Aesthetics of Violence [Entertainment]

After the "Music Lab" project started, there were more and more materials to sort out. Zhong Mingcan bought a stapler for his family. Every time Ge Qiao stayed at Zhong Mingcan's house for the night, he could hear "click click" coming from the studio in the morning. Click" movement.

Zhong Mingcan came out of the house with a stack of blank papers in his arms, saw Ge Qiao eating breakfast, and asked, "Are you going to drive by yourself in the afternoon or shall I go with you?"

Ge Qiao was sleepy, slowly chewed a piece of bread, and said, "I'll drive myself."

"Okay, then let's meet at the entrance of the mall."

Originally, he made an appointment to go to the mall to buy some things after get off work today, but Ge Qiao suddenly said that he would go back to the apartment to get the laptop first, and he was in a hurry to use it tomorrow, so there was no delay.

"Either you can slowly move the things from the apartment to this side," Zhong Mingcan picked up the empty plates and took them back to the kitchen and put them in the sink. "Anyway, you will have to move them sooner or later."

Ge Qiao raised his voice and laughed through the kitchen door: "Are you inviting me to live together? Speak up, it's too casual for you!"

Zhong Mingcan laughed helplessly, shook off the water drops on his hands, and walked out to lean on the door frame. This time, his attitude was much more serious, and he said word by word: "Comrade Ge Qiao, would you like to move here and live with me?" ?”

Ge Qiao was happy in his heart, but he still pretended to be distressed. He frowned and thought about it, and counted his belongings bit by bit: "My evergreen 'flesh thorn', and the sound of the rain you gave me utensils, an ugly bear and an ugly elephant, a few books, a drawer of documents, two suitcases, one large and one small, and a wardrobe of clothes..." As he talked, he found that his luggage was quite a lot. Quite a lot, I couldn't help but really worry, "There are so many things, when will I move them?"

"Get the important things first, so that you don't have to run back to get them when you need them like today."

Ge Qiao's playfulness came up again, he gave full play to his "idiot beauty", and asked blankly: "What is the important thing?"

Zhong Mingcan glanced at Ge Qiao, understood it clearly, and opened his mouth to answer: "Forget about anything else, remember to bring back the rain sounder, that is the most important."

Ge Qiao laughed until he lost his eyes.

After busying himself in the office, he left work early and drove halfway across the city. It was already dark when he arrived at the entrance of the shopping mall to find a parking space. Zhong Mingcan didn't know how long he had been waiting. He stood under a tree next to the parking lot. , put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head and paced back and forth slowly, Ge Qiao rushed over, not breathing well, and said "sorry" three times in a row.

Zhong Mingcan patted him on the back to help him calm down, "Don't worry, don't worry, I just arrived too."

That's what he said, but seeing him rushing into the heated shopping mall, Ge Qiao raised his hand to touch his ear, it was cold and a little red, and he touched Zhong Mingcan's cheek with the back of his hand, It was equally cold.

Ge Qiao scolded: "Can't you come in and wait?"

Zhong Mingcan said, "I'm afraid you won't find me."

"I won't call if I can't find you? I'm not stupid!"

"That's so troublesome." Zhong Mingcan didn't want to listen to the nagging, grabbed Ge Qiao's hand, squeezed it, and stuffed it into his coat pocket, "Hurry up, let's go upstairs to buy pillows first!"

Hearing this, Ge Qiao was like a furry cat. He gasped and "hissed" and struggled to pull his hand out. He shouted, "You fucking..." He couldn't think of the second half of the sentence, and the words were blocked. throat.

Seeing his big reaction, Zhong Mingcan smiled a little at the corner of his mouth.

Buying pillows was inspired by Ge Qiao.He never learned a lesson every time, and always forgot that Zhong Mingcan kept his promise.Last night, while watching TV, he was digging old yogurt with a stainless steel spoon. This is his must-have snack, and there are still several cans in the refrigerator.

Zhong Mingcan stayed next to him and turned the pages of the book. The sound of the clattering pages was clearer than the dialogue on TV, which disturbed Ge Qiao from watching the plot of the TV series. At this moment, he saw two dark gray pillows on the sofa from the corner of his eye. It was crushed and deformed, curled up in a corner, extremely unattractive.

