At noon on PK day, Qian Wenwen appeared in the concert hall with a resentful and smiling face, and for more than ten years, she has been accustomed to showing the most perfect image in front of everyone. Of course, Lin Zhiyi couldn't see through her expression, and still enthusiastically debugged the equipment for her.

"Squad leader, the score you gave yesterday was not simple, I went back to practice for a long time." After speaking, Qian Wenwen plucked the strings, just like her image in front of the public, which was perfect.

"You're awesome." Lin Zhi also praised from the bottom of his heart, and in just one night, Qian Wenwen's performance almost reached the level of 90% of the original bass players.

"What about Yuan Shanshan?"

"Huh? The two of you are not taking the same route, why compare. ”

"yes." Qian Wenwen was annoyed that she couldn't control the comparison with Yuan Shanshan, she and Yuan Shanshan, one in the sky and the other in the ground, what is there to compare.

Seeing Qian Wenwen's expression scratching her head, Lin Zhi also smiled lightly.

The handsome young man's smile like the dew of the morning ironed out all the wrinkles and dissatisfaction in the girl's heart, and she only hoped that time could stay at this moment forever.

Zeppelin rudely opened the door of the concert hall and entered.

"I'm here, let's get started. What about Yuan Shanshan? ”

Ten minutes had passed since the appointed time at noon, but the lead singer of the band had not yet appeared. Lin Zhiyi was glad that he handed over the old 4S to Yuan Shanshan, and he immediately took out his mobile phone to dial the number that once belonged to him.

"I'm ...... here", before the phone was dialed, Yuan Shanshan hurriedly ran over, one earphone cable hanging around his neck, and the other plugged in his right ear. I'm sorry, but I'm just listening to music and not paying attention to the time. ”

Zeppelin, who had arrived only a minute before her, said righteously, "There are so many reasons to be late. ”

"I'm sorry." Yuan Shanshan lowered his head in shame.

"Don't bother, come on." Lin Zhi also said.

"There's not much time left, let's hurry." Qian Wenwen echoed.

This rehearsal was far from being as smooth as the first time, Yuan Shanshan's singing voice was always out of rhythm, and Zeppelin was unprecedentedly playing the wrong notes frequently in the solo link.

Lin Zhiyi pressed the keyboard violently and said to Zeppelin, "It's going to be an official PK at night, what's your condition, big brother." ”

"It's her singing mistakes all the time, which affects my state."

"Yuan Shanshan, can you sing more slowly and try to keep up with the rhythm?"

Yuan Shanshan stared at Lin Zhiyi as if she didn't understand, she focused all her attention on the pitch, and didn't care about the accompaniment at all.

Lin Zhi also repeated the demonstration with the keyboard, "Sing along with me." ”

"SI......" Yuan Shanshan firmly remembered the sound of the keyboard in his heart, and as long as he followed him tightly during the performance, he would not make a mistake.

"Good. Zeppelin, you play the guitar part again, and everyone don't make a sound. ”

Zeppelin felt the pressure like never before, and he hadn't opened the score last night. Just now, it was his first sight-reading, and this score was by no means simple. Qian Wenwen looked at him with expectant eyes, and he had no choice but to bounce up. But after a few plays, mistakes were made one after another. He had never made so many mistakes in front of so many people.

"We didn't even play a drum kit for this song! This rhythm is the devil. ”

"You just have to take care of your own playing, and you don't need to think about anything else." Lin Zhiyi said, "If you had practiced a few more times last night, it wouldn't be like this. ”

And this simple statement of fact, which sounded like a mockery of Zeppelin's lack of talent, should be stupid and diligent to make up for it.

"Then let's change the song, why do you say we will play whatever you say."

"I know Hu Haoran, he will definitely play heavy metal, if we don't choose to face the challenge head-on and choose other styles, when he sings the whole audience, we will be finished. You know? ”

"It's you, not us. You don't want to lose to Hu Haoran. ”

"At your level, you're still far from a first-line guitarist!"

"It's not your turn to judge."

"Zeppelin, where are you going?" Qian Wenwen stopped him in a panic, if there was no guitarist, her and Lin Zhiyi's band would have dispersed. "There's not much time left until school. Are you going to escape? ”

"How can I be a deserter, you wait, see you after school."

"You must come." Qian Wenwen shouted.

"I won't let you down." Zeppelin hoped that his handsome look back would leave a deep impression on Qian Wenwen.

"Leave him alone, we'll go to class again."

However, Lin Zhiyi did not appear in the first class of the afternoon.

A row of sycamore trees was planted on the side of the playground of Zhiyuan Middle School, and in the summer, the dense branches and foliage provided a large area of coolness for the students in physical education class, but in the autumn, the yellow leaves rushed to fall and fill the running track, and the school had to hire someone to clean it for three months.

"That's him." The cleaner, from the first day he came to sweep the fallen leaves, Lin Zhiyi noticed him.

"Uncle."

He looked to be in his forties, emaciated, with a hat on his head and a mask covering his face.

"Classmate, what are you doing here during class time?"

"Uncle, do you know how to play the drums?"

Cleaning stopped what he was doing and looked at the young man in front of him hesitantly.

"Classmate, why do you ask that?"

"When you sweep the floor, you're not like anyone else."

