Follow the sound and follow the way

Near noon, the sky was cloudless, the sun was shining directly on the water, and the ruins in the center of the flood were as hot as a steamer.Several onlookers were sweating profusely listening to Mu Kang's lecture, but no one dared to stop him.

I don't know how many days I have sighed for the nth time in the past few days: "Teacher Mu is so fierce."

Spoiled Chicken No. [-] nympho said, "Teacher Mu is so handsome."

Soup Chicken No. [-] echoed, "So handsome that you can't close your legs."

The drowned chicken doesn't know the date: "..."

Sushil stared at Mu Kang in a daze, and even forgot to shed tears.

Xia Shu was the closest to the scene of the accident and was deeply affected. Feeling the captivating aura of Mu Dacai, he thought with lingering fear: How fucking coquettish, fortunately Xiaoxiao has belonged to me.

"Because you like Evan too, let me give you a suggestion." Mukang said to Sushil, "Evan, don't even think about it. I'll help you find a teacher."

Sushil asked timidly, "Who?"

Mu Kang pointed at Xia Shu: "His wife."

Xia Shu who was pulled into the game for no reason: "..."

Sushil turned to look at Xia Shu, facing the camera and asked, "Who is your wife?"

It only took half a second for Director Xia to clear up the extremely professional thought of "It's great that she is looking at the camera. I have to control her. Don't mention the fact that Xiaoxiao is not my wife." "It's a soprano," the camera says to Sushil.

Sushiil: "Is he a powerful person?"

"Very powerful." Xia Shu said, "Do you know Josephine Pusini?"

Sushil immediately said: "Yes, Queen of Italian Opera.

Xia Shu: "My wife is Josephine's only female disciple."

Sushil's eyes widened inadvertently.

Mu Kang: "What do you think?"

Sushil said loudly to Mukang: "I agree!"

Mu Kang: "But you are not good enough now, the teacher will definitely not accept you."

Sushiil said eagerly: "I can practice."

"Very good." Mukang said with satisfaction, "The next time I come with Evan, you must be ready."

Sushil: "When will you be here?"

"One month at most." Mu Kang promised, "Follow this director Xia closely, so that Evan and I can find you at any time."

Mu Kang came to the slums of Jakarta for almost ten days, and finally encountered a midnight when the water did not rise again.The water level in the makeshift shelter was below the ankles, and the air inside was damp and stuffy, and the smell was ecstasy.

Mu Kang drank the baked version of Zhongnanhai that tasted like dead fish, and sat under the desk lamp to write a song.

There are three moths of different colors lying on the composer's hand, five energetic flies crawling on his back, and an unknown number of buzzing mosquitoes passing by his ears, and he deeply understands the diversity of insects in Southeast Asia.

Xia Shu's biological clock is as weird as Mu Kang's. He didn't sleep in the middle of the night, sprayed a round of mosquito repellent on the two of them, and pointed the camera at Mu Kang.

Mu Kang clicked his tongue: "What's so good about this?"

Xia Shu: "There are not too many materials."

There are no laughter and neon lights in the slums under the night, and the only light source in the camera is the lamp on the table.Xia Shu moved the camera, first gave a close-up of Mu Kang's hand, and then pulled the entire stave into the screen.

The melody consists of two parts, and Xia Shu couldn't see the name, so he asked, "What is this?"

"Piano score." Mu Kang said, "The original song of Liszt's "AveMaria" is too difficult. I will write a simplified version for Sushil, so she can practice singing while playing the piano."

Xia Shu said in surprise, "How did you become so considerate?"

"A Yan attaches great importance to these children." Mu Kang said while writing notes extremely fast, "Besides, the piano should be used for singing practice, and the conditions here are too difficult."

He turned over a new blank page, skillfully wrote the treble and bass clefs on the far left, put out the cigarette, took out a crumpled refurbished product from his pocket, and lit it again.

Xia Shu: "The smell of this smoke is so strange that you can bear it."

Mu Kang: "At least it tastes better than lovesickness."

Xia Shu endured for a whole day, but in the end he was no match for curiosity, and asked tentatively, "Did you wait for the news from Evan yesterday?"

Mu Kang's hand holding the pen stopped, and it took him a long time to say, "...um."

Xia Shu: "How is it?"

"It's not that good." Mu Kang put down his pen, took a sharp puff on his cigarette, "He was in M ​​City, very close to here, but he left again the night before yesterday."

Xia Shu was stunned: "Where did you go?"

Mu Kang sighed: "I don't know, I still can't get through the phone."

Xia Shu: "..."

"I hated it for a while yesterday." Mu Kang quickly grabbed a mosquito. "If the phone hadn't been disabled by the rain, I might have hugged him right now."

"But then I thought, if there hadn't been floods in Jakarta, I wouldn't have met him at all."

"So not only can I not blame this broken place, I have to thank it." Mu Kang smiled and said helplessly, "It's all fate."

Xia Shu looked at Mu Kang who was full of bitterness in the camera, was silent for a moment, and said in a lively and relaxed tone: "Mu Kang is very emotional."

"Who the hell would naturally have so many emotions." Mu Kang puffed at the camera, "Most emotions are instilled in life."

The simplified version of "AveMaria" was finished at five o'clock. Mu Kang deliberately avoided the peak hours of nightmares, climbed into bed at dawn, and fell asleep until the daylight was rare.

