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The lead singer played the guitar. At first, he just stood on the front left side of the stage to perform. As he sang, he turned around frequently to see the drummer sitting behind him. Finally, he moved over and interacted with Jiang Fanxi's eyes while playing and singing.

Tang Yi sat in the second floor booth, holding a wine glass in one hand and lying on the back of the sofa chair with the other, with long legs overlapping, and his posture casually overlooking the stage.

Jiang Fanxi pulled off the hair rope, and draped her hair with a slightly curved length behind her casually. Under the illumination of the spotlight, several long dark royal blue hairs jumped out of a low-key personality with the rhythm of her body.

She wore slim heels, and the half of her exposed thighs and calves were white and straight, which was so bright that she was shaking her eyes. She was wearing an exquisite dress with Tianhe stone earrings hanging on her earlobes. She was full of temperament, but she sat on the drum stool and waved the drum stick. Every drum beat that fell was sure and powerful.

The smile on the corners of her lips was cold and her eyes were unrestrained. The light makeup was incompatible with the colorful stage, but on her, there was a breathtaking contradictory beauty.

Feng Lei withdrew his gaze and clinked with Tang Yi, and said incredibly: "The drummer of the armored guest is your object? Why do I feel that this is so dramatic?"

Tang Yi looked at his childhood friend and asked with a smile: "Or otherwise?"

"If you say that your partner is a doctor, teacher, civil servant, or even a reporter, I believe any of them!" Feng Lei smiled, "But you, a person who neither plays in a bar or nightclub, and does not pay much attention to the band, is actually in love with the drummer of the armored guest?"

Tang Yi smiled himself, looked at the stage again, and asked, "Did you hear that whose courtyard in our alley wants to sell it?"

Feng Lei was drinking, frowned, put down the wine glass, and joked: "What? Do you want to buy it and live there after getting married?"

"Yes." Tang Yi nodded lightly, "My partner likes this place. I thought that if someone wants to sell it, it would be fine to buy it for my father-in-law to live there. Then we will take turns to live there."

"I'll go back tonight and ask my old man and lady to inquire and tell you if you have any news."

"Thank you." Tang Yi withdrew his gaze, leaned forward, and clinked his glass with Feng Lei.

Feng Lei smiled: "But the courtyard house in our alley is not cheap. Last year, I heard that there was a house sold later, and the transaction price was several hundred million yuan. The price may be higher this year. Do you really want to buy such an expensive house for your father-in-law to live in?"

Tang Yi smiled and said "Yeah" without saying anything more.

He has always been low-key in dealing with people and things.

After two years of returning to China, the car was still the Mercedes-Benz that Hua gave when he was working. Unlike those young people who could take out all their savings or even take out loans to buy cars, he was simply puzzling about these things that might be able to show their talents in others' eyes.

It’s not like a contemporary young man who focuses on enjoyment, but more like a steady but extremely cunning middle-aged man.

So even if he was a child, he didn't know how thick his pocket was.

Therefore, when Feng Lei heard that he planned to buy a sky-high Siheyuan for his father-in-law to live in, he couldn't help but persuade him: "Actually, there is no need to live where to live? If you like this place, just come often? You really don't have to spend so much money to buy a Siheyuan."

Tang Yi still looked at the stage with his eyes falling down, his lips curled up, and it was rare to say so many things at once:

"I proposed to her before, but she was not very happy. She scolded me and said that I never knew how to buy gifts for her. Others' boyfriends would give gifts every moment. I gave them once and wanted to last a lifetime."

"Okay!" Feng Lei put his empty wine glass on the coaster and said with a slight alcohol. "I finally understand! People are hanging you! It's up to you to be happy with you when you give it to someone you are worth!"

Seeing that the childhood friend misunderstood that Jiang Fanxi was a material woman, Tang Yi clarified: "She is not. We were not together before. Huo Jie chased her for a while, and all the valuables were revealed as gifts, and no one looked at her."

Feng Lei didn't believe it: "Really? Huo Jie is a big deal. It is said that with one move, the woman who can withstand his gift attack is zero."

As he was talking, he glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw a commotion downstairs.

Two tall and handsome men walked towards the bar from the door, one wearing a white hooded sports windbreaker; the other wearing a black casual suit, with blue diamond-clad sunglasses on the collar of the open shirt.

As soon as I entered the door, I whistled, snapped my fingers, and flirted, just like a meeting with the star fans.

"Who is that greasy?!" Feng Lei spat and was about to go downstairs to take a look.

Tang Yi glanced at the person wearing a white hooded sports windbreaker and smiled and said, "Gu Yang and Huo Jie."

As soon as he finished speaking, a roar came from below: "Sister Drummer! Sister Drummer!"

Tang Yi and Feng Lei looked at the same time.

Huo Jieren stood in front of the stage, staring at Jiang Fanxi who was playing drums in a daze, and shouted at the top of his throat: "Sister drummer! Sister drummer!"

Tang Yi had a black face in one second.

Feng Lei glanced at him and quickly said, "I'll go down and pull him away!" As he said that, he ran downstairs.

As soon as Tang Yi put the wine glass in his hand, the man followed him downstairs.

As soon as I reached the stairs, I saw Huo Jie, who was standing under the stage, had climbed onto the stage, drove the bassist away, and snatched away the other person's bass, muttering: "I Willing to Come on the Song of "I Willing"!"

Feng Lei was about to go to the stage, Tang Yi held him down and frowned slightly: "I'll do it!"

After saying that, he went straight up from the side of the stage and walked to Jiang Fanxi who was speechless: "I'll cooperate with him."

Jiang Fanxi was surprised: "Can you play drums?"

Tang Yi nodded.

Jiang Fanxi quickly stood up.

Huo Jie, who had been carrying the besieged, looked at her and muttered, "Tang Yi, what are you doing? I want to cooperate with the drummer sister, why are you messing around?"

Tang Yiren had already sat on the drum stool, raised his hands with his drum stick, pointed directly at Huo Jie, and sneered: "I Will, right? Come on."

Huo Jie: "..."

The guitarist had already started, and Tang Yi's drumming sounds also started, so he had to bite the bullet and join the bass.

Jiang Fanxi quietly retreated to the audience and stood there watching Tang Yi play the drums.

The casual suit jacket he was wearing was taken off, and he was only wearing a light blue American shirt and dark jeans. His greased hair, which he usually combed back, was no longer greased because he didn't go to work, and it hung cleanly and fluffy on his forehead.

Two years ago, I still had wheat-colored skin. Because I spent two years in Beijing, I didn’t have much sunshine. I became whiter and younger. My muscles were still as stylish as I was wearing clothes, but Jiang Fanxi felt as if he had seen his tight and beautiful muscle lines all over his body.

Thinking of this, I felt itchy and I wish I could take Tang Yi away on the spot...

Just as I was thinking, someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder.

She looked back and saw that it was Gu Yang.

The other party clicked the bar and said with a smile: "Let them play, let's have a drink at the bar."

Jiang Fanxi said in a cold tone: "I'm worried that they will start fighting in a while, so I'll just watch here."

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Chapter completed!