Aesthetics of Violence [Entertainment]

Yesterday, Pingjing City issued an orange warning, but except for layers of thick clouds that pressed the sky all day as if it was seven or eight o'clock in the evening, not a single drop of rain fell.

Today, the heavy rain poured down, and the rain that had been holding back for a day and night was finally released. It was so violent that it seemed to submerge the entire city of Pingjing. It fell straight down overwhelmingly. If you look up and look up, this battle is also very scary.

The rain washes the glass windows from top to bottom over and over again, making creaking noises, as if asking for credit to the person inside the window: Look at me, how hardworking I am, I have done a great deed for you, You have to remember to thank me.

It's a pity that the person inside the window doesn't understand the style. He has never had the leisure and elegance to look at the scenery through the window. He hasn't taken a step to the window for 800 years. Of course, it is impossible to care whether the window is clean or dirty.

Besides, he didn't have time to care about these trivial matters.

"Who asked the red-haired Annie to mix in?" Ge Qiao buttoned his phone and pinched the center of his eyebrows, as if he wanted to clean up the dirty words that had just entered his eyes, but he couldn't control the strength well, and the tip of his eyebrows immediately raised two eyebrows. Point light red.

"She also kindly helped to clarify. Now that the comment function has been turned off, do you want her to delete the original Weibo?" Zheng Xixi's finger had already landed on the icon of the address book, and she was waiting for Ge Qiao to speak.

"No, it's useless to delete it." Ge Qiao raised his arm weakly and waved it sloppily, "It's all because I was absent-minded recently and didn't understand the situation in time. Let this matter be like this, don't worry about it anymore .”

Zheng Xixi was stunned. She had never seen Ge Qiao like this before. He seemed like a lost dog who had lost his fighting spirit. He had no soul in what he did or said, "But... But those rumors about Mr. Zhong, Just let it go?"

"He doesn't care about it himself, so we don't have to worry about salty carrots." Ge Qiao replied lightly, signed the materials sent over, and pushed them back in front of Zheng Xixi.

"But it's not uncontrollable. Even if the influence cannot be completely eliminated, at least you can try hard..."

"Don't you have anything to do?" Ge Qiao squinted at her, "I still have two plans on hand that I just started, do you want to try? Seeing that you are also concerned about these gossips when you are idle."

Ge Qiao was just teasing, not serious, but with this kind of attitude, it was like a cotton punch punched in Zheng Xixi's heart, which made her suddenly feel irritated and indisputable.She still remembers the Ge Qiao she met in the interview field for the first time. He was handsome and shrewd. Zheng Xixi could feel the confidence and arrogance in him from a distance of three meters and a table. This person didn't know what was wrong, he seemed to have suddenly changed his temper, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like the leader who stood arrogantly at the front of the conference hall and gave orders to everyone.

Zheng Xixi was at the age of passionate youth, and she was anxious for a while, and she didn't care if Ge Qiao was something more terrifying than the devil in her heart, and said angrily: "Mr. Zhong is such a good person, how could he be as good as the Internet said?" Dirty?! Why should he bear these infamy?"

Ge Qiao didn't speak.Most of those gossips are self-defeating slanders, the most ambiguous one is "writing songs on behalf of others", which concerns Zhong Mingcan's dignity as a music producer.However, Zhong Mingcan explained everything last night, and also told him about Duan Fei calling to apologize. That person was lucky and happened to call when the person involved didn't know about it. A word of forgiveness, such a big farce turned over.

This is clearly an embezzlement of the right to name, but the song was written by Zhong Mingcan, even if he said he would quit, it is still understandable to sign it under his name.In the final analysis, it was Zhong Mingcan's selfish decision made for a moment of refreshment. Whether it was Duan Fei or that Xiaotong, everyone's standpoint, words, and actions were correct, but when they were connected together, the taste changed.

