Yu Jiashu's car was parked at the door of Weilan's house.

Tang Yu pulled Wei Lan into the back seat of the car, "Xiao Yang's friend arrived at about 2:30, and we should be about the same in the past."

There are five people who come to interview drummers today.

The Lycra Band has a certain reputation in the local rock circle in Nancheng. After delaying for a few months, it finally managed to attract drummers.

Three of these five people were recommended by acquaintances and their skills were pretty good.

The other two are newcomers, and they are likely to act as denominators.

If they knew that Yu Jiashu was here today, they would probably not be able to deal with the people who came on the scene.

"Since it's Xiao Yang's friend, why didn't he let him try it before?" Wei Lan asked curiously.

Tang Yu held his cell phone and moved quickly to open the album.

"Zhou Xinlin's technology is OK." He turned his head and said, "It's just a little younger."

The boy in the video looks like he is only fourteen or fifteen years old.

His skin is very white, he looks very serious when he is focused on playing drums, and he is even more eye-catching under the dim light.

"He's so titty." Wei Lan looked at the boy on his phone seriously, "He looks very good with your band."

"I didn't let you look at your face." Tang Yu felt a little overwhelmed when he heard this.

After saying that, he found out the information of several other people, "And if you look at your face, Cheng Feiran is said to be a real person who looks better than the photos."

Tang Yu showed Wei Lan a photo directly.

"Are you sure this is not a young man in the entertainment industry?" Wei Lan took her phone over, pulled her index finger and thumb to enlarge the photo.

The person in the photo is wearing a simple solid white t-color, lying lazily on the railing and looking out.

The broken hair on his forehead was blown up by the wind, and his exposed facial features were very three-dimensional, and his tea-brown eyes shone brightly in the sun.

The salt-type boy has a Japanese filter on the photo, and even if you see it in a magnified way, you can't find any flaws.

The more I looked at the blue, the more familiar I felt, "I always feel a little familiar. Does this friend have a video?"

"He didn't." Tang Yu shook his head, "He was recommended by Zheng Haicheng, and he still said that he is more handsome than me. Are you angry?"

"From Amway, I am worthy of being Zheng Haicheng."

"So you think he is more handsome than me?" Tang Yu's focus was completely different from that of Azuki.

Wei Lan moved her head back, as if comparing their appearance.

Two seconds later, she said secretly: "I am more handsome than you when I look at the photos. Just wait and see them later."

"Do you want to be so indifferent?" Tang Yu instantly turned into a frost-beating eggplant, and leaned on the back of the chair with no desire. "You are afraid you don't want to piss me to death and then inherit my milk tea, double-skin milk roasted fairy grass..."

"If you don't believe me, please show God A." Ai Lan rolled her eyes.

The car stopped when it encountered a red light.

Only then did she realize that she and Tang Yuyi accidentally regarded Yu Jiashu as the driver.

Yu Jiashu didn't talk much, and he seemed even more silent when driving.

He had sent Wei Lan to that practice room before, and he was familiar with it along the way.

But Yu Jiashu really didn't expect that he would have a day when he became a background board.

So much so that when Tang Yu handed over the phone with his extended arm, he really started to look at it seriously.

It looks really good.

I don't know if it's because of the preconceived reason, but he also thinks it looks familiar.

"Be more handsome than you." Yu Jiashu said concisely, without even needing to compare real people.

Wei Lan couldn't help but patted Tang Yu's arm, "Why do you have to humiliate yourself?"

"Then I think this person is far less beautiful than God A." Tang Yu took back his cell phone and touched his nose awkwardly.

Although he subconsciously didn't like Wei Lan and Yu Jiashu getting too close, he had no other thoughts.

Just seek truth from facts.

Yu Jiashu looked at the blue through the rearview mirror.

She probably was afraid that she would hear it, so she didn't answer, but just nodded slightly to express her agreement.

"But it's too difficult for him to be with God A." Tang Yu yawned, "To be honest, if Cheng Feiran looks the same as the photo, he should go to "The Youngest" to make his debut in the C position."

"Didn't you say he is Zheng Haicheng's friend? He should be short of money." Wei Lan said naturally.

Tang Yuhua pulled him twice, then returned to the communication software and started to force Zheng Haicheng.

He wanted to ask if he had arrived, but who knew that Zheng Haicheng had sent several messages to the screen.

Zoe (Zheng Haicheng): [Clang~ Your little cutie is online.jpg]

Zoe (Zheng Haicheng): [I will see you reply to me within five minutes]

Zoe (Zheng Haicheng): [My friend said he was here]

Zoe (Zheng Haicheng): [This person is so cool, he doesn't like to talk much]

Zoe (Zheng Haicheng): [Don’t mess with too much]

"It's not short of money, but he's slutty." Tang Yu replied to the blue, and sent Zheng Haicheng four words-

Y:【I look at technology】

"I understand." Wei Lan came to a conclusion thoughtfully, "He is like you."

Tang Yu laughed rather than angry. Just as he was about to refute her, he was interrupted by Yu Jiashu's voice-

"Is Zheng Haicheng your band's?"

"God A knows Zheng Haicheng?" Tang Yu asked back without answering.

"Cheng Xuan knows it."

Tang Yu then realized that he had forgotten the relationship between Yu Jiashu and Cheng Xuan. "That's right, you should have met Zheng Haicheng last time at Followme."

"Yeah." Yu Jiashu responded, and there was no more of the following.

Speaking of which, Cheng Xuan and Zheng Haicheng are distant relatives.

The relationship is quite far-reaching, but both of them are doing well and have some business dealings.

Zheng Haicheng's family works in real estate.

The Guanlan Garden where Grandma Lu lives now is built by Shenglong Real Estate, and it was found by Cheng Xuan for Yu Jiashu at that time.

After hearing what they mentioned, Yu Jiashu remembered who the person in the photo looked like.

Cheng Feiran's appearance is six points similar to Cheng Xuan.

But Cheng Hyun is the only son, and he is the only man in this generation. He is all cousin during the holidays.

Yu Jiashu has heard Cheng Xuan complain a lot, but now he has some bad premonitions.

Cheng Xuan's mother died of illness last year.

Cheng Xuan's incompetent father had raised a woman outside a long time ago, and he might be given a title in a while.

The focus of the Cheng family is in Haicheng.

The woman Cheng Xuan had encountered several times, but I never heard that Cheng Qi had an illegitimate child.

Just looking like it doesn't mean anything.

So Yu Jiashu did not tell Cheng Xuan about his plans for the time being.

After he parked the car, he called another friend in Nancheng.

"Check me out someone." Yu Jiashu looked at Wei Lan and Tang Yu walking in front and whispered.

Don’t be afraid of ten thousand in everything, just be afraid of what to do.

They all have their own way in Haicheng. I have not heard the wind for so many years, probably people are not in Haicheng.

"Why did Cheng Feiran come so early?" Wei Lan couldn't disturb Yu Jiashu.

She held the sun umbrella and started chatting with Tang Yu one after another, "Is Xiao Yang in the practice room?"

"At three, we've all started chatting." Tang Yu narrowed his eyes in the sun and simply squeezed under the blue umbrella. "Cheng Feiran doesn't like talking much, but Xiao Yang's friend is a chatterbox."
Chapter completed!