no ambiguity

Possessive desire is a surging tide, one wave is not calmed down, another wave rises again, and it goes back and forth endlessly.After turning on the light, Qinghe's eyes were in a trance, and her vision was almost gone. She was like a rootless duckweed, she could only fluctuate in the rippling summer tide, unable to find her way.

It was a hard night.

The weather in City G is still the same, regardless of what happened last night, the next day is still sunny and bright, with white light lighting up the night and engulfing the entire city.The dawn here is earlier, and the streets are bustling at five or six o'clock. There are all kinds of people, all kinds of cars, steaming steamers, dusty narrow passages, and a winding road. There is no end in sight.

Qinghe was woken up around six o'clock, and when she opened her eyes, the people next to her had already left, and she was the only one left in the room, which was empty everywhere.

Wen Ning walked away in the dark, there was a soft rustle, and as soon as the door was opened and closed, there was no movement in the room, as if nothing had happened.

Late sleep and exhaustion made people uncomfortable, Qing He struggled to move his fingers, couldn't get up for a long time, but retreated into the quilt, wrapping himself in it, avoiding the light leaking in from the window.

She was a little mentally unwell, maybe it was because of her tiredness, or maybe it was because of her psychological effects. In short, she looked very decadent, stuck on the bed for a long time without moving, as if she had lost her life.

The noise outside is incompatible with the dullness in the room, like oil and water, with distinct layers.Qinghe was drowning in the water and couldn't get out, feeling that the air in her lungs was being deprived little by little, and her consciousness was gradually withdrawn. There was a feeling that the world became unreal in the blink of an eye, as if everything was illusory, Can't feel it, can't feel it, and the whole person is outside the boundary.

After groping for about ten minutes, until the oxygen in the quilt was almost exhausted and she couldn't breathe anymore, she pulled off the quilt suddenly, poked her head out from inside, took two deep breaths, and slowly regained her senses.

At this time, the sun hadn't come out yet, and there was a hint of coolness in the air. She sweated finely under the thin quilt, and when she was exposed, she suddenly felt cool, and the coldness permeated into her body against her delicate skin.

Sit up straight, put on a bath towel, and relax for a while, until she was not so slumped, Qinghe slowly started to tidy up.The room was a bit messy, especially on the bed. If it wasn't for the crumpled quilt and things on the floor, she would always have the illusion that nothing happened.Wen Ning left, leaving nothing behind, nothing left.

The morning time passed quickly, and it was noon in a blink of an eye.

Ye Xilin came over once and urged Qinghe to go out. The entanglement last night was the mist in the morning, which would naturally clear up when the sun was high, and the rest of the time was very busy and tiring.

The performance in the afternoon went very smoothly, and the three of them cooperated perfectly. From the appearance to the end, whether it was the ranking, the singing, or the on-site effects, everything was better than expected.

The indoor performance this time was different from the previous ones, the audience was huge, and the fans of the slow train were finally no longer a few scattered ones, but a small group gathered together, dozens of people were seen from afar.These people held light signs and raised the flags of slow trains. Although they were submerged in the crowd, they could still be seen standing on the stage.

The music was too loud, and the scene was so restless that the three people above couldn't hear the shouts at all, and could only see the flag shaking vigorously.Qinghe stood in the middle, raised her hand towards that side, and took the curtain call there.

City G is the turning point of the slow train, and they start here.

Everything after that was not much different from the plan, tiring and dull, everything was as planned, nothing went wrong, smooth enough to be like a smooth line.

Qinghe didn't call Secretary Xu for help, but went to the company to resign and did it herself.Her position is already idle, and it doesn't matter if she loses one person. She has no other work in hand, and there is no need to hand over her resignation. Moreover, someone has already greeted the personnel department, and she doesn't even need to hand in her resignation letter when she returns.

Xu Shi had heard the news a long time ago. Many employees of the magazine knew about her resignation. On the day she returned to the Times Building, Wen Ning was not there, and it was the male assistant and Secretary Xu who came out to see her off.

But the two failed to send her downstairs, and it was over when she was sent to the elevator.Qinghe carried the cardboard box down, she was the only one in the elevator, and there was nothing in the cardboard box, in fact, there was no need to come back, she didn't belong here, the staff of the magazine wouldn't miss her, and she couldn't take her with her What, come and go empty.

Wen Ning has gone abroad, this time to New York, USA, with Lian He Min and a female assistant, the return date of the group is yet to be determined.

Qing He didn't know that these were all from Secretary Xu's mouth.

Uncle Yang was the only one left in Jiang Ting's single-family villa, and the auntie's helper was on vacation, so the house was extremely deserted.Qinghe went back to move the audio equipment, and Uncle Yang kept her for dinner, and then sent her to Xihe Street in the evening.