Anyway, I can't stop everyone's mouths, but now I can only issue a righteous but innocuous announcement, and then watch those invisible but extremely vicious people continue to go crazy Slapping the whip at Zhong Mingcan, it hurts so much that Ge Qiao doesn't even want to look at it anymore.

Ge Qiao has so many tricks, he thought he could always manipulate the foolish people as he wished.But the only complaint is that he is still not powerful enough. The teacher who brought him up single-handedly took the blame and resigned, the child who was with him day and night passed away, and the closest lover became the "scum and waste" in everyone's hearts. All this happened almost overnight. For a while, he was not allowed to prepare for anything, just like the absurd and powerless feeling of the company bankruptcy that he experienced back then, almost exactly the same.

He knows that he can't shake the established rules by half, and ordinary people are still ordinary people no matter how brilliant their lives are.

After all, Ge Qiao is not the "noble" who can control the fate of life.

It is said that bystanders are clear and authorities are obsessed. This sentence Ge Qiao has not realized until now. The most desperate thing is that he, the authority, clearly knows that this is a mystery, but he still can't do anything about it.

But he has been blessed by God, how wonderful, the thunder and lightning will go around him, and all the costs will be paid for him by the people around him, and he will finally bow his head and admit it when only he himself is still intact. —He is not omnipotent, there are too many things that he can't do and can't control.

Ge Qiao took a slow look at Zheng Xixi and smiled: "Very good, he is still a hot-blooded young man. Since you are so confident, I will leave this matter to you. Suppress the rumors and let Zhong Mingcan be innocent. Baidi disappears from the public eye, can it be done?"

"That's not what I meant..." Zheng Xixi frowned, tugged at her sleeves, and stomped her feet, "But doing nothing is not your style."

Ge Qiao smiled brighter than before. He blinked and asked, "What's my style?"

"You should have the style that nothing can trouble you." Ge Qiao was just joking, but Zheng Xixi did not expect to answer it seriously.

Ge Qiao sneered in his heart.Look, I'm such a ignorant thing, with a stern face and a swollen face to pretend to be fat, not only brainwashed myself, but also deceived others.

"Xixi, how long have you been in the company?"

Zheng Xixi thought for a moment and replied, "It's been a year and a half."

"Do you like this job?"

Zheng Xixi's voice was clear: "Fortunately, I think it's quite interesting. Although sometimes I'm a little tired, I can still learn a lot."

"Have you ever regretted it? Entered this line."

"Well," she paused, as if she was thinking about this issue, but it didn't take long before she continued, "No, I don't regret it, I'm a little tired, but I don't think there is anything else..."

"But I seem to regret it a little..." Ge Qiao smiled, but people couldn't feel the mood of the owner of this smiling face.

Zheng Xixi closed her mouth and raised her head abruptly. Normally she avoided looking at that face, but now she stared straight into his eyes.

Ge Qiao is still very calm. He has thought through a lot of things these days, or he was forced to think through a lot of things. He feels that he has transcended numbness, although this feeling is not at all uncomfortable.

"I have sorted out the summary materials for the first half of the year, and put them all on the H drive. All AIX activities have been cancelled. The second phase of the Music Lab project is cooperating with Sun Kehao. The publicity department is done by Qianli Entertainment. We just need to follow along. Just cooperate, the film and television department released three new dramas that need official announcements, and you are the one who organizes the schedule, so just continue to follow..."

The more Zheng Xixi listened, the more uneasy she felt. She interrupted Ge Qiao's words in a panic: "Brother Da Qiao, why are you telling me this? Where are you going? Do you want to change jobs?"

It may be that the heavy rain outside has sucked up all the oxygen in this office. Now he just wants to have a breath of fresh air, at least not to suffocate and die here.

There was no trouble in Ge Qiao's eyes, more than that, there was no light in his eyes, "Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere, but it may take a few days to take a break, and then I can digest these things more Thoroughly..." His voice became softer and softer, he suddenly came back to his senses, and smiled at Zheng Xixi, "It's just a two-month annual leave and I will tell you the matter. I am quite relieved. If you have any questions, go to Yuan Xiaoyuan, you have cooperated well, if you encounter something that can't be solved, just call me, try to choose noon, I don't know what the schedule will be like during the holiday..."

