Aesthetics of Violence [Entertainment]

Zhong Mingcan took Ge Qiao directly to the bus stop sign.

Ge Qiao stood under the platform, looked left and right, and opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything in the end.

In fact, he seldom takes the bus to go out. When he was in college, he had already seen the fierce and domineering bus drivers in Shanghai and Shanghai. Even on the congested roads, he still drove with the chilling feeling of an F1 car, moving in a serpentine shape. It made his internal organs churn, and the soft and soft southern dialect uttered from the mouths of these uncles became extremely sharp and sharp.At that time, he made up his mind that he must buy a car as soon as possible after work, and never suffer from this kind of crime again.

However, Zhong Mingcan's idea obviously has another deep meaning.

"You have been in Pingjing for more than five years, have you never fully appreciated this place?"

"Well, yes." Ge Qiao was told the truth, these questions were beyond the outline for him, and Zhong Mingcan was like his high school geography teacher, always asking him some tricky questions that he hadn't learned yet, which was taken for granted He eagerly expected Ge Qiao to give a perfect reply that met his expectations, and then said, "Look, Ge Qiao doesn't even know the answer to this question, why don't you hurry up and study hard for me."Later, Ge Qiao's name almost became the opening sentence in geography class, so in high school, he was trained to look at people's eyes and act.

At this moment, Ge Qiao knew that he couldn't tell Zhong Mingcan, "Actually, I don't really care what the city looks like", so he had to give Zhong Mingcan a confused look just like he did with his geography teacher back then.

"I can be your free tour guide." Zhong Mingcan said deeply.

There were not many passengers on the bus, and the two of them sat in the rear seat, Ge Qiao was next to the window, and Zhong Mingcan was next to Ge Qiao.

"Look over there," Zhong Mingcan poked the window glass with his finger, "The hot pot restaurant you brought me to last time is over there...the taste is really good, and then I came again with my friend, who came from the United States Beijing tour... Hey, you have seen it too!"

"Huh? I've seen it? When?" Ge Qiao looked away from the window, just in time to meet Zhong Ming's radiant smile, he was dazed for a moment, blinked his eyes hastily, pretending to be calm.

"Do you still remember the musical you watched before? "Rent a Lucky House", the actor who played Roger in the scene we met by chance was him," Zhong Mingchan told Ge Qiao with a smile, "Didn't you just see him?"

That's a great hero.

"...Fuck..." Ge Qiao was shocked suddenly, and the interjection blurted out.This connection is too awesome, so there is a hidden fairy sitting beside me?

"Isn't Broadway particularly interesting?" Ge Qiao suddenly straightened his waist, opened his eyes, and asked enthusiastically.

Zhong Mingcan raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that he had so many topics in his stomach that he wanted to share with Ge Qiao, and in the end he used this to attract Ge Qiao.

"Well, it's lively from morning to night, with many tourists, and the neon lights at night are beautiful."

"I really want to see a Broadway musical. It's not so famous, the kind that can only be seen in Broadway theaters in New York."

"Then go."

"Too lazy to go."

Tsk, isn't it because you're lazy?

The bus turned a sharp bend and drifted into another street. The sycamore trees on both sides of the road had already lost their branches and leaves, and lost a touch of bright green, and the whole street was eclipsed.

Zhong Mingcan suddenly tapped on the window glass with the tip of his index finger, and said to Ge Qiao: "Here, do you see it? This street is basically all new buildings, and the one over there is a small theater. Occasionally there will be musicals choreographed by college students themselves." Performance. It is said that several small theaters will be built around. The location of your company is very good. This area is considered to be a new art district with great potential. Don’t look at these buildings that are still under construction. It’s a mess. It is estimated that the future development will refer to New York Off Broadway or Daehangro in Seoul, there will be more original musicals and dramas mainly for young people. We can come here to watch next time. You are too lazy to travel far. This place is close to your company and after work Just come over."

Hearing that Zhong Mingcan arranged another "next time" for him by mistake, Ge Qiao suddenly became rebellious: "How do you know that I will definitely be willing to come?"

"Don't you want to?" Zhong Mingcan asked slowly, but it didn't sound like he was waiting for Ge Qiao's answer at all.

Ge Qiao didn't refute. He was indeed aroused by Zhong Mingcan's proposal, but he was still very stubborn: "...Let's talk about it when the time comes."

