I heard that you are handsome, but unfortunately I am blind

Fang Chi maintained the posture of supporting the bed with one hand and half twisting his body with his face sideways, lying on the bed and waiting for Lin Xiao's answer.

——Although this twisted and struggling posture is really not in line with the elegant persona of a popular idol, since there are only two people in the small massage room at this time, and the other party can't see each other, Captain Fang, who has always been an idol who weighs two tons, has no idea Don't care, twist and struggle wantonly.

He tilted his head halfway, a pair of bright peach blossom eyes reflected the tiny light, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth—the one who most made tens of millions of fans scream and lick the screen. The yuppie smile known as "Lazy Top 1", however, facing Master Kobayashi at this time, it is useless for Captain Fang to twitch the corners of his mouth, after all, the other party "keeps eyes straight" and does not panic at all.

Lin Xiao froze for a moment, then said, "This...I'm afraid it won't work?"

Fang Chi was very interested: "Why not?"

"Because..." Lin Xiao hesitated for two seconds, and told the truth: "We, blind people... can only roughly judge the height and shape of the other party by listening to the voice. If it is appearance, we need to touch it with our hands..."

"Oh..." Fang Chi thought for a moment, and he didn't know what he thought of. He smiled softly, and lay down on the bed again: "You continue."

Lin Xiao: "..."

Take a deep breath.

According to the trend of the chat just now, he almost thought that the other party was going to say "then touch it".

Master Xiaolin: Don't say it, I really dare not.

Not to mention touching his face, he just asked the other party to take off his shirt yesterday, and he was reported as a sex worker!

After the episode, the massage continued. Lin Xiao followed the conversation just now, and returned to the original "occupational disease". After all, besides these, he really didn't know what else to talk about with the other party.

"Hmm..." Fang Chi paused for a moment, feeling that even if he told the truth at this time, it would not be impossible. This Master Xiaolin...seemed to be a good confidential object, so he said, "Yes, occupational disease."

"What do you do? Teacher? Athlete?"

"No." Fang Chi said, "I'm the drummer."

"drummer?"

This answer was indeed a bit unexpected, Lin Xiao was surprised for a while, and gradually understood.

In Master Kobayashi's simple and even monotonous daily life, the only "drummer" he has come into contact with is probably... When he was very young, the construction of social spiritual civilization had not yet reached the height of today's common practice. In the old city area, 20 years ago, whoever organized a red or white event, wedding and funeral ceremonies, would also invite a well-known local drum troupe from ten miles and eight villages to play music and gather popularity.

When Lin Xiao was a child, he was brought by his master and wife to participate in such excitement. The grass-stage troupe in the folk played drums, cymbals, suona, and big drums.

So after a brief memory, Lin Xiao immediately had a picture in his mind——

Under the scorching sun, the "drummer" Mr. Zhang was shirtless, with a red or white cloth scarf belt on his pure black cotton trousers, holding a double mallet, sweat beads rolling from his forehead reflecting the scorching sun, Standing in front of a floor-to-ceiling drum with legs crossed, "thump, boom, choke" like a rainbow!

Lin Xiao: A real man with enough strength!

And the hottest soul of the band in the entertainment industry at the moment, the high-quality idol Captain Fang, has no idea of ​​the fact that he has perfectly transformed himself into the "drum beater" in Master Xiao Lin's heart. Seeing that the other party stopped talking, he leisurely asked: "Why, did not expect?"

Lin Xiao: "Indeed... quite unexpected."

Fang Chi smiled softly, his voice was a little tired: "Actually, my profession——"

"You don't earn much now, do you?"

Captain Fang, whose total annual income from all acting careers is now less than [-] million: "???"

Lin Xiaowu opened his mouth and continued: "After all, it is not the same now as in the past. Now that the superiors have documents, weddings, funerals, birthdays, and birthdays are not happy. I can’t see the sound of the playing team, so the income must not be as good as it used to be, right?”

Fang Chi: "..."

You wait a moment, wait a moment!

What did you just say - the blowjob squad?

Fang Chi fell into a brief and psychedelic silence, and began to think deeply about where the information exchange between them had such an unexpected qualitative change.

Lin Xiao took the other party's silence for granted as "sadness in the face of the fact that you can't make money", so he deliberately softened his tone and comforted him very understandingly: "It's okay, you are still so young, even if you are beaten The road of Dagu is completely dead in the end, and there is still time to change careers, so don’t feel bad.”