Zheng Xixi listened word by word, understood, nodded, and confirmed her doubts again: "Are you sure you won't leave?"

"It's very likely that you are the director after I leave, isn't it good?" Ge Qiao was still in the mood to tease her.

"I don't want to be an official, just being a group leader is enough for me," Zheng Xixi frowned and waved her hands, refusing directly, "I... I have no idea, I just like to be a soldier and fight, and I like to be your soldier. I know that you have been very kind to me recently, because you want to train younger generations, and I will never let you down, but... But if you want to hold me as high as you, and bring the entire media department, I really can't... "

There was still heavy rain outside the window, and the pale headlights were turned on in the office. Without the blessing of the manic wind, the people inside could not feel how bad the weather outside was.

Ge Qiao narrowed his eyelids slightly and nodded knowingly. Of course he would not force this child, and he also wanted to make Zheng Xixi feel at ease. He said: "I promise, before you are ready, or before you find someone suitable for this position, I will won't go."

In the afternoon, Zhong Mingcan came to the tenth floor half an hour early to wait for Ge Qiao to go home after get off work. He didn't come here often, and the media department was like a war every day.As soon as he got out of the elevator, he almost bumped into Yuan Xiaoyuan who was holding a thick stack of materials.

She stood up quickly, was taken aback for a moment, then reacted, nodded slightly, and said with lowered eyebrows, "Hello, Mr. Zhong."

These four words were no different from the greetings that Zhong Mingcan heard when he saw Yuan Xiaoyuan, but this time the meanings in them changed a few times, and in the end there was a sense of shame and compassion.

Zhong Mingcan gave her a gentle smile, ignoring the strange emotions in her expression and words, and replied: "You are also good."

Yuan Xiaoyuan got on the elevator, Zhong Mingcan continued to walk in, raised his eyes and met Zheng Xixi's gaze again.

Before Zhong Mingcan opened his mouth to speak, he laughed first, the pity and apology overflowing from Zheng Xixi's eyes were more abundant than Yuan Xiaoyuan's, and he could feel it without much thought.He thinks the people in the media department are really interesting, all of them have the heart of a bodhisattva, and they all have the same "caring for the joys and sorrows of the world".

The smile on the corner of his mouth was full of bitterness or sourness, he took the initiative to say hello to Zheng Xixi: "Hi, long time no see."

"Mr. Zhong..." Zheng Xixi blurted out as if he had been waiting for a long time, but fell into silence halfway because he hadn't organized what he was going to say next.

"Are you busy recently?" Zhong Mingcan glanced at the closed door of Ge Qiao's office and asked.

"It's okay..." Zheng Xixi replied, and felt that such a short sentence seemed too perfunctory, so she hurriedly added, "It's all trivial things to deal with daily, and there is nothing major to be busy with, so everything is okay." After hesitating for a second, she Then he said, "What about you?"

Zhong Mingcan kindly accepted this awkward chat: "I don't need to intervene in the ongoing cooperation for the time being. Just writing and writing song notes and inspirations is completely incomparable with the workload of your media department."

"Oh..." Zheng Xixi sighed, looking at Zhong Mingcan's bright smiling eyes, it reminded her of the bad comments about Zhong Mingcan circulating on the Internet now, how could such a gentle leader become a disdain in others' mouths?She has always believed that seeing is believing, and she also has endless trust in her leadership. After being with Ge Qiao for so long, no one knows what he is like. How can a friend who can go in and out of the company side by side with Ge Qiao to chat and laugh happily be a bad person?But she herself studied public relations, so of course she knew that she couldn't use this evidence as a standpoint. The group of destructive netizens didn't know Ge Qiao, so her voice was totally untenable.

