"Beifan, what's wrong with you? What do you think? Ren Shupeng couldn't help but wonder when he saw He Beifan in a daze.

The young man immediately pushed him, and saw that He Beifan's state was still wooden.

"Shall I talk to you? What are you thinking? He looked at Beifan's eyes, and felt very strange, I don't know why he gave people a sense of unwarranted confusion like now.

"Huh? I? When He Beifan heard him say this, he couldn't help but come to his senses. Oh, nothing. He looked a little secretive, looking sneaky, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind.

"Really, what's the relationship between the two of us?" Ren Shupeng couldn't help frowning as he spoke.

"You still want to bury me for such a thing?" The boy looked a little unhappy as he spoke.

"If there's anything, just tell me, maybe I can help you solve your problems?" He glanced at those dark eyes, and naturally with a hint of provocation.

"Hmm." He Beifan was silent, in fact, no one knew what he was thinking. He hesitated for a moment, but turned his head to the window, his brow furrowed slightly, and he seemed to be looking at the window in a daze.

Seeing this, Ren Shupeng didn't bother him, just sat there quietly, flipping through the knowledge of music theory, which he didn't look at for a long time on weekdays.

"Fingering Analysis of Piano Music." The boy couldn't help but read it out as he watched it. Ren Shupeng was about to continue looking down, but was suddenly interrupted by He Beifan.

"I want to start my own band." The young man spat out a sentence, and there was no sign at all. This naturally startled Ren Shupeng, "What did you say?" The boy looked at him with some uncertainty.

"Well, I want to start my own band." He Beifan repeated again, this time, his voice sounded much more determined unconsciously.

But it made Ren Shupeng feel ridiculous. "You're not mistaken, He Beifan, you want to form a band?" The boy looked at him with a look of disbelief.

"How could you have such an idea?" Shupeng looked at Fan and felt a little incredible.

"What's wrong with that? Don't you think so? He looked into his eyes, as if listening to his advice, but in fact, there was a stubbornness on his cheeks that ordinary people could not understand.

"No, you really think so?" He looked at him and smiled, as if he was mocking him or something.

"That's right. What's wrong? Is this thing funny? He Beifan didn't know why, at this time, he was inevitably a little angry with Ren Shupeng, not because of anything else, but his eyes made him feel very uncomfortable, but he couldn't say a word or two.

"No, it's not funny." Shupeng couldn't help but shake his head, but he still had a grinning expression on his face.

"There are so many people studying music in the country, how many of them have formed their own bands?" He looked at his eyes, looking very calm, he was waiting for He Beifan's reply.

No matter how he said it, he would also feel that Beifan's idea was unreliable. Of course, he is not the only one who thinks so, He Beifan himself has had this idea.

It's just that the longing in my heart forcibly suppressed this hesitation. He decided to give it a try, and it was no wonder.

"I don't know." He Beifan shook his head very frankly, his eyes were still looking at the scholar very calmly.

"But what does it matter to me how many people form a band? What does their thoughts say? His tone was soft, but with a firmness that he had never felt before.

"Even if only a few people in this world would do this, it would not affect my own choices, I knew exactly what I should do, and I was mentally prepared to be hit."

When the young man said this, he couldn't help but smile a little on his cheeks. He Beifan has already confessed himself very clearly.

The key thing now is how Ren Shupeng thinks about the matter he has decided, and whether he can give him a hand.

Shupeng was then silent, and for some reason, there was suddenly some inexplicable enthusiasm in his heart. For such a thing as forming a band, he Ren Shupeng also thought about it, but unfortunately, he didn't have the courage of He Beifan.

So for such a thing, he just thinks about it, and has no plans to put it into practice.

Looking at He Beifan's current state now, he will feel very envious, at that time he would still have such a quality to accomplish some things, but it is a pity that Ren Shupeng does not have such a quality.

"Do you want to join me?" Beifan looked at him and asked very sincerely. "I have ideas, but I'm short of people."

The boy looked at his cheeks with a little more sincerity. Ren Shupeng didn't speak for a long time, just looked at him so fixedly, as if he was suddenly thinking about something.

