Memory Chaser - Mayday Fans

When Xia Jingxuan received the call, Ashin was practicing in the recording studio in Taipei. The key of the song he wrote himself was too high and it would easily collapse when he sang live. Everyone was trying to solve it, and tried to arrange the song without affecting the atmosphere of the original song. Under the circumstances, let Ashin restore the aura of the original song.

Martha teased him seriously, the fans were right, Ashin always forgot that he was going to sing when he was writing songs.

Ashin was planning to respond to the golden sentence, but the phone that was placed aside rang.

As soon as he saw the call, Ashin hurriedly answered it as if he was instantly lit up, and even gestured for others to stop first.

You don't need to guess to know that it is Xia Jingxuan's call.

The others tacitly put down the instruments in their hands, looked at the silly classmate Chen Xinhong happily, and complained in unison in their hearts: Look, there is a younger brother!

Ashin's voice was full of smiles: "Hello, Jingxuan"

But Xia Jingxuan's voice on the other side was a little hoarse: "Brother... Is there anyone around you? I have something to tell you."

Ashin found it strange. This was the first time Jingxuan made such a request. Ashin looked around and said, "I'm training a group, and there are no strangers around."

Ashin thought that Xia Jingxuan was worried that there would be strangers around, and he would accidentally overhear their conversation.

But when he practiced the group, he was surrounded by Mayday members and long-term working partners. Ashin felt that there was no need to avoid them. These people knew about the two of them.

But Xia Jingxuan insisted: "Brother, I want to ask you for help with my work. You can find a place where no one is around. I want to ask you something."

"Oh... okay..." Ashin stood up, bowed slightly to apologize to everyone, and then hid.

After confirming that there was no one around, Ashin answered the phone again: "It's ok now, let's talk."

Xia Jingxuan: "Brother, for your concert in Qingcheng half a year ago, I want information about all the people sitting in the first row. Can you help me? It's all right."

Ashin was stunned: "The audience information in the first row of the concert??"

Xia Jingxuan: "Yes, it involves clues to a case, and I hope my brother will do his best to help me."

Ashin smiled: "Why are you so polite, even if it has nothing to do with your work, as long as you ask me, I will do my best."

Xia Jingxuan didn't answer the call, and it was against the rules to involve irrelevant people into the case.But Xia Jingxuan had a premonition that he had no choice but to do this, as if someone had carved a path for him in the mist. He didn't know whether this path led to the exit or led to the cliff, but at this moment, he had no choice but to This is the way to go.

Ashin thought about it carefully, but his brain was troubled. The first row of the concert is usually free tickets and not sold.According to Taiwan's entertainment industry, the first row is all "sir".

The free tickets came and went, and even if he asked his colleagues in the publicity department, they might not remember who the tickets were given to.

Ashin didn't want Jingxuan to be disappointed: "Don't worry, I'll try my best to ask, and there will definitely be some clues."

Xia Jingxuan's voice was soft: "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, brother."

Ashin smiled, he seemed to be able to see Jing Xuan on the other end of the phone, nodding obediently and guiltily.

He raised his head, the moon in Taiwan tonight is very round and bright, is the moon Jing Xuan saw in Beijing also the same?

Ashin: "Next month will be the concert in Kaohsiung for a week, and it will be the last stop of this tour. After the end, I will live with you in Beijing for a while, is that okay?"

Ashin's voice is very gentle, with a soft southern accent.Xia Jingxuan could hardly hold the phone for a moment, he was a little bit overwhelmed: "Brother, stay in Beijing!"

"Huh! What?" Ashin suddenly wanted to tease him, "Don't you want to live with me?"

Xia Jingxuan shook her head quickly, remembering that he was on the phone, and Ashin couldn't see it even after shaking her head, so she stupidly explained to the phone: "No... no... I... live in a small place, I'm afraid you won't be used to it."

Ashin thinks his brother is so funny, if someone is in front of him, he will reach out and rub his head hard: "Why? You just leave me a sofa."

Xia Jingxuan muttered in a low voice: "I won't let you sleep on the sofa, if you want to sleep, I will sleep on it."

This sentence completely amused Ashin, and he reluctantly hung up the phone when he had laughed enough.

After returning to the training room, I was in a good mood, and generously expressed that I didn't care about Martha's molesting lead singer like a bass player.

Facing the lead singer whose combat effectiveness has dropped significantly in response to trash talk, Bass sincerely hoped that the legendary younger brother could make a phone call every day during the rehearsal time!

Amen!

Ashin called his colleagues in the publicity department that day, hoping to get information about the audience in the first row of the Qingcheng concert half a year ago. He thought it would take a lot of work.Unexpectedly, the colleague who announced the announcement answered him on the spot: "For the past six months, the free tickets in the first row have been directly given to the marketing department of Grassland Dairy. We signed a half-year endorsement contract with them."

