Aesthetics of Violence [Entertainment]

"Director Zhu, you don't think I was joking with you that day, do you?"

Huang Xiangyan's voice sounds particularly cheerful. In fact, he has had a lot of bad things recently, but for some reason, every time he thinks of Zhu Zan, his mood will be subtly excited.

It was even more exciting to think about what they were talking about now.

Zhu Zan was sitting in the office, and the moment he received Huang Xiangyan's call, he felt that there was going to be big trouble. At this moment, he tried to be calm: "I just think it's too obvious. Dong Linzhi's group has won three championships. If If Feng Lan's group wins the championship suddenly, the audience will definitely become suspicious."

"If the show crew doesn't want a person to win, how can that person win?"

Huang Xiangyan said lightly, but Zhu Zan's brows became more and more wrinkled.

Huang Xiangyan, however, was enjoying the great pleasure brought by the silence on the other end. With a smile in his words, he continued: "Reversal, unexpected, dark horse counterattack, isn't this what the audience is more interested in?"

Zhu Zan let out a sigh of relief, "Every champion should deserve his name, and the program team has no right to intervene. If you insist on this, please withdraw your capital, little program director, it's not worth the effort of the young master." .”

"Don't," Huang Xiangyan snorted, "If you missed me, where would you expect to find such a foolish and rich financial backer?"

Zhu Zan almost scolded, he squeezed his palm hard, and managed to calm down.

"A small program director, who can afford to drive an A8L and buy an AJ co-branded model, his family background must not be much worse, right?" Huang Xiangyan snuffed out the cigarette butt between his fingers, and wisps of smoke floated out of the ashtray. "You are also a young master at home, right? Then you should understand how I feel..."

Zhu Zan waited for his next words: "What mood?"

"The path your parents arranged for you is actually not suitable for you. I'm tired of being disciplined by them. I can't get the people and things I like." Huang Xiangyan paused, waiting for Zhu Zan's response on the other end of the phone.

Zhu Zan was still indifferent at first, but when he heard the last sentence, his hands shook slightly.

Of course, Huang Xiangyan couldn't see this little move, and before he could respond, he had no choice but to continue singing a one-man show: "To be honest, I want to be independent from my family, invest in the entertainment industry, wait for money to make money, and live happily. For you It is said that this is just a competition, but this competition may determine my future relationship, think about it for me, Feng Lan, who is all-round and exquisite, and Dong Linzhi, who thinks he is noble, who do you think is more suitable?"

Huang Xiangyan showed reason and emotion, and actually won Zhu Zan's three-second hesitation.

He knew that in front of him was a life-threatening fire pit, and he had the right to choose who to push down.

"I think you shouldn't hesitate," Huang Xiangyan pushed the ashtray away from where Zhu Zan couldn't see. Chances are, who do you want to work with us in the future?"

When Zhu Zan returned home full of worries, Ge Qiao was accompanying Hu Zhinan to chase the prime time Anti-Japanese War drama.

Zhu Zan stood in the kitchen and looked towards the living room for a long time, his heart was pounding, he could hardly hold the fruit knife steadily, he made a random fruit plate, and ran over to Ge Qiao. She put it aside, then obediently sat down next to him, and remained silent.

Ge Qiao ignored him, leaned over and put a piece of apple into his mouth, and nudged Hu Zhinan, who was addicted to the TV drama, with his elbow, motioning for him to eat together.

Compared with endurance, Zhu Zan is no match for Ge Qiao.

He couldn't bear it any longer, and it was better to kill or cut him to death than Ling Chi's half-life.During the day, he hung up Huang Xiangyan's phone and immediately sent a text message to Ge Qiao. He knew that he was powerless to deal with this situation, so who else could be blamed?

It's not like I can only blame myself for getting carried away and provoking the wrong partner, and now I can't get rid of it even if I want to get rid of it.

But I have become such an unlucky person, I can't bring my friends in anymore.

Fortunately, Huang Xiangyan "showed great mercy" and left him a retreat, allowing him to decide whether to pull Feng Lan into the game or pull Dong Linzhi and Zhong Mingcan into the game.

Zhu Zan is in a dilemma, either pushing his friends into the fire pit for the innocence of his program, or hacking his friends' games to protect them from being haunted by evil spirits.

The guilt in his heart made him anxious all day long, but when he saw Ge Qiao, he found that the man ignored his apology message at all, and explained the reason with a shy face, but Ge Qiao still didn't respond.

