Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

"Are you sure you only need these few words?"

The reporter took the typesetting draft of the public information, and regretted: "Write more personal introductions, there are still many blank spaces that have not been used."

In the middle of the public information, circle a photo frame with a pen, and keep the photo that Fang Qianwu just took.Four of his sketches are attached to the four corners.

On the upper right, a neat short-haired beauty with gentle and affectionate brows, and a little bit of mystery in her eyes.

On the lower right, the boy wearing a peaked cap and dodging his eyes, his depressed and melancholy appearance intertwined with the blush on his cheeks.

On the lower left, a gentle and ruthless man, smiling, stretched out his index finger and gently pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

upper left.

An officer in military uniform sitting on a single sofa, with white poplin gloves on his hands.His face was grim, his right hand was stroking the cold gun barrel, and his left was around a person's waist.

The man smiled drunkenly, with red lips dripping, sitting on the armrest, with his slender hands clasping the officer's shoulders, arrogant and coquettish.

"Then add a few words." Qianwu looked at it for a while and then pointed clockwise from the upper right, "This one, Qu Ying who loves to cook, Peng Peng who is unhappy, Zhong Liye, a ghost doctor with a human face, and this— —”

Qian Wu's voice paused, and said: "Jiang Chen, with his rose."

"Uh." The reporter licked his lips and pointed to the blank frame in the middle of the picture, "I mean your own personal introduction. Aren't these four pictures a talent show? Don't overwhelm the host, you can't just put a picture of yourself Here, don’t you write a single word?”

Qianwu tilted his head to look at the blank space, and thought about it seriously.

"Write." He thought for a while, then tapped his finger lightly on the paper, "Then write——Qianwu, a painter."

reporter:"……"

"Thank you." Qianwu smiled politely at him, turned around and opened the door.

The third one was one of the twins, who smiled politely at him the moment they passed him, but didn't mean to say hello.

Qian Wu took two steps outside, then suddenly stopped, raised his eyebrows and looked not far away after a while.

Jiang Yangyang leaned against the wall, winking like silk, "Young Master Jiang, I actually ran into you here again. I really don't know whether to say I am pleasantly surprised or feel sorry for you."

Jiang Chen's poker face was as if he had never expressed any expression in his life. He stared ahead and said after a while, "Who are you?"

Jiang Yangyang: "..."

Qian Wu lowered his eyes and smiled, and walked towards them.

As soon as he entered the range of Jiang Chen's peripheral vision, Jiang Chen walked over and asked, "How is it?"

"It's nothing weird, it's similar to magazine interviews in the real world, and the method is a little old." Qianwu said casually and bumped Jiang Chen's arm with his elbow, "Introduction, who is this?"

Jiang Yangyang smiled and said, "Teacher Qianwu, I'm Jiang Yangyang, a singer. It turns out that you and Young Marshal Jiang also know each other. Well, it's really a pleasure to meet you two in this kind of place."

Qian Wu glanced at her and said lightly: "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"..."

Jiang Yangyang covered up his embarrassment with a more cordial and charming smile, and said, "That's right, what's wrong with a lucky meeting, where we met is not fate. I like your paintings the most outside, and your use of color is really unique."

"Oh?" Qianwu finally became interested after hearing the words, "Which one?"

Jiang Yangyang smiled and said, "It's your latest picture, Ragnarok!"

The expression that just appeared on Qianwu's face disappeared again, as if it had never appeared before.

"I'm going to find something to eat." He turned his head indifferently, facing Jiang Chen with a smile on his face, and asked, "Are you coming?"

"Come on." Jiang Chen said, "I just asked the little girl to take me around, and I'll take you to the restaurant."

Qian Wu turned around in silence and walked in another direction, Jiang Chen followed him behind him, the clothes made a slight rustling sound when they rubbed against each other, and someone's uncontrollable chuckle sounded very uncomfortable.

"It's almost done." Qian Wu said coldly: "Is it very happy to laugh at the pain of a depressed patient?"

"Stop coming." Jiang Chen said with a smile, "Good morning, don't always give yourself weird psychological hints."

Qian Wu subconsciously wanted to refute, but opened his mouth, but suddenly felt that it seemed to be the case.

