Aesthetics of Violence [Entertainment]

Ge Qiao returned to the apartment with a new awareness.

When he entered the door, Zhu Zan was kneeling in front of the TV cabinet, hunched over and pulling the neatly arranged DVDs. Seen from behind, his posture looked particularly weird and distorted.But Ge Qiao turned a blind eye to him, as if he had seen this kind of scene too often.

He walked straight to the kitchen and put the black plastic bag in his hand on the bar, making a few dull falling sounds, which was regarded as saying hello to Zhu Zan.After having lunch with Zhong Mingcan just now, they were going to stroll back to the company together, but Ge Qiao was suddenly grabbed by him on the way and dragged into a large supermarket without any explanation. He hugged whatever was given to him, he was willing to be a little idiot being led away, and he didn't know how to resist at all.

When Zhong Mingchan told him very seriously that "it is not healthy to eat too many desserts when you are stressed", so he went to the supermarket and bought him bananas, carrots and several boxes of dark chocolate.

Zhong Mingcan's self-cultivation has turned into his gentleness. In his opinion, these details about Ge Qiao should be remembered by him, but in Ge Qiao's eyes, this kind of platonic thoughtfulness is constantly fueling the evil in his heart. and desires, however, although those dirty thoughts came out of nowhere, they also made him feel elated.

Ge Qiao was in a good mood at this time, quickly took out the dark chocolate from the black plastic bag and stuffed it into the refrigerator, then held the banana in one hand and the carrot in the other, frowned suddenly, hesitated for a long time and did not move.Over there, Zhu Zan had already got up from the ground, and when he turned around, he saw Ge Qiao standing in the kitchen like a statue, thinking that he had caused trouble with food, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Bananas and carrots," Ge Qiao weighed the things in his hands, "do you need to put them in the refrigerator too?"

It seems that there is no major problem.Zhu Zan looked relieved, and took out the bag of carrots from Ge Qiao's hand and put it in the refrigerator: "Just put the bananas outside, but why don't you put tropical fruits in the refrigerator?"

It's not that Zhu Zan is such a warm and kind man, it's just that he has completely adapted to Ge Qiao's indiscrimination of grains.

"What were you lying there looking for?"

"The few discs I made before," Zhu Zan broke off a banana, ate it self-consciously, and said vaguely, "I remember keeping it with me all the time, but I forgot where I put it."

"What does it look like? Need help?"

"No, it's not something important." Zhu Zan felt strange after nibbling a banana, "Why did you suddenly condescend to go to the supermarket?"

"Being forced," Ge Qiao wanted to laugh when he thought of Zhong Mingcan's serious expression when he spoke, "I may start to embark on the road of health preservation."

Zhu Zan looked at Ge Qiao, and actually couldn't see any obvious expression changes, but there was a smile in those eyes, and he narrowed them slightly, making the corners of his eyes draw out a soft arc, and the lying silkworms were slightly red. The brown pupils that always make people feel indifferent and unfeeling seem to be damp with moisture at this moment, as if some kind of more enthusiastic emotion is about to come out.

"You look like this now...uh..." As an academic who always pursues academic expression when watching movies, he doesn't know how to say it euphemistically, but the adjective he was thinking of was too explicit, full of On the edge of his mouth, he didn't dare to say it in front of Ge Qiao.

"What time are you going to pick up Hu Shiwei tomorrow?" Seeing that he couldn't hold back a complete sentence for a long time, Ge Qiao didn't care what he wanted to say, so he asked about tomorrow's arrangements.

Hu Shiwei had set the musical theater they were going to see tomorrow. Her family lived in the Old West District, which happened to be between Ge Qiao's residence and the theater, so she planned to pick up Hu Shiwei first, and then the three of them went there together.

"We set off at five o'clock in the afternoon, and it only takes four to 10 minutes to get there. Counting the time to pick her up, it will take about an hour. It will be enough time for the departure at 03:30." Zhu Zan will have to act as the driver tomorrow, and needs to arrange the itinerary in advance.

The conversation continued normally, but compared to the calm Ge Qiao, Zhu Zan was not at peace.

To be honest, he is not very interested in musicals, but as a leader in the arty pretense world, he still knows some basic common sense.

For example, he knew that the "Rent a Lucky House" that he was going to watch tomorrow contained stories about homosexuality and AIDS.

He doesn't contradict his own sexual orientation, and he doesn't care whether others call him a gay or a gay. All he cares about is a little thing, but that little thing makes him untouchable and impossible to find. Those few discs are different, those old things can't escape somewhere nearby, but the thing in my heart can't wait no matter how long it takes, it just disappears.

