But—

Jiang Yang didn't understand very well, "You just resigned, how did you think of being an agent?"

He had to ask.

Don't go to his house to find him something, a good doctor, very promising, turned his head and became a band economist.

Zhuang Qi looked at the rehearsal people, "I want to change my life."

Although he is not unhappy, he lives unhappily.

He is tired of maintaining the so-called interpersonal relationships, tired of maintaining his image of being obedient, tired of telling lies that pretend to be alive well. He just wants to be a clown, he laughs when he wants, he cries when he wants to cry, he wants to find his parents to be spoiled, he can say things that make him easy - and if he wants to do this, he can only make a mess and say that he is sick.

Zhuang Qi said: "At a deeper level, this is similar to the lack of primitive maternal attention as defined in psychology."

Jiang Yang shook his head.

It's so esoteric.

"Or that being is equal to being perceived, that is, that your existence is perceived and confirmed by another person, which is one of the basic human needs. The first existence of the baby is confirmed by the mother. And when the feeling is not confirmed, it does not feel its own existence."

That is, it will become empty.

Jiang Yang understood this.

But what does this have to do with rock 'n' roll?

Zhuang Qi thought for a while, "Let's put it this way, many people on the Internet say that you eat soft rice and are a little white face, do you care?"

Jiang Yang shook his head.

Zhuang Qi: "Why?"

Jiang Yang cut gold and cut iron: "That's not bad."

Zhuang Qi shook his head, "Because your existence was strongly perceived and confirmed by Li Qingning, you can ignore what others say, because they don't matter to you. It's a relationship like you're her only believer, she's your only God, and you love her unconditionally, you love her, you please her, you respond to her, you affirm her existence, and she responds unconditionally to everything about you."

Jiang Yang: "You read a fake psychology, right?"

How did you run away from theology?

How he didn't feel it.

Zhuang Qi smiled, "Maybe."

He looked at the second-hand moon season.

"People who are still in their thirties are not in love, but they want to be happy, they want to shine on others like the scorching sun, or let others shine, to feel their own existence."

But not everyone is as lucky as Jiang Yang, there is a person who makes him worship so much and gets a wholehearted response.

In that case, retreat to the next best.

Zhuang Qi felt that he wanted to join such a rock band, change his life, shine on more people, and find the only believer.

Jiang Yang listened to the various terms he said, and now he has a big understanding, "I just want to sleep with powder."

Zhuang Qi was stunned, "I'm single-minded—"

"I understand."

Jiang Yang told him not to be in a hurry to argue, who joined the band dared to say that he didn't have this in mind.

It just so happened that the third brother and they stopped, and Hong Shan played a wrong note and was correcting.

He asked Hong Shan, "Lao Shan, did you want to pick up girls when you started the band?"

Hong Shan's old face was happy, "You don't talk nonsense."

Vinnelle walked over, "Who do you want to soak?"

Hong Shan laughed awkwardly, "It's not that I want to soak you, it didn't work."

In the end, she took advantage of the big demon king to confess to her husband and succeeded, this fate. ….

"Look."

Jiang Yang looked at Zhuang Qi.

Zhuang Qi was speechless, but then he thought, "It doesn't have to be a lover. I'm going to join the band, my parents, my relatives and my sister, maybe they care more about me, and I can tell them what I want to say as if I'm really sick."

"Tsk."

Jiang Yang didn't expect Zhuang Qi to be so old, and he still played this trick, "This morning, let your father scold, you are still enjoying it."

The bearded Zhuang Qi scratched his head.

"You're having a serious mental problem."

Jiang Yang shook his head, and felt that he was playing a little big, resigned, and depressed, "My wife is angry with me, I'm all 'Ah, headache, and another one-cough cough, anyway, then it's fine, I want to ask for it, just do it, what can't be said."

Zhuang Qi said that this is the problem.

"Okay."

Jiang Yang beckoned to the third brother and recommended Zhuang Qi to them to try, "I'll ask the doctor to be your agent, cowhide."

