At 7:30 in the evening, Jiang Ji came down from the second floor carrying a guitar.
Zhong Yang sat on a high stool next to the bar and stood up: "Shi Yao hasn't come yet? Do you think he will come?"
"I don't know," Jiang Ji walked towards the stage, "If he doesn't come, I'll go to the production team tomorrow to block him."
"Want to beat him up?" Zhong Yang was eager to try, "Then I'll go with you."
Jiang Ji took the song list for tonight from the waiter's phone and browsed through it from top to bottom.
"Hey, did you check Weibo?" Zhong Yang nudged him with his arm again. "The program team bought a black trending search for you."
"without."
Zhong Yang handed the phone to him: "Look, it's still hanging there, 'Jiang Ji beats up the city collapse musician', take a look."
Jiang Ji didn't answer, his eyes still on the song list: "I don't want to watch it."
"You have to read it. The comments below are going to label you a gangster. If you don't read it, I'll read it to you," Zhong Yang said, clicking on a popular Weibo post and reading the comments below. "This one says that the people behind the city collapse are too miserable. They were labeled like this..."
Jiang Ji raised his hand and took the phone from him. Rather than listening to Zhong Yang reading the comments in an exaggerated tone, he would rather take a quick look at them himself.
The comments below are really exciting—
"The city collapse is too tragic. Can they still play normally after being beaten like this?"
"You don't have to bear criminal responsibility for beating someone up like this?! The production team doesn't care?"
"Didn't the previous revelation say that Jiang Ji was expelled from school because of fighting? He was just a gangster who dropped out of high school."
"I heard that it was because City Collapse told Jiang Ji in advance that they would choose their band, and then Jiang Ji took action... He really can't stand losing."
"Why would you join a competition if you can't afford to lose? Just hang out in the bar."
"Why don't you let them withdraw from the competition after all this? Rough-faced Cloud must have a backer!"
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Zhong Yang encouraged him from the side: "Didn't I just apply for a Weibo account for you? This is a good opportunity to post an explanation."
"No." Jiang Ji looked at a few comments with little interest and returned the phone to him.
"Brother, can you please stop being so Buddhist... If you didn't post it, I would have explained it for you using the band's account. This is too confusing right and wrong!"
"It will only make things worse if you post it," Jiang Ji handed the song list to the waiter, "Why don't you just not look at it."
He didn't care about the public opinion on the Internet at all. If Zhong Yang hadn't specifically shown it to him, he would not be interested in knowing how those strangers evaluated and viewed him.
The phone in his pocket vibrated, Jiang Ji took it out, and Zhong Yang glanced at the name on the caller ID: "Shi Yao? He's not really coming, is he?"
Jiang Ji stood up and walked to the stairs and answered the phone: "Director Shi."
"Jiang Ji," Shi Yao said on the other end of the phone, "I'm right outside your bar. How about you come out and we find a place to chat?"
"I don't have much time," Jiang Ji said, "Come in, let's go to the second floor of the bar to chat."
"That's fine."
The other end hung up the phone, and a few seconds later, Shi Yao pushed open the glass door and walked into the bar.
Zhong Yang whispered to Jiang Ji: "Brother, you are not really going to beat him up, are you? Be careful or you will get into trouble."