no ambiguity

The morning of the sixth day of the Lunar New Year was a day of dense fog, and the freezing cold hit people wrapped in frost, so cold that people dared not get out of bed.

I slept late yesterday, but today I have to get up early and go back to the company to rehearse.After all, I still have a performance contract of 28 yuan, and I will be on stage at the earliest on the [-]th, so I can't delay the training for a moment.

Qinghe was tired and drowsy, the alarm clock rang twice before she forced herself to cheer up, stretched her hands out of the quilt and groped, dragged the underwear that was placed beside the bed into the quilt and covered it, ready to warm up before wearing it.

The genius outside the window was dimly lit, and the white mist was so misty that it even covered the opposite building, leaving nothing but a vast expanse of space.

Wen Ning only left in the afternoon, so he didn't have to get up early, but he also woke up at this time.She pressed over and shrank into the quilt, trying to help Qing He put on his pants.

Qing He was afraid of the cold, half-closed his eyes, and muttered in a daze: "It's cold, don't move, lie down..."

"Just let it go, and lie down after putting it on." Wen Ning said softly, pulled her ankle, put on her pants, and supported her buttocks.

She reluctantly cooperated, but she was quite good at enjoying other people's service, her whole body was limp as if she had no bones, and she didn't even bother to lift her legs.

After putting on the pants, Wen Ning was still under the quilt.

Feeling that this person was lying on his chest, Qing He stuffed the sweater into the opponent's hand, meaning to continue to help.However, Wen Ning didn't answer, but grabbed her hand and pushed up her bottoming vest.

Qing He hurriedly put her other hand in the middle, but it was still a step too late, not as quick as Wen Ning.

Wen Ning's body is warmer than hers, with a slender and soft body but not too thin, with curvy lines and delicate skin, which is usually well maintained and smooth to the touch.Qinghe was annoyed, but she wasn't really angry, so she pinched her hard, but it didn't help, Wen Ning didn't seem to feel any pain.

Qinghe didn't dare to move, couldn't stand the cold, so she could only say: "I'm going to be late, get up and leave."

The other party was indifferent.

A slight redness climbed onto Qing He's face, her cheeks were hot, as if they had been smoked by a bonfire.

The fog in the morning will not dissipate for a while, the view outside the window is limited, and you can only hear the sound from other places, the car is driving, people are talking, the shutter door is opened...

Wen Ning's lips were moist and red, and he lowered his lips to kiss Qing He's side face.

The early morning chill condensed and permeated everywhere.

Half an hour later, Qinghe left the rental house first, and left after having a full breakfast.Go out, take a taxi quickly, and rush to the company.

The southern city shrouded in mist is humid, as usual.

Flying Culture Company is still so far away from Xihe Street, so I went out late, and the car was just in time for the peak traffic jam, so I was delayed a lot on the road, and it was already past nine o'clock when I arrived at the company.

Although the band's training is not a work-style clock-in system, and the time is not fixed, Ye Xilin and the others have come early, even Brother Yu is there, and everyone is waiting for her.Qinghe apologized, a little embarrassed.Brother Yu didn't say anything, thinking that she was late because of what happened last night, and asked her to rest for a while before starting.

As soon as he put down his things in the training room, Qi Er threw a bottle of warmed water to her and asked in a low voice, "Are you all right?"

Qing He rubbed his cold hands, took out the bass and prepared to change the strings, and replied: "It's okay."

Qi Er said: "Those companies on the Internet will solve the problem, so don't look at it recently, it's just time to quit the Internet training."

Qinghe replied: "I know, don't worry."

The follow-up matters last night are being dealt with by Flight Culture, and the public relations department and the legal department are in the process of negotiating related work.

The company really wanted to take advantage of the heat this time, and wanted to take the opportunity to build momentum, and planned to push the band's reputation further, but was stopped by Brother Yu, and they were not allowed to mess around. They were worried that excessive counterattack would cause the opposite result. , making the public mistakenly think that the whole process of last night was just a complete marketing. It was the means of flying culture to promote the slow train, sacrifice the opponent to achieve itself, and suppress it first and then promote it.Sometimes retreating is the best solution, and right and wrong are left to the netizens to argue for themselves.

As for those malicious attacks and rumors that have caused a certain influence and dissemination power, the legal department is already dealing with them, and they must be sued, and they will not send a lawyer's letter to finish.

Some people dare to be lawless relying on a network cable, thinking that the network is a place where they can do whatever they want, and now no one can escape.Qi Rui'an personally gave the order, regardless of the cost, to beat the dog in the water, and sue one of them, but he must sue these turtle grandchildren for crying father and mother.

Of course, more of this is to win the reputation of the company and to rectify the brand name, not just to support their own musicians.

Rumor attack is a very bad method. Rumor makers jump up and down, and false rumors are flying all over the sky, causing irreparable damage.Even if things can be reversed, after the carnival, how can the speed of dispelling rumors exceed the speed of spreading rumors?

Among the incidents last night, Qinghe was the one most slandered by rumors and slanders. In order to gain attention and attract traffic, some marketing accounts did not hesitate to use various insulting words to describe the incident.Some people picked up on her real life, saying that she wears a famous brand and was adopted. The so-called reversal is only supported by the benefactor behind her. They also conspired to say that the hot search at nine o'clock was also bought by the benefactor for the purpose of trampling the empty voice to death. The superior, the first blood revenge.

