Aesthetics of Violence [Entertainment]

Ah Qing bowed his head slightly, he chewed the pastry very seriously, and was speechless for a while.But the pause this time was much shorter than the previous silence. Before the atmosphere had cooled down, Zhong Mingcan also picked up a piece of the same pastry and put it in his mouth, saying vaguely: "Okay, I won't force you, next time." Let's talk about the specifics when we meet again..." He turned on his phone screen to check the time, and accidentally saw two new WeChat messages from Ge Qiao.

Ah Qing suddenly asked: "When is the next time we meet?"

Zhong Mingcan unlocked the screen and saw that Ge Qiao first sent a photo. The screen was a dark thing that had been clearly filtered but still looked unappetizing. There was also a sentence underneath: I am afraid that the kitchen will be blown up. Now, just heat the hot rice and mix it with soy sauce, it's surprisingly delicious!

Seeing Zhong Mingcan in a trance, Ah Qing asked again: "Is there something urgent? I'm full, you can go first, don't worry about me..."

Another new message popped up on the phone, it was from Ge Qiao: When are you coming back?

Seeing the long string of "ah", Zhong Mingcan suddenly felt eager to go home. It was around 09:30, and it was getting late. He replied, "There is no urgent matter. My family asked me when I would go back."

Ah Qing nodded, paused, and asked again: "When will we meet next time?"

"After the weekend, next Thursday or Friday is okay?"

"Okay, then next Thursday," A Qing said, "Where is the appointment? The recording studio? Or the practice room?"

Zhong Mingcan said: "Let's make an appointment at the Hertz Building, and I will send you the address."

Ah Qing said, "Okay."

Zhong Mingcan smiled, looked at Ah Qing, and suddenly said: "I hope that when we meet next time, we can talk longer and more relaxed."

Ah Qing was stunned, and said dully: "Sorry, I will seriously consider writing lyrics..."

"It's okay, 'Aqing' is your stage name, right?" Zhong Mingcan put the phone back in his pocket and asked, "Then what's your real name?"

Ah Qing said: "Kongqing Mountain, Ah Qing's Qing, the mountain of goats."

"Kong Qingshan..." Zhong Mingcan repeated in a low voice, stood up suddenly, picked up the coat that was draped over the back of the chair next to him, and said, "My name is Zhong Mingcan, and my name is Canran. Since we have exchanged our real names, we are considered formal acquaintances." Now, you can treat me as a teacher, as a brother, or as a friend."

Kong Qingshan did not answer the call immediately, avoiding his sight, quickly put the porcelain pot and cups on the table into the tray, and picked up a paper towel to wipe off the tea stains on the table, he was still polite and not at all Over the moment, even in the face of such a straightforward overture, he seemed unmoved, very calm, his well-trained smile returned to his face, and he said: "Thank you, it's a pleasure to meet you. "

When he returned home, Ge Qiao was washing up. When he heard the movement in the entrance, he poked his head out with a toothbrush in his mouth, and asked vaguely, "How was the talk?"

Zhong Mingcan said while taking off his clothes: "It's okay, he is very self-motivated, and he even offered to learn how to write lyrics and compose music. He's a good kid."

Ge Qiao was very concerned about this child, and asked again: "Is he behaving well? Does it meet your expectations?"

Zhong Mingcan thought for a while and said, "It didn't meet the expectations, but it completely exceeded expectations!"

"Let me just say, he is born to be a star!" Ge Qiao blurted out a little complacently when he heard the professionals' evaluation of Kong Qingshan.

Zhong Mingcan was puzzled and asked, "You know him too?"

Ge Qiao nodded: "It's an old friend, we met a long time ago."

Zhong Mingcan pushed him to the bathroom and wanted him to spit out the toothpaste foam in his mouth. He was a little surprised and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Ge Qiao said: "There's nothing to say, I've been working for so long, isn't it normal to know a few friends in the circle!"

Zhong Mingcan held the back of his neck to calm him down, then wiped the foam off his mouth with a smile, and said, "We have an appointment to meet next week, just in my office, let's have dinner together after the end, don't come back and do it yourself gone."

Hearing this, Ge Qiao suddenly remembered the dinner picture he had sent to Zhong Mingcan. He was really satisfied with how he looked at it before he sent it, but after he sent it, he looked at the dark mess and felt that his brain was confused. Take this photo to show off to Zhong Mingcan.

Shame made him sensitive, he gave Zhong Mingcan a sideways look, and answered irrelevantly, "Don't underestimate the soy sauce bibimbap I made. Although it doesn't look good, it's really delicious!"

