Give the slag and accept the end

When the green of the willow branches drifted towards the blue sky, Zhou Bei's aphasia was completely healed, but he still didn't like to talk or meet people.

Zhou Bei didn't go to school anymore, he didn't want to go, and Su Ying didn't want him to go either.Originally, Su Ying proposed to let Zhou Bei go to his restaurant to play the piano, but Zhou Bei was reluctant, and now he was very afraid of crowded places.

Considering his mental state and some suggestions given by the psychiatrist, Su Ying gave up and didn't force him to socialize any more. Instead, he often took him to join some travel clubs to wander around and have a look.

Seeing more worlds, Zhou Bei also gradually came out of his own small world and became more active. Not to mention anything else, at least talking and laughing to Chan Chan and him are completely normal.

But there are still nine years left in the mission, and Su Ying can't be by Zhou Bei's side all the time, and Zhou Bei can't just be around him and a dog, so Su Ying proposes to let Zhou Bei try to find a job. Work.

Zhou Bei never refused any of his requests, but this time he hesitated.

"Don't you want to go?" Su Ying asked.

Zhou Bei pursed his lips: "I don't want to, I...can I wait a few more days? Can I do it next week?"

"Why wait until next week?"

"My illness, no one wanted me." Zhou Bei said, "I submitted my resume online, and it was written that I have AIDS, and no one wanted me."

Su Ying said: "Those on the Internet are a minority after all. If you are willing to work, I can arrange for you to go to my restaurant to play the piano..."

"No." Zhou Bei interrupted him, "Don't you need a health certificate to work in the catering industry? I can't work in restaurants and other places with my disease."

Su Ying frowned: "Yes, catering is not good, service industry is not good, and there are other things."

Zhou Bei stopped talking.

In fact, it is said in the society that AIDS patients are not discriminated against, but in fact, whether it is employment, medical treatment or social interaction, they are all severely discriminated against and isolated.This is not to blame the masses, but it cannot be said that these patients deserve it.

"Then what do you want?" Su Ying thought for a while, and felt that there were indeed many problems with Zhou Bei's personality and illness when he went out to work. If he was not careful, if he was stimulated by something, his previous efforts might be in vain.So he proposed: "Why don't you come to my company and be my assistant?"

But everyone in his company knew about Zhou Bei's situation and his personal relationship, but how to bear other people's strange eyes was a big problem for Zhou Bei.

Sure enough, Zhou Bei pursed his lips again when he heard his proposal.

Seeing his appearance, Su Ying sighed helplessly, lit a cigarette, and overturned his proposal: "Forget it, don't go if you don't want to go, I actually have no other intentions, not to say how do you feel when you are idle?" , It's just that I'm busy sometimes, and I can't always be by your side to take care of you, and you don't want to socialize, if you're alone at home...it's too boring, isn't it? "

Zhou Bei let out a "huh" and stopped talking.

Su Ying has nothing to do with him. If he is someone else, he will definitely reprimand him immediately. The young ones are not enterprising and lazy all day long, and they are also passive and introverted. The days are still so long, how do we live?

But Zhou Bei is not someone else.

The son of a prostitute; a child who lacked love since childhood and never experienced family warmth; a victim who was intentionally infected with AIDS by someone he liked and witnessed him jumping off a building; A person who has been insulted...how can he be expected to be optimistic?

Not hating the world is the kindest thing.

Once, before Su Ying transmigrated into a human being, he transmigrated into various animals.Cats, cats and dogs are pretty good. If they dress up as animals that are used as food, death is inevitable, but it doesn't matter, at least they die happily.

Only one animal crossing experience is still fresh in his memory. That time, he was dressed as a little monkey playing circus.

Because he has a human IQ, he can do various performances with ease. The head of the circus likes him very much and takes him to perform shows everywhere.

Unfortunately, during a performance, he was spotted by a rich man with a fat head and big ears, and he bought it with a lot of money.He thought that this person bought him to play, but he didn't want this person to take him to the dining table.

He was tightly bound and placed on a large plate in the middle of the table, the top of his head was knocked off, and a can of freshly heated oil was poured down.

Before he lost consciousness, he could hear the admiration and laughter of the people around him, and vaguely smelled the smell of his brain being scalded.

At that time, he knew that the human species is the most cruel.

This is the reason why everyone wants to live without bounds, but he wants to die so urgently.He never thought he was human, nor did he bother to be one.As for what he is, he himself does not know.

A week later, Zhou Bei gave him the result of his thinking - he wanted to do a live broadcast.

