Chapter Eighty-Seven: Storms of Wind and Rain Over the Years

  "Classmates, we really have a great affinity. Today was too exciting. The little buddies were all stunned. Alright, you guys play slowly, we're going downstairs to drink." The four people in the 818 dormitory felt that they were like redundant feces in the 918 dormitory now that the singing had stopped, and if they didn't leave, they would be squeezed out sooner or later by the people from 918.

  The students of 818 dormitory hastily waved the wine bottles in their hands and quickly left the 918 dormitory. One of them almost fell down and knocked out his front teeth while running down the stairs due to his hasty footsteps.

  Wang Yong patted his own belly, slammed the dormitory door shut and sneered: "You little rascals, you'd better become obedient quickly, or I'll take action. Once I, the God of Gambling, make a move, they'll immediately be finished."

  He was the first one to rush up facing the August 18 dormitory, but it is unknown what he really did with his hands.

  The people in the dormitory of August 18th fled in a hurry, everyone burst out laughing, and then sat back down to their original positions, picked up the cigarettes on the card table, passed them around, and continued playing mahjong with great enthusiasm, and continued boasting shamelessly.

  Fang Kun, standing beside them with a serious expression, instructed in a timely manner: "Classmates, let's calm down and sing calmly. Our voices were indeed too loud just now, so please all be quiet and show some quality, pay attention to being harmonious with our neighbors."

  The class monitor spoke and was reasonable, so everyone naturally accepted it all, lowering their voices and handling the mahjong tiles in their hands with care, as if they were afraid of being scalded.

  Fang Kun saw that everyone had quieted down and he still had his own things to attend to, so he left the 918 dormitory first.

  Wang Yong sat in the chair, his eyes rolling around, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and asked Lu Feng: "You've been talking about the mechanical troops for half a day, everyone has been singing along with you, and everyone helped you drive people away. Why are you still not saying why you're so happy?"

  Everyone thinks that Xiao Xiao and Lu Ting are being driven by something, dragging on for half a day, what's the reason behind it? If there isn't some explosive reason, then damn it's just a waste of emotions.

  Everyone in the 918 dormitory is so hardworking and singing and dancing together, isn't it a waste?

  Lu Deng smiled and said that he had accidentally found Nie Zhong's guitar store, "Soul Music Instrument Store", in the Xishi District of Tianjing City yesterday. The store specializes in selling rock music equipment.

  I got up early today and went to the store where Nie was, and stayed with him for almost a day.

  Talking about the past, talking about the future, talking about happiness, talking about sadness.

  In short, talk about anything related to music.

  Nie Zhong is a native of Tianjing City, and he was the youngest of the five people in the mechanical squad, now 42 years old. At that time, when the mechanical squad disbanded, he could only stay in Tianjing City and opened this small shop. He usually sells musical instruments and repairs and tunes them for players. When there's nothing to do, he lies on the long chair in the store, wipes his instrument, drinks a little wine, and reminisces about the past.

  He is still a bachelor and has not married yet. His parents have passed away, and he has no family to take care of.

  Felt lost, wandered, and been hurt.

  After all these years of wind and rain, I've finally arrived.

  Nie Zhong recalled the past and couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

  Lu Deng heard the moving part and was also melancholy with moist eyes accompanying him.

  The two of them hit it off and before they knew it, it was noon. They ordered a boxed lunch and opened two bottles of wine to drink.

  Two people chatted and chatted, chatting about Nie Zhong having a second-hand electric guitar drum set and sound system for sale from another disbanded band.

  Nie Zhong saw that Lu Feng was a kindred spirit and wanted to play music urgently, so he had to send those things to Lu Feng on the spot.

  Lu Peng immediately refused Nie Zhong's kindness, knowing how hard the mechanical team was in the past. Now that Nie Zhong has created this soul music store, it's not easy at all. Moreover, those equipment were sold by another band that had disbanded, isn't it just letting Nie Zhong lend him money?

  Moreover, the disbanded band could sell their favorite guy, and it must be heart-wrenching for them. As someone who also loves rock music, I definitely want to show my respect by giving them money through NIE Zhong.

  Nie Zhong smiled calmly and didn't say anything extra, giving himself the best discount. The original price of over 10,000 yuan was reduced to just 4,000 yuan for the purchase. This price was already the lowest, with almost no room for profit.

  Lu Peng was overjoyed and immediately agreed without hesitation, he also knew that being able to buy this set of equipment at such a low price was a huge profit. At the same time, he admired Nie Zhong's kindness even more.

  Xiao Xiao never thought that Lu Feng would actually meet the legendary Nie Zhong, and he couldn't help but also want to see his true appearance and have a drink with him.

  At that time, he must have been overwhelmed with emotions and had tears in his eyes.

  I really hope so.

  That's the inheritance of rock spirit.

