On the outskirts of the Southern District, somewhere in an industrial waste area.

The dilapidated and crippled area is covered with ashes, and the building, which is covered with many cracks, is ready to collapse at any time. There is a mountain of filthy garbage here, and even municipal cleaners don't bother to recycle it here. But it has become a shelter for wanderers, like a cold night's sleep on the street or under a flyover. In case of bad luck and a torrential rain, who will pity them. Merchants who have no conscience still want to change the abandoned area into a school district building or a building plot in the abandoned area with the idea of making money. Where does this leave the wanderers? Who cares how they are.

Nobody, no one will be like this. As long as they eat and drink enough, throw a steamed bun and give them alms. People don't care so much, just watch them eat steamed buns. Because even the industry of wanderers is pirated by others, winning people's conscience and defrauding others of their money. It's that people are afraid, so they don't bother to care about them. Burst out of your own heart, let them fend for themselves, and reincarnate in a good family in the next life.

Life in the world must depend on survival. Maybe someone will help you, but it won't help you for a lifetime, just like a drama, feel joys and sorrows, others will remind you of some lines, but they won't act for you, maybe they will replace you, they will replace your whole life.

The fat man and Xiao Wu swiped their mobile phones, the screen was full of delicious food, and they were hungry recently, and Xiao Wu looked at the fat man's face closely, and they lost a lot of weight. The two of them brushed the menu for half an hour, but they still didn't see anything delicious, and the current merchants are too unconscionable. Anything cuts corners, the real thing doesn't match the picture, obviously ordered a duck, but when it was delivered, it was more than half smaller. Don't ask how big it is, you have to taste it, and put your hopes on the quality and meatiness. As a result, the flesh is hard and hard, mushy and black. There is no place in the whole duck that can be eaten.

If you want to look like you don't look good, you want quality without quality, you want texture without taste, you want body shape without body shape. To complain about them, all the so-called bad reviews have been brushed down, but the good reviews have been brushed out. It's really everything, it's comparable to the KFC fast food in China now.

"Fatty, did you find it? Why don't we just order something to eat, if we haven't found it yet, Tu Lin's guy is going to eat us raw. ”

The two squatted in front of the building in the abandoned area, the two held their mobile phones, and they started swiping from an hour ago, neither of them was a Libra and they were not picky eaters. You have to find good quality, well-fed, and cheap.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute...... Don't rush yet, take your time and order. We are not picky eaters, but Tu Lin's guy likes to be picky eaters, he doesn't eat this or that, the food can't be too spicy, not too salty, and can't be light. She doesn't eat vegetables and inferior meat, the rice can't be too hard or too soft, she eats fish only skin and pork belly only lean meat, I really don't know how the meat on her body grows. ”

The fat man stared at the screen with his eyes, and the food passed in front of his eyes, and he was like a senior auditor, and he was not satisfied.

"Girls, it's normal to be picky eaters." Xiao Wu looked at the screen and said, "If the menstrual holiday comes, the three of us will have to die." ”

"Why don't we order her a brown sugar ginger tea?" The fat man looked at Xiao Wu with a simple smile on his face.

Xiao Wu stared at the screen and thought, with the smile exposed, it was equal to revealing his true appearance, "Good idea, how about a few more servings of brown sugar ginger water, brown sugar eggs, brown sugar ginger soup, wolfberry red date tea, red date longan, wolfberry brown sugar water?" ”

"Yes, she will definitely like it, and she will definitely make up for it!" The fat man couldn't wait to see Tu Lin's smile full of joy.

"Let's go get some more of our own food...... Hey, let's order a shredded meat, I'm tired of eating hamburgers, Coke must be. ”

"I'm going to call the chickens, no, I'm going to order a whole chicken bucket, and there's ...... A few more deluxe barbecue pizzas. The fat man added several items to his cart.

"Shall we finish eating so much?" Xiao Wu asked him.

"Just because you can't finish eating doesn't mean I can't finish it."

"That's right! Then I'll order another ramen. ”

The two of them were busy ordering, their eyes went up and down, and their fingers kept walking. Black Flag slept with a gun in his arms, snoring coming out of his mouth. It could be that he dreamed of his lover in a dream, or it could be his sweetheart, who actually licked the barrel of the gun. I'm really not afraid that when I fall asleep, if my finger accidentally pulls the trigger, the whole person will immediately ascend from sleep.

Tu Lin found a corner and held her mobile phone to make a video call with the instructor. Everything was burned in the Red Plum Chamber, and everything there was reduced to ashes along with the flames.

She used WeChat to video talk to the instructor, but the light was still dim opposite, and the sound of music restlessness could be faintly heard.

"Boss..."Tu Lin stood the phone on the table, holding the stand to support the phone.

Then, the music on the opposite side slowly stopped, and the sight of the lights flickered, and I saw the instructor sitting on the back chair with his back to Tu Lin, I don't know why all the people behind the scenes like to turn their backs to others. At the instructor's feet, a young man was kneeling, who was licking the indicator's high heels. Humble as a dog, or perhaps inferior to a dog to him.

