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Lin Yue put down the reference book in his hand and turned his head to look outside. Mr. Sun walked into the gate with his daughter Sun Tong.

Isn't it the old grandson's daughter who also came along? As for being so happy?

"You do the following questions first, and I will tell you if you know anything about it when I come back."

Lin Yue instructed Xixi to walk down from the small hall outside the living room on the second floor.

"Hi." Sun Tong greeted him cordially.

"Give it to me." Lin Yue took the Yamaha electronic piano in her arms and put it in the practice area set up by Hu Liang overnight.

"Hey." Hu Liang quit later: "Brother Yue, why are you helping her and not me?"

This guy is holding a drum in one hand, and there is a cymbal in the creaking nest, and he walks like a blind bear.

Lin Yue patted him on the shoulder: "You are not as good-looking as her."

"This...you are too direct, it hurts people's hearts." Hu Liang said angrily.

Sun Tong next to him looked at him proudly.

Lin Yue went outside to bring in the remaining drums and cymbals. Although the drums are hollow, the kick drum and cymbals together are quite heavy because of the exquisite materials. But judging from his steps and expression, It seems effortless.

"As expected of the person who defeated the only taekwondo black belt owner in our city, amazing, amazing."

"Stop talking nonsense." Lin Yue put the kick drum and snare drum on the ground: "I'll leave the assembly to you."

Hu Liang laughed and said, "No problem."

When the two were talking, the old grandson walked in holding Lili in one hand and Beth in the other.

Sun Tong hurried over to take the instrument in his hand, and persuaded him: "Dad, you go back, I will do the next docking work, anyway, if you are idle at home, you are idle."

The old grandson said: "It's okay, I'll take a walk when I'm full, it's good for my health."

When Sun Tong heard what he said, he stopped talking.

Over there, Hu Liang smiled and said: "You don't know that, when your father opened the canteen, the Broken Guitar Band didn't miss a single performance."

Seeing Sun Tong looking over, Old Sun nodded and said, "If we are twenty years younger, we can rock and roll."

Hu Liang laughed: "You don't need to be twenty years younger, you can do it now. Isn't there a lack of a drummer?"

"No, no, I haven't left my teacher yet."

When the two were arguing whether it was okay or not, an old voice came from the door: "Who didn't become a teacher?"

"Lao Yang, Lao Yang is here." Hu Liang's eyes flashed: "Is your daughter's matter settled?"

"Not yet, but things are getting closer. Looking at her appearance at dinner today, she seems to have something to tell me, but she doesn't know how to say it."

Lao Yang went to the table in the middle and sat down: "Broker Lin has a solution, but I'm curious how he did it."

Hu Liang said, "Actually, I don't know either."

The old grandson and his daughter were dumbfounded, not knowing what they were talking about.

At this time, Lin Yue took Xixi's hand and walked down from the top. Seeing Lao Yang, the little beauty quickly put down the black cat in her arms, walked over and slapped Yang Shuangshu.

Sewing Machine Band, five to three, although the main force is missing two, but the backup team has an extra tattoo artist.

Lin Yue clapped his hands and said, "Okay, everyone is here. This is the first meeting of our Sewing Machine Band since its resurrection. Today's topic is two."

He looked around and walked to the blackboard facing away from everyone: "The first one is to familiarize yourself with Hu Liang's new song, Plastic Bag."

As he said that, he turned the blackboard over. On the top was the stave, and below the stave were the lyrics. The title was "Plastic Bag".

Can't remember where I came from.

Forget why, and exist.

Now I don't want to turn into dust.

Because my hometown is called the future.

...

Lao Yang, Xixi, and Lao Suntou looked at the blackboard and then at Hu Liang, with surprised expressions on their faces. You must know that when the band was formed before, it took two weeks to hold back a line of lyrics. Unexpectedly, after the band disbanded, he was not idle, and even finished writing this song, and it looked good.

The gazes from several people made Hu Liang feel a little proud.

At this time, Lin Yue clapped his hands again: "The first thing is finished, the second thing to do now is to play this song together. Isn't the band disbanded for almost a month? Let's use this song Let’s play the song together, and then let’s see the effect, Sun Tong is the first listener of our band.”

"no problem."

Lao Yang and Hu Liang didn't speak, but Sun Tong agreed first.

Xixi glanced at the people around him: "How can I play without a bass player and a drummer?"

"Yeah, how do you play without a bassist and a drummer?" Hu Liang repeated her question.

Lin Yue handed Yang Shuangshu the bass he specially asked the old grandson to bring: "Old Yang, do you know how to play the bass?"

