Aesthetics of Violence [Entertainment]

"Happy New Year, Happy New Year, Happy New Year to everyone. We sing, we dance, Happy New Year to everyone..."

I don't know who is so creative. As soon as Ge Qiao arrived at the company in the morning, he heard this nursery rhyme playing on the public speaker. The childish voice resounded through the entire floor softly and slowly.

This nursery rhyme with only two lines of lyrics was played on a loop hundreds of times, and it was forced to fill in the two hours when colleagues who worked overtime during the holidays were the most grievous. It was broadcast from 08:30 to 10:30, and the cycle repeated.

When the music finally stopped, there was silence in the office. Although everyone was still listless, no one said a word.When a person's heart is exhausted to the extreme, he becomes Buddhist.In fact, it was because they were all tortured by this brainwashing melody, only the horrible "Happy New Year" melody was left in their minds, and they had forgotten how to resist.

However, the seventh floor is the only place that survived the disaster. In order not to affect the music recording work, no public speakers are installed on this floor at all. In addition, each room is equipped with advanced sound insulation equipment, and the quality is passed. When the fire broke out and the alarm was raised, the seventh floor would be the last one to react.

Therefore, when Zhong Mingcan stepped into the office, he was still humming a little song, and he was not polluted by "spiritual garbage" at all.

The door was ajar, and opened as soon as it was pushed.Before he had time to express his astonishment at this strange event, he was suddenly blocked by a large black shadow rushing from inside, and then the black shadow sang faintly:

"Welcome..." a deep and deep voice.

"Welcome..." The voice was raised by one degree.

"Welcome...welcome the new leader!" The girl's voice was the loudest.

The low, middle and high tones are evenly matched. Although I don't know what the tuning is, it sounds like a little bit of harmony.

Zhong Mingcan had never seen this battle before, and he was startled immediately. He quickly exited the door in a jerk, and closed the door behind him, blocking the soul-repressing song from the nondescript choir inside.

Zhou Zhouhang did not expect the new leader to react so coldly to their well-prepared welcome speech, and he followed up a few steps forward and stretched out his hand to open the door: "Hey, hey, leader, don't go! This is your office, where are you going? ?”

When Zhong Mingcan stood face to face with them again, after asking for a while, he finally figured out who came.

Boss Ma opened a new music production department for him and arranged for him to be the music director, but the leader must have some soldiers on his hands, otherwise he would become a poor commander.So he transferred three people from various departments to be used by Zhong Mingcan.The rooms on the seventh floor are quite special, because they are all composition studios and recording studios, so as long as you have an employee card from the A&R department, you can enter by swiping your card.Zhong Mingcan's entry preparations were too hasty, before people in the company had time to remind him of this, he was taken aback by three people who suddenly appeared in the room.

The tallest man stands in the middle, named Zhou Hang, he is the liveliest of the three, he always has a smiling face, the corners of his mouth are turned up, his eyes are shining, he is willing to think positively about everything, neither humble nor overbearing, use him In my own words, I don't know what cowardice is.Zhong Mingcan was very satisfied. This person has the demeanor of an aspiring young man.

Standing in the sun was a little girl, very short, no more than 1.6 meters by visual inspection, and wearing flat shoes.She was pale, wearing a pair of large black glasses with wide rims, covering two-thirds of her expression, she lowered her head slightly, not daring to look directly into Zhong Mingcan's eyes.Looking at her appearance, I don't know how much courage I mustered up when I sang the harmony just now.Her voice was soft and waxy, and she whispered: "My name is Luo Tiantian."

There was another man by the wall, even if there were only three people in front of him, he was still the one with the weakest sense of presence.At first glance, he looked like an elderly middle-aged uncle, thin and dry, without any movements or expressions, but his eyes were already sharp and alert.Only when Zhong Mingcan's gaze met his, he would put on a wrinkled smile, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth corroded by smoking. If you carefully distinguish, the curvature of the corner of his mouth is actually not the same as that of Zhou Hang. Same, but extra uncomfortable.

It seems to cater to you, but it doesn't really want to agree with you.

He said politely, with proficient "sincerity": "My name is Jiang Fan, I come from A&R, and I have been working as an editor before. It is a great honor to transfer to the music production department this time."

Zhou Yihang also smiled and continued: "Ah, I forgot to mention that I am also from A&R. I have just joined the job for half a year and I am still in the learning stage. I volunteered to come here. I hope I can learn more from you. Things, serve the company! Serve you!" The sonorous force.

