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Lu Zhengkang was standing in front of the microphone, trying to explain something, the teleprompter in his ear heard the voice of the instructor, "There is a classmate of yours who said that she can help. She wants to be a drummer."

The four of the band looked towards the backstage. The cold-hearted young girl Bai Fengjiu, with her hair draped, wearing a black mask, and wearing a loose white cotton T-shirt, was also printed with a line of red "ROCK'N ROLL" with a loose strip Wearing a pair of khaki leather shoes on his blue jeans, he lifted the opening cloth and walked up like a cold electric shot into the venue. Everyone was surprised and puzzled.

Bai Fengjiu patted Lou Xundiao, "Senior, your drum set is really bad. See how I play it. Go back to the backstage and take a break." Her momentum was so aggressive that Lou Xundiao could say nothing to refute. Inexplicably, the girl with black hair and draped eyes looked like a camera. He was frozen stiff, but he felt flames bursting in the cold eyes. He hurriedly delivered the drumsticks and moved in small steps. Back to the background.

Sitting in front of the drum set, Bai Fengjiu turned the drumsticks, just like a student turning his pen, a knight pulling his sword, showing his sharp edge.The musicians on the backstage brightened their eyes and said one after another: "This looks professional, much better than the one just now."

The squad leader's tone is flat. In the time when there is no poetry or book, she will always be like a spear, going straight, leaving no room for it, "Next song, come on, what do you want to perform?"

Lu Zhengkang laughed, "The monitor is here!"

Su Xiangli excitedly ran over and hugged Bai Fengjiu, "Why are you here?"

Mu Huai tilted her head, "You haven't practiced with us before, can you do it?"

"Definitely."

Lu Zhengkang's heart is already infinitely hearty, he leaned to the microphone, "The next song, for everyone, "A person without ideal is not sad""

It's an old song again, few people know about it, but they are still willing to applaud, not for any band or song, but for the joyous atmosphere of the festival.

The prelude to the synthesizer sounded, followed by cheers.

"My favorite record store,

"Yesterday was his last day,

"The fragments that once intoxicated me,

"It's all scattered on the street..."

Lu Xuefeng once sang this song for two children in a pickup. Now, Lu Zhengkang is speaking for his grandfather alone on the highly anticipated stage.

"I don't want to die in failure or loneliness!! I don't want to live underground all the time!! Material deception! The ants in a hurry! The uneducated are not sad!!"

The boiling sound of the crowd passed along the live broadcast. Grandpa sat in the working room, shaking his head vigorously, but with a smile on his face, he was already very happy.

Chapter 486 The Grand Master was also a decent man

The first day of Su Huai Fei Xing Band's performance is over.

Bai Fengjiu retreated after playing the drums, without any muddling, nor even bowing to participate in the exit. At that time, Lou Xun was back from behind the scenes during the period. He drew back at the back of the team without saying a word, and bent over with everyone.

Returning to the backstage to sit down, Su Xiangli pulled Bai Fengjiu to chat, and his wig was crooked with excitement.Lou Xundiao lowered his head for a long time, and suddenly said that he wanted to quit.

The instructor’s expression of joy immediately stretched, like a puddle of melted plasticine. The corners of his mouth were originally raised high, but suddenly fell to his chin. He scolded with a stinky face: "It was You, it’s you who are going to quit now. It’s so fun to engage in music, isn’t it? You have practiced for so many days, and you have a tacit understanding, so you are willing to let go of your friends?!"

Lou Xundiao's face was embarrassed, and he whispered: "I, yes, this is my fault, but I really feel that I am not this piece of material. Besides, my main business is oil painting..."

The instructor waved his hand and said, "I think you are hurt by a little girl to your self-esteem. You are not too young. Your fourteenth birthday has passed. You are half an adult. You have to take responsibility for everything. Yes, do you know how to cut, in your situation, it will be better to play a few more times in the future!"

Mu Huai raised his hand, "Teacher, we only practiced for this music festival. Our band can actually disband after the festival."

The instructor was taken aback, the excited blood on his face returned, and he was immediately discouraged. He was not depressed, he just woke up, "This is true, our band is indeed very short-lived, but it is also true. It’s a good experience. I hope you can participate in the whole process. After ten years, old friends will still have topics to talk about. By the way, Lu Zhengkang, you can ask your grandfather, did he watch the show."

Lu Zhengkang nodded, "Looking at it, he said that we are very good, and that the teacher is very capable. Thank you for remembering an old man."

The instructor shook his head freely and freely, "Your grandpa is actually very famous. Really, my dad likes his songs. In the 1930s, robots replaced labor in large numbers, which caused some livelihood problems. By the 1940s and 50s, the class was solidified. Seriously, the social credit system hasn't been popularized yet. At that time, your grandfather was really awesome. All the money he earned was donated and he didn't leave a point for himself."

