[Comprehensive] Cannon fodder, do you want to counterattack?

An Ning lied a little. He promised Qi Zhen to return the 5000 million to Xie Jingan. In fact, he had no such plan at all. First, he was too lazy to inquire about Xie Jingan's account number. Second, if he really returned it, the matter would be endless. It's better to let Xie Jing'an pay for the loss of his sports car. Anyway, Qi Zhen's goal is to keep him and Xie Jing'an away. ----

Two days later, his assistant and driver finally returned to China. An Ning himself is in a state of doing nothing now, and it would be a waste to bring an assistant, so he might as well be sent to Qi Zhen. After all, he is familiar with Fengyu's business and can save Qi Zhen Many things.As for the driver, Chen Rui, he finally liberated An Ning from being a pure nerd - if someone drives, An Ning is still willing to go out for a walk, have a meal, take a walk or something.

During this period of time, Qi Qianran went to film in other places. When Qi Zhengyang was not abroad, An Ning often went back to Qi's house to accompany him to have dinner and play chess or something. Qi Zhen would also come back when he was free. Just stay overnight in the mansion.

Half a month later, when the university started, An Ning started his career as a teacher: First, with the video, he briefly introduced the history, sound quality, production process, and maintenance methods of the instrument, and then played some famous songs for appreciation. During the period, I personally demonstrated a few short paragraphs, and two hours passed. I have to say that this kind of stress-free elective course is really a sharp weapon for students to mix scores and teachers to mix wages.Forget about An Ning, there are so many classical musical instruments from ancient and modern Chinese and foreign countries, and one class introduces one, and it is no problem to play for a year.

Of course, it's because of his strong talent that he can play any musical instrument twice, so he dares to be so willful.

What made An Ning helpless was that every time he just finished his class, the video would be posted on the Internet. As a result, he, who had kept a low profile for a long time, not only did not lose popularity, but gained a lot of fans, a group of boring guys lamented on the Internet every day , begging him to make a TV show, release a single, and give out benefits, or he can post some recent photos on Weibo...

In the classroom, An Ning opened the piano case, and saw a girl in the front row raising her hand: "Mr. An, can I take a closer look?"

An Ning nodded, and the girl rushed up with a smile on her face, held up her mobile phone to take pictures of the piano and An Ning, An Ning took out the piano, and said casually: "Every time I don't do my best in class, I know how to pat, next time I will ask you for copyright fees It's gone!"

The girl happily said: "Mr. An, how do you know that I take pictures every time? Do you remember me?"

An Ning was speechless, and the girl said again: "Teacher, your qin is so beautiful, what is its origin? Is it also some ancient famous qin? Does it have a name?"

An Ning stretched out his hand to tune, and said in his mouth: "The famous ancient pianos are not called Guqin now, they should be called antiques. They are stored on shelves and can only be seen, not listened to. This is when I was a freshman. I asked the violin maker to make it myself, and the tone is not bad—can you sit back?"

The girl said: "Teacher, don't be so stingy! Can I just listen here?"

An Ning has never had the majesty of a teacher, so not answering is regarded as acquiescing, and he asked curiously: "Why are so many people wearing Hanfu today? Do you have any activities?" A group of "ancients" wearing Hanfu sat in the lecture theater. really...

The girl said: "Because we think that this is the only way to be worthy of listening to the teacher playing the piano! We organized it spontaneously, but we didn't expect so many people to respond... Teacher, can you also wear Hanfu next time? If you don't, I will prepare it for you." ah!"

"Don't wear it!"

The girl was disappointed: "Why?"

An Ning glanced at her and said, "It's hot, classmate."

The girl pursed her lips and laughed, and said, "Teacher, you are so cute."

"You're cute too!" An Ning sat down and said, "I'll give you a favor, what do you want to hear?"

The girl was overjoyed, she thought about it for a while, but she couldn't come up with a song, she rolled her eyes and said, "Since the teacher said it's hot, why don't you play a cool song?"

What a cool song!