Jiang Chen turned his head to look over, he could only say "Oh".

"Wait until we go out." Jiang Chen smiled and looked forward, his tone softened unconsciously, "Is there anything you want to draw?"

Qianwu was silent for a long time before nodding, "Yes."

In fact, there are quite a few. He wanted to paint the sea of ​​nerves, Tang Jianzhu whose face was half-eroded by candle tears, the looming strong figure in the flames, and Purgatory Wu, whose neck was strangled by his brother with chains.

My hands are already itchy, and I just drew a few small illustrations randomly, and I feel very enjoyable.

Could it be dinner time, the cook is not around, but there are various snacks on the table in the restaurant.They are all very ancient things, white sugar cakes, hawthorn cakes, and small crisp balls.After looking around, Qianwu felt very satisfied, made some snacks and started eating.

Jiang Chen looked at him with a smile, "Is there a song called Jiuhuiyan in the record in your room?"

"No." Qianwu puffed his cheeks, chewed and swallowed, and said: "There is something wrong with this song. I asked the little girl today, but she hesitated and refused to say."

"But whether it's the mission description or Faye, they are emphasizing to us that the performance of Jiuhuiyan is complete, otherwise it may even restart the draft cycle and wait for the next opportunity to appear on stage." Jiang Shen said.

Qian Wu nodded, "He even said that it doesn't matter if you sing well or not, the important thing is to sing completely."

Jiang Chen watched him eat one piece of snack after another, "Since it doesn't matter if you sing well or not, we don't need to know the tune of Jiuhuiyan, we just need to be familiar with its lyrics."

"I think so too." Qianwu sat on the table shaking his legs slightly, chewing and thinking, "Two things, first think about how to kill Faye, and then find a way to get the lyrics of Jiuhuiyan .”

Jiang Chen couldn't help laughing, "Are you afraid to touch the NPC as agreed?"

"Of course you can't touch him." Qianwu said with a calm expression, "The mission description says that you can't shoot him, and it didn't say that you can't kill with a knife."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned his head and took a deep look at Qian Wu.

Qian Wu's eyes were very innocent, "What's wrong?"

"You're really bad." Jiang Chen couldn't help being speechless, "But I'm not sure if this will work, I always step on the edge of the rules of the nerves to test, and there is no guarantee that something will happen."

"Nothing will happen. Don't forget that the host of your nerves is you. Young Marshal Jiang should not be willing to kill his former love." Qianwu smiled.

Jiang Chen froze, but Qian Wu smiled and took out a piece of kraft paper and quickly wrapped a pack of snacks in his arms, and said: "Go outside the interview room and wait to call you, I will go to the Qujing Grand Stage to search Search for clues."

Jiang Chen shouted behind him: "Be careful, don't take things randomly."

"I know." Qianwu waved his back to him.

The yard was empty, and the sun was shining now, and the coachmen didn't work anymore, and the rickshaws were all parked in the yard.

Qian Wu was about to go out from the door when he suddenly remembered something, took out the small ice bag from his lucky bag, and tied it on his forehead.

The feeling of coolness dispelled the heat. He walked into the sun and found that this thing was more effective than usual when it came in handy. The coolness spread along his forehead, and his whole body felt cool, as if the sun could not reach him at all.

He walked out of the courtyard with a smile in a good mood, and went around to the front door of the big stage.

There were people coming and going on the street, he turned around the cosmetic shop at the entrance of the alley, two girls came out, one asked loudly, "Are you a candidate who just came to Qujing, I saw you on the street this morning!"

"It's me." Qianwu smiled and looked back at her.

The two little girls grabbed each other's sleeves subconsciously, and the other said, "Are you wearing something to enjoy the cool? You are so cute!!"

"Thank you." Qianwu showed a smile towards the media business, and said softly: "My name is Qianwu, please vote for me."

"Sure!!" the little girl shouted cheerfully behind him.

Qian Wu cutely stepped into the door of the big stage, and the next second, the smile of business disappeared.

He glanced at the empty surroundings boredly, reached out to remove the small ice bag, and treasured it back into the lucky bag.

Qujing is a place where all the people go crazy for stars.This big stage of Qujing is said to be the root of Qujing, carrying all the happiness and hope of life.

