Chapter 27 Part 2

Lu Yan sat on the steps and sighed, realizing that not only had the sun not risen today, but he and Xiao Heng had also both been laid off.

Lu Yan sat on the steps for a while longer. During this time, Brother Wei happened to come downstairs to throw out the trash. He was startled to see the two of them standing there in the corridor. "What are you two doing sitting here?"

Xiao Heng didn't know what to say and pointed at Lu Yan. "Ask him."

Lu Yan didn't know what to say either, finally just saying, "It's all because the weather is bad today."

Brother Wei was confused, pushed the door open, and went out.

With a "clang," the security door at the entrance closed.

A thought randomly popped into Lu Yan's head: this area's illegal industries are actually quite developed. If you want to find a job, you can find anything. Although that young master said he 'stopped playing a long time ago,' out of so many jobs, why did he specifically choose an internet cafe? Why did he have to go and be a network administrator?

"Let's go." Xiao Heng straightened up, interrupting his thoughts.

Lu Yan stood up and walked up a few steps, then remembered something. "A few days ago, Brother Wei's fridge broke. After he made dumplings, he stuffed them into my fridge. I'll steal some out later. You want some?"

Xiao Heng saw through his intentions at once. "You're afraid Brother Wei will beat you, and you can't take it."

Lu Yan: "...Fuck, so are you eating or not?"

Xiao Heng: "Eating."

Xiao Heng added, "Call me when they're cooked."

After going upstairs and back to his room, Lu Yan sat on his bed and rummaged through his clothes. Just as he was planning to take a shower before boiling the dumplings, the phone in his back pocket vibrated along with the bedframe.

-Wanna come out for a meal tomorrow? Bring me two little cakes, that new product you mentioned last time.

The sender was Li Zhen.

A few days ago, in order to boost his sales performance, Lu Yan had pestered everyone he knew from the underground band scene.

Lying on the bed, Lu Yan replied: All gone.

Li Zhen: Sold that well???

Li Zhen: Didn't you say you couldn't sell them?!

Lu Yan replied: Dude, I, got laid off.

Li Zhen: ...

"How long have you even been working? Has it even been two full weeks before you got laid off?" Li Zhen's call came quickly. He was still teaching at the music store, surrounded by the sound of students practicing double strokes.

They had probably just started practicing the double strokes; the tempo was only forty bpm, and the volume of each hit was uneven.

Lu Yan: "Nope."

Li Zhen: "So have you found your next job?"

Lu Yan scratched his hair and said, "I'll check the part-time job websites later."

"Your students' skills aren't very good," Lu Yan said after listening to the drumming on the other end for a while. "Have you been teaching them properly?"

Li Zhen defended his students. "Can you not be so demanding? They've only been learning for a few months! You think this is a band recruitment!"

Speaking of 'band recruitment,' Lu Yan remembered the out-of-this-world guitarist Li Zhen had mentioned last time.

He would also wander over to the Air-Raid Shelter when he was free, but he had never run into him. He did, however, hear descriptions from others that were more or less the same as what Li Zhen had said. In summary, it boiled down to two words: Fucking awesome!

"Yellow hair, yellow like straw. Tall and thin, looks quite delicate and pretty. Shouldn't be too old, I think maybe not even twenty. He's really amazing, a natural-born guitar player." This was a description an Air-Raid Shelter witness gave Lu Yan.

Thinking of this, Lu Yan asked, "That guitarist you mentioned last time, have you run into him since?"

Li Zhen: "You mean that awesome yellow-haired kid? I ran into him at the Underground Bar a few days ago."

The Underground Bar, besides the Air-Raid Shelter, was the place where the most underground bands gathered. They had monthly events, inviting various bands to perform.

Li Zhen recalled that he was at the bar drinking a beer that day, with Spades Band performing on stage, when he saw that dazzling head of yellow hair stroll in through the entrance.

Having hung out with Lu Yan for a long time, his skill in being thick-skinned had also improved.

He went over to chat with the yellow-haired kid. "Bro."

The yellow-haired kid's face was illuminated by the colorful lights. He scanned the bar for a long time, carefully looking at every face, before finally letting his gaze fall on Li Zhen.

Li Zhen became even more certain that this bro was here looking for someone. He puffed out his chest and said, "Who are you looking for? I know everyone in the underground scene!"

The yellow-haired kid looked at him and only spoke after a long pause.

"He said he was looking for the most handsome person here who also played the guitar the best!" Li Zhen still found it incredible thinking about it now.

The most handsome.

And played the guitar the best.

Lu Yan also found this requirement very surreal. "Did he really say that?"

"Really. Do we even have someone like that here?!" Li Zhen let out a soul-searching question over the phone.

"As for the best guitar player," Lu Yan mused, "the guitarist from Rubik's Cube Band?"

Li Zhen said, "But that bro's looks are a bit tragic! Maybe he was in a car accident before?"

Lu Yan: "...It's not impossible. Should we ask?"

Li Zhen: "..."

The two chatted for a while before there was a knock on the door.

It was followed by Xiao Heng's voice, sounding like a lord. "Are they cooked yet?"

The man's lazy voice traveled to Li Zhen's end. Li Zhen asked, "Why do I hear a man's voice? Who is it?"

Only then did Lu Yan remember that he had to invite the young master to steal and eat Brother Wei's dumplings. He sat up from the bed and said, "Alright, I'm hanging up."

Li Zhen: "You..."

The call ended.

Li Zhen held his phone, shocked that a random dude had appeared out of nowhere in his lead singer's home.

He was in the corridor outside the drum classroom. Just before pushing the door open to go in, he suddenly remembered the other part of the question from earlier: there was one person who was the most handsome.

The vocalist of their V-Team was unmatched in looks throughout the entire underground scene.

Li Zhen shook his head again at this thought.

This most handsome person played the guitar terribly.

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[This yellow-haired kid is not the same person as the guy in the yellow T-shirt from school! One plays guitar, the other plays bass!]