I saw Zhang Xu walking in holding a dark yellow suona that looked very old-fashioned.
Seeing this, Fang Jin had a dark face and a bad tone: "Lao Zhang, are you here to send me on my way?"
Zhang Xu grinned and said, "Brother Fang, didn't we all agree? You write a few songs with suona music and I will do the music. No, I even brought everything from my ancestors."
Fang Jin thought for a while, it should, probably, maybe, maybe, it seemed that there was such a thing.
Fang Jin stood up, not sleeping anymore. He raised his hand and said boldly: "Let's go! Let's do it now!"
Zhang Xu was already used to this kind of behavior and said excitedly: "Okay!"
All I can say is that it’s Brother Fang! Writing a new song is like running out of air, and it comes out without even using any effort.
The two came to a practice room, and Fang Jin lay down on the table in a familiar manner. He bit his pen and thought for a while, and then wrote a big word "囍" on the paper.
Zhang Xu took a look and said: "I am familiar with this word. This is not the Double Happiness that people post when they get married! Brother Fang, do you want to write a festive song?"
"Festival style?" Fang Jin narrowed his eyes and smiled weirdly: "Hehe, it's indeed quite festive."
It's a wedding! How could it not be festive?
Somehow, Zhang Xu suddenly felt a cold air rising from his back, and couldn't help but shudder.
I turned around and saw that the air conditioner was turned down.
Zhang Xu adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner for a while, and when he turned around again, he realized that Fang Jin had finished writing the lyrics and was staring blankly at the suona he brought.
"Holy shit! So fast?" Zhang Xu quickly came over, picked up the lyrics, and couldn't wait to read: "Let me be healthy, let me be healthy!"
I saw that the piece of paper was full of Fang Jin's exclusive handwriting.
Most people can't understand it at all, but how can Zhang Xu be an ordinary person?
He had specially studied Fang Jin's handwriting. No matter how sloppy the writing was, as long as Fang Jin could understand it, Zhang Xu could also understand it.
Zhang Xu took the lyrics sheet and looked at it for a while, but felt confused because how to say these lyrics...
It's very different, very weird, and full of contradictions.
Zhang Xu has lived with his parents since he was a child and has experienced weddings and funerals, so he is very familiar with various folk customs and habits.
The first line of the lyrics "The eighteenth day of the first lunar month is an auspicious day", Zhang Xu felt something was wrong.
The eighteenth day of the first lunar month is the time for funerals and funerals. The superstitious saying is that ghosts and ghosts have a holiday on this day and can return to the world to visit relatives and friends.
Such a ghost festival cannot be called an auspicious day unless it is a funeral.
But the next sentence "lift up the sorghum and put on the red clothes" immediately conflicts with the previous sentence.
"Carry" should refer to carrying a sedan chair, and "red dress" should refer to Fengguanxiapei. Obviously, this is a wedding.
Holding a wedding on Ghost Festival? It doesn’t make sense at all!
Doesn’t Brother Fang know this knowledge?
Zhang Xu glanced at Fang Jin strangely.
That's not right, because the following lyrics "Push the door open and the fog opens, wild cats follow for several streets, climb trees and bend their necks", "This village is also strange, close all the doors", these lyrics are extremely weird,
It shows that Fang Jin is definitely creating a sense of atmosphere consciously, and he deliberately writes this kind of contradiction.
Then look down, "Wang Ergou", "Guan Ren", "She", "Li Ren Chou", "Laughing and crying"...
These words were connected together, and a little story with no beginning or end appeared in Zhang Xu's mind: The official went home to prepare to marry the bride, but every household in the village stayed behind closed doors. Wang Ergou ran away in a panic.
The shoes were left outside the bride's door. The officials laughed and sang when they saw this scene. The bride was speechless, but her festive face was covered with tears...
Zhang Xu was a little confused, and he smelled something very unusual from this fragmented word.
The smell of death...
"One bows to the heaven and the earth, the other bows to the high hall, and the husband and wife bow to each other."
"In front of the hall, he said something that spoke to his heart..."
Seeing this, Zhang Xu felt a chill rising from his tailbone.
Isn’t it right? After the couple’s greeting, isn’t there a sentence about sending them to the bridal chamber?
Why wasn't it sent to the bridal chamber?
Could it be...
Zhang Xu seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt from the blue, and he understood something instantly.
He trembled violently, widened his eyes, and looked at the scrawled lyrics on the paper in horror.
what!
Is this a ghost marriage?
Zhang Xu breathed quickly and looked down, "Outside the bridal chamber, the kind-hearted Wang Ergou ran here to bring her some snacks."
Bridal room? Kindness? Send snacks?
This is for offering sacrifices in front of the tomb, right?
"She couldn't speak this time."
How can a dead person still speak?
"She laughed until she cried"
"Look at how she is crying and laughing."
"The eighteenth day of the first lunar month is an auspicious day"
…
boom!
Zhang Xu slapped the paper on the table and looked at Fang Jin blankly.
Fang Jin was startled and said dissatisfied: "What are you doing?"
"Brother Fang." Zhang Xu had a weird expression: "Your song...isn't it too weird?"
