Aesthetics of Violence [Entertainment]

Ge Qiao didn't break his promise. When he returned to the hotel that night, he planned to explain everything that happened today.

The sofa in the hotel was too small to hold two people, so they had to sit cross-legged on the bed facing each other. Ge Qiao reached the remote control to turn on the TV and tuned to a news channel. Some background music.

He let out a breath, twisted his body, and said in a leisurely way: "You ask, I'm ready."

Zhong Mingcan was also unambiguous, they were all adults, and he opened up the words, no one need to torture anyone, he asked: "Is that person your first love?"

No matter how Ge Qiao claimed to understand Zhong Mingcan's mind, he still didn't expect him to ask such a jealous question as soon as he came up.

He was so anxious that he waved his hands along with his head: "No, no."

"You tell the truth, I'm not jealous."

It really doesn't smell like vinegar at all.

Ge Qiao just thought it was funny, and he emphasized it again, "It's really not." Seeing Zhong Mingcan's unmoving smile, he knew that he still had at least 20.00% of his doubts. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly sighed, with a deliberate tone of voice Seeing the injury and grievance, he curled his lips, "You also saw it today, so do you think that person is worthy of me?"

"...not worthy." After answering, Zhong Mingcan felt that something was wrong, so Zhong Mingcan quickly shut up.Before he could ask anything, he was turned into an army.

He didn't want to gain the upper hand in this matter, so he continued to ask: "Then explain why he called you 'Senior' first."

"Because he's my junior. I'm two grades older than him. Do you know what it means? You're an undergraduate in China, right? Hey, you should know even if you're studying abroad. I'm a junior. He was a freshman when I was a freshman, and he was a sophomore when I was a senior. Between us," he stretched out his right hand and made a "two", "the difference is two grades."

Zhong Mingcan leaned over, grabbed Ge Qiao's two outstretched fingers and pressed them down on the bed quilt. He frowned, very dissatisfied with Ge Qiao's attitude, it was not serious.

"You know what I mean," he said.

Ge Qiao was pressed hard by him, and he understood that the direction of this night talk should probably be towards the serious side, and finally calmed down, he nodded obediently, "You mean, ask what is the relationship between me and him?" ,Right?"

Zhong Ming said nothing, but pursed his lips again.

"I used to be the president of the student union for a while, he was my junior, because he had a better relationship with me, so after he became my successor, someone said that there was something between the two of us, and then I came out in the university by the way It’s done.” He spoke concisely, without giving him a chance to react, picked up a few key points and finished speaking quickly, paused, smiled again, and slowed down his speech, “That’s it, it’s very simple, it’s actually a The misunderstanding brought him a lot of trouble, so meeting now is a bit embarrassing."

Zhong Mingcan thought about Ge Qiao's story in a few words, and was speechless for a while.

"Are you still jealous?" Ge Qiao tilted his head and asked innocently.

Zhong Mingcan glanced at it and immediately turned his eyes away. He was very guilty: "...don't eat."

Ge Qiao chuckled again. He lowered his eyes and moved the hand that was being held down. Zhong Mingcan quickly let go of him, but there was already a small red mark on the back of the white hand.

"You should keep eating," he said with a smile, "I was really attracted to him at the time."

As soon as this remark came out, Zhong Mingcan immediately stared at him with rounded eyes, every inch of hair was showing tension.

"I'm so old, can I still not have a crush, don't you think so?"

"Then does he know that you have a crush on him?" This question was a bit difficult, and his voice became a little rough. After asking, he cleared his throat.

"Maybe I don't know, maybe I know," Ge Qiao was very indifferent, "At that time, I was 'rejected' before I even said it."

"Why?" Zhong Mingcan couldn't understand for a while, he didn't have the empathy of a straight man of steel. For a good person like Ge Qiao, fortunately, he acted in time, otherwise he would have been abducted by others.

"He said, if you are a girl, senior, I must date you. It's a pity, but it's good to be a brother."

"Then you... Have you always had a good relationship with him?"

"I don't want to have more than one younger brother, so why bother? And after being 'rejected', I resigned from the post, each has their own busy affairs, and I don't have time to contact them again."