Fang Chi: "..."

There is one thing to say, and now I am a little confused whether it is "beating the drum" that makes me sad, or finally being able to "not beat the drum" makes me sadder.

"I..." Fang Chi had spent a long time in mental construction, and finally he could barely speak out, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his train of thought had been successfully led astray by Master Xiao Lin, "But if you change careers... I am the captain, That……"

"Hey, are you still the captain?" Lin Xiao was slightly surprised with a smile.

Fang Chi: "..."

What's the matter with the inexplicable desire to withdraw from the circle with shame?

Now that we have reached this point, Lin Xiao will continue to work hard and actively offer suggestions: "Well, your profession has a bit of limitations, but it's not that there is no way out."

Captain Fang with a stagnant heart: "...Come on, tell me in detail."

Lin Xiao thought about it carefully, and said: "For this job, the arm strength and shoulder strength must be strong enough? If it is really not possible... It is also possible to swing a sledgehammer, just, you know the kind of decoration, demolition and modification. ? It is said that you can make a lot of money in a year!"

Fang Chi: "..."

There was once a classic Spring Festival Gala skit, in which there were two well-known lines that have been circulated for many years, I don’t know if you have heard of it——

"Since I have changed from 'Major Fan' to 'Three Fatty', don't give me another 'stick'."

In the same way, it can be proved that since Captain Fang has transformed himself into a "drum beater", why does this "big hammer of decoration" come to him again?

Fang Chi was lying on the massage table, feeling the soreness of being rubbed deep into his skin, while listening to the other party's "career plan" for the future seriously made for him, gradually, the corners of his mouth slowly raised an arc.

Such a specious communication content that refers to a deer as a horse actually really makes him feel... very interesting.

Gradually, Lin Xiao also felt that the shaking frequency of the opponent's shoulders began to accelerate again, and there was a tendency to intensify, so he stopped immediately and asked blankly, "I, did I touch your itchy flesh again?"

Fang Chi turned around again with support, and when he saw that Master Xiao Lin's face was indeed ignorant, innocent and completely out of the situation, he finally couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

Lin Xiao: "You...you also have itchy flesh around your shoulders?"

"..." Fang Chi was in a great mood for no reason: "No, it's not tickle meat, it's the laugh point."

Lin Xiao: "..."

Should I tell you that there are 720 acupuncture points in the human body, and only this acupuncture point is fabricated.

Lin Xiao: "Okay...then you can laugh a little longer, and you can get out of bed after laughing."

Before Fang Chi could take back the smile, he was taken aback when he heard the words: "Huh? Is it time?"

Lin Xiao: "Well, I've pressed you for more than 40 minutes."

Fang Chi didn't expect time to pass so fast, and he still had something to say at this moment.

Lin Xiao wiped the sweat with the sweat towel hanging around his neck, and asked, "Try to move your shoulders and neck, how does it feel?"

Fang Chi did as he did, turned his neck and shoulders, and said honestly: "It seems to be really relaxed, but it still hurts."

Lin Xiao smiled, and said, "One massage definitely won't get rid of the roots, after all, your problem is also the one that has accumulated over time—"

"Hey, stop." Interesting is interesting, but Captain Fang refuses to hear the words related to "beating a big drum" and "swinging a sledgehammer". After all, these words are too lethal, and it is easy for him to feel sorry for fans. impulse.

Lin Xiao shut up in a timely manner very cooperatively.

Fang Chi sat by the bed, looked at him for a few seconds, and suddenly said with a smile: "I can't eradicate and cure once, so I have to come twice?"

Lin Xiao smiled lightly and said, "Actually...there is no cure for this kind of disease. It can only be long-term physical therapy and maintenance. If it is not treated properly at any time, there is still a possibility of recurrence."

Fang Chi gave a long "Oh": "So, I'd better insist on coming to you for a long-term, uninterrupted...massage?"

The simple-minded master Xiaolin could not hear the overtones of Fang Chi, a thousand-year-old vagabond fox, and replied categorically: "Yes, especially at the stage where you are in severe pain now, it's best to stick to it every day. Massage for four to 10 minutes. When the pain period passes, it means that the symptoms have been relieved a lot. If you want to consolidate the treatment at that time, you can come every other day, or two or three times a week."

