I heard that you are handsome, but unfortunately I am blind

In mid-July, it is the rainy season.In the evening, the heat and dryness that had filled the air all day were suddenly blown away by the strong wind, and the sky was gloomy and rainy at night.

Hearing the wind, Lin Xiao walked down from the second floor of the massage shop with the help of the stairs, and took back a few white cloth towels hanging on the clothes hanger outside the door to the shop.

In this weather, there are no customers in the massage parlor. The few people who had made an appointment before may have seen that the weather was not good, so they also called to cancel today's arrangement.

Lin Xiao put the dried white towel into the disinfection cabinet, touched the switch to start the disinfection and sterilization function, pressed it, and turned the timer button to the last gear of "60" minutes, then got up and went back to the computer at the door at the table.

Lin Xiao sat down in front of the computer, stroked and tapped the keyboard fluently, exited the computer sleep mode, and then entered the screen reader software, and skillfully opened the music player software according to the floating prompt of the cursor arrow.

A burst of fast-paced drum prelude sounded, followed by the mixing of guitar chords and bass bass, and then, accompanied by the accompaniment of the keynote of the keyboard, the voice of the lead singer of the band gushed out from the small speaker, with a hoarse and sultry voice that hit the eardrums directly.

CALM, now a popular pop rock band in the music world, a creative group, debuted for four years, became popular for three and a half years, with five members, and since their debut, they have been on a star-studded journey. So far, they have released five albums, all of which have been sold platinum. He has actually become the leading representative of the current Chinese orchestra.

Lin Xiao doesn't chase stars, and the so-called entertainment industry is separated from him, a visually impaired person. Strictly speaking, he is not even a fan.

I paid attention to this band, but because I accidentally heard a song specially written for the visually impaired in CALM's second album, called "Crazy Blind". There are a few lyrics in it, which impressed him deeply——

I know you can't see, you can't speak, so I have to grope

Step by step through the twists and turns of life alone

Roaring and roaring are discarded in the corner of no one

go fuck the world happy enough not to love me

You live every second your heart beats

When Lin Xiao heard this song for the first time, the deepest string in his heart seemed to be plucked severely by someone, and the reverberation trembled, hitting the soul directly.

Different from the pity and tenderness in the songs caring for the disabled that I have heard before, every note in this song seems to call out to him——

You fucking shit, get up for me!

Lin Xiao bent his mouth unconsciously following the rhythm. The band is called CALM, but the music style is too uncalm.

Lin Xiao set a single loop, the wild and wanton music reverberated in the massage parlor, and echoed with the torrential rain outside the door, not to mention, it was quite in tune.

At that time, Master and Teacher's wife came back from the supermarket, and it was raining heavily outside. The old couple only brought an umbrella when they went out.

Lin Xiao heard the "Welcome" doorbell, and immediately got up, touched the computer desk and walked around to the door, took the shopping bag and the teacher's wife's cane from the master, and the master heard the music, and asked with a smile: "Where are you?" Are you listening to music?"

"Well." Lin Xiao responded, "It's raining and there are no customers, so I'm too busy." He helped the old couple, went to the back door connected to the backyard on the first floor of the massage shop, opened the door and entered his own yard, and directly sent the old couple to the back door. The two were sent to the door of the bathroom, and they were told to take a hot shower and change their dry clothes.

Then he took the things he bought back into the kitchen and prepared dinner.

Lin Xiao is a born visually impaired person. When he was only a few months old 19 years ago, he was abandoned at the gate of the City Eye Hospital. By chance, he was discovered by the master and wife who had been queuing up for registration at 05:30 in the morning. The swaddling roll was taken home, and his life was also taken back.

Master and wife are blind and lame, and it stands to reason that picking another child like him to raise is simply "adding insult to injury to a family that is not well-to-do". Opening the corner of the quilt, the child looks snow-white and snow-white, especially the pair of eyes, which are as beautiful as black grapes and flicker at her, just being flickered by him, the teacher holds his hands, and she can't bear to say anything Put it down again.

Lin Xiaochang has been with Master and Mistress for 19 years, and has also been blind for 19 years. Up to now, not only has he learned the good skills of massage and massage from Master, but he is also proficient in daily chores such as cooking, washing, and cleaning the room. He is also calm and gentle , so many years and the old couple depended on each other for life, said to be an adopted son, but in fact they are closer than their own sons.

Lin Xiao pressed the cooking button of the rice cooker, and sighed silently in his heart. The life of the three of them was not easy before. Without a decent storefront, they used the west wing of their home in the backyard as a massage room, but now the massage shop's storefront is , is a self-built building built by Master and Mistress with the savings they have saved for most of their lives in the past few years. It would be nice to change to a bigger store in the city center.

