It's okay not to fry CP! [Entertainment]

Not far from Twilight, the bar street, is a wild river.

It took 2 minutes to drive, but it took half an hour to jog there.

The Wild River has no name and no history. It is like a small branch that was created at will and lost halfway through its construction.

The embankment is very long, and the water level is low at this time of year, exposing most of the river bed and wet silt. The cold wind carries a faint fishy smell, which is not heavy, and it will shatter when the wind blows.

They ran for a long distance, and when they stepped onto the last long step, they all bent down, stretched out their hands, put them on their knees, and gasped for breath.

Panting and panting, I don't know who made a "chi--" first, and suddenly laughed.

A family with a family, a career with a career, and a small broken band that most of them have become fathers.

A top-notch boy group with tens of millions of fans, who will be chased and intercepted wherever they go.

At this time and in this place, a huge group of people would hide here through those bumpy streets and alleys.

Xie Muran grabbed the neckline and pulled it out. The heat on his body dissipated a little, but the fire in his heart was still slowly boiling up, and his eyes were full of shattered light from his smile.

He tilted his head slightly, looked at Tu Yuan and the others, and said with a smile: "Brother Tu, you can't do it, how far have you run?"

The youthful vigor in the words seems to return to the time when I was a teenager.

Tu Yuan didn't even have the strength to wave his hands, and lay down on the ground as if resigned to his fate: "I'm really dying."

Others chimed in.

"Is this road so far? You can't see the end after running and throwing up."

Liu Xia rubbed her calf: "Be sober, I used to sway slowly, never started in half an hour."

"Really? Is it so far away?" The bass player mumbled a little, lying down beside Tu Yuan, and was stunned: "No, why are we running, and there is no one chasing after us, so my blood boils."

Tu Yuan turned his head to look at him: "Didn't you run first?"

Bassist: "Is it me? How could I remember it was Lao Yang."

Keyboard Yang Hao: "Fart, it's Xiao Xia."

Liu Xia looked at He Zishu again, and He Zishu shook his head, looking at Lu Jinchen.

At the end of the fight, no one could tell who was the first to run.

I just remember that they looked at each other, and there was movement under their feet.

When they finally breathed evenly, everyone leaned against the fence of the river bank.

He Zishu turned his face to the side, looked at the invisible embankment from a distance, and said softly, "The lights are not on."

Tu Yuan followed his gaze, and after a long while, said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, it's not even on."

The tone of both of them was a little low, obviously they didn't just say "lamp".

Lu Jin looked at He Zishu deeply: "?"

He Zishu smiled, pointed to an A-arm outdoor lamp not far away, and said, "This is ours."

Given was close, he listened to it and was puzzled: "Your?"

"Well, ours." He Zishu: "literally."

Tu Yuan: "No one cares about this place, and no one comes here, let alone people. I have never seen stray cats or dogs."

"Later there were more underground bands, the place was big, and they would not disturb people, so they all gathered here to practice. At that time, the performances were not like now, and there was no fixed time. Sometimes they were performed in the morning and sometimes at night, so they performed all day long. There are rehearsals here."

"But there is no light at night, so I bought it myself. I bought a 5 or 6-meter solar-powered one. I tied it there and didn't need wires. If there are too many people who buy it, I will use this as a mark. Whoever buys first will turn off the light first. Whoever owns this piece of land.”

Xie Muran let out a "wow", and said again: "Are you enclosing the land?"

"Yes," Tu Yuan smiled, "enclose the land."

The bassist raised his eyebrows and looked at Xie Muran: "Isn't it interesting?"

Xie Muran nodded, and after a while, he said softly: "It's been hard work."

Hearing the words, the other "Blood" people turned their heads to look at Xie Muran and Givenchy, slightly astonished.

They originally thought that these things were just a novel pastime for people like Xie Muran.

Just like now, when they were standing here and talking about it, they only said a few words in a joking tone, with a smile.

But the eyes of Xie Muran and Givenchy can't deceive anyone.

Appreciation, emotion, and mutual respect are many and complicated.

But there is no "question" that they are used to.

He Zishu chuckled: "At that time, many people said that a group of ghosts and ghosts gathered on this embankment. They dressed in messy clothes and sang in a messy manner. They were neither popular nor popular."

Lu Jin frowned deeply.

Tu Yuan: "But it's okay, the more it spreads, the less people will dare to come here."

Xie Muran snorted: "That's why they don't understand."

Liu Xia rested his chin on the fence, pointed to the dazzling towering building on the opposite bank, and said slowly: "The opposite is Times Square, and the largest LED screen in Tianshi is there."

"At that time, we were rehearsing here, and we were also watching here, and it wasn't just us. The bands on the entire embankment said that they would become famous one day, and they would rent it there and play the performance video all night. It's up to whoever climbs first."

