Aesthetics of Violence [Entertainment]

When Ge Qiao came to look for Zhong Mingcan on the seventh floor again, Zhou Yihang was chatting with Luo Tiantian and Jiang Fan, the door of the office was wide open, he heard familiar footsteps, looked up, and happened to meet Ge Qiao's look.

"Hey, everyone is here!" Ge Qiao said with a smile, "I brought you some local products from Haijin Town, which are pretty good as snacks." He walked in and put a white plastic bag In front of the three of them, he turned around and swaggered to Zhong Mingchan's office next door.

"Click", Luo Tiantian flipped through the contents of the plastic bag curiously, and said casually, "Did you find out? Brother Da Qiao always locks the door every time he comes to look for Zhong..."

The hairs on Zhou Yihang's back immediately stood up, and the alarm bells in his heart were loud. In order to protect his "mission", he quickly changed the topic: "Wow, this Bengdou Zhang is super delicious! Wow! [-]th Street Mahua! Big Joe Brother really has a heart!" Several exclamations popped up one after another, as exaggerated as possible.

Luo Tiantian gave him a disgusted look.

"Honestly, none of you are curious about what Mr. Zhong and Brother Da Qiao do there every day?" She unpacked a pack of twisted twists and picked out one to eat. Plotting something big..."

inside the door.

"...I bought this specially at Gulou North Street! It's two meters long! The wings can still move! It's made of silk, silk!" Because he bought a beautiful kite as promised, Ge Qiao was stretching his neck to ask Zhong Mingcan for credit, "It's not cheap, and the master said that this kite is very difficult to make, so it takes several months to produce one kite, and it is very difficult to meet the same style!"

Zhong Mingcan laughed so hard that he lost his eyes, he hugged Ge Qiao into his arms and rubbed him, saying, "That's great!"

Ge Qiao was wrapped in his arms, and his voice was muffled: "Then let's not go to the square to fly kites, just keep it as a collection, I'm afraid it will be damaged, it's a pity."

"Okay." Zhong Mingcan agreed.

Ge Qiao was hugged very comfortably. After a busy day, he finally had time to experience the tiredness caused by travel and work.

Zhong Mingcan also felt the weakness of the person in his arms, soothed his back a few times, turned his head to grab the coat at hand, and said, "Are you tired? Let's go home now? I'll drive your car and take you back first... "

Ge Qiao suddenly raised his head: "Do you have an appointment tonight?"

A few days ago, I just contacted Qianli Entertainment, and discussed with the manager about cooperation with Ah Qing. Brother Liu is a generous and forthright person. He just checked A Qing's itinerary symbolically, and asked a few more questions. A question about the "Music Lab" project, they walked away and asked them to make an appointment for the next meeting.

In the end, the first meeting was scheduled for this evening.

Zhong Mingcan was in a very happy mood: "Well, I went to Qianli Entertainment a few days ago, found Lucifer, and have already settled down with their manager to cooperate, and I will meet with my little 'muse' today to discuss. "

Ge Qiao was also very curious. He asked, "Which member is it? What's its name?"

Zhong Mingcan replied: "It's Ah Qing, the captain."

Ge Qiao froze suddenly, his gaze was in a trance for a moment, and then it was replaced by another emotion called surprise, he lowered his head slightly, covering the light that flowed from his eyes.

Fate, wonderful!

There are tens of thousands of idols all over the country, and there is only one group of singers who can occupy No.1 in the music charts, and that group is precisely Lucifer.There are tens of millions of songs in the music library that can be played in the mall, but they have to play songs along the music charts, so Zhong Mingcan heard the voice he had dreamed of.Kong Qingshan experienced the difficulty of the company's bankruptcy at a young age, but God took pity on him and gave him a second chance to debut, making him a member of Lucifer.Lucifer just made his debut this year. To thank his fans, he created a follow-up song to his first album. However, this follow-up song is lyrical and very suitable for Kong Qingshan's voice.

So many coincidences came together to connect the three of them.

At this time, Zhong Mingcan was still worried about Ge Qiao's dinner, and said in a rambling manner: "There are some leftovers at home, including ham sausage, cucumber, and eggs. Can you make fried rice yourself? I guess it will be late when I get home." , you can't be hungry until then..." Finally, he looked down at Ge Qiao with a heavy face, "Why don't you go with me?"

Ge Qiao shook his head and said lazily: "No, you guys are talking about business, why should I get involved?"

Zhong Mingcan just said it casually, but in fact, he didn't really plan to take Ge Qiao to meet A Qing.But when he was sitting in an old teahouse deep in a certain alley, where even the air in the room was frozen, facing the little Muse who was always smiling and not speaking, he regretted that he came alone.

The atmosphere is really embarrassing. It is spring and the weather is getting warmer. There is no air-conditioning in the teahouse. Occasionally, there is a slight sound of porcelain cups falling on the table, or there are small whispers when ordering, otherwise there is silence. .

The fruit tea ordered has been served, Zhong Mingcan thanked the host, stroked the back of his neck awkwardly, cleared his throat, and spoke first: "Cough, hello, we don't need to introduce ourselves anymore, right? We met..."

