"I bought a ticket for 8:30, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it..."

"Let's go, you stay with me." Cheng Yu grabbed his wrist.

As expected, the appearance of Xue Youka surprised the three band members and asked him if he had an interview tomorrow. He could only lie and said that the interview had been rescheduled to the afternoon because he saw everyone's posts on Moments and thought the beach music festival was very cool, so he

Here comes the ticket.

Only Lao K believed his reasons.

"It's quite cool. If you don't have an interview tomorrow, let's go to the beach for a barbecue tonight!"

Cheng Yu pushed Lao K aside, and before the performance started, he asked the staff to arrange a close position for Xue Youka where he could just see it.

After the opening prelude, Lin Shimao stood behind the microphone and shouted: "Beidaihe, how are you!"

The crowd responded to him: "Okay!!"

Lin Shimao: "Scorpio is coming!"

The screams reached the peak of today's music festival.

"Lin Shimao, I love you!"

"turbo!! turbo!! I want to give you a baby!!"

Everyone's name was shouted, and someone vaguely called me Old K.

The origin of their fans is different from that of many rock bands. Most of them are actually makeup fans, who first apply makeup and then listen to the songs. This makes the color of star-chasing even more intense, and there are many people holding up light signs to support. These are all

It is a spontaneous act of support from fans, rather than an official-led organization like idols.

I don’t know if it’s because the stage is bigger or because there are more people, or because after learning that Cheng Yu got inspiration from “himself” when he wrote these songs, he, who doesn’t like to shed tears, was affected.

I cried with the people around me.

Every performance of Scorpio can bring him a different touch.

As soon as the performance ended, Cheng Yu immediately stepped off the stage, signaled to him in the audience, and Xue Youka entered the backstage.

Cheng Yu had nothing to bring, so he picked up his mobile phone and said, "Let's go to the station."

"Wait a minute... I'm looking for my backpack." His backpack was a bit heavy and he had just left it at their band's place.

As a result, the backpack was no longer in its original place. Xue Youka was dumbfounded.

"Is there anything important in the bag?"

"There are... clothes for the interview tomorrow."

"Don't worry yet, it's just clothes."

Cheng Yu went to the staff and asked.

The staff member said: "Maybe someone picked it up. What does your bag look like?"

"There is a pattern of the M-Zone on it, which is the moving one, the M-Zone."

Cheng Yu next to him twitched the corner of his mouth.

He looked at the time and was a little worried that he would not be able to catch the bus.

"Is that suit of clothes expensive?" Cheng Yu asked him.

"No, it's borrowed. Brother Mao lent it to me."

"...Lin Shimao? Why did he lend you clothes?" Cheng Yu's face dropped.

Lin Shimao, who happened to hear his voice, said: "The junior's formal suit was a bit thick, so I asked him and thought I had some thin ones there, so I lent it to him."

Cheng Yu had a stinking face.

Why didn't I expect that he would have no clothes to wear during the interview, so he let Lin Shimao beat him to it?

Lin Shimao smiled and said, "If you mind, you can give me the money."

Cheng Yu glanced at him: "I'll call you later."

"Found it! Found it!" The staff came over with the bag, "Someone accidentally picked it up by mistake. It was just returned to us. Please check it."

Xue Youka took a look and saw that it was indeed his crossbody bag. He opened it and took a look. His clothes and charger were all there.

At 8:10, they got in the car and rushed to the station. Xue Youka asked the driver to drive faster and said he was catching the bus.

"It can't go any faster. This is the speed limit in this urban area."

When they arrived at the station, it was already twenty-five minutes later.

Cheng Yu had just picked up the ticket. Cheng Yu had also bought one and said he would go back with him. However, as soon as he entered the station after taking out the ticket, he was told that ticket checking was no longer possible and that the train had already left.

It's too late - Xue Youka stood at the entrance in frustration, thinking blankly about tomorrow's interview.

Cheng Yu touched his head: "Don't cry, I'll find a way to take you back."

He buried his head: "Yeah."

There is no direct flight from Beidaihe back to Beijing, and there is no route. I'm afraid it won't be possible to arrange a private business jet for a while.

"It's half past eight now," Cheng Yu looked at the time. "Take a taxi back. If there's no traffic jam along the way, we can arrive before one in the morning. I'll take you to the interview tomorrow morning."

Just as he was about to take a taxi, Lin Shimao called: "Didn't you make it?"

"Just missed it."

"Come out, I've called a Sprinter for you."

The Sprinter is a business model produced by Mercedes-Benz that is comparable to a touring car. It has two rows of luxurious seats and is completely separated from the driver's seat.

Cheng Yu sat in the same row as him. Xue Youka felt like he could lie down and sleep. He was so moved that he almost shed tears. He couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Mao is so kind."

"I'll just lend you some clothes and you'll be fine? Didn't I also give you clothes? Why did he give you clothes?" Cheng Yu was somewhat suspicious of Lin Shimao's intention.

Xue Youka's answer was: "Because he is a nice person. When this interview is over, I will buy a new one."

"I'll take you to buy it."

Although he felt that Lin Shimao's arrangements for Spinter were very thoughtful, Cheng Yu couldn't help but send a message asking him: "Why did you borrow his clothes?"

Cheng Yu: "Why don't you accept the money I sent you?"

Lin Shimao's formal three-piece suit was probably custom-made. Cheng Yu estimated that he transferred 100,000 yuan to him: "You can get a 50% discount on second-hand goods that you don't wear."

Lin Shimao didn't accept it.

Send a message saying: "This is a wedding gift to you two."

newlyweds...

Cheng Yu subconsciously covered his phone and his face began to heat up.

Depend on.

How did he know!

Cheng Yu couldn't help but glance at his cute boyfriend next to him.

No, what is a newlywed? No, it’s just a love affair, and there’s no bridal chamber yet. What’s a newlywed?

Cheng Yu sent a message: "What are you talking about? Who gives gifts and clothes that I don't wear?"

Lin Shimao replied: "I know this is not very formal, so I asked a tailor to come and measure him in a few days and get some suits that fit him."

"Crazy, don't we have a tailor at home? Do you want one from yours?"

Lin Shimao: "Turbo, don't you know how to say thank you? You were so cute before."

This made Cheng Yu speechless.

"Okay, thank you."

"But you should take care of yourself. I know it hurts my wife."
Chapter completed!