star chaser poem

When sitting side by side with Yan Chen in the store, the person next to him was still replying emails on his company mobile phone.

They don't have to see clients today, so neither of them is wearing a tie.The first button on Yan Chen's shirt was unbuttoned, and the neckline was open casually. The fatigue of working overtime for days seemed to make him neglect the care of his appearance. Xiang Shi caught a glimpse of his bluish stubble and messy hair, and subconsciously bit The lower lip where I live is raised with dead skin due to dryness.

In view of the recent busyness, they did not go to the restaurant where they ate conger eel rice bowls last time, but chose the udon noodle restaurant that turned tables faster.

It was the turn of the slightly cramped bar counter seat. Due to the open design, you can vaguely feel the bursts of heat coming out of the kitchen.

Xiang Shi felt a little bored, and subconsciously wanted to loosen the tie, but she didn't expect to reach the front of the tie with her fingers to feel the space, so she had to lift the neckline to let the air out.

Yan Chen's eyes were still fixed on the phone, his eyes showed fatigue, but his eyes burst out with fiery excitement.Xiang Shi took a sip of the ice water on the table by herself, and the drowsiness lingering in her head was not extinguished in the slightest.

This time it was the other party he took the initiative to ask out, and Xiang Shi was very skeptical, if it wasn't for his invitation, Yan Chen might not have planned to have lunch at all today.

"Sorry, I have an email that I have to reply right away." The phone was finally put down.

It is inconvenient to talk directly about the evaluation, so he was going to sound out the words on the sidelines. He just took a breath and was about to speak, but he was interrupted unexpectedly: "Do you have anything to discuss with me? We talked about it two days ago. gone?"

Hearing this sentence, Xiang Shi's expression was like eating a fly, thinking that this person is really as sharp as ever.

"Yes, we talked about it."

"Who is your other evaluator?"

Xiang Shi said the name of the middle-aged leader, and Yan Chen nodded understandingly, "Oh, Jin Toad. I don't like him very much."

"Golden toad?"

"That's right." He responded with no surprise, and reached out for a tissue to wipe the table, "He always wears a blinding gold tie, and he looks like a toad, don't you think? When I first joined the company, I called him that during the same period."

Although the description is apt, he still wants to avoid using this title as much as possible: "Why do you say you don't like him?"

"Because he is a good teacher. At best, he cares about the cultivation of newcomers. At worst, he is arrogant and annoying. I think he is better at preaching than working." As he said, he folded the paper towel that wiped the table into a The neat quadrilaterals were pressed under the tray of seasonings.

"So," Yan Chen turned half of his face and asked with interest: "What did he tell you?"

Without avoiding that gaze, Xiang Shi picked up the key points of the interview one by one in a few words.There was no emotional ups and downs in his tone, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"What I'm saying is all a statement of facts, without personal judgment."

And the other party's impression is very simple: "It's obviously brainwashing you if you have to go online for such a big thing, so don't worry about it."

Xiang Shi recalled that when she first joined the company, there were often seniors who seemed omnipotent who taught them to take the initiative and try bravely.

But now he is beginning to gradually understand the meaning behind these words: you have to do what the company asks you to do, and you have to know if you can't.

In order to compress the process from "can't" to "will" as much as possible, all the pressure brought about by the overload operation must be swallowed by the parties.

There is no right to refuse at all.It seems that his life has always been like this, roughly equating the requirements imposed by the outside world with his own wishes, either driven by the power above his head, or influenced by the people around him.

Even if you don’t know where your destination is, it’s definitely right to follow the authority and the majority—you don’t need to think for yourself anyway.

At this time, the curry beef udon ordered by the two was brought up, and they asked Shiwen for two disposable paper bibs, which they wore outside their shirts to prevent them from being splashed while eating.

"To be honest, I don't think the current situation will change in a short time. What are you going to do?"

"Before considering countermeasures, I will first analyze the cause of this situation, whether it is me, the company, or the entire industry." He stirred the chubby noodles in the bowl with chopsticks, not in a hurry to eat them, but waiting for them to hide in them The heat dissipated slowly.

"But having said that, the current work focuses on how to solve other people's problems and respond to other people's requests. I actually want to produce in my own name."

Yan Chen raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, "According to your idea, you should go to the manufacturing industry. Are you going to change jobs?"

"Don't change it for now, hasn't the company started to encourage side jobs? I want to give it a try."

"Which aspect?"

Holding chopsticks and a tortoiseshell spoon, Xiang Shi replied thoughtfully, "I have a friend who wants to start a business, but I lack someone who can manage it."

