Ji Sheng is probably a model of taking the soft but not the tough, once Xie Xuanming showed weakness, he was at a loss, swallowed his words, and just stretched out his hand to pat him on the shoulder, asking him to deposit the money back later.
"I threw the card away." Xie Xuanming said frankly.
"...Which trash can did you throw it in?" I hurried to see if I could pick it up again.
"Break it and throw it away."
"..." Ji Sheng couldn't help his forehead.
Xie Xuanming's eyes were innocent, and Ji Sheng couldn't swear, so he could only grumble, "Then you hide the money first, and open a new account to deposit it in two days later."
Xie Xuanming said obediently: "Okay."
Ji Sheng was about to say something else when the doorbell rang.
There was a brief dispute at the door, and then there was a knock on the door, and Sheng Kongzhi's voice came in a deep voice: "Xiao Sheng, Brother Tan is here, come out."
Xie Xuanming suddenly changed his face and turned to look at Ji Sheng.
Ji Sheng didn't respond with an "oh" and stood up, bowed his head and asked Xie Xuanming, "Do you want to stay here? Or go out."
"Get out." Xie Xuanming turned cold.
Ji Sheng glanced at him a few times, hesitated to speak, and finally stretched out his hand to rub the back of his neck.
Li Tan sat awkwardly on the sofa. Sheng Kongzhi and Su Jing both called to inform them of the situation last night. He was so guilty that he didn't sleep all night. He went to the company this morning to ask for leave, and rushed here without stopping.
"Xiao Sheng, I'm sorry." Just as Ji Sheng left the room, Li Tan got up quickly and said guiltily, "I didn't investigate who Zhao Wenhua was when I approached him. I thought he was just messing around... I didn't expect... I'm really sorry."
Ji Sheng groaned, a little confused. He didn't understand why everyone's attitude became so strange because he drank a few more glasses of wine.
He touched his head and replied: "It's okay, brother Tan, you don't need to apologize, I just drank more, and I was drunk all night... It's not like I haven't been drunk before."
What he said was obviously trying to smooth things over and give Li Tan a step down.
But the people in the room obviously didn't understand the meaning.
Li Tan's guilt was still on his face, he opened his mouth and was suppressed by Su Jing's cold snort in the corner, Sheng Kong, who was standing against the wall, had a rare look of concern, and Xie Xuanming, who was standing next to Ji Sheng, who was most directly facing the situation last night, was even more His eyes were clouded, and his eyes fell on Li Tan coldly.
The atmosphere didn't ease up, but became more and more weird. Ji Sheng coughed and changed the subject: "Brother Tan, why did you come here so early in the morning? What's the matter?"
He didn't ask this question well. Except for him, everyone here could guess that Li Tan came here to apologize, and there was nothing else.
But Li Tan hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "There is something."
"what?"
"Qingde passed the registration for the band competition."
There was silence in the room for two seconds, Ji Sheng was overjoyed, walked over in two or three steps, patted Li Tan on the shoulder, and said excitedly: "Yes Brother Tan, this actually passed! I didn't drink for nothing yesterday."
The rest of the people were not as happy as he was. It was good to apply for the band festival, but considering the chaos of last night, it was hard for people not to think too much about the conditions for obtaining this qualification.
Su Jing was the first to be angry: "So, who are we going to call for a drink this time?"
Sheng Kongzhi also frowned and said, "Did Zhao Wenhua ask for another condition? If so, I'd better give up this opportunity."
Xie Xuanming said, "Yes."
Ji Sheng also came to his senses. He looked back at Xie Xuanming, who was covered in wounds, and his face changed: "This qualification... It's not that Xiaoxie was beaten and they wanted to calm things down. If so, I don't agree with taking this opportunity."
"No." Li Tan said helplessly, "It has nothing to do with that bastard surnamed Zhao. The organizer took the initiative to contact me, and I have already agreed."
"The organizer?" Ji Sheng was taken aback, "Why?"
"I don't know." Li Tan said, "Maybe it's because we've seen our performance and think we have potential? Or maybe some big boss recommended it, so we can save face by going along with it."
"Which boss?"
"I don't know." Li Tan got a little impatient when asked, "Anyway, I'm eligible for the competition now, let's go."
