flirting without breaking the law

On the first day of the music festival, the square was crowded with people.The stage of each band is set up separately, one is for fans to call their idols, and the other is to prevent all fans from gathering together and causing a stampede.

Occasionally, the singing band here shouted at each other with the band on the other side of the square, and it was not uncommon to find that the lead singer of his own band went to other people's stage to stir up the atmosphere while singing.

The most important thing about the Grassroots Music Festival is the atmosphere, which is filled with the vitality and passion of young people.Most bands tend to subconsciously lean towards rock, metal or jazz, but there are also individual vocalists who love folk songs.In recent years, some folk singers have become popular through grassroots music festivals and online video forwarding, but there are many people who are popular, and it didn't take long for all kinds of drug abuse and cheating to break out in the folk music circle.Many people inside and outside the circle all sighed and said that they would destroy the Three Views.

In fact, which circle is not chaotic, which road is not black.

In the final analysis, it is still the same sentence, people's hearts are bright and the sky is self-evident.

This is the proper Lansden principle. When climbing up, you must keep the ladder clean, otherwise you are likely to fall when you come down.

Wang Li still lamented in Qi Ling's ear that there were far fewer people singing folk songs this year. The two walked through the crowded crowd and stood under the stage of the band "Make Love to Solomon" to listen to their singing.

Qi Ling tried to avoid people as much as possible. The fans who came today were all fans of the band that was on stage today, but it is not ruled out that there will be people who know them.Just now at the entrance, many female fans dragged her to take a group photo, Qi Ling shamelessly pushed Wang Li to them, signed and ran away.

"I don't really like the term "circle." Qi Ling stared at the stage with a cigarette in his mouth, "The inside and outside of the circle are nothing more than prisons drawn by people who themselves have a sense of superiority. In fact, it is unnecessary. It's so clear."

Wang Li stood beside him with folded arms: "If someone judges, he will always be labeled. Often this label is created by his own people in the industry. I can't figure it out."

"Have fun with music, behave yourself, sit upright, and be upright. As for the other idiots who insist on discrediting you, whoever they are."

"That's right, are you an idiot or not, this really doesn't distinguish age." Wang Li was a little amused, "Hey, Brother Ling, what do you think of the song that Solomon chose today after making love?"

Qi Ling held the cigarette in his hand, tilted his head and continued to listen for a while: "They adapted this song into jazz style today, I may be more inclined to rock and roll. Jazz has endless changes, and the highlight is improvisation, which is always fresh and unexpected. If the second half breaks out layer by layer, bringing people to one climax point after another, that’s OK. But today this song is obviously changed a little bit, beyond the point that the lead singer can reach.”

After Qi Ling finished speaking, someone beside him turned his head and looked at him.It's a man in his 40s, Qi Ling didn't know, so he thought that since it was at the music festival, there might be people who were stalking people.Immediately nodded friendly to the man, it was regarded as a polite greeting.

The man took the initiative, walked over and held out his hand: "Hello, Wang Chenzi, can I get to know you?"

Qi Ling has always been unimpressed with familiar people, but at least the etiquette of being a human being is: "Qi Ling, hello."

Wang Chenzi looked at him for a few seconds and asked, "Fan or band?"

Qi Ling frowned, but didn't answer.It's one thing to strike up a conversation, another to get to the bottom of it.

Wang Chenzi reacted for a few seconds, and smiled awkwardly: "I was the one who was abrupt, sorry. I'm not very good at these things, but I just heard your opinion and found it very interesting, and I want to get to know you."

Wang Li squeezed between the two, knowing that Qi Ling didn't like to deal with it, he shook hands with Wang Chenzi kindly: "Hello, Wang Li. We are the band Crush."

Wang Chenzi hesitated for a few seconds, feeling that the name of this band was very familiar. In recent years, there are many new bands that have become popular in N City.

"Are there any performances these days?" Wang Chenzi asked.

"Yes, the third day." Wang Li said.

"Finale, that's pretty good." Wang Chenzi obviously didn't have much interest in Wang Li, so he looked back at Qi Ling after a few words.This young man is handsome, energetic, and unique, and he is a seedling.

