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

Fang Chi was fully dressed, and went downstairs to the hall with Lin Xiao.

It was past twelve o'clock in the morning, and among the shops on the street, only this massage shop was still lit with warm lights.

Fang Chi stood in front of the computer desk, and because of his good mood, he lost his mind for a moment, and said: "This massage shop is still open at this point, passers-by may really think--"

When it came to the second half of the sentence, he realized that it was inappropriate and stopped his voice in time, but Lin Xiao still heard the teasing meaning in the words.

The embarrassment that dissipated not long ago came back again, Lin Xiaoxuan's fingers on the keyboard suddenly stopped, and his face suddenly turned red, "You...you still mention this!"

Fang Chi coughed lowly, and covered it up: "Sorry, I said the wrong thing again, don't mind."

Lin Xiaoxin said that I already minded, after all, he was a teenager at heart, and he couldn't hold back his temper under the embarrassment and choked: "I don't mind, anyway... Anyway, you are the one who undressed, and I didn't suffer, what do I mind!"

This sentence came unexpectedly, Fang Chi was taken aback for a moment, and then he burst into laughter, and said in a soft voice: "Yes, I spent money, I took off my clothes, but I didn't even catch a look, isn't it? I'm at a loss."

In terms of the skill "Shameless", Lin Xiao, a Novice Village player, is too low in rank. How could he be the opponent of Captain Fang of Mensao Minglang? Hearing this, his face was almost bleeding, "I...I... ..." After a long time without choking the words, he gritted his teeth in desperation and said, "I, I can't see!"

"Oh...yes, I can't see it..." Fang Chi raised his eyebrows: "If you can see it, can you take advantage of it?"

"...No, don't take it!" Lin Xiaowan didn't expect a second question, put on the earphones with a blushing face, and quickly entered the membership system, his thin white fingers "cracked" on the keyboard. Cancel the number of massages tonight in the customer's personal center.

As a result, as soon as he took off the headset, Fang Chi said lightly: "If you don't take it...you are really at a disadvantage."

Lin Xiao: "..."

Seriously, you really don't need to gasp and leave me this sentence.

"Two, two big men... I, I can see, how can I take advantage of you..."

Fang Chi was happy, and said to his heart, little master, you are still really innocent.

However, seeing that Master Xiaolin's face was already as gorgeous as a rosy glow, Fang Chi put away his teasing intentions in a timely manner, did not dare to tease him, and changed the subject without a trace: "I am in this situation, and I have to continue to talk about it." How many days is the massage?"

The topic was so prominent that it was back on track, Master Xiao Lin didn’t react for a while, and after a few seconds, he said, “Originally two or three days would be fine, but today your situation is a little more serious, so… about five days, In the next two days, if the situation permits, cupping is better, moxibustion is the worst... it can be more effective."

five days...

Fang Chi couldn't help frowning - he didn't have that much time.

Moreover, I can't say why, at this moment, he felt a bit reluctant to part with this small massage shop, that small massage room.

Maybe it's because it's too quiet.

Captain Fang, who is used to the hustle and bustle of the stage and surrounded by screaming fans, can feel a different kind of unparalleled inner peace here.

This small shop is like an invisible sunny glass room. Although it is dark every time you enter, there is only the residual temperature of the quiet and warm sun here, and you can feel the hard-won soft and quiet taste in the air.

Here, he is not a popular superstar in the entertainment industry, but a peaceful and casual Mr. Zhang who "beats the big drum".

A quiet late night, a quiet room, and this quiet person.

Everything in front of him gave him a long-lost nostalgia.

Thoughts in his mind suddenly moved, but he swallowed the words back.

No, the other party has a special status. If I say it now... it will definitely scare him.

Moreover, some things are not as simple as what he said, he still needs to think about it more calmly, even if he has made up his mind, he still needs a more mature and impeccable operation plan.

"Mr. Zhang?"

The other party remained silent for a long time, and Lin Xiao called out suspiciously.

Fang Chi calmly withdrew his gaze from those Jianshuiqiu pupils, and said softly, "I'm leaving, rest early."

"Okay." Lin Xiao stood up, nodded slightly in the direction of the door, "See you tomorrow."

"Thank you, see you tomorrow."

.........

Early the next morning, Fang Chi drove to the rehearsal room on the southern outskirts of the outer ring by himself.

This place is a one-storey house with a very large surface area. It was rented by Fang Chi himself at the time when the band was first formed. At that time, CALM had not yet debuted. Five passionate young people with the same With no money, no contacts, no resources, I hid in this big house in the suburbs every day, writing songs and practicing songs, and it was a miserable situation.

Fang Chi was only 19 years old at the time and had just returned to China. When I was 17 years old, in order to engage in music, I changed my major and intended college for studying abroad without my family behind my back. It took two years to quickly absorb nutrients at the New England Conservatory of Music. In the end, I thought I would train an excellent international financial planner at the University of Pennsylvania. His parents didn’t know until he returned from his studies ahead of schedule that there was no such thing as a financier. What about professional percussion musicians?

Then he flew into a rage and kicked out of the house.

Captain Fang, who was at the peak of his youth rebellious period, smiled slightly, not afraid at all.

After the band members were in place, they purchased musical instruments and equipment, and finally Fang Chi used his little savings to rent this lair for the players to eat, wear, live and practice together.