Sheng Kongzhi and Su Jing looked at each other. If it had nothing to do with Zhao Wenhua, this opportunity is still available.
The living room was silent for a few seconds, Ji Sheng smiled: "Go, it's not the fifteen thousand that's missing."
After Qingchu's temporary meeting ended, Xie Xuanming's cell phone vibrated suddenly.
Unknown call.
He seemed to think of something, his face changed slightly.
"I'm going to answer the phone." He said and walked out.
Xie Xuanming walked all the way to the opposite corridor before stopping.
When he picked up the phone, the familiar voice made him frown suddenly.
"Xuan Ming, it's Dad."
Since the funeral, Xie Xuanming's father called him many times to persuade him to go home. Xie Xuanming took the trouble and simply blocked the number to gain a period of peace.
Now that cheap dad called from a different number, Xie Xuanming didn't know what he was talking about this time, and he didn't bother to talk to him. He silently listened to the man who thought he was friendly and spoke earnestly on the other end of the phone.
"Dad is busy these days and has no time to contact you. After getting to know you in the past two days, I found that you have participated in some folk music activities. This is very good... Dad is a tolerant person. If you like music, the family can send you to study abroad , Berkeley, Hanover, Juilliard, these schools... are all good choices, which one do you like, Dad can contact the school now, and you can go directly when you get home."
Sure enough, he still tried to persuade him to go back to Xie's house.
Xie Xuanming sneered: "I won't go back. Xie's house is not my house."
The other end of the phone was silent for two seconds, and then said: "Xuan Ming, Dad understands your feelings, but you have to understand Dad. Dad is also worried about you, afraid that you will have a bad life outside, and you will be hungry and cold... "
"It's summer now, and it won't be cold." Xie Xuanming interrupted abruptly, "I'm really afraid that I'm not doing well, so instead of asking about my health, it's more effective to send money directly."
"In terms of money, Dad will naturally not be stingy. I support you in developing your hobbies. However, the friends around you—Dad still has to remind you from someone who has experienced it. These people who are not motivated can go anywhere, and it is meaningless to have a deep friendship. .”
Xie Xuanming's face darkened: "These unmotivated people gave me two bites of food when I was hungry, much better than some people who gave birth and didn't raise them."
"Xuan Ming, don't talk to Dad like this, you have to understand Dad. Dad also has difficulties."
"Bullshit pains." Xie Xuanming finally couldn't help it anymore, and the man's mouthful of "Dad" made him very sick to his stomach. He growled, "You're fucking sick. You haven't cared about me for more than ten years. After killing my mother, you came out to be a wild father. I almost vomited, why should I understand you! Why should I Call someone you met just once called Dad, do you deserve it? Do you think you deserve it?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then I spoke.
"Xuan Ming, Dad was a little negligent in the past, you have to believe that Dad loves you."
"You're going to have your birthday soon. Dad saw that you didn't move much of the money in the account, so he exchanged it for you with a gift you might like."
"Xuan Ming, happy birthday, and at the same time, the competition is going well..."
Xie Xuanming didn't wait for him to finish, and hung up the phone abruptly. He held the phone tightly in his hands, and the veins on the back of his hands popped up and disappeared. He didn't drop the phone in the end, just threw it roughly into his pocket.
Xie Xuanming gasped for breath, above his clenched fist, the muscles of his forearm couldn't stop trembling because of anger.
After more than a dozen violent chest ups and downs, he finally calmed down.
Xie Xuanming is not so naive as to think that the man is here to send birthday wishes. The "gift" in his mouth - Qingchu's qualification for the competition, and the words before contacting the man, are not so much a gift as a naked threat.
In a small band competition, if a man can sell his face to qualify for the competition, he can easily kick out the youth, and even block the youth in the entire industry, not giving it a chance to develop.
Xie Xuanming looked gloomy.
This is forcing him to go back to Xie's house.
That man still has a little tolerance for him now, and he wants to use "fatherly love" in exchange for his own consciousness, but when he waits for someday, he will become impatient...
Xie Xuanming thought of his mother's gray-purple oxygen-deficient face again, and the desire to vomit in his stomach became even worse.
Then he thought of the hemp rope hidden in the cabinet in the room, the rough and suffocating feel was real and clear...