I have been waiting for six years, and I may have to wait another countless six years.

When he couldn't wait for the person on his heart, Zhu Zan felt that it would be meaningless to come out publicly, so he simply stopped talking.Except for Shen Yan and Ge Qiao, no one in his family, old classmates, and colleagues knew that he liked men, including Hu Shiwei of course.

No, to be precise, he might not really like a man either, he just likes that man too much.

Because I liked it so much, I was dazzled and confuse my mind. I did a bad thing six years ago.He has always wanted to go back to six years ago, to confess his love to others seriously, in a decent and clean way.But he couldn't go back and he couldn't do it anymore, that person had just become a cinnabar mole on his heart, and now even reading that person's name would make him shudder.

However, the appearance of Hu Shiwei seemed to turn this foregone conclusion. After so long, there was finally a person in his life who was connected with himself and that person.He looked forward to it, and at the same time was afraid.Looking forward to Hu Shiwei, a new character who suddenly appeared on the stage, finally being able to restore his failed work of self-directed and self-acted for so many years, and fearing that she will bring that person in front of her at an unpredictable time.

I want to see him, I think about it day and night, like crazy, but if I really meet him, what else can I say?

hello?Are you sorry?Or should I continue to approach frivolously as if nothing happened?

The next day, Zhu Zan didn't get up until after one o'clock in the afternoon, and saw Ge Qiao lying on the sofa and talking on the phone.

"I have already asked the three groups to draw up their interview outline for next week. I have read it, and I will just follow that."

"Where did the media come from to choose the day of the MV shooting? Why are they so ignorant of the rules?"

"You can send some people to look after the scene? The people who come here register and sign one by one, and if they leak, they will be held accountable..."

"Hey, are you all picking soft persimmons? Why is it me again?"

"No, no, you made a mistake, I'm not a good person..."

"Where do I have the time to receive them?"

"...You fucking...convinced, okay, I'll go and see when the time comes... You have remembered Zhao Xu for me, you owe me a favor, I have to think about how you should pay it back!" Something else was said over there, which made Ge Qiao laugh, and then hung up the phone.

Throwing the mobile phone on the coffee table, Ge Qiao raised his face, with an expression of lovelessness, raised his hand to pinch the center of his eyebrows and rubbed them, leaving two light red fingerprints, and sighed.Which new media company is not afraid of tigers when they are newborns, so arrogant and arrogant, and even named him by name and asked him, a person in a high position, to receive him?A dignified director of a department lives like a cowherd.

"Uh," Zhu Zan's voice interrupted Ge Qiao's self-pity, "Is this the new shampoo you bought?" Holding a bottle in his hand, he shook it, "Why did you put it in my bathroom?"

"I bought it for you," Ge Qiao glanced at him, "to prevent hair loss, I'm afraid you will go bald at a young age. Don't stay up all night writing your outline, your bathroom is full of your hair, it looks disgusting. "

Such a thoughtful gesture made people feel less grateful when it came out of his mouth.

Zhu Zan has always been a simple person, and he only listens to the part he wants to hear when talking to others. He can only interpret Ge Qiao's concern for him from this sentence, and his heart warms up. Bathroom with shower.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhu Zan's A8L stopped in front of Hu Shiwei's house.

Hu Shiwei stepped down the stairs, and saw a spotless, white to bluish high-end car pitifully squeezed between this residential building and the small lawn in front of the building. The side of the co-pilot was close to the stone steps of the lawn. .

Zhu Zan slowly lowered the car window. He was wearing sunglasses, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and wearing a slightly long cut-cut head. He slightly retracted his jaw, raised a sharp jaw line, and slapped Hu Shiwei who was standing outside the car sideways. Greetings from a capitalist.

Hu Shiwei didn't even look at him, opened the rear door, sat next to Ge Qiao, and said, "Long time no see."

Ge Qiao was grinning happily, not knowing why.Nodding to Hu Shiwei, he suddenly asked, "Do you know what Zhu Zan's nickname is here?"

"The leader in the world? The king of the world? The king of Pingjing?"

This is just the third guess and the answer is correct.

"How do you know?" Ge Qiao opened his eyes wide in surprise, but he couldn't hide his trembling voice from laughing.

"It's not difficult, after all, you used to be the king of Yingcheng." Hu Shiwei patted the back of Zhu Zan's car seat vigorously, "As expected, you did not disappoint my sister, and you successfully conquered Pingjing again."