Zhong Mingcan felt the pressure: "...you're welcome, I've just joined the job for three days and I'm still in the learning stage..."

Zhou Zhouhang was always smiling: "Hey, no matter how short it is, you are still my leader! Don't be modest! We have all heard your name for a long time!"

Zhong Mingcan felt strange: "I've heard it for a long time?"

"That's right! Did you write the song that was leaked by AIX last time? Brother Zhao and Sister Yao were full of praise at that time! It is said that even the boss of the media department fell in love with it. main."

The titles he mentioned, such as brother, sister, boss, and so on, Zhong Mingcan roughly matched the numbers, and he nodded: "Well, the boss of the media department is my good friend."

Zhou Hang choked up.Rather than being unable to answer the question because he couldn't answer the question, or because he blatantly revealed that he had a back door in the company, it was better because the content of this sentence was so unbelievable that he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Speaking of the prestige of the head of the media department, he has also experienced it himself. It is the shadow of his whole life, a dark memory that cannot be erased.To say how afraid he is of that person?It can be said that it has reached the point of conditioned reflex, for example, every time he presses the call button, his fingertips will tremble slightly.

Luo Tiantian took over the conversation: "I know, I have seen you come to Brother Daqiao several times, to be honest, we were all curious about who you are at that time! I used to be in the media department..."

Zhong Mingcan suddenly felt a sense of intimacy, as if meeting relatives and acquaintances.

His words softened, completely different from the conversation with the man just now: "Does Ge Qiao know that you have transferred?"

Zhou Zhouhang has a pair of young ears, and is particularly sensitive to distinguishing between black and white. He thought that Zhong Mingcan was also the kind of perverted person, so he turned his head and looked out of the window in a daze. It is disheartened form.

Luo Tiantian also felt the change in his attitude. On the one hand, she was suddenly a little happy that she was the "little red" here, and on the other hand, she was a little worried. She unconsciously took half a step back, folded her hands in front of her, and once again She lowered her head and looked away, only then did she regain her sense of security: "I know, the transfer of personnel, Brother Da Qiao wants to sign."

Zhong Mingcan then asked: "Did he not tell you anything?"

Luo Tiantian was taken aback, this sounded a bit strange, so he didn't care about himself?

"No... didn't say anything, just let me work hard and work hard, don't..." At this point, remembering Ge Qiao's casual tone at that time, she suddenly felt a little shy, "Don't just stare at the leader if you have nothing to do. look at the face..."

Zhong Mingcan suddenly chuckled, not knowing what he was thinking about, but his tone returned to the previous flat and distant tone: "Then you should listen to him carefully, work hard, and don't think about anything else."

Jiang Fan has been listening to the conversation of the three young people, like a lifeless sculpture.

This small welcome party ended soon. Zhong Mingcan's office is not big enough to accommodate so many people, so the office arranged for these three people by the company was transformed from another composition room, and all musical instruments and equipment were removed. , leaving a wall-mounted screen and a computer to edit the soundtrack.A large conference table was newly installed, and three people sat around here, which was regarded as an office place.When the business is not busy, you can still get together and chat, which is also warm and comfortable.

Zhong Mingcan stayed alone in the empty office and looked at the screen of his mobile phone. It was not yet eleven o'clock.

The last day of 2018, logically speaking, is only one-fifth of 360, and it should be the same as the other 360 four days, and it is fleeting.

But there are still thirteen hours before the New Year's Eve, with Ge Qiao.

Time flies really slowly.

Working overtime during holidays is extremely inefficient.

Ge Qiao tidied up the scattered documents on the table angrily. They were all just taken out of the printer, and they were still warm to the touch.

Let the people outside the door each compile a new planning idea, without even asking them to list the outline, it will be hard for this group of people to die.It was arranged at 08:30 in the morning, printed out before get off work was over at 06:30 in the evening, and finally a representative was sent to Ge Qiao's office.When a stack of A4 papers was handed over, Ge Qiao thought for a moment that he had become the class teacher in the school, leaving here to send and receive homework.

Can I see the content of this assignment?

Forget it, don't get your hopes up.

Ge Qiao even saw "December 2012" written on the signature date of a piece of paper, so he blatantly dealt with it.This person is quite smart, he chose the time before Ge Qiao entered the industry, as long as he repaired it, he would definitely not be able to see that it was copied.

But you don't even trim it properly, this is purely insulting Ge Qiao Baibai's IQ.

