But unwilling to see the scenery

In mid-summer August, Yan Ruoyu was driving from Ling'an to Shanghai, Jiang Nuo was sitting in the passenger seat, with a glass cage with a yellow-feathered duckling in it on his lap.

The little duck is fragile and cute, keeping its head up and looking at Jiang Nuo. After looking at each other for a long time, Jiang Nuo reluctantly stretched his hand in. The duck sat tremblingly on his palm, and was willing to close his eyes and go to sleep.

Jiang Nuo sighed, but it was foreseeable that he was busy again.Yan Ruoyu is only in charge of playing, "sister" and "sister" keep yelling when she can't put it down, and "sooner or later I will eat you" whenever she encounters shit and pee, and throws her to him to take care of.

So Jiang Nuo was very prescient and didn't bring his future into the car, otherwise people and dogs would go crazy sooner or later, so he had to raise the ducks first.And if you put aside shit and pee, the little duck squatting in the palm of your hand is really cute. If you put it on the ground, it will waddle and follow wherever Jiang Nuo goes.

The duck is very light, and Jiang Nuo put the cage at his feet, and put the back of his hand bearing the weight of the duck against his thigh, so he didn't feel tired.When Yan Ruoyu answered the phone just now, he turned on the speakerphone. Lin Zhe said that the rehearsal could not be arranged, but the recording of the kick-off game continued in the evening. Jose will come. He is now the passive person. If he does not show up, he will abstain. .

Yan Ruoyu suggested that Jiang Nuo take a rest in the car. He has had less sleep than Jiang Nuo in the past two days, but he is still full of energy. He is afraid that the car radio will disturb his sleep. The crisp sound of bells colliding.

Then the tambourines, then the rap.Yan Ruoyu had heard this rapper's song before, and knew he was from Xinjiang, but it was the first time he heard him singing in Uyghur—he thought it was Uyghur, but when he listened carefully, he realized that the singer was still singing Chinese is just very subtly integrated into the tone of Uyghur.

He likes this kind of blending, listening to it vigorously, Jiang Nuo slowly opened his eyes, the sister in the palm of his hand woke up at the same time as him, standing unsteadily as if dancing to the music, Jiang Nuo was afraid that it would fall, so he put it down Back in the cage, he took out his mobile phone to look up the lyrics of the song, and said to Yan Ruoyu, "His lyrics are so sincere."

"Then listen to it again?" Yan Ruoyu said, pressing loop to play.This song is called "Bonfire Under the Grape Trellis". The imagery in the title of the song appears many times in the lyrics, symbolizing a certain order and belief. As long as the bonfire in the heart is not extinguished, "the soul does not have to be afraid to wander anymore."

Yan Ruoyu can fully understand why Jiang Nuo said the lyrics are sincere.The vast majority of rappers who have entered the public eye put safety first. They may not be unable to write heartfelt lyrics, but they have pulled out their hearts, and those who come to listen to the songs may not cherish it.

It is not uncommon to open one's spiritual world to unfamiliar audiences before rap has entered the mainstream, but it is undoubtedly dangerous now, because creators do not know that what they exchange for sincerity is empathy, Still messing around.

Jiang Nuo had already experienced this kind of devastating trampling.Jiang Shan never felt that "migrant workers" was an unspeakable word. Many lyrics he wrote were not so much about himself, but about people who left their hometowns like him. He is willing to sing what he has seen and heard in the past 27 years. After he was slandered for taking drugs, many people looked at the bottom life in his lyrics, and even labeled him as a foreign force.

Jiang Nuo told Yan Ruoyu that what hurt him the most during that time was not seeing the avalanche of insults, but that some of the snowflakes used to be Jiang Shan's audience.

——They kept saying that they were let down, because they believed that Jiang Shan, who took drugs and got into a fight, was all Jiang Shan, so the moment of touching was not worth mentioning.A mansion can be overturned in an instant, not to mention the illusory love in the inner world.

"So you have never dared to really stand on the stage," Yan Ruoyu said, "When the audience feels that they have been let down, and the creator sees that they can be swayed so easily, their betrayal is in the eyes of the creator. A real avalanche."

