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Wu Gou's sleep was still restless, and his grotesque dreams were stained with dark gray edges.He gave up all his struggles, and just wanted to be the Mario who gave up on clearing the level, but he fell to the bottom, and the reminder that the level failed did not come out for a long time. Bloody money and bones.The hands marked with love were placed across his arms, gently dragging him back up.

"How can you just give up on this?"

"We love you so much..."

The whispers were soft, like broken glass marbles wrapped in cotton wool.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon when Wu enough woke up.From the perspective of the duration alone, his sleep time this night was more than three hours higher than the average, but Wu Gou didn't feel refreshed after a full night's sleep, and the nightmare even made him even more tired .After washing, Wu Gou looked at himself in the mirror: his complexion was fair, but the original light pink on his cheeks faded a lot; green.

Ji Yingfeng and Lin Lang always said that Wu Gou's face is soft and feels first-class when pinched, but now that Wu Gou is holding half of his face, he feels that he has only touched a layer of shriveled skin, as if the contents in the middle have been emptied , you can see the core bones when you lift it open.

At five o'clock in the evening, after struggling for a long time, Wu Gou turned on the pre-match live broadcast of the future tour.Two days before the competition, all the students had already returned to the group, and now it was Ji Yingfeng who was hosting.In less than ten minutes, Ji Yingfeng followed behind with a bunch of little tails, and the lineup of hosts grew bigger and bigger. It was quite amazing to watch people being interviewed in the cramped dressing room.

Ji Yingfeng still looked like he was jumping, but before the camera caught his attention, his voice rang out.

"Brother Yao! Brother Yao! Brother Yao, don't go!"

Lu Yao suffered a series of cues, seeing that he couldn't run away, he could only watch Ji Yingfeng approaching him with a helpless expression.

The barrage burst into laughter unceremoniously.

"Don't call me brother, I'm not your brother."

"Don't be like this, brother, your makeup is so handsome, you'd lose [-] million if you didn't record it." Ji Yingfeng opened his mouth and said, "How do you feel now? Do you need us to calm your nervous little heart?"

"Let's go, I'm not nervous at all now, really." Lu Yao shook his head with a smile.

"Brother Yao, before the last stage, is there anything you want to say to the audience and your fans?"

While Ji Yingfeng was speaking, Wu Gou also found out Lu Yao's ranking so far: 13th.

Lu Yao looked at the camera, with a gentle expression as if his fans were really standing in front of him: "Thank you very much for your company these past few months, no matter what the result is tonight, I hope we will have no regrets."

Lu Yao took a step back and bowed deeply to the camera.

After interviewing Lu Yao, Ji Yingfeng quickly discovered the rest of the story not far away.During the interview with Yu Shu, Ji Yingfeng's hand holding the stabilizer suddenly shook. In just a split second, Wu Gou recognized the person in the corner at a glance.

It was Xu Xun and who were standing in the corner.The flashing shots don't look real, but they should be talking.

Ji Yingfeng couldn't see the barrage, nor did he find Xu Xun. After talking with Yu Shu, he started looking for the next target.Wu En stared intently for half an hour, but he never saw Xu Xun again.

It wasn't until 10 minutes before the end of the live broadcast that Ji Yingfeng, who had changed shifts once, finally found Xu Xun.At that time, the other party had earphones on one ear and was staring blankly at the mirror.When Ji Yingfeng asked him, he didn't say the exact title of the song, he only said it was a demo created by a friend.

"Currently there is only the song, and I'm waiting for him to write the lyrics."

Both Lu Yao and Xu Xun are the ones who are particularly eye-catching in front of the camera, but there is a difference between the two.The former has been in the arts for more than ten years, and his expression management has long been mastered. No matter what time he looks at the camera, he always smiles gently, which is the standard idol's way of facing fans.However, Xu Zong was different. He seemed to be looking at a person rather than a group of people.Just like now, Wu Gou looks at Xu Xun on the screen, but has the illusion that he is face to face with him.

"There's nothing more to say now."

In a typical Xu Zong speech, Wu Gou was even sure that he heard a clear goose laugh, probably someone who was also present couldn't help laughing.

"I still prefer to talk face to face."

Xu Zi said to the camera again.

Wu Gou looked at Xu Xun, and subconsciously wanted to look away, but his body was out of his control, and his eyes would stick to the display screen, stretching every second infinitely.

Finally, Ji Yingfeng couldn't help but cover his face: "Mr. Xi, we have performed together anyway, please show me some face."

"You're not god-like enough, what does President Xi want to give you face?"

