bereavement
Chapter 35
Xie Qin quit his job at the bar, and he will be taken to meet his new owner on the radio tonight.
He was signed by a commercial label. Although it has just been established, there are capital investors behind it, and its development prospects are not bad.
The name is also resounding, WEight, referred to as W8, Xie Qin would like to call it bastard.
W8 has signed four rappers, all of whom have won underground battle championships. They are very different from Internet players like Xie Qin who became famous overnight. They all slowly climbed up from various bottom-level competitions. The level of rapping crushed Xie Qin.
The underground freestylebattle has more or less indecent content, personal attacks, greetings to one's own mother, pornographic and swear words, and swearing can even rhyme.
Xie Qin watched a few competitions they had participated in on the Internet, yes, all of them are top bad mouth masters, and they can be called swear words artists.
The meeting place was W8. The radio station and the new owner checked the contract in the meeting room, and Xie Qin sat on the sofa outside and smoked.
After he fell asleep last night, Jiang Yanyu hung up the phone. He called once this morning, but he didn't answer. He called a second time just now, and the phone was turned off.
Very good.
Xie Qin narrowed his eyes, blew out a smoke ring, and then heard a male voice next to him: "You can do this."
Looking up, he saw a young man about 20 years old, with AJ feet, flower tattoos on his arms, wearing all black, and quite tall.
"Wan Zeyu," he stretched out his hand, and said casually, "I've heard your song, it's okay."
Xie Qin snorted, "Only you?"
"Those three went to the gym." Wan Zeyu stared at his face, and after a long while said, "The more you look at it, the more familiar it looks."
"Can you make drinks?"
"meeting."
"That's you," Wan Zeyu sat on the sofa, keeping a distance from him, "I've seen you several times at the bar, and you haven't combed your hair, so you can't recognize it."
"Oh."
Xie Qin typed on the phone screen with his head down, and sent a text message to Jiang Yanyu, asking him if he was dead or not.
Wan Zeyu is a discerning master. Seeing that Xie Qin didn't pay much attention to himself, he stopped talking and opened the game to play ranked.
Half an hour later, Xie Qin was called into the meeting room. He glanced at the contract briefly to make sure that there were no traps and pitfalls before signing and pressing his fingerprints.
At first he thought he could finally go home and get a good night's sleep, but the founder of the label asked him to have a dinner with the other four people. It was not appropriate to say anything, and Xie Qin had to go.
He has always talked very little in this kind of dinner, he is too lazy to squeeze out a fake smile to toast to please him, push glasses and change dishes to flatter him, and Xie Qin is impatient, eating Nima for four hours at a meal can make him Grinding to death.
Among the other three rappers, the youngest is 19 years old, and the oldest is 27 years old. His personality is not as irritable as Xie Qin imagined, and they are easy to get along with. They swear as frequently as him, and they don't shoot fragrance like a machine gun.
At 9 o'clock in the evening, Xie Qin called Jiang Yanyu again, but the phone was still turned off.
His face is expressionless, and his mood swings are fairly stable. He is not the kind of person who would dream about his partner without answering the phone.
Xie Qin felt that there were only two reasons why Jiang Yan wanted to shut down the phone. Either today's work was extremely important and could not be disturbed, or he died in a car accident.
When the call rang, Xie Qin immediately picked up the phone, but was excited for a while.
Wan Zeyu glanced at the phone, saw the caller's name, and hung up decisively. Not long after, the other party called again, and he hung up again. The other party called again, and he hung up again.
Looking across the phone screen inadvertently, Xie Qin saw a familiar name.
"Yin Jie?" Xie Qin raised his eyebrows.
Wan Zeyu looked up at him, "You know him?"
"Come to the bar often."
"This kid is an MB," Wan Zeyu paused, "Is he an adult?"
"No."
"It's really cruel to come out and sell underage." Wan Zeyu clicked his tongue several times.
Xie Qin had a playful look in his eyes: "You used to prostitute him."
"No whoring," Wan Zeyu said, "He did it voluntarily."
When he met Yin Jie on the dance floor that day, he felt that this person's back was pretty and his skin was fair, so he couldn't help but want to tease Yin Jie, pinched Yin Jie's butt twice, Yin Jie didn't hide, and later went to the hotel with him .
After a week of friendship with friends, Wan Zeyu suspected that Yin Jie was a prostitute, and the spare tire he kept in WeChat received 99+ messages every day. Yin Jie was typing and replying, while panting under him. What a man can bear it.
"You're bent." Wan Zeyu reacted belatedly, and looked at Xie Qin in shock.
Xie Qin gave him a look back: Aren't you too?