"But I'm really busy," Zhong Mingcan continued with a smile, "Recently, I need to clean up the house again. Throw away what needs to be thrown away to make room for it. I want to replace the furniture with new ones, preferably bigger ones. On the [-]st, I originally wanted to move, but it seems that there is no need for this, and it would be troublesome to dismantle the installed projector.”

Zheng Xixi was dumbfounded, she didn't intend to ask such a specific question.

But seeing that Zhong Mingcan was so happy, his eyebrows were flying up, and his eyes were shining brightly, Zheng Xixi felt that he could not disturb his good mood at this time, so he listened patiently.

"Do you little girls like to do these things? For example, tidy up the house in a beautiful Internet celebrity style? Is there any shop that you can recommend to me? As long as it's not too girly." Zhong Mingchan smiled.

Asking Zheng Xixi about this kind of thing is considered an expert. She completely forgot the pity and sympathy in her heart. The screen turned to Zhong Mingcan, and said: "Hey! You have found the right person. I just moved recently, and I am very fascinated by these ins-style decorations. Although I am a girl, in fact, I only like to be cold, neutral and so on. I believe that what I like must be especially suitable for you!"

Zhong Mingcan leaned over to look at the pictures she showed him, and liked the wicker swing chair on one of them very much. He could imagine Ge Qiao curled up in it lazily, squinting his eyes in a daze or taking a rest. look like.

But where?Although the home is not particularly small, it is not too big at all. A small terrace is enough to dry clothes and quilts, but if you put a swing and rattan chair, isn’t it a bit crowded?Do you really have to move?

In fact, if he had been a month or two earlier, he would have felt that moving was not a problem. He was a person who had no pursuit of dead things like houses. Even if he followed Ge Qiao and moved to Zhu Zan's big apartment, it would not be a problem. Now this hut is full of memories belonging to him and Ge Qiao. After spending time together day and night, it took Ge Qiao's breath to fill every corner of the house, unless the house was smashed and burned to clean up before moving. Clean it and redecorate it again, otherwise he will never allow the next person to live in.

After thinking about it, he was about to ask Zheng Xixi about the height and width of the rattan chair, when Ge Qiao's office door suddenly opened, and a person came out in a hurry, and howled: "Children! Let's go! Take you to the restaurant!"

"Hey!!" A chubby man jumped up from the chair, the flesh on his stomach and cheeks trembled a few times at the same frequency, and he was the first to respond.

Immediately afterwards, there was the noise of packing up and answering questions.

Zheng Xixi glanced at Zhong Mingcan, and was still a little bit reluctant. She hadn't succeeded in selling the foot bath device, wall-mounted CD player, and massage chair she liked, so she pursed her mouth and took back her phone: "Mr. Zhong, are you sorry?" Stay here, or I will send you all the shops and treasures I have collected in the future, and I will come here first today, and we will have dinner later..."

Before the words finished, Zhong Mingcan suddenly asked, "Are you going to the media department?"

"Yes, Mr. Ge treats guests, he..." Zheng Xixi suddenly lowered his head, picked his thumbs a few times, and continued, "He is about to ask for a two-month leave. Before he leaves, he will treat everyone to a meal..."

"Are you very reluctant to part with him?" Zhong Mingcan asked with a smile as he glanced at her little movements.

"Hmm...not really..." Zheng Xixi let out a sigh, then looked up at Zhong Mingcan, "I can't say that he was reluctant, and he didn't really leave. Mr. Ge said he was just taking a leave of absence for a period of time and would come back again of."

"Well," Zhong Mingcan saw that several little girls had surrounded Ge Qiao, they were chattering and arguing non-stop, Ge Qiao was not bothered, and joked with them familiarly, with a slight curve in the corner of his mouth.After seeing enough, he finally returned to his senses and continued talking to Zheng Xixi, "Everyone in the company has two weeks of annual leave a year. It is said that Mr. Ge has never taken annual leave. You feel awkward now because you are used to it. His state of workaholic, he was not used to it, and he will get better slowly. Mr. Ge gave himself some time to adjust his state, which is very good, and it is a good thing for him and the entire media department."