Even if the speaker was not in the camera, Wu Gou could instantly recognize that it was Yan Ye's voice.He didn't expect the other party to be so courageous, even a person who retired from the competition would dare to cue so loudly, but I don't know if everyone's expression management has made great progress in the past few months, and there is no one present Show even a little discomfort.Xu Xi may have a B-feel again, put his hands in his pockets, and didn't say a word of rebuttal.

Xu Xun's silence was once stamped by fans as "Ten reasons why nothing is self-contained". "The ironclad evidence.However, how much fun they had in the past, and how hard they were trampled afterwards.The words of those accusations were heart-wrenching, and the voices were crying blood, so "true" became "false", and the Lafite they drank during the carnival eventually turned into bottles of flowers and greens with unknown meanings.

It didn't take more than 3 months from the carnival of the whole people to the yelling and beating in the street. "Book Without Words" started vigorously and ended tragically. The legend is so legendary that everyone thinks it is a big dream.

Stripping away those overly exaggerated interpretations, in fact Xu Xi's silence is not so colorful.Or maybe it was because it took up more than half of the time Wu Gou and Xu Xun spent together, anyway, Wu Gou never thought it was abnormal.

Wu Gou is used to Xu Wei's reaction like this, but just when he thought Xu Wei would just go quiet like this, and the topic was about to turn over, the other party caught off guard and opened his mouth.

"God is enough to not ask such a question."

This time, even Ji Yingfeng was startled. Seeing the screen tremble, Lin Langyan and Ye's two capitalized shocked faces flashed past.

In all the materials released from the show to the present, Xu Wei has never called Wu enough to be good enough, and during the time when Ji Yingfeng was not eliminated, there was obviously no such moment.

Ji Yingfeng had an intuition that something was wrong with Xu Xun today, and he could more or less guess the reason.When they returned to their hometown the day before yesterday, he told Xu Wei that he tried to contact Wu Gou but couldn't.Xu Xun didn't say anything at the time, but Ji Yingfeng recalled now that the Xu Xun he saw when he came back this time was a little different from that time.

Ji Yingfeng's detached personality has matured a lot after being polished by a 360-degree camera with no dead ends except for the toilet and bathroom for a month in the countryside.It wasn't until after the official start of the finals that Ji Yingfeng, who was sitting in the auditorium, recalled his performance after Xu Ziyu's astonishing performance, and only belatedly realized that his changing the subject was quite natural.

However, within two seconds of being complacent, Ji Yingfeng's smile faded again, and he sighed softly in his heart.

It would have been nice if Wu had seen Xu Zi's part.

When Ji Yingfeng thought so, Wu Gou, who had watched the live broadcast all afternoon, turned off his computer.

He tried, but unfortunately failed.Even though he knew he wasn't there, the constantly flickering stage lights still made him feel uneasy.Wu Gou endured the discomfort and watched for a while, but before Xu Xun officially appeared on the stage, he lost completely in front of the overwhelming screams.His stomach, which had only eaten one meal that day without protesting, was churning, and even his throat was a little sore and itchy.Unable to wait for the time to close the webpage and the computer, Wu Gou pressed the power button with trembling index finger and waited for two seconds before rushing to the toilet.

A few minutes later, Wu Gou came out of the bathroom, his complexion was as white as if he had directly painted it with paint.He ate little, retched for a while but couldn't get anything out of his throat. It's not even 08:30. The most influential talent show of the year, the Future Tour, has just started its journey tonight's Weibo hot search list, but Wu Gou has already turned off all the lights and lay down on the bed.

Of course, it is impossible for Wu Gou to fall asleep smoothly at this point.He once promised Ji Yingfeng that no matter where they could go, they would definitely come back here in the end and draw an end to this experience together.Now Wu Qufei not only failed to be there, he even gave up the live broadcast, but he still remembered this agreement and stubbornly opened his eyes in the boundless darkness.It's just that it's not difficult for Wu Gou - it's obviously more difficult to fall asleep than to be awake.

Wu Gou stayed up all night, his heartbeat was muffled and rapid, mixed with the notes of irregular movements in his brain, echoing meaninglessly in a small space.Wu Gou felt that his heart was beating too fast, thumping like a dehydrated fish.Pressing on that thin layer of skin, one can clearly feel the fresh touch of the heart hitting the palm of the hand through the skin.I don't know how long it has passed, but I feel that my heartbeat is slowly easing up, and then Wu Gou tentatively reaches out, and carefully fumbles for the mobile phone that he doesn't know where he threw it.