"But didn't you say that you were tempted by him..." Zhong Mingcan's voice became weaker and weaker, but he was still really enjoying himself, and he couldn't stop feeling sour when he said the last two words.

Ge Qiao was speechless, quietly watching his awkward appearance, thinking about something seriously.

If you don't seize the time to say something clearly now, you may never be able to ask it again when it's done.

It was the last layer of window paper he supported on his heart. It was secret but strong. It was the last line of defense for Ge Qiao's cold heart. With it, it meant that Ge Qiao left room for himself to retreat.In fact, you can continue to live even if you can't break it, but it will make the famous clock on the window paper look not transparent after all.

Ge Qiao collected himself and finally made a decision.

He didn't want to retreat, and he didn't want to leave room for himself.At that moment, the faint pain in my heart reappeared.

Let's throw away the line of defense or something, even if it's a knife and a bloody hole from now on, he will recognize it.

Ge Qiao never allowed himself to make the same mistake a second time.If he played the wrong piano, he would stop playing the piano; if he was attracted to the wrong person, he would call himself seven emotions and six desires.His personality is so twisted, he was originally sharper than anyone else, but he wanted to act stronger than anyone else. This is his way of self-protection. He has used it since he was very young, and it has always been effective.

He thought that he should be more tolerant towards Zhong Mingcan, and he was willing to give it another chance.

When he opened his mouth, he spoke very slowly, as if he was afraid that Zhong Mingcan would not be able to understand: "I'm a person, but in fact, it's easy to give affection, and maybe I haven't even figured out whether it's true or not. Do you think I'm tempted? I really moved, but when I knew there was no result, I didn’t feel uncomfortable. This might not even count as a “like”? But who can be so clear? People like us, we leave it to ourselves to find out There is really not much time for true love, and how many people can only live their lives alone in the end.

For me, a momentary heartbeat is very precious, because of this, if I meet someone of the same kind, I don’t want to let go, forcing myself to believe that meeting is a good relationship, it seems that only in this way can I feel better, I don’t know Will you be like this too? "

Ge Qiao looked straight at Zhong Mingcan, and seemed to smile, but it seemed that he just moved the corners of his mouth.

Zhong Mingcan heard the meaning behind the words.

Ge Qiao is reminding himself, don't mistake the momentary fascination for true feelings, it's too late to regret it now.

He felt amused and annoyed, at this point, why was he still thinking about such an impossible thing.But Zhong Mingcan didn't intend to answer the question according to the train of thought that Ge Qiao had left for him, so he also stared straight back and kept his mouth shut.

As long as he was silent, Ge Qiao waited with him.

The news program on TV had finished broadcasting, and the calm and solemn tone of the broadcast disappeared, replaced by festive and noisy commercials one after another, but the joy and joy could not penetrate the two people sitting cross-legged on the bed.

Ge Qiao suddenly regretted that he impulsively asked about the hidden wavering that no one would know unless he said it. He made this night talk heavy.

But when Zhong Mingcan spoke, he changed the topic to an irrelevant one, "Ge Qiao, do you know what my name means?"

Ge Qiao was stunned, not understanding what he meant.

Zhong Mingcan didn't care, he continued: "Famous and famous, famous all over the world, brilliant and brilliant."

"It's a good moral."

"Yes, very good," Zhong Mingcan smiled. He seemed to be tired from sitting cross-legged. This posture was indeed a bit forced for his long legs. He put the pillow between the edge of the bed and the wall, moved over and leaned against it. Above, Ge Qiao was pulled again, making him lean his back against the pillow and hug him into his arms, "It's a pity that it doesn't belong to me."

Ge Qiao leaned his head on his shoulder, quietly waiting for the next sentence.

"The day before I was born, my mother had a dream. She dreamed that she would become the principal of the orchestra, and my father would become the leader of the orchestra. They stood on the stage of Carnegie Hall together. My mother woke up. Then I told my father, and my father was also very happy when he found out, this is a good omen, for the common dream of two people, they named me this name, which is famous all over the world, brilliant and brilliant." Zhong Mingcan rubbed Ge Qiao's hair with his head sideways , still soft, still a bit cold, "Don't you think it's weird? You don't expect me to be famous all over the world, brilliant and brilliant. This name has nothing to do with me."