Ge Qiao whipped himself angrily in his heart, and he must not soften his heart in the future. He knew that they all liked to be lazy and play tricks, but he still gave him trust again and again. Do you think they appreciate it?He re-opened the word document, and began to type in despair, trying to pick out a few plausible solutions from the pile of rotten paper.

When I was busy, I forgot the time again.

After ten o'clock in the evening, Ge Qiao was the only one left on the tenth floor. The incandescent lamp with faint blue light outside the office door and the humming central air conditioner were still in operation. Light and warm air poured in through the crack of the door. It doesn't make a difference at six.

Someone is knocking on the door.

Before Ge Qiao could respond, the door was pushed open.The person outside the door didn't come in either, but leaned against the door frame and said weakly: "You are really capable, I have been waiting outside for three hours, and I have never seen you come out."

Only then did Ge Qiao look up, he almost forgot the New Year's Eve appointment with Zhong Mingcan.

He was a little ashamed: "Oh, I'm sorry, I had to hurry up and come up with a plan years ago, and there are only a few hours left. Didn't I just step on the tail and finish the job..."

The man who was almost integrated with the door frame still spoke softly, with a hint of begging in his voice: "Then can you get off work now? There may be no place to go to the central square now..."

"Let's go, let's go, I'm wearing a coat." Ge Qiao jumped up from the chair, picked up the clothes on the back of the chair and strode out quickly, and said with a smile when he passed by Zhong Mingcan, "Hey , You said, why didn't you come in and call me earlier?"

Isn't this the villain's first complaint?

However, Zhong Mingcan looked calm, nodded, and sincerely apologized: "Blame me."

Sure enough, the central square was crowded with people, and it was almost impossible to find a place to stay.For the first time, Ge Qiao knew that there were so many people in Pingjing City, and they were probably the same as himself, tired and hard but still full of hope, so he was eager to use a grand ceremony to help him gain a little courage to support the new year.

Zhong Mingcan led him through the crowd, squeezed into a remote corner, and stood under a tree. In the middle of winter, it was barren, with no leaves on the branches, and the surroundings were full of wild grass and loess, all of which were shrouded in darkness. Next, stained with a large area of ​​​​dark ink.This place is probably not a good angle to watch the New Year's countdown, so there are not many people, and it is still quiet. Ge Qiao hides here, stretches his neck and looks towards the center of the square. There is a small fountain there. In summer, at [-] o'clock in the evening There will be a musical fountain show at nine o'clock, and many people will bring their children to play, full of laughter and laughter. From a distance, it looks like a scene in a love soap opera.But in winter, it's no different than a concrete floor for people to pedal and ride.

Today, the area where the fountain is located is surrounded by several roadblocks, preventing people from entering.Because there will be fireworks there at midnight.

The meaning of New Year's Eve together in the square is probably only the fireworks.

"What time is it?" Ge Qiao couldn't wait.

Zhong Mingcan took out his mobile phone and looked at it: "It's 47:[-], we have to wait a little longer."

Ge Qiao was novel and excited: "This is the first time I've spent New Year's Eve outside!"

"How did you celebrate New Year's Eve before?"

Ge Qiao thought for a while and said: "Just stay at home and watch TV, or watch the New Year's Eve party, or just scroll through the phone, post on Weibo or Moments. Before going to college... I went to bed before twelve o'clock, maybe New Year's Eve in a dream..."

Really boring life.

It hasn't been a day or two since Zhong Mingcan felt sorry for him, Brother Big Qiao. The square was bustling with people, shoulder to shoulder, and occasionally the screams of children, which seemed particularly noisy amidst the suppressed and low-pitched whispers of people.Someone probably bumped into each other not far away, causing a little chaos. On such a festive day, this mistake can still be forgiven, so I just said "don't squeeze" and "sorry" to each other , and then they each returned to chatting with their peers and friends in high spirits.Taking advantage of this atmosphere, he suddenly raised his hand and touched the top of Ge Qiao's head to express his comfort.The hair between the fingers is very soft and slippery, and feels particularly good, because it has been exposed to the cold wind, and it still feels cool.

Feeling the pressure on his head, Ge Qiao turned his face to look at him, a little bewildered, a little curious, and still a little excited.In such a dark night, the flickering light in those eyes is really impossible to ignore.

This pair of looking forward and flying eyes, just like when they first met, pierced Zhong Mingcan's heart at once.

