Chapter 1200: If you don't have clothes, then pick someone else's
At this point, the camera zooms out.
Four people and four riders, standing at the intersection with the red light on, looking at the traffic, so small.
Finally, the green light turned on, and the four of them rode their horses and galloped forward.
The focal length of the camera was focused on the traffic light, and everything around was blurred.
And the figures of those four people were slowly blurred in the steel forest.
At this time, the sound of the zither sounded, like a horse galloping wildly, and like a torrential rain hitting a window.
The sound of the zither gradually faded away, turning into a chorus of strings that set off the atmosphere, and the camera shifted to the gate of Colin's flight.
A young security guard, standing on a sentry post with his chest pouted, checked the documents for entering the vehicle, and saluted and let him go.
It wasn't the rush hour for work at this time, and after sending in a luxury car, the young security guard at the door was a little distracted, he stared into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.
At this time, the camera shone from the security room behind him, the focus changed, focusing on the near distance, and on the table in the near view, there was a photo of Jiang Wei taking them to accept the award together.
In the photo, Jiang Wei is standing in the middle, smiling happily with the other three security guards.
Next to the photo, there is a security guard's hat, which has fallen slightly into dust.
A ray of sunlight shone through the window of the security room, and the security guard's hat, half in the sun and half in the shadows, formed a strong chiaroscuro.
The focus zoomed out again, focusing on the young security guard standing with his back to the security room.
At this moment, the young security guard suddenly heard something. He turned his head to look around, and saw behind him, Jiang Wei hiding in the corner, greeting him.
The young security guard's eyes lit up and he wanted to scream, but Jiang Wei hurriedly put a finger on his lips.
Jiang Wei waved his hand at him, and the security guard looked left and right, and walked over quickly.
Then I saw that on the camera, Jiang Wei said something to the security guard, and the security guard showed a blank and resistant look.
Jiang Wei was about to say something, and suddenly on the left and right, each stretched out a hand, one covered the security guard's mouth, and the other dragged the security guard into the corner next to him.
Da Zhuang and the bald head happily began to pick off the security guard's clothes.
The security guard desperately protected his chest, looking aggrieved and frightened.
At this moment, the chorus begins:
The previous clear young man's chant turned into a heroic song, and Gu Xiaobai's high-pitched and loud voice shocked the eardrums:
"Do you say you have no clothes?
...... with the Son"
Seeing this, the audience almost burst into laughter.
Is that what it means to be unclothed?
Rip off other people's clothes and have your own clothes?
Is that what it means to be with the Son?
Putting someone else's clothes on oneself is a comrade?
In fact, this song puts "No Clothes" in the chorus. The lyrics of the main song are straightforward and somewhat melancholy.
It sings like the confusion of modern people, the helplessness of dreams and reality.
Something that is untouchable and always backfires.
But this chorus part is extraordinarily passionate and generous, which makes people want to go to war when they listen to it.
But at this moment, when I heard this chorus with this picture, there was a feeling of extreme contrast.
It's hard to laugh.
The screen changed to a security room.
Several security guards took off their clothes aggrievedly, and peeked at Jiang Wei while taking them off.
Then Jiang Wei tied them up and threw them in the corner.
The little security guard, who had been stripped of his clothes by Da Zhuang and the bald head just now, looked at the table aggrievedly, and there were still a few buns on the table that he had not finished.
Jiang Wei shook his head, picked up a bun, and stuffed it into his mouth.
The little security guard grinned, this smile was not good, and the bun fell to the ground.
Next to him, an emperor flew over with a bang, his mouth suddenly opened wide, and he swallowed the bun in one gulp, and then squatted on the ground, staring at the little security guard.
Staring and staring, suddenly there was a "hiccup" and a full hiccups.
Next to him, Scar, Da Zhuang, and bald head changed into security uniforms.
The three of them were tall, strong and thin, and they looked strange, not to mention strange, and they didn't wear modern clothes, they were crooked one by one.
Jiang Wei helped them tidy up their clothes and led them outside.
Looking from the rear, Jiang Wei walked in the front, with a baton hanging from his waist.
The three people in the back, with long knives, scimitars, and daggers hanging from their waists, are as weird as they are.
As soon as the screen turned, Jiang Wei used his previous password and led them through the emergency passage in the rear, through the corridor, and into a laboratory.
The lights in the lab come on.
On the left, a row of glass cabinets is quietly displayed.
In the glass case, more than a dozen "Yunzhongjun" aircraft of different colors, shapes, and sizes lie there quietly.
Next to him, Da Zhuang saw the flying machine, his eyes immediately lit up, he pulled out his long knife, and was about to smash it into the glass.
Jiang Wei hurriedly stopped him and pointed to the green light of a siren next to him.
If these glass covers are breached, an alarm will sound immediately.
Jiang Wei looked to the side, and several suitcases were placed on the workbench.
Jiang Wei opened a suitcase and saw a gray-black "Yun Zhongjun" with two protruding spikes welded on its shoulder, which looked like a half-finished product, was lying quietly inside.
The song continues:
"Wang Yuxingshi,
Repair my spear,
Enmity with the Son!"
Jiang Wei picked up the suitcase, and just as he wanted to take the suitcase next to him, he heard the door suddenly open.
A teenager walked in.
Jiang Wei hurriedly squatted down and hid behind the workbench.
Even from a distance, the focus was not aligned, and everyone immediately recognized that the young man who suddenly came in was Gu Xiaobai.
He walked over to the workbench and got busy.
Beside him, a hand reached over, touched and touched the left, and touched an empty bucket.
In the foreground, the container marked with aviation gasoline is slowly lowering.
The teenager was so focused on his work that he didn't notice that there were others in the lab.
The hand reached out again, grabbed and scratched on the left, and several times almost grabbed the other aluminum boxes.
But in the end, he grabbed an empty bucket and went over.
Three times, the teenager has been working hard.
In an instant, the camera lowered again, and Jiang Wei, who was hiding behind the workbench, had disappeared.
Behind the busy teenager, the laboratory door opened silently, and then there was a rustling sound.
Apparently someone cautiously climbed out of the camera.
Suddenly, I heard a "bang", and someone whispered: "Oops, it hurts!"
But I don't know who touched the head.
The boy looked left and right suspiciously, then lowered his head and continued to be busy.
Behind him, the door to the laboratory closed silently.
The boy got up and walked to the other side of the workbench, but suddenly realized that something seemed wrong.
Outside the laboratory, Jiang Wei took Scar and three people, carrying suitcases and aviation gasoline, and walked out in a line.
They try to behave as naturally and unobtrusively as possible.
But just as they reached the end of the hallway, a shrill siren suddenly sounded.
The song is back.