An Ning didn't answer, the smile on the corners of her lips slowly faded away, her long eyelashes drooped, showing a bit of austerity, a pair of hands that were carved like beautiful jade were hanging on the strings.

He is still wearing light-colored sportswear, with soft short hair, and his face is more tender than most of the students present, but when he lowers his eyebrows, lowers his eyes, raises his hands and presses his wrists, he reveals an aura. The indescribable charm came, as if the ancient romantics had traveled through a distant time and space, and they were sitting in front of them alive.

An Ning stretched out his hand, and a slightly monotonous piano sound sounded, followed by the second and third. The sporadic and out-of-tune piano sounds gave people a natural feeling, as if you were listening to the previous one, and you were faintly thinking Thinking, it would be great if the next sound was at this place, and it really sounded here, as if you thought, it would be wonderful if this turn was higher, so it really went up... So the sound of the piano , it doesn't seem to ring in the ears, but it rings in the heart, which makes people unable to stop being addicted.

The occasional rustling sound had disappeared without a trace, and the classroom filled with hundreds of people was as quiet as a deserted wilderness.There was a wind blowing gently past the ears, and at some point there were a few tiny grains of chill on the cheeks. The chill gradually became denser, fell into the eyes, and fell into the neck, as if there was a cool breeze blowing from the sleeves. It penetrates from the inside, it penetrates from the collar... it penetrates from all directions...

It's so cold, this damn weather, it will snow if it says snow...

People muttered, subconsciously shrinking themselves up.

The wind gradually picked up, and the tiny snow particles turned into flakes of snowflakes, dancing around the world, gradually dyeing the world into a cold and desolate white...

I don't know how long it took, the wind stopped, the snow stopped, the world was quiet, the golden sun broke through the clouds, and the child's little feet stepped on the snow, making a jerky sound...

An Ning looked at the classroom full of students who seemed to have fallen into a dream, and raised his forehead: "It's out of control again, and I can't improvise next time. It's better to play the existing piece."

He discovered very early on that the abnormalities in him were not only the black-tech mobile phone that he took out from nowhere, but many more—for example, his memory that suddenly became unforgettable, for example, that he suddenly understood And things like "fire", for example, he suddenly became very good at fighting, and for example, he has an unparalleled talent in music theory, no, it should be said that he has an unparalleled talent in voice.He seems to be born knowing how to maximize the appeal of his voice. He can quickly control any musical instrument, especially the guqin, which is more like his innate ability.

Sometimes he would suddenly feel strange inexplicably: Why do people in this world have such weak willpower?Always easily infected.

An Ning waited for quite a while, but no one paid any attention to him, so she coughed dryly and said, "This class will end here, get out of class is over."

Next, it is estimated that no matter what is said, it will be boring, so it is better to let it go.

When An Ning hugged the piano box in his arms and was about to leave, the girl standing not far in front of him just woke up like a dream. Seeing that he was about to leave, she hurriedly asked: "Teacher, teacher, haven't you said this yet?" What's the name of the song?"

Named Fei An Ning, who had never had the quick wit to choose a name on the spot, he was taken aback and said, "You can call it whatever you want."

Turn around and leave.

The girl let out a groan, followed after two steps, suddenly remembered something, frantically turned on the phone, and screamed: "I told you not to tip, don't tip! You want to put me in jail! Stop, stop! Stop now! Do you want to have a next time!"

A series of pop-up screens popped up on the mobile phone video - "Ah, ah, I'm going to die! The wayward emperor, a lifelong fan!"

"I can't wait to take out my heart and give it to him!"

"Where did you point the camera in the last 2 minutes, only the sound and a ceiling... Poor review!"

"Even if you can't take a picture of your face, you can just clap your hands! The broadcaster's level is too bad, hand over the male god's schedule, and I will come next time!"

"If I didn't apply for the Conservatory of Music, I will hate it all my life!"

"Here are the people who have been admitted to the Conservatory of Music but can't get a seat!"

"It's you stinky and shameless people who came to grab seats even though you didn't get this class! I can only stand outside the door and watch the live broadcast!"

"..."