"I know," Zhong Mingcan gently tapped Ge Qiao's forehead with his fingers, "it will be more nutritious to add a little scrambled eggs to it next time, I think you know each other anyway, let's have a meal together to reminisce about old times, he You are still very wary of me, maybe you can help us get closer quickly."

He didn't know why Ge Qiao still seemed hesitant, but in the end, he still waited for an affirmative answer, Ge Qiao closed his eyelids slightly, and said, "Okay, I'll just treat it as a favor for you..."

The days of going to work these days are more monotonous than ever. Zhong Mingcan and Zhou Yihang live in secluded places and spend the whole day in the recording studio fixing and tuning tracks. Zhou Yihang is smart and courageous, he learns quickly, and even dares to directly use the works that are about to be released. Operation, seeking knowledge and eager to learn, doesn't need Zhong Mingchan to bother at all.

Previously, Zhou Zhouhang heard that Master's second album "Music Laboratory" was a collaboration with Lucifer's A Qing, so he volunteered to be an assistant. He wanted to get A Qing's autograph and group photo for whatever he said this time. After careful calculation, he hasn't posted on Moments for a long time, because recently there is really nothing that can be given away that is worth showing off on Moments.

However, Zhou Zhouhang also suddenly discovered that Zhong Mingcan seems not to be as buddhist as before. The requirements for this new album are extremely demanding, and the pursuit of details is almost calculated by frame. Education", looking at Zhong Mingcan who suddenly became severe in front of him, he couldn't adapt to it at all, and lived every day with trepidation.

Zhong Mingcan pointed to the ripples on the screen and said: "Cut to the bass track, one minute and 37 seconds, and delete this sound, it's too abrupt and unpleasant."

Zhou Yihang shook his hand and deleted the entire bass track.

Zhong Mingcan let out a "hissy" breath, scaring Zhou Hang out of a crying face. He wailed, regretting how he took such a horrible job: "Master, please smile, I... I'm nervous..."

Zhong Mingcan glanced at him, tapped the keyboard twice, instantly restored the bass track, and also deleted the obtrusive note just now, he asked: "Why are you nervous?"

"You don't know how scary your expression is now..." Zhou Hang said cautiously, curling his fingers slightly around Zhong Mingcan's face.

Zhong Mingcan looked up at the time and then at the progress, and said, "After finishing the bass track, I invite you to dinner today."

Zhong Mingcan hardly ever speaks in an orderly tone. Although he is a big leader, he is always kind to his subordinates. Now hearing his undeniably strong tone, Zhou Yihang curled his lips, feeling a little wronged.

No, no matter what, you have to have a seafood buffet to relieve your mood.

Zhong Mingcan's phone on the table suddenly started to vibrate, and the table, mouse, keyboard and Zhou Yihang's wrist all vibrated together. Zhou Hang trembled again and restored the note that Zhong Mingcan had deleted just now.

Zhong Mingcan didn't even have time to express his chills. When he saw the caller ID, he quickly picked it up and canceled Zhou Yihang's misoperation just now.

"Ming Can, how are you doing recently? Are you still getting used to work?" Boss Ma greeted with a smile.

Zhong Mingcan replied: "It's all good."

Boss Ma probably heard the news, and asked, "I heard that you have started preparing a new work recently? Are you still working with Qianli Entertainment?"

"Yes, he is a member of the combination with Lucifer, his name is Aqing."

Boss Ma just asked a few casual questions when he had nothing to do. He said "Oh" perfunctorily, and finally got to the point: "I saw the demo you sent me this month, and it was very good. I plan to sell a few to you. The other companies, after all, are written by you, so I just come to tell you, is it okay?"

Zhong Mingcan replied: "No."

"Are you free to write new songs recently? Will you be busy when the recording of your new album starts?"

"No, songwriting is my job, and I can always find time to do it."

"I counted. You have sent me 38 finished pieces since you joined the job. I remember that your workload in a year is only [-] pieces? Don't put too much pressure on yourself..." Zhong Mingcan has only been working for half a year, It was as if he had been injected with chicken blood. He sent a bunch of demos to Boss Ma every few days, and then sent a finished song every few days. Boss Ma certainly knew what he wanted, but he still comforted him.

Zhong Mingcan said: "It doesn't matter to me, the extra ones will be counted as next year's performance."

Boss Ma laughed loudly, he said: "Fortunately, you came to me in the first place. If I missed a talent like you, I would regret it to death! If you work hard, even if we don't show up as entertainers, we can still become big shots!" Still that sentence, I believe in you!"

