Wildfire Mambo

Jian Zhuo did not expect that the first trip between him and Zhou Shuchen came so hastily.

That evening, he went to the hospital to wait for Zhou Shuchen as usual, but he heard Chen Xu talking to Zhou Shuchen about an academic and technological exchange meeting between the Stomatological Association and Kyoto University School of Medicine, which was co-organized by hospitals from both China and Japan. He didn't quite understand, but he could realize that Zhou Shuchen was about to go on a long trip again.After experiencing the painful memories of Zhou Shuchen's trip to Nanjing last time, Jian Zhuo decided not to be tolerant this time, so he proposed to let Zhou Shuchen bring his family.

Jian Zhuo booked her own air ticket in a hurry, the hot summer vacation only met the recent air ticket to Osaka, and that day Zhou Shuchen had just finished a meeting.Jian Zhuo was not discouraged, and said that it would be a big deal to meet here and play together again.Even if he realizes that if he wants to travel, the return ticket seems to have to be bought directly in Shanghai in order to catch up with the agreed meeting with Ou Sheng.

"Isn't it still necessary to be separated for so many days?" When Zhou Shuchen raised this logical question, Jian Zhuo had no intention of thinking about the inconsistency of his original intention and plan, and his playfulness had already washed away his reason.

It rained all the time in Osaka in July, but most of the time their short trip was just soaking in the hotel.Jian Zhuo felt that Zhou Shuchen was really suitable for wearing the platinum dark pattern pajamas in the hotel, and asked him to use his hands and feet to ask the front desk of the hotel if he could buy a set, although he was politely rejected as expected.

When I went to the hot spring, it was raining lightly, and the town seemed to be filled with smoke like the sky above the hot spring.The road back to the hotel was a very long slope, Zhou Shuchen pulled Jian Zhuo, who was running childishly on wooden clogs, to make him fall carefully.Before she finished speaking, Jian Zhuo fell straight back and fell into Zhou Shuchen's arms.The material of the yukata is very thin, and when you touch each other, you can feel each other's skin warmed by the hot spring.Jian Zhuo took advantage of the trend and paralyzed herself on Zhou Shuchen's body, and her whole body was embedded in Zhou Shuchen's arms, like a piece of soft candy.

Traveling and living together synchronized the schedules of the two of them. In the morning, Zhou Shuchen pinched Jian Zhuo's swollen cheeks stuffed with miscellaneous side dishes, and said that this seemed to be the first time Jian Zhuo had breakfast with him.

No one looked up any guides, but when they were buying a drink, they heard a random mention from a girl who was a foreign student working in Lawson, and the two boys ran to ride the romantic Umeda Ferris Wheel. The rain melted into some twisted crystal pillars, blocking all the colorful neon lights from the outside world. Zhou Shuchen smiled and kissed Jian Zhuo when the Ferris wheel was lifted into the sky. Jian Zhuo blushed and said stubbornly He is doing the 2008 non-mainstream renaissance.

When we came out of the eel house, the rain had stopped, the sky was dyed gray and black after the rain, and the lights and stars could not be found. Only the evening train speeding past the elevated road, the sound of bang bang scared the sparrows away.Zhou Shuchen held the transparent long umbrella in the palm of his hand, and Jian Zhuo held his hand, looking at the dark road ahead, inexplicably mentioned that the recent future life must be irresistible gathering less and leaving more, Only then did Zhou Shuchen realize that this was the real reason why Jian Zhuo insisted on following abnormally.

Originally, she was just stating it calmly, but Jian Zhuo suddenly thought of Zhou Shuchen's sad expression that he accidentally showed in the theater last time, and she was still in tears because of the hypocritical tide.Jian Zhuo always thinks that if he had never been with Zhou Shuchen from the beginning to the end, Zhou Shuchen would not have gained these considerations that should not belong to him.

In the hazy tears, Jian Zhuo couldn't see Zhou Shuchen's face clearly, but heard Zhou Shuchen reply without any hesitation, it doesn't matter, I will always wait for you.

At that time, Jian Zhuo was always afraid of the future that would take a lot of time and energy to fight because of the strictness and peace and happiness in the bones and blood of Chengdu people, so he could especially remember every moment when Zhou Shuchen gave him courage.

The next day they went to Universal Studios, wearing Slytherin school uniforms and squeezed in the crowd to experience many projects.I don’t know if it’s because I have too much life experience, and I have tried things like flying a plane. Zhou Shuchen doesn’t seem to be afraid of these facilities at all.Although Jian Zhuo is also very courageous, but he will scream at the top of his voice because of the stimulation, and he always stretches out his hand to press his bangs when the wind brought by the speeding car raises his bangs, so he loses the wand in his hand.

