Mo Juechen was standing beside the drum set.

He was still wearing his Singshang College uniform, probably because he had just climbed over the wall and ran for a long time.

He had already unbuttoned his school uniform jacket, and even the top few buttons of his shirt were undone.

His sexy collarbone was half-exposed, and even a small piece of bronze skin was exposed on his chest.

There were only a few lights in the bar, so it was not very bright.

Mo Juechen seemed to be a body of light. Whether he was standing in a crowd or in a dimly lit place, he was always so bright and could always be recognized at a glance.

So in Singshang College, he was always the absolute center of attention.

Lin Shen did not look at Mo Juechen.

His gaze was fixed on the drum set.

Under the lights, the metallic glow of the drum set was dazzling and full of temptation.

He hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked towards the stage.

"Come on up." Mo Juechen walked quickly towards Lin Shen, bent down, and took the initiative to extend his right hand to him.

The stage was slightly high.

Lin Shen did not take Mo Juechen's hand, but used his hands to support himself and jumped up.

"What do you think?" Mo Juechen did not care about such details.

He walked side by side with Lin Shen to the drum set, like a child who could not wait to show off his favorite toy, and said, "Look at me up close, don't you think I look more handsome than on TV?"

"Yes." Lin Shen answered vaguely.

He raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then retracted it.

"Just touch if you want." Lin Shen had just retracted his hand, but before it landed beside his leg, it was caught by Mo Juechen.

He held Lin Shen's hand indifferently, and almost domineeringly pressed his hand onto the drum set.

"How do you feel?" He turned and looked at Lin Shen.

"Nothing!

How can I feel?! "Lin Shen's face was slightly red.

Mo Juechen's hand was warm and strong.

Although her behavior was often out of Lin Shen's expectations, after getting along with her for such a long time, he gradually figured out something.

The other party was a person who was extremely loyal to him.

To put it simply, he would do whatever he thought of and say whatever he thought of.

There was no such thing as hesitation and struggle.

This kind of person was also the kind of person that Lin Shen admired the most.

He instinctively turned his head and quickly glanced at Mo Juechen.

Then, he struggled a few times uncomfortably and pulled his hand back.

He did not particularly like playing the drums.

Of course, the drum solo video that Mo Juechen had mentioned had left a deep impression on him as well.

What Lin Shen liked was actually just that kind of feeling.

The drummer sat in front of the drum and beat the drum without restraint.

Zhang Yang, crazy, and wholeheartedly immersed in it.

The drumbeats that flowed out from his hands seemed to be able to knock on people's hearts.

But there was no need to tell Mo Juechen about this kind of thing.

Lin Shen was actually quite surprised that Mo Juechen actually remembered the change in his expression at that time.

— — Even he himself did not notice it, okay?!

"Try?" Mo Juechen raised his chin at Lin Shen.

"I don't know how to." Lin Shen quickly shook his head.

Not only was he an idiot in the kitchen, he was also an idiot in musical instruments.

Actually …

Lin Shen thought about it carefully. It seemed that other than learning, he did not have any other strengths.

And he could not even win against the person he wanted to win against the most in learning.

"If you don't know how to play, then learn," Mo Juechen said without hesitation.

There it was again.

That matter-of-fact tone again.

Lin Shen was still holding in his anger, but he could not say what exactly he was holding in.

But when he heard Mo Juechen's tone, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Mo Juechen was definitely a man of action.

After he said that, he took off his somewhat restrictive school jacket and threw it to the side.

Then he went to the other side of the drum set and sat down on the stool in front of the drum set.

"Come here," Mo Juechen rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt to his elbows and called out to Lin Shen, "I'll teach you."

"You know how to play?" Lin Shen was not surprised.

Since Mo Juechen brought him here and said that he could learn, he guessed that Mo Juechen most likely knew how to play.

"I know a little," Mo Juechen said as he reached out to take the drumsticks.

His fingers were long and slender. Just the way he held the drumsticks was pleasing to the eye.