Those who can compose music may not be able to arrange good music, and those who can arrange music may not necessarily be able to compose music.But those who can compose good music have relatively high basic technical skills in music.

Composers must be familiar with multiple instruments in order to properly arrange which instruments to use in a song, when to use them, and how to use them, so as to better express the feelings of the composer and make up for the shortcomings of the composition.

This can be said to be a job that is both technical and artistic. If the composition is the human body, then the arrangement is the gorgeous clothes; the composition is the skeleton, and the arrangement is the flesh and blood.

Qi Ling doesn't look very old, and his plasticity is quite high in the future.As Wang Chenzi talked, he dragged Qi Ling back to the arrangement. Qi Ling didn't really like chatting with strangers, but he couldn't hold back his love for music.At the same time, he found that the man in front of him had a very professional opinion on music, and he might be an expert.

The two chatted gradually among the hustle and bustle of fans, and the blood-swelling music and loud shouts couldn't affect the two heroes who saw the same thing.

At the end of the chat, it seemed that Qi Ling and Wang Chenzi were about to form a year-end friendship in music.Wang Chenzi feels that there are not many people who have such an infinite love for music and are willing to make music in a down-to-earth manner.And Qi Ling believes that it is quite difficult for Wang Chenzi, as an elder, to understand his own views on music.

The two hit it off and exchanged WeChat IDs.By the time Wang Chenzi waved goodbye, the concert by Solomon Band was coming to an end.

Let's sing here, and go on stage there.

The BlindMan band ignited the audience with a song "Don't Cry" by GunsN'Roses. The fans who were supposed to follow the jazz swing now collectively shook the sea of ​​waves, which was so spectacular.

Qi Ling was still reminiscing about the conversation just now, and now he couldn't listen to the singing. Many fans who had sex with Solomon flocked to BlindMan's stage to continue playing.Not many of the fans who come here are relatively dedicated, and they all belong to loose fans who can like it since this one is good.

The first day of the music festival ended early. After the band finished singing, the organizer also held The Color Run, which was a highlight of this music festival.

TheColorRun is the so-called color run, which originated in the United States and was later introduced to China.In the past two years, the color run has become very popular in major cities, and it is known as the happiest five kilometers.

There are only two requirements for participating in the color run: First, come in white clothes.Two, cross the finish line with the coolest and most colorful colors.Speed ​​is not required in this process, the most important thing is to play.Sprinkle the most brilliant colors on the body at each station, and the joy continues at the end, and there will be a super spectacular color party on the end stage.

Not to mention that Qi Ling was dragged by Wang Li and the others to run for five kilometers, he was the one who was thrown the most color powder at the finish line.

I don't know which son of a bitch didn't have long eyes, so he threw a handful of color powder into Qi Ling's nasal cavity, making him sneeze several times without stopping.

At the end of the stage of taking selfies and group photos, Qi Ling quietly slipped along the stage.

"Damn, these grandchildren."

Qi Ling stood in the distance watching others carnival, turned on the front-facing camera, hair, face, and clothes were all covered in colored powder, like a big colorful rooster.Qi Ling smiled at the camera, like an idiot.Then he chose an angle that he thought was handsome, and clicked.

Qi Ling looked at the photo, one word, handsome.Then he clicked on WeChat and sent it to Di Chu. The chat history of the two of them on the screen was still that Di Chu got up in the morning and went out, saying that he went to school.

After sending the photos, Qi Ling shamelessly added a copy.

—Too handsome to have no friends!Shake the Party Central Committee and shock Zhongnanhai!

When Di Chu received the news, he and Cheng Sicong recited knowledge points from each other.

— Palette Man?Participated in TheColorRun?

—At the beginning, is your boyfriend handsome?

— You are only happy if you find a hit every day, right?

—It’s so hard to admit that I’m handsome, I’m suing you because you’re jealous.

—Oh, I'm so jealous, fuck me if you can.

—…Damn…I haven’t seen you for a few days, my heart is so hungry.

—Fuck off, what are you doing?

—Just finished, ready to go back to the hotel, how about you?

—Recite the text with the housekeeper.

