Rebirth after the college entrance examination

Chapter 147 Le Ning Wants to Form a Band
Spiciness is a painful sensation. People who don't like spicy food will find it unbearable if they suddenly have a bite.

That's how Le Ning is. Even though Xia An ordered a shabu-shabu hotpot, Le Ning kept taking things out of the spicy hotpot, and he kept laughing even though it was so spicy.

The vegetarian dishes were dipped in chili oil, making them even harder to eat. Xia An helped her rinse them in a pot of clear soup before eating. After a while, the clear soup also turned into a spicy hot pot.

She doesn't like eating meat, and she doesn't like fatty beef, but she likes meatballs.

Xia An kept picking up meatballs for her. She tried many times but couldn't get any, but Xia An always got one right.

Le Ning stuck out her tongue mischievously, the tip of her tongue was red and swollen.

"What a fresh and tender beef tongue." Xia An smiled and wanted to pick it up with chopsticks.

Le Ning dodged away naively, sticking out her tongue and mumbling, "Kiss me."

The two of them sat in a small private room, with a table for four sitting next to each other on one side. Xia An lowered his head and took a sip.

Le Ning kept laughing, put down his chopsticks and drank some corn juice.

"Wang Yue said that boys in love tend to be more immature. Why do I feel like you're different?"

Xia An opened the second bottle of beer, took a sip and asked:

"What's the difference?"

"You look like Dad."

Le Ning looked at him with curved eyebrows, as if looking at the only bright color in the world, with curiosity, admiration and undisguised joy.

Xia An kept one hand on her waist, which was still soft and slender even though it was wrapped in a cashmere sweater.

"A good man treats his lover like a daughter outside of bed."

Seeing his evil smile, Le Ning showed no weakness and raised her red face to ask him:

"What about the bed?"

"She's also a daughter."

Le Ning gave him a look, took off the leather wristband, tied up his hair, and took a few bites of food. "Let's go to the hotel next week."

I would feel shy if I were to kiss someone on the cheek or hug someone around the waist, but I don’t feel nervous when I talk about this.

It was like she was talking about an ordinary thing, something she had thought about for a long time, something that did not require the boy to take the initiative.

"It couldn't be anyone else but you, why are you looking at me like that?"

Xia An shook her head. "I got up early this week to go running."

Le Ning laughed at him: "Are you weak? Then I will make you a healthy diet."

Xia An said, "You'll know next week whether it's effective or not."

While chatting and laughing, Le Ning suddenly brought up something serious.

"I want to form a small orchestra and perform in a small theater."

"Is it the kind of band I understand or the kind of pop band that sings?"

Le Ning's major requires performing on stage to gain experience, but that is a serious orchestra. Any performance opportunity is not a small matter, and there is no small stage. Every performance is worth recording in the resume.

In Xia An's opinion, Le Ning had never taken the initiative to arrange anything.

"No."

The female college student with a ponytail supported her chin and tried to accurately describe her second wish in life to her lover in the mist.

"I haven't decided yet. I haven't decided whether it's an orchestra or a pop band. I told Yueyue about this. She hasn't learned any other instruments except the double bass, but she's also very interested. Neither she nor I have joined any other clubs."

The club's recruitment was held after National Day, and it was very busy, but Xia An was not there at the time. Many people came to him because of his popularity during military training.

But all the students in their dormitory are members of LSP and have no intention of joining other clubs.

Le Ning is nominally the consultant of the small theater, but the school orchestra is basically busy, so she has no time to do anything else.

Now I want to form my own small band, but I have to make time for it.

Xia An asked: "Why do you suddenly want to do this?"

As he picked up a meatball for her, Le Ning pouted and took his hand to rub her belly, "If I eat any more, I will become a meatball too."

Stroking Xia An's palm, Le Ning said, "I want to do something. I can't just muddle through these four years of college."

Xia An was just about to make a joke when he suddenly saw a hint of sadness in her eyes.

He figured it out.

"Because... Tang Wan?"

Le Ning lifted his arm and bit it hard, "How dare you say that?"

She glared at him coquettishly, then nodded helplessly and smiled.

Love has sweetness, but it is also bitter. This bitterness always makes young boys and girls learn to force themselves to smile without any instruction.

The compromised Le Ning told Xia An: "A little bit. I saw her on the news."

Xia An hugged her and leaned against his shoulders, saying, "There's no need to compare this, right? Her family situation..."

Le Ning interrupted him and said, "It's not a competition, it's fear."

She said slowly, "One is working hard to become a big star, and the other has a hard life, but... no matter how hard I try, I can't catch up. I just don't want to be a foolish college student, accomplishing nothing in these four years, and being left behind by you all. I'm afraid you'll get tired of me and bored."

She had to coax him, and sweet words had to go all in. After saying the nice things, Xia An said directly, "Let's try a pop band, or try something new. You play a lot of instruments, and Wang Yue can play the double bass. Recruit people in the name of a small theater. If you can't find anyone, I can be the guitarist."

A sense of pride rose in Xia An, and he suddenly remembered Lin Jiajia's "Emperor Theory". Although he was still in the countdown to becoming a billionaire, he was still a long way from living happily with his beloved.

But the truth is always there, no matter how powerful he is, he is just one person. Besides, he doesn't want to treat these girls as personal accessories or accessories to his success.

He wants to grow with them, support each other, depend on each other, always have topics to talk about, love is always there, he wants them to be his good wives. And good wives, or good wives, need a period of cultivation and growth.

