[Full-time Master Umbrella Repair] Su Muqiu congratulates 24 hours

I can't wait to pick up the chopsticks to eat, feeling that if I didn't know Su Muqiu, I don't know how much it would cost to go to that restaurant to eat every dish.

Just watching a few funny videos while eating, Wei Chen soon emptied most of his food. He glanced at the door leading to the basement, knowing that no matter whether Su Muqiu had dinner or not, he might not remember being hungry right now. Then he ate the remaining few mouthfuls with peace of mind.

At the beginning, Su Muqiu would bring two copies, one for Wei Chen as a thank-you gift for renting out the practice room cheaply, and one for his own dinner, but once he practiced day and night, he had to catch the door of the dormitory , he couldn't bear to set aside time to eat, so he simply brought this to Wei Chen later on.

Wei Chen picked his teeth leisurely, and sent a QQ message to his old friend: Hey, do you remember the young man I told you about before?This kid is passionate about music, I don't think he can lose to you, don't you always complain that there are no good seedlings, why don't you come back to my shop and get to know him?

After sending the message, seeing that the other party didn't reply within 1 minute, he probably guessed that the guy was catching up on sleep day and night, so Wei Chen threw away his phone and happily ate dessert.Desserts are more expensive than meals these days, even such a collapsed fruit tart is terribly expensive. Thinking about it this way, even if you are not interested in sweets, you will have the joy of eating money.

However, after eating too many sweets, Wei Chen had a toothache. He dug out the cup buried under a pile of sundries, got up and put on his slippers to boil water to make tea.

And the thing started after he picked up the tea bag and put it in the hot water, while holding the ringing mobile phone to his ear and "hey hey".

Su Muqiu unscrewed the cap of the bottle and poured water with his head up. He put one hand on the string. His knuckles were clear, the palm was well-proportioned, and the black petal-like pick was casually held in his hand. After taking it off, there is only a white shirt left, with the sleeves rolled up to the shoulders, and now resting with the guitar between them, he looks like a water delivery boy.

When Wei Chen hurriedly knocked on practice room No. [-], what caught his eye was the picture of the boy carrying the electric guitar flipping through the sheet music.

The soundproofing in the room was very good, and Su Muqiu was focused. He didn't notice that Wei Chen had slipped in, but with water in his mouth, he stared at the score and unconsciously fiddled with the strings, humming softly: "The Thousand Chance Umbrella is as brilliant as ever, far away... ...Start all over again, the pinnacle of glory..."

Wei Chen asked in surprise, "You wrote the song? So you're in the second grade?"

Su Muqiu choked, wiped away the water stains on his lips and said guiltily: "What middle school two? I didn't write it. This is the opening title of a TV series not long ago. Do you care about popularity?"

Wei Chen glanced at the music score, the first sentence of the lyrics is something like "cold wind and snow, afterimages of street lamps, the footprints of the past disappear", which is very in line with the taste of the second grader nowadays, and it is quite similar to the taste of his old friend.

Sensing that he was interested, Su Muqiu hurriedly changed the subject: "What are you looking for?"

Wei Chen slapped his head: "Hurry up, hurry up, help out, and just sing a few songs! Here are some common slobbery songs, can you see if there are any you can sing?!"

He eagerly put the sheet music in Su Muqiu's hands. Su Muqiu took it passively and flipped through a few pages reflexively. Indeed, most of them were songs he had practiced. They were quite popular. Most people who can play the guitar have practiced these few songs. song.

"These songs...are they okay, when? Where?" Su Muqiu continued flipping through the scores.

Wei Chen coughed heavily a few times.

"Cough, time and place... 15 minutes later, the bar around the corner."

Su Muqiu's expression twisted instantly.

Wei Chen whistled guiltily.

Su Muqiu dropped the sheet music: "Don't do it, Boss Wei, please find another master."

"Stop!!" Wei Chen yelled wildly immediately, and explained the matter concisely, "The band "Sura Worry" that was supposed to be on stage later had a temporary situation and couldn't sing, but the next group is stuck in traffic. It's good to be on time, it's impossible to come on stage early... If there are other clever people who can invite me, I'm just asking you, a kid who has no stage experience?!"

"........."

The bar at their corner is considered a little famous in the neighborhood.

In general bars, after nightfall, there are somewhat mixed dragons and snakes. As long as you look for the right place, illegal indescribable transactions can be seen everywhere, but this is strictly prohibited in that bar.

It is a live bar that belongs to music.

The bar invites three groups of orchestras or singers to sing every day, starting at 08:30 in the evening, and one group lasts for an hour. Except for the short preparation time for the orchestra to go on and off the stage, you can enjoy the music without interruption.The space in the bar is not large, it is more spacious than ordinary classrooms, and it can only seat 70 to [-] people when it is full, not to mention that you have to pay [-] yuan to enter the door, and only one free drink is given, and the rest of the additional fees need to be paid separately. There are quite a few people who just go out to have fun for a night. Most of the guests really like to listen to Live, and even famous celebrities in the music industry will come to sit and sit. Now there are several great gods in the music industry who have embarked on the road to fame.