Zhong Mingcan knew that Ge Qiao had agreed, so he nodded with a smile, and quietly watched Ge Qiao leaning on his chin with one hand, resting his elbow on the edge of the car window, staring at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

In fact, Ge Qiao is not in a daze, he seems to have never been so serious in admiring the strangers passing by, admiring their daily life.He was busy with studies when he was a child, was busy with club activities when he was in college, and was busy with dealing with complicated affairs and job competition after work. He had never thought about why he was always busy with these things before, but he was not obsessed with finding the answer.But at this moment, such confusion suddenly appeared in his mind, which made the alarm ring in his heart.

It was like denying the meaning of his 28 years of life, even if it was only for a few seconds, it made him feel a little scared.

Two old men were playing chess on the side of the street. They were sitting in a place where the sun could shine, wrapped in large army green padded jackets, curled up, and only stretched out their hands from the cuffs crossed on their chests when it was their turn to play chess.There are three or four people standing loosely around, staring at the chessboard with their hands behind their backs and stretching their necks. Occasionally, they will stretch out a finger to point out the maze for the chess players.Ge Qiao's eyes stayed on them for a while longer, until the running bus mercilessly threw them out of his sight.

"Let's go, get off the bus." Zhong Mingcan called him.

Ge Qiao was neither stupid nor stupid, he figured it out, and understood why Zhong Mingcan took so much trouble to bring him here.

A warm current full of emotion was surging in his heart, but the moment Zhong Mingcan took him to the fountain in the central square and took out his mobile phone, it disappeared.

"Which set meal do you want?" Zhong Mingcan asked bluntly, "It's not elegant to eat with chopsticks in this place, please feel wronged, eat fast food, I'll order a takeaway from McDonald's, you choose." Personable, very polite .

"..." Ge Qiao was so angry that he couldn't speak.Go to the central square to order takeaway, or order McDonald's, so why travel so far?There are McDonald's and Burger King next to the company, and they are opened next to each other.

I understand, you don't care about wine, you care about mountains and rivers, right?

But I'm fucking hungry and want to eat!

Ge Qiao angrily snatched Zhong Mingcan's mobile phone, ordered a few things randomly without looking at it, and put the mobile phone back into his hand.

Zhong Mingcan looked at the menu that Ge Qiao had ordered: "Well, let's order two more cups of hot drinks. Is hot soy milk okay?"

Ge Qiao doesn't want to talk to him now, and his heart is full of countless capitalized and bold "MMP". This dude not only orders McDonald's as a takeaway in the central square, but also orders soy milk as a hot drink in McDonald's.

"You can tell him to put more sugar," Zhong Mingcan seemed to realize that Ge Qiao's mood was not right now, "Let's warm up your body first, and I'll buy you a cup of milk tea when I go back later."

Like coaxing a child, is it a problem that can be solved with a cup of milk tea now?

"So you are actually taking me out today to experience the hardships of the people?" Ge Qiao gave him a sideways look.

Zhong Mingcan trembled his fingers just as he was about to place an order, but he didn't expect that Ge Qiao didn't understand what it means to see through without telling the truth, and to expose himself so suddenly, completely out of routine.

"Well, I think, you need some unforgettable life experiences..."

Going to have a picnic in the middle of the city in winter, looking out at a stretch of high-rise buildings, eating hamburgers and drinking soy milk, well, it is quite unforgettable.

Ge Qiao sighed helplessly, thought for a few seconds, took out the phone from his pocket, and swiped open the lock screen with his frozen fingers: "Since I promised you, it's all here, let's add some background music to help Add to the fun."

Zhong Mingcan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, and very much agreed with Ge Qiao's romantic proposal.Then, he watched Ge Qiao open Weibo, search for "AIX audio source", and click on the black screen with only audio.

"...Isn't this the audio leaked earlier?"

"correct."

"You are..." After thinking for a long time, I couldn't think of a nice word, "Are you helping the evildoers?"

Ge Qiao took a look at Zhong Mingcan, and burst out laughing: "It's all exposed, anyway, it's already like this, it doesn't matter."

"If you don't mind, I'll change it." Ge Qiao suddenly realized that Zhong Mingcan was the original author of this song, and the sound source was stolen, so he must also feel very uncomfortable.

"I don't mind, just listen to this," Zhong Mingcan shook his head. He listened to the somewhat distorted voice, which was not at all comparable to the quality of the original song. His mood was inevitably a little delicate. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "The matter of the leak of the sound source is handled well. Yet?"