"Hmph." The cleaner smiled bitterly, "Isn't it just to sweep up the fallen leaves, can you still sweep out the flowers?" ”

"You were using four or four beats just now." Lin Zhi also pointed to the traces left by the broom on the red plastic runway, one stroke after another, and the length was roughly the same, "This stroke is a beat, four strokes is a bar, and when the last stroke is made, you will also stomp your right foot, which is stepping on the ground drum." ”

The cleaner didn't speak, as if he was thinking about something a long time ago.

"Uncle, my band still lacks a drummer, would you like to join?"

Hearing Lin Zhiyi's question, the cleaner came back to his senses, "Classmate, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, I don't know how to play drums, let alone join any band." Ahem. A gust of autumn wind blew, and the cleaner took off his mask and spat into a tissue.

His face was younger than Lin Zhiyi imagined, and if he shaved off his beard, he would be about thirty years old. He thought of his cousin Steve, who was far away in the United States

, and it's almost thirty this year.

"Tonight, I'm going to PK with other bands, and if I lose, I won't have a chance to form a band for the past three years. Please. Lin Zhiyi bowed deeply to the cleaner.

"Classmate, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's that I really don't know how to play the drums."

"But your sense of rhythm?"

"It's just a matter of having fun. How lonely it is to sweep the floor alone. With that, the cleaner continued to sweep up the fallen leaves on the ground, this time, deliberately disrupting the original rhythm.

"Uncle, you wait here, I'll be back right away."

"Hey," Lin Zhiyi didn't hear his shouting at all, and ran away without a trace, "Today's young people, who don't study well, actually toss these messy things." ”

After a while, Lin Zhiyi came back again, still holding a snare drum and two drumsticks that he had stolen from the music classroom.

"Uncle, you wait a minute."

After about four or five trips back and forth, Lin Zhiyi moved the entire drum kit, including hi-hats, three low-mid-high toms, snares, and hi-hats, to the plastic runway.

"Classmate, what are you doing, if the teacher sees it, you will be scolded."

"Uncle, you follow me to learn, you have such a good sense of rhythm, you can get started in two hours."

"When will I promise you ......"

Lin Zhiyi completely ignored the advice of the cleaner uncle, and played according to the drum sheet first, he only learned the drum kit with the teacher for one summer vacation, and then gave up in order not to delay playing the piano. Therefore, the score of the original song must not be able to be played, so you can only search for a simple version on the Internet, which is better than nothing. As long as the rhythm is played out, and the cooperation of other people is added, the performance effect should not be too bad.

"Uncle, that's basically it. Give it a try. ”

The cleaner said no, but he honestly took the two drumsticks handed by Lin Zhiyi. Lin Zhi also saw the scars on the side of his hands, how hard it was to practice to leave such deep scars, he must not be simple, but why did he lie just now.

The uncle sat on the student chair that Lin Zhiyi had moved, and he was a little comical short. He put his right foot on the pedal, and he didn't control the force, and the single mallet immediately struck the floor drum, "This drum is really cheap enough." ”

Lin Zhiyi respectfully served as an artificial music stand and explained to him one by one which mark corresponds to which drum. But the uncle didn't listen at all.

He just sat quietly in his chair, holding the drumstick in both hands, and practiced against the air. Not even a snare drum sounded, Lin Zhiyi could only judge his rhythm by the trajectory of the drumsticks moving up and down, as if it was not the same as his own. But his steady rhythm made Lin Zhi feel at ease.

Lin Zhiyi cautiously waited for the cleaner uncle to open his eyes, and asked tentatively, "Uncle, will you do it?" ”

The cleaner uncle did not answer his question, put down the drumstick and picked up the broom again, and carefully swept the floor stroke by stroke.

"Uncle? Would you like to come tonight? Lin Zhi also asked earnestly.

"Classmate, let's go, a teacher is coming."

Lin Zhiyi looked back, and the middle-aged music teacher with a big belly and an empty head was walking in his direction angrily, "What kind of daring dares to steal the school's drum kit." ”

Lin Zhiyi covered his face and ran away, but he turned back halfway through. Mr. Guo, the music teacher, also happened to walk under the tree where the drum kit was placed.

Uncle Cleaner glared at him in surprise, as if to say, "What are you fools doing here?" ”

"You...... What are you doing with the drums in your music classroom? ”

"I want to practice drums, but I don't want to disturb other students." Lin Zhi also pretended to be aggrieved and said.

"Everyone is in class, what nerves do you have to practice drums, saying which class are you in?"

"Freshman class."

"A class? It's unbelievable that you're still a student in the top class. Come, follow me to your homeroom teacher's office. Teacher Guo stared at Lin Zhiyi like an escort prisoner and forced him to walk towards the administrative building.

Lin Zhiyi turned around and said to the cleaner uncle in lip language, "Tonight at six o'clock, the concert hall." ”

"What are you doing, why don't you help carry the drums back to the music room." Teacher Guo ordered the cleaner uncle who was stunned in place.

"Okay, I will." When the cleaner said this, his eyes were looking at Lin Zhiyi, as an answer to his silent question. He understood that the student had turned back because he didn't want to get him into trouble.

Lin Zhiyi understood the cleaner's answer and smiled happily.

"Don't be hippie and smiley, let your homeroom teacher teach you a good lesson." Teacher Guo patted the back of Lin Zhiyi's head. The school is just such a drum kit, and if he loses it, he has to pay for it.

"Thank you." Lin Zhi also said.

"Thank you, if you are happy, I am obliged to teach you a lesson every day." Teacher Guo was really mad by this student with brain circuit problems.