Training them is a bigger art than training employees.

Le Ning curled her lips sweetly and looked at him sideways: "Do you agree?"

"Of course I agree. Go do what you want to do and shine on the path you like. I support everything.

Besides, the subsequent performances for the small theater also need to be scheduled. With you here, the attendance rate is guaranteed. Tell me, do you want people or money?"

Le Ning lifted his arm again and gently licked the tooth mark she had just made. "I want you."

……

Xia An's support was not just lip service. The next day, Thursday, he drove Lu Fei to the best music store in the city and brought back anything he could see and fit in the car.

Place an order for everything you can't see and have it delivered to your door on a chosen day.

Of course, I didn’t take anything that was too unpopular. The biggest item was a grand piano.

It was Lu Fei's first time riding in Xia An's car, or rather, it was his first time riding in such a nice car. He didn't even dare to lean on the backrest. The car was sitting upright, just like in the classroom, swaying back and forth as it started and stopped.

Xia An wanted to laugh, "No, do you think you can collapse the chair?"

Lu Fei scratched his head and touched the center console cautiously, "Old Xia, what does your family do?"

While waiting at the traffic light, Xia An turned down the volume of the music and said, "I'm going to tell you something. You may not believe it."

Lu Fei said, "Who among us doesn't believe you now? Just tell me, I will definitely believe you."

Xia An smiled, looking at the traffic in front of him, "Actually... I had a dream before the college entrance examination. I dreamed of an old man with a white beard..."

Lu Fei slapped his thigh and looked at Xia An excitedly with surprise and joy. "Really?! I knew it, I knew it. I dreamed of the old man with a white beard in elementary school, middle school, and high school. I told my parents, but they didn't believe me!"

"..."

What the hell is this? Xia An's cheeks trembled, and he lifted the brake to fix Lu Fei on the backrest. "And then?"

Lu Fei clutched his chest and said, "Later I believed it, and my parents took me to the grave to burn paper for my grandfather. Was the you you dreamed of also your grandfather?"

Xia An turned the volume back up and drove forward silently.

After a while, he asked Lu Fei again: "How are you and Xiaoru?"

Lu Fei's face suddenly turned into a red-hot charcoal bar, and he was speechless and didn't know what to say.

Xia An laughed out loud, "Fuck, big brother, you're already in college, aren't you embarrassed to have a boyfriend?"

Lu Fei pursed his lips, revealing a rare hint of disappointment, and said, "I'm not worthy of her, I dare not."

Xia An said with a smile: "Just tell me if you care about me or not?"

Xia An can provide unconditional help to Lu Fei at this stage. Lu Fei is not dull or stupid, but there is still something wrong in his head.

In other people’s youth, the first condition for love is face. No matter how rich you are, if you are not good-looking, I will not pay attention to you.

But Lu Fei’s first sentence was “I am not worthy of her”. This is what makes him so rare. In fact, he can see many things in his heart more clearly than his peers.

Lu Fei smiled foolishly and replied, "She is fair-skinned and has beautiful features. If she really loses weight one day, she should find someone like you to be considered a good match."

"thank you."

Xia An didn't plan to persuade her anymore. He could imagine that Li Xiaoru's current mentality was probably the same as his own. It was useless to talk too much with such a stubborn person. He had to see what happened.

He knew that Lu Fei and Li Xiaoru would definitely succeed.

It was lunch time when the instruments were moved back to the small theater. Le Ning and Wang Yue happened to be having lunch with Li Xiaoru in the backstage lounge.

When Le Ning saw Xia An sweating while moving musical instruments in the middle of winter, her eyes were filled with tenderness.

Wang Yue came over with his hands behind his back, looked Lu Fei up and down, blinked curiously, and patted his shoulder: "Hey, Xiaoru has bought your lunch, go eat it."

Lu Fei put down the drum parts, ran into the house, wiped his hands on his pants, and sat down to eat. Li Xiaoru gently handed him a wet towel and said, "Wipe your hands."

Lu Fei smiled innocently, "I'm used to working in the fields. Is it 18 yuan today too?"

Li Xiaoru nodded and showed him the small notebook she carried with her: "Two vegetarian meals, eighteen yuan."

It was densely packed with notes of the prices of things she had bought for Lu Fei, otherwise Lu Fei wouldn't let her buy him meals. She understood that this was the boy's stubborn and funny self-esteem.

Le Ning also brought lunch to Xia An. Wang Yue was studying a new musical instrument in the back, and the two of them sat in the first row of the audience and chatted.

Le Ning said that she found three people in the class, two girls and one boy, all of whom planned to try to join the band.

Xia An asked while nibbling at the rice, "Wouldn't that be enough manpower?"

Le Ning shook his head and said, "We've discussed it and plan to do as you suggested and come up with a new format."

Xia An said with a smile, "Just don't do the folk music band's 'Für Elise' style. I didn't prepare any suona for you."

Le Ning wiped the corners of his mouth for him. "Anyway, it's a new situation. You'll know when the time comes. We'll start rehearsing in the next few days."

Xia An asked, "Can I use the piano?"

Le Ning shook his head: "The electronic keyboard will do."

Xia An said, "Then it would be a waste of money."

Hearing this, Le Ning pursed her lips and looked at him: "Tell me honestly, how much money do you have now?"

Ding.

A text message came from Bai Nan.

"Boss, the accounts have been opened."

(End of this chapter)