At the Poseidon Club, Xu Shrimp turned around on the first floor first.

In addition to the belly, there are also activity rooms for pot throwing, archery, billiards, cricket, fencing and other activities on the first floor, and there is even a mud bubble room, in which there are several large tanks of mud, and the ground is dirty. These alternative groups of people are isolated from society, but they also have ways to entertain themselves.

The entire first floor was a recreation room, and Xu Shrimp quickly finished turning around and ran to the second floor. There was a sign in front of the stairs that said "Non-members stop", but he ignored it and went straight to the side.

Unlike the first floor, the second floor is full of creative studios, with the largest number of oil painting studios, and other drawings, paintings, burning, tattoos, sculptures, clay sculptures, and everything. In an oil painting studio, Xu shrimp saw a big fat man, who was painting a "female body clay sculpture", so he took a few looks, and when he was about to leave, the "clay sculpture" suddenly blinked at him, and he was frightened, only to know that the clay sculpture was actually a naked female model covered in mud.

The two floors were quickly completed, whether it was entertainment or creation, it was very elegant and layered, Xu Shrimp felt a little at ease, but he still couldn't rest assured. Who knows if Ji Ruojia will impulsively model someone one day, or be hot-headed to engage in self-harm such as burning and tattooing?

As a spectator, he can praise the greatness of art and celebrate it from generation to generation; But as a relative of the pain of his skin, he would rather sweep it all into the garbage heap, preferably never turn over.

Xu Shrimp turned down from the second floor, and as soon as he reached the staircase, he was stopped by a bearded ballast.

The bearded half-dead face looked hostile: "Who let you go up?" ”

Xu Shrimp said calmly: "I'm sorry, let's go up and have a look." ”

The beard stubble pointed to the sign that the non-member stopped: "Can you just go on the first trip?" Don't see this sign? I also moved aside, don't you know how to be polite and don't know how to read? ”

Xu Shrimp really didn't do it right, and didn't want to entangle, so he said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I won't be next time." "Bypass him and want to go.

The beard stretched out his arm to stop: "You stand first, who are you?" ”

Xu Xia said helplessly: "I am really Ji Ruojia's brother-in-law, I don't believe you can ask her." He continued to apologize: "It's really the first time I've been here, and I feel curious, so I just looked around, it's a bit rude, you bear with me." He bowed slightly, and wanted to leave.

The beard scruff stopped again: "You say this is a faux pas?" You trespass in a private place, and a faux pas is over? ”

Xu Shrimp was really a little out of shape, and spread his hands: "Then what do you say?" I apologized and said good things, I'll see, I didn't steal anything, I didn't destroy anything, I didn't stretch out my hand and didn't hit the smiling person, what else do you want? ”

The beard was unshaven, and just about to say something, there was a rush of footsteps behind him, and the artists had returned from the award ceremony. Ji Ruojia was accompanied by her boyfriend and was being embraced by everyone at the forefront.

The beard was unshaven and immediately turned around: "Jiajia, you came just in time, come here." ”

When Ji Ruojia saw the little shrimp, she was stunned and rushed forward: "What are you doing here?" ”

The beard was unshaven and said, "He said it was your brother-in-law, or you found it." ”

Ji Ruojia snorted coldly: "How could I find this kind of person? Brother-in-law, I can't talk about it yet. ”

The beard's half-dead face was pulled at that time, and he said to Xiao Shrimp: "What else do you have to say?" Lying and deceiving people, sneaky, and stealing signs and running upstairs, what is the intention? ”

Xu Shrimp glanced at Ji Ruojia and sighed: "Okay, I admit it, I came by myself." Pointing at Ji Ruojia: "She is my girlfriend's sister, and her sister has been on a business trip for the past two days, so let me take care of it." I think she was young, and she didn't stay here all night, so she came to take a look, just as a relative, she cared about it, and if there was something wrong, I couldn't help it. ”

The bearded, half-dead face contorted with anger, "I knew you would think so." We live and create in our own place, and we provoke you? Why bother us? And ran to the door to insult? Is it so hard for us to give ourselves some space? ”

Xu Shrimp is depressed, cares about his family, how can it become an insult?

The bearded man who presented the award stepped forward with a sad and angry face: "Now that there is filth and ruins outside, there is no place for us, we are forced to create a pure land for ourselves, you still have to pollute, what are we doing?" Why can't you just let us go? Is it wrong that our only wish is to create with peace of mind? ”

These artists are very sensitive, even perverted, and the long-standing backlog of social dissatisfaction and depression erupts when they erupt, one by one, they surround the shrimp, gossiping, waving their fists and pointing their arms, and foaming at the mouth to denounce it.

