Aesthetics of Violence [Entertainment]

For a while, only the sound of footsteps at different speeds could be heard.

In the suffocating silence, Zhong Mingcan took the lead to break the deadlock and changed the subject: "Did you drive here together?"

"Well," Zhu Zan walked next to Zhong Mingcan, and answered the question directly, "But I didn't stop at the underground garage, too many people could get in, so I stopped at the commercial plaza next door." He turned on his phone screen and glanced at it. The time is exactly 08:30, "What about you? How did you come here?" At this time, the exit of the underground parking lot was in chaos. Standing on the spot with his waist bent, he glared at the motionless long line in front of him.

"Subway," Zhong Mingcan looked away from a middle-aged aunt who was standing on the stone steps of the lawn and lit a cigarette in her mouth, and stared at the dry fallen leaves on the ground that had melted into the night. Not a good place to park.”

"A local?"

"Yes."

"Sure enough, only the locals know that it's not easy to park here. Although I've been in Pingjing for a long time, this is the first time I've come to this kind of place."

"I used to come here when I was in college. In fact, if it wasn't for watching performances, locals wouldn't come here."

"Or take my car back later? There are a lot of people on the subway at this time."

"If it's convenient, I'd really appreciate it."

This question-and-answer format is so familiar to Zhu Zan that he doesn’t even need to think about it, and the social habits formed by staying in the officialdom made him blurt out: “Anyway, it’s too early to go home, why don’t we have a drink together? "

Ge Qiao walked aside and looked at his reaction speed, which was a little shocked, as expected of a wine table monster cultivated by a public institution.

"He means, let's have dinner together, this handsome guy?" Hu Shiwei also felt that Zhu Zan's proposal was a bit too forceful, and he was afraid of scaring Zhong Mingcan, so he volunteered to act as an interpreter for capitalists.

And the hooligan tone in Hu Shiwei's words amused Zhong Mingcan. He wondered which family this girl was from. She had been going her own way since just now, and she was not worried about her image in front of outsiders.Pretending to be casual, he slowed down and walked around to Ge Qiao, saying: "Okay, as long as you don't dislike me, Gasser, come in, let's have dinner together, and I will treat you later." He still owes Ge Qiao a meal, but At the moment, he doesn't mind bringing Ge Qiao's friends along as a treat, anyway, in his subconscious, Ge Qiao's friends can be his friends.

But apparently, someone minds.

"Why do you ask me to invite you?" Ge Qiao tilted his head, stared at Zhong Mingcan's side face with puzzled eyes, stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhu Zan's back, seemingly lowered his voice but actually heard everything clearly, "Who is the official?" Whoever invites you, the dinner table rules."

Zhu Zan felt that people like Ge Qiao were actually engaging in double standards, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "Brother Qiao, when it comes to official positions, I can't be among the four..."

"Sorry, but for me, if I want to invite, I will only invite the friend next to me." He raised his hand and patted Zhong Mingcan's right shoulder twice, vowing to carry out the double standard to the end.He patted so lightly that Zhong Mingcan had already withdrawn his hand before he could feel the weight on his shoulders.

"What's the matter? This is," Zhu Zan pouted, and immediately changed into a wronged look of being bullied, "Am I still your relative roommate who has shared weal and woe with you for more than five years?"

Ge Qiao and Zhu Zan lived together for more than five years?Zhong Mingcan silently digested this new information in his heart.

"I really don't know when I have shared joys and sorrows with you," Ge Qiao jokingly shook his head, squinting his eyes but smiling happily, "Okay, for the sake of being famous, I invite you."

Zhu Zan laughed twice, regardless of previous suspicions, turned his head and taught Hu Shiwei and Zhong Mingcan the eating skills of "blackmailing" Ge Qiao: "You two can eat as you please, pick expensive ones, it's not like you get together every day Eat and drink, don’t feel sorry for you big Joe! Do you drink alcohol? Don’t drink Tsingtao beer, pick a few bottles of expensive dry red champagne, and use it as a dining table like a supermarket. If you can’t finish it, take it back and put it in the refrigerator for later drinking ..."