The third brother pulled Jiang Yang to the side to talk.

He thinks that the cowhide belongs to the cowhide, but what about the salary.

The band just opened yesterday, which is enough for a small barbecue, and now it can't afford to raise idlers. Or that these idlers are still being raised by the drama troupe. They are still drama actors, they belong to the B corner, which actor has diarrhea, they have to play.

As a member of the repertory troupe, Jiang Yang also has a stake in the band.

This was insisted on by the third brother, so the third brother discussed with Jiang Yang.

This stumped Jiang Yang.

No pay during the probationary period?

Jiang Yang looked at the street lamp and silently took out a hundred yuan, "This is my private money to buy a lollipop, save some money."

Zhuang Qi was over there: "I'll invite everyone to eat seafood tonight."

The third brother looked at Jiang Yang and silently took out a hundred yuan from his pocket, which couldn't be too cold.

Jiang Yang: "Just try it, you can get an idea."

"Really?"

"Really."

The third brother is relieved.

Jiang Yang told Zhuang Qi that he wouldn't eat seafood anymore, "I'll go back."

The third brother and they promised, "Okay."

Jiang Yang asked Uncle Hawthorn Pill again: "Uncle, do you still have Hawthorn Pill hidden on your body?"

Uncle Hawthorn Maru scolded with a smile: "Roll the calf!"

"I'll buy it myself, so you can covet it."

Jiang Yang waved goodbye to them.

Zhuang Qi watched the third brother and the old man say goodbye to Jiang Yang together, and the uncle also loudly told Jiang Yang, "You can't eat too much of that thing", and thought, isn't this a confirmation of Jiang Yang's existence. Maybe that's why Zhuang Mei said that this kid is stupid and happy for a day.

That's the life he longs for the most.

Just like when he was a child, he envied Li Qingning, who dared to stand on the street and play the guitar and earn his own drum tuition.

"Hey, brother, you're in the band?"

In addition to the two uncles next to him, the middle-aged man who was always there asked.

"Huh?"

Zhuang Qi looked at him.

The middle-aged man muttered, "It seems that finding this little brother is more effective than finding the third brother."

He smiled when he saw Zhuang Qi looking at him, "I want to join the band too."

Zhuang Qi, as an agent, is very professional: "Are you?"

The middle-aged man pointed to the small supermarket at the end of the small square, at the mouth of the alley, "I'm the supermarket owner there—"....

Zhuang Qi: ......

Jiang Yang crossed the alley, and when he got to the street, he looked left and right, and he was going to take the bus, but then he thought that there was a pharmacy in front of him, so he walked half a stop and entered inside, "Is there a big hawthorn pill?"

"Yes."

"A box." Jiangyang scans the code to pay the bill.

After Jiang Yang went out, he walked in the direction just now, intending to continue walking the remaining half of the station.

***

Stone and Yin Xiang walked out of the small theater.

Yin Xiang was carrying a backpack, "That was your screenwriter just now? Young and handsome."

"That's it. If the aliens invade, we Xiaojiang will always have to send them out and kiss them." Stone jokes.

"Mr. Koe?"

Yin Xiang asked, "Rich second generation."

There are not many rich second-generation people who go to dramas, "It's quite tasteful."

Shi was happy, "It seems that you really specialize in audio stores, and you don't hear anything outside the window."

"Live and earn money."

Yin Xiang greeted the third brother and them, "Let's go."

Third Brother and Hong Shan, "Old Yin, what's going on with you? I asked you to come out to drink and didn't come out, my wife is so strict?"

Yin Xiang smiled, "Another day."

The stone continued to see him off, chatting and walking out of the alley to the front of the car.

The stone finally advised, "The sound system will be handed over to you, I can guarantee the ticket in front of Mr. Wen, you can fix it."

"You've finally done what you like again, how can my brother hold you back, don't worry." Yin Xiang patted his chest and assured that he threw the backpack on the co-pilot, reassuring Shi that he would give him the plan, blueprint and quotation next week.

Cheng Yanqiu