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When she followed the mobile phone navigation to the front of the building, Xiang Shi would never have believed that if it hadn't been for the clear words "B2F Lightning Fire" written on the floor sign, there would be a hidden building in this building entrenched near the downtown station. With a livehouse.

There are times when a good student doesn't want to study, but today he suddenly had a rebellious mentality, and he made up an excuse and left as soon as six o'clock.Of course, the price to pay for this is to spread the leftover work to other days - but Xiang Shi doesn't care at all.

It’s not Friday yet. When we walked out of the company building, there were pedestrians in twos and threes on the street. After leaving get off work on time for a long time, people felt the joyful freedom. Even the pace of walking was much lighter than usual, and there was even an illusion that there was a faint wind around the body. .

The underground music market in Wu City is very developed, and the number of livehouses and record stores is second to none in China. As long as you have enough time and money, it is not impossible to watch performances in these places every day, because there are always countless bands taking turns on stage .

Xiang Shi tried to search for livehouses near the company, but actually found one.After confirming the schedule on the website, the show started earlier today, and there are six bands in total.

In fact, after a little thought, you will understand that the lineup this time is definitely not as good as last time's mirage: there are more bands on the same stage, and the venue rental fee on weekdays is cheaper than on holidays.It is conceivable that they have not yet had the confidence to actively choose performance opportunities.

Since the opening time had already passed, Xiang Shi bought the same-day ticket directly at the door and entered the venue halfway, thinking about how much she could see, and went back home when she got bored.

After entering the underground, the staff looked at his suit and leather shoes strangely, and asked as usual: "Who are you here to see?" He picked up the words on the ticket and said something nonsense, took the drink coupon and hurriedly opened the door .

The area of ​​Lightning Stone Fire is about half of the mirage, regardless of the front and rear areas, only one level of heightened steps is made at the rearmost position. Can observe the scene on the stage very clearly.

As expected by Xiang Shi, there were few people watching the performance on weekdays. At this time, the audience in the audience was sparse, and the reaction was not very enthusiastic. An embarrassing temperature difference—perhaps this is the normal state of underground band performances.

In order not to disturb others, he consciously got into the last row. There were a few girls sitting scattered on the elevated steps. It seemed that he had little interest in the band in front of him, so he entered the standby mode out of boredom.

When he passed one of them, his heart moved, and he simply found an open space and sat down on the spot; after the other party noticed the movement, he raised his eyes and looked at Xiang Shi in surprise for a moment, and then waved at him proactively as a greeting.

The sound of music in the arena was deafening, and the two tacitly did not speak; although their eyesight was half short after sitting down, they could still see the situation on the stage from the gap between the crowd.

He could hear that the lead singer's breath was not very stable, the high notes were eaten in some places, and the whole chorus was dying, like a translucent ghost, floating in the air with a thin sense of existence.

Indeed... quite boring.

After the band left, the lights came back on, and Xiang Shi took off her suit jacket, folded it carefully and put it on her bent knees.

The people around him couldn't help being amused seeing him folding his clothes in a serious manner, "You just got off work?"

"Well, I came from the company."

"Who are you visiting today?"

"No one, just take a look, how about you?"

Taoguo took out the ticket from his pocket, pointed and handed it to him, "Here, these two, do you know?"

Xiang Shi shook her head, "What kind of band?"

"It's boring to tell you now." She put away the tickets again, blinking her eyes weirdly, "When they come out, I'll take you to the front."

"Miaomiao didn't come with you?"

"She only looks at J and is not interested in anything else. I watch everything."

Taoguo said that her favorite band is not Sariel.

Bai Yueguang, who really put it first, is already quite famous, and he will never return to such a cramped small venue to perform.Compared with venues with tens of millions of people, she prefers the unique presence and vitality of small livehouses, so she will watch other bands at the same time during the free period when she can't see Bai Yueguang.

"By the way, I read the "Spades News" posted at the entrance of Mirage last time. Because the cover was Sariel, I ran back and got another copy." When Xiang Shi said this, she obviously felt Taoguo's gaze began to change.

After the performance, there are usually many people handing out leaflets at the door of the livehouse. There are mainly two types: one is unknown musicians who promote their bands; Livehouse's upcoming performances to promote.

Although "Spades News" is not a leaflet, it belongs to the latter for the time being.Xiang Shi also got another free magazine of the same type that day. The content is mainly about interviews and introductions of various bands. Whether it is the binding design or the concept of the publication itself, it is of unexpectedly high quality.

"I saw you in the editorial postscript on the back cover."