"Drink, drink, drink the fart," Ge Qiao followed behind him and listened, and heard the words, "Do you still want to drink while driving?"

"I didn't say I drink it, you guys drink it, I'll replace wine with tea! I don't know if there is a Dahongpao in the restaurant..." It seemed that he had made up his mind that he was going to slaughter Ge Qiao for dinner today.

Ge Qiao has long been used to Zhu Zan running in front of him like a child and yelling fiercely from time to time, he doesn't mind it, he just thinks it's funny, anyway Zhu Zan doesn't dare to show any flowers in front of him.Ge Qiao is actually very puzzled about this matter. Since he was a child, people around him—whether male or female—have feared him more than they liked him. Obviously, he has never really lost his temper or done any unreasonable bad things.

Once Zhu Zan plucked up the courage to talk to him about this issue, he said that Ge Qiao looked at him with a smile, as if he never set a bottom line, that all humans, ghosts, snakes and gods are equal, and that no one can annoy or beat him, But in fact, no one could understand what he was thinking, and this feeling was extremely tormenting, because he was afraid that he would keep it all in his heart and settle accounts later.

It seems that everything must be within the range he can tolerate, but no one knows how big this range is.

This is actually a very subtle desire to control, although most of the time it is well-intentioned.Everyone knows it, Zhu Zan knows it, Shen Yan knows it, Dong Lin knows it, Yao Ji knows it, even Zhong Mingcan knows it, but Ge Qiao himself won't admit it, so everyone else has to play dumb with him.

In the end, Ge Qiao chose a nice-looking cafeteria for them in the dining street next to the commercial plaza, because he was worried that Hu Shiwei and Zhong Mingcan would not be full in front of the big round table, and he was also a little worried that Zhu Zan really relied on the large number of people Ge Qiao didn't dare to deal with him, so he made a mistake by ordering two or three thousand bottles of wine.

After all this, Zhu Zan still did not give up: "No one really likes to drink?" In fact, he doesn't drink much himself, but he is the best at talking about being a hero. The kind that the wine bureau ends.

"I don't drink." Zhong Mingcan declined.

"Can't drink?" Ge Qiao asked, "Still can't drink?" Just like he can't drink coffee himself, there are many people who are allergic to alcohol.

"I probably don't know how to drink." Zhong Mingcan smiled, his eyes flickering, "I'm dizzy when I touch it. I just became an adult when I graduated from high school. My parents took me to try a few sips of beer. I was broken, and they also ordered me Forbid me to touch alcohol again."

"Then maybe it's not as simple as getting dizzy," Zhu Zan said with a sly smile while stuffing sashimi into his mouth, "I guess the wine is not very good, which scared your parents." In fact, Zhu Zan and Zhong Mingcan He is generally older, but whether it is in terms of speech or behavior, it will make people feel that Zhu Zan is more mature, obviously carrying the slipperiness of getting out of society.

"Maybe." Zhong Mingcan said lightly, ending the topic.

Ge Qiao was keen, and noticed that Zhong Mingcan didn't seem to mention his parents very much, and when he talked about the word "parents", he seemed extremely unfamiliar. After all, in his own impression, Zhong Mingcan was a gentle and elegant young man, not a So indifferent.

In just one meal, Zhong Mingcan got to know them thoroughly.

At the end of the chat, Zhu Zan desperately wanted to drive Zhong Mingcan home: "It's already 10:30, you may not be able to catch the last train if you go to catch the subway now, get on the train, and I will take you home." Zhong Mingcan still hesitated, after all they It was not on the way with him at all, but when he saw that Ge Qiao had opened the rear car door and silently said "get in the car" to himself, he no longer refused, followed him into the back seat, and sat in Ge Qiao's seat. beside.

Zhong Mingcan lives in Dongxin District, which has just been developed for a few years, and there is a new vitality everywhere, even in the green belt beside the road, there are still some young saplings that have been transplanted for a few years. The torso was supported by a few wooden sticks, and it looked very fragile. It was wrapped in thick cotton cloth, and it was fully prepared to survive this autumn and winter.