At twelve o'clock in the noon, the scorching sun shone into the shed and climbed onto the head of the bed. Before the person in the bed woke up, the newly resurrected mobile phone rang first.

The bells kept ringing continuously, with an attitude of not giving up until they woke people up.

Mu Kang buried his head in the towel, and reflexively switched it on. Before he could say "Hello", Li Chongyuan's voice came from the air: "Where are you?"

Mu Kang closed his eyes and moved to the receiver: "Huh?"

Li Chongyuan: "I don't care where you are, you must come back to me tomorrow."

Mu Kang said in a daze, "What?"

"Boss Zhang can't do it. He broke up with us after one rehearsal." Li Chongyuan said quickly, "Steve found Lin Zhi. He will be here tomorrow night, and he will come directly to perform."

Mu Kang lost all sleepiness in an instant, and suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

He was stunned for a while, then said to the phone like a psychopath: "Okay, Lord, I know I'm dreaming."

Li Chongyuan: "..."

Mu Kang said with a clear mind: "It must be a dream, and he doesn't have a visa, so he can come wherever he can."

Li Chongyuan: "..."

Mu Kang said hoarsely, "Stop playing with me."

"Stupid Mu!" Li Chongyuan yelled angrily, "Just treat it as a dream, and get the hell out of here!"

After hanging up the phone, Mu Kang, who was deeply hit by fate and thought that he had been abandoned by God, was in a trance for 5 minutes, still unable to distinguish whether it was a dream or reality at this moment.

I'll have to try and see if I can feel the pain.He thought, raised his hand and slapped himself.

It doesn't seem to hurt much.

So am I really dreaming?

Fuck, don't.

Unwillingly, Mu Kang slapped himself hard again.

Damn, it still doesn't hurt much.

Haha, I knew it was a dream.

Sure enough, it was still a fucking dream.

It's really... a dream.

This can be described as heart-piercing.Mu Kang was so uncomfortable that he almost couldn't sit still. His startled heart seemed to be crushed and he suddenly lost consciousness. The dull pain spread to his internal organs, and his liver, his lungs, His three souls and seven souls.

God fuck you, don't you think I've been abused enough by you?After the nightmare is over, they are actually replaced by this kind of fucking dreamer?

I admit defeat, stop playing with me, okay?Is it okay if I fan myself awake?

In the middle of work, Xia Shu came back specially to wake up his brother who was troubled by love for dinner. He never thought that as soon as he entered the door, he happened to witness the horrifying scene of a man surnamed Mu who was insane and kept slapping himself.

"Fuck!" Xia Shu rushed over and restrained Mu Kang with a pair of scissors, "What's wrong with you?"

Mu Kang's eyes were red, and he seemed to be only half a step away from going crazy, and he muttered: "Don't bring such a joke..."

Xia Shu: "Huh??"

Mu Kang looked at Xia Shu unconsciously: "Why the hell are you here?"

Xia Shu: "..."

Mu Kang: "Why are there so many characters in this dream?"

"It's not a dream." Xia Shu said, "You're not dreaming."

Mu Kang: "Hehe."

Xia Shu had been watching Mu Dacai's neurotic and decadent appearance at close range for many days, and he couldn't stand it for a long time, and now he felt that it was some fucking shit.He complained secretly for five seconds, and said to the patient surnamed Mu: "I'm sorry."

Director Xia took out [-]% of the strength he had cultivated for many years in the mountains and seas, sank into his dantian, and mercilessly cast an elbow on Mu Kang's ribs.

Mu Kang immediately let out a scream like killing a pig, bent down in pain and fell on the bed

Even if Schwarzenegger's ribs meet his elbows, he is absolutely forced to kneel. Director Xia really understands the essence of beating people.

Xia Shu: "Does it hurt?"

Mu Kang shrank on the bed for several minutes before recovering, and said in a low voice, "It hurts."

Xia Shu said clearly: "It's not a dream."

Mu Kang: "Ah."

"What's wrong?" Xia Shu asked.

"Ye Ye said he will be there tomorrow night." Mu Kang said.

"L group's performance?"

"Yes."

Xia Shu: "Then why don't you go back quickly."

Mu Kang was silent for a while, then said, "Director Xia."

Xia Shu: "Huh?"

Mukang: "I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Xia Shu: "Do you want me to fight again?"

"Fuck, it's pretty fucking thoughtful." Mu Kang maintained his curled up shrimp shape, buried his head in a low smile, "I didn't feel any pain when I slapped myself so many times."

Xia Shu: "Fart, your face is almost swollen like a pig."

"Really." Mu Kang laughed more and more arrogantly, "You hit me again."

Xia Shu: "..."

Mu Kang: "Hahahahaha, please, sir."

Xia Shu deeply hides merit and fame: "Get lost."

The insane patient who had been brutally beaten got up with a grunt, his handsome face was red and swollen, his ribs were sore and numb, his hairstyle was branched like a chicken coop, and his charming demeanor was gone.

None of these things matter.

Because his heart is back.

Mu Kang's dark pupils shone brightly, as if stars had suddenly grown out, and the sky was full of radiance.He wiped his face and asked Xia Shu eagerly, "Is there a boat?"

"We don't, but Louis does." Xia Shu said calmly, "The right time, place and people are all available. Please hurry up and catch up with Evan, and bring him here to open my eyes."