"Thank you." For some reason, Zheng Xixi felt a little sour. It may be because Zhong Mingcan's tone is so gentle, or it may be because she also loves her big brother Qiao, or she just thinks about the next two months. The heavy responsibility fell on his shoulders.She wanted to cry a little, blinked, and forced the tears back into her eyes.

Before Zheng Xixi could completely get out of this inexplicable sadness, she only heard Zhong Mingcan's voice faintly above her head: "The music production department also plans to have a dinner together recently, can I join you?"

"Ah?" Zheng Xixi was stunned, and immediately stared at Zhong Mingcan with wide eyes that were covered in mist, but this person's expression was calm and sincere, and it really didn't look like he was joking.

The sincerity in his eyes moved Zheng Xixi's heart, and she couldn't help but blurt out: "But...you can..." After finishing speaking, she recovered, and hurried to make up for it, "Yes! You still have to ask Brother Da Qiao, After all, he is my boss, and we all listen to him!" Then, she turned her face and yelled at Ge Qiao: "Brother Qiao! Can the music production department have dinner with us?"

She spoke very bluntly, and the volume was so loud that the whole hall was quickly silent for two seconds, followed by a higher level of hustle and bustle: "Wow! Is it a friendship?", "Pull it down, this At most, it’s called a table fight. Their music production department is full of elite soldiers, and there are only a few men. Haven’t you eaten all the bones and scum in your group of beasts?”, “Yes, I haven’t seen Tiantian for a long time. Already!", "There are so many people and it's lively, everyone is here!", "Oh my God, Mr. Zhong and Mr. Ge not only return together after work, but also don't let each other go when they have dinner together. My mother, my gossip soul is burning..."

"Have you discussed it with your staff?" Zheng Xixi turned her head and asked Zhong Mingcan.

This time it was a two-second silence from Zhong Mingcan.

"Well, it's okay... okay..." Zhong Mingcan was stuttered by her straightforward attitude, and quickly cleared his throat to regain his normalcy, "It's agreed, but the location hasn't been decided yet. Where are you going?" The last sentence he was asking Ge Qiao.

Ge Qiao was staring at him, his eyes seemed to be bright, and his smile was not a smile, "It's raining and there are so many people, let's go eat hot pot. I want to eat desserts and cakes. I heard that the returnee proprietress has released many new products." .”

Everyone was chatting excitedly, and had no time to pay attention to the strange logic in Ge Qiao's words. Why is there cake in the hot pot?The proprietress of the hot pot restaurant is a returnee?

Ge Qiao told it to someone, and that person understood. "There is a saying in the store that it is like honey, so you can use it to satisfy your gluttony first." After a meal, taking advantage of no one's attention, he took a few steps closer and lowered his voice. I will buy it for you next time."

Ge Qiao felt a little regretful, he really wanted to eat something sweet now, but he couldn't, so he nodded.But it doesn't matter, Zhong Mingcan said "next time", then he will definitely be able to eat it, and he will be able to eat it soon.

The sky was gloomy and terrifying, but it was only six o'clock, but it was as dark as night. The raindrops were beating the ground crazily. There are very few pedestrians.Seen from a distance, this large wave of people is vast and mighty, as if it is some kind of organization that is prosecuting or patrolling the streets.

Luo Tiantian was laughing and chatting with her good sisters whom she had reunited with after a long time, and Jiang Fan was going to pick up the children from school soon and couldn't attend the dinner party.Zhong Mingcan followed Ge Qiao, Zhou Yihang followed Zhong Mingcan, his eyeballs rolled around, half curious and half frightened, he finally had the opportunity to appreciate the beauties of the media department, but he was shocked by this group of pretty girls My sister's heroic laughter from her chest and abdomen.