Xie Muran: "And then, did anyone climb up?"

The bass player shook his head: "How can I just say it casually."

Tu Yuan: "Hey, I seem to have calculated this account, how much does it cost?"

Liu Xia: "The Qing Dynasty fell, and the price of pork has also increased. Can this place not increase?"

Given casually quoted a price.

Tu Yuan gasped: "Fortunately, I didn't blow this shit out at the time."

Given smiled lightly.

A few people chatted for a while, their heads ached from the wind, and they sat down scattered by the steps.

There is a street lamp at the top, which is not old compared with the ones on the embankment, so the light is also bright.

Maybe it was released later because he was afraid that people would step on the air here.

Tu Yuan took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, then turned around and handed a new one to Lu Jinchen: "Captain Lu, would you like one?"

Lu Jinchen took it and held it between his fingers, then turned his head to look at He Zishu, and smiled lightly: "Is it okay?"

Tu Yuan thought that Lu Jinchen was talking to him, and said, "What's wrong with this, of course, I still have it here after I finish smoking."

When Tu Yuan took the cigarette, he couldn't help thinking, if someone told him before that one day you would squat on the embankment and smoke with Lu Jinchen and the others from "APEX", Tu Yuan would wake him up.

But now, he feels that he has not only slowly accepted the "APEX" setting of being friendly to the people, but even wants to hand over another one.

After Tu Yuan finished giving to Lu Jinchen, he turned to distribute cigarettes to others.

It wasn't until he walked a few steps away that He Zishu dared to look at Lu Jinchen.

He Zishu blinked: "When was the last time you smoked?"

Seeing his children starting to check the post, Lu Jin smiled deeply: "It's been a long time, I can't remember."

He Zishu said softly, "Teacher Song said that you only smoke when you are in a bad mood."

Lu Jinshen: "I'm in a good mood today."

He Zishu was amused by the answer, and pursed his lips: "That's fine."

Just as Lu Jinchen was about to light the fire, He Zishu pressed his hand as if he suddenly remembered something: "But in the future, you can't use the reason of 'being in a good mood' to smoke. It's just this one time. Don't make an exception."

Lu Jin smiled deeply: "Well, it's just this one time, it's not an example."

Given behind him blocked it with his hand, lit a cigarette, and after a while, a spider-like mist also appeared.

He Zishu rarely saw Givenchy, only once in the first few days when he woke up.

It can be seen that the technique is a bit rusty, but it is not impossible.

He Zishu was not surprised at first, until he found that Xie Muran also had one in his mouth.

He Zishu blinked his eyes and called out, "Of course?"

Lu Jinchen looked over and frowned.

Under the staring eyes of the two dead, Xie Muran immediately shook his head: "I won't, I won't!"

It didn't look like he was lying, He Zishu felt relieved: "Then what are you doing with the cigarette?"

Xie Muran gave a thumbs up: "Because it's emotional!"

This kind of experience of decadent youth on the street has never been experienced by Xie Muran during his step-by-step growing up years, so he is extremely excited now.

Not only do I want to swallow the clouds, but I even want to play a death punk rock song on this shore.

After Xie Muran finished speaking, he put a stick in He Zishu's palm: "Brother Yang gave it."

He Zishu looked at the thin smoke that suddenly lay on his palm, and felt that it was not like what he usually saw.

The long and thin one is sealed in white with some blue and white patterns on it, which looks very stylish.

Xie Muran leaned over: "Brother Yang said this is tea smoke, which contains tea stems and tea powder, without tar and nicotine, just open it and drink it."

After He Zishu listened carefully, he turned around and saw that everyone had a bite in their mouths.

For some reason, I suddenly became interested, put it against my mouth, and bit it lightly.

It's not lit, but its eyes are shining brightly.

Lu Jinchen looked itchy.

He didn't want this person to learn this thing, but it didn't prevent him from taking advantage of it.

Lu Jin thought deeply, then leaned over and brought the two of them very close.

He smiled: "Borrow me a fire."

After speaking, he bit the filter and came over.

In He Zishu's bewildered thoughts, the ends of the cigarettes had already touched each other.

The scarlet flame was extinguished and then brightened, until the one on his mouth also sparked, and Lu Jinchen turned back straight.

Lu Jinchen's sudden action made He Zishu so startled that his breath trembled, and he almost missed the cigarette.

Inexplicably, he felt that this was more tense than a simple kiss.

For a moment, He Zishu couldn't tell whether it was because there were people around or the location was wrong, but he only knew that the tips of his ears were burning.

He Zishu subconsciously took a breath, but before the smoke entered his mouth, Lu Jinchen reached out and took the cigarette from his mouth.

He Zishu slapped his long eyelashes: "?"

Lu Jinshen: "There's no tar, but it's choking."

