There is a crematorium, I won't say who it is

A few days later, the international flight of the Italian Philharmonic Orchestra landed at Berlin Tegel Airport.A lot of journalists and fans went there that day, and the pick-up hall was completely packed.

Xie Wen originally wanted to go to the airport to pick him up in person, but many people in the group sent him messages, saying that there is no need to be there, and they just meet at the hotel.

At 10:30 in the evening, the members of the orchestra arrived at the hotel lobby, first went to their respective rooms to put their luggage, and then had a supper at the hotel restaurant with Xie Wen.

It's been a long time since I saw Joshua. He still looks like he's doing nothing. The plaster casts on his arms and legs have been removed, and his sharp chin has become rounder.

He took the initiative to move the chair over to talk to Xie Wen, and they talked about Xu Luochen.

It turned out that after Xie Wen and Jiang Zhiye came to Berlin, Joshua sued Xu Luochen while recuperating from his injuries. The court summons was sent to the headquarters building of Lingyou Company, and eight hundred miles urgently delivered it to their president.

That night, several lawyers knocked on the door of Joshua's ward, showed evidence that he was unkempt in Tangjia City and that he was very likely to be considered a dangerous person abroad, and analyzed the stakes for him in English.

At the same time, Xu Luochen communicated with the Music Association of Tangjia City. As long as Joshua has similar behaviors seeking death, the Music Association and relevant departments of the city government will jointly issue a letter, asking the band to 'leave' Tangjia City.

This was originally a personal entanglement between two men fighting for love, but Xu Luochen was so excited that he didn't calm down so easily. Since Joshua wanted to hit the gun, he would accompany him at any time.

It stands to reason that the international status of their Philharmonic Orchestra is not low, but because Joshua has a bad relationship with the local rich man, it is very likely that he will not be able to eat in the future. Tangjia City is the most prosperous music industry in China. If the city is offended, it is equivalent to giving up a large part of the Chinese market.

The leader of the orchestra finally stopped shrinking and took the initiative to solve the matter, but the solution was also very simple: they directly apologized to Xu Luochen instead of Joshua.

Speaking of this matter, Joshua was still a little resentful in his words, but he has always been open to everything, and he didn't intend to pursue it further, but thought of another thing: "Liam, do you know that Jiang Zhiye? ?”

"It's considered acquaintance," Xie Wen said lightly, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I haven't seen him since the day you went to see me in the ward," Joshua said with nostalgia, "I like the food he brought me very much, it feels better than the Chinese food in Italy. More delicious."

Xie Wen: "So?"

"It's nothing, just talking," Joshua smiled, "What's the relationship between you two, why does he defend you so much?"

He didn't forget that Jiang Zhiye fought for Xie Wen's photo.

"The ex," Xie Wen said, "are you interested in him?"

Joshua shook his head: "I admit that he is indeed good-looking, but I think it might be a hit in bed. Besides, his personality is not my type."

Essentially, both of them are playboys, but Jiang Zhiye has a more picky taste.

However, there is no such thing as a horoscope, Joshua has already thought of bumping into the bed...

There was a sneer on the corner of Xie Wen's lips, he ignored him, stood up and left.

"Hello, Liam? Where are you going?"

Germans like to use all kinds of meat as ingredients for cooking. Xie Wen felt a little greasy in his mouth after eating it.

He went to the coffee machine in the corner to brew a cup of capsule coffee, and the pink creamer box with the pattern of cherry blossoms was thrown up and down in his palm.

How many days has it been since Jiang Zhiye left?

He took out his phone and looked at the calendar, oh, the first day.

Every day before class, Xie Wen could see the Buick with the local license plate number slowly following behind, grinding slowly, at a speed comparable to that of a turtle.One of them was in the car and the other was outside. They didn't need to say hello or talk, they just kept a certain distance and walked in the same direction.

Now that Jiang Zhiye has returned to China, that Buick will not deliberately follow behind him to protect him.Xie Wen was walking on the street, but he couldn't see the familiar license plate number when he looked back, and he was a little uncomfortable.

The aroma of coffee lingered in the air, calling back his thoughts. Xie Wen picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. He felt that the process of making coffee was a bit short, so he took out two or three capsules of coffee from the coffee box next to him, and brewed again. a cup.

He didn't know how many cups he had made, but he felt that he could stop here, so he took the cup and walked to the room on the top floor.

When passing by the elevator, someone suddenly called him: "William!"

Xie Wen turned around and saw the boy in charge of playing the harp in the orchestra come up and wave to him.

This guy has a pretty good relationship with him. His name is Adam. Every time he tours, the two of them sleep in the same room. They don't snore, sleepwalk, grind their teeth, or talk in their sleep.

"I'm going out to do some errands, and I may not come back until very late. I'll give you the room card. If you're sleepy, go to bed first."

He handed over the room card.

"Sorry, I don't live with you now," Xie Wen said tactfully, "You should keep this card yourself."

