Quiescence.

There was silence in the air.

Chixiao stiffened his neck and lay there, biting his lower lip slightly, wondering what kind of magic trick could turn back time.

Fortunately, Gu Qingjing was a reserved person, and his weight-bearing body did not support him, so he coughed low and changed the topic in time.

"Where is Boss Yu from?"

"I don't remember."

Basically all those who sing opera have a very miserable history of wandering, and when they were children, they all ran around, suffered from hunger, cold, and suffered all kinds of hardships.

Although Chixiao has never experienced it, this body has its own memories, and he can be deeply affected.

He was looking down to think about it when he suddenly noticed that something was wrong with the mood of the person behind him.

He turned his head back and looked lazily at the people around him.

Gu Qingjing has a clear appearance, but due to the extremely poor mental state of the whole person, he can almost only feel the frustration emanating from this person, and he can no longer detect his own Qingjun.

"How?"

Gu Qingjing came back to his senses and reluctantly hooked the corners of his lips at him.

"It's fine."

He looked up at the sunlight outside the window, under the same sunlight, but everyone had a different fate.

"I just think it's good, at least we all have a chance to struggle to get rid of fate, but some people's lives are frozen forever at a certain moment."

Chixiao thought of the background of this era.

The country is in danger, it was once powerful, but now it is just a cripple with a tall body, with equipment, weapons, and college graduates, but it can't win a battle.

And the most terrible thing is not losing, but that they still don't admit that they have lost, the war in the front is tight, the officials in the rear are tight, and those who can fight are pressed by waste materials that can't fight, they can't get command rights, they can't get equipment, they can only fight with their lives, they can fight with their lives, and the ending is also tragic.

Chi Xiao thought that he had understood the grief of war enough, but once he stood on a high perspective, but now he is the lowest person, and he can better understand what war is.

Gu Qingjing said.

"Do you know what is the most terrible thing about war?"

"It's not the casualties on the battlefield, it's that once it starts, you have to fill it with more flesh and blood to stop it."

"The scariest thing is not that it starts, but that no one knows how to stop it."

Chixiao reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said in a very firm voice: "You can." ”

Gu Qingjing didn't have any confidence, he just shook his head and smiled bitterly.

After lying down for half an hour, the entourage below Boss Yu came with news.

The Shuai Mansion is looking for someone, so let Gu Qingjing go home.

Gu Qingjing said goodbye to Chixiao, but he didn't expect to receive a very high evaluation from the other party.

"It's a good technique, and I'll come back often in the future."

Gu Qingjing responded with a smile and said that he would definitely come back if he had a chance.

But this opportunity came a little long, Chixiao waited and waited every day, waiting for the news that the commander who had lost the battle had gone crazy, but he had not waited for Gu Qingjing's news.

"Boss Yu, that person surnamed Lin was just put into an insane asylum yesterday, and it seems that he was really scared crazy by us."

Chixiao scattered the coins in his hand.

"Well done."

"Of course, we are professional in singing."

The boys who received the prize were smiling happily.

Chixiao raised his hand and asked the people to withdraw.

After they left, the entourage at the door walked in quietly, hanging his head and cautiously looking at Chixiao's face: "Boss Yu, you haven't been on stage for a few days, you plan to ......?"

"Fuck you."

Chixiao seemed to press a key to restore, and he could only say three sentences.