The drumsticks overlapped with each other, making a soft sound of "shell".

Lin Shen did not have time to react. "Dong!"

The first drumbeat had already sounded.

He subconsciously opened his eyes wide and looked at Mo Juechen.

Mo Juechen's expression was serious. It was probably the same expression he had when he was memorizing questions or cooking.

His handsome face was completely devoid of the usual devilish cold expression. He was focused on the drum set in front of him.

As the drumbeats sounded rhythmically, Mo Juechen's expression was so serious that it was almost serious.

Lin Shen could not help but look at him a few more times before his gaze turned back to the drum set.

The drumsticks moved quickly.

The drumbeats became more and more frequent.

Accompanied by the occasional sound of the drum.

In the quiet bar with only two people in it in the morning, the soul-stirring atmosphere gradually turned into a storm that could sweep away people's hearts.

How could Mo Juechen only know a little?!

Lin Shen had never learned before. He could not professionally distinguish between the solo drummers he saw in the video and Mo Juechen's.

But that kind of unbridled boldness and boldness that made people's blood boil.

He felt that he saw it in Mo Juechen.

That kind of strength and bravery that seemed to be able to break through everything.

With a "bang", the drumsticks fell on the gondola. Mo Juechen's solo had also come to an end.

He leaned slightly, his elbows on the drum. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Shen. "Do you want to learn?"

A little.

Lin Shen did not like musical instruments that much.

But I really like the feeling of freedom and wildness when the drummers play the drums.

"Come here." Mo Juechen stood up.

He gave him his seat and also handed him the drumsticks.

Mo Juechen pressed Lin Shen's shoulder and asked him to sit down on the stool.

"I, I really have never learned." Lin Shen held the drumsticks nervously. "Not at all."

He sat up straight and stared at the drum set in front of him as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Lin Shen knew that although Mojue City looked easy to knock on, it was not easy.

But to learn anything, it was impossible to be too easy.

He swallowed nervously and said, "And I have a terrible sense of music. When I was learning the flute when I was young, the whole class learned it. Only I can play a strange tune.

And … "

Lin Shen said in one breath, "I don't sing well either. Our music teacher said that although my voice was passable, singing was like killing a chicken.

So, I was the only one who didn't participate in the choir in elementary school. "

The more he spoke, the more dejected he became.

It turned out that other than being slightly useful in learning, he was terrible in all other aspects.

"Relax."

Mo Juechen said indifferently, "It's not like you have to learn to perform on stage. What are you afraid of?"

He glanced at Lin Shen and reached out to squeeze his shoulder. "Shoulders, relax."

Lin Shen took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Only now did he realize that exposing his shortcomings in front of others was a very scary thing.

"Okay." Mo Juechen squeezed his shoulder again.

He walked to Lin Shen's side, bowed slightly, and introduced to him, "This is a bass drum. It's pedaled.

Snare drum, snare drum, sling drum, rhythm drum, and pedaling drum. "

"Okay." Lin Shen quickly memorized it in his heart.

Mo Juechen roughly explained the use of each part of the drum set.

Then he stepped back and raised his chin at Lin Shen. "Come, give it a try."

"That's it?" Lin Shen turned to look at him.

He held the drumsticks tightly with both hands. His face was slightly hot and he was so nervous that he was sweating. "You don't want to demonstrate first?

Or do you have a tutorial or music score? "

"No." Mo Juechen said firmly, "You can do as you wish."

Lin Shen: "…"

Lin Shen had lived for more than twenty years. He never knew that learning a new thing could be started so casually.

He had always followed the rules in his studies and followed the prescribed order.

He first had to build a solid foundation, then he progressed step by step.

He turned his head blankly, holding the drumsticks, and was stunned.

Lin Shen only felt that his mind was blank.

The drum set was in front of him, and the drumsticks were in his hands.

As long as he landed, he would be able to make the first sound.

But it was as if he was frozen by an unknown force. He did not know how to make the first sound.

Lin Shen was stunned for a moment.