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The sound of the wind is like weeping, and the torrential rain is like pouring.Looking out through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the rehearsal room, the whole world is covered with water, and the city is faintly submerged in the dense and horizontal rain lines, leaving only the outlines of landmark buildings in the distance looming, not very clear.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop!"

As the last CrashCymbal syllable fell, lead singer Qian Song put on a bitter face, clasped his hands together, frowned and begged: "Gentlemen, let's stop here today, sing it again, I'm not as simple as my voice is smoking , the seven orifices are about to smoke, I spare my life, and I will be a father and a father in the next life to repay everyone!"

"Get out!" Guitarist Anda scolded with a smile: "Our old An's family doesn't have such an unworthy descendant like you!" Then he squeezed his hot fingertips, turned around, and looked behind him against the wall.

"Boss, do you want to rest?"

Following this question, the remaining keyboard player Bozai and bass player Jinghan also cast their gazes behind them, and they all fell on the young man sitting behind an electric drum.

The man whom Anda calls "the boss" is Fang Chi, the soul of the popular CALM band, the leader and drummer in the band.

The drumstick twirled around his slender, white fingertips. Fang Chi raised his eyelids when he heard the sound, and glanced at the team members expressionlessly. Under the shadow of the broken hair in front of his forehead, his obviously romantic and sentimental peach eyes were slightly ignorant at this time. Neither tenderness nor laughter.

"Rest?" A moment later, Fang Chi's mouth showed a faint smile, and he uttered a word slowly, with a voice that seemed to be asking, but several team members shuddered in unison.

Fucking captain, please don't laugh at us, you'll lose your life!

Fang Chi twirled two drumsticks with one hand at the same time, looked at them with a half-smile, and spoke clearly: "In the next tour, a total of two new songs will be added, both of which have been sung [-] times before. The first piece, I practiced all afternoon, just now Anda played a wrong middle chord for the last time, Jing Han's chorus was slowed down by half a beat, Bozai has no merit or demerit, but it is clearly two fast songs with cheerful and enthusiastic emotions. It makes you feel the sight of going to the grave, which is also rare—as for our soul lead singer Qian Songsong..."

Fang Chi smiled slightly: "What's the matter, did you fall out of love or sleep in the past two days. The fan was discovered by his girlfriend? With a bitter face, what kind of heartbreaking drama of an idol's fall is going to be staged?"

Qian Song murmured softly, wanting to cry without tears: "Captain, I'm single, and, besides, I don't sleep with fans..."

The rest of the people also looked miserable, they were so trained that they didn't dare to show their anger.

Fang Chi threw the drumsticks, rubbed his shoulders and necks that were so sore that he was about to lose consciousness, and said softly: "In three days, there were two tours in a row, flying from the southernmost to the northernmost, rehearsing at the venue overnight, I know everyone It’s hard work, but since you’re eating this bowl of rice, don’t even think about making money lying around. Fans’ cheers and screams are not for nothing, and a lot of money is not for nothing. Being infinitely magnified by the stage effect, and being caught by the media to make a big fuss, it is not us who are ashamed, but the girls in the support club who plan to support you day and night, and accompany you by waving light sticks in every performance Shouting and screaming fans."

Fang Chi, 23 years old this year, is a creative young musician. When he was 19 years old, he completed his overseas studies ahead of schedule and returned to China. He formed CALM by himself. He is also the band leader and drummer. His importance in the team is self-evident. For them, a word from Fang Chi is more effective than a word of advice from a broker or even a company executive.

Qian Song, who was the first to ask for a rest, had a embarrassed face, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said with a wry smile: "Captain, Brother Chi, the baby is wrong, practice, practice, continue practicing, if you don't sing and hack today, you won't be done!"

The other team members quickly returned to their positions when they heard the words, but Fang Chi stopped for two seconds and said, "Forget it, we're here for today."

"Don't mind me, bro..."

Fang Chixun has always been relaxed, and it is true to educate the team members, and it is not false to feel sorry for these brothers. He adjusted his sitting posture, let his shoulders relax as much as possible, and tried to relieve the increasingly clear pain in his shoulders and neck. , Said softly: "I have worked hard for several days, and there is still some time before the next performance. At this time, adjusting the state is the most important thing. Let's rest."

After speaking, he stood up from the seat, moved his shoulders, and walked around the open space of the rehearsal room.

The team members breathed a sigh of relief when they heard what he said, and Jing Han was the most careful. Seeing him frowning and rubbing his shoulders, he couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter, the old problem happened again?"

Fang Chi's shoulders and cervical spine are considered old diseases. He has been suffering from occupational diseases from playing drums all year round. He didn't want everyone to worry too much, so he shook his head. Before he could speak, the door of the training room was pushed open.

