Unemployment at the beginning, I let the big devil of the music world return

morning.

Sunny weather.

Jiang Yang was wearing a suit, and Li Qingning drove him to the road outside the small theater.

Zhuang Qi and third brother are already waiting.

Jiang Yang kissed Li Qingning, and was about to get out of the car, Li Qingning grabbed him, straightened his suit, then let him go, then lowered the window, and said to Zhuang Qi: "Drive slowly."

Zhuang Qi: "Don't worry! Absolutely return your husband whole."

Li Qingning smiled, put on his sunglasses, and drove away.

Several people stood together on the street.

Jiang Yang looked up, early autumn is coming soon, the sky is a bit high, blue and blue, not at all like the weather where they are going to a funeral, but this is life.

He glanced back, and there was one more person, "This is—"

Zhuang Qi: "The little boss of the supermarket. Xiaozhu has to go to school, and it happens that he can play a little suona, so let him play a guest role."

The owner of the supermarket came up to shake hands, "I learned to play musical instruments when I was young, so I can do it."

The third brother also reassured Jiang Yang, "Xiaozhu will teach him the suona of our tune as soon as school is over."

Jiang Yang: "Then report—"

Didn't Zhang Zhu say his father was reported by the supermarket owner?
The supermarket owner hurriedly raised his hand and swore to the sky, "If I report it, I will be struck by lightning—"

boom!
The owner of the supermarket was startled by a loud noise. He turned his head and saw that it was the shop next door loading the tricycle.

"Look at you scared."

The third brother Zhi Le said, "Under the offensive of Latiao, how can Zhang Zhu care about his father?"

Jiang Yang thinks it makes sense, "Latiao is quite addictive."

The boss of the supermarket took out two packs from the bag very smoothly.

He figured it out. In this band, this thing is hard currency.

Jiang Yang thanked him, and suddenly found that the suits that the third brother and the others were wearing fit quite well.

"you--"

Jiang Yang thought for a while, "Wouldn't it be a long time to prepare for the funeral."

The third brother said that can't be done, if they really do this, what will the fans think of them in the future? "This dress was made by Lao Zhuang in the morning."

Zhuang Qi nodded and said that although the clothes did not fit as well as the custom-made ones, they were not bad.

Shitou: "It's a lot of money."

Zhuang Qi said that there is no rush, this is what he should do as a manager, after the band has made money, it will be fine.

"Let's go."

Jiang Yang greeted.

The car is on the opposite side, and the musical instruments have already been put in the car.

There are two cars in total, Shitou Kai Tool Cart and Meng Zhang Fei are in the front, and the rest are in the back, sitting in Zhuang Qi's car.

Hong Shan sighed in the car, "Performing at a funeral—it's weird."

Zhuang Qi, who was driving, thought it was great, "Music should be like this!"

Now everyone knows how Zhuang Qi got sick.

The third brother told them not to be so sure, "The family members don't know whether to let us sing."

"Sing!"

Zhuang Qi said that he must sing, this is what they promised the old man, not to mention that the old man is the first fan of the band.

Even if they are not allowed to sing, they have to find a place to sing a song and see off the old man.

"Stop the car."

Jiang Yang saw a pharmacy. After the car stopped, Jiang Yang went in and bought two boxes of hawthorn pills, then returned to the car and continued walking.

After half an hour, they arrived at their destination.

They came early, before the ceremony started, the relatives of the uncle's family stood together in twos and threes.

When Jiang Yang and the others got out of the car, they attracted many people's attention.

no way.

Seven or eight people in black suits got out of the two cars, even if they were ugly, they would still attract people's attention.

What if it comes to mess things up.

Besides—

Jiang Yang is not bad after he puts on a suit, he can be edited by the most handsome thug in a suit.

After Jiang Yang was replaced in the morning, the Great Demon King was very satisfied with this work of art, and took several photos in a row and sent them to her cat master's trumpet.Of course, his identity has been found out now, but as long as he does not admit it, he is a trumpet.