  Lu Teng was passionate about forming a band, he knew that gathering so many people in the dormitory, why not let everyone make a donation, take out a little bit, and accumulate sand into a tower, add up to more, and think of a way to deal with the remaining money himself.

  That's also a good idea.

  He began to raise funds for his brothers on September 18th.

  "Little oily, lend us some of the money you've won, to help us organize a band. Once we make some money, we'll pay you back right away." Lu Peng asked Wang Yong with full of hope. He thought that Wang Yong always bragged about his experiences and the number of chicks he had slept with, so he must be the richest among them, and thus targeted him first.

  "I'm broke, you should've told me earlier. I just spent all my money on two prostitutes a few days ago. Damn it, the girls in Tianjing City are so expensive! The service is not even good, they don't even try to entice you, as soon as you're done, they immediately tell you to hurry up and leave, it's really unprofessional." Wang Yong scratched his scalp with his fingers.

  Everyone heard his words and burst out laughing, but didn't know if what he said was true or not.

  "What the...! You're still bragging about winning a lot of money?" Lu Feng saw that he would dodge whenever something happened, and was very unhappy.

  Wang Yong frankly explained that once he had money, he spent it like flowing water, visiting prostitutes, gambling, smoking and drinking, without saving a single penny. Now he really has no money, but if he did, he would definitely sponsor the band.

  "Ziwei, isn't your family running a restaurant? I won't let you treat me to finding a mistress, instead, give our band some sponsorship and we'll give your family's restaurant some free advertising. This way, it's good for both of us." Lu Feng took another jab at Ziwei, not willing to let go of this golden opportunity in the food industry.

  "My family is wealthy, four thousand yuan to me is like a hair on nine cows. Qi Wei put his right thumb and index finger together in front of his eyes, blew lightly, and rubbed the two fingers together, saying to Lu Peng."

  Lu Peng heard him say that and thought it was promising, saying: "Since it's just one hair, then just take it out directly. Don't make me anxious."

  "But." Zhiwei suddenly changed the subject, withdrawing his right hand and placing it on the table. "You know, the richer people are, the more stingy they become. My dad is a frugal person who controls money very strictly, to the point of being extremely miserly. Although just this one hair, I really can't even get that out." He shook his head in shame.

  "Damn it!" Lu Peng was disappointed to the extreme when he heard that he had money but couldn't take it out. Looking at his curly hair, he really wanted to pull one out.

  Looking at the remaining two people, Li Wei is now in the midst of entrepreneurship, dedicated and paying out, with no income to speak of. Han Tong was too shy to say anything on their first meeting.

  Lu Peng was now speechless, thinking that he had already agreed with Nie Zhong in the daytime and believed that he could get the money in a few days. He would go to his place to pick up the goods after two days. But apart from a few hundred yuan for living expenses, he didn't have any money at all. Originally, Nie Zhong said that if things couldn't be done on time, wouldn't he be an idiot?

  Stupidity is one thing, but what's most important is that it's too ungrateful.

  Four thousand yuan may not be a lot, but after all, I am still a student with no income, where can I get it from? Do I have to ask my parents for it?

  Parents can afford it anyway.

  But they always just wanted to study well and get into college, so they were opposed to their own rock band activities. In the three years of high school, skipping class, fooling around, and messing around, they didn't know how much anger they had towards themselves.

  Parents are gradually aging and frail, I am already a grown-up who understands things, and absolutely cannot make them angry again.

  Otherwise, I would be unfilial.

  "My god! Nobody can be blamed." Lu Feng's temper was straightforward, and when he couldn't think of a solution, he sat on the bed in frustration.

  Everyone lowered their heads and played mahjong, gently pressing the square mahjong tiles onto the table, without making a sound. No one spoke.

  This annoying silence makes people feel like they're being bombed even if someone just farts.

  Actually, everyone else is also unable to and too embarrassed to ask their own family for more money.

  "If no one is reliable, then I'll just have to take care of myself." Xiao Xiao turned around and threw the revolver onto the bed, pulled out a handbag, opened the chain, took out 5,000 yuan and tossed it onto the mahjong table.

  Fifty red chips scattered all over, like clusters of red blood, dyeing the mahjong table red.

  Lu Peng saw the red tickets on the mahjong table, and with a delighted smile, he jumped down from the bed, hugged Xiao Xiao and exclaimed: "Damn it! You little guy got rich. Did you win the lottery?"

  "Siao siao smiled and said: 'No, I've sold myself.'"

  "It's raining money!" The four people playing mahjong saw the money and suddenly opened their eyes, the atmosphere rose, and they shouted loudly. They didn't care about the volume anymore.

  They used their hands to rake in the money on the table, casually picked up a note and held it under the light to see if it was genuine.