On the way, Uncle Yang suddenly said: "It's good for young people to go out and venture out. Go south and north, and see more of the different world outside."

Qinghe sat quietly at the back, and after a while, asked softly: "Uncle Yang, how is she?"

Uncle Yang didn't answer directly, but said: "Come back more when you have time, have a meal, or take a rest overnight, it doesn't matter. If you want to come back, call Uncle in advance, and I will pick you up."

Qinghe was speechless for a moment, unable to find words to respond to, her throat seemed to be blocked.

Uncle Yang has been looking at the road ahead, and he will stop when he has something to say.

August in Nancheng is the hottest season of the year, with continuous high temperature and almost no rain. The green plants on the roadside are all sun-dried, the leaves are slightly curled up, and the ground is hot.

The slow train rushed to two performances in a row, and the last stop was City B, going to Jiacheng Company.

Qing He hesitated, but still did not contact Qi Rui'an, and decided to try Jiacheng first.

Signing a band's contract is not a simple decision. The process is still relatively complicated. Negotiating conditions between the two parties is a tug-of-war.The three of them had discussed that they didn't have to hang themselves from a tree, they had to see what benefits the other party could offer.

The Jiacheng Company was on the right track, and the representatives they sent were nice, gentle and talkative, and they discussed the general conditions as soon as they met.What Jiacheng means is that commercial performances and other revenues can be compromised. To a certain extent, it will affirm that the slow train will open up its own way, and will give support such as recording and publicity, but the premise of making profit is that the full contract must be signed. , the band has to listen to the company's arrangement and follow the idol band route.

The so-called 1+n signing model, 1 refers to a one-year running-in period. During this year, the company must comprehensively consider the strength of the band, and the band can also choose the company in reverse. . N years, usually five years.That is to say, if all goes well, it will add up to six years.

As for the covenant, it is actually a series of implicit conditions, including copyright ownership and other issues.

These terms are rather domineering, clearly squeezing the musicians, but all relying on the peers, Jiacheng's share is still much better than that of Neon, and it can be regarded as a conscientious party.

Qinghe is the one who calls the shots in the band. At the negotiating table, she didn't immediately make a decision, but euphemistically mentioned that she could operate independently.

There is a big difference between operating a band independently and signing a full contract. The former is just cooperation in commercial performances and other aspects, and the band itself holds the initiative.

A few years ago, Qinghe resolutely refused to sign a contract with Nihong. In the final analysis, she did not want to sign the full contract and did not want to lose even the most basic right to choose. This time she still has this idea, worrying that Jiacheng will be too commercialized.

Her worries are not unreasonable. In recent years, there have been many such examples. The public loves pop. In order to cater to the market, record companies often let the band abandon the original style, break away from rock, and flatter the audience. A few chords in one song , coupled with vulgar lyrics and melodies produced by the assembly line, the style of the music has changed from concise to simple, and the so-called "spiritual soul" of the public is comforted with increasingly mouth-watering songs.

The 90s was the golden age of Chinese rock and roll. Many outstanding rock bands were discovered in the [-]s, but unfortunately, none of them could go far on the road of rock and roll. They either disbanded or changed their ways to become popular. There was no other choice. .

The representative sent by Jiacheng Company is a music manager. The other party has been immersed in the music market for many years, so he can't be sure about Qinghe's thinking, and he can understand it immediately.But this person didn't immediately veto it, nor did he agree. Instead, he said kindly: "I understand your concerns. As for me, I also came out of a band before. I have experienced so much, and I can understand it anyway. You think about it again, don't rush, take your time."

The implication is that there is no concession and no negotiation.

It is impossible for Jiacheng to compromise for a band that has only been established for a few years, not to mention that the current height of Slow Train is far inferior to other cutting-edge bands in the circle. If Qinghe is the lead singer of Xichao, today's interview would not be possible. have.The more established the record company is, the more it has its own set of fixed operating models, and it is always profitable. This is the truth that will never change.

Capital is not doing charity, double the capital, gain ten times and a hundred times, this is its true face.Love and dreams can't be eaten. If Jiacheng didn't sign the full contract, why would Jiacheng go to such great lengths to support other bands?To put it bluntly, the reputation of the slow train is too small, and there is no capital to operate independently.It operates independently, how much can Jiacheng earn?This deal is destined to not make much money.

Some principles are simple and easy to understand, Qing He has long understood, but still wants to try.She could listen to the manager's words, and it wouldn't matter if she was rejected politely, the two sides were still amiable.

The trip to City B could not be directly finalized, and the three had to continue to discuss. Jiacheng Company was full of sincerity and said that they would contact them again when they had made up their minds, and they could sign a contract directly next time.

The slow train had other arrangements. When they returned to Nancheng, they followed other bands to the surrounding universities for two free performances, which was an opportunity to promote.