"Master, why do you want to have a dinner party all of a sudden? It's raining so hard, and there are only four of us. If you want to have a dinner party, can't you just order a takeaway in the office?"

Zhong Mingcan replied: "With such a heavy rain, are you willing to torture the delivery staff?"

Zhou Yihang was at a loss for words, after thinking about it, he was subtly persuaded.

Someone even accosted him: "Little handsome guy, why do I feel like I've seen you before?"

Zhou Yihang was always uncomfortable in the face of strange girls, timidly, before he had time to answer, another girl suddenly realized for him: "Oh, yes, I have seen you too, did you come here on the first day of employment? The tenth floor?"

Zhou Yihang's eyes turned black instantly.At that time, he was young and frivolous, his blood was so hot that his ears were blocked by silt, and he heard "the third floor" as "the tenth floor", but he ran the wrong way and was detained by Ge Qiao for a long time , was forced to make hundreds of empty phone calls.

"Ah, are you the one standing in the corner wiping tears?"

The little white sheep who has just stepped into the society with one foot, thought that the leaders of this company like to show off first when they see people, and deliberately punish him. Tears fell from the eyes.

Hearing the sound, Zhou Zhouhang was no longer timid, and couldn't help but glance over. Whose brat is talking so openly?Among the countless nightmares that happened on the first day of employment, what he most wanted to forget was the act of wiping his tears. This brat can really talk.

Seeing that he was silent, Zheng Xixi thought that he was too thin-skinned and shy, and smiled loudly and reached out to pat Zhou Hang's shoulder. The movement was too big, and the water on the umbrella was shaken down one by one, crashing on Monday. Hang's heel slipped into his shoe along the gap.

Good men don't fight with women, but Zhou Hang was still so excited by the cold water poured into his shoes that he took a breath, calmed down, pursed his lips to make sure he wouldn't say any nonsense, and then turned around and squeezed her out. A decent smile.

It was too dark and the road was dark, Zheng Xixi didn't notice where the rain was going, she just smiled brightly: "It's okay, Brother Da Qiao will transform when he gets mad, the first time you meet, you are already very calm Yes, like us, we have seen it so many times, and every time I saw it, my legs trembled and my heart flustered, and I cried several times..."

"You're so embarrassed to say it." The girl next to her teased with a smile.

"Why don't you dare to say that!" Zheng Xixi laughed twice, raised her head and raised her chest, and said loudly, "I figured it out after crying and crying! Brother Da Qiao is mad at us because he loves the cubs so much. Swearing at each other is love, the leader is not bad at all, it is for our own good!"

Zhou Zhouhang remained silent, neither agreeing nor refuting, a word suddenly popped up in his mind, "a loving mother and a strict father", blessed to the soul, his brain was wide open, he ran the train in his head, and began to check his seat.

——Mr. Zhong, you are so kind to me, and you are still a master, gentle and considerate, so you can see the role of a "loving mother".

——Mr. Ge, the first impression is really not good, but it seems that he is still very dignified in the media department, that is a typical "strict father".

so to speak...

Zhou Yihang didn't have time to pay attention to Zheng Xixi and the others, so he took a few steps forward and approached Zhong Mingcan. He tried his best to make his tone playful, but he still couldn't hide his sympathy for the leader.

"Master, master, my disciple's cousin is studying abroad. I will bring you some Korean ginseng when I come home from vacation next time to replenish your body." Feeling that it was not enough, he became ruthless again and made a promise, "From now on , I will practice harder, you... If you feel uncomfortable in any part of your body next time, you can just ask for leave, and come back when you have recovered. Don't force yourself to go to work, sitting for seven or eight hours is too hard! Don't worry, I will definitely not disappoint your cultivation, and I will do my best to share more pressure for you!"

The author has something to say: the same is pitiful Zhong Mingcan, but the thinking of straight men is still different from that of innocent little girls [狗头]