He Xiao's performance was incomparable to the little boy's. Almost at the same time when He Xiao finished, several people at the next table applauded and shouted for an encore. And such a performance was worth paying for. After the little boy stood up, several people took the initiative to give him money.
The little boy went over to collect the money, came back to eat the noodles, and finally thanked He Xiao and the others, then left with his guitar.
After the little boy left, the heated atmosphere returned to calm, with only a few people at other tables looking at He Xiao from time to time.
The band has been established for so many years, and everyone has become accustomed to the audience's gaze. Compared to being stared at, Qi Yuan was more concerned about the song He Xiao just sang.
"New song?" Qi Yuan asked He Xiao after the little boy left.
Not only had the people present heard this song before, but it was also the first time for the band members to hear it. He Xiao usually recorded the song after it was almost finished, and then played it for them to listen to and then played the chords. Recently, He Xiao said that he was writing a new song, and it seemed that he had finished it.
The reason why Howling Passing has developed so vigorously is also related to He Xiao's abundant inspiration. In Qi Yuan's opinion, He Xiao is like a spring, with endless inspiration. And every new song is like fresh spring water, clear and sweet.
"Yeah. Just finished writing." He Xiao said.
"Then let's listen to it and rehearse it during the day tomorrow, and then perform it on the way home in the evening. Sister Zhi said that she hopes we can perform new songs at tomorrow's performance." Qi Yuan said.
Guitu is the largest livehouse in Huaicheng. The owner Huang Zhi used to be in a band. After the band disbanded, she founded Guitu. Although Huaicheng is not a big city, the band culture is very well developed. Many local bands are well-known throughout the country. Guitu will have a band performance every once in a while, and many music fans from other places will come to listen to the songs.
Huang Zhi's previous band was doing well, but as the band developed, it encountered problems of varying sizes and disbanded. This is a normal operation for a band. The fact that a band like Howling Passing has been able to develop to this day without disbanding is also related to the core cohesion of the band.
Qi Yuan was in charge of the band's performance plan, and he and Huang Zhi had always had a good relationship. As the boss of Guitu, Huang Zhi naturally hoped that the new songs of the more popular bands could be performed in her store, which would also help attract fans.
After all, although it is a livehouse, the starting point is still to have more traffic and make more money.
Regarding these matters, He Xiao always did what Qi Yuan said. After Qi Yuan finished speaking, He Xiao agreed.
"OK."
"Okay, I'll tell Sister Zhi right away."
As he spoke, Qi Yuan took out his cell phone.
While Qi Yuan was using his mobile phone to contact Huang Zhi on WeChat, the two girls at a few tables in the distance who had been looking over here finally stood up from their seats and walked over here.
The girl was not very old, looked to be in her early twenties, and was dressed fashionably and exquisitely. After arriving at their table, one of the more lively girls smiled and asked He Xiao.
"You guys whizzed by, didn't you?"
As soon as the girl spoke, the four men at the table looked up at them.
"He Xiao, Qi Yuan, Lin Ye, Ji Bang..." The girl's eyes fell on the four people and she called out their names one by one. After calling out their names, the girl's eyes were filled with surprise and she said, "It's really you. I just heard He Xiao singing, but I didn't dare to recognize him. Hello, I'm your fan."
While the girl was speaking enthusiastically, Qi Yuan had already looked up from his phone screen. After the girl finished speaking, Qi Yuan laughed and said, "It's our fans who didn't recognize Xiao after hearing him sing?"
After Qi Yuan finished speaking, several people at the table started laughing.
The girl was a little embarrassed by the teasing, but she quickly adjusted her expression and said with a smile: "That's because it's the first time I've chased you so closely. We are all from other places, and we've only seen you at music festivals before, which was too far away. This time we came here specifically for your performance on the way home tomorrow."
"Really? Where are you from?" Jibang asked.
"From South City." said the girl.
After the girl finished speaking, Lin Ye smiled and said, "That's quite far."
"That music festival in South City was my first time going there, and I became a fan of you guys right after I went there," said the girl.
As the girl spoke, she looked down at He Xiao who was sitting next to her. She smiled and said, "I didn't expect that you look even more handsome when I see you up close."
The band Howling Passing was established six years ago. The band members are all young people in their twenties. At the music festival, the four of them received a lot of screams as soon as they appeared. Regardless of whether they sang well or not, the four of them looked like a boy band standing there.
Compared with boy bands, the band has a free and rebellious temperament, and the hormones released invisibly are even more fascinating.
The music festival was over and the girl wanted to ask them for autographs, but they left after the performance.
"I didn't expect to meet you here. I'm so lucky." said the girl with a smile.
After she finished speaking, the girl seemed to remember something and took out her phone and said, "Can I add your contact information? This way, I can keep track of your performances at any time."
As she spoke, the girl looked at He Xiao and called out with a smile.
"He Xiao."
After the girl said this, her intention to add He Xiao's contact information was obvious. Although they are both idols and fans, the culture of bands and the entertainment industry is quite different. In the entertainment industry, stars and fans will never add contact information directly. In bands, adding fans' contact information is very common.
After the girl called He Xiao's name, she said another sentence.
"I live in the Hilton next to the way back. If you have time, you can come and play with us."
After the girl finished speaking, the band members looked at each other, and the expressions in their eyes revealed some profound meanings.