"Ge Qiao, your eyes are really pretty."

Hearing this, Ge Qiao blinked, and his eyes flicked back and forth on Zhong Mingcan's face: "Yes, did you know that?"

After a pause for a second, he suddenly said "Hey", straightened up and changed his standing posture, still staring at Zhong Mingcan's face, his face sank: "I found a problem, you seem to have not called me 'Brother Qiao' for a long time Just call me by my name, don't you think it's disrespectful?"

Zhong Mingcan ignored his finding faults that destroyed the atmosphere, moved the hand on top of Ge Qiao's head again, rubbed his hair a few times, and talked about other topics to himself: "Look, now we are, two Big men are coming to watch fireworks together on New Year's Eve, right?"

Ge Qiao's mood was fluttering, and he didn't care about the question of "no respect for elders" any more, and answered happily: "Yes!"

"Then do you know the circumstances under which two big men come to watch the New Year's Eve fireworks together?"

Ge Qiao didn't speak, but his intuition was sharper than his brain, he felt that the surrounding noises gradually became quieter, and Zhong Mingchan's voice was next to his ears, and the words were true.

"I didn't say that, you are really slow. I guess even if I have the patience to continue waiting, you still won't find out after ten years." Zhong Mingcan's hand swiped from the top of his head, and slowly fell back, suddenly It stopped at the back of his neck again, attached to it, and exerted a little force to keep his head from moving from side to side.The person in his hands is a little coward, he likes prostitutes and commits nympho, he is good at running away after teasing, and he is very incomprehensible, and he doesn't look at the world, so he has no choice but to hold him like this and let him stay where he is , Don't look around, don't run around, just hear every word clearly.

"Now we are on equal footing. I am not your artist, and you are not my leader. You don't have to be responsible to me, and you don't have to worry about my future. I don't need any of these."

"I like you, I'm not joking, I'm not teasing you, and I'm not teasing you. You don't have to answer me now, no matter what you think, I just hope you won't be scared away, let me work harder ..."

Zhong Mingcan spoke seriously, and Ge Qiao listened seriously, but he suddenly blurted out: "How much do you like it?"

In fact, Ge Qiao also wanted to give him some useful response, his heart was beating so loudly that he was a little dizzy, it must be because of joy, and he also knew that his thoughts about Zhong Mingcan were not pure at all.At least you should smile, a shy smile or a moved smile?But he couldn't move, let his heart continue to bang bang, let his brain continue to be dizzy.He is already 29 years old, and he is a homosexual through and through. No matter how desperately he tries to blend in with the crowd, and even strives to be better than others, he is still ruthlessly and casually classified as a "marginal group" by this society. .

For a person like him, feelings are probably just a shady thing that can't create any useful value. He has felt that way ever since he became aware of his sexuality.

Is this kind of "passive response to the world" what he deserves?

He also thought about this question when he was adolescence, but he was ignorant, and in the process of finding the answer, he only learned to surrender to reality: It doesn't matter, I'm still me, as long as I don't feel emotional.

Except for the nasty and tragic ambiguity in college, he has never been in a serious relationship. He only has timidity and awe for the love between the two, but the person in front of him is well versed in the art of speaking, giving himself, This left enough room for Ge Qiao to retreat, and he was not even sure how much impulsiveness and determination Zhong Mingcan's straightforward and simple "I like you" contained.He knows that he has a good skin. People often say that he is more beautiful than women. This is probably his natural weapon, but it is also a weakness that he cannot cut off.No matter how beautiful he is, he is also a man.And among those who pursue beautiful things like moths to a flame, how many of them fall into his appearance, but finally lose to his gender.

What exactly is the "like" that Zhong Mingcan said?

Liked enough to convince him to admit that the person he confessed to was a man?

Do you like to have the courage to face the strange eyes of countless strangers in the future?

Like enough to spend a lifetime together?

He is eager for success, judges others by himself, wants to believe but can't believe that he will really meet the one he loves one day.

Zhong Mingcan's rhythm of confession was suddenly interrupted by Ge Qiao, coupled with the tension in his heart, he forgot the words all of a sudden, his mind went blank, he opened his mouth with a dull expression, but still didn't say anything.

Finally, he sighed.

At this moment, there was a loud "bang" in the distance, and two golden fireworks exploded in the sky, and the flames sprayed out instantly illuminated the faces of everyone in the square.