However, there was no one here at all. Looking in from the open door, the wide stage was empty and desolate, and the densely packed benches under the stage were also empty.Qian Wu walked to the stage near the circle, looked up and looked around, from the second floor to the surrounding private rooms and seats until the top floor.This stage can accommodate at least 5000 people, which is even small in the real world, but in this era, it is amazing.

It's not hard to imagine how glorious it would be if there were superstars who were all looking forward to singing on the stage, facing the cheers from all directions in front of them and above their heads.

Qian Wu stood in the center of the empty stage, for some reason, suddenly felt a little lonely.He walked back and forth a few times, stepping on the wooden stage, making more hollow sounds.

"Hey!" An old man suddenly came in from the outside and shouted, "It's closed now, who are you? What are you doing here!"

"I'm a candidate for a new star, and my name is Qianwu." Qianwu said, "Didn't you say that No. [-] is going to sing on stage? I'll get familiar with the stage first."

"..." The old man paused, "You're so confident."

Qian Wu smiled, "This stage is so good, isn't it usually open?"

"It's not until the [-]th, isn't it evil these few years? Qujing only holds such a show on September [-]th every year." The old man sighed: "But it's almost too soon, everyone counts their fingers and toes, It’s finally September. You candidates are here too, I hope we can hear Jiuhuiyan in September this year. Let’s bring happiness back to Qujing.”

"What the hell is Jiuhuiyan?" Qianwu immediately asked, "Why can't I find its record or lyrics?"

The old man was stunned when he heard the words, and after a long time, he said in a low voice: "Of course I can't find it. No one has heard of Jiuhuiyan. That is already an inextricable knot in Qujing people's hearts."

The old guard, like the little girl, refused to talk about the topic of Jiuhuiyan, as if he had touched some taboo.Qianwu walked through the front and back of the Qujing Grand Stage, but found nothing strange.

Before he left, he saw the old guard sitting on the threshold in a daze, and asked, "What did you mean when you said that happiness should return to Qujing?"

The old man looked at the people coming and going on the street, and murmured: "The people of Qujing are living in pain. It is probably because the song "Nine Huiyan" did not make a sound in Qujing. If they could hear that song, the people of Qujing would probably die will be forgiven, and the joy will return.”

"Forgive?" Qianwu raised his eyebrows, "Did you do anything wrong?"

The old man was speechless.Qianwu stood and looked at him for a while, then suddenly asked, "Is Ah Jiu related to Jiu Huiyan?"

"I don't know." The old man said in a blunt tone, "New candidates must find ways to get more support, and don't always ask questions that have nothing to do with you!"

"Okay." Qian Wu said: "Then don't forget to vote for me, my name is Jiang Chen."

The old man: "...Didn't you just say that your name is Qianwu?"

Qian Wuli said confidently: "It suddenly occurred to me that I had already solicited votes for myself, and this vote was for my ex-boyfriend."

Old man: "..."

Qianwu put on the small ice pack again, and walked the two streets nearby.

There are a total of 64 shops in the two streets including small stalls, six of which are record stores.People in Qujing would probably die if they didn’t listen to the music. Even if they pass by a teahouse, there must be a phonograph at the door, the turntable is spinning, and the stylus draws moving songs.

Qianwu listened to many families, and gradually became numb. Those songs all came from one voice—Ajiu.

"Public information!!!" A clear and clear youthful voice yelled through the entire street, "The new star is in place! The new star is in place!! The first-hand fresh and hot public information! Two hundred employees of the newspaper are rushing to work Don’t miss it when you pass by! Who should you vote for tonight? Public information will give you the answer!!”

Before Qian Wu had time to move, the men, women and children in the teahouse rushed out from the teahouse behind him, almost knocking him over.

"Give me one!"

"Let me see, let me see!"

"Ah! It's finally out! I'm waiting to die!"

"..."

Qianwu stood outside the circle of people with a cold face, watching them hungry tigers pounce on food.

"Ah! So handsome!"

"This is good, this is good! Look at this, this is a diva!"

"We finally got the diva!

"

"Wow, there is a painter here, and the comic books he draws are not bad!"

