Interstellar cat guide

The turmoil of the video has not dissipated, and soon someone dug up Mao Mi's debut album "Shock" while searching various materials, and found that the sales volume of that album was only [-].In this era where any single record can sell hundreds of millions of copies, the figure of [-] is more than bleak enough to describe. The people who bought it may have nothing but some fans, so now the physical version has become an out-of-print.

After knowing this figure, many people became a little bit interested, and they bought the electronic version on the Internet and wanted to hear why the sales volume was so poor.After listening to it like this, there was another layer of waves. People who have listened to it are rushing to tell that this album is too good to listen to. "Shock" has a total of ten songs, which are adapted from several historical stories. Among them are the hatred of the family, the mountains and rivers are the best in the world, the leaning on the window and thinking about the gentleman, and the love can't ask for it. In addition, the style of the song is full of ancient rhymes , the album almost composes the entire magnificent yet delicate and gentle era, which is extremely unique.

The use of poetry, the sustenance of emotions, and the soft and soft voice, all these seem plain and incomprehensible, but as long as you listen to it several times, you will find more and more beauty in it, and you will become more and more unable to extricate yourself.

The lyrics are indeed a bit difficult for most people today, but it does not prevent them from deeply savoring how broad and profound the long-standing culture is.

The famous music critic Ma Wu said after listening to it: "Although his singing skills are not proficient and his voice is less recognizable, this is already the only album I have listened to in recent years that I will never delete. This is It’s an amazing creation. It’s not just creation, but integration. What I see is cultural cultivation and painstaking consideration. Even if I put down its high-end texture and exquisite details, I can still hear the singer’s detachment that does not belong to this circle. Dust feeling, he is singing and savoring by himself, he sees the floating world and knows that he appreciates it alone. We are all insignificant spectators before his singing."

Fans who bought the album were overjoyed, feeling relieved that the dusty orb had finally been discovered, and even more proud of being out of print.

Those who knew about it but didn’t buy it at the beginning regretted it too much, “At that time, I really felt that it was difficult to understand and it didn’t sound good. It was weird, but this time I listened to it and felt addicted.

Of course, more fur balls, especially new fans, are begging the team to sell them again. This time they will definitely buy them. Liu Wenwei, who listened to his assistant reporting public opinion, shook his head in the car, "They are so beautiful, we don't want to buy them." Do it again, if you want to hear it, just wait.”

Mao Mi himself was not very proud, because he also wanted to do this theme with all his heart at the time, but it turned out to be a bit behind the times, so he was surprised and embarrassed when he suddenly became popular again.

However, he soon lost the energy to take care of these things. "The Wild" was about to finish, and he once again lived a five-to-nine life. He would reflexively want to agree to the word "five", leaving no small sequelae.

The studio in the afternoon had just started, and it was filled with joy that it was about to end. It's just that the current plot is too depressing, which makes people almost feel internal injuries.

In the dark factory, Mao Mi was dressed in a white dress without flowers, and stood calmly. There was a sea of ​​flames under him, and there was only one protruding iron platform supporting him and Zhong Ding, which was already crumbling.A hole had been presciently punched in the dilapidated roof, and the dangling rope allowed only one person to escape.

Zhong Ding wiped his face and put his hands on the rope.

"Fifth Master, let's go." He struggled for a moment, then looked at Mao Mi, "You have contributed the most this time, even if I'm not here, the Bureau will definitely relieve you..."

"Let's go." Fifth Master spit out this word, and took half a step back, handing over the chance of escape.

The young policeman smiled wryly and said, "You don't seem like a hero, at worst we die together."

The fifth master snorted coldly, as cold and solemn as ever, with rebellious eyes in his eyes: "I am born alone, and I will walk alone when I die. My road, even if it is a dead end, I don't need others to accompany me."

"five……"

As soon as he called out his name, he saw the thin man take out a small knife from his pocket. Before he recovered his senses, Fifth Master quickly cut the few ropes that were about to crack supporting the iron platform with the knife in his hand, scaring him. He hastily and instinctively grasped the rope that he had held in his hand for a long time.

The iron platform lost its support and fell down with a bang, followed by Fifth Master, his face was calm, and he even closed his eyes peacefully, as if what was below was not a sea of ​​fire but bliss.

The young man hangs on the rope and screams, but he can only watch helplessly as he falls into the consuming flames, like falling into an abyss that will never return.

The violent explosion soon caused intermittent small explosions, and when the flames were about to burn him, reinforcements finally came and dragged him up.

"Good boy, I really asked you to investigate. This time the credit is guaranteed to be yours. I heard that you can be reinstated and promoted when you go back..."