He felt that it was a bit of an eyesore, so he put down the yogurt cup and spoon, and rushed over to shake them up, but after patting and beating for a long time, the two pillows were still flat and lacking energy.

Zhong Mingcan's gaze was also attracted by him, he put down the book, and rushed towards Ge Qiao, skillfully moving his hands and feet while asking, "What's the matter?"

Ge Qiao didn't have time to react, and was pushed to the corner of the sofa by Zhong Mingcan. The two pillows were caught off guard and carried the weight of the two people. There was a "pop" sound, as if a hole had been squeezed somewhere. Ge Qiao pulled out his backhand and took out a hand He glared at Zhong Mingchan and said angrily: "Look at you having sex everywhere every day, why don't you go and buy twenty pillows, put two in each room, and keep the rest for fun." Broken spare, look at these two, what have you made of them!"

Zhong Mingcan is very innocent, he is not the only one who crushed the pillow like that, and he is not the one who teases and seduces every day, except for a temporary disturbance just now, he usually does things according to the order, this person is like a thief, he Amid all the grievances, he still didn't forget to take Ge Qiao's suggestion down, and immediately put it on the agenda.

So Zhong Mingcan dragged Ge Qiao straight to the living area on the fourth floor.

The shopping guide is an aunt in her 40s. When she saw the two men wandering in, she casually raised a pillow and patted it a few times. I met a square pillow inlaid with gold thread, and said to him: "Young man, you have a good eye! This pillow is the best one we bought in our family!"

Looking at the complex and luxurious pattern tailored for the nouveau riche, Ge Qiao's face was full of rejection.

"Sorry, let's take a look again." Zhong Mingcan said tactfully.

The auntie of the shopping guide didn't feel shocked at all. Seeing that they didn't turn around and leave immediately, she followed them in small steps and approached them familiarly: "Oh, I saw that you are brothers. You have exactly the same eyebrows and eyes. You live together. Are you renting a room with your parents? What kind of pillows do you like? Do you need sheets and quilt covers? Now you can get a [-]% discount if you buy a three-piece set together!"

Ge Qiao didn't answer, he secretly glanced at Zhong Mingcan's eyebrows and muttered in his heart, isn't this talking nonsense with his eyes open?Where exactly are they the same?

Zhong Mingcan was much more kind than Ge Qiao. He smiled and thanked politely: "Well, indeed many people say that, but we are not brothers."

"Hey, my feelings are never wrong," the shopping guide aunt was a little surprised, looked at Zhong Mingcan and Ge Qiao, hesitated, and asked again, "Could it be...uncle and nephew?"

"Nor..." Before Zhong Mingcan finished speaking, Ge Qiao hurriedly stopped him: "That's right! Auntie, you guessed it right after only two guesses. That's amazing! I'm his uncle, and I usually talk to this nephew Very dear, why not accompany him to the mall to buy something."

The shopping guide auntie clapped her hands and raised her chin proudly: "I'll just say it! I'm not bragging about you, I think you're right!"

"Yes, yes, good eyesight! Let's go for a walk and have a look again." Ge Qiao sneered, he was afraid that this conversation would continue, and when the time came, it would be difficult to come back to it, so he ended the topic abruptly. Pull up the bell Mingcan and go out.

Zhong Mingcan was dragged by him to the end of the corridor, and entered a shop with a small family. The shop was exquisitely decorated, and the walls were dark blue, which made the surrounding light much dim. He looked at Ge Qiao with great interest, and asked : "Uncle?"

"Is there something wrong, nephew? What else do you want to buy, nephew?" Ge Qiao casually picked up a blue-green cushion, remembering that the note he had always given Zhong Mingcan was "nephew", it seems that some fate is really naive It's doomed, and continued with a smothered smile, "You can pick whatever you want, and my uncle will pay you today!"

Zhong Mingcan was not angry, smiled, followed Ge Qiao up and down, and said, "Actually, the shopping guide is not completely wrong, haven't you noticed? The two of us are indeed becoming more and more alike," he paused, leisurely and carefully In detail, "Your jaw line is more rounded, more and more like my face shape, your eyes are much softer than before, and your lips seem to be thicker... This may be a 'husband and wife look', right?"

The more Ge Qiao heard it, the more he didn't like it. He squinted his eyes, pondered for a while, and stared back at his gaze, "Listen to what you mean, let's sum it up briefly, isn't it—" He dragged his voice, and said, "I changed Fat, eyes dull, and swollen by your pig..."

