Rock and Roll: Glorious Years

The sun in Lucheng was even more scorching than in Kunming. After a short shuttle bus ride, Bian Lang, with his long hair flowing down his back, was soaked in sweat, looking as if he had just been pulled out of a sauna.

After washing his face in the bathroom, Bian Lang tied his long hair into a bun, put on a baseball cap and sunglasses, and the energetic young man was back.

After exiting the terminal, Bian Lang bought a used disposable lighter from someone in the smoking area. As he was puffing away, he noticed someone with a Canon "Overlord" camera pointing at him from the Starbucks entrance on the second floor across the street. Just as he turned around, he saw a man and a woman dressed similarly to him pushing a musical instrument case straight towards the smoking area.

Upon getting closer and seeing Bian Lang's attire, the burly man immediately approached him to ask for a light: "Hey buddy, here to film a show, got a light?"

Bian Lang took out a lighter and handed it over, saying, "Um, where are you from?"

The burly man tried to light the lighter several times without success. He then held it up to the light source and said, "It's out of gas."

"Damn! It's a business with no capital to begin with, and they didn't even bother to pick and choose when they picked it up." Bian Lang turned around and looked for the person who sold him the lighter, but he couldn't find him. So he handed over the half-smoked cigarette butt.

The burly man didn't stand on ceremony. He bent down, lit the cigarette, took a deep drag, and replied, "Call me Wheel, wind instrument player, from Qingdao." He then handed the cigarette to his female companion behind him and continued, "Kapok, bassist."

Female musicians are rare in the industry, let alone female bassists. Bian Lang glanced at him a couple more times before introducing himself: "Bian Lang, from Yunnan Province."

Upon hearing the name Bian Lang, Mu Mian's cigarette fell to the ground: "Bian Lang? You're the one on the pending list? You, what are you doing here? Did Magic Disc really not sign you? Rumors are circulating that you're jealous of that guy surnamed Li..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lunzi pulled her up and gave Bianlang a somewhat awkward smile.

Seeing this deliberately feigned smile, Bian Lang felt it was very un-rock and roll, but in the first encounter in the vast sea of ​​people, this well-intentioned pretense was also a helpless act of self-protection.

Bian Lang returned an awkward fake smile. Looking up, he saw a minibus with the program's logo slowly approaching, while dozens of young people carrying flowers, posters, and light sticks walked over and blocked their way.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! We'll stay here and wait for the minibus to stop. It's Yu Xi's first time coming to Lucheng to film a show, so we, the Little Universe, must do a good job of welcoming her and not let the sisters from other places outdo us."

"Miss, are you members of Xia Yuxi's band?"

As soon as these nonsensical words were uttered, Mu Mian, who was sitting on the suitcase, scrambled over to Bian Lang's side with her foot: "Who is it? Who is Xia Yuxi? Is he as handsome as my buddy?" As soon as she finished speaking, dozens of pairs of eyes turned to look at Bian Lang.

Bian Lang's hand holding the cigarette froze in mid-air. After a second of thought, he replied, "I don't know him."

The young people probably didn't catch the teasing in the others' words, and seeing that it had nothing to do with Xia Yuxi, they stopped paying attention to them. Only one person tugged at the girl who had spoken earlier and whispered, "Look at their clothes, they're probably rock musicians. Don't talk to them, stay away."

The minibus drove closer and closer, stopping about 10 meters from the smoking area. At the same time, a group of people escorted a fully armed man out of the exit.

Bian Lang had already received the call and license plate number from the production team. He had intended to have a smoke before contacting them, but after checking the license plate and confirming it was correct, he asked the two men, "Is this your car?"

Mu Mian took out her phone, looked at it, and said, "Yes, this is the one."

"Okay, let's go then." After saying that, the three of them started to pack their bags and take out their violin cases, preparing to get on the bus.

Unexpectedly, the group of young people ran even faster when they saw the car, and they rushed over and blocked the entire section from the minibus to the airport exit, making it look like a group of welcoming guests.

The three of them weren't in a hurry, so they put down their luggage and continued to stand there and watch.

The security guards who had cleared the way rushed out and shielded Xia Yuxi in the middle, while staff members from the minibus also got off to greet her.

With other passengers coming out and travelers passing by outside the terminal, the already narrow road was instantly completely blocked.

The security guard shouted, "Make way!" and struggled to push through the crowd to move forward.

The young people kept pushing their way in, shouting various slogans.

In the ensuing chaos, shoving was inevitable. The two girls who had just been talking were standing on the outside and were accidentally pushed backward.

Bian Lang, being the closest, instinctively strode forward and caught one by the shoulder. Lun followed closely behind, rushing forward to grab another around the waist.

After the two girls regained their footing, still shaken, they thanked the two men. Then they turned to look at the minibus, where Xia Yuxi boarded without looking back, not even glancing at their fans.

With a "snap," the minibus door slammed shut, and the fans watched as the minibus slowly drove away, still shouting, "Go, Yu Xi!" before handing over the gifts they had brought to Xia Yu Xi's team.

When only the two little girls were left, they were suddenly conflicted. They watched the minibus drive away, thinking about the idol on the bus who wouldn't even glance at them, and then looked back at Bian Lang and the other two rock musicians.

I suddenly realized that their words and comments about the three of them were quite excessive!

The two men, whose brows had been furrowed in worry, instantly relaxed. Bian Lang took the small electric fan from the little girl and handed it to her, saying, "Thank you, brother. It's hot in Lucheng, so this is for you. You must be here to participate in the show too, right? Can you tell me your name?"

This was the first time in his two lives that he had received such a gift from a fan, and Bian Lang was still a little unaccustomed to it. After accepting it, he said, "Thank you, my name is Bian Lang."

The little girl followed suit and gave the flowers in her hand to Lunzi, expressing her gratitude in the same way.

"Xiaofei, don't give the gift to the wrong person. Yu Xi's team is over here," a young man accompanying them reminded them when they saw the two give the gift to the wrong person.

Xiao Fei waved to them, then pulled her friends together and stood with Bian Lang and the others.

"Can I take a picture with you?"

Lunzi was a little confused. He was in an unfamiliar place and not at the performance venue. This was the first time someone had asked him for a photo.

Before he could react, Mu Mian took the phone from Xiao Fei's hand. Bian Lang gestured for Xiao Fei and her friends to move forward, then leaned down, resting his arm on Lun Zi's shoulder: "Look at the camera. Why the long face?"

Wheels faced the phone camera, his smile a little strained, but this time it was genuine.

After taking the photos, Xiao Fei took the phone and said to the three of them, "We'll go to the recording studio tomorrow and cheer for our older brothers and sisters."

This scene was captured in its entirety by entertainment reporters who were waiting outside the Starbucks across the street.

As soon as the two girls left, Bian Lang and Lunzi received calls from the production team one after the other. They explained that the scene was too chaotic earlier, and they were afraid something might happen, so they drove away first. Now they were coming back to pick them up and asked them to wait at the exit of the parking lot across the street.

The three of them didn't argue and just pushed their luggage over.

After finding the location, the car was already waiting there. The staff kept apologizing to the three of them before leading them into the car.

Xia Yuxi sat alone in a single seat on the left. When the three people came up, she looked up, nodded, and that was her way of greeting them.

Bian Lang nodded and walked directly to the back row.