"Aren't you going to ask any more questions?" Zhu Zan asked tentatively.

Ge Qiao squinted at him and asked, "Where did you buy the apples? Sour."

Hu Zhinan chuckled beside him.

"Brother Qiao, don't be like this, just give me a good time..."

Ge Qiao sighed, put down the little fork in his hand, and with a crisp "clang", he finally looked at Zhu Zan, but there was no mockery, disappointment or blame in his expression as Zhu Zan expected, it was probably more like hating iron. Gang: "How capable are you, you dare to take the initiative to provoke the family surnamed Huang."

Zhu Zan did not expect that people from the Huang family had such virtues.

He has been fooling around with rich second-generation officials since he was a child in Yingcheng. Some are arrogant, some are arrogant, some are smooth, and some are indifferent to the world. But most of these people's lives are rich and simple. No matter how rich a person is, he can't make it to the sky.The mistake was that he took it for granted that the rich second-generation officials and second-generation officials in the whole world were nothing more than this. How could he have seen such a cunning, insidious, shameless weasel like Huang Xiangyan?

"I know I was wrong." He lowered his head and honestly admitted his mistake.

"Why are you apologizing to me? It has nothing to do with me." Ge Qiao shifted his gaze to the TV screen again.

Zhu Zan's throat twitched, and he didn't know why his first thought was to ask Ge Qiao to plead guilty, obviously at this time he should go to Zhong Mingcan or Dong Linzhi the most.

"Don't talk to the two of them about it, it will affect your mood too much." Ge Qiao seemed to have heard his heartfelt voice.

Zhu Zan was startled, but said nothing.

The fruit plate was happily eaten by Hu Zhinan alone, but the conversation between Zhu Zan and Ge Qiao stagnated.After a while, the anti-Japanese war drama on TV had finished an episode, and the lengthy commercial time began.

Ge Qiao asked suddenly: "Are you planning to continue working in the TV station?"

Zhu Zan replied: "I only need to do two more programs on the TV station, and when I have experience, I will go out and do it on my own."

"Your parents support you?"

"They don't understand this business, they just said to give me financial support when the time comes."

"Then do you think you can get rid of Huang Xiangyan by leaving the TV station?"

Zhu Zan kept silent, he couldn't answer.

Ge Qiao was helpless, but he couldn't do anything. He watched Zhu Zan's eyes gradually dim, looked at him arching his back and lowering his head, and said, "Just do as Huang Xiangyan wants. Compared with you, the champion of the competition, I am Worried about you more."

Even if Huang Xiangyan interfered, the show would still go on.

But today is very different.

After the show was over, the evening news had already started, but Ge Qiao didn't cling to Zhong Mingcan to celebrate his victory like in the past.

"Don't watch it, you've watched it eight hundred times." Zhong Mingcan hugged Ge Qiao in his arms, buried his head in his neck, and said in a muffled voice.

Ge Qiao was busy dragging the progress bar, with an evil smile on his face: "How cute, it's all right, who hasn't made a mistake yet?"

After the eighth episode of "New Voice Against the Current" aired, the fourth game ended, and the Internet was instantly buzzing.

In the search bar of Ge Qiao's Weibo, there is a line of words - "Zhong Mingcan's mistake". This title appears in the hot search list. If you don't click on it one by one, you really can't figure out the person who spoke with this label Whether you are regretting or gloating.

Ge Qiao summed up silently while brushing, most people felt sorry for Dong Linzhi, and some voices were saying, "If you don't have diamonds, don't take on porcelain work. , but not a climate.

The cause of the matter is this.

In the fourth competition, Dong Linzhi and Zhong Mingcan were drawn to adapt the excerpts of "The Phantom of the Opera" into hip-hop music. The two of them already had a tacit understanding. When they got the task, apart from anything else, one started to arrange the music, and the other started to record. , went very well.

The variable comes from the last recording before the game. The scriptwriter of the show met them in a Vietnamese restaurant and bought a bowl of steaming rice noodles for each of them. In the smoky room, the scriptwriter put on a big smiling face, and the words he said were straight-forward. Shi: "You are too good, there is almost no suspense in the game, if this continues, the audience will get tired of watching it sooner or later, so, this game should be played by the two of you together?"

It seemed to be an inquiry, but in fact it was just a polite notification that the script of the show had already been drawn up, and there was no room for the two of them to object.