The early days of the band's formation - how to say it, let's not talk about it.

When finally waiting for all the hardships and hardships to come, the few people gradually flourished, but all of them had an inseparable feeling for this one-storey house in the suburbs. After all, this was the cornerstone on which the dream took off. Among them, he can’t forget and can’t forget, so Fang Chi simply bought the house from the owner, and after a thorough decoration, it will be used as the permanent base of the CALM band, which can be regarded as a testimony of not forgetting the original intention.

The next tour concert is about to start. It is said that it is to practice the repertoire of the concert, but in fact it is more to restore the feeling of the song. As for the stage performance of the song and the fit of the scene, we have to wait until we arrive in Ninghai City. It takes several rehearsals to feel it.

However, after this day's rehearsal, Fang Chi felt that he was a bit off track.

Of course it couldn't be seen on the surface, Captain Fang was able to beat every drumbeat to the rhythm with his stiff shoulders and neck, but... his mind was a little wandering.

In the evening, after rehearsals are over, the band members relax and sit on the floor for a pre-dinner chat.

Fang Chi rubbed his sore neck, sat beside him with one leg propped up, his brows slightly frowned, and he never participated in their chatting about poverty.

This is very unscientific.

It's not surprising that the captain doesn't chat, but it's kind of weird to hear them talking nonsense and not making fun of them.

The main keyboardist Bo Zai got up, took out a bottle of pure water from the side and handed it to Fang Chi, a little worried: "What's wrong with you? You look so preoccupied, it doesn't fit your chic personality."

Fang Chi smiled, unscrewed the water and took a sip: "It's okay."

"Tut tsk tsk..." Qian Song tilted his head and leaned closer, knowing that everyone knew it, so he smiled tacitly: "Boss, you have been abnormal recently, not once or twice, both It’s my brother, don’t need to hide it, tell me, is this a disturbed conscience after harming some handsome young man?”

Fang Chi pushed Qian Song's head back with the bottom of the pure water bottle, and said softly: "You said you love gossip so much, what kind of band lead singer did you do back then? It's great to be a paparazzi. You can eat with your own skills. If you want to dig anyone's private information, you can just gossip." Who to dig, a high-definition camera and a Wuling Hongguang, squatting overnight at the gate of a high-end residential area where celebrities gather, ushering in professional highlight moments every minute."

Poor Qian Song went online in a second, and immediately said, "I love gossip and everyone more. The band is my home and I can't leave it!"

Then get a beating that the family loves.

Just as they were making noise, Zhang Yuan pushed open the door of the rehearsal room and walked in. He had long been accustomed to the scene of Qian Song being educated by "Warm Iron Fist". ?Tomorrow is the last day of rest, and we will set off the day after tomorrow.”

Everyone expressed that they wanted to find food on their own. After all, eating with the manager was too restrictive, spicy and delicious, and forced to lack a lot of flavor.

"Okay, then..."

"Brother Yuan." Fang Chi suddenly said, "Are you free, let's talk for a while?"

It was rare for Zhang Yuan to see Fang Chi's serious expression, he was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Okay, what are we talking about?"

"You go first." Fang Chi stood up from the ground, stretched his shoulders, and walked to the lounge.

"Fuck..." Qian Song leaned weakly on Anda's shoulder, "The boss made it so formal... Didn't he want to expel me..."

Jing Han said with a smile: "So don't eat dinner for a while, hurry up and buy Wuling Hongguang overnight, there should be time."

Looking at the back of Fang Chi walking into the lounge, Zhang Yuan felt a sense of sadness in his heart, and he muttered as he walked, "No...how do I feel, his posture doesn't look like he's going to expel you, but rather like he's going to get my band manager out of the way." My career ended this evening..."

In the rehearsal lounge.

Zhang Yuan sat on the armchair opposite Fang Chi, stunned for half a minute, and then suddenly started roaring, the scene was really heartbreaking.

"What the hell are you talking about?! The logistics team needs to temporarily add someone? Is he a fucking blind person? Is he still your personal physical therapist?! No... buddy, are you crazy or am I crazy? Even if you are not crazy, follow me If I make such a request, I'm so crazy that I can't agree to it!"

Fang Chi's expression was calm, and he said in a low voice, "Don't yell, talk well, and it's not a big problem to add a staff member temporarily."

"Yes! Don't say adding one, as long as your team leader needs it, adding ten is not a big deal. The key... The key is that we can't find a normal person! Oh, I know that your shoulder and neck problems have been serious these days, But the company has assigned you a private massage therapist. You can take it with you. It is necessary to find one outside temporarily? Not to mention the issue of safety and reliability, just... the blind person alone will not work, when the time comes Is he treating you or assigning a special person to serve him?!"

Fang Chi was hurt by his yelling, and he frowned patiently and said: "No need, he will be with my assistant team, and Xiaoyou will take care of him."

"Xiaoyou..." Zhang Yuan directly made him laugh angrily: "Xiaoyou takes care of him, who takes care of you?"

Fang Chi raised his head and laughed, "My manager."

Zhang Yuan: "..."

Suddenly choked and became angry like a puffer fish.

The author has something to say: there is not much time left for Captain Fang, so - hurry up! ! !

Master Xiaolin: Be obedient and wait for the patron to come.

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