"I didn't bring my phone."
While the other three people were exchanging glances, He Xiao said this to the girl. After hearing what He Xiao said, the girl looked around He Xiao. He really didn't have his phone with him, and as for whether he had it on him, after he said this, the girl couldn't let him take it.
The girl was not discouraged by He Xiao's tactful rejection. She looked up at Qi Yuan, who was holding a mobile phone and chatting with Huang Zhi.
"Then can I add you?" the girl asked with a smile, "When the time comes, send me He Xiao's contact information and I'll add him."
After the girl said this, Qi Yuan, who had been standing aside, looked a little puzzled. He glanced at He Xiao next to him helplessly, then looked at the girl and said.
"So you think of me as a bridge for your friendship."
After Qi Yuan finished speaking, the girl smiled and said, "What? I wanted to add you, too, but I happened to be next to He Xiao, so I asked him first."
"Add me, add me." Qi Yuan said, and gave her his QR code, but at the same time reminded her: "But I dare not give you Xiao's contact information, it depends on whether he is willing to do so."
The girl scanned Qi Yuan's QR code, and after hearing what he said, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes. But Qi Yuan and the others were still looking at her, so the girl didn't show her disappointment too obviously, and just smiled.
"Oh well."
After the girl added Qi Yuan on WeChat, she chatted with a few people for a while. Generally, the relationship between the band and the fans is not too distant, and Qi Yuan would also create an atmosphere. Later, the girl and her friend left with their phones.
After they left, Qi Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at He Xiao and jokingly asked, "Should I send her A Xiao's WeChat?"
After Qi Yuan finished joking, He Xiao looked up at him. Even though there was no emotion in the man's eyes, Qi Yuan immediately put away his carelessness when he looked at him.
"I will definitely not push it!" Qi Yuan promised.
After Qi Yuan finished speaking, He Xiao withdrew his gaze.
In fact, since the band was formed, there have been many cases of fans adding them on WeChat, and there are even more people like the girl who asked for Jia He Xiao's WeChat.
But He Xiao never added it.
Bands don't have as many restrictions as celebrities in the entertainment industry, and it's not uncommon for band members to date or sleep with fans. When the girl was talking to He Xiao, her intentions were already very clear.
But He Xiao has never been interested in this.
After He Xiao withdrew his gaze, Qi Yuan looked in the direction of the girl's table. While he was talking to He Xiao, the girl sent him a WeChat message, reminding him to push He Xiao's WeChat to him.
It seems that she likes He Xiao very much.
However, Qi Yuan would never dare to send He Xiao's WeChat to her without He Xiao's consent.
Thinking of this, Qi Yuan couldn't help but think of the countless peach blossoms he had blocked for He Xiao as a "bridge of friendship". Qi Yuan withdrew his gaze from the girl and fell on He Xiao.
"By the way, this girl is pretty good-looking. Xiao, why don't you like her?"
"So what do you like?"
Qi Yuan and He Xiao have known each other since childhood and have been best friends since they grew up. Qi Yuan has had many relationships by the age of 23, but He Xiao, who is obsessed with music all day long, has never been in love.
Not only that, the songs of the band Howling Pass have never been about love.
After Qi Yuan asked, Lin Ye and Ji Bang also looked at He Xiao curiously. Being looked at like this by the members, He Xiao said, "Like what I like."
Qi Yuan: “…”
You really know how to talk nonsense.
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The meal lasted until the early morning.
After a few people had finished eating, they dispersed.
Qi Yuan and the other two took a taxi back home. After He Xiao got in the taxi, he reported to the band rehearsal room.
Bands like Howling Passing have no shortage of performances, and their appearance fees are neither high nor low, which can cover the band's daily expenses. Their band has its own separate rehearsal room, and on nights when there are no performances, He Xiao spends most of his time in the rehearsal room writing songs.
The song he sang at the food stall today, He Xiao made some temporary changes while singing, and it was much better than what he had written before. After arriving at the rehearsal room, He Xiao reorganized the song, and by the time he had typed out the music scores that the members had rehearsed during the day, it was already past two in the morning.
He Xiao glanced at the time displayed on his mobile phone, removed his fingers from the keyboard, stood up and left the rehearsal room.
The band rehearsal room was not far from the residential area where He Xiao lived. It was just a street and three traffic lights away. He Xiao took a taxi and it took him back to the residential area a few minutes later.
He Xiao got out of the car and returned to the apartment building where he lived.
It was a little after two in the morning in the apartment building, and there was silence everywhere in the darkness. He Xiao got off the elevator, and the sound of the elevator door closing woke up the voice-activated light in the corridor. The voice-activated light lit up, and He Xiao walked to his door. When he walked to the door, He Xiao saw something hanging on his door handle.
He Xiao took a look at it and took it down.
This is a simple food paper box, the kind used in ordinary dessert shops to store desserts. The box is white and has no logo, but there is a sticky note on it, explaining its origin.
[I don’t know how to thank you for what happened this evening. This is the egg tart I made myself. I hope you don’t dislike it. - Tang Miao]
There was a line of words written on the sticky note, and the handwriting was as delicate as a woman's. He Xiao looked at the sticky note, and his expression did not change. He raised his hand and hung the box on the door handle next door.
After doing all this, He Xiao opened the door and went home.
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