You must know that the old man in the movie "has all kinds of weapons".

Yang Shuangshu nodded, and said modestly: "It will be a little bit, but it is far behind Jianguo."

"It's nothing." Lin Yue said: "Today is just to get familiar with the music and find out the feeling. It's not so particular."

Hearing what he said, Yang Shuangshu got up, took the bass, and played it twice to test the sound.

Xixi said, "Grandpa plays the bass, so who plays the guitar?"

Hu Liang didn't speak, but just cheered at her.

"Old Sun, the drum is yours." Under the slightly surprised eyes of Yang Shuangshu and others, Lin Yue put the guitar he bought yesterday on his neck.

Sun Tong said, "Agent Lin, can you still play the guitar?"

Hu Liang winked at her: "Brother Yue knows a lot..."

For example, building an atomic bomb.

Lin Yue said: "Old Sun, why are you still standing, I'll wait for you."

"I've said that I can't do it. Yes, I have learned to play drums before, but it has been intermittent and I have not received systematic training. If I say serious study, it takes more than a month."

"Oh, Dad, how do you know it won't work if you haven't tried it?" Sun Tong almost pushed his father to sit on the drum set, and then passed the drumstick forward and looked at him with threatening eyes.

The old grandson took a look at this posture, what else can he do, let's do it.

The first half of "Plastic Bag" is a lead vocal solo.

Hu Liang plucked the strings and sang the lyrics in a low voice.

About half a minute later, the tune changed, and Lin Yue, Yang Shuangshu, Xixi and Lao Suntou began to play together.

The muffled drums and the crisp sound of cymbals spread out, the low hum of the bass resounded through the hall, and then the soothing sound of the electronic organ.

"Stop~"

Hu Liang sang more than halfway through, when Lin Yue suddenly called a stop, and then walked up to Lao Sun: "Old Sun, did you get out of tune just now?"

"Is there?" Old Sun glanced at the music score: "No."

The few people next to the drum set looked suspiciously at the owner of the canteen who loved to play the drums, walk the dog and wash his hair the most in his life. They were all focused on the song just now, and didn't care about the situation of the drummer - after all, it was a new song. Practice for the first time.

Lin Yue pointed to the blackboard and said, "Type this section."

The old grandson hit him a few times as he said.

Crack ~ boom boom ~ boom boom ~

"Stop." Lin Yue shook his open hand violently: "The rhythm is wrong, is it fast or slow?"

The old grandson looked blank.

"Come again."

The old grandson hit him again.

"Stop. Did you know this time?"

The old grandson is still confused.

Yang Shuangshu said, "Slow down."

"I've tried my best to catch up, why am I still slow?" Lao Suntou was very frustrated, because he felt good about himself, and it sounded okay with Hu Liang's song.

Lin Yue said, "Try and hurry up."

again.

twice.

three times.

four times.

Either slow, or rush, or the rhythm is out of order.

The old grandson was so exhausted that he was out of breath, and he didn't dare to look at him directly, because he didn't expect that the manager's music quality was so good, and the requirements for him were much higher than those of explosives. The key is that the ears are real. He can hear it even if it is one-eighth of a beat slow.

In fact, it's not just Lao Suntou who is like this, other people are also under great pressure.

When Lin Yue walked to the side and was depressed, Hu Liang leaned over and said, "Brother Yue, isn't your request of Old Suntou...too high?"

"In fact, the level of requirements is still secondary. If the rhythm can't keep up, it can be made up for through a lot of practice. What I worry about now is that his physical strength can't keep up."

Hu Liang glanced over there and suddenly realized. We must know that when the band performs, it takes half an hour to sit there for an hour. Playing drums is a physical activity, and it requires high coordination and flexibility of the body. Looking at the current state of the old grandson, I am afraid it will be very difficult. persevere until the end.

"Then what should we do?"

The only person who can play drums here is Yang Shuangshu, except for the old Suntou, but the latter is older than the former, and the old Suntou is not good enough. Yang Shuangshu might be tied to the stage when he plays drums.

Lin Yue frowned and thought for a while.

"It can only be the……"

...

three days later.

Yang Shuangshu's home.

Today Yang Lu cooked a table full of dishes, and made an exception for her father to drink a bottle of beer.

"Dad, I have something to say to you."

When Yang Shuangshu answered a phone call and was about to go outside, Yang Lu pursed his lips and called him to stop.

Thanks to the book friends with the tail number 6689 for the reward of 100 starting coins.