"Come on, rehearse again... One, Two, Three! let's go——"
A slightly majestic shout fell. In the activity room with bright and clean windows, there were guitars, drums, electronic keyboards, and the occasional harmonica. The sounds and movements of several instruments were combined into a familiar song melody, swirling passionately.
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The sound insulation effect of the room is good. A few beating notes floating out of the window, together with the afterglow of the sun at 4:30 in the afternoon, fall on the empty and quiet campus. It will not affect the main teaching building in front. Only the playground next door.
Students taking physical education classes, as well as faculty and staff who have free time to play ball, would look over here for a few times during their exercise breaks, and then they wouldn't care.
The overall rhythm of middle school is quite tight, both for students and teachers. However, this private aristocratic school located in the old city is an exception. Here, students' academic performance is also valued, but in addition to
In addition, there is also the teaching ambition to develop students' overall quality in an all-round way.
Whether it can actually be achieved, or whether it is just a gimmick to balance the high tuition fees, etc., let’s not consider the evaluation for the time being. I will only say that thanks to such a school purpose, students’ extracurricular life has indeed become quite rich and diverse.
Entertainment and leisure facilities, as well as various societies that are normally found on university campuses, are basically all available here.
For example, the activity room where the music is now heard is located in a large five-story building, which is specially used to accommodate various clubs in the school. It is not a small undertaking.
Therefore, although it is the normal teaching time of the last class, the teachers and students are accustomed to the bustle there. What's more, the few little guys who are rehearsing are quite famous in the school.
He is considered a celebrity...
After more than ten minutes, the melody gradually stopped, and the two songs just ended.
"Wenting, you performed well...Dandan, you deserted again, the drum set is slow to come in..." In the slightly empty activity room, there are power strips scattered on the floor. Behind the electronic piano, a band wearing pure white cotton T-shirts and trousers
The captain, our jelly bean boy, was making comments and summaries with a serious look on his face.
"I know, my leader." With a long and funny voice, the little girl named Dandan held the drumsticks in her hands and crossed them in front of her body. She blocked the fingers that pointed at the jelly beans. She laughed and laughed, then dropped them and touched them again.
Belly, "But I'm a little hungry. How about we eat something first? I'll make sure I can concentrate when I'm full!"
"Still eating!? Just now you ate several wafers and drank half a bottle of yogurt. Most of the band's activity funds have gone into your stomach..." He raised his hand to his forehead, Tangdou Tongshou looked angry.
, turned around, only to see the eyes of the other two friends flashing with desire, and suddenly waved helplessly, "Okay, okay, let's take a rest first."
"Yeah, long live the leader!"
"Manager Ren, open the blood replenishment station quickly, I want chocolate sandwich cookies!"
"I want potato chips..."
In fact, there was no need for the little girls to chirp and urge. The boy with a flat head on the side had already put away his harmonica, walked to the corner of the activity room, opened a wooden cabinet marked 'Little Friends Band Blood Replenishment Station', and took out a large handful of snacks.
Feed accurately one by one.
Finally, he took the bag of shrimp crackers and walked to Tang Bean and handed it over.
"Thank you, you should eat it too. The dried meat is just for you. They don't like it... Dandan, stop here, don't steal it!"
The boy with a flat head is naturally Ren Buping. He is a member of the Little Friends Band and the founder of the band. Although his participation in the rehearsals and performances is not high, it is mainly because he can play the musical instrument, suona and erhu harmonica, and the orchestra as a whole
The styles don't match very well, so they look a bit sketchy.
Usually he is mainly responsible for some logistical tasks, such as running errands, moving musical instruments, etc. Oh, and there is also the important task assigned by Tangdou himself, which is to take care of the club's important supplies, that is, the wooden cabinet of the band's blood replenishment station. Only he has the key.
Because Ren Buping was the only member of the opposite sex in the band, Tangdou was worried that he would be soft-hearted and unable to withstand the sisters' demands and control the keys, so he gave the keys to him. Over time, the latter also earned the nickname "General Manager".
Of course it was not a sarcasm. The girls meant it without any derogatory meaning. Of course, Ren Buping didn't care about it. He rubbed his palms and said hesitantly: "Captain, um, do you still need to rehearse later?"
"Let me check the time, um, are you busy?" Looking at Ren Buping, who was a little embarrassed, Tangdou responded quickly. This also made the former hesitate even more, scratching his head, "Well, some relatives are coming, I have to leave early.
Go pick it up..."
If Zong Qing and other members of Kyushu Rise were to see Ren Buping's current state of expression, they would be shocked and relieved. It's not easy. This child finally no longer walks alone and goes straight. He finally understands the collective concept and knows
asked for leave……
This is actually the case. Campus life has indeed changed a lot, especially for this small group called the Little Friends Band, which is also known as the crybaby girl group. Everyone rehearses together, performs together, and organizes gatherings from time to time.
Living together day and night gave Ren Buping a somewhat unfamiliar sense of belonging.
