Four years of crisis [entertainment]

Song Jinfeng was silent for a while, and then said to Huo Wenchu ​​on the other end of the phone: "Why doesn't he let me be responsible? I want to be responsible."

There was pride in his tone.

Since Guan Mingsong was already familiar with Song Jinfeng's fan circle, he soon knew Song Jinfeng's next itinerary.

Song Jinfeng's next itinerary was a commercial performance for the anniversary celebration of a large online shopping platform. Although the event was not a big one, because the platform had a lot of money, it invited a lot of popular stars.

Chi Yunhao was also invited, and he immediately WeChat Guan Mingsong: Dr. Guan, work card, do you want it?

Guan Mingsong: Yes.

Chi Yunhao: Then give me a kiss.

Guan Mingsong: Forget it, I will think of other ways.

Chi Yunhao: Don't, don't, you come and you come, I'll give you the job card.

So, on the anniversary day, Guan Mingsong appeared in the background.He stayed with Chi Yunhao's team, and the people around thought he was a newcomer from Chi Yunhao's company, and they all came to inquire about him.

Chi Yunhao was proud, and said: "This is my elder brother, he is handsome."

Guan Mingsong asked Chi Yunhao in a low voice, "Where is Song Jinfeng?"

Chi Yunhao kindly reminded: "Song Jinfeng is the opening, and he is probably about to go up the lift. He will be busy, so you'd better not look for him now."

Guan Mingsong heard that Song Jinfeng was at work, so he put down his plan to find him now.

Guan Mingsong went to the bathroom halfway, and while washing his hands, he met a very suspicious young man.

The young man was wrapped in a black overcoat and wearing a black peaked cap, washing his hands seriously.As if worried that his hands were not clean, he washed them over and over again.

Guan Mingsong felt weird, so he peeked at this person through the mirror.

Guan Mingsong found that this person's face was very dull, it can be said that his face was expressionless, but Guan Mingsong felt that his expressionless face was fake, and he was using numbness to cover up the panic in his heart.

This was Guan Mingsong's intuition.He is a person with a strong sense of intuition. In fact, people who talk less and keep quiet are more sensitive to abnormal phenomena in the outside world.

Guan Mingsong's eyes secretly fell on the young man's sleeves, and saw that his sleeves were covered with a lot of dust, as if he had just crawled out of some long-abandoned utility room.

He was washing his hands with ashes, and the ash on his sleeves hadn't been dealt with in time.Guan Mingsong deduced silently.

After the young people left the bathroom, Guan Mingsong was still thinking: Where could there be so much dust in the backstage?

Guan Mingsong walked out of the bathroom and walked towards the crowded place calmly.Before the performance started, all the staff were too busy to turn around, and no one had time to manage Mingsong, an unexpected guest.Guan Mingsong listened carefully to the conversations of the people around him as he walked.

At this moment, a conversation entered Guan Mingsong's ears:

A group of big sisters: "This thing is useless, you throw it in the utility room in the basement!"

Intern: "Okay, I'll do it right away!"

A group of big sisters: "It's full of dust, wear a mask when you go there!"

Intern: "Okay, okay."

Guan Mingsong's eyes fell on the immature intern in front of him.The intern dragged a huge thing that he didn't know what it was, and hurried to the underground utility room. He didn't go in, threw the thing in, and then ran back to help.Guan Mingsong followed him, and quietly walked into the utility room after he left.The utility room was indeed full of dust, and Guan Mingsong covered his mouth and nose with a scarf.

Guan Mingsong was really not idle and had nothing to do. When he saw that weird young man in the bathroom, he felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.Guan Mingsong is very sensitive to dangerous information. When he feels that something is wrong, he must check it out, otherwise he will have trouble sleeping and eating.

This place has accumulated dust all year round, and if someone has been there, it is easy to leave traces.Guan Mingsong found the young man's footprints easily. Following the clues, he found a black box under a broken chair.

The only black box in the whole room has no dust accumulation, which means it has just been put in.

Guan Mingsong bent down, and when he saw the black box clearly, his pupils dilated, showing a frightened expression.Guan Mingsong's heart beat faster, and he took a few steps back to stabilize his body. He could hear his heart beating "thump-thump", and he could also feel his hands shaking.

That's not a black box, but a timed bomb!

Guan Mingsong took out his mobile phone with slightly trembling hands, and quickly dialed 110: "110, there is a timed bomb here!"

Guan Mingsong clearly reported to the police his current location, the activities being held here, the specific location of the bomb, the general appearance of the bomb, etc.The police quickly contacted the organizers of the anniversary party and asked them to evacuate the people inside immediately. At the same time, the police sent bomb disposal experts to the scene as quickly as possible.

"Get away from the bomb immediately and follow the crowd to retreat!" The police on the other end of the phone issued an order to Guan Mingsong.

Guan Mingsong glanced at the countdown timer on the bomb. There were still 5 minutes left.At this time, Chi Yunhao's WeChat call came, and as soon as Guan Mingsong answered, he heard Chi Yunhao's crying voice: "Dr. Guan, where are you? The alarm bell rang just now, and something serious happened! You Come back quickly!"

Guan Mingsong calmed down at this time, and he said to Chi Yunhao: "There are bombs. Chi Yunhao, follow the command to evacuate immediately, don't panic. I'll go find Jinfeng."