He Zishu waited for the temperature on his face to drop, looking at the smoke, feeling a little pity: "But it's all lit."

Lu Jinshen: "Put it on."

He Zishu paused, feeling that the timing, location, and harmony of people were all in place, and he was rarely interested.

So he asked again, "Can I take a sip?"

Lu Jinshen: "No."

Lu Jinchen gave the little stick and a date, and coaxed, "You can do whatever you want, but not this one."

He Zishu tentatively asked, "Then...how about drinking?"

Lu Jinchen said bluntly, "No."

He Zishu: "..."

So, when everyone was puffing away with cigarettes in their mouths.

Only He Zishu squatted halfway, holding a smoking cigarette between his thumb and forefinger.

From a distance, it looks like a small fairy wand.

And Liu Xia who accidentally witnessed the whole process: It's just an excuse, but why is the atmosphere so gay?

Sure enough, the "statement" hurt me.

When the "fairy stick" in his hand was burned out, He Zishu tilted his head and looked at Lu Jinshen: "After Axia and I left, what did you talk about?"

He and Liu Xia went out for at most 10 minutes, but when they came back, no matter whether it was Lu Jinchen's side or Tu Yuan's side, they were a little different.

That feeling was obvious, not only him, but even Liu Xia was aware of it.

He Zishu said softly, "Talk about me, right?"

Lu Jinchen stubbed out the cigarette, nodded, and chuckled lightly: "It's not that I found a little lead singer, but I found a little ancestor."

He Zishu frowned: "?"

"Don't drink, don't smoke, don't let fights, what is it if it's not a little ancestor?" Lu Jin smiled deeply: "After you were taken away by me, the first thing you did was swear at the end of the alley for half an hour. "

He Zishu had never heard Tu Yuan and the others mention these things before, and was startled when he heard this, he thought it was a conflict with some bar, and said, "Have you been scolding for half an hour? Who are you scolding?"

Lu Jin smiled softly: "Curse the wall."

He Zishu: "???"

He's heard scolding mothers, but never scolding walls.

Lu Jinchen was still smiling, He Zishu paused, then thought about it, and understood.

At that time, Uncle Liu was still there, with many rules and scruples.

He Zishu lowered his head, and argued without confidence: "It's not that I refused, it was Uncle Liu who refused, and A-Xia was not an adult at that time."

What little ancestor, he is not.

Lu Jin smiled deeply: "Well, so it's not theirs, it's mine."

He Zishu raised his eyes and looked at Lu Jinchen.

"No drinking, no smoking, no fighting." Lu Jinchen repeated lightly: "Who is not allowed here?"

He Zishu was startled.

— No drinking allowed.

【Drinking is bad for your throat. 】

— No smoking allowed.

【Don't smoke anymore. 】

——Do not let fights.

【no more chance. 】

He Xiaozu Zishu: "..."

Just as He Zishu was about to get up, Liu Xia on the other side ran up the long steps in three steps and two steps, and towards the position on the other side, he shouted loudly: "Ah——".

Everyone followed the prestige, and Liu Xia had already turned around.

He shook the camera in his hand, looked at the group of people below, and shouted with a smile: "Quick, come and take a picture!"

"Brother Tu, you stepped on me!"

"Old Yang, take off your hat, don't give me those fake heights!"

"But don't move around, be careful not to fall."

"Okay, okay! Don't make trouble! I have a timer, hurry up!"

"1-2-3!"

That night, when Liu Xia's random "Black Mask Band" climbed up the trending searches.

The "Blood" official blog has pushed the latest news.

All the people who were watching the excitement rushed over.

What catches the eye is the sentence [Hi everyone, we are the "Black Mask Band". 】

There are two photos below.

The first one, a wall full of musical instruments, placed on the middle of the few guitars and basses, all signed with a golden pen.

From the names of He Zishu and Lu Jinshen, to the names of Tu Yuan and Liu Xia, from all members of "APEX" to all members of "Blood".

A musical instrument, a person's signature, hung all over the wall.

In the second picture, there are nine people standing in front of a fence with no visible background.

Although they were wearing coats, they were all open, and it was obvious that they were the same set of clothes inside.

Standing in the middle is Liu Xia.

On the left are the "Blood" four people, and on the right are the "APEX" four people.

Among the group of people, only Liu Xia didn't wear a jacket, so the red "B&A" in the center of the black sweater was particularly conspicuous.

What it means is self-evident.

It was obviously a snapshot, many people were not tense, some tilted their heads, some talked, and some raised their heads.

But everyone can see that these people are laughing.

Not long after the "Blood" official blog was released, it successfully rushed into the trending searches.

Immediately afterwards, He Zishu, Lu Jinchen, Givenchy, and Xie Muran forwarded it at the same time.

10 minute later.

Weibo exploded.