"I'm not gay, I'm fine with a woman."
He can be good-looking, but he just looks like a dog, "There are quite a lot of people chasing you, but there are so few 1s now."
Xie Qin thought of Jiang Yanyu who was far away in Shenzhen, and said a little aggrievedly: "I am 0.5."
"..."
Wan Zeyu didn't quite believe that he could take it like this, "Do you have a boyfriend now?"
"Ah."
"How long have you been there?"
Xie Qin was silent for a while: "11 years."
Wan Zeyu just wanted to say, "Fucking awesome", suddenly felt something was wrong, Xie Qin is only 23 this year, where did 11 years come from?
He looked at Xie Qin, remembered those rumors on the Internet, understood, and was a little embarrassed, not knowing what to say.
Coincidentally, Xie Qin's cell phone rang.
Jiang Yanyu called.
"Alive?" Xie Qin answered in seconds.
"Ah."
Jiang Yanyu's tone made him feel a little uncomfortable, indifferent, heavy, and with a hint of perfunctory, as if he felt that disappearing for a day was not a big deal.
He suppressed his emotions and asked, "Where is it? I'll find you."
"Don't come."
Xie Qin snorted, remained silent for two seconds, and said, "Just tell me where I am."
"city center."
Before he could answer the call, he suddenly heard a woman's voice from the opposite side: "Mr. Jiang, why is the storage room locked?"
"..."
Xie Qin and Jiang Yanyu were silent at the same time.
Apart from Xie Qin, Jiang Yanyu had never brought anyone to that top-floor mansion, but this time he not only brought a woman in, but also directly allowed her to go up to the third floor.
Xie Qin's face was completely expressionless, and he didn't intend to ask Jiang Yanyu, "Who is this woman?" To be honest, he was very annoyed by this vulgar and bloody thing, and now it happened to him. The biggest feeling is only nausea and want to vomit.
"Don't go again."
Jiang Yan wanted to warn her, his voice was as cold as ice, and then he said to Xie Qin: "I will look for you tomorrow, hang up."
"Are you in a bad mood?" Xie Qin asked.
"Yes."
"Then go die."
Xie Qin said: "Don't vent your negative emotions on me. If you are not happy, you will die. If you don't want to do it, I will help you. After solving your mess, you can find me."
When he said this, he was very calm and the volume was not loud. Only Wan Zeyu who was sitting next to him heard it, but Wan Zeyu didn't look up and chose to pretend to be deaf.
There was some noise on the phone, the woman heard what he said, and wanted to talk back, asking Jiang Yanyu if she could give her the phone, Xie Qin didn't hear what Jiang Yanyu said, and she definitely disagreed anyway.
"give her."
Xie Qin rubbed his forehead impatiently.
A few seconds later, a woman's voice sounded: "You are Xie Qin, right?"
"I'm your wild father."
"I know that Mr. Jiang picked you up from the street. You little bastard, you are really uneducated and your mouth is not clean."
The woman's tone was flat, but with a natural sense of superiority and arrogance: "I won't teach you a lesson this time, but if you say another bad word after you get home, get out immediately."
"Big sister, who are you?" Xie Qin said lazily.
"Mr. Jiang's fiancée," the woman's voice rose, "I agree that he will continue to raise your cheap son. You can live with us, but you must respect me, and don't try to compete with our children for property, understand?"
This woman doesn't seem to know the true relationship between him and Jiang Yanyu.
Xie Qin wanted to laugh a little, coughed and said, "So you're my mother?"
"You deserve it too?!" The woman suddenly became annoyed, "I will only be the mother of my own child, and you can only call me Mrs. Jiang from now on."
"Don't," Xie Qin yawned, "I didn't have a mother since I was a child, so please take pity on me."
"It's not a question of being pitiful. You and I are not of the same class at all. If you call me mother, I'm sorry. To be honest, I feel a little disgusted."
Xie Qin was uncharacteristically calm, "Just call once, okay?"
The woman thought for a few seconds, and reluctantly said like giving alms to a stray dog: "You come back and bark in front of me."
"Now."
"No." The woman said decisively.
"Don't be silly." Xie Qin was annoyed.
"... Is there anyone around you? If not, it's fine."
"No," Xie Qin suppressed his excitement, "Mom."
The woman responded to him: "Yes."
Xie Qin quickly patted Wan Zeyu on the shoulder, pointed at himself and said, "Call me a curse, don't ask."
"Grass your mother."
"louder please."
Xie Qin put the mobile phone to Wan Zeyu's mouth, and then, a deafening "Grass your mother" came to the other side's ear.
"Elder Sister, did you hear that? My brother wants to rape you," Xie Qin said with an extremely nasty smile, "I also want to rape your man."