Before returning, they went to Nara, and the moment they saw the real deer, Jian Zhuo seriously asked Zhou Shuchen, "Can you ride?" a question that reflects his quality.Zhou Shuchen set the photo of Jian Zhuo breaking biscuits and feeding the deer in a distorted posture on the desktop. Jian Zhuo kept saying that he was ugly when he took the picture, and he didn't take it from a handsome angle.

They were always delayed on the road, and they finally got there before Kasuga Shrine closed. Originally, they just lost a bet, so they followed the tour group next door to the next scenic spot to have a look, but they all came, Zhou Shuchen still begged a lot of guardian , Said that the niece seems to like these.

Jian Zhuo inexplicably ate the vinegar again, picked and picked out the only pair of light blue love guards from it, and asked why you gave this to your niece, is it disgusting?The girl wandering around in the tour group heard Jian Zhuo's familiar Mandarin, and said something casually, and gave it to other young couples, saying that they could never break up.Zhou Shuchen glanced at Jian Zhuo, saw him rubbing his eyes strangely, and thought he didn't hear.But on the way down the mountain, Jian Zhuo suddenly came over and looked through his pockets, found out the love guardian, and handed one to Zhou Shuchen.

Rappers don't practice feudal superstition.Jian Zhuo lowered her head and said, keeping it because it looks good.

Zhou Shuchen was holding the shou, and after a long time, he would be able to think of Jian Zhuo that day, standing on the stone steps with red ears and handing the shou to him awkwardly, just like the Luosu bridge that appeared again and again in those pure love comics Duan, but again and again will always be heart-stirring.

After a short trip, Jian Zhuo and Zhou Shuchen parted ways at Kansai Airport, and he flew back to Shanghai alone, as if returning to reality from a dream, a bit like a miserable employee who was on vacation but was temporarily notified to work overtime.

And the emotion of "nervousness", which is like walking on thin ice, has accompanied him from the moment he got on the plane to this very moment. While Jian Zhuo secretly scolded himself for being worthless, his thoughts wandered uncontrollably.

Ou Sheng, the person he is about to meet is Ou Sheng.The only hero in his boyhood was more able to give him the courage to cry out than Shady to find his own hero.

Every time she thinks of this, Jian Zhuo will feel that this sense of unreality is getting stronger.Most of Ou Sheng's songs were stored in his first white plastic case MP3, the whole boyhood AU was like a pillar in the center of Jian Zhuo's world, although he hadn't met Ou Sheng when he had money in his pocket Ou Sheng has completely disappeared from the public eye for nearly ten years.Everyone is saying that he is quite different from the past, but it is clear that he carried the vanguard flag by himself, so Jian Zhuo always has a kind of blurred filter, as if nothing has changed.No matter ten years ago or ten years later, all he can chase is Ou Sheng's back.

Jian Zhuo heard Wen An next to him say a meaningless comforting word like "don't be nervous", he lowered his head and rubbed his fingers, and began to wonder if his appearance at this moment was really easy to be seen to be nervous .

There was a sudden sound of footsteps by the door, Jian Zhuo raised his head vigilantly like a frightened little animal, and met Ou Sheng with apologetic eyes, "Did it scare you?"

Jian Zhuo blushed excitedly, then shook his head dully, he hurriedly stood up, his eyes passed over the producer and manager who came with Ou Sheng, and he was stuck on the stand-up collar of Ou Sheng's leather jacket .

"Ou Ge... I really admire you." In such a scene, Jian Zhuo didn't even greet everyone at the first time, but stood up abruptly from the swivel chair in the conference room, and said abruptly, "I I don't know how to describe it... It seems inappropriate to describe it as an idol or a role model."

Surprisingly, Ou Sheng didn't react to this, his pair of calm eyes were embedded in the sunken eye sockets, he lightly cast his eyes on Jian Zhuo, and just said "I'm very honored."

Jian Zhuo still wanted to say something, but suddenly realized that if a person he met for the first time was so enthusiastic about him, and still put the heavy meaning on him, he would feel uncomfortable thinking about it.He blinked hastily, trying to defuse the frozen atmosphere and change his words to mention the cooperation, but was preempted by the producer sitting next to Ou Sheng, "The document company sent you an email, have you already understood the background?"

Jian Zhuo nodded, and pushed the piece of paper with verse written on it in the bag from the table, "I tried to write a paragraph."