"Okay." Ah Qing replied.

"Then let's start talking about the song I gave you." As he spoke, Zhong Mingcan took out the MP3 from his pocket. His little machine is both a player and a USB flash drive. The tunes are in here.

Zhong Mingcan wrapped the earphone around the MP3 a few times, and then handed it to A Qing.

He watched Ah Qing untie the earphones little by little, put them on, and then click the play button on the MP3, then stared blankly at the steaming light brown tea on the table.

Zhong Mingcan originally thought that it was not easy for an idol member like Ah Qing to get a solo opportunity, just like the other three members of Lucifer, they should perform well in front of the music producer.But whether it was the day of the first meeting or today, Ah Qing's reaction can be described as "cold".

Including after listening to the whole song, he didn't even give a symbolic exclamation or polite praise, but just showed a standard idol smile again.

"How...how?" Zhong Mingcan couldn't help asking, but from this point of view, he became a student who was being assessed, and he stuttered a little nervously.

Ah Qing took off the earphones, rolled them back up, returned them to Zhong Mingcan, and said, "This song is very nice, I like it very much."

Zhong Mingcan's heart moved. The chemical reaction between the music and the singer was never one-way. The music chose the singer, and the singer should be able to understand the music in turn.It seems that Ah Qing and this song are a match made in heaven.

A Qing continued: "Actually, my strength is very poor, I can't compare to Qu Ying, I know that."

Zhong Mingcan retorted: "You can't say that, you all have your own strengths, that's why you were assigned to debut together in the same group. It's not a question of who is good and who is bad."

"Then do you like the song "Boneless Flower"?" A Qing suddenly looked up into Zhong Mingcan's eyes.

Zhong Mingcan also met his gaze and asked back: "Do you think this is the best self-composed song you have written?"

"I want to hear your evaluation of it." A Qing was a little stubborn.

Zhong Mingcan saw the seriousness and sincerity in Kong Qingshan's eyes, and he couldn't shirk it. He thought about it seriously for a moment, trying to recall the feeling when he listened to this self-composed piece that day.

He thought while answering slowly: "The technique is insufficient, the chorus part repeatedly uses a single melody, and the transition from beginning to end is not natural enough." After a pause, he added, "But the emotion is abundant and the voice is delicate, which almost completely makes up for the lack of composition and arrangement." shortcoming."

Kong Qingshan smiled: "My teacher said the same thing, but I want to hear something else."

Zhong Mingcan was stunned for a moment, but did not speak.

Aqing said: "If your evaluation of this song is just like this, you won't choose me in the end, right? Quying's performance is ten thousand times better than mine, and even Sui Qiang and Ka Le's performances are better than mine. Isn't it?"

Zhong Mingcan frowned slightly, hearing the strangeness: "You don't want this opportunity, do you?"

Ah Qing didn't panic. He leaned back on the chair and said with a smile, "I just want to know why it's me again."

The word "you" is subtle, but probably the excessive silence and frozen air slowed Zhong Mingcan's brain. He didn't notice the word, but tried to cooperate with Ah Qing's request. After pondering for a moment, he could feel Ah Qing. Qing's inexplicable sense of repulsion, although he didn't know where it came from, still made him a little concerned.

After thinking about it, he finally said: "It is indeed your voice that attracted me. I heard it once in a shopping mall by chance. In fact, I was already interested in it at that time. You don't need to worry about my popularity or other reasons. And to choose you, no matter how good they are, the final choice is still you." He took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, raised his eyes and saw A Qing was still staring at him, and asked, "I still want to know why your voice is so loud. attracts me, doesn't it?"

Ah Qing nodded.

Zhong Mingcan thought for a few seconds, and then he said very bluntly: "To be honest, your voice is not exciting at all. This is very obvious. I guess when you usually record love songs or practice, the teachers I also accused you of not being emotional enough? In fact, you are not without emotion, on the contrary, you are very emotional, but your sensibility would be very inconsistent in a love song, how should I put it?" He glanced at A Qing, Continued, "You don't resonate with love."

Zhong Mingcan slowly dissected the true feelings that A Qing's voice brought to him little by little, and was fascinated by what he said, completely ignoring A Qing's flash of stiffness, even if he just stared at A Qing's face , and may not be able to notice the change of [-] second.

"But your voice can bring people a sense of healing. There are two kinds of so-called healing singing voices. One is the happy people who have never experienced pain. Because the singing voice reflects the singer's attitude towards life, it can make the hard-working People have a sense of agency satisfaction. The other is to get people with bigger and more pain than the audience, enough to resonate with all the painful people in the world." Zhong Mingchan paused, then continued, "But rarely Some people can achieve complete happiness, but most people still want to have a dialogue with the audience through pain, but this degree is difficult to grasp, and if they don’t know how to restrain themselves, they become hypocritical.” Zhong Mingcan looked at A Qing, “I’ve known you for a short time. It can be seen that you are really very talented. Some sensibility is revealed by you involuntarily. It is extremely subtle, but very charming. I believe that with a little more training, you can master the expression of different emotions. In addition, your voice It’s very malleable, which I also like.”

