Lu Chengkang didn't eat the noodles, and was pumped a few times for no reason.

Half a hundred people, their faces really couldn't hold up, and they ran away with Lu Jiajia.

Today's occasion is not appropriate to take Lu Jiajia with him, but he hopes that Nizi can see more different sides of society.

When he was thinking, who was that kid in the old man's mouth.

The two of them walked through the numerous musical instrument shops, hairdressers, and adult product stores on Xinjiekou South Street, and entered an alley from a very narrow alley.

The alleys are narrow and long.

"This wall was originally red and had a lot of graffiti on it. It was two Americans who ran skateboard shops who got it, and then they moved away, and the graffiti in the wind and rain almost faded. In 08, the alley was renovated several times, and the graffiti was completely gone. ”

"A few years ago, Lou San and Li Jiangshan broke up, moved out of her house, and moved here, they reconciled two years ago, and Lou San did not move out again."

To this end, he also wrote two songs, one called "Goodbye Li Jiangshan" and the other called "Reunion Li Jiangshan".

Lu Chengkang, like a tour guide, introduced Lu Jiajia to this alley, which is no more than three meters wide, and the people who lived here before.

Lu Jiajia listened carefully, and then suddenly found a way to know in this strange place.

She pointed to a narrower alley and said, "From here, there used to be Huguo Temple!" ”

In the winter of two years ago, she accidentally walked here from Huguo Temple.

When she was about to retreat, a man with long hair, carrying a guitar on his back, walked down the alley with his head down.

Lu Chengkang nodded and said: "In the past, when the Spring Festival was celebrated, Huguo Temple was full of clay people, candy sellers, and big knife players, which was very lively. In the summer of that year, a fire burned down the main hall of Gokokuji Temple. Later, it was repaired, and the popularity was not so strong. ”

Huguo Temple is ill-fated in history, it was destroyed in the fire at the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, destroyed in the Gengzi Incident in 1900, and suffered another fire in May 1907, and suffered another fire in January 1920.

By the end of the 70s of the last century, only the King Kong Hall and the Jizo Hall remained in the Huguo Temple.

The most recent fire was in June '04.

At that time, Lu Jiajia didn't remember.

Lu Chengkang also remembered wrongly, the fire burned down the Jizo Temple, not the main hall.

The alley turned a corner and became spacious.

Lu Chengkang looked at a large house number with a blue background and said:

"Twelve years ago, someone recorded an album there called 'Kirin', and on the album cover there was a sentence written that stared at the sky, the earth, and the people, as if waiting. One day, there will be a strong gust of wind blowing, and it will rise with the wind. Two years ago, he recorded a song here that few people could understand, called "The Rotten Hometown in Memory". ”

Lu Jiajia asked, "He's the friend you want to meet?" ”

Lu Chengkang nodded and took her to stop in front of a courtyard.

A mourning hall was built in the courtyard, but there were no black-and-white couplets and paper flowers, only brilliant flowers.

A tall woman, with black curly hair and a shawl, and a somewhat fierce face, was leaning against the gate of the courtyard and smoking.

She and Lu Chengkang met, and the two said hello, she said, "The person hasn't come back yet." ”

Today is the day of the cremation of Lou San's remains.

Lu Chengkang led Lu Jiajia inside.

There were two dozen men and women sitting in the room.

Qin Qingxue heard movement at the door, subconsciously stood up, and saw that it was Lu Chengkang who sat down again.

She knows this well-connected director in the Beijing circle, and she also wanted to invest in his friend Ye Shangmo's "Empty Zen" before.

It's just a pity that I didn't get into the game in the end.

Now, though, is not the time to think about that.

"I hope Meng Shi's goods can be normal." Qin Qingxue thought in her heart.

Lao Wu invited Meng Shi to go to Lou San for the last ride, which she hadn't thought of before.

So she thought that Meng Shi's brain was not normal, and her heart couldn't calm down.

Qin Qingxue just sat down, and saw Lu Jiajia behind Lu Chengkang again.

Isn't this the girl who said at the door of Li Zhijie's bar some time ago that she had Meng Shi's child?

So she couldn't help but stand up again.

The people in the room looked at her in surprise and couldn't help but look sideways.

Qin Qingguo saw that his daughter was old, and her personality was still so jumpy, and he couldn't help whispering: "You give me a little stability, otherwise I'll leave." ”

At this time, it happened that Qin Qingxue's mobile phone rang.

She glanced at the caller ID, it was Cui Jianjun calling, and it should be a matter of negotiation with Huashi Media.

So, he was embarrassed to say sorry to the people in the house, and then whispered to Qin Qingguo: "I'll talk about something." ”

Qin Qingguo, who saw that she was not pleasing to the eye, waved his hand and signaled to hurry up.

Qin Qingxue apologized again, then picked up the phone and walked out quickly.

Lu Jiajia followed Lu Chengkang's side, lowering her head and not daring to say a word, until Qin Qingxue left, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Lu Chengkang has never played in a band, he has a certain reputation in the circle, because he has been a photographer for many years, and often recommends these people to make soundtracks for those art films.

Moreover, he founded the first open-air music festival in China, and Zhang Jinfan, the principal of TusMusic School, has been friends with him for many years.

Zhang Jinfan saw him leading a little girl in with a camera, so he got up and grabbed him in the courtyard, "Who are you?" ”

"I want to borrow three things to figure out one thing I've been thinking about for a long time."

Lu Chengkang looked past Zhang Jinfan and looked at the two groups of people in the room.

Zhang Jinfan is not tall, looks elegant, and speaks in a gentle tone: "What can't you talk about after a while?" ”

"I don't think he minds, and he shouldn't have figured it out, otherwise he wouldn't have been so confused in the past few years, so today is just right." Lu Chengkang looked outside the door, "Before anyone comes back, I'll help him ask." ”

Qin Qingguo, the oldest in the room, stood up and said, "What do you want to ask?" ”

"I want to ask, whether rock and roll should be commercialized, and whether it should be commercialized."

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The car drove out of Bungalow Road, and the Eastern Suburbs Funeral Home was left behind.

This is the second time Meng Shi has experienced this scene, but this big city lacks the sense of ritual in the countryside, which makes him feel that everything is light and has no real feeling.

Now the flesh and blood of Lou 31 meters and 8 meters are packed in a box with red cloth.

Lou San has no relatives.

This box was held by his girlfriend Li Jiangshan, the two were not married, but they have been together for more than ten years.

She never cried, and her expression was always calm.

And Meng Shi found a very magical thing - he met Li Jiangshan two years ago.

That winter, the road was disbanded, and several people had a casual meal.

The next day, Meng Shi carried his guitar through a narrow alley.

He wanted to knock on a door and borrow some courage from someone to persevere.

And the funny thing is that in the end he didn't have the courage to knock on the door.

When I left, I passed by a short-haired woman with a flower umbrella.

It's just that at that time, he didn't know that this woman was Li Jiangshan, who Lou San wrote two love songs for her.

Meng Shi looked at the fierce sunlight outside the window, and felt that life was like a spinning top, turning and turning.