Qinghe was hesitant to sign the contract and was still undecided.Qi Er and Ye Xilin didn't have as many worries as her. After all, Jiacheng's conditions were already very good, and they didn't understand what she was struggling with.

Originally, among the three of them, if they signed a contract with Jiacheng, Qi Er should be the most worried. He is married and has a daughter, and there are four elders above him.But even so, Qi Er and even Qi Er's wife felt that they should sign the contract, much more decisively than Qing He.

Ye Xilin asked bluntly, "Can't bear to leave?"

Qing He was startled, and denied: "No."

"Then why didn't you sign?"

"Don't rush, wait and see."

Qi Er was not there, there were no other customers in the store, and they were the only ones in the old house, so some things could be said in the open.Ye Xilin looked straight at Qinghe, as if he had read her mind, and said directly: "You've been weird recently, since the game in G city has been out of order."

Qinghe didn't want to talk about this, so he tidied up the discs on the shelf, and asked softly: "If I leave, what should I do with these discs and tapes in the store?"

Knowing that this was a deliberate change of subject, Ye Xilin replied: "I don't have many things. I can send them to City B and sell them online at that time."

There is a window on the video account of the slow train, and there is also a corresponding store link on Weibo, and the sales are no problem.Furthermore, Ye Xilin didn't have to rely on this to make money.

Qinghe knew about Ye Xilin's situation.

She moved all the discs to the table, wiped the dust, cleaned up everywhere, pretended that her hands were busy, and abruptly ended the question just now.

Ye Xilin stood on the side without saying a word, watching her busy, arranging discs for a while, wiping things for a while, and after a long time, she still stepped forward to help.

"Signing a contract is just one of the ways. If you really don't want to sign, the band can do it on their own. You don't have to choose it. If you don't like it, we will choose another one. It's just a little more thought." Ye Xilin said, his tone is artificial easy.

Qing He paused for a moment and remained silent.

Signing a contract is not just a way, but a shortcut.

They are all too stubborn people, and they will not look back until they hit the south wall, so the slow train has not been tepid so far, so Jiang Zi quit.Now that I went back to the trust relationship to find Jiacheng's internal employees, and even made a special trip to City B, didn't I just choose to turn around?

Obviously it was decided early in the morning, but when it really came to that step, Qinghe was hesitant, swaying from side to side.

Ye Xilin added: "I will reply to Jiacheng tomorrow night at the latest. You can sign it or not, it doesn't matter."

Qing He hummed: "Think about it tonight, and I'll give you an answer tomorrow morning."

She was a little upset, after a while, she suddenly put down her things, turned around and walked upstairs.

The mobile phone is in the upstairs room, if it is not for something, Qinghe has never touched it for the rest of the time.Entering the room, she found the phone and flipped through it, and fell into the bed thinking.

It has been almost half a month since she left Jiang Ting, and she and Wen Ning haven't seen each other again, as if they were completely broken.

Maybe he was angry, or maybe he was just like that.

Should be angry.Last night, this man pressed her down, but he still held back and asked: "Do you have to go?"

Qinghe didn't respond, unable to give a clear answer.In the depths of love, she sobbed softly, and Wen Ning did not let her go.

Wen Ning had stayed with her twice, once before getting married, and once last time.

Some things have changed, but Qinghe can't tell, let alone touch.

She raised her arm to block her sight, and felt a little sad for no reason, as if something had gotten out of control, which was completely opposite to what she had expected.

She has never faced this relationship squarely, and she has never put a certain person in her heart. At first, she just muddled through, and wherever she went, it counted. When the other party mentioned marriage, she agreed without thinking about it. There was no wedding, no banquet, They didn't even have a ring, and the two of them had just finished tossing on the bed, and they didn't even need to be careful. Once they entered and exited the Civil Affairs Bureau, they got two red books.

Marriage is too casual, so it is not taken seriously enough, so that many details are ignored.

There was a heavy stone in Qinghe's heart, and she was almost out of breath. It was clear that she decided to go to another place to develop, but when everything was ready, she hesitated and questioned herself.

Reason and emotion are always in conflict, and it is difficult to find a neutral boundary.

She lay upright, hesitantly flipping through the emails she had sent to Jiacheng, as well as the things she and Ye Xilin had painstakingly made, the songs they recorded overnight, the programs they worked hard on, and a lot of results.

The band is a group of three people, she is not the only one, Ye Xilin and Qi Er actually want to sign a contract...

Qinghe sat up, wandered blankly for a while, but finally turned to one side.

At this moment, the screen of the phone suddenly changed, and a call came in.

The caller ID is a string of numbers, an unfamiliar call.

Pick it up, someone I know over there, Qi Rui'an called him himself.

Hearing the other party's voice and the following words, Qing He froze.