"No progress," Ge Qiao stopped, and didn't continue until he heard the saxophone interlude that he regarded as the climax of the whole song, "but the outside world should think that this matter is just like that. The bad influence has stopped Yes, but I feel a little depressed, who did such a thing that harms others and does not benefit oneself? I really can't figure it out..."

"It's really difficult for you to encounter such a thing."

"Hey, don't you know the result of the voting for the title song?"

"Already out?"

"Eight to nine is not far from ten, you now have more than 8 votes, you are sure to win!"

The song entered the second chorus, rustling, there were too many noises, grinding the eardrums and nerves of the music producer Zhong Mingying, causing goosebumps on his body instantly.

Wait a minute, there's something wrong with this noise!

"Stop, stop!" Zhong Mingcan suddenly grabbed Ge Qiao's wrist, almost flipping the phone in his hand, "Pause!"

"What... what's wrong?" Ge Qiao hurriedly pressed the pause button, and the sizzle music stopped abruptly.

Zhong Mingcan stretched out his hand, motioning Ge Qiao to lend him the phone, then pulled the progress bar of the audio to the very beginning, put the earpiece close to his ear, and clicked on the play button.As he listened, he gradually frowned, his expression becoming more and more serious.

The sound of cloth rubbing is very clear.

There is a slight human voice, which seems to be laughing, but it is not clear, but it must not be the original voice in the song.

what else?

what is this sound?

...the shutter of the camera?

Zhong Mingcan suddenly turned his head to look at Ge Qiao, his eyes flashed for a moment, and the doubt between his brows was replaced by surprise. He re-adjusted the progress bar of the audio, and brought the phone to Ge Qiao's ear: "Listen here, can you hear it?" to what?"

Ge Qiao was taken aback by Zhong Mingcan's excitement, so he didn't dare to neglect, so he quickly concentrated on posting it.

At the beginning of the second chorus, between a series of tight drumbeats, there is a slight "click" sound, which is very concise and short. If you don't distinguish it carefully, you can't hear it at all. It is like the start of some kind of machinery. Sound, like...

The sound of taking pictures!

right!The sound of pressing the shutter!

Connected!Finally connected!

All the clues make sense. The strange girl who appeared in the MV shooting place kept her hands in her pockets. Ge Qiao was standing near her and kept taking pictures with the camera. The photos selected for AIX were blurry. The figure of her, and her "illegitimate meal" status.

The mess stuck in his heart was finally untied. After thinking it through, Ge Qiao swiped his phone back, not wanting to delay for a second, and immediately sent a message to Yao Yu: I will go to your office in the afternoon and call AIX to come, about the leak of the sound source .

Turning sideways, he said to Zhong Mingcan, who had made great contributions, "Come back to the company with me in a while, and discuss what to do next."

Zhong Mingcan naturally listened and respected him.

This nondescript lunch ended very quickly, probably because it was so cold that he lost his sense of taste, Ge Qiao only felt that he seemed to be full, but he didn't know what he ate.

Anyway, it's just a McDonald's meal, and it doesn't matter what you eat.

When sitting in the heated bus and walking towards the company, Ge Qiao was wrapped in the warm air in the car and fell asleep. He looked at Zhong Mingcan, who was not changing his face, and endured it again and again, and finally Still didn't hold back, his tone was very sincere: "Next time I'm going to enter the house, I'm going to eat in a place with walls, doors and ceilings."

Zhong Mingcan also nodded sincerely, thinking what "next time" is waiting for, and dinner can be arranged for him.

The main entrance of the company building, beside the flower bed not far from the right.

Ge Qiao inadvertently saw the five members of the AIX group standing there, forming a circle, and there seemed to be a person standing in the middle, wearing a black hat, with his back facing the direction Ge Qiao and the others were in, so he couldn't see Know who that person is.

"AIX and the others are here too," Ge Qiao poked Zhong Mingcan with his elbow, then raised his chin in the direction of the flower bed, "Let's go and have a look, call them, and go to a meeting together."

"Hey! Kids! What are you doing here..."

Ge Qiao threw off Zhong Mingcan, trotted a few steps forward by himself, and slapped Shen Ziyang on the shoulder. After a few days of seeing each other, the child's blue hair regained its luster.He was in a happy mood at this time, and he smiled so much that he rolled his eyes. Before he could finish his greetings, he looked directly at the man wearing the black hat in the middle, and immediately lost his smile. In situ.

Familiar thin figure and white lips with plain face.

Such a coincidence?

The whole family is waiting for you, long time no see.