Chapter 93: Music Festival
Yin Mena retracted her hand into her coat pocket, her face full of resistance.
"Let it go...... Put the blanket on it, and I'll take it when I go. ”
Half-jokingly, the team members forced their suits into the crooks of Mena's arms.
She jumped up like an electric shock, and her clothes fell to the ground.
"Mona, it's clean!" The team members laughed and laughed, looking at the frightened Murna, and retreated helplessly.
Nian Kai began to worry about her adaptability, and after two months in the band, Mono rarely interacted with people, did not eat the boxed lunches ordered by the team, did not drink wholesale drinks, and refused to come into contact with people.
After the rehearsal, Nian Kai found Mura alone and wanted to open up and talk.
"Meuna, are you free?"
Mura motioned to wait a moment.
She wrapped all the drumsticks and brushes in square scarves, put them in her school bag, squatted on the carpet, picked up the suit with a hideous face, grabbed it with her two hands and carried it into a plastic bag, quickly knotted it, paused for a while, and carefully stuffed it into the small pocket on the far side of the school bag.
"Are you alright?" Nian Kai urged.
"Wait a minute."
Mura walked into the bathroom, washed her hands with the hand sanitizer on the table, tore out the outermost circle of paper, threw it in the trash, and tore a small section to wipe her hands clean.
Nian Kai carried clothes and a schoolbag and stood at the door waiting for her.
Mura stared at him, "Don't you wash your hands?" ”
"Let's go back to the dormitory!"
With her sleeves on, Murna took her bag and bag.
"Is there anything wrong with you?"
After observing her series of movements, Nian Kai concluded that Mura was a severe cleanliness patient.
"I just wanted to talk to you for a while, it seems like we haven't talked much yet."
"What are you talking about?"
Nian Kai looked around casually, "Let's talk about your drum kit!" When did you start studying? ”
"Five? I don't remember, but I like Dav, Nagra and so on, and he first modified these things to make the so-called drum kit, and I practiced with him, and I gradually became interested in drum stuff. ”
Nian Kai didn't quite understand some of the words in Mena's mouth, maybe it was a colloquial in her hometown, and he didn't want to ask them one by one, so he changed the topic.
"What do you think of that suit I gave you?"
"I'll go back and see it again, I'll find out when I put it on."
In the distance, a Uyghur boy waved at Mena.
Mura ran over and hugged the boy, and the two of them talked in Uyghur, sounding like loaded bullets, one shot after another, chattering.
At this time, Nian Kai realized that Mono liked to express herself very much, she had rich expressions, many movements, and a smile, like a wild rose blooming in the sun.
"Rehemet! Guys! The boy said in Uyghur, his slightly grown beard made his complexion fairer.
"Goodbye!" Mura turned back and said goodbye warmly.
"See you at the festival!"
Nian Kai felt that Murna's cheerfulness would only be applied to familiar things, and she would only be completely open to herself in the accustomed language environment and interpersonal circle.
Not only Murna, but also ethnic minority students like her, out of the strangeness of the Sinicized environment, most of them chose the ethnic class, and the school happened to provide such a greenhouse, which closed off their own unique language and culture, which could have the effect of respecting the individual, but also reduced the opportunity to communicate with Han students.
On the last day of December, friends from all over the world gathered in the Tang Dynasty Sleepless City, the ancient capital of the 12 dynasties, once again put on the prosperous costumes and walked into the New Year hand in hand.
Nian Kai took his temperature once before he came on the field, and the thermometer showed 38 degrees.
He straightened his clothes in the mirror, pursed his white lips, put on his best condition, and led the members to lift the curtain and walk onto the stage to get ready.
"Invisible!" Lin Yue shouted in the crowd.
"What?"
"I said I couldn't see!"
Zhan Senjie lifted Lin Yue to her shoulder, and she stood at the head of the tide, taking in the grand occasion of the music festival at a glance.
"Oh my God! It's really them! ”
"Who?" Jensenjie anxiously squeezed to the front of the crowd.
"Young and promising! I saw their band on the poster and thought it was a duplicate name......"
Before Lin Yue's words fell, Jen Senjie dragged her off her back.
"Huh? I can't see it like this! ”
"I can't see either!" Jensenjie froze in place.
Lin Yue hugged Jensenjie and said, "Let me finish watching this show, okay?" It's just a few minutes of hard work, let me take a look! That's it! ”
"You're too heavy for me to carry."
Lin Yue let go of his hand and immediately pulled up his face.
"There are so many people, what if I hold you up, what if you fall? Stampede accidents are dangerous! ”
"See for myself!"
Lin Yue swarmed up with the flow of people and quickly disappeared from his sight.
"Hey!" There was a lot of pressure around him, and he couldn't see their faces clearly, and everyone pushed in the direction of the stage, and the noisy sound disturbed his thoughts, making him uneasy.
"Lin Yue! Are you really leaving? Lin Yue? ”
Lin Yue deftly moved through the cracks, avoiding the dead hole of the passage, and occupied the best position in the front row after a while.
Facing her on the stage was Yin Mona, her thick curly hair combed from her forehead to her back, her deep facial features were floating in the light, and Mura was wearing a Korean silver silk suit, not smiling.
The first solo electric guitar, the insolent and fiery rock arrangement, and the player's crazy and selfless performance turned the atmosphere of the scene to a climax from the beginning, with young people screaming wantonly in the audience, and laser lights swept through the sky, reflecting smartphones with only rear flashes on.
The sparks that burst out from all sides shone golden in the swirling pillars of air.
The main theme slowly seeps in, and Nian Kai plucks the strings of the acoustic guitar and softly hums the prelude to the lyrical part of the Limai.
Slow and urgent, Mura stepped on the bass drum, moving to the beat, and swaying her body selflessly.
"Nian Kai is so handsome!" Lin Yue roared with the shouts around him.
In the dark, Nian Kai heard someone in the audience shouting his name, and the voice was so familiar.
He looked around, the light and shadow flashed, and he couldn't see the audience's faces clearly, he walked to the front with the microphone and interacted with the audience.
"Ahh
Lin Yue climbed onto the platform and reached out to grab Nian Kai's tuxedo.
"Hey!" Lin Yue shouted excitedly.
From the appearance of that voice to the end part, the person he was thinking about was Lin Yue.
He bent over to stare into her eyes, and in the spotlight, he smiled tiredly.
He really wanted to take her hand and sing a song on stage.
But the scene in front of him was sometimes clear, sometimes blurry, and his crimson cheeks were as hot as fiery clouds, and when he got up, it was as if heaven and earth were also turned upside down.
"New Year!" Lin Yue saw him leaning back weakly, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.
"New Year! Year ......"
Nian Kai held himself on the ground for a while, and many white spots appeared in front of him.
Yin Mena noticed his extremely poor physical state and whispered, "Exit from the left, I'll stop the rhythm immediately." ”
Nian Kai couldn't hear what he was saying, and he stepped towards the stairs on the left, and his body suddenly sank.
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