"I'm not a hero who saves the world and saves all sentient beings. It's too embarrassing to say that. I just..." Jiang Nuo smiled, but couldn't hold back the smile. His brows and eyes were dim, and he said lightly, "I just don't have the courage anymore."

"Then are you willing to open it again, tonight." Yan Ruoyu stared straight ahead, "Sing a good song not for the audience, but for yourself and Jiang Shan."

Yan Ruoyu didn't say a word about his scrambling for the past few days, which made Jiang Nuo couldn't help asking superficially, what are you trying to do.

"I'm trying to make you look good." Yan Ruoyu said irrelevantly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and after a moment of silence, he answered an irrelevant question and added a sentence, because I am not Gauguin.

Jiang Nuo didn't hear clearly, and asked, "What did you just say?"

"I said—" Yan Ruoyu was high-spirited and confident, turned his face to Jiang Nuo, and paused every word, "I am a responsible man."

"..." Jiang Nuo didn't know what to say, but wanted to laugh.The sunlight made him squint his eyes a little. In the narrow field of vision, Yan Ruoyu concentrated on driving while holding the steering wheel in his hand, with clean and neat lines on his side face. move away.

From the heart, there is no difference between Yan Ruoyu and Jiang Nuo when they first met, they still like to play their temper and talk to themselves, but they are obviously more stable.The heart is still young, but there is no lack of the unique side of a man.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, the two arrived at the parking lot outside the livehouse.Jiang Nuo felt motion sick and wanted to vomit, so Yan Ruoyu sat with him by the trash can for a while.Coincidentally, a Mercedes-Benz S-Class drove into the parking lot at this time. The driver got out of the car first, and went around the front of the car to the rear door. Jose, who was meticulously dressed from the strands of his hair to the soles of his feet, gathered up his suit jacket and got out of the car.

"Is he serious about this look? This is a rap reality show, not "Red Song Duet." Yan Ruoyu looked dumbfounded, and Jose noticed the two of them sitting next to the trash can in the car, looking at them Walking over, standing two or three meters away, he took off his brown sunglasses, and thoughtfully asked the pale-faced Jiang Nuo, "Want to vomit?"

Jiang Nuo didn't get up, looked up and said: "It's okay."

Jose chuckled, squatted in an approachable way, and suggested Jiang Nuo with a sincere face: "It's best to spit it out, it's the most uncomfortable when you spit out half and keep half in your stomach."

"Thank you for your suggestion." Jiang Nuo also smiled back, "But don't you like this the most."

Jose's expression and eyes did not change: "How do you say that?"

"... Is there any misunderstanding between us? If I remember correctly, we met for the first time today." Jose stood up straight, looked at Jiang Nuo with a kind of hidden hurt eyes, and said, "People and people There is a chasm between mountains and seas, just because you have heard of me, does not mean that you know me and know who I am."

"Sure enough, no one can defeat you in your logic." Jiang Nuo laughed out loud, "Your way of turning black into white is really similar to the person who found me and Jiang Shan with a photo that day. "

The hurt in Jose's eyes deepened: "I don't know what you're talking about."

"But I know you." Jiang Nuo stood up, looked directly at Jose, and said word by word, "You like to eat too much and throw up, and then use the vomit to show your indifference to fame and fortune."

Jiang Nuo's voice was weak, but his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing: "Others scold mothers when they put down their chopsticks. You spit in the bowl while it is still in it. You only care about your own fullness, and you are disgusting people who eat the same bowl of rice."

"You know what you have done, and the eye in the sky can see it clearly." Jiang Nuo smiled and said, "Since you love to vomit so much, you will vomit it all tonight."

Yan Ruoyu had never seen Jiang Nuo so fierce and ruthless. After Jose left angrily, he was so excited that he applauded Jiang Nuo, congratulating him for taking the step of "telling what's in his heart".

Yan Ruoyu rubbed his shoulders and helped him move his body: "How do you feel now, do you want to eat something, I'll buy you some warm food?"

