After sending Yanni off, Martin hurried back to the rehearsal room non-stop.

Today the band will have another guitarist, about four o'clock, and now the time has passed, but fortunately they are there every day.

The new guitarist is a first-year student of the labor movement and a native of Beijing. In fact, he had already looked for Martin, but Martin was still a little hesitant at first.

Later, everyone felt that they really needed a rhythm guitarist, so they decided to call in during the winter vacation rehearsal to see the coordination.

Liu Ran, although Martin thinks the name is very girly, he is still full of praise for Liu Ran's guitar.

"And that's it?" Bess Liu likes this junior.

"Okay!" Take advantage of the holiday time, let's run in more, there is a commercial performance this Saturday, and you will be together at that time.

Of course Liu Ran is very happy, he also had a band before, but he went to college, and some of them went to other places, and the possibility of getting together again is too small.

"I feel like we're going to change the name of our band." Gao Tiantian took a drum stick and turned it in his hand: "Now it's going to be called Simao!" ”

"You say we're Mao?" Martin snatched the drum stick from Gao Tiantian's hand.

"No need to change it, I think it's a good name!" Liu Ran looked at this group of new friends who were making trouble, and was in a good mood.

Yanni took the train from Shanghai for the first time, and she was quite looking forward to it. Although Nantong is so close to Shanghai, it was her first time to go to Shanghai.

"You know what? I'm in such a weird mood right now, I feel like I'm going to an unknown magical place! Yanni lay on her bed in the middle of the train and texted Martin.

For a long time, Martin did not reply to the message.

Yanni knew that Martin must be rehearsing. After spending nearly two days with Yanni, the progress of the rehearsal must have dropped again!

Shanghai is an international metropolis with high-rise buildings everywhere, although Yanni has done a good job before, but the moment she leaves the station, she is still a little in a trance.

Yanni is going to two places this time, one is the City God Temple, and the other is Nanjing Road. These are two places where Shanghai snacks gather.

Shanghai's City God's Temple is somewhat similar to Nanjing's Confucius Temple, both of which are ancient buildings, and Yanni is dazzled by a variety of snack bars.

Shanghai cuisine, mainly sweet, also belongs to Huaiyang cuisine, which is basically similar to Jiangsu's cuisine, but there are also some Shanghai's own characteristics.

For example, fried buns, Shanghainese eat more.

Raw fried buns, as the name suggests, are fried raw in a pan. Brush the non-stick pan with oil, put on the small buns in the ready-made buns, fry them to the bottom and slightly yellow, then pour in water half the height of the buns, then cover the pot and cook for five minutes, then simmer on low heat for another five minutes, and then the delicious raw fried buns will come out of the pan.

Yanni saw this in a food magazine, and she usually eats the most and sees the salesperson coming out of the pot.

There are also xiao long bao, especially crab roe xiao long bao. Shanghainese are famous for their obsession with river crabs. Shanghainese people have a set of tools for eating crabs. Naturally, this crab roe dragon bun also has to eat Shanghai's authentic.

Yanni ate a raw fried pan and packed a few baskets of xiaolongbao. Then I ate a lot of old Shanghai pastries along the way.

In fact, the old Shanghai pastries, Yanni's hometown also has them, they are basically the same, and Yanni can't taste the difference between the two, maybe it's the same.

After visiting the City God Temple, Yanni took a taxi to Nanjing Road. There are many small shops on Nanjing Road. Shanghai Daily Chemical is a must-visit store for Yanni. There are many old brands of cosmetics, and Yanni wants to buy some to go home to her grandmother, mother and aunts.

After shopping, Yanni went straight to the Bund.

Maybe this is a kind of Shanghai feeling, the Bund, the Huangpu River, if you don't go shopping, it's like never been to Shanghai.

Yanni lay on the guardrail and looked at the river, when there was no steamer passing by, she inadvertently honked her horn, as if she was saying to the tourists by the river: "Look at me, look at me!" ”

Yanni looked up and faced the Oriental Pearl TV Tower. It's daytime, and Yanni can't experience the beauty of the Oriental Pearl at night on TV.

Yanni took out her camera and took a picture of the scenery in front of her.

"Go back to Beijing and show Martin, next time, come with Martin!" For some reason, Yanni was stunned and came up with such a sentence in her mind.

Yanni smiled and took out her phone.

Last night's message, Martin replied this morning. Yanni didn't remember to take a look until late in the evening.

"Honey, I was too tired from rehearsals yesterday, and our band had a new partner, and we have been running in, so I practiced until more than ten o'clock yesterday, and I went to sleep without washing my head when I got home in the shower.

Honey, when you get home, send me a text message to say you're safe. I went to the rehearsal room to continue rehearsals, and there will be a commercial performance the day after tomorrow, and I will bring new friends with me, wait for you to go to school, and take you to meet new partners! ”

The content of the text message is too long, and it is sent in two parts!

"I was in Shanghai, I took a lot of scenery, and I went to Beijing to show you. You rehearse with peace of mind, I'll text you home! ”

After sending the text message, Yanni put away her phone again.

The Bund in the sunset is particularly beautiful, and Yanni couldn't help but pick up her camera and take a few more photos.

Civilization is really amazing now, and it can invent such a great thing as a camera, and it can record everything beautiful all the time.

Seeing that the sky was about to get dark, Yanni raised her watch and saw that it was almost six o'clock.

Take a taxi to the station, then take your luggage from the storage office, buy a ticket back to Nantong, and when Yanni arrived home, it was already past nine o'clock.

Her mother stood at the door and watched, and her father drove Yanni home on his motorcycle.

Another table of sumptuous dishes, all of Yanni's favorites.

Yanni first sent Martin a text message to report her safety. Then sit down at the table and feast.

"Do you want to take a bath today?" Mother asked Yanni.

"Soak again during the day tomorrow, it's too cold at night!" Yanni had just come back, and she wasn't quite able to get used to the lack of ambiguity in the house.

"Then you go to sleep after eating, washing, aren't you tired?" Mother leaned the heater closer to Yanni's feet.

"It's fine! After a bit of shopping in Shanghai today, maybe our book will be published in September next year! "Yanni had briefly told her parents on the phone about publishing a book before.

"Well, eat well, study hard, write well!" Mother sat next to Yanni and served Yanni vegetables from time to time.

"That's the gift I brought back to you." Yanni pointed to a lonely travel bag on a stool against the wall.

"What are you doing with gifts, do you have enough money to spend over there?"

"Enough, I basically didn't spend much, didn't I intern at a travel agency during the summer? The owner gave me quite a bonus. Yanni was still nibbling on ribs in her mouth.

"Don't save money on food and drink, the family can still afford it." The father drank the rice wine he brewed and told Yanni.

"Hmm!" Yanni finally had her fill, put down her chopsticks, ran to the lonely travel bag, took out the xiaolongbao and put it in the refrigerator, and then handed the bag to her mother.

"You pick first, pick the rest and I'll divide it!" Then Yanni took her pajamas and went upstairs.