The moment the screen was turned on, Wu Gou subconsciously wanted to escape.However, this physiological reaction was still under control. After a while, when he turned on the phone again, although he was still uncomfortable, he still just held the phone.

It has been less than two hours since the finals of the future tour ended, but the discussion on Weibo has not subsided because of the end of the show.Looking around, at least half of the hot search lists are words that Wu is familiar with.

#余书天高路远#

#Lu Yao live up to my youth#

#Xu Xun's debut#

#余书I finally stood here#

#Future tour absent one person#

#Yu Shu omnipotent#

There are a total of 11 debut positions, which means that regret is destined to be as inevitable and logical as human death.For most people, even if their little idols make their debut in a group, a crying at the level of flood discharge is inevitable.Even if the bystanders are like this, the authorities who personally participated in it should be even more difficult to calm down.

Naturally, Wu Gou didn't cry, but when he put the phone aside and started preparing for the drumbeat that was hovering in his mind before, he realized that he had forgotten the original rhythm of the rhythm.Not only the rhythm, but also a part of the heart was suddenly deleted with one click, leaving some gray and white grids representing transparency.This sudden daze quickly spread in all directions like a virus, so that when Wu Gou sat in front of the computer, his brain had become blank.

Be it the words or the music, the inspirations that were constantly splashing out of his mind like the sparks during metalworking practice are all gone, and even the vocaloid, which was touched by Wu Gou, is full of strangeness everywhere.In the blink of an eye, Wu Gou felt that something began to collapse: first some corners and innocuous parts, then some key joint bones, and finally the entire skeleton.

So he finally lost the ability to create.

From retiring to the present, Wu Gou has many fragments, some of which have been recorded, some are still quietly circulating in his mind, and the rest have disappeared without even having a single to-do-continuation.If the work is a child, and if it is not appropriate to call the fragmented and vague inspirations that are born before the work is formed, then the creator himself assumes the role of the gestator and the executioner at the same time.From this perspective, it is not a bolt from the blue that one day I suddenly find myself unable to create.

People who have repeated abortions will end up with infertility. That is not called jealousy, but at best it can be regarded as a cycle of cause and effect.Wu Gou was so amused by his strange logic that he wanted to laugh, but he didn't. In the end, he only made a strange sound from his throat.

Only a few hours later, Wu Gou closed the computer again. This time he was much calmer than last time, and he even knew that there would be such a day.There were crumpled printing papers lying on the ground, but Wu Gou didn't notice, when he stepped on one of them, he felt a tingling sensation from the soles of his feet.He didn't care, turned around and fell back on the bed, closing his eyes gently.

The nightmare that once made him nervous suddenly lost its threat. Wu Gou didn't know if he could sleep, but he felt that he could—he even felt that he could try to go out after waking up.Thinking like this, he still couldn't fall asleep physically, but he was rarely relaxed mentally.

When the alarm clock rang at 8 o'clock in the morning, Wu opened his eyes precisely, got up, changed his clothes and washed his clothes, just like a good boy with a healthy and regular schedule.Wu Gou's biological clock doesn't have a specific time marked for breakfast, but it doesn't matter, he can just try to go out for dinner.

if everything goes well.

At a quarter past eight, Wu Gou changed his clothes, took the keys and the mobile phone, put his hand on the doorknob, stood motionless like a sculpture for more than ten minutes, turned around and went back to the bedroom, rummaging through the boxes and chests to find what he had bought before. Useless masks.

Two minutes later at 08:30, Wu Gou was fully armed, his face was completely covered by a mask and hat, and he held the doorknob again.

At [-]:[-], Wu Gou returned to the bedroom, took off his mask and hat, and opened the delivery software.

Just before nine o'clock, the doorbell rang. Wu Gou didn't even think about the line "Estimated to be delivered in half an hour" when he ordered the takeaway. He squatted at the door for 2 minutes and opened the door carefully.

Unexpectedly, there was no takeaway bag at the door, but there was a person standing there.

Wearing a performance costume, her hair was scratched into a mess, and the heavy stage makeup on her face was already a bit smudged. She should have looked a little embarrassed, but it was okay if it fell on that person.The hairstyle is no longer obtrusive, the rivets and sequins on the clothes are no longer exaggerated, and even the long eyeliner that extends out has a special taste.Not only is it not embarrassing, but it even has a kind of natural beauty.

There are quite a few people who can hold weird makeup and hair. Face and body are two powerful tools for people to do whatever they want. However, those who can use words such as "should be so" and "naturally" to modify this event are people who know Wu enough Among all people, there is one and only one Xu Xun.