With three days left before the official competition, Zhong Mingcan was forced to find a gap to insert a section of rap that he thought was superfluous. He hurriedly memorized the lyrics, and only then did he catch up with the last rehearsal .

As for the program team, the news was released early on, saying that this competition will be the debut of the talented music producer Zhong Mingcan, and he will bring a brand new opera-style rap to the audience. God, it's so much anticipated.

It's game day.

In the backstage lounge, Zhong Mingcan was holding a bottle of mineral water, staring at the gray-white wall in a daze. He had just been tossed by the makeup artist, and there was a small blue clip clipped above his ear.

Seeing his distraught appearance, Dong Linzhi stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, comforting him: "Don't be nervous, just treat it as a cultural performance, you must have performed in your school, it's no different from that kind of performance."

Zhong Mingcan's mood, which had already calmed down, was slapped up and down by Dong Linzhi's slap again.

"In school, it is mostly used as an accompaniment background board, and this is the first time to perform in front of people."

Dong Linzhi was surprised: "Have you never been on stage before?"

Zhong Mingcan shook his head: "No."

Dong Lin couldn't believe it, and asked again: "Not once?"

For Dong Linzhi, who lives on the stage, this kind of thing sounds incredible. Zhong Mingyan smiled, and he promised: "I will work hard and try not to be too amateurish, so as not to hold you back."

However, their group of contestants has released countless poisonous milk since the first episode of the show, and this time it actually poisoned Zhong Mingcan.

It was fine during the rehearsal, but when it came to the official stage, something went wrong with Zhong Mingcan's microphone.As soon as he sang the first note, his heart skipped a beat.

There is no sound from the microphone at all!

He panicked immediately, and Dong Linzhi beside him had rich experience and reacted extremely quickly. He immediately moved to his side calmly and handed over his microphone.

It happened to be a very dynamic melody, similar to an interlude. If Zhong Mingcan took Dong Linzhi's microphone and immediately sang it as if nothing had happened, most of the audience might not have noticed the little accident just now.

However, blessings come without pairs, and misfortunes never come singly.Zhong Mingcan got the intact microphone and opened his mouth, but still no sound came out.

His mind went blank, and he even forgot the words.

In fact, he can find many excuses to excuse himself. For example, he only slept for less than an hour last night. For example, he added this rap only three days before the game under the "obscenity" of the scriptwriter of the show. For example, he has never had stage experience. Suddenly something went wrong, and he forgot his words when he got nervous.

However, the script of the last episode has already told the audience that this rap is a gift he gave back to fans and friends, or a request he made to the program group to appear on stage.

But he didn't sing a word.

Zhong Mingcan was at war with heaven and man, and Lei Zi also yelled in the background: "My God, who gave him a broken microphone, did no one check it before going on stage?!"

He ran up to Zhu Zan, danced and danced, his face full of horror: "Daddy Daoer, do you want to stop and let them do it all over again?"

Zhu Zan glared at him and asked, "Who gave them the privilege?"

Lei Zi choked in his throat, not daring to speak.

Just like that, Zhong Mingcan stood on the stage in a daze for 4 minutes, looking at the audience in blank dismay.Dong Linzhi had no choice but to perform on the spot from memory, and barely finished the whole piece alone.

The mistake was irreversible, and the audience was very calm, which made them eat the first No.1 since the start of the game.

Now, the whole internet knows that the high-profile debut of a talented music producer turned into a joke.

The Internet has given netizens the greatest freedom, and the good and the malicious come together to outline the truth of the world.

Lying in Zhong Mingcan's arms, Ge Qiao changed into a more comfortable position, and kindly read fans' comments for him, which was right to soothe his hurt little heart.

The cheering words of the fans were said by Ge Qiao in a tone, which was extremely shameful. Zhong Mingchan blushed and couldn't help covering Ge Qiao's mouth, "Shut up."

Ge Qiao stopped talking, half of his face was covered by a pair of big hands and he was still smiling, his exhaled breath turned into water in his eyes, and he stared at Zhong Mingcan without blinking.

When Zhong Mingcan saw his eyes, he was taken aback for a moment, and after a while, he suddenly laughed too, let go of his hand, and then put his whole body on it again, he said, "Forget it, you should open your mouth."

This day is indeed different from the past. The moon is hidden behind the dark clouds, and the light outside the curtain cannot penetrate. It seems that it will be dark early.