Everyone looked up and saw the band's manager Zhang Yuan walking into the room quickly, smiling like an old landlord who was careless in the old society.

"It's been hard work... Hey, what did you say just now that the old problem has recurred? Qian Song fell asleep?"

"Fucking me..." A cauldron fell from the sky, and the lead singer who was knocked down accurately every time quit: "I'll say it again! I don't sleep fans! No, sleep, fans! No, what the hell did I reveal?" It's a complete show of conscience, why do you all treat me as a beast and scum!"

Zhang Yuan waved his hands to play haha, and comforted him: "Oh, you are the lead singer, the one standing in the center of the stage, the fans naturally get the most attention, it's normal, your assistant reported to me yesterday, saying that I read your private messages on Weibo for an hour There are eight small fans who send you private photos, what is the probability, huh? This is to lure you into the road of idol disqualification every minute! Do you think that everyone usually talks about it to tease you? It's fun, this is the moment to build a strong ideological battle fortress for you!"

The rest of the crowd suddenly laughed without sympathy, Qian Song stretched out his hand, and directly shifted the target of the crowd's ridicule to Fang Chi, who was wandering back and forth with a smile on his lips: "I stand in the center because the team position requires it, so the captain is still at the back of the town." What about the soul person, why don’t you worry about him? His Weibo fan count is no lower than mine! With his face, why don’t you receive inexplicable private messages all day long!”

Fang Chi raised his eyebrows, and glanced at him lightly: "Go play with your microphone stand, female fans are safest with me, I have to fucking be hard on little girls."

Fang Chi's sexuality was not a secret in the team, the other steel straight men laughed terribly when they heard the words, Qian Song wanted to laugh too, he held back his lips and asked, "Female fans are safe, what about male fans? "

Fang Chi turned his stiff neck and replied softly: "Male fan? I'll leave the address, does he dare to come?"

"Puff ha ha ha ha ha ha..." Anda and Bo Zai laughed until they wiped their tears, Jing Han couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh: "Brother Chi, captain, the soul of CALM, I have always wanted to ask you a question in person—just, you How many years of hard work and honing in life did you have to practice this kind of skill that is so calm and swaying without any traces, before it can be cultivated to such a proficient level?"

"Thank you." Fang Chi said calmly, "Innate temperament."

"Hey! If you let the fans know, let them go crazy, the idol group they smashed into the wall, they have this kind of virtue in private, I don't know whether to cry or laugh..." Zhang Yuan sighed, posing He waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's get down to business. Go back to the company's headquarters at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. The preliminary plan for the first half of next year has been made. The high-level call you to go home for dinner and talk about life by the way."

Bo Zai withdrew his smile, and said distressedly: "Hey, it's just July, and even the work schedule for next year has been released. Being an artist is not good at all, it's not free!"

"Freedom is bought with money. I will give you unlimited freedom for 360 five days a year, and let your bank balance be reduced to five figures immediately. Do you want to change it?"

Bozai let out a "huh-huh" and immediately said decisively: "I am so principled and love the stage so much, let alone five figures, I can't agree to six figures!"

"That's it." Zhang Yuan said: "Okay, the restaurant has been booked for you, and the driver is waiting downstairs, let's eat first, and go home to rest after eating, oh yes, Fang Chi and I Walk."

"Huh?" Fang Chi was taken aback: "Going with you? Why?"

"I found a personal paradise for you. It treats all kinds of waist problems. My mother tried it herself. It is said that it is a handicraft handed down from the ancestors. It is very effective. You—"

"I repeat." Fang Chi stood still, with a sullen face, and interrupted him in a cold voice: "I have a bad shoulder and neck, and a problem with my cervical spine. I have no problem with my waist."

Zhang Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't hold back his "puchi" laugh: "No, what kind of strange idol burden are you... All right, your waist is good, your body is healthy and your kidneys are healthy! Then what, I Mom sent me the address, and I'll take you there after dinner."

Fang Chi's worrying shoulder and neck pain has been to many well-known hospitals, and private doctors have seen countless times, but the treatment of this problem is to insist on physical therapy and rest. Uncomfortable problem, besides, he must not have so much private time to rest quietly. He has to be fully armed when going to the hospital, hiding from fans and paparazzi all the way, let alone going to the rehabilitation department of the hospital for a long time.

There are two tours in three days, and now the stubborn illness has recurred, and a few days later there will be more intensive work arrangements...

Turning his sore shoulders, Fang Chi's peach blossom eyes that were supposed to be smiling concealed his affection, but now there was no smile at all. He sighed and reluctantly agreed.