He subconsciously turned to look at Mo Juechen.

The other party had retreated even further.

He crossed his arms in front of his chest and leaned lazily against the wall behind the stage.

When he met Lin Shen's gaze, Mo Juechen only raised his chin at him. He looked as if he would never help and let him rely on himself.

Lin Shen: "!!!"

In any case, he was the classmate who had painstakingly compiled the four sets of example books for Mo Juechen, okay?!

If he changed his identity, the other party would treat him like this!

He couldn't help but feel angry.

Lin Shen frowned slightly and tried hard to recall the sequence of Mo Juechen's drumming just now.

It seemed like …

He held the drumsticks tighter in his hands, then he tentatively and slowly hit the drum.

With a soft "dong", the drum sounded again in the empty bar.

The most difficult thing for many things was to take the first step.

As long as he could bravely take the first step, the rest would be much easier.

Lin Shen took a deep breath and tightened his grip on the drumsticks.

After all, there was only Mo Juechen here!

Besides him and himself, there was no one else in the bar.

It was not as if he had never seen the embarrassing side of the school hunk!

It was no big deal to let him see the side of him that he was not good at.

At most, he would be mocked by him.

Countless thoughts flashed through Lin Shen's mind.

Along with the messy drumming and drumming, there was no rhythm to it.

His body became more and more relaxed.

Even the expression on his face slowly relaxed.

Lin Shen didn't even notice that the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

His eyes were sparkling just like that day when he saw the drummer solo in the video.

Mo Juechen was still in the same position.

The messy drumming and drumming became a mess.

Lin Shen really wasn't lying. His musical sense was terrible!

He couldn't even get the most basic rhythm right.

But looking at the other party's arm that was drumming faster and faster.

Listening to the drumming that was getting more and more intense, Mo Juechen's lips curled up slightly.

Even his cold and arrogant gaze had softened a little.

He stood in the same spot for a while, then slowly walked to Lin Shen's side. "Lin Shen."

"Ah?!"

Lin Shen had completely let go of himself.

He knew that Mo Juechen was calling him. He even raised his head to look at him.

But during this process, his drumming didn't stop.

"Lin Shen." Mo Juechen leaned closer and shouted in his ear, "Are you having fun?"

"Not bad!" Lin Shen nodded.

"Dong dong dong dong dong …" In the midst of a series of intense drumming, not only did Lin Shen's eyes become very bright, even his face became red.

Mo Juechen suddenly chuckled.

He had long felt that the other party was suppressing something all day long.

Lin Shen, who was trying his best to make himself look serious and reliable, was far from the other party's occasional true feelings.

Revealing such a somewhat presumptuous and free expression was pleasing to the eye.

Cute.

He thought again …

Mo Juechen only hesitated for a second, then leaned over and clasped Lin Shen's neck.

He kissed him heavily on the lips.

The drumming stopped abruptly.

The drumsticks fell to the ground with a few soft thuds.

But in the next second, Lin Shen's hands, which were free again, suddenly pressed against Mo Juechen's chest.

He used force with both hands and unceremoniously pushed the other party away.

Mo Juechen staggered a few steps back.

Lin Shen was a skinny otaku, and his fighting strength was almost zero.

But he was still an 18-year-old boy.

He really used all his strength, and his strength wasn't small either.

About a meter away, Mo Juechen looked at Lin Shen.

The other party reached out and wiped his lips, his face still red.

Probably because the wild feeling from hitting the drums just now was still burning in his blood.

Lin Shen looked up.

His bright eyes looked straight at Mo Juechen.

He had long been used to hiding his feelings deep in his heart.

Many times, even if he was unhappy and unwilling, he would still worry about losing a friend or family member, or even the attention of others …

He wouldn't say anything.

But now.

Lin Shen turned his head and glanced at the drum set that shone with a metallic glow.

He took a deep breath.

Looking into Mo Juechen's eyes, he suddenly shouted, "Don't do this!"

He shouted at the other party, "I don't like it!"