After watching the movie, Jian Zhuo did some setting homework and spent nearly a week pondering over his short passage, and even took over the three hundred Song poems left behind by the children in Zhou Shuchen Hospital, although Still feel confused after reading it.Encountering such a sentence structure, he couldn't even figure out how to change the flow, where the sentence should be broken, and he didn't know how to hold back this sentence, but Jian Zhuo still felt that he had tried his best to complete it. up.

The producer pressed the lyrics under the palm of his hand after a brief glance, but Ou Sheng took the initiative to read it and didn't make any comments. He just raised his eyes and glanced at Jian Zhuo.

"I'm in a hurry, we have a big direction to step on." The producer seemed to be saying to Jian Zhuo, "We didn't give the chorus part. And today we came to discuss the lyrics with the singer."

Jian Zhuo was a little dazed when he heard it. After all, he didn't know the process of commercial production, and thought that just like he used to, the two of them got together to discuss and write the song.And before that, he thought that all the creations really belonged to the creators, so he realized that the chorus can also be given directly.

He inexplicably felt a little helpless, and looked up at Ou Sheng across the table, while Ou Sheng was just quietly listening to the impromptu phone call between the producer and the director, with an expression of indifference exclusive to adults, as if this Everything has nothing to do with him.

Wen An seemed to see Jian Zhuo's confusion, and patted him on the shoulder in a reassuring manner, then raised his head and said to the producer who had an unhappy face after answering the phone, "Jian Zhuo is not very good at writing this type of words, how about you guys?" Take the trouble to give some pointers."

After listening to Wen An's words, the producer stretched out his hand to pick up the lyrics that Jian Zhuo had just handed over, read it again a little more carefully, and then handed over to Jian Zhuo the sample lyrics written by the staff in the team, "Basically, this is the Feeling, it depends on whether you are willing to refine it. But the most important problem is that the director just informed that the film decided to release it in advance in order to stagger the bombardment of domestic blockbusters during the summer protection month, so the promotion song must be pressed harder. Even if you take In the future, we will spend more time to change it. But the recording will be the day after tomorrow at the latest.”

Not knowing how to respond to the words of no retreat, Jian Zhuo took over the "lyrics written by the team", the overall rhyme and lines are beautiful and majestic, it is the deep theme of the movie that he never thought of, of course it is better than his lack of talent The mess that comes out is much better.What puzzles Jian Zhuo the most is that he can clearly understand that even if he spends ten times more time and energy, he will definitely not be able to make such a complete thing.

"We can't delay." Wen An also knew the news, and said without any hesitation: "If there is no problem with the lyrics, I will send the demo today so that Jian Zhuo can get familiar with it. Is there an appointment for the recording studio? If not, I will wait a while Go down and find someone."

After answering the director's call, the people around started to be busy like a swarm of bees performing their duties. Jian Zhuo sat among the chaotic footsteps, holding the lyrics that did not belong to him, and his mind was only filled with blanks.They were discussing an emergency plan. Jian Zhuo saw Wen An's lips opening and closing, but he couldn't quite hear what they were talking about. In the end, he was only led to the door and told to check the mailbox later. After familiarizing himself with it, he sent a demo , Come to the recording studio at four o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow.

When Ou Sheng walked out of the conference room, he saw Jian Zhuo standing at the door, reading the lyrics in his hand, his face was not very good-looking, his two broken eyebrows were twisted together, showing a childlike serious expression.In Ou Sheng's few impressions of this child, he always seems to see Jian Zhuo showing such an expression.He stepped forward to take Jian Zhuo's shoulder, and asked Jian Zhuo to come with him.

Jian Zhuo followed Ou Sheng to the coffee shop, looking at Ou Sheng's back, he really began to feel that he was really worthless, what should he be called?He never thought about taking over other people's efforts to sing because his level was too low.

"...As expected, Brother Ou, you can do everything well." Jian Zhuo said in a low voice.

Ou Sheng glanced at Jian Zhuo lightly, then took the latte chilled with ice cubes and handed it to Jian Zhuo, and wrote lightly, "No one can do everything well."

"The first song you wrote was super popular... when it was released, many people listened to the song before watching it. When the fighting climax was inserted into this song, I almost cried. It exploded. "

Ou Sheng took him to the window and sat down, "I didn't write that song."

Jian Zhuo frowned in shock, and let out a short breath.Ou Sheng laughed at his fuss, his eyes looked a little careless under the shadow of the brim of his hat: "How did I come up with such a thing, have you seen me write this style 20 years ago?"

"What...?" Jian Zhuo stared at Ou Sheng in confusion, but he clearly remembered that the line of writing lyrics and composing music was still engraved with the AU card.

