God's Palette

"It's a guy, an independent post-rock guy...it looks like you don't know."

"I do know the music type of back rock." While talking, Xia Xun moved his chair back a lot, and also put a backpack of photographic equipment behind him, like an eagle catching an old hen among chickens, for fear that the drunkard would mess up Something went wrong, "But there are too many people and bands playing post-rock, I can't know all of them..."

Even though he said so, Xia Xun was still vigilant, and took out his mobile phone to check.

People always carry mobile phones, as long as there is a network, it can become a master key to solve most mysteries.Therefore, when Xia Xun entered the name Gustav and added the key word Back Shake, he quickly fished out the spoonful of knowledge he wanted from the vast sea of ​​knowledge.

Gustav Sibelius (1990-2014), an independent post-rock musician, whose masterpieces are "Seven Gates of Void", "Killing the Whole Planet with a Letter", and "Frozen".The music style is full of Nordic characteristics, mainly with cold and soft sounds.

That's the general introduction. As for the achievements of this Gustav...

Xia Xun swiped his fingers several times, but he couldn't finish browsing his achievements.

In any case, Xia Xun knows that this guy was a very great musician during his lifetime, even on the same level as Sigur Ros... In the introduction, Gustav wrote a lot about post-rock, and even the whole rock and roll meaning.

And Gustav died of a sudden illness four years ago, which put a perfect exclamation mark on all of this.

The journey of photography is long, and of course Xia Xun also likes to use music to accompany her.

But she felt that she should know him...

For these guys who are engaged in art and creation, as long as they are famous in life, they will definitely be fired after death, and then a lot of old fans will emerge to commemorate the death of this great man.Therefore, Xia Xun felt that he should know him...

Something is not quite right.

Bi Lu and Xia Xun, who had checked the information, looked at each other. For some reason, Xia Xun felt that he could vaguely understand the meaning of confusion in his eyes.

"He should... be memorable."

"Yes, he is my good friend. We have known each other for more than ten years." But Bilu scratched his hair blankly, "I feel pain for his death; I miss him; I deeply appreciate his works. Deeply in love, it should be like this...but...now I don't have any feeling for all of this...Who is he? I don't...don't care at all. "

It shouldn't be like this.

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Chapter 126 Complicated confusion

Bi Lu's confusion did not end.

Compared with pure confusion, now in his mind, there are even more thoughts inspired by alcohol.As a typical Finn, without drinking, he is just a socially unsocial, withdrawn, chatterer inside himself.But once you drink alcohol, one thousandth of your heart will be put into action.

He stood up tremblingly, following the confusion in his heart, he planned to do something.

On the ground mixed with wood and cement, there is an inconspicuous hole, usually covered by fuel and glass slag.After Bi Lu tried several times, his foot finally did not step on the air, and he drove away the covering objects, and lifted a layer of wooden boards through the small hole.The slightly dark void can accommodate more than one person, and it is obvious that it is connected to a building such as a basement.

And then—Bi Lu fell into it directly with his drunken body.

Xia Xun hurriedly followed, because after he stepped into the cellar, there was a muffled "bang", and even the whole room trembled a little... Damn, she was in a bad mood. Go see his deceased friend, Gustav, and ask him face to face?But after the past, Xia Xun found that he was worrying too much.

There is indeed a cellar, and there is indeed a dust splash from the free fall of human beings.

But it looks like this guy has thought about it a long time ago, so there is a thick cushion underneath... Maybe it's not the first time he fell down.

"Want to help?" Xia Xun asked.

"No..." Getting up from the mat, Bi Lu rummaged through things, "Gustav has also been here before, this is where I store those good works...Money is not everything, they can't plunder me The highest masterpiece. So... I hide all the best works here, only for Gustave to see."

Hmm... Xia Xun looked back and found that Ye Qianluo and other relevant people did not come, then...if Bi Lu can provide valuable clues, his private artwork in the basement can continue to be hidden here Light.

Just as Xia Xun was thinking about how to gently blackmail him, Bi Lu found out what he wanted.

A tungsten filament lamp of unknown age emitted a dim yellow light, illuminating a few square meters of space.Many dusty glass products have swallowed up the light with a sense of age, so Xia Xun on it can barely see clearly.

In the hands of Bi Lu is an opened wooden box, which contains some tapes, CDs, postcards, and letters...

"Gustav's?"

"Yes, this belongs to the dead Gustav. If it can... hiccup... can be put together with these masterpieces of my life, of course, it is a precious memory... At least, it used to be like this."

The indelible daze in the dimness continued to light up Bi Lu's eyes.He was confused and uneasy, not knowing what was wrong with him, even after touching these precious relics that were even branded with the breath of death, there was still no disturbance in his heart... It seemed that he didn't feel that Gustav is an important person...

Just one of countless strangers.

He sat on the cushion with his eyes closed, not sure if he fell asleep or was immersed in the contradictions in his heart and couldn't extricate himself.

At least, no matter how Xia Xun called, even "I want to report the artwork in your cellar to the Ye Group" failed to make Bi Lu say anything.Helpless, Bi Lu's mine has been exhausted, and she doesn't want to be mined by Xia Xun, who is looking for color... She can only give up and look for clues elsewhere.

At least, she no longer has to take pictures without a clue, and knows the name, occupation, and life of the ghost...

Gustav Sibelius.

After writing the English name of the name into a domestic music app to search, she quickly got a lot of things: more than a dozen albums, displayed here spanning ten years, among them, there are hundreds of songs, long or short. The tune is composed and contained the whole of an undead with notes one by one.

These songs are very popular, and there are many discussions in China.Post-rock is a niche genre of music, so Gustav's popularity is considered quite impressive.Just like the information Xia Xun found, he is indeed very famous.

But the strange thing is that in the musician's discussion area, there are two versions.

The audience who happened to visit, in their own words, praised Gustav's greatness and offered him a real mourning.But there are also many people who said that they have no feelings for him or his death... But the key point is that these people, like Bi Lu, are perplexed by this.

Many people even directly use "???" as a comment to express their confusion.

It seems that this is a strange scene, but Xia Xun vaguely understands that it has something to do with the color of God.

The last time it was narcissism, it caused enough trouble... so what about this time?What kind of power would it be to confuse so many people around the world?In order to find some clues, Xia Xun walked out of the house, put on headphones and sat by the lake, listening to the music belonging to the dead, trying to find some clues...