This was the first time Zhong Mingcan brought up family matters to Ge Qiao, but Ge Qiao didn't move, just listened.

"They didn't expect anything from me, they didn't care, they weren't close at all, they were really good violinists, conductors, respected, good partners, but they were never very Good couples are not good parents. I have been with them for so many years, and no one taught me how to express love. I still don't quite understand what you mean by heartbeat. "

"However, God still had mercy on me and let me meet you. The first time I saw you, it was very similar to my first exposure to music. Rachmaninoff, do you know him? It's me I don’t know if it’s love at first sight, but I know that feeling is special, it’s surprise, it’s exclamation, it’s…” He tried to find another suitable adjective, but failed, after thinking about it, Continued, "It's different from any other emotion and can't be expressed in words. Is this the 'true feeling' you mentioned? I don't know." He patted Ge Qiao lightly shoulder, "Do you still remember that I greeted you three times?"

Again, this is it.Ge Qiao replied honestly: "I remember." Although he still didn't know which three times it was.

"No matter which time, the feeling you gave me has not disappeared. I just want to know you, especially, every time is more urgent. You can say that the first time was just because of surprise, and the second time there was still a little hesitation. What about the third time? The third time is enough to confirm your mind."

"Just because you reported your name three times," Ge Qiao raised his head and stared at his jawline, "are you sure you're really in love with me?"

"It's amazing, isn't it?" Zhong Mingcan chuckled suddenly, "I also think it's very amazing, but who can say for sure about this kind of thing? I learned to speak when I was two, and I didn't learn to walk until I was three. I am mentally handicapped, and my parents almost abandoned me because of it, but you see, I am now a musical genius who is highly sought after by Ge Qiao."

In the end, he took on a cadenced tone, unable to conceal his pride.Ge Qiao was also amused by his tone, he moved into Zhong Mingcan's arms again, wrapped his arms around his waist, and let out a long breath.

"This is the first time you've told me this..."

Zhong Mingcan gently stroked his back: "Then can you feel at ease now?"

Ge Qiao was a little embarrassed by this question, bit his lower lip, and quickly changed the subject: "I just have a question that I want to ask, you say hello three times, the first time is in the corridor, and the third time is in the recording studio , when was the second time?"

"The men's restroom on the east side of the third floor of Lihuang Hotel, you are washing your hands, I will recognize you first."

Ge Qiao frowned and thought for a long time. The name Lihuang Hotel was a bit familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"You seemed a little drunk at the time. When I called you, you told me not to go to the private room in 307. The boss there likes a man like me."

Ge Qiao said "Fuck me" in his heart, and finally remembered.

Isn't that the time when Yangli used the excuse of Kong Qingshan to trick him into meeting Mr. Huang and the others?Just because of Yangli's insidious old bastard who didn't accomplish much, he got himself into big trouble with that surnamed Wang.

"Why did you go there again?"

"My father and mother's orchestra finished their overseas concert, and I went to their celebration banquet."

Ge Qiao suddenly had a bad premonition, he hesitated for a while, thought over and over again, and finally asked: "Is your father Zhong Suyuan, Mr. Zhong?"

"Yes," Zhong Mingchan was surprised, "How do you know?"

That's right, how could Ge Qiao know?

Speaking of this, it was already more than half a year ago.

Not long after that disgusting gangster party, when AIX had just confirmed the comeback schedule and needed to release the comeback news to fans in advance, it happened to come across the news that the Symphony Orchestra of the Central Grand Theater had successfully completed its overseas tour and returned to China, although it was not much of a sensation However, if someone with a heart wants to list them one by one in Vienna, the Berlin Philharmonic Hall, the Royal Concertgebouw in Amsterdam, the Suntory Concert Hall in Japan, etc., it is both face-saving and forceful.

The father of one of the members of AIX is the principal player of the brass section of the orchestra, and this is where the problem lies.

The AIX member, his father, and the orchestra leader both have the surname Zhong.

