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On the way back, they rarely talked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Cherokee drove slowly on the dirt road.

Zhong Xian felt a pain in his head, so he turned on the stereo in the car and played an English song to refresh himself. The song is "GoodFoot" by Justin Timberlake and Timbaland.

"Listening to the B-BOX driving, you will drive faster and faster. Do you want to fly?" Deng Yi said. His left elbow rested on the bottom of the door glass, his fingers beating involuntarily.

"This one is fine." Zhong Xian looked at Deng Yi with his peripheral vision. In the middle of the song, there is a long list of raps, and the singer reads the words at a very fast pace. "Sing like this, and the crippled tongue is just around the corner."

"You don't necessarily need to understand the 4/4 beat, just grasp each beat, control a passage of rap to exactly 4 bars, and let the last note rhyme. It's easier than solving a crime. Deng Yi followed the rhythm and used his tongue to beat the B-BOX drum, and sang two more sentences of English, which was decent. Zhong Xian turned his head to look at him in surprise, Deng Yi was a little more uninhibited and cool at this time, and he couldn't tell that he was a policeman at all.

"You're going to do this?"

"Who doesn't have a hobby?"

"Do you sing it often?"

"I won an award in the Campus Singer Competition. It's rarely sung now. ”

Zhong Xian's eyes lit up: "We still have this thing in common. I built a band when I was in school. Sing ballads. ”

"Your student days were so rich, you opened a detective agency and a band. Do you know what the student profession is for? Deng Yi said.

"The place that can make people angry is that I skipped class to start a band, but my academic performance is very good. I'm a guitarist and lead singer in the band. ”

"The lead singer? What songs have you sung? ”

"Too many to count." The bell string pressed on the control panel of the on-board computer, and GoodFoot interrupted. After a while, a melodious flamenco guitar slowly sounded in the car, and eight bars later, the drum beat quietly joined in. After measure 10, a male voice began to sing, his voice soft and childish. The style of the song is obviously supposed to be sad, but the singer sings with a sense of long-term and tenacity.

Deng Yi listened very attentively, and Zhong Xian drove the car silently. His heart was like a river of quiet that flowed slowly. He glanced at Deng Yi from time to time, and that guy had been listening carefully.

"This is what I recorded a long time ago."

"I know. Listen to the sound and know that it has just passed the voice change period. ”

"Do you know this song?"

Deng Yi nodded.

Zhong Xian was pleasantly surprised: "Really? ”

"After This Smoke Is Extinguished." Deng Yi directly said the name of the song

"It's a song that few people have heard. The original singer is not famous and never advertised. I adapted it, how? ”

"You used to be talented." Deng Yi did not hesitate to praise.

"What does it mean to be talented before? I have that now. ”

"It's impossible for you to sing that anymore. Have you ever written a song yourself? ”

"Of course. I wrote a lot when I was young, ignorant, and inexperienced, but now I can't write a single poem. Forget it, I'll let you listen to one. ”

Zhong Xian opened a folder on the screen of the car computer, and a row of audio files appeared in it, and he casually clicked on a song called "Gan Wei" to listen to it.

The guitar resumes, the intro is only four bars, and when the C chord turns to the G chord, the song goes straight to the main theme with the bright voice of the boyhood:

[You say I'm mad,

My symbol is unruly,

Someday,

I want to be rich

……]

Zhong Xian laughed first, "It's a shame." I haven't listened to it for years, but I remember that the melody was pretty good, and now I hear that the lyrics are too idiotic......"

Deng Yi made a gesture to shut up and don't disturb him listening to the song.

[I am willing to be a slave,

will not miss any opportunity,

clear goals,

All I want is money and love,

I will give everything, endlessly, at any cost,

My avatar will be printed all over the streets,

Don't look back and beg, don't say it again to break my heart just because you're afraid

All I want is money and love,

You look at it......]

"I can't take it anymore." The bell string turns the song off. "This kid is crazy, I really want to travel back in time and space to beat 'him'. I was not yet 18 years old. ”

"Very good." Deng Yi tried to stop him from turning off the music, "It's refreshing." ”

"Pull it down. I forgot that I was a megalomaniacal teenager. ”

"It's really good. You don't bury yourself to be flat. Deng Yi pointed to a folder named Shenjiao on the screen of the car computer and said, "Here are all songs written by yourself." Can it be transferred to my phone? ”

"Thank you, thank you, you will appreciate. My work as a minor. I went back and deleted it all. ”

"What do you mean? Are you going to pay to listen to the song or whatever?"

"You can't give money. Let's quickly change the subject and talk about something else. ”

Deng Yi didn't insist anymore.

They then fell silent.

Zhong Xin concentrates on driving.

The car finally got off the dirt road and onto a wide, smooth eight-lane asphalt road, and after driving over a hillside, I saw a construction site in progress.

"The real estate built here is a little far away from the city." Deng Yi said.

Zhong Xian said: "This is a project of CGNPC. Capped at the end of the year. ”

"Oh. Forget it's your business. Deng Yi paused for a while and then said, "Public relations or something is the main content of your work." ”

"Not exactly. But it's an important part. ”

"I haven't figured out what material you do, stone or steel or whatever, there has to be a specific classification."

Zhong Xian smiled and did not answer immediately. "How so?" He pondered.

"I don't know much about business. Mr. Li's company is a material manufacturer's office? Or an agent. ”

Zhong Xian thought for a moment and replied, "Neither." Again, both. ”

"Please bother with some advice."