"Hmm." Fang Chi asked, "Is it the downstairs checkout?"

Lin Xiao: "..."

Was the topic changed so quickly and bluntly?

One-shot deal.

"It's downstairs." Lin Xiao took two steps forward and pushed open the door of the massage room, "Be careful when you go downstairs."

Fang Chi put on his mask and hat again, and followed him downstairs.

Fang Chi stood in front of the computer desk on the first floor, looked at the two code-scanning cards on the stage, and asked, "How much?"

Lin Xiao sat down on the computer chair, took the headset, but only held it with one hand, covering one side of the headset on the ear, and holding the mouse with the other hand. After a pause of two seconds, he tapped a few times. Down.

Fang Chi turned his head inadvertently, and was slightly taken aback—the computer screen in front of Lin Xiao was black.

Lin Xiao entered the accounting software according to the prompt on the screen, and then replied: "A single shoulder and neck massage is [-]."

Fang Chi took out his mobile phone, and when he looked up, he saw the delicate face hidden behind the computer screen, with an obvious hesitant expression.

Fang Chi secretly smiled in his heart, seemingly unintentionally said: "Is there any discount?"

Lin Xiao was taken aback, and then immediately replied: "Yes, [-] times a single time, [-] times and [-] times if you apply for a card! There is no time limit, and the time meter card is valid for a long time. You can come here whenever you are free. Can!"

"Yeah." Fang Chi tried his best to hold back a smile: "Sure enough, it's more cost-effective to apply for a card, then..."

Lin Xiao raised his head slightly, his eyes were shining like stars under the shattered lights, his slender eyelashes flickered slightly, and his expression showed a little expectation that he himself was not aware of.

"..." Fang Chi gritted his teeth, and the intentional joke of "Let's talk about it next time" that came to his mouth was instantly flashed back innocently by Mr. Xiaolin, and the re-wording changed into "Then make one." ,convenient."

"Okay!" Lin Xiao fumbled and tapped on the keyboard with his thin white fingers, with a cheerful tone: "For the name field, can I just fill in Mr. Zhang Yuan for you? Please leave a mobile phone number, oh yes, you How many times have you applied for the card?"

Fang Chi frowned slightly, and was thinking about whether to keep Zhang Yuan's mobile phone number, when he heard him ask, he said casually, "How many times at most?"

Lin Xiao: "..."

To be honest, as long as you want, I can press you until the end of time.

"The average guest...is ten or fifteen times."

"Then fifteen times."

Fang Chi finally left his assistant Xiaoyou's mobile phone number to him. After scanning the QR code to pay, he thought of something before going out. The hand pushing the door suddenly stopped, and he tilted his head and said, "Tomorrow is still this time, is it okay?"

"Ten o'clock at night?"

"Or...maybe a little later."

Lin Xiao: "..."

All right, considering the 1000 yuan just entered into the account, it doesn't matter if it's a little late.

Lin Xiao nodded, with a dazed and innocent expression, as if he didn't quite understand how a "traditional folk artist" who was "beating the drum" repeatedly on the verge of unemployment could only have such a pitiful time at night.

Not very scientific.

Fang Chi saw him sitting on the chair with a silly and cute look, and felt a little silly, and also a little... good, so he had already stepped out of the glass door with one foot, but still couldn't hold back, and teased him.

"When you come back tomorrow, change your name."

Lin Xiao: "???"

Fang Chi said with a smile: "Can you call me 'you' normally, and remove the heart character of that honorific title?"

"Oh..." Lin Xiao also smiled, raised his hand and touched his nose, a little embarrassed, "I... I'm used to it."

"Changed." Fang Chi said: "You are a masseuse, and the people who come in are all patients who come to ask you to cure their diseases and relieve their pain. It is said that some people have been carried in and out? That's really polite. It should be that they are polite to you, and you can't do it."

Lin Xiao: "..."

He was in a daze, sitting on the chair blankly, with his whole face facing the direction of the door, speechless for a while.

Fang Chi looked back at him, twitched the corner of his mouth, turned and went out, his figure disappeared into the moonlit summer night.

"Master Xiaolin, see you tomorrow."

The author has something to say: Master Xiaolin: Although the "Drumbeater" has come to the end of his career, I can't look down on him.

Captain Fang: The present newspaper, I agree.

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