The reincarnation of the movie king

Many people inevitably have some stereotypes about some things. Although they know that they are prejudices, they do not intend to change them.

For example, Su Yi knows that girls with tattoos are not necessarily bad girls. Girls with tattoos are cool and he will also like them.

But what he had to admit was that he would like the same girl better if she didn't have tattoos.

This is a stereotype.

So facing Sun Tong's face that he was extremely interested in, and looking at her two tattooed arms, Su Yi had to regretfully say to himself in his heart: "Sun Tong, out!"

Compared to Sun Tong, I would rather choose Ding Jianguo.

"Where is the background of this photo?"

When Sun Tong was treating Su Yi's chest wound, Su Yi deliberately brought the topic to the main topic.

Sun Tong's slender fingers kept brushing against Su Yi's chest. It was soft, cool and very comfortable.

She looked back and saw that Su Yi was referring to the photo she took under the big guitar sculpture in Ji'an.

"Ji'an is a small county in Northeast China. You may have never heard of it." Sun Tong replied casually.

"The hometown of Broken Guitar Band, a famous rock and roll city." Su Yi immediately hit the snake with a stick, "What a great place."

"You know?" Sun Tong glanced up at him in surprise.

"Of course, no one who plays rock music doesn't know Ji'an." Su Yi said.

"Those who play rock music shouldn't be afraid of pain." Sun Tong seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"I'm not afraid of pain," Su Yi explained, "I'm..."

Sun Tong raised his head and opened his eyes wide, waiting for him to explain.

Su Yi opened his mouth and finally shrugged: "Okay, I'm just afraid of pain."

"Tch!" Sun Tong didn't bother to put a band-aid on Su Yi, "Okay, you can get dressed."

"Is there anything I should pay attention to when going to Ji'an this season?" Su Yi asked pretending to be casual while putting on a T-shirt.

"Why are you going to Ji'an?" Sun Tong turned around and packed his things.

"Pilgrimage! It's the holy land of rock and roll." Su Yi said.

Sun Tong didn't speak. Just when Su Yi thought she wouldn't answer, she suddenly said: "I will go abroad tomorrow, to Europe. I will stay there for about a month before coming back, and then I will go back to my hometown directly."

Why are you telling me this?

Su Yi was a little confused.

"Very good." He chuckled, "Maybe you can see me in Ji'an."

Sun Tong turned around and showed a bright smile to Su Yi.

"Actually, you're really not afraid of pain, are you?" Sun Tong asked.

Early the next morning, Su Yi boarded the train to Northeast China.

There was no direct transportation from Kyoto to Ji'an, so Su Yi took a six-hour train to Tonghua, then took a long-distance bus to Ji'an County.

At this time, Su Yi only had more than 160 yuan left on him.

Fortunately, Su Yi quickly saw Hu Liang's advertisement for musicians posted on the information board in front of the station, and he called the number.

"Hello, I'm Cheng Gong, who are you?"

"Applicant, where is your address?"

"Oh, No. 386 Victory Road, Prince of Rock Garage Garage."

"Is it okay to go now?"

"Okay, okay, of course. Let's see you later?"

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Su Yi took a taxi and went straight to his destination.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Ding Jianguo, who was on crutches, also getting out of a taxi and standing at the door looking at the facade of the garage.

Wearing a white cartoon shirt as a base, a mix of purple and blue plaid shirts, and a gray pleated short skirt underneath, one leg is in a plaster cast, and the other leg is as she said, long, white and thin.

The neck is as white and slender as ivory, the hair is slightly curly, and a pair of large rings hang lazily on the delicate earlobes.

Tall and sexy.

When Su Yi was looking at Ding Jianguo, the latter seemed to be aware of it and turned back to look at Su Yi. He looked up and down, then immediately withdrew his gaze and walked inside.

Cold and arrogant.

Su Yi flicked her tongue, covered her chest, tilted her head and smiled, watching her enter the door.

He suddenly didn't want to call for explosives.

Jianguo and dynamite are put together, which is accurate and unlucky.

Fifteen minutes later, Su Yi, Ding Jianguo and a middle-aged man who looked dull sat in a row.

Opposite them, the chubby Hu Liang and the decadent-looking Cheng Gong frowned at the three of them, both of them speechless.

"Oh, there are so many people here. How long will it take for the interview?" Cheng Gong looked at Hu Liang speechlessly, "Didn't you say that as soon as you advertise, there will be a lot of people coming? Where are the people?"

Hu Liang scratched his head and held an advertisement, and murmured in confusion: "The address is printed correctly, what's going on?"

Cheng Gong shook his head, knocked on the table and sat down: "Okay, let's get started."

Hu Liang smiled at Su Yi and the other three, and said with an apologetic smile: "Everyone, tell me your dreams first."

"Hiss..." Cheng Gong gave him an elbow, glared at him, and turned around and said, "You guys should introduce yourselves first."

As he spoke, he picked up a pen and prepared to record.

Ding Jianguo looked back at Su Yi and the middle-aged man next to him. He was about to speak, but Su Yi spoke first.

"Eleven." Su Yi said with a smile, "My name is Eleven, the National Day Eleven, the drummer."

"That's an awesome name!" Cheng Gong said.

"Yes, yes, that's cool." Hu Liang laughed and quickly agreed.

Ding Jianguo on the side looked back at Su Yi in surprise and said: "Ding Jianguo, bassist."

"Ding what?" Cheng Gong didn't hear clearly.

"Jianguo." Ding Jianguo said impatiently.

"This name is even more popular." Cheng Gong gave a thumbs up, "One Eleven and one Jianguo. This is all fate, isn't it?"

"Tch." Ding Jianguo turned away disdainfully, as if he was not interested in what Cheng Gong said. However, when she noticed that Su Yi was smiling at her, she hesitated slightly and raised her neck to Su Yi as a greeting.

"What about you?" Cheng Gong asked the third person.

"Gao Hongjie, tractor driver." The middle-aged man said.

Everyone was stunned and looked at him together.

The middle-aged man scratched his head: "I'm here to repair the car."

"Get out!" Hu Liang glared.

"Okay!" The middle-aged man was not annoyed, he stood up and walked out with a smile.

"We are not affected by off-site factors, let's continue." Cheng Gong said, "Mr. Eleven, may I ask why you want to join our band?"

"You just have to make a living." Su Yi said with a smile, "Besides, I have to confirm something first. If I decide to join, you have to take care of my food and shelter, or advance my remuneration in advance."

Hu Liang's smile was already a little forced, but Cheng Gong's expression did not change and he smiled and said: "It's no problem, don't worry."

He looked at Ding Jianguo again: "What about you, Miss Ding?"

"I'm lovelorn. Let's relieve my boredom." Ding Jianguo said lazily.

"This reason is also... quite sufficient." Cheng Gong laughed, "Then your legs..."

"It's white, long and thin, come and touch it?" Ding Jianguo glanced at him sideways.

"Let's wait another day." Cheng Gong smiled and closed the book in his hand.

"After careful consideration by our organizing committee, with the current conditions of the two of you, it can be said that they meet our requirements very well. Congratulations on joining our band. We will rehearse here on time at seven o'clock tonight!"

After Cheng Gong finished speaking, he stood up and walked out.

Hu Liang was dumbfounded on the spot and hurriedly chased him out.