"You're here." Wu Ya smiled and punched the other party. "Not bad."
"So-so." Geng Xiaole smiled and punched back. Then, they walked into the bar together.
They had been playing for two hours straight. It was the band's break time.
After graduating from high school, Geng Xiaole enrolled in a music college and formed the Soaring Band with a few classmates. In the past few years, he had also reached the third-rate level. Today, he was invited to the bar to perform, so he called Wu Ya and they gathered together.
Actually, Wu Ya also had dreams of music and dancing. It was a pity that he was the only son in the family and had no siblings to take over the family business. Hence, he could only give up on these and return home to get married and inherit the family assets after graduation.
"Brother Ya, those two girls dance so well. They won't lose to you." Geng Xiaole gestured to the stage.