It’s so hellish! Is this a song that a living person can listen to?
Fang Jin blinked and said, "This song is so good, so suitable for being accompanied by suona."
Zhang Xu: "...I don't think it's suitable."
Although Zhang Xu believed in Fang Jin's ability, the lyrics and theme of this song were so outrageous that he couldn't imagine what kind of soundtrack could bring this song to life.
Sounding the music with suona? It’s so weird! Just thinking about it makes me feel breathtaking.
Seeing Zhang Xu's hesitation, Fang Jin asked: "Is it appropriate to play suona at the wedding?"
Zhang Xu nodded: "Yeah."
Fang Jin asked again: "Is it appropriate to play suona at a funeral?"
"Um……"
Fang Jin: "Then why are weddings and funerals combined not suitable for playing suona?"
Zhang Xu: "..."
Can this thing be added?!
Whether you are happy or sad, what does it look like?
Fang Jin handed the suona to Zhang Xu and couldn't help but said: "Stop grinding, I will hum and you will play, and then you will play and I will listen, so let's start!"
Zhang Xu took the suona and gritted his teeth: "Get it right!"
…
The time comes in the afternoon.
Several cars with national brand numbers stopped at the entrance of the Honghuo headquarters building.
Several old people got out of the car with the help of bodyguards and walked slowly up the stairs.
Kang Yong and other Honghuo leaders expressed a warm welcome to the arrival of several elderly gentlemen.
Everyone exchanged pleasantries for a while, from introducing each other to exchanging business compliments. They were all gentle and gentle people, and they did a good job in the scene.
Kang Lieguang did not come to entertain a few people. Although he was the founder of Honghuo, he had retreated behind the scenes and no longer participated in various matters of Honghuo. Kang Yong's presence was enough.
Moreover, Kang Lieguang is currently in the circle of poetry and classical literature, and is not in the same field as them. Even if he comes here, he will not be able to speak.
When the pleasantries are almost over, it’s time to get down to business.
Mr. Li Ming, the former director of the National Center for the Performing Arts, looked at Kang Yong and said: "Fang Jin, a young man, has quite good abilities. He is an employee of your Honghuo, right? We need to give young people more room for development."
The implication is: Fang Jin is a very cool guy, you Honghuo had better be more understanding and stop clinging to him.
Kang Yong immediately understood the hidden meaning in Li Lao's words, and said seriously: "Fang Jin and Honghuo have always had a mutually beneficial and cooperative relationship, an equal relationship. The company will not interfere with anything he does, and it will never interfere with anything he does.
Will force him to do anything."
Kang Yong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, I had predicted the move in advance, otherwise I really wouldn’t have known how to pick it up.
"Oh, that's right." Mr. Li nodded and stopped talking.
Mr. Liu on the side joked: "Then I will take Fang Jin away, so don't feel bad."
Kang Yong said, neither humble nor arrogant: "You are joking. Fang Jin is free to leave or not. I have no right to interfere."
While everyone was talking, they walked into the elevator and went to the floor where Fang Jin's office was located.
Ding~
When the elevator arrived, everyone stepped out of the elevator one after another and headed towards the director's office under the leadership of Kang Yong.
There was no one in the office, just an empty armchair. It was very lonely and desolate.
Kang Yong: "..."
Well done, Fang Jin, it's your fault that you just run away as soon as something important comes up.
Where can I find this? I can't get through the phone, so I can't just wait here, right?
Kang Yong smiled politely at Mr. Li and others: "Please wait a moment."
After saying that, Kang Yong turned around and called Fang Jin's assistant Jin Jian.
"beep--"
The call was put through.
"Hello? Who is it?"
"It's me." Kang Yong said: "Old Jin, do you know where Fang went in?"
"Oh! It's Mr. Kang!" The voice on the other end of the phone was very messy, with guitars, harmonicas, and someone singing: "... and I~ take a walk on the streets of Chengdu~ Ou Ou..."
Kang Yong frowned: "Why is it so noisy over there?"
"I'm working on a song for Zhang Dagen here." Jin Jian's voice came over the phone: "You just asked us where we went in, right? I don't know either."
Kang Yong said very dissatisfied: "You don't know either? How did you become an assistant?"
Jin Jian quickly said: "Although I don't know where Fang Jin went, I know there is a place where Fang Jin refreshes the most frequently. You can go there and squat."
Kang Yong: “Where?”
Jin Jian: “Restaurant.”
"Fuck you, are you lying?"
Kang Yong hung up the phone with a dark face, turned around and apologized to Mr. Li and others: "I'm sorry, everyone, Fang Jin has something urgent and can't come right away. We may have to wait for a while."
"I understand, I understand." Mr. Liu said with a smile: "Then just wait, we are not in a hurry anyway."
Mr. Li also nodded: "Then wait for a while."
So, everyone rushed into the director's office and talked and laughed for a while.
Still didn't wait for it to come.
The old people are all going to die of old age.
Kang Yong felt extremely tormented in his heart. He hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Um...you haven't eaten yet? Let's go to the restaurant!"
I hope the restaurant can really get Fang Jin out, otherwise...
Lao Jin, if you dare to lie to me, you will die! This chapter has been completed!