"The person who draws the picture looks really good!"

Qian Wu stood outside the circle of people, really wanting to see who said his illustrations looked like a comic book, but he couldn't see anyone's face at all.

He stood where he was, and finally waited until the whole street had finished grabbing the public documents before going up to get the last few copies.

The nine pieces of public information were arranged in the order of drawing lots, with Zhong Liye at the top and Qianwu at the bottom.The photo taken in the interview room is a half-body profile. The artist in the photo nods his head and looks at the camera. His black pupils are clear and peaceful, like a child innocent.But in the portrait in the upper left corner, he is unscrupulously flirtatious, aggressive with sex, and arrogantly hugging the officer on the sofa.

Qianwu calmly turned over his page, and looked backwards one by one.

The two photos of the twin brothers are almost identical. Although the typesetting and camera angles are deliberately staggered, it is still impossible to tell who is who after turning two pages.Scrolling down, Jiang Yangyang's poster most resembles a real artist.

——In the photo, she is extremely beautiful, looking at the camera with a variety of charming eyes, the big characters are "Jiang Yangyang, the singer of the city", and the small characters are densely recorded with her preferences and the lyrics she wrote.

In the crowd just now, it seemed that someone also said in surprise that she was a diva.

Qianwu was thoughtful.

"Qianwu."

Jiang Chen's figure appeared at the other end of the long street, walking towards him quickly.

Qianwu sorted out the public information in his hand, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I call you back for dinner." Jiang Chen walked in front of him, "The newspaper office is very efficient, and the public information has been spread all over the place. Lord Fa said that before the voting results are announced, everyone will have a meal together tonight."

"Then we can't get together anymore, right?" Qianwu sneered, turned around and walked back with him, "Did you find anything?"

Jiang Chen said: "Ah Jiu should have something to do with Jiu Huiyan. I tested a few servants, but they refused to say anything further."

Qian Wu nodded, "Ah Jiu's records are playing all over the streets and alleys of Qujing, but they don't mention this person, and they don't print her picture on the record box. It's so strange."

"Fa Ye has a study." Jiang Chen said, "It's on the top floor. When I passed by there, the little girl told me not to enter without permission. Fa Ye is Qu Jing's biggest star businessman, and his study has information about Qu Jing's past superstars. , that is Qu Jing's treasure, it cannot be soiled or lost."

Qianwu laughed when he heard this, "Is that so, I like sneaking around other people's study rooms in the middle of the night the most."

Jiang Chen glanced at him silently, Qian Wu raised his eyebrows, "Do you miss your childhood, do you want to be together at night?"

"Of course." Jiang Chen nodded, "If I didn't let you out, you would definitely be caught."

A huge ballot box had already been set up at the gate of the Qujing Grand Stage, and countless people lined up to vote.Qianwu and Jiang Chen walked around to the back door to enter, Jiang Chen asked: "Who do you think will be tonight?"

"The man who taught temperament, and the twins are all possible." Qianwu said.

Jiang Chen was a little surprised, "Twins?"

Qian Wu nodded, "The coachman is right, twins have their own aura. But they are so similar that there is no difference in temperament. It would be really scary if they were twins like Lian Ji Zi and Lian Ji Wu."

Jiang Chen nodded in agreement.When they came to the restaurant in the afternoon, the players had already sat down on both sides of the long table, and Master Fa had just walked to the top seat and sat down.

"Please take a seat, both of you, and let's toast together." Master Fa said, raising his glass. "Today is the first and last meal that everyone gathers together. Here, I wish you all a bright future and a reunion." Zhenqujing!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp, but the other players just took two sips perfunctorily.

Qianwu's eyes swept across the faces of the players, no one could be completely calm, and everyone looked back again and again awkwardly.

Even if there is a wall behind and the outside scene cannot be seen, the ballot box still affects everyone's nerves.

"Let's have a meal." Master Fa stretched out his hand to give way to the dishes on the table, "Tomorrow we will arrange for you to take a rickshaw to visit Qujing, the main purpose is to let everyone have a glimpse of the demeanor of the real people after the information is released, and please recharge your batteries .”

The players picked up their chopsticks in silence. The dishes were exquisite, but no one cared to taste them.

