing and chasing~~