Xie Jing'an was facing the computer, playing the video over and over again. The cigarette held in his finger had been forgotten for too long, and it had burned to the end by itself, leaving a large amount of soot.

In the video, the man was sitting idly, with lazy eyes, a pair of jade-like hands casually stroking the strings, and the bewitching sound of the piano echoed.

I don't know why, every time he sees that person, he always has the feeling of "better looking than in memory". Even if he looks at his photos every day, every look is still amazing, so that he can never forget or let go.

I can't ask for it, I want to take it.Leisurely leisurely, tossing and turning...

tossing and turning.

Even tossing and turning, he never thought of going to him, that person, he relied on someone to back him up, he was too proud, too conceited, too arrogant... He originally thought that he would lose his support and let him Only when he has recognized the reality can he obediently stay by his side, but now he feels that his pride, conceit and arrogance are not unbearable.

Music is one of Xie Jingan's favorite things. The reason why he accepted Qi Qianran at the beginning and acquiesced in his relationship with her was not unrelated to Qi Qianran's talent in music. Although she did not have a natural voice or superb singing skills, she He is a genius in writing lyrics and composing music, which amazes and appreciates him.

But compared to An Ning's superb piano skills, what are these marvels and appreciations?

When he saw An Ning falling asleep listening to the music, he thought he was an idiot, but looking at him now, he was as ridiculous as sitting in a well.

That person, his piano skills have reached such a level, why is it so strange that there is no more melody that catches his eye?

Xie Jing'an squinted his eyes, smacked his eye circles, and smiled wryly: It was another invisible slap, and he was slapped hard on the face by that person.

But even so, he didn't intend to stop at all, and stretched out his hand to pull the progress bar to the front again.

It is conceivable that at this moment, he is definitely not the only one who behaves like him.

So handsome, so talented, how can people not be crazy?

I can't bear it anymore, I don't want to wait any longer.

……

An Ning didn't know that his treatment on the Internet had changed from broadcasting to live broadcasting. He went out to find a place to have lunch, and then Shi Shiran went home. As usual, he got off the car at the gate of the community - the greening of the community where he lived Quite good, this road used to be a tree-lined road, An Ning likes to walk this road, it is quiet and cool, there are almost no people and no cars, and the fragrance of green leaves is what he breathes in his nose.

The phone rang, and it was a call from Country A. An Ning answered, "Well, it's me... It's not about business matters, so you can make up your own mind?"

"1 million US dollars per minute is the market price. Since you are Charles' friend, you can give me a discount as appropriate... What, let me do it myself? Charles didn't say that before... don't do it."

"... 1 million in one minute is useless. I hate this kind of mechanical work the most, saying that I don't have time... I respect them for those who pursue art, but it doesn't mean that I have to devote myself to their art..."

"Oh! Charles, it's not a habit to eavesdrop on other people's phone... Oh, well, your most important friend, isn't it? Better not pop out the most important one next time... Well, it's up to you For the face, 1 million in 200 minute, I will make the final revision and improvement after they are done..."

"...Using the special effects fee as an investment? Isn't it, Charles, you are still short of this money... If you lose it, it's yours? This is what you said... Just kidding, invest as much as you want, I believe you don't It will cheat me, and I don’t need to pay for it anyway.”

"..."

Xie Jing'an leaned against the tree, with a cigarette between his fingers, but he didn't smoke, just quietly watching the man walking along the avenue.The man was talking on the phone with someone, with a relaxed smile on his face, and an intimate voice: "... I know, I won't betray you, you can't be in love with someone, right? Where is the hero behind the scenes? Remember to treat me to dinner when you go to Country A later.”

"peaceful!"

An Ning turned her head and saw Xie Jingan leaning on the tree. She was slightly taken aback, said goodbye to Charles, hung up the phone, and nodded to Xie Jingan: "What a coincidence?"

"Unfortunately," Xie Jing'an pinched the cigarette with three fingers, took a deep breath, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground, lowered his head and crushed it out: "I'm here to find you."