  Wang Yong asked anxiously beside him if Xiao Xiao had sold herself to a rich woman, and if so, it was too little money for a virgin to toss around all day, not even enough to buy a waist supplement.

  Others looked at Xiao Xiao with great interest, all wanting to know where he got this money from.

  Xiao hastily put a cigarette in his mouth, lit it and took a drag, striking a pose as if to launch into a long speech. He explained how he had gone to Xie Zhan's company today to sign the contract, and then ran into Gai Shi, giving him 10,000 yuan. Then he met Ai Chuan and gave him 5,000 yuan, making it all clear.

  "What? You've signed with Xie Zhan? The University of Sports is the archenemy of our Agricultural University, how could you sign with him?" Han Tong knew about the fight between the two universities and was worried about Xiao's actions.

  "My god, how can I make money if I don't sign a contract? Buy instruments with my dick? Besides, school is school, and people are people, they're not the same thing at all. I'll definitely bring down the sports university sooner or later." Xiao Xiao argued furiously.

  Everyone thinks what he said is also right, but 20,000 yuan, just let him give it to someone else so casually for 15,000, and the remaining 5,000 yuan is left, his heart is as wide as the ocean.

  After all, this kind of person is indeed worthy of admiration.

  Awesome! Everyone cast admiring glances at Xiao Xiao.

  Lu Peng heard about Xiao Xiao's experience of giving out money today and was in favor of it. He just worried that he would be busy with work after finding a job, and would have time to play the band together? Things should be done from start to finish.

  If you have three hearts and two minds, you will probably end up with nothing accomplished.

  He let out a hearty laugh and said, "Well, who made me sell myself? No big deal, I'll just pretend to be a noble during the day and practice at night. Besides, who knows when this noble thing will happen? By then, maybe we'll have written over ten songs and can release an album. The album sells platinum, earns tens of millions, and buys back the noble title. And those models there, I'll give them to everyone." He thought about the aura and temperament of those models at the noble's place, and his heart itched with desire.

  Lu Teng was thrilled to hear that he could release an album. He thought again, since the contract had already been signed, it would have to be this way for now.

  "Oh, several tens of millions, buying a set of honor, dividing the model." The others in the dormitory heard that they could divide the model and shouted loudly.

  Wang Yong snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "How about this, you don't have to buy any musical instruments or organize a band for now. You're just doing it for the money anyway, right? With the money, you can buy a nice car, find a mistress... that's all there is to it. So, give me the 5,000 yuan first, and I'll get a Hong Kong-Macau pass, take a boat to Macau, and have some fun at the casino. If we win a few million, we can come back and split it evenly, and we'll all be rich! What do you think, Xiao Mo Guai and Red Hair Ghost?"

  "Oh, rich guy, driving a luxurious car, looking for a mistress." The others in the dormitory heard that they could become rich and shouted loudly again.

  Swish swish, a flash of lightning struck, and with one slap on each of their heads, he cursed: "You bunch of bastards, you really are blinded by money. Earlier when I asked you to take out your wallets, not one of you farted. Now that we're talking about tens of millions, buying luxury cars, finding models, opening high-end clubs, and finding mistresses, all of you are rushing forward like madmen."

  Everyone covered their heads and looked at Xiao Xiao with a daze.

  "Damn you, how did you even think of that?" Lu Teng snatched the money from Wang Yong's hand and held the fifty 100-yuan bills in his hand, his eyes filled with excitement, his voice trembling: "What do they mean by forming a band to make money? Forming a band is for a dream, a youthful and reckless dream. When you're old, you'll look back on this dream and still feel your blood boiling, and you'll never regret it."

  Wang Yong pouted his small mouth and apologized to Lu Feng, "I was wrong, Red-Haired Devil." He said this, suddenly stood up from the chair, pointed to the sky with his right hand, and loudly declared: "From today on, I, Little Oil, am your band's first fan, till death do us part."

  "And us." The others stood up, pointing their right index fingers at the sky, swearing to support the Fire Youth Band forever.

  The four of them were furious, their anger was so intense that it seemed to pierce the sky. Fang's youthful passion and hot blood were unbearable.

  Lu Peng looked at this scene, turned his head to Xiao Xiao, his mouth twitching, and said: "Thank you, I can answer Nie Zhong now. Our band can be formed, we have a fan club. Still the same sentence: With you here, it's great."

  Xiao Xiao saw him lose his voice and get emotional, and couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart. He patted his shoulder and smiled calmly: "What's with the thanks? If you thank me again, I'll get anxious. Come on, let's sing loudly and wildly, ignite our youth, put this dark world into our stomachs and turn it into blood, and in this cold universe, let's recklessly and freely sow some wildness."

  The others in the dormitory were all pointing and staring, seeing Xiao Xiao and Lu Feng's affectionate and intimate relationship, which they had never seen before between brothers. Their hearts softened, and they couldn't help but be moved to tears.