Ge Qiao sat in the car, facing out the window, quietly observing the area where Zhong Mingcan's residence was hidden.Not very prosperous, but it also has its own commercial street. There are not many people on the road (maybe because people go home after nightfall), but the infrastructure is still complete. Along the way, I saw several brightly lit banks and post offices outside the buildings. , hospitals, clinics, shopping malls and hotels, the street lamps on the street emit bright orange light, which is even a little dazzling. It looks like a new light bulb that hasn't been used for a long time.

Compared with the streets of a big city, the residential area where Zhong Mingcan lives is more secluded. For some reason, the street lights inside the community are obviously darker than those outside. It looks extraordinarily hazy and dense, unable to push away the endless night, and unable to connect into pieces, it is very weak.

Ge Qiao thought, the quietness here is a bit strange, probably like a paradise, as long as you pass through this light yellow weak light, you can open a barrier, and those who enter here can instantly forget their troubles, from then on Live a fairy-like free life.

Thinking about it, he suddenly felt that he was special in the second grade, and he seemed to have started to feel sleepy. Jing was thinking wildly, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth as if mocking himself, but Zhong Mingcan saw this small movement.

"What's the matter? Do you think it's not good here?"

"No, I think this place is very good." Ge Qiao turned his head to look into Zhong Mingcan's eyes, and said sincerely.

"That's good." Zhong Mingcan smiled, his voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing anyone, the soft light overflowing from his eyes was quickly covered by the night.

Ge Qiao never thought that he should ask one more question at this time, what does it matter if he thinks this place is good or not?

Monday morning at 09:30. The third floor of OOStudio.

The MV shooting has not yet started, and the idol group members have not yet arrived, but the scene is still chaotic, with pieces of cardboard torn from express boxes scattered on the ground, and they are occasionally kicked by the passing staff, but there is no Who wants to pick it up and clean it up.There is a long table in the corner of the wall that the camera lens cannot see, and various handbags and shoulder bags are piled up on the table.In the studio, which has been steamed and roasted by various strong lights for a long time, only iced drinks are always left. A few large cups of Starbucks coffee packed in paper boxes are placed next to the stack of bags. The transparent shell oozes water. But left out.The filming crew and site executives who came and went in a hurry in the studio have already tensed their nerves, repeatedly checking the shooting equipment and scene camera positions, and preparing for today's hard work.

As long as there is one less mistake in the camera position, they can get two or three hours of rest time.

"Brother Qiao, you are here..." When the staff who was helping to set up the fill light raised their heads and stretched their necks, they happened to see Ge Qiao walking towards this side.

"Well, come and have a look." Ge Qiao replied, smiling.

"Hey, it's messy everywhere here now, why don't you go to the lounge to rest for a while?" The big guy is really busy and has no energy, let alone take care of the leader of other departments.

"No, a media outlet will come to interview AIX in a while, and I will help to receive them."

"Oh," the young staff member replied, "Then find a place to rest for a while, I have to continue." Then he squatted down and continued to work on his fill light.

Ge Qiao was pacing around bored, this place was the resident place of the video production department, not the working environment he was familiar with, so it was a bit novel.Especially when he saw a few people standing in front of a large white curtain not far away and adjusting a headlight emitting colorful streamers, he also moved forward.

Just as he was fascinated by it, when the gentle and agile light blue light on the big curtain cut into a mysterious and charming deep purple light, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.

"Big Joe!"

Turning her face, she saw that Yao Li was looking at her in surprise. Behind her were five tall and handsome boys with well-knit hair and makeup. As soon as she came in, she was led straight into the lounge by the assistant.

"Why did you come here?" Yao Yao asked.

"Are you surprised? Are you surprised?" Ge Qiao smiled bitterly. He didn't know why he came here.