Ever since Cheng Sicong decided to break back Di Chu, a crooked-neck bully who didn't learn well, he has been hanging around Di Chu every day.Either to endorse with Di Chu, or let Di Chu give him lectures, and occasionally find some extracurricular questions to practice with Di Chu.

"Housekeeper, if you can't prove that you are a straight steel bar, we will think that you dare to dig Brother Ling's corner while he is not around." Zhang Zhiqiang leaned against the table, drinking Coke and kept glancing at Li Meixi.

Since the last "little note incident", Zhang Zhiqiang deeply understood the importance of "article traffic arteries", and deeply implemented the two basic points of a route, first building a good relationship with Cheng Sicong and Di Chu.

Only when the two of them deliver the small note on time and on time every time, can there be hope for this puppy love.

Cheng Sicong raised his head with his history book in his arms and sneered: "Come on, I can't stand Brother Chu like this."

"Which one am I?" Di Chu responded to the message while continuing to answer the question just now, "The nature of the Renaissance: the bourgeois ideological liberation movement. Promote a new bourgeois ideology in the name of ancient culture. The core of the Renaissance: The meaning of humanism advocates man-centered rather than God-centered, people are creators and masters of real life, and require the affirmation of human value and dignity.”

Cheng Sicong put the book down and yelled, "Brother Chu, can you stop replying to the message while endorsing the book, it looks like you don't care about me, you're a scumbag."

"Where the hell am I?" Di Chu said, "Did I answer wrong?"

"That's the right answer." Cheng Sicong sighed, "But that's not the case. Let's go to self-study, shall we? Who are you sending messages to shamelessly hooking you up?"

Di Chu raised his head and smiled meaningfully, picked up the phone, stared at Cheng Sicong, and deliberately said word by word: "Brother Ling, the housekeeper said you have no shame in hooking me up."

Every time he said a word, Cheng Sicong's face cracked, and when Di Chu finished speaking, Cheng Sicong wanted to jump off the building immediately.

"Damn it, Di Chu! Don't play with me like this!"

Di Chu shrugged: "Do you want to continue?"

"I'm afraid of you." Cheng Sicong turned back, and turned around after a while, "Brother Ling doesn't plan to take the college entrance examination from now on, does he?"

"You don't care," Di Chu thought, I didn't even interfere with my boyfriend's choice.

"Then what should he do in the second half of his senior year?"

"Physical (action) physics, you can't quit school."

Cheng Sicong was completely convinced, and Di Chu should be called Xueshen.

After class, Di Chu was called to the office by lack of heart, and he was handed two large envelopes, one was the award certificate and selection notice for Chinese Conceptual Composition, and the other was the publication notice*.

The lack of heart is very calm about Di Chu's award, almost thinking that it should be done.Di Chu's writing skills are quite outstanding among his peers. If he doesn't have the ability to stand out, he will definitely not be so bad.

"The bonus is also in the envelope, good job." The lack of heart was loud, and now the whole office knew that Di Chu had won a national award, so they really couldn't keep a low profile.

Di Chu took the envelope in his hand, and just wanted to quickly get away from the careless eyes: "Mr. Lin, I'm leaving if I have nothing to do."

"Leave again? You kid runs away every time you see me! What the hell!"

Di Chu thought that I'm not kidding you, but I'm just annoyed by your gleaming Mediterranean and loud voice.

"No, how dare I."

"By the way, an editor at the publishing house came to me specifically and wanted your contact information." Heartless took out his phone, dug out his contacts, and wrote down the editor's phone number and name on a piece of paper.

Di Chu took it, confused: "Mr. Lin, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? Are you the brain of a top student?" Heartless took a sip of tea, hating iron for being weak.

Di Chu smiled: "I'm the brain of a schoolboy."

Heartless reached out and tapped him, knowing that you have a personality.

"This editor learned from your article that you have an official account and said he wanted to contact you. I guess it might mean to help you publish a book."

Di Chu was taken aback, a little silly.Although I occasionally feel that my writing is good when I am usually in a high mood, but it is a thousand miles away when it comes to publishing: "Mr. Lin, this is impossible."