"Except for Chen Tianlang, it's a big headline. The media is waiting outside. Come with me."

"Duan Xiaoshuai, you have really become a hero..."

Colleagues from the past came up to talk about caring or flattering, but Duan Chengshuai couldn't even bring up a smile. He clenched his sore hand in vain, shook it a few times as if he lost his center of gravity, and kept muttering: " He's dead...he's down there...you go and save him..."

It's a pity that no one cared what he was talking about. People were cheering and celebrating. Who would care about the sinners who were burning in the black factory?

"No one will know the existence of this person anymore." Duan Chengshuai suddenly understood this fact.

He remembered that a long time ago, he and Wu Ye sat in the courtyard of the courtyard and watched the moon. At that time, the autumn wind was cool and the sweet-scented osmanthus wine was sweet, and Wu Ye was not holding a gun in his hand for the first time, but an elegant folding fan.

Fifth Master said: "For a person like me, living in this world is like a wound that won't heal. As long as I'm still around, I can make people hurt. It hurts so much that people hate me to the bone. They think of me every day when they wake up and fall asleep. And as long as I heal, that is, die, no one will feel the pain anymore, and they will naturally forget about me, as if I never appeared."

Duan Chengshuai was only joking at that time.

But he didn't know that fifth master never joked.

After the virtual fire dissipated, Mao Mi was still realistically covered in ashes, and was ridiculed like a little cat when he received the communication.

On the light screen, Huo Jingchu's location was very strange, but Mao Mi couldn't tell where it was, and he didn't say where he was, only that someone came to pick him up, and he had prepared a surprise and was waiting for Mao Mi to receive it.

Seeing Huo Jingchu's mysterious look, Mao Mi just thought it was a little funny, then he heard Long Xiaoxiao say that a car really came outside, and he waited for Mao Mi to get out.

Reluctantly, he had no choice but to quickly change his costume and bid farewell to the director. There was supposed to be a small wrap-up banquet tonight, but depending on the situation, he would not be able to attend.Tao Mingyu was not angry when he heard that he was asking for leave, and winked, as if I understood, which made Mao Mi wonder if he had been exposed.

Sitting in the car alone, Mao Mi asked the driver what was the matter in a low voice, but the driver didn't open his mouth no matter what. In the end, he was forced to have no choice but to say "Mr. Huo asked me to pick you up to celebrate your completion" and sent him away .

Mao Mi could only watch the scenery flying by outside the window helplessly. The car had reached the highest speed and soon left Capital Star.

Gradually, the scenery became unfamiliar, and the increasingly remote direction made Mao Mi restless, for fear that he was abducted to some strange place.

But the worry was only for a moment. After getting off another high-speed road and walking on a small road with no traffic, Mao Mi smelled the familiar smell of sea water. .

In the evening, the beach is covered with the color of sunset glow, and the ocean is surging with golden waves, like a lake held in the palm of God.

The car stopped just in front of the beach, Mao Mi opened the car door, and walked slowly on the soft sand layer. The private sea area in front of him was as beautiful as an illusion, and even the evening breeze carried the aroma of roses. This is expensive and only for one person to enjoy. ocean.

He walked to the edge of the waves, not long after, a huge sailing ship came towards the wind, when it got close, Mao Mi was taken aback, and then he was overwhelmed with surprise.

It's the owl.

The fighting power is turbulent, majestic, and exquisite as an artistic owl sound.

It sailed slowly towards the beach, carrying a boat full of clouds, approaching him with the most familiar appearance, just like coming to greet the long-lost master.

Then it stopped steadily, and the tall man stepped down the stairs and came with a smile. The sunset sprinkled on his shoulders, as if weaving a cloak for him.

"It misses you very much." That's all Huo Jingchu said.

His eyes were deep and his tone of voice was meaningful.

The ship misses you very much, and so do I.

Mao Mi trotted over and touched the hull with trembling hands, the familiar touch made his eyes tingle.

He finally knew whose communication Mu Qi had received on the day of the finale.

"I've been raising it for a while, now you can raise it." Huo Jingchu took his hand.The two boarded the boat together, and the moment Mao Mi boarded the boat, he felt as if he had become the Zhi Xiao who danced with the wind and waves again.

However, in front of Huo Jingchu, he will always be Mao Mi.

Huo Jing walked to the rudder of the ship familiarly, turned it casually, and started the warship skillfully.

Mao Mi also hurriedly stood beside him with shining eyes, admiring her whole body: "You can sail a boat!"

"At your service." The man waved a handsome salute from his forehead with his two fingers together.