Probably because Jian Zhuo's eyes were too serious, Ou Sheng was unexpectedly more patient, "The me when you were listening to my song was having a bad time. You said you liked me, then you must know all these things. I dropped out of high school Filling up at the gas station, being dumped by my girlfriend at the time, and being knocked on the door by my mother’s creditors every day. I think this is probably called the low-level life that can’t hit the exit. I don’t think a slightly better future can pass I worked hard to achieve it. Then I wrote those songs, looking for the only remaining rebellion in a disappointing life. Then by chance, my songs were heard by many people, and I walked away. Of course, my life began to improve, and I became a husband. , became a father, I am no longer always angry, but they want to hear my pain, want to hear my rebellion, and want to find a small resonance of sadness in their painful life."

Ou Sheng looked at Jian Zhuo, "I know many people say I'm not real, but not everyone has the same standard of living. I need to improve my life, so I have to step on the other side of the mainstream. People are naive, they don't want to listen to songs that are deep and always confusing, my pain is too petty. So I have to listen to the experienced 'team', and don't come up with ideas that are no longer golden. Rong It’s not wrong, you can’t hand over the imperfect things you used to give the public a taste, and the songs and images you present must be clear and bright. This is the meaning of the team’s existence. When I no longer use rap as a narrative Carrier, start seeing it as a profession, and I am no longer qualified to shout."

"Not everyone has to be as used to duplicity as I am. In fact, there are people in the industry who can balance life and being themselves, but no one will go higher than me now. There are willingness and rewards , always like this. I don't know what you really want now, but no matter which side you choose, it means that you have decided to give up some other things." Ou Sheng paused, then said, "I thought You signed this kind of company because you thought about it, and it doesn’t look like that now. But anyway, for you now, the interests are no longer only around one person. Work is work, and the bottom line is that you need to do it well. It’s already committed. s things."

Jian Zhuo stared at the ice cubes floating on the rim of the glass, nodded vaguely, and watched the shadows of trees sifting in in the afternoon swaying and wandering on the wooden table.

After a while, Ou Sheng suddenly said with a smile, "Are you disappointed?"

Jian Zhuo raised her head in response, and met Ou Sheng's smiling eyes with fine lines, but she didn't understand what Ou Sheng meant for a moment, and heard him say easily, "I mean, your idol is not like you think so cool."

Jian Zhuo was stunned for a long time before slightly nodding his head.Maybe it's just that he forcibly pours his personal emotions into the image of AU, and he even regards AU as a hero and a god, but for Ou Sheng, maybe the only job he wants to take is "father", or other simpler stuff.Jian Zhuo looked at Ou Sheng's face, but felt that it was no longer the same as in memory. He suddenly remembered the walkonwater he heard in 17 years. Eminem threw away Shady's arrogance and said in the lyrics that he is not a god, he is just for Mortals exhausted from meeting your expectations.

"Playing cool is tiring." Ou Sheng put his hands on the wooden round table, "Hip-hop has been directly transferred from the niche to the mainstream, and there will definitely be many problems. When the general environment is better, maybe everyone will sing them again want to sing."

"What does it mean that the environment is better?" Jian Zhuo asked again.

Ou Sheng didn't answer, and finally just said that next time we meet, don't treat him as an idol anymore, just be a brother, and you can look for him if you have trouble in music.

This is the first time Ou Sheng has said these things that sound realistic to others. When faced with doubts about his change of attitude from the outside world, he never had the heart to stand up and defend himself, but he wanted to tell some things to his face. Jian Zhuo.He couldn't quite understand his own feelings, but he felt that Jian Zhuo's stumbling and looking around seemed inexplicably similar to his 20-year-old.He even wanted to tell Jian Zhuo all the dark sides at a certain moment, maybe he just wanted to see if there would be a flicker of retreat in Jian Zhuo's eyes, and whether the brightness would be destroyed, but in the end After all, he just wanted to see Jian Zhuo's final choice, as if he would stage a return to the forked road, stage a pre-forecast and start all over again.

On the second day after the audio of "Decree to Cut the Mountain" was released, Jian Zhuo's world was completely filled with drafts.

Slogans such as "Two generations of rappers sang passionately", "The magnificent fusion of hip-hop and national style", "another joint masterpiece of the sound W**E label" kept flashing in front of his eyes, Jian Zhuo couldn't tell what he was What do you have in mind, but it doesn't feel like when RevolutionSummer was released some time ago, he had the feeling of holding a distant dream with his own hands. Jian Zhuo thinks that this is probably because he has been able to adapt to the impact.