The extreme remarks on the Internet can no longer be viewed with normal people's thinking. species of people.

Today's Internet market is sinking, good and evil are mixed, and the overall environment tends to develop viciously. Due to their own experience and the influence of the surrounding world, some people's vision and cognition are not broad enough, and they often like to use shallow and ignorant arguments when dealing with disputes. Self-worth to flaunt others.

For example, those netizens who attacked Qing He for wearing something wrong, all their knowledge came from a corner of the Internet, and they had never even experienced a performance in person, so it was unreasonable to reason with them.Under normal circumstances, a concert takes one or two hours, and a singer/band performing at a music festival takes half an hour. Even in a small livehouse, the band's performance basically ranges from four to 10 minutes to an hour. , and most concerts and music festivals are held in summer, is it reasonable for musicians to wrap themselves tightly before performing on stage?Not only is it unreasonable, it's simply a disease of the brain. Putting on the stage and jumping around for a few 10 minutes, I didn't die of exhaustion before I died of heat.

Moreover, the stage performances in China are quite reserved, while those abroad, including Japan and South Korea next door, who performed on stage were excited, got up, and were so tired and sweaty that they felt that wearing clothes would affect their performance, and there were not a few people who took off their pants on the spot.

Besides, Qing He never intended to show off anything, a waistless vest and shorts, ordinary to inconspicuous outfit.Certain groups shouted that "the world is going downhill", and they only blame these people for their inferiority, lowliness and filthiness. For them, a woman's beautiful appearance and sexy figure are the original sin. Unless Qinghe changes her gender, she is a A mistake that cannot be washed away.

Qinghe didn't pay attention to those ridiculous arguments on the Internet, and if he wanted to explain it or not, he would leave it to Brother Yu.

As for Bao Yangzhi's theory, she had seen it before, but didn't take it to heart.

If Wen Ning is her benefactor, then Wen Ning is definitely the worst benefactor, and she is the most unqualified canary.

The gap between her and Wen Ning is indeed huge. Wen Ning's annual income is in the nine figures, and H&F magazine alone sells a cover worth as much as one million. You can buy famous brands and drive luxury cars. This person's low-key life It is to buy a single-family villa in Jiangting, where land is very expensive, and then hire a few aunts to cook and clean, so as not to waste money.As for Qinghe, the single-parent family has nothing to rely on, and there are no two children in her pocket. The current highlight of her life is to go to Europe to develop. She spent the first 25 years in a mess. This gap cannot be filled.

This is an unchangeable fact. Qinghe has always admitted that if he can't catch up, he won't be able to catch up. Forcibly trying to fill the gap in money is nothing but self-inflicted trouble.

On the other hand, money is a gap in emotional communication, so is musical talent.If Wen Ning cared about the "class" in the eyes of the world, she would not have looked for Qinghe in the first place. Similarly, Qinghe doesn't like money and loves rock and roll. It stands to reason that she should find a like-minded rock enthusiast.

The training time is tight, and I have to start working after changing the strings and tuning.

For the Lantern Festival performance, the slow train lasted for four to 10 minutes, and there were six songs in total. One of the pure instrumental songs was 10 minutes long, which was a test of endurance and Qinghe's voice.

The company pays a lot of attention to this performance, and has high requirements for the three of them. This is the first live performance after the release of the new album, so it must not be messed up.The specialty of Slow Train is the stability of the scene, which is their highlight. Unlike the recording studio band, the front band can't overturn.

Brother Yu told the three of them that due to last night's farce, the slow train lost several cooperations it was discussing. Those organizers either chose to stand in line with Neon, the largest independent label in China, or they were unwilling to cause trouble.

The Nihong side is very tough, and it is obvious that they want to fight against each other, so they are short of issuing a declaration of war.After all, Flying Culture is a new company that has just been established. Even with the support of Qi Ruian and a group of investors behind it, it is still new to this industry. You may not be able to deal with the investors behind Neon, so there must be a protracted battle to be fought.

He said: "Let's talk about it. I won't hide what I should let you know. It's meaningless to hide it, but don't worry too much. The band's performances will definitely not be less in the future. Now it's just the beginning, no Where will it go?"

During the break at noon, Qinghe stayed alone in the training room, did not go to eat, and wrapped himself in a thick coat and lay down on the bench to catch up on sleep.

Wen Ning sent her a WeChat message when she woke up, telling her that she had returned to the company.

This person didn't say anything else, didn't mention whether he would come again, or said a few words about something else, his usual style.

Qinghe clicked in and took a look, sat up and woke up for a while.

Staring at the phone screen, she wrapped herself in a thick coat, maybe she remembered something, and she could still feel the faint pain.

She didn't reply, pretending she didn't see it.

Ye Xilin came in at this time and brought her lunch.

She put down her phone uncomfortably, and stretched out her hand that was touching her chest out of her coat.

Ye Xilin didn't quite understand what she was doing, so he looked at her in puzzlement.

"The reaction is so big, what are you hiding?"

She defended bluntly: "Nothing."

Glancing at the tips of her rapidly turning red ears, Ye Xilin raised his brows.