Ge Qiao laughed at the side and let out a goose cry. Zhu Zan ignored the two people who were behind huddling together and their taunting skills were at full capacity, and reached out to turn on the car radio.

When driving from Hu Shiwei’s home to the theater, one has to go through a section of road called "West District Parking Lot". Because this section of road is congested all the year round, it can even last for four or five hours at the most exaggerated time, so it is ridiculed by people. It is the largest free parking lot in the West District.

And experienced drivers all know that the more urgent things are at this time, the more serious the traffic will be. Murphy's Law never breaks its promise.So every time Zhu Zan encounters this kind of situation, he will go through a set of golden procedures calculated by himself, pull up the handbrake, turn on the car radio or take out a book from the glove box to read, or take out his mobile phone to start Swiping Weibo or Moments, in short, is to let God see that I am not in a hurry.As an excellent party member, he is particularly idealistic in this regard.

There was silence outside the window, most of them were people who were used to this kind of scene, their tempers had already been smoothed out, no one would honk their horns to show their dissatisfaction, they all knew it was a waste of effort.Zhu Zan stretched his neck to watch the traffic ahead, like a seasoned fisherman looking at the waves before going out to sea, his eyes were steady, as if he knew everything in his heart.

Ge Qiao became a little impatient. He sat in the back seat, relying on the window glass to block it. People outside couldn't see him, and stared blatantly at a black car next to them.The car was always level with him, moving at exactly the same speed.He thought about it wildly, probably some of them were going to watch a musical like them, wouldn't they just be watching the same show?Among the many audiences in the audience, there will always be a few people who are similar to me, right?

Thinking of this, an electric current suddenly surged in his body, which spread to his fingertips, making them tremble slightly.

This is generally the case between people, and they will not deliberately create a relationship with a stranger, but they will touch the heartstrings because of this unintentional discovery.

"...Today, the new male idol group 'Lucifer' launched by Qianli Entertainment officially debuted. It is reported that the captain, A Qing, was once a member of the Grimm group and was quite popular. Does this debut again mean..."

"Ah Qing finally made his debut!" Hu Shiwei sighed suddenly while listening to the news on the radio.

"You know him?" Zhu Zan was bored, so he took up the topic.

"Well," Hu Shiwei pursed his lips and pondered for a moment, and said, "I used to be his fan. I followed Grimm for more than half a year, and then their group suddenly stopped coming out. The concert that had already started selling tickets at that time was also gone. It’s yellow, I just found out last year that he went to a new company and is preparing to debut, but I don’t know where the other members have gone..."

"Everything is going well," Ge Qiao put his elbows on the edge of the car window, covered his mouth with his backhand, his voice came out from between his fingers, and he faced out of the window in a muffled manner, making his expression invisible, "even though If you don’t become an idol, you still have something to do. An idol is a career that depends on others.”

Hu Shiwei was startled when he heard the words, and glanced at Ge Qiao calmly, then pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Brother Da Qiao's words are really cold-blooded."

"He's not cold-blooded," Zhu Zan finally seized an opportunity to join the conversation between the two of them, naturally he didn't want to let it go, he raised his chin in the direction of Ge Qiao, "That Grimm was brought out by our brother Qiao of……"

Hu Shiwei suddenly took a deep breath, and opened his eyes, which were originally black and white, with a shattered light in them, which is a typical star-chaser state, and his volume unconsciously increased by half an octave: "I Yes... I've really caught up with you?! Brother Big Joe! Please! Tell me what they are doing now! I'm really their fan. Although I like Ah Qing the most, I'm also a group fan..."

"The two have returned to their hometown. Pan An is still working as a trainee and occasionally as a back-up dancer. The captain stayed in Pingjing City and became a white-collar worker. Ah Qing... you heard it just now, continue to be an idol." At the end, Ge Qiao Putting down the hand covering his mouth, he turned to look at Hu Shiwei.

As he expected, there was obvious disappointment on her face.

But this is reality, it has happened.

Ge Qiao turned his face to the car window again, quietly observing the traffic that was a little smoother than before.

"Well, how should I put it... I also think that they shouldn't want to be idols anymore..." After a long silence, Hu Shiwei's voice came from beside him, "This job is too hard. If you train hard day and night, you really think that you will be able to make it through your debut...but time will not turn back, who would like to be beaten back to the original form and start all over again?"

It's quite clear, but I still can't help but feel sad.

"...Hmm." Ge Qiao squeezed out a soft response from his snort.

He suddenly started thinking about a question, uncontrollably.

What did Kong Qingshan think?