"I saw the news this morning, so many people have died, you guys did a good job." The instructor wore long red hair, smiled, and painted a very bright blood-colored lipstick on her mouth. She put her foot on the man's head and pressed his head to the ground.

"But...... Codename 'Seven' is dead, and he had an arm cut off by members of Daybreak, and I brought his arm back. Tu Lin said softly, she didn't reveal the slightest bit of information that she burned the code name "Seven" with her own hands.

"I know!" The instructor blurted out, "In the end, you solved him, did a good job, and was ambitious!" ”

Tu Lin's face panicked suddenly, why did the instructer know what she did, could it be that the instructor still knew that she let the other party go...... She really didn't dare to underestimate the power of the instructor, every step she made might be manipulated like a marionette under the surveillance of the instructor.

"Hug ...... I'm sorry. Tu Lin bowed her head and apologized.

"You don't have to say sorry to me, even if you don't burn him to death, he will die slowly, you just give him a relief." The instructor's tone was cold, but it sounded horrible.

"The two bottles of potion I gave him, although they can break through the maximum limit of the human body, will also kill him." Tu Lin raised her head slowly, she already had a guess in her heart, the two bottles of potion on the code name "Seven" were indeed given by the instructor.

"Tu Lin, we must be ruthless when we do big things, we are women, and women must be ruthless than men." The instructor continued, "You don't want to be replaced, so you do it." I don't have the right to let you stay, but I have the right to let you be replaced. I hope you know it and don't let me down. Remember to catch the prey you let go of next time, and bring me the Child of Prophecy with you. ”

"I sent a red envelope to the four of you, remember to collect it."

"Ming...... I see. After speaking, the instructor hung up the video connection, and Tu Lin stood alone, thinking in her mind that if she was not replaced, she had to work hard, and she also hoped that she would not be replaced by someone.

Yecheng District, South Nuts.

Xiao Yusheng sat alone at the end of the bed, swiping through the news comments on his phone, thousands of comments passing in front of his eyes. This incident caused a lot of excitement on the Internet, and all kinds of bystanders picked up their keyboards and participated in this invisible war on the Internet. Even if the police help defend them, those so-called keyboard warriors are still shameless and always feel that their views are right. Those police defenses don't matter, they must find someone to send money over and let the police help clear it up.

In short, the more you struggle now, the more you will dive and be slowly swallowed up by the swamp. Therefore, the more this is the case, the more calm the heart, and the heart is like stopping water.

He turned off the power of his mobile phone and didn't plan to pay attention to these things, these things can only be taken care of by time, and they are slowly washed away by time. Like a toilet, flush out unclean things.

He picked up the guitar at his desk and tried to play a few tones. He played it all from bass to treble, each one in a different tone, some heavy, some soft, and some rough. Try to change the timbre, and there will be different tones, and the loudness of each instrument will go from the lowest note to the highest note. With different strings, the fingers go from soft to hard to play, and a simple song comes out.

His favorite piece is "Piano Music of the Night", but unfortunately it is played on the piano, and if you play it on the guitar, you will lose the original style of the piece. In fact, if you try to modify and play each piece, you will have a different style. But as a musician, the most important thing is to be original. You have to know the least of music theory, otherwise you won't know the work you make, which is ridiculous.

In fact, he prefers the K. Williams version of "Piano Music of the Night", with a beautiful piano sound and a somewhat mournful violin sound, and the two instruments together produce different styles. Different instruments have different benefits, so it's hard work for each instrument to work together perfectly and play the perfect tune. Every musician is very dedicated. They will play their own tunes, and each tone must be known in order to find out where the tune is wrong.

He admired a great musician like Beethoven for creating perfect and classic pieces, which is really impressive. The most important organ of a musician, the ear, has been lost, but he can still create it with his own heart. Let's ask which musicians can make it now, it's not that the current musicians don't have the strength, at least the originality you have to know. I don't know the most basic music theory knowledge, what do you use to compose a song? Not to mention adding soul to a piece of pure music and filling in the lyrics.

Xiao Yusheng picked up the guitar, held the guitar with his left hand, put his right hand in front of the strings, and played it lightly a few times. There was no score, and I didn't play according to the tune, I just memorized those tones in my head, and I came up in my mind, and slowly tried to put them together one by one, and the fragmentary timbre sounded intermittently. He unconsciously popped out the sensation, and a fragment of the score slowly emerged in his ears.

The fingers moved more and more skillfully, as if the song had been carved out in his head, and the sound of the tune was slightly humming in his mouth.

A happy smile gradually appeared on his face, and he hoped that the music would wash away the unhappy things in his head. He thinks that a piece of music, depending on how much you give, the quality of the music will be as much as possible. A good song with a good lyrics, and vice versa, a perfect lyric with a good song. A very good song came out.

He put the guitar back in place and lay himself on the bed. Close your eyes and listen to the song with your MP3. Don't think about the things that make him unhappy, and time will naturally wash them away.