The unlucky little shrimp just secretly went up to the second floor and was treated as a national thief.

Xu Xia admitted his mistake several times, but the situation became more and more intense, Rao is he has always been good-tempered, and he can't help but feel a little annoyed, but he still doesn't want to see this kind of abnormal person in general. The cold eyes looked around in the waves, and finally fell on Ji Ruojia's face.

Ji Ruojia was hindered by her sister's affection, so she couldn't bear to speak, and said coldly: "You don't have to look at me, I have nothing to do with you, you go, don't come in the future." ”

The thin young man also stepped forward: "Jiajia is doing well here, I will take care of her if there is something, I don't need your care." ”

Xu Xi stared at him with disgust, and said unceremoniously: "You take care of it? What do you take care of? Can you be a man with a mouth and a heart? I doubt that you can take care of yourself, whether your income can be guaranteed, you have nothing, what qualifications do you have to talk about care? ”

The young man was embarrassed and embarrassed, even more depressed, and involuntarily lowered his head.

Ji Ruojia screamed angrily: "Shut up!" Pointing at the little shrimp's nose and scolding: "You don't have to fake here, and you are not qualified to talk about him." Don't think I don't know who you are, if you don't pity my sister, do you think I can tolerate you? An abusive horseman, take care of yourself, who wants you to care about the dog with a mouse? ”

A sentence of abuse stabbed Xu Shrimp angrily, and forcibly stopped: "Why am I abusive?" Why don't you go to a one-night stand bar? I didn't get married, I didn't have a girlfriend, and I didn't know your sister at that time. I work hard during the day and relax at night with my labor income, why am I abusive? Say I'm not qualified, why don't you ask yourself if you're qualified? From childhood to adulthood, what you wear and what you usually use, which ones did you earn yourself? In addition to reaching out for money, self-exterminating society with this bunch of garbage, self-anesthetizing, and pretentious, what meaningful things have you done? ”

Ji Ruojia was a little blindsided by the robbery, moved her lips, and didn't say anything.

Xu Xi felt that in front of these people of the same kind, she might be able to achieve unexpected results by shattering all her beliefs and self-esteem.

Said quietly: "You think I want to care about you? If it weren't for your name Ji Ruojia, if it weren't for the fact that I love your sister, garbage like you, even if you rot into a dead mouse on the side of the road, I wouldn't bother to look at you. Still concerned about you? Do you know what these two words mean? Do you deserve to say these two words? Have you considered how much your sister has sacrificed for you over the years? Did you care about her? You and your group of people, all of whom are also raised by fathers and mothers, get together all day long, except for complaining is complaining, have you ever thought about your parents and relatives? They worked hard to raise you just to raise turtles with shrunken heads? ”

Ji Ruojia was even more speechless, her pretty face changed rapidly, and she didn't even have the strength to move her lips. The artists were silent, but they still stubbornly glared at the shrimp, maintaining the last bit of pitiful dignity with their eyes.

Xu Xia looked around, and said contemptuously: "Keep saying that the society is dirty and unfair, no matter how unfair the society is, the way of life is your own choice, and no one forces you." It is normal for ideals to compromise with reality, if you choose reality, you will dream less, and if you choose ideals, don't look back. But what are you now? I don't dare to accept reality, but I don't have the courage to pursue my ideals, I just run away endlessly, I burrow in the winter for years and months, hide in the stinky farts and scratch my fart, and make a few pieces of garbage, so I praise each other, and I think I am an artist, which artist is like you? ”

The thin young man suddenly raised his head with a flushed face, and said with anger: "You, you can insult my people, but you can't insult my works. ”

It turned out that when Xiao Shrimp mentioned "a few pieces of garbage", he pointed to a painting on the wall, which was his painting, and the young man who regarded art as his life couldn't stand it.

Not only the emaciated youth, but all the "artists" present, art is the only pillar of self-esteem for their survival and contempt for the world, and it can also be said to be a lifesaver. Including Ji Ruojia, all the artists raised their heads again, their eyes bloomed with confidence and provocative brilliance, and they saw what the little shrimp had to say.

Xu Shrimp sneered from his nose, took off the painting, and pointed: "Although I don't understand art, I have seen a few famous paintings, isn't this painting Gauguin's "Tahitian Girl", how did it become your work?" ”

The thin young man blushed with embarrassment and said, "I, I copied it." ”

Ji Ruojia obviously admired this young man very much, and said with her head held high: "Xiao Jiang's painting is better than Gauguin's original work, you are a layman, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." ”

There is no deepest happiness in the bone marrow than for his works to be appreciated by his beloved, the thin young man re-erecting his chest, his face full of pimples and pus, hugging and dancing together.