"What's impossible, have more confidence in yourself." Huo Xinyan said, "Anyway, you should contact them first, but you still have to tell me about any important decisions."

Di Chu hesitated for a while, then nodded: "I see, Teacher Lin."

The lack of heart is out of the consideration of Di Chu's family. After all, the child's parents are dead, and there are only grandma and younger sister in the family.Everything has to be taken care of, and I don't want Di Chu to be tricked.Even if he was to experience the dangers of society, it would not be now.

He thinks that as long as he is still Di Chu's head teacher, he will be fully responsible for him.

Can't go wrong.

After Qi Ling chatted with Di Chu, he went back to the final stage to find Wang Li and the others, dragged Zhang Yi, Zhou Yu and Li Zhixi out of the crowd and went back to the hotel.

After Qi Ling took a shower, she ran up to the balcony and sat on the balcony with two bottles of beer.When Wang Li washed it out, Qi Ling had already drunk it.

Wang Li sat down beside him while wiping his hair.The two sat side by side in their nightgowns, with the gorgeous night view of N City in front of them.

"Can you blow dry in the bathroom before you come out, the water is splashing on my face, are you a dog?" Qi Ling wiped his face, disgusted.

Wang Li opened another bottle of wine and ignored it: "Damn it, I got colored powder in my hair from the color run today. Just now I took a bath like a dyeing workshop. It was so crazy."

"I think you're quite happy." Qi Ling took a sip of the wine, and the cold liquid entered the stomach along the throat.

The bustling city night scene in front of them also became blurred. They lived on the 26th floor of the hotel.The pedestrians and vehicles downstairs have become like ants. If you stare at the driveway for a long time, you will really feel a continuous flow.

The night wind blew on the two of them, and they were both energetic.

"Do you have any other arrangements for returning to N City this time?" Wang Li asked lightly. In fact, the core of the question was the same, but it was more tactful.

Of course Qi Ling understood what he meant, otherwise he was a brother.

"Well, I'll go to my parents' place tomorrow, you go shopping."

"Why don't you go to the end of the music festival?"

Wang Li went back to the room and took out the cigarette and ashtray, and handed one to Qi Ling.

Qi Ling waved his hand: "I won't smoke when I drink, or I'll sing a few songs on stage the third day."

"Oh yes, I was negligent." Wang Li sat down.

"I'm going to see my parents tomorrow, and explain something by the way. The concert ends the day after tomorrow, so I won't be attending the party. I've already bought a ticket to go back."

Wang Li frowned, smacking his cigarette butt, and brushing back his half-wet and half-dry hair: "Brother Ling, you're not going to the follow-up party between the bands? You're not going to the invitation from the organizer either?"

Qi Ling stretched his limbs and held the wine bottle in his hands.The green glass bottle reflects the neon lights of the opposite building, like a colorful flower blooming at night.

"Chu Chu is still at home, I can't wait any longer." Qi Ling said.

"I don't say it's seven days this time. Is it right for you to squeeze it into four days?" Wang Li asked slowly while drinking.

"You have always known that I don't like that set of entertainment. I leave after singing. I always do this. Just say the same to others, it doesn't matter."

"You still think that you can't do without Di Chuli." Wang Li stopped being devious, and directly hit the core of the problem, "Qi Ling, you can't even give up your ideals just because of a relationship."

"I didn't want it." Qi Ling said, "Didn't I come to the music festival?"

"Di Chu asked you to come, right?" Wang Li laughed, "Then do you know that I asked Di Chu to tell you?"

Qi Ling paused, and the hand holding the wine bottle tightened suddenly.His eyes darkened for three or four minutes, and he said in a low voice, "Even if that's the case, at least I'm here."

"Yes, you are here. Do you think Di Churuo will be happy if he knows that you gave up all follow-up communication activities for him?"

"Don't use this trick to provoke me, it's useless."

Wang Li sighed, and changed his approach: "Brother Ling, don't think I'm trying to drive a wedge between the two of you. Brothers can't do this kind of thing. But you have to think carefully about which is more important, love or future. Or, do you think that in Di At first glance, your future is so important."

"I will walk my own way, even if one day he can't walk anymore, I will take him along."

Qi Ling spoke firmly.