"What? Do you want to go out and live alone?" The man's eyes were slightly closed, with a look of shock.

Xie Wen roughly explained the reason to him, and the other party said "Oh" in a drawn-out voice: "I understand, I don't bother you anymore, you go to sleep."

"Good night."

Then they separated in the elevator room, and Xie Wen took the elevator to the top floor.

I don't know if it was because he drank too much coffee that night, and he suffered from insomnia.

Tossing and turning on the bed, unable to fall asleep, my nerves were very excited, I turned on my phone and played a few pieces of Debussy's music, but it didn't have any hypnotic effect.

In the middle of the night, Xie Wen turned on the light in the room, and suddenly saw someone send him a WeChat message, it was Qi Wangze from the boy group TheEternal.

[There was a live broadcast this morning, and the fans who watched the concert strongly urged you to appear on camera, how about it, are you coming or not? 】

Xie Wen replied: "I'm in Berlin now, so I may not be able to broadcast live."

[It's okay, you can connect to the mic, it must be early morning over there, why don't you go to sleep? 】

Xie Wen thought about it for a while, and then replied: "I can't sleep. But let's forget about the live broadcast, I don't look right now."

He doesn't go live and meet so many people unprepared.

[Okay, but you can use your Weibo account to enter the live broadcast room and say a few words, they all want to see you. 】

Xie Wen was noncommittal, exited the WeChat chat interface, and was about to click into Weibo when a voice call came in suddenly.

A series of bells burst out in the quiet room, urging him to answer it quickly.

As soon as Xie Wen picked it up, he heard a few anxious Italian words: "Liam, come down quickly, everyone is fighting, and the scene is very chaotic!"

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"It's Adam! He's fighting, and everyone can't persuade him. Some passing tenants have already called the police!"

"I'll go down and have a look now," Xie Wen was a little surprised, "But why did you inform me, shouldn't you go to the person in charge for such a thing?"

"Adam is saying your name, I can't hear what he said, anyway, you'd better come."

After hanging up the phone, Xie Wen turned on the bedside lamp, began to dress and comb his hair, and went out wearing a mask.

The floor of the standard room was crowded with busybodies taking pictures. In the crowd, he saw several men fighting together, all of them were members of the symphony orchestra, including strings, piano, harp, and flute ...

Adam saw Xie Wen from a distance, covered the corner of his bruised mouth, quickly broke away from the scuffle, and grabbed Xie Wen's wrist with strides.

"You're finally here, do you know what happened just now?! I'm so glad you're sleeping in a separate room with me tonight!"

"Joshua bastard, he dared to secretly film me taking a shower, I'm not gay, God, I feel disgusted when I think of my body being seen by him!"

Xie Wen looked at Joshua who was being beaten, and frowned: "Anyway, this is not a place to fight, why are they here to attack Joshua?"

"We found his photo album. When he was in China, this guy started secretly taking pictures. He took pictures of a lot of people. Naturally, he was beaten by many people."

Xie Wen stroked his forehead with a headache.

"Okay, don't let the situation escalate now, what are you going to do with this matter, just beat it up?"

"Of course not, we want to take him to the police..."

"Then stop beating," Xie Wen interrupted, "take him to the police right now."

Seeing this, other men and women in the orchestra helped to break up the fight. This was originally their own private matter, but because the fight happened in the corridor, it attracted everyone to watch, and finally turned into a social news.

All night, the members of the Philharmonic Orchestra could not sleep well. Xie Wen followed them to the police station. This time, the German in the orchestra stood up and was responsible for assisting the police in taking notes.

Regarding this matter...what to say, anyway, he has nothing to say.

At five o'clock in the morning, Berlin was shrouded in wet fog, and the morning light illuminated the hazy sky above the police station.

Xie Wen and three or four friends returned to the hotel first. They hurriedly opened the gate of the police station and walked out. A few police officers were dragging a young gangster for questioning.At this point in time, there were no other people on the street.

There is a dark alley diagonally across the street, with lush trees growing at the entrance of the alley, blocking the view inside.

When Xie Wen tried to take a taxi, he glanced casually, and suddenly froze.

If there is no problem with his vision, there is clearly a man standing in that dark alley.

Wearing a hoodie, with his head lowered, and a mask, he stared at Xie Wen with venomous snake-like eyes.

That uncomfortable feeling immediately flooded Xie Wen's heart.

"Liam, Liam, what are you doing?"

Xie Wen immediately turned around and said, "You guys wait here, I'll go across the street to have a look first."

He directly broke into the middle of the street, and quickly ran towards the alley, with questions from his friends and shouts from the roadside police behind him.

When he pushed aside those branches and broke into the alley, the man disappeared. If it wasn't for a string of muddy footprints left on the ground, Xie Wen almost thought that everything just now was his own illusion.

"Liam, what's the matter with you?"

The friend followed and patted Xie Wen on the back lightly.

"It's okay," he closed his eyes tiredly, "let's go first."

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This chapter made up for yesterday!There will be another update in a while.