"No, I'm not hungry." Jiang Nuo propped himself up, and entered the livehouse with Yan Ruoyu.They stood behind the scenes and looked towards the stage. Six hundred public judges were already in place. When Lin Zhe mentioned the name of Jose, many people cheered. The staff interviewed an audience in the background. He has made a great contribution, and when nine out of ten rappers are stained, Jose's innocence is set off by his peers.

"To put it bluntly, the current rap is too vulgar. It was the right choice for José not to do hip-hop, and he was willing to respond to the invitation of the program group to be the big devil kicking the hall. Noble, compared with those peers who diss come and diss, it is better to judge."

Yan Ruoyu turned his head to look at the well-mannered public judge, his eyeballs were about to fall out. On the stage, Jose began to perform and sing.

As soon as the prelude sounded, Yan Ruoyu felt that something was wrong, and Jose changed the tribute song, saying, "Looking at endless 5000 years..."

He chose an absolute commanding height, that is patriotism.Others are patriotic because they often have tears in their eyes and love the land deeply. His patriotism is a business, and the subtext is that he sings the praises of the motherland.

Yan Ruoyu was almost nauseated, while Jiang Nuo looked at Jose who was wearing a Chinese tunic on the stage without saying a word, his eyes were indifferent and expressionless, and he was staring at the big screen on the right side of the stage all the time. name. Five minutes later, the performance ended, and the number of votes under Jose’s name was as high as 5. These people had only one chance to bounce their tickets. If the combined number of people who bounced tickets and the number of people who originally planned to vote for Jiang Nuo did not exceed 521, Jose would win.

Jose stepped off the stage sideways, just in time to face Jiang Nuo who was waiting.

Jose handed him the microphone, showing a sense of inheritance under the camera. When Jiang Nuo didn't pick it up, Jose comforted him: "Young people, don't be nervous, there are always wins and losses, but the future is yours."

Jiang Nuo just took the mic, he knew there were cameras around, but he didn't care anymore, he just wanted to say to Jose: "You can get out."

Jose smiled awkwardly.The world separated by a layer of screen has always been his home field. After he has mastered the rules with ease, he rarely feels such a sense of frustration as he does today.

Because Jiang Nuo didn't play that game with him, as long as there is only one person who escapes, it is enough for him to have a headache.

He politely performed a few more words under the camera, then found a reason to leave, and did not plan to return to the stage when the number of votes was announced later.Yan Ruoyu stared at his back as he disappeared around the corner, turned to Jiang Nuo and said, "I'll go out for a while."

"Just for a moment," he added, "when you're on stage, you're sure to see me offstage."

Jiang Nuo nodded. After Yan Ruoyu left, he looked back at the stage. The staff was rearranging the scene. He waited silently. He always felt that there was something in his heart that was suppressing, fearing, and at the same time clamoring and calling. Lead him to open his eyes and see—

He saw the staff on the opposite side pouring dry ice into the light, and the shiny foam shuttled through the swirling smoke and reached his eyes, reflecting his face.He stretched out his hand and waved it, trying to grab the foam, but they burst silently in the next second, turning into tiny drops of water.

In the next second, more and bigger bubbles appeared on the stage and around him.He turned his face and found a person standing beside him at some point, pointing at his nose as if grasping something, and said: "You are still the same duplicity as before, you like to say that others are naive, and you can't play hard yet."

Jiang Nuo looked at the unfamiliar yet familiar face, feeling so emotional that he couldn't breathe, Jiang Shan hurriedly stepped forward to wipe away the tears he couldn't help falling, and said distressedly: "Why are you crying? I'm about to play soon."

Jiang Nuo couldn't control it, crying clearly: "I thought I would never see you again."

"How come..." Jiang Shan smiled, the sun was shining brightly, and she was healthy.Jiang Nuo often thinks of Jiang Shan, and what always sticks into his mind is his appearance on the hospital bed.Over time, his brain activated a certain protection mechanism, so he simply didn't recall anything, and trapped himself in the past forever.

But now the gate is malfunctioning, and everything from the past is flooding in front of him like a flood, and it also brings Jiang Shan, who is always 27 years old.

"I've always been here." He held Jiang Nuo's face, covered Jiang Nuo's hand and touched his own face, and said, "I will accompany you in the crowd."