Zhong Mingcan categorically denied: "No, no."

"Wow," Ge Qiao widened his eyes and pointed at his nose. Due to the public places, he only dared to yell, "It's only been half a year, and you dare to despise me?!"

Zhong Mingcan looked at him laughing heartily, Ge Qiao was half pushed and half hugged, Zhong Mingcan pushed him to the corner where the lights couldn't reach, the dark blue wall was reflected in ink, drawing a line between the two of them. A safe zone where no one will notice the flirting.

"Who said that? My goal is to put on another [-] catties of weight for you. Otherwise, why would I cook new dishes for you every day? It's better to get fat out of your belly and feel soft to the touch." Ge Qiao whispered in his ear, his voice was low, and it lacked the usual gentleness, making his ears itchy and hot, "And it's not that your eyes are dull, it's that you squinted when you looked at me, you didn't realize it yourself , I’ll take a picture of you when I have a chance. As for making you swollen, I can only continue to work hard. Where else do you want to swell? Anywhere is fine, I can try..."

"Let's go!" This man's jokes are becoming more and more fluent every day, and he doesn't know who he learned from. Ge Qiao pushed it twice, but he didn't push it away, so he took out his trump card and decided to win with his mouth, "You big man!" Nephew! How did you talk to the elders?! There is no manners at all, how decent!"

Zhong Mingcan didn't intend to get out of the way, but wanted to continue teasing a few more words, just leaning forward with a smile, he suddenly stopped and his expression changed.

"Whose voice is this?"

Ge Qiao was at a loss: "What voice?"

Zhong Mingcan straightened up and walked in the direction of the shopping mall's speakers hanging from the ceiling. He suddenly became sincere and asked, "Who was the one who sang that line just now?"

Ge Qiao also calmed down and listened for a while. He had heard this song before and told Zhong Mingcan: "This is Lucifer's new song. It was just released the day before yesterday. I don't remember the name. What's wrong?"

Zhong Mingcan frowned: "'After so many years, I thought I could become a great person', who sang these two sentences?"

"How do I know?" Ge Qiao carefully distinguished for a while, but the speakers in the mall distorted the sound, so he couldn't hear it. He shook his head, "I don't know."

Zhong Mingcan stopped talking again, he pondered for a while, and waited until the end of the song, when the prelude to "Lilliputian" by Red-haired Annie and Guan Ze sounded again from the horn, probably because the people in the shopping mall were too lazy to sort out their playlists, so they just followed the song directly. The music charts are here.

After recollecting the fresh shock just now, when he raised his head again, his eyes were still shining, and he was a little agitated, as if possessed, and he said: "I must find this person!"

They didn't find out who the voice was until they walked out of the mall. Zhong Mingcan sat in the passenger seat and listened to it over and over again with headphones on. The noise-canceling headphones cut off the sound of the car's engine, and the sound quality was better than the speakers in the mall just now. Much more, as he listened to that line of lyrics repeatedly, the heat in his heart surged up one after another, and he couldn't hold it back anymore. He was eager to find the owner of this voice as soon as possible.

The songs I usually write are emailed to countless companies at the same time, spreading the net widely, and then I can only wait quietly for a certain musician to choose me, whatever happens, anyone can sing, no need to hold any expectations .But this time, he finally met a voice tailored for his new work.

Everyone knows that as long as the world is not destroyed, music producers will not lack creative materials, but there are still so many unknown people in this world, they are accompanied by music day and night, and they are infatuated. They are waiting for an intuition.Understanding a sound, or capturing a flash of inspiration in their minds, having any of these conditions can make them famous and rich.And when the two happen at the same time, it symbolizes the birth of a miracle.

"There are only four of Lucifer, so it's not difficult to find," Ge Qiao stopped and waited at the red light ahead, and pulled the handbrake, "This is their follow-up song, there is no MV, and I probably can't find the live stage... Or you try to find their agent?"

"Okay, I'll go tomorrow." Zhong Mingcan turned his head to face Ge Qiao, the traffic was passing by, and the taillights connected together, lighting up the street and half of Zhong Mingcan's face.His eyes were like flames, piercing through the heavy and gloomy night.

"I have a hunch that this song will definitely become an insurmountable and highly anticipated masterpiece!"