"It's okay, there's no rush on this matter, if you can, welcome to my band as a bass player. Of course I'll give you time to think about it. Bei Fan said with a meaningful look.

"Okay, give me a few days and let me think about it." Ren Shupeng didn't look at He Beifan's eyes, but only replied slightly.

"I think you're a good master, and I'd like to try it too. But for bass, actually, I don't have enough confidence. He then said something leisurely.

"Oh, you're worried about this." He Beifan looked into his eyes, and suddenly seemed to understand the idea of being a scholar.

"There's no need, actually." He looked him in the eye and said leisurely, "It's a very simple thing, I want to form a band, in fact, it's my idea alone, so, even if you're not good at bass, that's nothing, we can all grow together." ”

He Beifan nodded and continued, "In this world, no one is born good at what to do, so even if our ability is not good, we can also try to improve, right?" ”

He looked at the young man's eyes, and his tone became more and more sincere, He Beifan himself thought so, he just said that, anyway, this is not a shameful thing.

"You have a point, but I still have to think again, after all, I will have my own ideas."

The boy said no more, but his eyes looked at him very calmly, as if he was thinking about something to himself. There was an unusual look in those eyes, and it seemed that he had never listened to him so seriously as he did now.

"Anyway, think again." The boy nodded as he spoke.

"I've been thinking about this for a long time, and even today I think it's naïve, but I've decided to give it a try. It's not too difficult for me, but I'd like to give it a try. That's all I have in mind at the moment. ”

He Beifan said, the expression in his eyes became more and more serious, such a feeling made Ren Shupeng feel that this matter was still more reliable.

Regardless of whether it can do this well for the time being, but because he is determined to do such a thing now, and in doing so, he will have some mental advantages.

"In this way, I think this matter is reliable, and I choose to join you." Ren Shupeng couldn't help but nod as he spoke.

"Although, I don't know if this thing can be successful, but listening to you say this, I am interested in trying it, after all, you can form your own band, in the end, this thing is also exciting."

Ren Shupeng said, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but appear a smile.

"How many people do you think we'll need?" Ren Shupeng looked into his eyes and asked curiously.

"Hmm." He Beifan twisted his head to the side, as if he was thinking for a while.

"I can't say for sure, but I think five of us are about the same. A bassist, two guitarists, a drummer, plus a vocal. ”

Beifan couldn't help but purse his lips as he spoke. The boy did not speak again, as if in deep thought.

"Then you mean, you're going to be the lead singer." Ren Shupeng said and asked a little tentatively.

"Well, we're missing two guitarists and a drummer, what do you think we're going to do now?"

Shupeng immediately began to worry about the band, of course, a few minutes ago, he still felt that He Beifan's plan for this matter was unreliable, and now he joined him again.

The boy pursed his lips tightly, as if he was thinking about something. Bei Fan's hands were a little uneasy back and forth, and after a few minutes passed, he seemed to have some clues.

"Well, we can make some posters for the band's call-up and put them in some prominent places." After Beifan thought about this plan, he immediately planned to start acting.

"Within three days, I would design a poster for the band, and then print about 100 of them, 20 on campus and 80 on campus."

He Beifan said, a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his lips, it seemed that he was very confident in such a thing. Ren Shupeng questioned He Beifan's words.

"Ahh Do you want to recruit people from outside the school? Ren Shupeng looked at him with a feeling of confusion, and he didn't know what He Beifan was thinking in his brain at this time.

"That's right." Bei Fan looked at the scholar and nodded, his face was determined, and he didn't feel that he had said anything wrong.

"I didn't say that this is a campus band, I'm going to go to a regular platform to participate in the screening, if I can, I plan to make my own original songs, otherwise what do you think?" He Beifan looked at him extremely calmly.

At this time, Ren Shupeng understood what He Beifan meant, he didn't speak, just nodded slightly, and gave the boy a big thumbs up.

"So, you're planning to go on stage and create your own original music?"

"That's right, as long as I want, I must get him." He Beifan's dark eyes said a kind of profundity that a teenager could not read.