An Ning raised her eyebrows: "What's the matter?" At the beginning when Xie Jingan put away the sports car without saying a word, he thought that this person would stop there. After all, what he said was so harsh that it was enough to deter anyone. .

Xie Jingan raised his chin: "Say it here?"

An Ning frowned and said, "Xie Jing'an, there is a saying in country C called 'talking is not speculative, half a sentence is too many', and our situation is exactly like this. I really can't think of it, there is still a relationship between us Is there something to talk about."

He has a very bad impression of Xie Jing'an, it's okay to hurt others casually, he is Qi Qianran's boyfriend, but he still wants to "support" him, the former is just temperament, but the latter is character, which makes An Ning think nothing of it Talk to him.

"On the contrary." Xie Jing'an smiled slightly, and walked forward slowly, "I think we have a lot to talk about."

An Ning looked at Xie Jingan who was slowly approaching, and his brows gradually frowned. He hadn't seen him for a while, and this person seemed to have changed a lot suddenly, with a gloomy and oppressive aura lingering around him. Even with a smile, there was a sternness that no one could ignore.

Xie Jing'an was a little taller than Qi Zhen, with a serious smile on his lips, approaching slowly like this was full of oppression.

It's just that this change has nothing to do with An Ning, and he won't be intimidated by his aura, so he said impatiently: "When I saved you, I didn't think of asking anyone to repay you. Obviously, you don't have any sincerity to repay you. If that's the case, Wouldn't it be good to just settle it like this? If you feel that what I said before made you lose face, then I apologize. "

Xie Jing'an looked at him, suddenly shook his head and laughed, and said in a low voice, "I haven't seen you for more than ten days, you really haven't changed at all, your mouth is still so bad."

He was already a little close at the moment, and he lowered his head to speak like this, looking at him from a distance, as if he was whispering in An Ning's ear, and the words he said were so intimate that they were almost frivolous.

An Ning frowned and took a step back, he turned his head and left on purpose, but it is conceivable that Xie Jing'an would not just let it go—two big men, chasing each other, chasing each other is too ugly, so they just look at him like that , waiting for him to continue.

Seeing him like this, Xie Jing'an didn't speak immediately, but lit another cigarette, took a puff, lowered his head and then raised his head, his eyes fell to the side, and his tone was casual: "I have never chased after a woman, at least I have never actively chased a woman... Never chased a man."

An Ning raised an eyebrow.

I only heard Xie Jingan continue: "But I think, chasing women is nothing more than giving jewelry, and chasing men is probably giving cars and watches. So... I am not as stingy as you think. You saved my life, I have never I never thought of paying back with money.”

An Ning didn't answer, feeling absurd in her heart.

Seeing that An Ning didn't respond, Xie Jing'an turned to look at him and asked, "I know you are teaching in this university now, how much is it a month? Is it enough for you to eat two meals? The Qi family is really good to you, they can Give you an apartment, a villa, and a luxury car, but they can support you for a lifetime? You are 20 years old now, how many years of pocket money can you still get from them? Have you never been short of money since you were a child? You know How do you live without money?"

An Ning didn't speak, Xie Jing'an stared into his eyes, and said, "Follow me, house, car, money, or being a celebrity... After all, you saved me once, and you can do anything except get married."

An Ning looked at him for a long time, then suddenly burst out laughing, and said, "Xie Jing'an, have you ever watched a TV series that used to be very popular, what is it called Private Interview? As an emperor, he lost his official duties and ran around. If you are saved by a woman, you are saving a woman. If you save a woman, you will take it into the harem as a concubine, as a favor, and if you are saved by a woman, you will also take it into the harem as a concubine, as a repayment... Well, he is the emperor , he has a big face, but Xie Jingan, which onion are you?"

"If you don't want to repay your favor, don't repay it," An Ning said, "But can you stop coming to disgusting people?"

An Ning squinted his eyes, waiting for Xie Jingan to turn his back on him, but Xie Jingan seemed to have known this would be the result, so he just silently exhaled smoke rings, the thick smoke blurred his expression, and said: "So, are you prepared to Follow me, let alone like me?"