He thought for a long time, and finally walked back slowly, hesitated in the middle of the two doors, and walked to the right.
When Xie Xuanming entered the room, the members of Qingchu were all in the living room, and they had to fill in the repertoire of the preliminary round on the registration form, and the members were arguing over the selection of the song.
"I think it's going to be popular." Li Tan said, "What, Jin Yinhai Band, you know, I heard them live once, and their pop songs are so good, you can hum after listening to them."
"Nonsense." Su Jing said quietly, "The whole song is just three chords, which is the most basic kind. If you can't hum anymore, then quit the circle. Complete music blindness, the kind with a certificate."
Li Tan was choked by him all morning, and he also felt a little angry: "Can you stop talking about everything, kid? I want to express that people's songs are popular and catchy... The song "Long Dog" is good or not." , but it’s too small, not to mention the audience, only Xiaosheng can sing in our fucking band, so going up to perform is just a self-indulgence.”
"I agree with Brother Tan." Sheng Kongzhi said, "Participating in the competition really has to consider the popularity, and the style of "The Stray Dog" is rather depressing and crazy. Xiao Xie is too obedient, it may not be easy to show feelings."
Su Jing whispered again: "Look at his hurt face, tell me again that he is good? Xiaoxie is a man who dares to beat up a group of bad guys with a group of people."
At this moment, Ji Sheng saw Xie Xuanming coming in, straightened up and waved: "Xiao Xie! Come here, we are talking about you."
Xie Xuanming sat down beside him.
He calmed down and sat quietly as usual. Sheng Kongzhi looked at him and said helplessly, "The key is that Xiao Xie is neither 'wave' nor 'dog', which doesn't match the atmosphere of this song."
"I think he's quite a 'dog'." Ji Sheng said, he stretched out his hand to hold Xie Xuanming's chin, and shook his head twice, "The feeling of a dirty puppy is a bit embarrassed and cute."
Xie Xuanming let him hold his face and fiddle with it, and he didn't make a sound when he pinched the wound.
Su Jing didn't see it.
This well-behaved and immobile Xiao Xie is completely different from the hostile Xie Xuanming last night.
"It's quite a dog." Su Jing complained, "I still recognize the master."
Ji Sheng smiled triumphantly: "Of course the child I picked up will listen to me, if you have the ability, you can go to the street and pick one up."
Su Jing rolled his eyes: "Don't talk about it, you express your opinion quickly, now two to one, "The Stray Dog" two "Green Plum" one, you two are the key vote."
"Green Plum" is also an original song produced by Qing Chu, a pop-style single, which Xie Xuanming sang several times during performances.
Ji Sheng was not in a hurry to choose, and turned his head to ask Xie Xuanming: "Which song do you want to sing, "The Stray Dog" or "Green Plum"?"
Xie Xuanming said: "The Stray Dog."
"Then I'll play "The Stray Dog" too." Ji Sheng said with a smile, "Xiao Xie is so cute, I want to be with Xiao Xie."
Su Jing couldn't bear it anymore and slapped the table and stood up: "I can't stand it anymore, Ji Sheng, it's too disgusting for you to describe a man as cute."
"Thank you." Ji Sheng said politely, "You are beautiful too."
"Fuck!" Su Jing lifted the table and got up. Before he got angry, he glanced at Xie Xuanming's face, stopped his movements, and couldn't believe it, "Are you blushing like a bubble teapot?"
Xie Xuanming said concisely: "Hot."
Su Jing looked at Xie Xuanming whose ears were flushed with heat, and then at Ji Sheng who shouted not to bully Xiao Xie, dumbfounded.
"You can fuck him up." Su Jing said, "Someday I will be the first to laugh at you."
"Damn, just curse when you curse, Su Jing, why are you still doing cursing!"
"It's you who are cursed, the bastard who pours two glasses of wine."
"You little boy with a keyboard that looks more delicate than a girl!"
"Fuck!"
"..."
Looking at Ji Sheng and Su Jing who were in a ball, Xie Xuanming lowered his head and calmly touched the chin that Ji Sheng had just kneaded.
The hemp rope flickered a few times, and gradually faded out of his mind.
The author has something to say:
The self in Xie Xuanming's eyes: hell dog!
Xie Xuanming in Ji Sheng's eyes: The screaming little Bomei~
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