He was signed by a commercial label. Although it has just been established, there are capital investors behind it, and its development prospects are not bad.
The name is also resounding, WEight, referred to as W8, Xie Qin would like to call it bastard.
W8 has signed four rappers, all of whom have won underground battle championships. They are very different from Internet players like Xie Qin who became famous overnight. They all slowly climbed up from various bottom-level competitions. The level of rapping crushed Xie Qin.
The underground freestylebattle has more or less indecent content, personal attacks, greetings to one's own mother, pornographic and swear words, and swearing can even rhyme.
Xie Qin watched a few competitions they had participated in on the Internet, yes, all of them are top bad mouth masters, and they can be called swear words artists.
The meeting place was W8. The radio station and the new owner checked the contract in the meeting room, and Xie Qin sat on the sofa outside and smoked.
After he fell asleep last night, Jiang Yanyu hung up the phone. He called once this morning, but he didn't answer. He called a second time just now, and the phone was turned off.
Very good.
Xie Qin narrowed his eyes, blew out a smoke ring, and then heard a male voice next to him: "You can do this."
Looking up, he saw a young man about 20 years old, with AJ feet, flower tattoos on his arms, wearing all black, and quite tall.
"Wan Zeyu," he stretched out his hand, and said casually, "I've heard your song, it's okay."
Xie Qin snorted, "Only you?"
"Those three went to the gym." Wan Zeyu stared at his face, and after a long while said, "The more you look at it, the more familiar it looks."
"Can you make drinks?"
"meeting."
"That's you," Wan Zeyu sat on the sofa, keeping a distance from him, "I've seen you several times at the bar, and you haven't combed your hair, so you can't recognize it."
"Oh."
Xie Qin typed on the phone screen with his head down, and sent a text message to Jiang Yanyu, asking him if he was dead or not.
Wan Zeyu is a discerning master. Seeing that Xie Qin didn't pay much attention to himself, he stopped talking and opened the game to play ranked.
Half an hour later, Xie Qin was called into the meeting room. He glanced at the contract briefly to make sure that there were no traps and pitfalls before signing and pressing his fingerprints.
At first he thought he could finally go home and get a good night's sleep, but the founder of the label asked him to have a dinner with the other four people. It was not appropriate to say anything, and Xie Qin had to go.
He has always talked very little in this kind of dinner, he is too lazy to squeeze out a fake smile to toast to please him, push glasses and change dishes to flatter him, and Xie Qin is impatient, eating Nima for four hours at a meal can make him Grinding to death.
Among the other three rappers, the youngest is 19 years old, and the oldest is 27 years old. His personality is not as irritable as Xie Qin imagined, and they are easy to get along with. They swear as frequently as him, and they don't shoot fragrance like a machine gun.
At 9 o'clock in the evening, Xie Qin called Jiang Yanyu again, but the phone was still turned off.
His face is expressionless, and his mood swings are fairly stable. He is not the kind of person who would dream about his partner without answering the phone.
Xie Qin felt that there were only two reasons why Jiang Yan wanted to shut down the phone. Either today's work was extremely important and could not be disturbed, or he died in a car accident.
When the call rang, Xie Qin immediately picked up the phone, but was excited for a while.
Wan Zeyu glanced at the phone, saw the caller's name, and hung up decisively. Not long after, the other party called again, and he hung up again. The other party called again, and he hung up again.
Looking across the phone screen inadvertently, Xie Qin saw a familiar name.
"Yin Jie?" Xie Qin raised his eyebrows.
Wan Zeyu looked up at him, "You know him?"
"Come to the bar often."
"This kid is an MB," Wan Zeyu paused, "Is he an adult?"
"No."
"It's really cruel to come out and sell underage." Wan Zeyu clicked his tongue several times.
Xie Qin had a playful look in his eyes: "You used to prostitute him."
"No whoring," Wan Zeyu said, "He did it voluntarily."
When he met Yin Jie on the dance floor that day, he felt that this person's back was pretty and his skin was fair, so he couldn't help but want to tease Yin Jie, pinched Yin Jie's butt twice, Yin Jie didn't hide, and later went to the hotel with him .
After a week of friendship with friends, Wan Zeyu suspected that Yin Jie was a prostitute, and the spare tire he kept in WeChat received 99+ messages every day. Yin Jie was typing and replying, while panting under him. What a man can bear it.
"You're bent." Wan Zeyu reacted belatedly, and looked at Xie Qin in shock.
Xie Qin gave him a look back: Aren't you too?
"I'm not gay, I'm fine with a woman."