An Ning was too lazy to say anything.

Seeing that An Ning didn't speak, Xie Jing'an threw away the cigarette butt, and said calmly, "In the past few days, I went back to Country Y..."

He paused, and said, "Kill a few people... I have never had the heart to kill."

"I thought I would be very sad and angry," he laughed at himself when he thought of his tearful younger brother kneeling on the ground crying, "But in fact, it's nothing more than that. Then I understood a truth. In fact, it is the least worth pursuing and looking forward to.”

"So," he slowly raised his right hand: "It's best if you like me, and it doesn't matter if you don't, as long as I like it. I don't like wasting energy on fighting, so... be good, be obedient."

An Ning looked at the black muzzle of the gun in his hand, and said coldly, "Xie Jing'an, are you crazy? This is Country C."

Country c is a country that bans guns, and holding a gun is already a serious crime, let alone holding someone hostage and wounding someone.

Xie Jing'an said indifferently: "In country c, bullets can't kill people? Get in the car!"

An Ning almost wanted to laugh, damn it, a cold-hearted person like him would still be Mr. Dong Guo one day.

He looked at Xie Jing'an for a while, and said calmly, "Go to my house!"

Xie Jingan raised his eyebrows: "Okay."

An Ning's villa is in front, very close, and the two entered the door one after the other.

Xie Jing'an stood in the middle of the living room, watched An Ning walk to the window without saying a word, pulled up the curtains that occupied the entire wall, making the whole room dark, then unzipped his jacket, and took off his thin coat , and unbuttoned the neckline of the shirt, revealing a small piece of white chest and delicate collarbone.

Xie Jingan became short of breath, and he took off his tie with one hand: "Come here."

He wants to discover the rest of the scenery by himself...

An Ning approached as promised, Xie Jing'an said, "Turn around!"

An Ning smiled faintly, twisted her body, and kicked up.

This kick came too fast and too suddenly, not to mention that the gun in Xie Jingan's hand was not intended to be used on An Ning, even if he was ready to shoot at any time, it would be impossible for this shot to hit, because of An Ning's twisted body. , had slipped out of his muzzle, and he had no time to re-aim.

Then, the gun became a burden, and when Xie Jingan got kicked for the third time, the gun also flew out.

"Okay!" Xie Jing'an sneered, simply ignored the blown pistol, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and threw himself on it.

In the next moment, Xie Jingan crossed his arms to block An Ning's kick. He was knocked back two steps. Before he could stand still, he was kicked again in the lower abdomen, and then on the shoulder...

So fast!The rhythm was so fast that people couldn't react at all, like a violent storm, Xie Jing'an thought he was good at fighting, and he had seen many people who were good at fighting, but he had never seen anyone who could fight so well!

I can't react, I can't keep up at all!

Fast, too fast!

If you only look at it with your eyes, you don't think it's mediocre, but in the center of the storm, you know how terrifying this person is.

Once blocked by his defense, he has often been hit three times. The counterattack he organized with great difficulty was smashed to pieces before he could make a move... He was like a small boat struggling in the wind and waves. There is no chance of heeling, no, it should be said, there is no chance of falling down.

"Touch!" After countless punches and kicks, Xie Jing'an slammed into the door, feeling his head buzzing, and his internal organs seemed to have moved: "An..."

After only one word, Xie Jing'an's voice stopped abruptly, and his pupils shrank instantly... Is he dead?he died?

A cold touch came from his neck... He slowly lowered his eyelids, and saw a tightly clenched hand in front of him, with silver light shining through the fingers of that hand.

He didn't see wrong, didn't feel wrong just now, this person who has been dealing with him only with his feet just now finally "shot" for the first time. Casually inserted into his neck...

Sure enough, he is dead, or is about to die... It's just that this way of dying is too fucking useless...

"Didididididi..." A voice urging him came from the man's pocket.

"Shut up!" He watched the man slap his pocket impatiently, and the contents in the pocket immediately became quiet.