Ashin immediately realized that there was such a thing.They have rarely received endorsements from mainland brands over the years. When this company came to them, Ashin was surprised. Why would a yogurt brand ask them for a middle-aged band to endorse, shouldn’t they find a boy like Come on? A teen idol like that?

The company was still hesitant at first, but the other party spent a lot of money on endorsements, and the advertising planning was done very carefully, which fit the image of Mayday, so Ashin and the others agreed.

But this information alone is not enough.

Ashin: "Is there a way to find out who they gave their tickets to?"

The publicity manager was in a dilemma: "We don't know about this, and it's impossible for us to know how their company handles these tickets."

That's right, Ah Xin thought: The circulation of free tickets is so large, how can we check in all over the world, let's think of other ways.

"One more thing" Ashin asked, "We will record every concert, can you help me find the video of the Qingcheng concert half a year ago? I want to see if it is possible to capture the first row people."

"Okay," the subordinate agreed, "I'll look for it and hope for good luck. But Brother Ashin, can I ask why you are looking for it?"

Ashin shook his head: "I'm sorry I can't say it, thank you for your hard work."

The subordinate didn't ask any more questions, and hung up the phone after saying goodbye.

Ashin was sitting in the empty training room, holding his mobile phone, and a thought suddenly came to his heart.

He was very worried, he was very worried that his subordinates would not be able to find valuable clues after all, this was the first time Jing Xuan asked him for help, and he really hoped that he could help.

This will make him feel that what he has brought to Jing Xuan is not all trouble, but that he is still useful.

Ashin didn't understand why he had such humble thoughts.But that's what he thought.

There is still one month before the last performance of the tour, and Ashin is already preparing for his life in Beijing.It's a headache to think about it. First, he can't cook, and second, he can't do housework. He rarely washes the dishes by himself, and he hasn't been to the supermarket for a long time.How should Jing Xuan be taken care of in Beijing? Don't let Jing Xuan take care of him instead.

After telling my family and friends about my plans, everyone became more worried.Chen's mother and Chen's father didn't know about Ashin and Xia Jingxuan. Ashin just told his parents that he would live in Beijing for a long time to find inspiration, and he would go home about once a month.

Ashin's parents were spoiled by their son, basically they believed what Ashin said without any doubt.Guan Yu just had an expression of swallowing eggs raw: "Brother, are you sure you don't bring your assistant with you?"

Guanyu: "I remember you haven't cooked for almost 20 years. Do you still remember how to use the rice cooker? By the way, do you have WeChat and Alipay? Now you don't need cash to buy things in mainland China, and you are a Road idiot, you can’t even open Baidu Maps, Beijing is so big, you’re sure you won’t get lost. By the way, can you type in pinyin?”

Ashin: ...

Fortunately, Ashin has always had a character of facing up to difficulties. He bought himself a bunch of cooking books without fear, specializing in that kind of simple quick-hand dishes, or learning how to make soup.By the way, I asked the assistant to help with the long-term residence permits in the mainland, and to apply for the mainland phone number and mobile phone. I downloaded various apps that are commonly used in mainland China and started to learn.

"At least learn to type in pinyin," A Xinxin thought, "or he won't even know how to use a computer." Fortunately, he has a good foundation in simplified Chinese characters, and he has been familiar with the pinyin input method for so many years, so he learned it quickly.

Everything else is fine, except for cooking.After tasting the dish No.30, which was cooked by Ashin himself for nine times, the monster looked at the chicken rice with shiitake mushrooms that barely caught his eye, and stretched out his chopsticks as if he was dead.

The others sat around nervously, watching the monster swallow the meal with a look of solemn admiration as if looking up at the hero's sacrifice.

"How is it?" Ashin looked at the monster with bright eyes, "Is it okay this time?"

The monster gave Ashin a thumbs up, and said sincerely: "You can eat it, Chen Xinhong, you are a genius, you succeeded after only forty attempts."

"Really?" Ashin smiled like he had scored [-] on a math test, "I knew I could do it!"

Stone:……

Guan Yu:……

Martha: "...Forget it, I still don't complain."

During the "Preparation for Beijing Life", Ashin also received a video from the agent of the Publicity Department, and they carefully edited all the shots that were shot in the front row of the auditorium into a collection.But the manager also said that since the first row is not a commonly used shooting angle, the shots are often brought to the third or fourth row.There are very few shots in the first row, let's see if it can be used.

Ashin sent the video to Xia Jingxuan, which also explained the situation.Hearing his brother's low tone, Xia Jingxuan tried to comfort him.In order to make his brother happy, he turned the topic to the upcoming cohabitation life.

Ashin immediately became happy, and said with great interest that he had learned a lot of dishes, and that he would definitely let Xia Jingxuan try them when he came to Beijing.

Xia Jingxuan obediently responded, but suddenly felt her stomach twitch.