He can be good-looking, but he just looks like a dog, "There are quite a lot of people chasing you, but there are so few 1s now."
Xie Qin thought of Jiang Yanyu who was far away in Shenzhen, and said a little aggrievedly: "I am 0.5."
"..."
Wan Zeyu didn't quite believe that he could take it like this, "Do you have a boyfriend now?"
"Ah."
"How long have you been there?"
Xie Qin was silent for a while: "11 years."
Wan Zeyu just wanted to say, "Fucking awesome", suddenly felt something was wrong, Xie Qin is only 23 this year, where did 11 years come from?
He looked at Xie Qin, remembered those rumors on the Internet, understood, and was a little embarrassed, not knowing what to say.
Coincidentally, Xie Qin's cell phone rang.
Jiang Yanyu called.
"Alive?" Xie Qin answered in seconds.
"Ah."
Jiang Yanyu's tone made him feel a little uncomfortable, indifferent, heavy, and with a hint of perfunctory, as if he felt that disappearing for a day was not a big deal.
He suppressed his emotions and asked, "Where is it? I'll find you."
"Don't come."
Xie Qin snorted, remained silent for two seconds, and said, "Just tell me where I am."
"city center."
Before he could answer the call, he suddenly heard a woman's voice from the opposite side: "Mr. Jiang, why is the storage room locked?"
"..."
Xie Qin and Jiang Yanyu were silent at the same time.
Apart from Xie Qin, Jiang Yanyu had never brought anyone to that top-floor mansion, but this time he not only brought a woman in, but also directly allowed her to go up to the third floor.
Xie Qin's face was completely expressionless, and he didn't intend to ask Jiang Yanyu, "Who is this woman?" To be honest, he was very annoyed by this vulgar and bloody thing, and now it happened to him. The biggest feeling is only nausea and want to vomit.
"Don't go again."
Jiang Yan wanted to warn her, his voice was as cold as ice, and then he said to Xie Qin: "I will look for you tomorrow, hang up."
"Are you in a bad mood?" Xie Qin asked.
"Yes."
"Then go die."
Xie Qin said: "Don't vent your negative emotions on me. If you are not happy, you will die. If you don't want to do it, I will help you. After solving your mess, you can find me."
When he said this, he was very calm and the volume was not loud. Only Wan Zeyu who was sitting next to him heard it, but Wan Zeyu didn't look up and chose to pretend to be deaf.
There was some noise on the phone, the woman heard what he said, and wanted to talk back, asking Jiang Yanyu if she could give her the phone, Xie Qin didn't hear what Jiang Yanyu said, and she definitely disagreed anyway.
"give her."
Xie Qin rubbed his forehead impatiently.
A few seconds later, a woman's voice sounded: "You are Xie Qin, right?"
"I'm your wild father."
"I know that Mr. Jiang picked you up from the street. You little bastard, you are really uneducated and your mouth is not clean."
The woman's tone was flat, but with a natural sense of superiority and arrogance: "I won't teach you a lesson this time, but if you say another bad word after you get home, get out immediately."
"Big sister, who are you?" Xie Qin said lazily.
"Mr. Jiang's fiancée," the woman's voice rose, "I agree that he will continue to raise your cheap son. You can live with us, but you must respect me, and don't try to compete with our children for property, understand?"
This woman doesn't seem to know the true relationship between him and Jiang Yanyu.
Xie Qin wanted to laugh a little, coughed and said, "So you're my mother?"
"You deserve it too?!" The woman suddenly became annoyed, "I will only be the mother of my own child, and you can only call me Mrs. Jiang from now on."
"Don't," Xie Qin yawned, "I didn't have a mother since I was a child, so please take pity on me."
"It's not a question of being pitiful. You and I are not of the same class at all. If you call me mother, I'm sorry. To be honest, I feel a little disgusted."
Xie Qin was uncharacteristically calm, "Just call once, okay?"
The woman thought for a few seconds, and reluctantly said like giving alms to a stray dog: "You come back and bark in front of me."
"Now."
"No." The woman said decisively.
"Don't be silly." Xie Qin was annoyed.
"... Is there anyone around you? If not, it's fine."
"No," Xie Qin suppressed his excitement, "Mom."
The woman responded to him: "Yes."
Xie Qin quickly patted Wan Zeyu on the shoulder, pointed at himself and said, "Call me a curse, don't ask."
"Grass your mother."
"louder please."
Xie Qin put the mobile phone to Wan Zeyu's mouth, and then, a deafening "Grass your mother" came to the other side's ear.
"Elder Sister, did you hear that? My brother wants to rape you," Xie Qin said with an extremely nasty smile, "I also want to rape your man."
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