"live streaming?"

Zhou Bei nodded: "What do you think?"

Su Ying frowned and asked him: "Do you know what the live broadcast is like? The criticism of doing live broadcast is no less than that of going to work. Can you bear it?"

Zhou Bei: "It's fine if I don't show my face."

"Why don't you show your face?"

"I wear a mask."

"How do you broadcast live while wearing a mask? People can't see you, but can you attract popularity?" He is not familiar with this area. He has watched live broadcasts a few times and thought it was the kind of industry where you can get money by chatting with a pretty face.

"Yes, I play the piano live, I don't rely on my face." Zhou Bei smiled a few times, touched his nose, and said a little embarrassedly, "When you were not at home two days ago, I played the live broadcast a few times, and some people think I played well and gave me a reward, and the platform contacted me."

"How much was the reward?"

"There is...about ten thousand or twenty thousand yuan." Zhou Bei's expression was slightly smug.He has grown up so much, this is the time he has earned the most. Before that, he was a part-time job, the kind that paid 2 yuan a month.

"……"Yeah?How easy is it to make money?

Su Ying didn't believe Zhou Bei's words at all.According to Zhou Bei, there are only a few hundred fans in total, and there are more than a dozen bigwigs who are lucky enough to spend money silently without seeing their faces, and each person spends thousands of gifts.

is it possible?

Definitely a liar, right?

Or seeing Zhou Bei's slender hands, seeing hands and knowing people, and thinking that the person who plays the piano should also look super good-looking, so I want to win Zhou Bei's favor through this method, and then...

Absolutely yes, who would be so generous and generous to spend so much money, except for those with bad intentions?

After taking Zhou Bei for more than half a year, Su Ying completely evolved into a heart-wrenching old father.He didn't even think about it, how can a liar spend so much money without talking to Zhou Bei?But people really don't say a word, just throw money.

In order to investigate the truth of the matter, Su Ying spent a day at home to observe the situation.Wearing a mask, Zhou Bei was fiddling with the cell phone and microphone, while he stood and watched.

Zhou Bei's broadcast time is not fixed, but every time he goes online, some people insist on watching his live broadcast.The man's nickname was very rustic, "Ping An".

"Hi everyone, I'm Xiaozhou, the host of the piano broadcaster. The piece I'm bringing to you today is Croatian Rhapsody. This piece comes from..."

In addition to playing the piano, Zhou Bei's live broadcast also includes repertoire introductions, interspersed with some professional music history knowledge or some simple playing skills.

He has prepared detailed materials for each live broadcast, and practiced each song a hundred times in private.He wants to show his best and best side to these audiences who support him, so he puts extra effort into it.

Due to the high quality of the live broadcast, the number of fans grew rapidly.During the moment Su Ying was standing here, his number of fans increased by two or three hundred.

At this speed, if it wasn't for Zhou Bei's unwillingness to show his face, it would be very easy to become a hot topic on the platform under his conditions.

"Okay, next, please enjoy the music I played for you."

On the screen of the mobile phone, the masked young man straightened his back and got ready. After a few breaths, he gently raised his hand, and then dropped it heavily.

The crisp sound of the piano sounded and filled the air.

This is a fast-paced piano piece, each sound is as decisive as a soldier's bayonet, from light to thick, from high to low, as if you heard the sound of footsteps rushing towards the ruins.The buoyancy and excitement are pregnant with the opposite gloom, which makes people see the blood-stained sky, and hear the desperate background and angry roar under the dead night sky.

Gradually, with the more and more dense and passionate melody pouring into people's ears irresistibly, it is like the howling of the devil: Destroy!despair!Revolt!Be angry!

The young man's hands struck the keys with afterimages, his back sometimes straightened, sometimes arched, and he swayed his body and wrists frantically, as if he was not playing the piano, but holding a □To destroy the world.When the last key fell, the young man suddenly raised his head, flicked his ponytail in an arc, and raised the corners of his mouth.

It was just a song, and Su Ying was stunned as he stood aside.

He has heard Zhou Bei play the piano before, but he has never heard of this fierce style. In addition, Zhou Bei always practiced the piano in the morning, read books in the afternoon, and played soothing tunes in the evening, and he usually handles business in the company in the morning, so I didn't know that Zhou Bei could play this kind of music so well.

"Papa papa!" He couldn't help applauding Zhou Bei.

The applause spread to the other side of the phone, and someone in the audience became curious.

"Blogger, is there anyone beside you?"

"Blogger, are you single?"

"Broadcaster..."