Then the man moved his right hand and moved away from his neck. At the same time, he left a sharp table knife with half an inch of blood on it.

An Ning casually threw the knife away, and said, "Xie Jing'an, I'm really surprised, how did you survive until now?"

Xie Jingan suddenly realized that he was not dead yet.

The blood was still flowing, but not as much as he imagined. It seemed that the blood vessels were not injured, the breathing was normal, and the esophagus did not seem to be damaged—so this person, in a split second, avoided the dense cloth on his body. The vital point, stuck a knife in his neck?

Xie Jing'an leaned against the door weakly, his hands trembled a little, and his heart just started beating again.

"Except for a face that can be seen, a useless trash, relying on climbing the bed to beg some leftovers from the Qi family to live..." An Ning looked at Xie Jing'an, and said, "Where did you come to the conclusion that I am this kind of person? "

"From some people's one-sided words, or their first impressions, they draw conclusions about people, and then paranoidly think that their judgments are absolutely correct," An Ning said: "If this kind of judgment is for irrelevant people, that's fine. But you have never even thought about the people around you and the people you want to get close to... Xie Jingan, in the environment you grew up in, you have been so self-willed and self-willed, and you have survived to this day, and you can still use Fan Shi To be big, I have to say that your luck is really good. What I am curious about is, you are such a fool, you have lived to be in your 20s, have you never suffered a loss in this?"

Xie Jingan looked at him without saying a word.

The phone rang, An Ning turned around and walked to the window to answer the phone, with a cheerful voice: "Brother?"

"The electronic equipment has arrived? Okay, I'll be there in a while... Let them assemble it first, and wait for me to install the software... Of course we will have hot pot at night... Don't worry bro, even if I eat all the peppers in the world, I won't get a single pimple, and my dad also likes spicy food, so you should obey the majority... If you want to eat kimchi, sashimi, pasta, etc., you can find someone else next time, anyway, my dad and I are I will never go with you..."

From Xie Jing'an's point of view, the young man was sitting sideways on the armrest of the sofa, with a bright smile, a pair of long legs stretched out casually, the sun shone on his face, as if coating him with a layer of golden light.

Xie Jing'an lowered his head, his pistol landed less than two meters away from him, and that person was sitting defenselessly with his back to him, chatting with the person on the phone about homework.

An exquisite, pale, humble villain who lives in the dark, who relies on his body to please others to get some benefits—Xie Jingan laughed at himself: How did such a brilliant, upright and unrestrained person come to such a conclusion in the first place? of?

"What I'm curious about is, you are such a fool, you have lived to be in your 20s, have you never suffered a loss in this?"

How come you haven't eaten it?It's just that I was lucky enough to be saved by you...

Xie Jingan finally did not choose to pick up the gun, An Ning finally finished the phone call, picked up the coat from the sofa and put it on again, walked to the door, stopped when passing by Xie Jingan, and said: "Xie Jingan, save you once, I'll beat you up and spare your life, if these don't stop you from thinking about it, then I have no choice but to...kill you."

Just like that, he opened the door and went out without even looking at the gun on the ground.

He is really not afraid of guns, at least, he is not afraid of only one gun and one person.

He is not invulnerable, and he is not as fast as a bullet, but in this world, no one is more sensitive to danger than him, and no one has a faster reaction than him.

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Xie Jing'an stood at the window, watching the man holding the mobile phone and walking out while talking on the phone, his back was casual and carefree.

A leaf obstructs the eyes, but Mount Tai is not seen.

It wasn't until his back disappeared that Xie Jing'an picked up the phone and dialed the number he had been perfunctory for a long time. His voice was a little hoarse: "Where are you? I'm back to country C. Let's meet up?"

He frowned: "Still filming in province c? If you can't get away, that's fine... that's good."

Xie Jingan hung up the phone and flew back from province C overnight?

In the past, he could only be moved. He felt that this girl was really infatuated with him. She always put his affairs first. In front of him, a "poor boy", she was never arrogant or arrogant. Unruly.

Now, for some reason, An Ning's words keep ringing in my ears: You are such a fool...