He didn't even listen to the last draft after the recording ended, his mind was full of what Wen An said, "It's okay, our sound mixer is top-notch", and he handed over the responsibility to the team as if in revenge, and now it seems like this Delivery is solid.

After nightfall, he walked on Huaihai Road, where the plane trees were taller than the building.When the information about the breach of the embankment flooded towards him, Jian Zhuo could only feel a kind of emptiness that was hard to touch.The phone was singing in his pocket, Jian Zhuo reached out to pick it up, and it really was Zhou Shuchen. After the source of the Internet was completely cut off, it seemed that in his world only Zhou Shuchen was left standing there waiting for him, using the most common phone to ask He said "how are you today".

"Don't ask, I ask every day." Jian Zhuo replied.

Zhou Shuchen over there seems to be smiling, "Didn't you ask me to be a disciplinary committee member to check your happiness index?"

"Happy." Jian Zhuo blurted out, "Brother Xiaowen said that the results this time are also very good."

"Did I walk too smoothly?" Jian Zhuo suddenly said, "It seems that a lot of things come at once. During the day, when I go out to buy water, someone grabs me and screams. It's not a music festival. How can I walk on the road normally? be recognized by others.”

"You deserve it." Zhou Shuchen felt that children always seem to think a lot, "otherwise why would SW sign you."

Jian Zhuo didn't say a word, he also wanted to know why SW signed him, now it seems that SW might have the ability to make him popular if he catches anyone on the street.

"Xiao Zhuo, your writing is really good." Zhou Shuchen seldom commented on his music, "Last week I saw your writing was so painful, I thought you couldn't find inspiration, but this is not very good okay?"

Jian Zhuo held the phone in a daze for a long while without holding back a complete sentence, and finally just let out a bewildered "hmm", like a kind of tacit consent.

Zhou Shuchen cut the video call with him again, and the camera turned to the rear, "I received what you bought."

In the camera, the only slightly luxurious furniture in Zhou Shuchen’s small house, this 1.8-meter bed is covered with dark blue sheets, with a huge Stitch akimbo and laughing printed on it, and even small items such as pillowcases are also printed with That stupid head, Zhou Shuchen even cooperated with it.

"I filled in the wrong address...it was originally delivered to my home." When Jian Zhuo bought it, she didn't feel anything at all, and she even thought in her heart, "Even if I'm on a business trip every day, you can't sleep with others", but she really saw the perennial When Zhou Shuchen, who inherited the indifferent style of home furnishings, changed into the rather arrogant bed sheets without hesitation, he still felt inexplicably ashamed.

Zhou Shuchen said neatly again: "It's the same everywhere, anyway, it will be here from now on."

Before Jian Zhuo could react, he heard Zhou Shuchen say again, "I installed soundproofing equipment in the study, the effect should be much better than yours, and then I also moved all the things in your den. The top floor. I don’t want to hear you discussing swords with the aunt who lives next door in Huashan, the square of the community because of the sound.”

Zhou Shuchen over there paused for a moment, and then said, "I don't want you to hear you say that you wrote songs in the middle of the night and fell asleep and caught a cold the next day because of the cold."

"Brother..." Jian Zhuo felt his head start to become dizzy, seeing the white cold mist from the popsicle in his hand melted away his thoughts.

Subconsciously, Jian Zhuo has avoided the word "cohabitation" for a long time, even though his only expectation for relationships in his vague adolescence was to wake up before going to bed and open his eyes to be someone he liked, but he was always afraid of his own living habits and so on. Problems can affect the relationship between them.But this time, Zhou Shuchen picked him up naked, and it happened without warning.

The popsicle was scalded by the heat, and the sticky water twisted into threads on his arm.In an instant, too many scenes that are about to happen to him in the future that are fished out of the sugar bowl, Jian Zhuo feels that he is the one who is about to melt away.

"Jian Zhuo, there is a bell on that guard." Zhou Shuchen said in a low voice.

It was only then that Jian Zhuo remembered that the corresponding guard had fallen into a corner of the hotel, and he didn't understand what Zhou Shuchen meant by suddenly mentioning this now.

"I hang it in front of the window of the office." Zhou Shuchen said, "As long as there is wind, it will ring, and every sound seems to remind me to miss you."

After a while, Zhou Shuchen at the other end stopped talking, and Jian Zhuo could only vaguely hear the ringing of the small bell.

"Now it's ringing again." Zhou Shuchen said softly, and after a long pause he said again, "Yes, I really miss you."

"But you can't let me hear the ringtone when I can meet again." Zhou Shuchen said childishly, "So when you go home again, we should start living together illegally."