When they first met, Qin Yiyu saw Nan Yi holding a liquor bottle from the doorway, and thought he was there to collect debts. But he actually said: “I’m forming a band, to participate in a competition. We’re missing a lead vocalist who can play guitar.” Qin Yiyu: Oh, it would be better if he came to collect debts. He agreed in the end, because he didn’t want to give up such a talented bassist. — Later — Nan Yi: Qin Yiyu is my target. Qin Yiyu: (bulb lighting up) likes me. Nan Yi: We can be friends. Qin Yiyu: Understood, lip service friendship1. I don’t mind kissing you even though I’m a straight man. Nan Yi: (inhale) Qin Yiyu: He really loves me. —-— During the competition, no one had high hopes for this new band. Even the staff was talking about it backstage. “The bassist sure is handsome, but you can’t rely on looks to eat. The drummer is said to have a temper so bad that he’s almost beaten people up. The keyboardist seems to be a bank employee who was fired. Coupled with a popular lead vocalist with a terrible personality who had been kicked out of his previous band, how can this kind of makeshift band win?” Yet the four of them were right behind them. Yan Ji: “Get it right, I wasn’t fired but resigned voluntarily, and it was an investment bank, not a bank.” Chi Zhiyang: “What crap are you spewing! How is my temper bad!” Qin Yiyu: “In such a long sentence, only the first four words are worth hearing. A person as perfect as myself, the only people who can insult me are either my close friends, or the reincarnation of the violin— a worthless thing.” Staff: (embarrassed) (cold sweat) (speechless) Nan Yi said coldly: “Excuse me, the grassroot band is about to go on stage.”
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Zhichu
jjwxc
2023
1360 páginas
1d 21h 20m
ISBN-10: B0C23QY9NS
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