"Then have you considered Di Chu's family? Brother Ling, apart from his sister, the problem is his grandma. Can the elderly leave an environment so easily?"

Most of the elderly were born in one place, and what they pay attention to is returning the fallen leaves to their roots.He left his hometown when he was young, and wanted to go back until he died.Not to mention those who are old in their hometown, their friends, relatives, and thoughts are all here.

leave?Putting it lightly.

Not so easy.

Qi Ling knew that he had spoken recklessly, so he drank a few sips of wine and stared at the dark sky.

"There will be a way, for sure."

Wang Li poked out the cigarette: "There must be a solution, but there are many things now that you can't solve alone. There is one more thing, my brother advises you to think clearly."

"You said."

"Pay more attention to the way you express love."

Qi Ling was taken aback for a moment, a little confused: "...Am I wrong?"

"It's not that you're wrong," Wang Li straightened his back, "Let's put it this way, you and Di Chu are in love, then you will definitely express your love for each other desperately, right?"

"Ah."

"At this time, if what Di Chu wants is watermelon and you give him an apple, do you think he will be happy?"

Wang Li looked at Qi Ling and said seriously.

Qi Ling didn't reply. If the other party wasn't Wang Li, he would definitely have slammed his head on the bottle before he finished speaking.

Qi Ling looked at the night in silence, and thought for a few minutes before he could think through this sentence.

Yes, if Di Chu knew that he was delaying the music exchange activities because of him, he thought it was a way of expressing love, but would Di Chu accept it?He will think that this is love, is this okay?

Will not.

Instead, it will feel like a kind of pressure.

People usually express love and receive love in the same way, which is the so-called "love language".Everyone is born with their own way of expressing love and receiving love.

Qi Ling expresses his love by "contributing time" and "physical contact". He thinks that only in this way can Di Chu feel his love.And it just so happens that Di Chu's way of expressing love is "behavior of service" and "physical contact", so the two of them have at least one thing in common, which makes them fascinated by each other to death at this stage.

But what if another "love language" comes into conflict.

When two people can't understand each other, inappropriate love becomes pressure.

We can't force people who like to eat watermelon, but we have to admit that apples are delicious.

Qi Ling suddenly felt enlightened. Wang Li's words tonight were definitely not aimed at creating a rift between him and Di Chu.Instead, Qi Ling began to reflect on whether his impulsive actions were appropriate.

"Thank you brother." Qi Ling said with a smile, "But I still decided to go back that day, and I will talk about other issues later."

Wang Li knew that it would not be easy for him to change Qi Ling's decision with two or three words, but love is something that depends on the two of them, how they go and how far they go are all luck.

Qi Ling raised the wine bottle to Wang Li, and the sound of the bottles clinking in the night was particularly crisp.

The warmth of Qi Ling's lips remained on the warm mouth of the bottle.

Qi Ling drank all the rest of the wine and laughed softly.

"Those who know me say I am worried; those who don't know me say what I want."

The author has something to say:

Note:"*"

①In fact, the award selection notification and the publication notification should not be received together. Here, for the needs of the article, they are changed to be received together (don’t ask me why I know, hehe...

②It's like writing to the front and writing out Chuchu's true appearance.Now I'm going to slowly analyze what Ling Ge is like for the sweethearts, but I think all the sweethearts will like him, he is passionate, impulsive and heart-warming.Slowly show it to you.

③Writing here, I gradually want to show the love view of this article, and this chapter is just the beginning.How to express the "language of love" to others correctly. If the person you like responds to you differently from what you think, does he/she just don't like you?No, many times we feel that the other party doesn't like us that much, or it may be that we don't understand each other.

The way a person "conveys love" to you is difficult to match the way you "receive love", and it is easy to cause misunderstandings at this time.So when you express love, you should also consider whether others accept this way.

Forced to stuff cantaloupe for someone who likes grapes, this kind of thing can only move oneself, but it is a burden for others.

Therefore, in fact, whether it is the absurdist view of love, the nihilistic view of love, or any other doctrine.At the end of the day, knowing the "language of love" is important.

If the babies can gain something after reading this book, Lao Qi is really very honored.