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"If you want to play in a band, it's fun. What are you doing now?"

Gu Chi's tone was very light, but his words were extremely sharp.

Even Yan Bai who came with him couldn't help but say, "It's Xu Ran's freedom to play in the band or not."

He changed the angle again, "Besides, he can play the guitar, but he hasn't come out in the past few years, so he must have his own difficulties. You don't know what others have experienced, so you are not qualified to judge."

These words were well-founded, but they couldn't impress Gu Chi at all.

Still unmoved, the stern boy said softly, "If you really don't want to play, stop pretending."

Posturing?

When is it your turn to take care of me?

Xu Ran felt really angry.

When he spoke, because his voice was extremely cold, he seemed exceptionally calm, "Then what about you, a fool who can't even sing a song has any right to speak of me."

Gu Chi also returned quickly, "At least I won't play for others while saying that I don't want to play in a band."

Xu Ran...

If it wasn't for the last shred of reason remaining, Xu Ran felt that he could rush over and beat him.

"You want to see me play in a band? All right, Bisheng Performing Arts Center, Hanshan, I've booked."

Chapter 32 Temporary

"Temporary?" Yan Bai looked across the table in disbelief.

The boy nestled in the booth, held a mug, took a sip of the durian sago in the cup, raised his eyes, and smiled apologetically at him, "Yes, temporarily."

Yan Bai confirmed again, "You still don't want to join Hanshan?"

Xu Ran's tone was Chen Ken, "Hanshan is your band."

"Then you promised so simply yesterday?"

"I know that the surname Gu deliberately provoked me, but I don't want him to come to me again in the future."

"I don't understand, why does Gu Chi want to motivate you to play a band so much?"

Xu Ran lowered his eyes and thought, "To be honest, I thought that Gu Chi wanted me to join his band, but looking at it now, it doesn't seem to be exactly the case. But, I'm sorry, I made my own decision and made it difficult for you."

"What's the meaning?"

"Although I joined temporarily, but..." He changed the topic, his tone was serious in an instant, and his expression showed undisguised determination, "I will definitely be the lead singer."

Although I have never brought the gossip on the Internet that "the opening is a picture, the story is all made up" to this person.

But looking at the opposite side, Yan Bai still found that this person was not exactly the same as he imagined, and even vaguely understood Gu Chi's approach.

He usually talks inside and out, and doesn't reveal all of his true thoughts, but whenever he mentions music, he will show absolute confidence-he is very aware of his abilities.

In fact, when he heard him call Gu Chi an idiot yesterday, Yan Bai really sweated for him.

If this was high school, Gu Chi could come over and kill him on the ground...

Yan Bai suddenly came up with a thought that even he thought was very strange, whether he was like Gu Chi, who once stood on a stage intertwined with colorful lights, burning the heat in his heart...

After Xu Ran's words were finished, Yan Bai only thought for a while, then raised his eyebrows and eyes with a smirk, "Since you have confidence, there is no problem, why am I not happy to let Gu Chi suffer?" He cut his tone and asked againHe "Have you thought about the song you're going to perform that day?"

"Your writing is pretty good, I'll listen to you first."

"Okay, I'll send it to you later."

"If it's about the same, I'll go first." Xu Ran drank the last sip of durian sago, got up and prepared to leave.

Yan Bai thought of another question and stopped him, "Xu Ran, if you could write songs, would you consider forming your own band?"

Xu Ran was stunned for a moment before a calm smile appeared in his eyes, "But I really don't know how to write."

After finishing speaking, he went to the bar to settle the bill, turned around and waved, and left the milk tea shop alone.

Hongxia is burning brilliantly in the distant sky, and the heat of summer envelops people in it.

During evening classes, there were not many people on the road.

Xu Ran walked for a while, and saw a group of people gathered in front of the bulletin board of the student union not far away, discussing happily.

Leaning over, saw that it was a collection of pictures from Hanshan's performance at the food festival yesterday, which was sorted out by the student union and hung on the bulletin board.

Of course, it was mainly the 360-degree handsome photos of Chairman Yan Bai with no dead ends, and several of them were brought to Xu Ran.

The boy in the photo is a little thinner, wearing plain white short sleeves, and carrying a dark green electric guitar, standing on the stage with a completely immersed expression covered by the sun.

Although the picture is simple, it is also vivid.

"I'm so angry, I went to metalworking for an internship yesterday, but I didn't see Yan Bai's performance."

"The temporary small stage set up at the entrance of the gymnasium is very simple and the performance is not very good. They were just playing casually yesterday. If you want to see it, you can wait until next week to go to the Bisheng Performing Arts Center to watch it."

"Yes yes yes, next week the club will be recruiting new ratings at the Bisheng Performing Arts Center, and the homecoming band will also be performing!!"

"The way home!! I want to see Suyang!"

"That's right, I heard it's thanks to my alma mater, free benefits."

"On the way home, such a celebrity can still think of Peking University, his alma mater."

"I think Su Yang is a bit old, but super handsome."

Xu Ran felt that if the twenty-six-year-old Su Yang heard this, he might hit someone.

After a few glances, continue walking along the "Canteen North Road".

Beside the back door of the No. 3 canteen, Juanjuan cuts the red, white, and blue tri-color tubes spinning at the door, which is particularly eye-catching in the twilight.

Xu Ran reached out and touched the small piece of fabric on his left neck.

Since Sister Juan said last time that she is in a special position and needs to communicate with the tattoo master again, he has been using Band-Aids to cover the "engineering" tattoos for the past few weeks, and the rash is almost coming out.

Now that you have passed by, you must ask.

Pushing open the glass door, the lights inside were dim.

Because there are no guests, there is only a ninety

Era

European-style floor lamp with high feet.

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