So Ge Qiao took the opportunity to use the "double happiness between father and son" to create momentum for AIX's comeback, but in the copy, he deliberately blurred the identities of the two outstanding musicians—Chief Zhong and Conductor Zhong—only referred to as "Father Zhong".

As soon as this subtle news came out, the first thing fans thought of was of course the most famous and most powerful Mr. Zhong Suyuan.Although it was quickly found out later that the father of the AIX member was not Mr. Zhong Suyuan, but another chief performer. Although he was not as noble as a conductor, his chief status was still admirable.

Looking back at the news, Ge Qiao did not mislead clearly from the beginning to the end. In the end, it can only be regarded as a misunderstanding caused by the masses themselves who were too excited, so in the end, the enthusiasm gradually subsided , but did not attract a little bit of criticism for AIX.

It can be said to be a very successful marketing, and it is also a very gentle and lovely way to "get hot".

However, Ge Qiao didn't dare to let Zhong Mingcan know that he had asked someone else to pretend to be the son of the conductor Zhong.

"It's nothing, it's just that I have always admired this conductor."

"If you want to see him, I can take you to meet him. My father is a very nice person, and I will probably be able to chat with you."

"No, no, no," Ge Qiao quickly denied it before he thought about it, and suddenly realized that this would be his father-in-law in the future, so he couldn't help being a little interested, "Well, your parents, who is easier to get along with, more... Hmm... be more open-minded?"

"Father." Zhong Mingcan replied without hesitation.

Ge Qiao still felt a little surprised, maybe because their family is strong in women and weak in men?That's what he asked too.

"No, it's just that my father is closer to me. When I was studying in the United States, one day he happened to go there to perform, so he brought me a few packs of mustard, the kind of mustard that can only be bought in the store in front of my house. , He said this can be eaten with bread." He spoke very fluently, as if he had memorized the lines, and it was obvious that he had shown off hundreds of thousands of times.With fluttering, as if thinking of this incident, my heart will be so happy that it will bubble up.

Ge Qiao remained silent, he just tightened the arms around Zhong Mingcan's waist again.

Zhong Mingcan felt the strength in his waist, and smiled: "So, don't use these words to test me again, I love you, and I will always love you."

In his voice, there were still bubbles of happiness from a bag of mustard greens just now, and taking advantage of the good atmosphere, he confessed his love to Ge Qiao again.

Ge Qiao's reaction this time was faster than when he accepted the confession last time, and it was easier to distinguish the emotions in it.

"But you don't even want to do it with me..." Ge Qiao lowered his head and muttered in a very low voice. He remembered that he had failed in molesting several times, and he was extremely wronged.

No matter how small the voice was, it was said to the ear. Zhong Mingcan was startled by this resentful raving. He raised his hand to touch Ge Qiao's ear, and rubbing his earlobe seemed to have become a habitual action. Happy or helpless, Ge Qiao's soft earlobes are his best choice.

"How much do you want?" He laughed with a trill in his words, "I just want to hear you seriously say 'I love you' first, why do you seem to be paying attention to other places all the time."

Ge Qiao was silent again.

It seems that he still doesn't want to say it.Zhong Mingcan thought to himself.He is also very helpless, but there is nothing he can do. The person he likes is so awkward and suspicious, what can he do?

take it easy.

He closed his eyes, wanting to hug Ge Qiao quietly for a while longer.

This is also very good, anyway, he knows how to give more than accept.

At this time, Ge Qiao in his arms began to struggle, he slipped out of his arms suddenly, stretched his legs and turned over, directly straddled Zhong Mingcan's lap, threw himself forward to hug his neck, and stuck it to his ear .

The action is coherent and done in one go.

This time, the words were neither too fast nor too slow, neither loud nor small, so that the people in front of him could hear them clearly.

"I love you, you can listen to it as many times as you want in the future, I tell you every day, many times, especially after twelve o'clock in the evening, let me say until my voice is hoarse and I can't speak anymore ,OK?"

The author has something to say: Alright, alright, it's time for the finale. From now on, when the moon is dark and the night is high, Ge Qiao will be blessed. [There is no finale, don't listen to her nonsense! 】