Everyone in the band was shocked, and Lu Zhengkang was taken aback, "I don't know."

"Of course you can't know it anymore, and you can't find out about this. It's just that some people in the older generation remember it. It can make your grandfather happy. In fact, for me, it is also a debt."

Lu Zhengkang lowered his head, and an incomparable humiliation came to his heart, not for himself, but for his grandfather Lu Xuefeng.

There are not many ways for him to understand the grandfather. The old man’s mouth is harder than the titanium alloy, and he basically doesn’t talk about his past. Lu Zhengkang can only inquire about him, but the family does not want to talk about him, and outsiders do not. Know him well.

What kind of person is Lu Xuefeng?His label and profile in Lu Zhengkang's heart is a down-and-out guitarist, stubborn, emotional, rough-minded, and not good at expressing. The character displayed in these details of life is already very good. Now I heard about him. Once indifferent to property and helping the poor, Lu Zhengkang felt that the grandfather was very respectable.

Why do all the good things about grandpa come from outsiders?

Why is such a good person, an old man, marginalized by society and family?

What kind of courage should the former Lu Xuefeng face the Frost Blade and Ice Sword of life?

Lu Zhengkang was really sad, so many family gatherings, everyone talked and laughed in the projection room, all trivial, but he never mentioned his grandfather.Several of my grandparents have always kept secret from my grandfather and don't allow their children to talk too much. Can they even be strangers to their own fathers?

The boy was about to explode in anger, but he looked happy on the surface. He was grateful to the instructor for telling him this past, and he naturally dealt with the eager admiration of his companions.

A robot came to inform and said that Su Huai Feixing’s friends can safely store the musical instruments here temporarily. If they qualify for tomorrow night’s finals, they will naturally be notified to participate. If they fail to qualify, they will leave things intact. Sent it back to them.

The instructor said he wanted to stay and talk to a few acquaintances, so the children in the band had to go back by themselves. After leaving the temporary lounge, Mu Huai saw her support group and good friends from the same school sharply. We ran over with that fancy sign and started yelling around them.

Lu Zhengkang felt that he was really "happy" now, and his heart was tormented like a fire, but he could not show any traces and forced a smile on his face. There seemed to be an opaque iron box in his mind that took the sensitive and fragile boy Lu Zhengkang. It was airtight, leaving only a man who was well-rounded and made people feel like spring breeze.

Everyone is praising the strength of the Su Huai Feixing Band, and it is also outstanding for the squad leader. They are amazed by the dramatic plot of the rescue at the critical moment. They only think it is worthwhile to go, and it is not in vain that they took time and effort to pull up such a Support a simple support team.

Talking about it, Zou Jiaqi approached the monitor and asked for warmth. He took out a thermos cup from his bag to add moisture to Bai Fengjiu.

"Come squad leader, ice lemonade, three-point sugar." Zou Jiaqi sullen his face, making a very indifferent look, but his eyes are fixed on Bai Fengjiu's hands, even if these beautiful fingers are like the fingers of water noodles. Can get closer...

"You bought this water specially for me?"

Zou Jiaqi was taken aback and nodded quickly, "That's right."

"How do you know that I am coming today?"

"Uh, I have a good heart?" [Zou Jiaqi: As expected of me, I can say such shameless words, but no one believes these words at all. Okay, come on, my love is over before it starts.

"Really?" Bai Fengjiu's eyes lit up, "There is no Caifeng and two flying wings, and the heart is eloquent. I didn't expect us to have such fate."

Zou Jiaqi (⊙o⊙): "Ah↗? Ah↘! Yes, yes, hahaha, it must be a special fate..." [Zou Jiaqi: Comrade WTF monitor, are you serious?No, you are too cheated, right?No, I have to look at you, and protect my cutie.

Su Xiangli akimbo his hips and pointing the sky at the other, shouting boldly: "Our Ninghu Middle School Band's first performance was a complete success. I will treat you to a big dinner to celebrate. I won't be drunk or go home!"

The friends cheered.

Lu Zhengkang walked in the middle of the team, surrounded by happy people, and he also smiled happily.

Su Xiangli gently pulled at his cuff, Lu Zhengkang tilted his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

She gestured her mouth shape: I know.

Chapter 487: Pursue Dreams

At 2:39 in the afternoon, the friends ate the limited meals in the restaurant and drank several bottles of optional beverages for minors. They were barely satisfied. Only a dozen people spent 313 yuan. Mainly processing fees.

The big guy patted his belly, and moved to the karaoke hall at the suggestion of Zhang Yingxuan. Everyone had a good time on stage, especially Lu Zhengkang. As the lead singer of the band and the soul figure, of course he had to show it, so he continued to sing on stage. After six songs, the singing skills are only average, but the appeal is very strong, making the students shake their heads and feel content.