Aunt is in front of the museum.

She was a little haggard, but she was in good spirits, and she could still see the majesty when playing mahjong.

They walked up to the aunt, and Shitou knew the etiquette, and he took the lead: "Aunt, my condolences will change."

The aunt nodded, "Okay, okay."

Jiang Yang looked at the mourning hall, "Auntie, our band—is it too lively in such a quiet place?"

"When it's lively, it has to be lively."

The aunt said that the uncle likes their band, not only because it sounds like Errenzhuan from his hometown, but also because it is lively.

Every day when I get home, there are just the two of them in the house, deserted, and the only thing I can do after eating is to watch TV. I don’t know what to do when I turn off the TV. The square is lively.

If their band happened to go out to perform, the uncle would still feel a little regretful.

The band gathers popularity.

With the presence of bands, the small square is full of vitality. Both old and young people will stand on the square.

That is much more lively than at home.

That is pretty much the pastime of the day, the hope, and the meaning of old age.Just now those grandpas and aunts, don’t look at what the band is singing, but if their band is really missing in the small square, it’s like missing a backbone.

"Not afraid of excitement."

The aunt paused, "If you think it's bad for the band—"

"Nothing bad."

The third brother said hurriedly.

He glanced at Jiang Yang, "Then let's prepare."

Jiang Yang said to go see off the uncle first.

They walked to the mourning hall and bowed together. After placing the flowers in front of the photo, Jiang Yang put two boxes of hawthorn pills beside them.

Standing next to her was a high school girl——

Probably, she looked at Jiang Yang at that age.

Jiang Yang nodded to her.

The third brother and the others went to prepare.

Zhuang Qi and Jiang Yang stood by and waited, and Jiang Yang leaned against the wall.

He didn't like the atmosphere.

Zhuang Qi suddenly said with emotion: "Suddenly I understand your wife's "Dear" a little bit."

Just after Yaya's father passed away, Li Qingning wrote the song for Yaya.

The uncle was listening to music in the square the day before yesterday, and he was lying there in a blink of an eye. Time, what a fucking thing.Obviously nothing has changed, but in an instant, everything has changed, "There is a kind of—"

Zhuang Qi stopped, looking for words.

Jiang Yang blurted out, "In a blink of an eye, time flies like lightning—"

"Yep."

Zhuang Qi nodded, "As expected of a great screenwriter!"

Jiang Yang shook his head, "This is the lyrics."

Zhuang Qi wondered: "What song, why haven't I heard it before?"

This stumped Jiang Yang.

He only remembered a line of lyrics, or this line of lyrics came out of his mind out of feeling. Jiang Yang didn't even know which song it came from, but he remembered a trace of the melody, even the previous world, or the current world are not sure.

but--

Jiang Yang took out his mobile phone and sent the lyrics to Li Qingning, maybe he sang it in his dream.

Soon.

Li Qingning returned the voice.

Jiang Yang clicked on the voice, and the ethereal soft humming of the Great Demon King came from the mobile phone, "Why in a blink of an eye, time flies like electricity, the years that cannot be seen clearly, the past that cannot be erased, are like a gust of wind, blowing away the grace and resentment..."

a cappella.

Good to hear.

It makes people fall into a kind of regret and sadness that they have to say goodbye to those who have been with them all the time.

Jiang Yang stretched out his mobile phone, "Here, this song."

Zhuang Qi: ...

"A new song that your wife didn't release."

Zhuang Qi said that I would be damned if I knew, "You guys are so affectionate, you really abuse dogs all the time."

"but--"

After complaining, he patted Jiang Yang on the shoulder, "It's pretty good."

It's quite enviable.

Zhuang Qi said that the song was quite melancholy, so he went out to smoke a cigarette.

Jiang Yang played it again. This song is quite sad on this occasion.

There is not only the sadness that time flies like electricity, but also the infinite nostalgia and regret for the "indelible past".