Apart from these gossips, the most common ones are all kinds of blinding gifts, which are sent out one after another, filling up the phone screen.

Among them, especially the audience named "Ping An", the gift of tens of dollars is ten at a time, which is extraordinarily generous.Zhou Bei was very happy and kept saying "thank you" to the screen.

Su Ying stood on the side smoking a cigarette, looking thoughtfully at the user on the screen with the red Christmas Day avatar who kept swiping presents.

Half an hour later, Zhou Bei turned off the live broadcast.

"Have enough fun?"

"Ah."

"are you happy?"

"Well, happy."

Su Ying said: "As long as you are happy, since you like it, then you can do this." After that, he added a strange sentence, "It's okay to live broadcast twice more, let your fan give you more rewards Son, I don't think he's short of the money."

Zhou Bei didn't think deeply, thinking that Su Ying supported him in the live broadcast, and nodded with a smile.

"Brother, can I use your computer? I want to save the content of the data as a document before the live broadcast later. Typing on a mobile phone is really too slow."

Only then did Su Ying realize that Zhou Bei didn't have his own computer, and said, "Okay, you can use mine first, and I'll buy you a new one later."

"Thank you brother!" Zhou Bei was so happy that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear, and hugged Su Ying, "You are so kind to me! I like you so much!"

"Yo, this mouth is terrible, how much do you like it?" Su Ying raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Zhou Bei felt shy all of a sudden, "Yeah" for a long time, and said two words: "Super."

Su Ying thought he was cute, so he kissed his forehead: "It's noon, I'll cook first, you go to my study to play for a while, you don't turn off the computer after processing the documents in the morning, you go and use it first, I will take you tomorrow Go to Computer Store to buy new ones."

"Ah."

After Zhou Bei went to the study, Su Ying took out his mobile phone and went to the kitchen, turned on the range hood, lit another cigarette and held it in his mouth.

He is a little upset.Zhou Bei didn't know that "Ping An", but he did, and he recognized it with just one glance. The profile picture and name were exactly the same as Zhou Jianping's WeChat account profile picture and name.

What is Zhou Jianping doing now?

He is still upset about Zhou Jianping's motivation to reward his illegitimate son on the live broadcast platform, but he doesn't know that something more serious has happened.

On the other side of the study, Zhou Bei sat on the chair in a daze, staring at the document on the computer screen in front of him in a daze.

【mission plan】

Target object: Zhou Bei.

Task time limit: ten years

Achievement conditions: Pursue Zhou Bei, help him make up for the regrets in his life, and achieve his wish.

Predetermined ending: On October 2050, 10, the mission target died.

In addition to these words and sentences that he doesn't understand, there are other records, records about him every day.From small interests and hobbies to large personality analysis, it is very detailed.

It's so detailed...it's like a game guide.

Zhou Bei read it over and over again, and finally took a picture of the content of the document with his mobile phone with trembling hands.Just as he carefully closed the file and deleted the browsing history, he heard Su Ying's voice coming from the kitchen.

"time to eat!"

"okay!"

After answering, he couldn't help but red eyes. After sitting for a few seconds, he took a deep breath and got up to go to the bathroom.

Su Ying didn't know that the document record he made last night had not been deleted, and Zhou Bei, who was using a text editing software, accidentally opened it and saw all the plan content in it.

That planning document is like his diary, and he writes something into it every day.Some are about Zhou Bei's personality analysis, some are about Zhou Bei's hobbies and interests, some are about daily life, and some are about his own mood.

The records in the past few months were extremely frequent, and there are not many records in the past few months, only occasionally adding some changes in Zhou Bei's mental state and precautions.I just finished the plan to persuade Zhou Bei to go to work yesterday, and forgot to delete the document browsing history when I turned off the computer.

In the name of going to the bathroom, Zhou Bei stayed in the bathroom for 10 minutes, and when he came out again, there was no abnormality on his face.

"Come and have dinner, I was so busy watching your live broadcast in the morning, I forgot that I didn't have much food at home, so I just made some noodles to make do with it."

In addition to the vegetable leaves, there are meat pieces on the noodles. The sauce is poured on it, and finely chopped green onions are put on it. It smells very fragrant.

Zhou Bei sat down and started to eat, praising while eating, "It's so delicious."

"Just eat it if you like it, eat it slowly, don't get it on your clothes, if it's not enough, I'll make it for you later." Su Ying handed him a piece of paper, with a gentle voice and a tone full of indulgence.

Zhou Bei let out a soft "um", not daring to raise his head.