When the host who accepted the nerve was Jiang Chen, all the details seemed reasonable.The one in front of Qianwu happened to be a goose in sweet sauce, which was his favorite dish in the Jiang family in the past. Mrs. Jiang learned from the orderly and made it for him.

He picked up the chopsticks, Jiang Chen had already picked up the two most tender and tender pieces for him and put them on the plate, his movements were extremely natural.

"How?" Jiang Chen asked.

After tasting it, Qianwu nodded and said: "It is indeed that taste."

"Then eat more." Jiang Chen said and picked up some food for him.

Master Fa suddenly looked at them, "Qianwu, Jiang Chen, what's the situation with you two?"

"What's the situation?" Qianwu asked calmly.

Master Fa took the public information from the girl behind him, put it on the table, pointed to the painting on the upper left corner and said, "This portrait is very ambiguous, what are you implying?"

"It's an explicit statement." Qianwu's expression remained indifferent, "I want to make the two of us a bonded image of a general and a lover. There should be many young girls in Qujing. This is how I canvass votes."

The expressions of the players were different. The three of Zhong Liye stared down at the rice in the bowl, while the others looked dazed.

Jiang Yangyang's expression was very complicated. She looked at the public information of Qianwu holding Jiang Chen's frail and boneless posture, and at the scene of the two sitting together eating, she hesitated to speak.

"Well, I haven't thought of this kind of thinking. It's okay to try." Fa Ye nodded thoughtfully, "I never thought that there are such smart people among you."

After he finished speaking, a servant suddenly knocked on the door and came in, whispered something in his ear, and handed him a note.

As if by induction, all the players put down their chopsticks with serious expressions.

"Everyone, the results of the first night are in my hands." Master Fa said as he unfolded the note, his eyes swept over the top, as if there was no surprise, but he raised his eyebrows all the way to the bottom.

"It's a bit of a surprise," he said. "I'll announce it in order."

No one answered, Qian Wu put down the tableware and sat on the back of the chair, Jiang Chen patted his leg lightly.

Not far away, Zhong Liye handed a wrist to Peng Peng and asked Peng Peng to hold it tightly, while Qu Ying bit her lower lip lightly.

"Today's No. 1 is Jiang Yangyang, who has won the support of nearly [-]% of the whole town." Fa Ye said.

Jiang Yangyang was obviously taken aback, but then she smiled and nodded in thanks, letting out a light breath.

The faces of the other players were a little ugly, and Master Fa said, "The second is Qianwu, and the third is Jiang Chen. It seems that Qianwu's so-called bundling strategy is very effective, and your votes are very close. The three of you add up, about [-]% tickets."

Qianwu looked calm and didn't speak, Master Fa continued to read, "Qu Ying, Peng Peng, Zhong Liye, there are four to six of them."

The faces of the remaining players became increasingly ugly. The smiles on the faces of the twin brothers disappeared. They stared stiffly at the dinner plate in front of them, and one of their lips trembled slightly.

The third from last, Master Fa said "Shan Yehua".

The one on the left breathed a sigh of relief, and then firmly grasped the shoulder of the one on the right.

There are still two people who haven't read it, one is the professor with a gentle temperament, and the other is the remaining twins.

The professor's face was as white as paper, and he was probably ready to be torn from his life-and-death contract.He stared tremblingly at the plate in front of him, waiting for the last name.

"Last person on the survival list."

Master Fa suddenly withdrew his kind smile, put the paper on the table, and looked at the remaining twin.

"Shen Yingjie."

The professor raised his head abruptly, and stared at Master Fa with relief and disbelief, but Master Fa did not look at him, but only stared at the panicked twins.

"I never expected that the popularity would be reversed in just one day." He shook his head with some regret, and took out the stack of life and death deeds from his arms.

"The one who read the name was my younger brother Shan Yehua, but the one who didn't read it was—" He flipped the pages backwards quickly, suddenly paused with his fingertips, and pulled out one.

"Today I'm going to tear up brother Shan Yeting, right?"

The author has something to say: The little nerve smashed the floor madly.

Love is forbidden in the nerves!No flirting!Binding of CP is prohibited!

Not even players favored by nerves!