Of course, Tangdou wouldn't think so much. When he heard that it was a private matter, he stopped asking any more questions. He picked up the phone and said, "It's okay. If you need something, just go and do it. I will help you with the teacher."
The aristocratic school naturally adopts a closed management. After all, most of the students who go to school here have unusual backgrounds. For safety reasons, the entrance and exit of the school will inevitably be stricter. However, club activities are still quite free, as long as the girl is the leader of the orchestra.
Nodding, letting the team members finish school early is just a trivial matter.
Ren Buping nodded gratefully: "Okay, then I'll leave first."
"Yeah, by the way, don't forget to bring a few bags of dried meat to eat on the road."
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Leaving the activity room and going downstairs along the corridor, the sun was setting on the horizon. When he walked to the playground, Ren Buping took out a palm-sized black notepad from his pocket and opened it. The pages inside were filled with streets.
The addresses, at first glance, have nothing to do with each other.
It is estimated that only Ren Buping himself knows that this is the place where Wai Guoren often hangs out in Lingjiang City that he compiled. Most of the addresses on the first two pages are marked with horizontal lines in black ink, indicating that they have been visited and investigated.
Passed.
Okay, this method is a bit stupid, but I have to say that compared to waiting at the airport a few days ago, it is a significant improvement, but the result... Today is Wednesday, and a full day has passed since the explosion in the western suburbs that night.
For four days, he got nothing.
It's normal. Now this is not Ren Buping's mission alone. The team members led by Shao Bai are also following up the search, but the latter's direction is a little different from his.
The agent named Cyril, according to the judgment of the base, has no value in continuing to follow up. The probability of a mature agent staying in place after being alerted is too low. They are tracking the whereabouts of another group of people.
I heard that there are already some clues. Only Ren Buping is still looking for Cyril...
This was the mission he received from the very beginning.
Flipping the paper back and forth, Ren Buping finally fixed his gaze on a line of addresses. It was a bar street in Beicheng District. According to the information searched on the Internet, there would be a lot of crooked nuts gathering there at night, and this was it.
"Hey, classmate, be careful!"
There was an exclamation from the side. Ren Buping, who was walking with his head down, didn't even look at it. Without raising his head, he stretched out his hand and, snap, firmly caught the whizzing basketball.
"Ball! Uh..."
Without stopping, Ren Buping threw his hands back and didn't look at the teachers and students who were stunned on the basketball court. Ren Buping closed his notepad and put it into his bulging sportswear pocket. His fingers touched some plastic packaging, which were several small bags of pork jerky.
. He couldn't help but pause, and a look of shame gradually appeared on his face.
In order to be able to leave early, he just lied... shook his head, no longer thought about it, and strode towards the school gate.
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At the same time, in a rental apartment building in Lingjiang City, York knocked on a door. Without waiting for his companions inside to ask, he stepped into the house and closed the door behind him. He lowered his voice and said,
"Sandy, there is an event tonight, it's just you and me."
"Activity? Found that bastard?!"
"No, no, no, forget him for now. This mission has failed. Do you still remember the night market food court I talked about a few days ago? How about it, we are about to leave anyway, why not go out for a stroll while there is still a chance?
"
"That's not possible." The man named Shandi frowned and said, "Have you forgotten, as Yang Qin told me, our current situation is not good. It is very likely that we have been targeted by the Chinese department. We are going out at this time..."
He waved his hand to interrupt without being polite, and York said in a teasing tone: "Come on, I don't know about you yet, and you will go crazy after holding it in for a few days. In one sentence, are you going?"
Although it is a bit dragging people down, and everyone is taking the blame, since York can be found, it is naturally a little bit certain, because both of them have a dream of eating delicious food all over the world. As expected, Sandy
His expression was obviously moved, but then he shook his head: "It doesn't matter whether I go or not. Do you have money?"
This is indeed a problem. It’s not that the two of them are really poor. The main reason is that this operation is located in China, so the funds for the activities, the location, etc. are all arranged by Yangqin personally. And they were given to the two of them before.
The activity funds were all eaten up by them when I came here. Now I have dollars and euros in my wallet, but the only thing missing is RMB.
As for the exchange, it was impossible to go to the bank or find someone to do the transaction privately. Although the two of York were a bit out of tune, they would not do such dangerous behavior that might directly expose the team.
"We don't have it now, but we will when we go out." York smiled mysteriously, "I have inquired about it. There is a bar street not far from the night market. It is very lively. There are many people performing on the street there at night."
"That's right! Who are we? People from the Opera House!" York punched his chest twice, with a proud look on his face, "With our skills, just borrowing two instruments and performing something, isn't it easy to pay for food?
"
"That's true." After several hesitations, the temptation of delicious food finally prevailed, and he stretched out his palm, "Then, it's settled?"
Bang, the two palms were pressed together tightly, and he said boldly and boldly: "Haha, it's decided! Make money by performing arts, and eat all over the food court!"