"Zhi...Zhi...Wait, Dr. Guan, at this time, Song Jinfeng should be on the lifting platform under the stage, that place...I don't know if he can get out!"

"What?" Guan Mingsong's expression changed.

Guan Mingsong hung up Chi Yunhao's phone and quickly ran towards the stage.It was the first time for Guan Mingsong to come here, but his sense of space was stronger than that of ordinary people. He quickly drew a three-dimensional map in his mind and confirmed Song Jinfeng's position.

The alarm bell kept ringing, Guan Mingsong was counting down in his heart while looking for someone, he had to find Song Jinfeng, he had to.

On the lifting platform under the stage, Guan Mingsong caught Song Jinfeng running out with a group of staff at a glance.Before Guan Mingsong could show a smile, the countdown ended, the bomb detonated, the earth shook with a "boom", the violent explosion broke people's eardrums, the stage was collapsing, and a huge steel plate crashed down from the sky. It's like the end of the world is coming.

The situation at this time was too chaotic, Song Jinfeng was left alone, suddenly a wall he passed shook violently, the high wall panel broke and fell down.Just when Song Jinfeng was at a loss, Guan Mingsong rushed over regardless. He hugged Song Jinfeng and pushed him into the corner of the triangle wall.At this time, countless falling objects fell and made terrible noises. Fortunately, the triangle area where Guan Mingsong and Song Jinfeng were located formed a space that could accommodate them. They block falling objects.

Song Jinfeng grabbed Guan Mingsong in shock, unable to utter a sound.

Guan Mingsong was dripping with sweat, he was panting, and the hand holding Song Jinfeng was shaking.Song Jinfeng was unscathed, and although Guan Mingsong was injured in his calf, it was considered a minor injury in the face of such a big accident.

Outside this narrow triangular space, the collapse caused by the explosion continues, and the world seems to be crumbling. Guan Mingsong and Song Jinfeng embrace each other, as if hiding on a small boat.

"How about your legs... how are your legs..." Song Jinfeng said incoherently.

Guan Mingsong shook his head slightly, and said the two words he said most often: "It's okay."

Song Jinfeng shivered as he hugged Guan Mingsong.

"Rescue will come soon. Jinfeng, we will be fine." Guan Mingsong comforted.

The outside world gradually became quieter, dark and extremely silent.It was fortunate that a second round of explosions did not occur.

Guan Mingsong grabbed Song Jinfeng's hand and said, "Fortunately, you are here, Jinfeng."

Song Jinfeng was silent for a while, then took Guan Mingsong's hand back, and said softly, "I know everything."

"what do you know?"

"He Weizhi hypnotized you, and you went to see a psychiatrist. Huo Wenchu ​​told me."

Guan Mingsong said in surprise: "Wen Chu told you? Haven't you always been at odds?"

Song Jinfeng didn't answer Guan Mingsong's question, but said loudly to Guan Mingsong in a trembling voice, "Why didn't you tell me?" Then his tone dropped, and he said, "When you go to see a psychiatrist, re- Entering the hypnotic state and facing the dark childhood, it must be very painful."

Guan Mingsong opened his mouth, but made no sound.

Song Jinfeng said angrily: "When you are in pain, I am not by your side. Next time you see a psychiatrist, you must tell me."

Guan Mingsong was in a hurry, and he said: "How should I put it... In fact, it can't be said to be painful. In fact, I should have gone to see a doctor. It might not be a bad thing for me to hypnotize me. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't Go to a psychiatrist, if I don’t go to a psychiatrist, I won’t be able to untangle my heart, I may continue to live contradictory while avoiding feelings, wrestling with myself, just like in the past.”

Song Jinfeng hugged Guan Mingsong tightly.After a long time, he said to Guan Mingsong: "He Weizhi is a bit weird, but I didn't expect it to be so weird."

"eccentric?"

"Well. Do you know how He Weizhi became the master of the lyricist circle?"

"do not know."

"He seems to have appeared out of thin air. He has never experienced a dormant period. He was parachuted into the lyric circle, and he became a master. He has never passed the stage of youth when he wrote lyrics, and the first lyric he wrote was very Mature, everyone is full of praise after seeing it."

"I haven't experienced the period of little transparency, and I am a master right away? Maybe it's because of his extremely high talent?" Guan Mingsong said.

"His information only shows his high school experience. In the years between his high school graduation and his first poem becoming famous, his resume was blank, as if time was stolen by someone."

Guan Mingsong rubbed his arms and said with a smile, "Why did you say this so mysteriously?"

In the dark, Guan Mingsong couldn't see Song Jinfeng's expression, but he could imagine that Song Jinfeng must curl his lips now, showing a bit of a fart expression.Song Jinfeng said: "That's not true. There are so many supernatural things in the entertainment industry. Many people are superstitious. They go to Thailand to invite the little Buddha. They believe that they will become popular after worshiping."

"Then are you superstitious?"

"Me? I'm an atheist, of course I'm not superstitious."

While chatting, Guan Mingsong touched Song Jinfeng's clothes and asked, "Why are you wearing such thin clothes?"

"The costume is of course thin."

"The down jacket I'm wearing today is very roomy, it should be able to cover two people, so get in quickly."

Song Jinfeng smiled and said with crooked eyes, "Aren't you afraid that I will stick to you and can't help but do something?"

"If you still have messy thoughts at this moment, then I'm really convinced." Guan Mingsong complained.