For Yao Yao, it was not a surprise, as he and Ge Qiao were already very close, no matter where they met.But it’s different for the other little girls who are busy running around the scene. Just after watching five seductive male youth hormones pass by in front of them, when they turned their heads, they noticed that there was such a bright-faced girl in abstinent clothes standing beside her. Beautiful men, they seem to have injected several tubes of chicken blood at this moment, and even the shoulder camera in their hands has become as light as a feather.

"Cheated by Xu'er?" Yao Cha figured it out after a little thought.

"That's not!"

"Hahaha, what did he tell you? Threats and temptations?"

"The guy said that the media appointed me to receive him by name. Can you tell me that this is possible? What do you think of me? Are you sitting on the stage?"

However, it did happen.And the other party may really regard Ge Qiao as a sitter.

Ge Qiao suppressed his disgust, and looked at the Mr. Wang who left a deep impression on him even though he only met him once. Thinking that this man's hand was once on his waist, he should have stretched it out on his own initiative. The arms that shook hands and said goodbye couldn't be stretched out.

It turned out that this man surnamed Wang was the boss of this media company, and he came to personally inspect the work.It is estimated that he was the one who appointed Ge Qiao to receive him during the interview with Zhao Xu and the others. The media bosses ordered it, and the partners did not dare to object too directly. Originally, it would be fine if Ge Qiao refused firmly, and it would be fine if someone else came. Don't delay the business, but this is something he himself promised.Ge Qiao scolded Zhao Xu that bastard in his heart, he was miserable and helpless when he called to persuade Ge Qiao, why the hell are you still using the appeasement policy on him at this time?

Mr. Wang is also worthy of being an old fritter who has climbed to a high position. He is well versed in the way of receiving guests, and he has not broken the rules in the industry.

"Long time no see, Mr. Ge." Mr. Wang stared at Ge Qiao's face, smiling sinisterly, followed by three or five employees, but did not hide the expression of triumph on his face, "It's really a shame to see you when you are awake. It's not easy."

"..." Ge Qiao had already greeted Mr. Wang's ancestors three times in his heart, but he still had a friendly smile on his face, "Hello, you may have misidentified the person. It's the first time we meet, please take care of me."

Such a good skin that is rare in a thousand years, can you still admit your mistake?

"Mr. Ge is so forgetful. Didn't you just meet him more than a month ago?" Mr. Wang didn't know whether it was on purpose or not. .

"Really? Sorry, I really have no impression."

"That's right, you really forgot, the two of us even had a cup of wine together..."

Ge Qiao interrupted his imaginings neatly: "Then you may have met my twin brother, he looks very similar to me. This is really the first time I have met you, and I am deeply honored for this cooperation. Please pay more attention to AIX's exclusive interview with your media."

After talking nonsense with his eyes open, without waiting for the other party to respond, he took out a black folder from the document bag in his hand. I discussed it with Zhao Xu last time when I called. The location of this interview is special. And the MV shooting scene is a place that is very prone to problems, and it is very possible to accidentally cause some problems such as audio leaks, video leaks, and styling leaks.Therefore, all foreign media personnel and staff present today need to sign for confirmation.However, he looked around the shooting scene where everyone was busy, and no one even had the time to glance at the door, so this boring and monotonous task fell on the shoulders of the only one who was doing nothing so far, Ge Qiao.

There is still one hour before the filming will officially start, and the interview time is scheduled within this hour.

Right now, Mr. Wang was escorted by the assistant behind him reluctantly to the lounge, and the rest of the people lined up to register information on the statistical form prepared by Zhao Xu in advance.At this time, Ge Qiao suddenly noticed an unremarkable girl standing near the wall at the end of the line, looking left and right. She was wearing an ordinary black coat and denim trousers. She should have short hair and a black peaked cap with a brim. Half of her face was covered, her hair was pressed against her ears, she had no makeup on, her lips were pale, and she looked a little unwell.

"Excuse me," a person who was bending over to register the basic information suddenly raised his head and stopped Ge Qiao, "Can I only fill in one of the email address and the mobile phone number?"

"Please fill in the mobile phone number, a mobile phone number with a real name."

"Ah, okay."

When Ge Qiao turned around and looked for the figure of the girl at the end of the line, she was gone.