REMIX

After the game, I sat in the aisle with my back against the iron wall.

On the way, a strange man in leather clothes and pants came to talk to me. Through the extremely low-visibility light, I saw his heavily made-up face, and there was a circle of blue and black under the eye sockets that was hard to hide.

He sold me a handmade cigarette, which is shorter than ordinary cigarettes, and the workmanship is simple and rough. I stared at it for a long time before I remembered that I had seen this stuff in some song MVs and American dramas.I was shocked for a second when it appeared in such a place, but quickly calmed down.

I said I don't want it, I can't afford it.

After that, I didn't answer what he said, and he turned around and left after making fun of it.

I was still sitting here when the results of the competition came out, and Gong Junye found me.

I can't figure out how he found me in the carnival crowd, but he always seems to be like this, showing up where I don't expect, but giving me what I want.

I was sitting on a long bench, and the brim of the hat hanging in front of my forehead blocked a small part of my sight. I saw the beautiful Achilles tendons on his ankles. With his head down and his neck exposed, when he smiles, he lifts one corner of his mouth first, so pretty that it almost makes me feel uncomfortable.

He squatted down.

"fine."

I answered before he asked, crossing my fingers in front of my face, "I did my best, and I have no regrets."

——A song that was well-received or not, a result that missed the ranking, a first experience that was neither good nor bad.

——It’s actually nothing.My friend in the rock group won the Newcomer Award and a few thousand dollars in bonuses. Later we will have a celebratory supper and drink some wine. It won't be too late, because we have to go to school tomorrow.

I buried my face in my hands.

This kind of depression without sufficient reason makes people feel aggrieved. It doesn't matter if you are utilitarian but you are convinced when you lose, or you don't have any hope at the beginning but you can be better than expected, that kind of force is suppressed in your throat. The emotions tormented me, and I still tried my best to maintain the appearance of being flattered.

I don't want to cry a second time in front of him.

People who care too much about gains and losses are destined to live in a difficult life.

I can only comfort myself with the truth that I can't even say.However, if it is not the right medicine, you can't expect the effect to be good.

"Go to the bathroom over there and wash your face."

When I raised my head, I was very close to him, so close that I could even see the fine lines on his lips, so I quickly retreated.

He said, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

I said no, stood up and walked to the bathroom at the end of the aisle.

The colors of the lights outside were intricate, but the bathroom was full of incandescent lights. I stood in front of the mirror and wiped the cold water off my face, and sent a text message to Li Qianlan, telling them to meet in the parking lot outside the bar later.

I stuffed the phone into my trouser pocket, took another handful of water and splashed it on my face, holding on to the counter and waiting for my head to wake up completely.

— Well, it's no big deal.

——For the first competition, it's normal to not be so happy.

——Don't care about those imaginary, fame and fortune things, if you want to sing, then sing.

——Don't think about it when you get out of this door.

I said a bunch of nonsense to myself, and when the moisture on my face dried up, I suddenly saw a man standing quietly beside me.It seemed to be standing there for quite a long time, I thought to myself that I didn't notice him at all.

Still a foreigner.To be precise, he is a mixed race, with a slightly hooked nose, and when he smiles, his face has obvious Chinese signs, more than those Western features.

I met his indigo eyes staring at me in a well-curved, formulaic smile.He asked me in correct Chinese, "Hello, is this Xiaxi?"

I nodded.

He added, "Nice to meet you, just call me Ryan."

I raised my chin at him, "Speak Chinese."

He was a little taken aback, "...Lin Ruian."

I shook hands with him with clean hands and said, hello, what's the matter?

A business card was handed to my face.The black words on it can be seen clearly under the light tube, entertainment company, agent.

"I don't know if you're interested," he said, "but I think being approached by scouts shouldn't be a bad thing for you."

When I thought being approached by a scout was the last side plot that was triggered tonight, and was followed all the way out of the bathroom by Lin Ruian, and met Gong Junye who was waiting for me while smoking a cigarette in the corridor, I realized that I was wrong.

"That's an unfortunate coincidence."

Before I came to the front, Gong Junye put his arms around my shoulders and pressed him beside him. He still had that casual expression, with his right hand resting loosely on my waist. It was no different from hooking shoulders and shoulders with friends, but I felt it intuitively. There is a sense of oppression in the atmosphere.

Luckily there is no one in the hallway now, after the show everyone left through the front door, why are they waiting for me there too.

He said, "Not interested."

The words were addressed to Lin Ruian.However, the fact that I was next to him had already made me temporarily lose my ability to think. I couldn't read the air and looked left and right between them.

know?

Lin Ruian's expression confirmed my speculation. When he saw Gong Junye, his expression jumped from being courteous to frightened without any buffering, "Why are you!?"

Gong Junye broke the half-smoked cigarette in his hand, "So?"

Lin Ruian put away his gawkish face, straightened his iron-gray suit without embarrassment, and replied professionally in official Mandarin, "I'm here to find Xia Xi, and asked him if he has any intention to work with our company?" Signed a contract and debuted as a professional singer."

I thought I had heard wrong. "Varied……"

"Finished?"

That wicked, nonchalant smile came across his face again, and I heard him say, "You know who you are."

"Of course I know who I am..."

"No," he shook his head, "you know what you are."

"Don't let me see you a second time."