"Here's an example to make you understand." "Suppose there's a huge vault right in front of you, but it has no doors or windows, and you want to get the money out." What should you do. ”

"First of all, find a way to get in."

"That's right."

"I still don't get it. Am I stupid?"

"Just tear a hole. You can do anything. ”

Deng Yi seemed to understand: "It doesn't matter what materials are managed. The important thing is how to tear the opening. ”

Zhong Xian smiled and didn't answer, just drive.

"As long as you tear the ......hole," Deng Yi pondered, "You must have a lot of methods in this regard, tearing the hole, even the ash can be sold as a building material, so there are so many tofu slag projects." ”

"Why did you get to the tofu scum again. Now how can unqualified materials be so easy to enter. Did you know how many levels you need to go through? How strict supervision should be undertaken, as well as spot checks by independent supervision units in the early, middle and completion periods......"

"No matter how many levels you have to go, you all have a way to do it, don't you?"

"I know you admire me, brother. But if it were that easy, everyone could make that money. This has nothing to do with Xiao Zhu's disappearance. Let's change the subject. ”

"Why did you choose to get into this business in the first place?"

"To make money, Sir. Which line is not the same? Unless you are willing to live a life of hunger and starvation, and you are willing to admit that you are not entitled to happiness and do not deserve to have the people and everything you like. Rao is a policeman, and you also know that there is a game of sidekicks everywhere in society, just like a naked/physical small card will be stuffed into the cracks of ordinary people's doors every day, and you don't bother to care. ”

"I don't deny what you say...... But isn't it ...... that your talent is only used in this area?"

"Do you want to say that I'm sorry again?" Zhong Xian couldn't help but try to dissolve the feeling that made him uncomfortable.

"I want to say...... Even if you think that your goal is clear, even if you have earned it, are you happy as you wish? ”

"What the hell is happiness." Zhong Xian stared at the road in front of him tightly: "Why are we debating like a debate, let's talk about Fengyue." Isn't the scenery along the way quite nice? Or talk about whether you've really never been in a relationship? ”

Deng Yi held his chin with his hand. "Let's talk about the reason why you have a two-faced personality. You've opened a detective agency, you've built a band, you've been an active student, and you've been a white-collar businessman. Is it a person? ”

"Soldier toilets?"

"Hmm."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't understand, I'm too lazy to explain."

"What does it mean to be isolated?"

"Almost."

"Am I an excavation? I'm just giving you this feeling? ”

"There are no decorations in the car, and the same is true in your house, you say you are a guitarist, but I don't see a shadow of a guitar in your house. It shows that you have long given up your hobby, except for work-related smart products, there is not a potted plant, no photo frames, and no souvenirs. I thought you might be someone who didn't have a taste for life, but you were so active when you were a student, what made you change. ”

"Who can not be changed by life." Zhong Xin struggled to concentrate on the road. I don't want to think about the words of the person next to me.

"You're not just changed, it's more like you've been castrated."

Zhong Xian choked, "Are you going to save me?" Doctor! He turned his head to look at Deng Yi, and suddenly a white shadow flashed in front of the car, he slammed the steering wheel and stopped on the side of the road. The white shadow could be an animal running past.

Deng Yi looked left and right to make sure that there was no accident. "I know I'm beautiful. When you're staring at me, can you keep an eye on the road at the same time? Otherwise, how about I'll open it? ”

Zhong Xian smiled slightly embarrassed, and he admitted that he was not in a good state for sleep deprivation. They switched places and Deng Yi drove the car. When Deng Yi sat in the driver's seat, he tried the throttle in neutral, and then skillfully started the car to accelerate on the road.

"What kind of car do you usually drive?" Zhong Xian asked.

"Police car." Deng Yi replied stiffly.

After driving for more than an hour, the car passed through Shuanglong, Longcheng Square, Henggang and Universiade, and when passing Danzhutou, Deng Yi drove the car into a side road, which was full of cars.

They got out of the car and walked into a beef noodle restaurant. The noodle restaurant is small, but it is neat and orderly, and the most rare thing is that it is not crowded, with only three tables of customers. The owner of the noodle restaurant is a middle-aged fat man, he came over in person with the menu, Deng Yi ordered two bowls of noodles, and handed over the money to the owner of the noodle restaurant after ordering, completely eliminating the possibility of Zhong Xian paying the bill and inviting guests. Zhong Xian smiled, picked out two pairs of convenient chopsticks from the chopsticks basket on the table, and handed a pair to Deng Yi.

"You can concentrate on me now." Deng Yi said. "Why don't you look at it again?"

Zhong Xianzheng was engrossed in looking at the exploded picture of the whole body of a cow hanging on the wall, a good picture of a cow grazing, and the shopkeeper marked the name of the meat of the cow in various parts of the body, such as the place under the belly of the cow was circled and written with the words "beef brisket" and so on.

When Zhong Xian heard the sound and looked at Deng Yi, the latter's eyes were looking at him with a smile, and the thoughtful expression along the way was gone. At this time, the eyes were deep and clear, like a glowing liquid converging into a crystal arc. Zhong Xian stared in, but could not find the words to describe it. He had never seen human eyes so bright and transparent before.

That's why I wanted to keep an eye on this guy. He always felt that there was something in Deng Yi's eyes, and he wanted to decipher it - was it doubt, speculation, or something else? Zhong Xian's heart has long been like a worm crawling, always itchy. He opened his mouth to explain, but how? What does he mean to him?

"I'm grateful that you've been trying to be my psychic guide, but have you ever healed your own illness first, such as why don't you fall in love?" Zhong Xian asked again.