The crowd surged, and someone took the lead in shouting.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

More and more people joined in, and the square was filled with extreme excitement. They gradually became uncontrollable. In several places, male voices yelled at the top of their voices because they were too excited.

"Seven, six..."

People shouted and cheered under the gorgeous fireworks, and everyone's sight was taken away by those fleeting, illusory colored lights, and people kept crowding forward, pushing out layer after layer of human waves .No one cares. On the periphery of the crowd, under a bare tree, a beautiful confession was brought into a stalemate stage. Both the confessor and the confessed fell into silence.

"Five, four, three..."

Zhong Mingcan finally made a move when the third firework exploded. He pulled Ge Qiao around to the other side of the tree trunk, raised his hand and put his coat and hat on him, moving slowly, as if he was afraid of scaring him The little animal in his arms is extraordinarily gentle.

Ge Qiao followed Zhong Mingcan with his gaze, obediently led him away, and stood with his back against the tree trunk.That damn big black hat once again restricted his vision, and the New Year fireworks that he had been looking forward to for several days exploded one after another behind him, but he didn't take a look at them.I don't know if this should be counted as the last regret of 2018 or the first regret of 2019.

"Two, one!"

"Happy New Year!"

Ge Qiao suddenly felt that his bangs were pulled aside, and a kiss fell on his forehead, which was cool and very comfortable.

Then there was the brow bone, and he simply closed his eyes.

Then it was the left eyelid. The warm breath sprayed on his forehead, and the broken hair on his forehead trembled slightly.

The kiss suddenly became a little hot, soft and wet, and wrapped around the tip of his nose alive, staying for two or three seconds longer.

Finally, it should be the lips.He was a little nervous, his heart was in his throat, he held his breath, and his fingertips and kneecaps also trembled.

But the expected kiss never fell.

After waiting for a long time, he was almost unable to hold his breath, and opened his eyes to secretly observe the situation on the other side.He saw Zhong Mingcan's face close at hand, looking at him with a smile.

Seeing that this person must be planning to start teasing him again, Ge Qiao exhaled the breath that almost suffocated him, opened his eyes wide, and the shame that came to his heart instantly made him want to curse, but the words still Before he could say anything, Zhong Mingcan's face suddenly approached again, and the kiss that belonged to his lips finally fell unexpectedly.

The kiss went so far, it was very shallow, so shallow that Ge Qiao withdrew before he could feel it properly. He unconsciously leaned forward to meet him, and then was held down by Zhong Mingcan's shoulder.

He put his head on Ge Qiao's shoulder and laughed, sounding relaxed and happy.The laughter was very soft, brushing against Ge Qiao's ears through a layer of hat, making him itchy, half of his face began to faintly numb.After a while, Zhong Mingcan finally spoke, with a smile in his words: "Okay, I get it, you like me too."

Ge Qiao was stunned for a few seconds, and then "hummed", probably because he felt that he had been very passive just now, being suppressed by the person in front of him everywhere, and he was very embarrassed.He hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and patted Zhong Mingcan's back, his throat was tight, and his legs might be trembling a little, but he still pretended to be strong: "If you know, let me go, let me know if the tree is dirty or not." Lean on it?"

There was another chuckle in his ear.

"Hurry up, don't think that people won't know I'm a man if you wear a hat on me. Do you think women who are 1.8 meters are very common?"

The man leaned on his body and did not move.

He couldn't persuade him even if he said it horizontally, Ge Qiao had no choice but to stay where he was quietly and let him suppress him.There was endless night in front of him, there were no street lights, and there were no fireworks, everything was only a blurred outline, and his eyesight became useless, so he simply closed his eyes.There was the sound of Zhong Ming's charming breathing, and he could even vaguely smell a pungent smell of gunpowder floating in the air. After careful identification, there might be a little bit of sandalwood. He was thinking, is this the smell of love?The compound of sulfur and charcoal powder is not charming at all, it is really choking.

It's exciting though.

I don't know how long it took, but the square gradually returned to peace.He couldn't see behind, he didn't know if the people in the square had completely dispersed, and he didn't know if they noticed that there were two people hugging each other under the tree here.

A strange warmth suddenly surged in his heart, scratching the tip of his heart, itching so much that he unconsciously smiled.

"Little boyfriend, do you want to skip work tomorrow?"

The author has something to say: As for the outline, there are actually two chapters before we talk about love.But I can't take it anymore! !I just want to press their heads and tell them to go to sleep for me! !

I!finally!Can!Write love daily!Thank goodness thank you for not giving up...