Zhong Mingcan watched helplessly as Zhou Hang pressed down a shortcut key, and reassembled the melody bars that had been cut into sections with great difficulty. He said "thank you" to the phone, and waited until the horse boss hung up the phone with satisfaction. , he slapped Zhou Yihang on the back of his hand: "If you can't remember the shortcut keys, don't be brave, just operate the mouse honestly!"

Zhou Zhouhang muttered, "Isn't it because it's so cool to see Master using shortcut keys..."

Zhong Mingcan's ears were sharp, so of course he heard his muttering, and said coldly: "As long as you don't make these low-level mistakes, you will be very cool."

Zhou Zhouhang was silent, obediently withdrew his hand on the keyboard, and thought viciously, it would be too cheap for this vicious master to only blackmail a seafood buffet.

In recent days, the idol circle has been somewhat unbalanced.

According to "industry insiders", the members of the AIX group were at odds, and the leader Chen Lie was dissatisfied with the group's exhausting schedule and being forced to reject his personal resources many times. Therefore, he asked the company to terminate the contract. I am afraid that AIX will face a crisis of disintegration.

Yao Yao came across this Weibo, glanced at the names of the publishing media, gritted his teeth, and threw the phone back into his coat pocket.

Rumors and gossip were spreading wildly, but the fact is that Yao Yao just learned of Chen Lie's whereabouts. He is very smart. The most dangerous place is the safest place. He returned to Pingjing City a long time ago and hid in the In a remote old house outside the Fourth Ring Road, it is said that this is his own house, pending demolition, so no one lives there, and not many people know about it.

Yao Jie is also a native of this city, but he rarely comes to this old town.She stepped on the uneven cement bricks on the side of the road, and moved forward little by little, trying to find several nearby "landmark buildings" that the assistant told her.

She looked left and right, but she couldn't see any commercial value of renovation and reconstruction in this old district. There were rows of small hardware stores on the side of the road, occasionally interspersed with a few shops selling second-hand furniture, and the heavy sofa was placed by the door. Outside, it is covered with a thin layer of plastic, which seems to be the treasure of the shop, trying to use it to attract customers, but looking at the tacky design, one knows that the business of this shop must not be very good.

Amid the bleakness and decay, the shop selling lamps looks magnificent, the orange and goose yellow lights are intertwined, making the lamp shop look like a castle deep in the dark forest.

The assistant told her that when she saw the lamp shop, she turned right and entered the alley, and walked straight for more than fifty meters, and she reached the location where Chen Lie was.

Yao Li was standing under a ginkgo tree in front of the building. It was already the end of May, and logically speaking, it should have reached the flowering period, but this ginkgo tree was unusual. It had neither flowers nor leaves, and was bare, as if dead. Same.Yao Yao looked up and thought, "It's good, it will save me from the stink of autumn."

She took a deep breath and walked into the dark corridor.

Although the old building is dilapidated, the lights in the corridor are extraordinarily bright. The lights are voice-activated and extremely sensitive. Yao Yao slowly climbed up the stairs knocking on his heels. The lights are all on.

Chen Lie lived on the fourth floor of Chen Lie's house. Yao Jie stood in front of the door, found a convenient place to block the door, and deliberately exposed herself to the cats. For today's moment, she even put on the hardest soles of her shoes at home. boots.

She rang the doorbell. She seemed unprepared inside, didn't ask questions, and didn't hesitate. After a while, she opened the door directly.

Before Yao Yao could get his foot into the open door, Chen Lie had already turned around and walked back. He said, "I found it pretty quickly. I thought I'd have to wait a few more days."

Yao Yao was startled for a moment, then followed and closed the door behind his back.

Chen Lie sat on the sofa with his back, turned on the TV, put his feet on the coffee table, and started to eat with a bag of potato chips. While eating, he asked, "Why did you come in person?"

Yao Yao said, "I would like to invite you, the great Buddha, to come in person?"

Chen Lie laughed, his facial features were well-proportioned, and every part was just right for softness. Even if it wasn't his intention, it still couldn't stop those who noticed him from falling into the "land of tenderness".

Yao Jia was probably an exception. She didn't even bother to take a look. She took a few steps forward and took out potato chips from his arms, put them lightly on the coffee table, and said, "Don't forget that you are still controlling your weight, and you will return in the second half of the year."

"Sister Yao, being an idol is really tiring." Chen Lie smacked the aftertaste of the sweet and salty potato chips, his hands suddenly became empty, feeling a little uncomfortable, he clenched his fists weakly, and he complained .

"I know." Yao Xun stood with folded arms, and quietly looked around the room from the corner of his eye. Perhaps it was because there were no people there for a long time. Even though Chen Lie had been here for several days, he always lacked a little popularity. The furniture is still there, but apart from the few packs of snacks scattered on the coffee table, there are no extra decorations in the living room. It seems that Chen Lie has been living in style these few days, except eating and sleeping.