Xu Shrimp suddenly burst into laughter, attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone burst into angry eyes, eager to swallow this vulgar guy in one gulp.

Xu Shrimp stopped at the right time, raised the painting high, and said proudly: "Gauguin's original work is an immortal work created by traveling thousands of miles from France to Tahiti in the South Pacific Ocean to experience and live deeply, and to live and observe with the Tahitian natives for a long time. What's in this painting? Picking up people's teeth and painting tigers, no matter how high the art form is, it is just a piece of waste paper without life and soul, and you still have the face to say that it exceeds the original?

"Do you have a life? Do you understand life? You don't hear anything outside the window, you only know that Gu Ying pities himself, laments himself, and deserves to mention the word life? Do you know how workers work in full swing? Have you seen how farmers face the loess with their backs to the sky? Have you experienced how border guards defend the country in the ice and snow? You don't understand anything, you haven't seen anything, you don't know anything, you're completely a bunch of frogs at the bottom of the well who are arrogant, not only ridiculous, but even more pitiful and pathetic. All of you, like this painting, are simply a bunch of soulless walking dead! ”

"Smack!" With a crisp cracking sound, the glass splashed, and Xu Shrimp threw the painting to the ground without hesitation, and the last trace of dignity that the pseudo-artists relied on was completely shattered.

When the long-term impetuous self-deception is ruthlessly exposed, the vanity that the only survival depends on is brutally stifled, and the long-term and frequent failures suddenly accumulate and ferment, and become destruction at this moment, and life is also transformed into light smoke, turning into weightless nothingness. Everyone's eyes were glazed and silent, and from their eyes to their brains, they were blank.

Ji Ruojia half-lowered his head, his face turned pale, his lips trembled, and his delicate body trembled slightly, only the sword of Damocles on his chest kept a dangerous droop for thousands of years.

In the narrow corridor, more than thirty people were huddled together, and there was not a single sound except for the undulating breathing.

The thin young man suddenly held his head in his hands, let out a mournful cry from his throat, and swayed all over his body, pulling his hair vigorously, squatting on the ground and sobbing in pain.

Xu Xia didn't even look at him, and said to Ji Ruojia: "I remember that you have Rousseau's "Confessions" on your bookshelf, and there is also a portrait of Rousseau in your club hall. But I'm going to tell you, Rousseau is completely different from you garbage, he is a very real person who dares to face reality. He himself said that it was because he did not understand etiquette that he pretended to despise etiquette; It is because of the shyness of the birth surname that he pretends to be cynical; It is because of the inferiority complex that he disguises himself as fearless with a rude attitude. Whether to continue the mistakes of the master, or to hang a fig leaf on top of the master's mistakes, you think about it, I hope you will not fail the sword on your chest: it will not fade in the face of despair. ”

Ji Ruojia raised her head with a twitch in her face, trying to stretch her pretty face, and her eyes full of wild surnames still met his gaze unwilling to admit defeat.

Xu Shrimp smiled contemptuously and took out a wad of banknotes from his arms: "Not convinced? It's okay, don't you like money? I'll give you the money. You like your current life, it's a big deal that your sister and I will raise you for the rest of your life, just raise a pig who loves art. Keep wasting your life with your garbage. "Raise your hand and go.

The safflower banknotes fell from the sky overhead, and in the gap of slowly falling, Ji Ruojia saw the back of the shrimp passing through the crowd, and went without hesitation. The eyes quickly flushed, tears quickly gathered, grievances, resentment, remorse, confusion, guilt, countless emotions rushed fiercely in the mind, from the ears to the chest, all roaring.

Poseidon is famous for his furious roar, but Ji Ruojia has been in this club for a few years, and Poseidon is just a name, and it is just a name. However, at this moment, she heard for the first time a roar like an angry wave, like the waves of the sea churning and the clouds were raging.

◇◇◇◇◇ Xu Shrimp didn't stop, and quickly walked out of the door of the club, taking a big breath of the fresh night air, expressing the happiness or depression in his heart. Although it came suddenly, everything that should be said has been said, and it is unlikely that it will be better done, and the rest depends on Ji Ruojia's creation.

The cool night breeze was refreshing, Xu Shrimp calmed down, took out the car keys and prepared to leave.

A gentle voice suddenly sounded behind him: "I want to leave after scolding, when there is no one in the Poseidon Club?" ”

Xu Xia turned around, and a quiet and pretty figure walked towards him with bright eyes.

(To be continued)