The light in the teahouse was dim. In order to accentuate the artistic conception, the host only turned on a goose yellow lamp above the cash register, and each table was lit only by candles with covers. Yingde's sculpted and precise smile seemed to be a little shaken. After Zhong Mingcan finished speaking, he was silent for a long time, as if he was thinking about these words. The fruit tea was completely cold and tasted bitter, so he finally spoke. , say: "Thank you."

Although the answer was very short, Zhong Mingcan still breathed a sigh of relief: "Then can you trust me now?"

A Qing said: "I don't believe you, I'm just curious about the reason for being selected."

Zhong Mingcan probably understood his concerns, and comforted him: "For a singer like you, creative ability doesn't mean everything. It's normal for you to be unfamiliar with composition at the beginning. Don't lose confidence in yourself. These abilities can be slowed down. If you practice slowly, as long as you learn more and write more, you will definitely improve quickly..."

Hearing this, Ah Qing suddenly tilted his head and answered with a smile: "Then can you be my teacher?"

Zhong Mingcan was taken aback: "Me?"

"Yeah, you," A Qing's tone sounded unpredictable, with a bit of a joke and a bit of seriousness, "I've always wanted to come up with a self-composed song, man, leave something to make it Commemoration is not in vain, but I have been unable to understand what I can express with music, and no one told me how to do it. You seem to understand this problem very well, and maybe you can help me find a way out. "

Zhong Mingcan weighed one or two in his heart, and still hesitated: "I have never taught students..."

"It doesn't matter, you said I was talented, I didn't realize it, but I think you are indeed a very talented teacher, I don't like preaching, but I can listen to what you say, it's quite interesting," Ah Qing's voice was smiling, maybe it was the illusion caused by the flickering candlelight, Zhong Mingcan suddenly felt that his expression was much more vivid than before, "During the cooperation, I will be your student, as long as you allow me to secretly learn something from you Things are fine, don't worry, I'm not an annoying student, I won't disturb your life."

Zhong Mingcan thought for a while and said, "I'm not afraid of disturbing you. You can come and ask me any questions you have, either by phone or text message."

"Okay." Ah Qing nodded, and said, "After that, I will send it to you after I write my own composition. Please comment."

Zhong Mingcan said, "Yes." After thinking for a while, he added, "If there are satisfactory works, they can be put into the album at that time."

Ah Qing paused and asked, "Isn't there only one song?"

"No, it's a complete album," Zhong Ming said with a smile. "It might be one, it might be two, or it might be a dozen or so, depending on how much your composition has improved during this period."

Aqing did not comment.

Zhong Mingcan didn't care, he was used to Ah Qing's few words, he calculated the schedule in his mind: "Recording will start in about two months, there is still a lot of preparation work to be done during this period, and the lyrics for the new song haven't been written yet. I wish it could be written by you."

Ah Qing was taken aback for a moment, his expression changed slightly, the corners of his mouth retracted slightly, and there was obvious worry in his words: "This is your work, why should I write it... I can't..." After a pause, he took a deep breath Tone, say, "I can't write it, it will ruin your song."

Zhong Mingchan smiled, "How will you know if you don't try?"

Ah Qing asked back: "Do you have to try it to know if it's okay?"

Zhong Mingcan frowned slightly, but the candlelight was too dim to illuminate clearly, so Ah Qing didn't notice it at all, but following this somewhat imprudent question, the two of them stopped talking, and Zhong Mingcan quietly observed A Qing The smile that was slowly disappearing on his face was like a hunter staring at his prey, refusing to let go of even an inch of change.

I don't know how long it took, but it was probably enough for three rounds of hot tea to cool down. Zhong Mingcan finally broke the silence and asked, "Are you hungry? Do you want some refreshments? The dim sum made by this shop is delicious."

Ah Qing's shoulders sank slightly, as if relieved, and he said, "Thank you, I'm a little hungry and want to eat something."

"What to eat? I invite you."

Ah Qing was a little dazed. He looked around, but couldn't find the menu, and suddenly panicked: "Ah... I don't know... You can order whatever you want, I can do it."

Zhong Mingcan stood up, "Okay." Turning around, he went to the cashier.

When he came back, he had an extra tray in his hand, on which were placed three kinds of exquisite and small pastries, which were not cheap at first glance.

Zhong Mingcan smiled happily: "Try it, these are the three best-selling models in this store."

"This..." Ah Qing looked back at the cash register, and then at the receipt that was clenched in Zhong Mingcan's hands. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Don't waste the money, I'll give you the money..."

"It's not expensive at all." Zhong Mingcan raised his eyes to look at him, and smiled apologetically, "It's all my fault. At that time, I thought I would be more or less cautious when meeting for the first time, so I didn't dare to make an appointment at the hotel directly, forgetting you Still in the stage of growing up," he pointed to the snacks on the table, "it's actually not enough to feed you with such a little food, so fill your stomach quickly, and I will treat you to a big meal when we meet next time."

Ah Qing was obedient, obediently picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth.

After waiting for a while, Zhong Mingcan asked: "Now can you think about my proposal just now?"