Su Muqiu himself plays music, of course he knows that bar, but although he can upload some cover songs and test plays on the Internet, in reality music is just a hobby that he can't bear to give up.

Su Muqiu touched the pick and thought, if he could sing there, it would indeed be a rare opportunity.

But the preparation time is only 15 minutes, not to mention that it is not enough for him to play and sing on stage. There is no bass, keyboard, or drummer. The visual effect is probably quite miserable.

Wei Chen rolled up his sleeves: "If you really need a drummer, I'll do it!"

"Huh?" Su Muqiu was surprised.

Wei Chen became angry when he saw Su Muqiu's expression of hell: "What kind of eyes are there, the old man was a god-like drummer back then."

Su Muqiu thought for a while and asked, "The next group, is the traffic jam serious?"

Wei Chen found out the news: "It is said that it will be on time if it flies with wings. You also know that group of people, they are Shaotian and Wenzhou."

At any rate, he was a classmate and roommate, Su Muqiu immediately remembered it, and when he was changing clothes after work, he checked Weibo, and it was full of Huang Shaotian complaining about traffic jams, and he posted an annoying post every few minutes.He and Yu Wenzhou's Blue Rain group are well-known on a certain site, and even accepted a commercial invitation to sing a commercial song for a little-known mobile game. Fans call it Sword and Curse.

It's just that I didn't expect that the two of them were so popular that they could be invited to perform at the Live Bar. Presumably Wei Chen was the one who made the connection. The music circle is not big. It's not difficult to guess that the bar owner has a friendship with Wei Chen. No wonder there is a lack of people for the bar performance. It would be Wei Chen who was eager to find him to fill in the vacancy.

Su Muqiu, who reluctantly agreed to help, was immediately dragged to the bar by Wei Chen. As soon as he saw the two of them, the blond young man squatting outside to watch the scene immediately turned his head and shouted: "Boss! The person you mentioned is here!"

A girl rushed over, one in each hand, and dragged them into the bar: "It's finally here! It's so slow, I thought I was really going to be on stage to play the recorder this time..."

"It took me a while to find someone." Wei Chen rubbed the back of his head and smiled flatteringly.

"That..." Su Muqiu glanced at the small nameplate on the other side, on which was written Chen Guo, "Sister Chen? Bass and keyboard..."

Chen Guo gave him a reassuring look: "We happen to have teachers on site who can help, so we're just waiting for you to come, okay? Are you all ready?"

Judging from the speed of the girl's speech, it's not difficult to feel her eagerness. Wei Chen quickly said, "Okay, okay. Although this time I brought a newcomer, they are very capable, so don't worry about hitting the stage."

Wei Chen said a lot of things and even patted his chest to assure him, but he was actually quite flustered.Wei Chen knew that Su Muqiu played the guitar well, but the scene and practice were two different things. The promises just now were more like convincing himself.

But when he looked back, he found that Su Muqiu had already greeted the two teachers who were eager to help, and discussed the repertoire and some details of the performance. His mind suddenly settled down, and he pulled people over to gossip after Su Muqiu finished speaking: "Oh? Do you have experience?"

"Live?" Su Muqiu concentrated on turning the page, quickly pressing the position with his fingers, "No."

"Oh..." Wei Chen nodded in relief, only to realize something was wrong halfway, "Wait a minute, did you say no? Then you were so proficient just now to bluff people?!"

Su Muqiu put on a smile.

"I was asked by Huang Shao and Yu Wenzhou to help me a few times—as a behind-the-scenes staff."

Wei Chen squeezed two old but well-preserved drum sticks, and suddenly realized that it seemed that he had to rely on his own drumming skills to save the world.

When Su Muqiu sang the first note, on the second floor of the bar, in a messy and crowded small lounge, a person lying on the sofa with his legs bent, trembling fingers slightly, took off the music book covering his face, and threw it aside , On the desktop, paper, pens and drafts were scattered messily, covering the mobile phone with flashing message notifications.

He blinked his sleepy eyes, rubbed his head, then put down his hands and tilted his head, as if he was listening.

The faint and indistinct music came to his ears, and he yawned as he listened.

"...Who is singing here?"

Ye Xiu listened for a long time, then took out the cigarette case from his trousers pocket and tapped it, holding the cigarette to his lips, thinking about it but didn't light it up, so he just dragged his feet and went downstairs slowly.

He was a little interested, wanting to meet the owner of this bright, clean voice.

It's been a long time, the singing voice that can wake him up from his sleep.

Sings... so badly.

Ye Xiu rolled his eyes with great interest.

set up:

The orchestra, the newly released lead singer Su x professional songwriter and occasionally drummer Ye

Will form a group with Lan Yu (yellow=guitar, yu=keyboard), a total of four people, and Su Mucheng will be added later to increase the female voice

After forming the group, Mu Qiu practiced bass, bass player and