"You don't know." Chen Lie's tone was like that of an angry child.

"Yes, I don't know," Yao Cha said along the way, "so I need you to tell me, instead of hiding without saying a word."

Chen Lie retracted his legs on the coffee table, straightened his body, looked at Yao Jian and said, "You are busy with work, so how dare I disturb you."

"Then you can also discuss with other agents..."

"Brother Feng?" Chen Lie interrupted her, thought for a while, nodded and said, "Brother Feng is really good, he helped us get resources before and after running, and he was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground." Leaning on the back of the sofa, he raised his head, "Unfortunately, it's still up to you to say something, if you say no, it will be gone."

Yao Yao frowned, "What did Yan Feng tell you?"

Chen Lie shrugged and said, "I didn't say anything, I understand everything, sacrifice me and Shen Ziyang, you chose me in the end."

Yao Yao asked him, "Do you think these two things are comparable?"

Chen Lie really thought about it, and asked back: "Is there not?"

"Shen Ziyang is only 16 years old, how could it be possible to send him to such an occasion?"

Chen Lie glanced at Yao Hao: "I was only 16 years old back then, didn't I also get sent away? Don't I still live well now?"

Yao Yao choked, of course she knew that something similar to Shen Ziyang had happened four years ago, when she was still taking Dong Linzhi with her, and Chen Lie was still a trainee, they had no intersection, and this incident had nothing to do with her , but now that Chen Lie said it, she didn't know how to react.

"Actually, it's not necessarily a bad thing. Hooking up with Huang's Group can save you years of hard work. Back then, I was young and ignorant, and I was scared. I cried and begged my teachers to let me go. Now I'm enlightened. Unfortunately, it's too late. Huang Congjiang I only like the Underage Cultivation Department, and I have nothing to do with an older youth like me." Chen Lie said these words very indifferently, and the carelessness in his tone made Yao Hao's depression slowly gather again.

Chen Lie noticed Yao Po's depression, and he smiled again, "I'm just joking, don't be serious, don't be serious." He turned to look into Yao Po's eyes, and suddenly became serious again, saying word by word, "You You are a good manager, and you have protected Shen Ziyang very well, as the captain, I also sincerely thank you."

Yao Yao looked back and asked him, "Since you understand me and thank me, why are you hiding?"

Chen Lie turned back into the pissed-off kid from before. He looked up, leaned on the back of the sofa, and sighed: "Being the captain is also very tiring..."

Yao Yao understood, and finally got to the point. Next, it was time to discuss the conditions: "Then what do you want? Tell me, let me think about how to help you reduce the burden."

In the current posture, Chen Lie tilted his head and glanced at Yao Jian. His smile was still warm and his tone was still gentle. He asked, "Sister Yao, do you think I'm a good captain?"

Yao Jie said: "You are very conscientious and have played a very good leading role. I don't need to think that everyone will admit that you are a good captain."

"Really—" Chen Lie didn't seem to take Yao Ji's words seriously, he dragged the end of his voice, and then asked again, "Then do you think the other four members of AIX are good members?"

Yao Jia was silent, she stopped to speculate on Chen Lie's words.

Chen Lie continued: "Xu Qiusheng didn't take drugs for a day or two. Everyone knew it without saying anything. Yingzhe and Shen Ziyang were too young to do anything, and they needed someone else to protect them. Zheng Lerong, don't tell me. You know, we haven’t gotten along well since we were trainees, and he has never listened to me.” After a pause, he sighed and said, “As the captain, you must be ready to sacrifice for your teammates at any time. I understand the truth. But look, in such a combination, can I, the captain, not be tired?"

Yao Jie asked straightforwardly, "How long do you want to rest?"

Chen Lie chuckled, smiling slyly: "As expected of Sister Yao! I will stay here for a month, and I will not disturb you or let the paparazzi find out, so don't send anyone to follow me, and don't spy on me ,May I?"

He has already specified the conditions for this, and it seems that he has considered it for a long time. Yao Yao gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay, let's do this. After a month, you will come back to work honestly."

"Okay." Chen Lie rolled his eyes with a smile, stared at Yao Zhen, and said something sweet in a soft voice.

Yao Jia is not afraid of such a young boy, nor does he care that he has learned to negotiate with his manager at a young age, and he will not be moved by his every frown and smile. She just looks back at the pair of eyes staring at her In her eyes, she noticed that the black inside was bottomless, swallowing all the smiles in the eyes.