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

Bai Fengjiu retreated after playing the drums, without any muddling or 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 and sitting down, Su Xiangli took 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 emotionally, isn't it? You have practiced for so many days, and you have a tacit understanding, 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, "I think you have been 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, didn't we just practice for this music festival? After the festival, our band can actually disband."

The instructor was stunned, the excited blood on his face returned, and he was immediately discouraged. He was not depressed, he just woke up and said, "That's true, our band is really short-lived, but it's the same. 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, ask your grandfather if he watched the show."

Lu Zhengkang nodded, "Look, 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, "Your grandfather 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 very solid. 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, 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 mind, not for himself, but for his grandfather Lu Xuefeng.

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

What kind of person is Lu Xuefeng? His label and profile in Lu Zhengkang's heart is a down-to-earth guitarist with a stubborn temper, empathy, sloppy mind, and poor expression. The character displayed in these details of life is already very good, and 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 the grandfather. Several of my own grandparents have always kept secret from the grandfather, and they 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 was 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 his 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 Fei Xing Band, and it is also outstanding for the squad leader. They are amazed by the dramatic plot of water and fire at the critical moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I just think it's a worthwhile trip, and they are not in vain. It took time and effort to pull up such a simple support team.

Talking about it, Zou Jiaqi approached the squad leader and asked for warmth, and 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 hand, 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, 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 my heart is eloquent. I didn't expect us to have such fate."

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

Su Xiangli akimbo his hips, pointing the sky at the other, shouting boldly: "Our Ninghu Middle School Band's first performance was a complete success. I'll 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 the matter?"

She gestured her mouth shape: I know.

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