Cyber ​​Swordsman 2121

Chapter 177, that place

"I remember it seems that this person is still young, why did he die, hey...really."

Sighing softly in his heart, Zhang Baoren signaled to stop the screening first, kept quiet, and waited for a while to completely calm down before continuing to watch.

...

The following scenes are constantly flowing between Shao Siming on the stage and the cheering audience in the auditorium.

It was a normal concert display, but Zhang Baoren found a slight resistance and rejection in Shao Siming's expression through the camera.

A singer stands on the stage where everyone is watching, performing his own work heartily amidst cheers.

How can you resist?
Generally speaking, inner repulsion cannot bring the best performance, but coincidentally, in this performance, the separation from the surrounding environment brought about by the unqualified repulsion is precisely related to the performance. The background style of this work fits well.

On the contrary, it makes the performance even better.

The fans cheered even more.

It's just that in order to better show the singing voice, the sound of fans cheering has been silently processed, and only the waving hands and the ferocious face can be seen.

Cold and filling the whole world, the singing that constitutes the core of the world, the fanatical and silent audience.

Grim and silent.

The picture is constantly changing between the two, forming a new contradiction and forming a contrast with the opening picture.

"Such strong paradoxical fluctuations."

"Shao Siming, what are you thinking about?"

A few minutes of concert clips ended quickly. During Shao Siming's curtain call, a black curtain enveloped the stage, and everything became dark.

Then another line of Chinese characters floated up from the darkness.

Chapter 2: [Must go places]

The camera then came to a brightly lit but cold 'realistic' room.

Shao Siming, who looked like a Chang'e fairy just now, was wearing pajamas and messy hair, sat up from the bed with a sleepy face, and took off the big Luotian connecting helmet.

Just as she was gradually adapting to the sudden change between fantasy and reality, a stern female voice came, "What happened to you just now?"

Following Shao Siming's gaze, he saw a 3-year-old woman with rolled up hair and the characteristics of the local aboriginal race in District 30, wearing a meticulous suit and skirt, walking into the room with a bang.

"Sister Li..."

Sister Li looked at Shao Siming sternly, "How many times have I told you, what is the most important thing for an artist?"

"It's a fan." Shao Siming whispered.

"What are the basic requirements of an artist?"

"It's etiquette."

"You still know?"

"Then who were you showing off to?"

"In front of the person who shouldn't make mistakes, he made the worst mistakes."

"If you are a newcomer, this alone is enough to be blacklisted by major companies."

Speaking of this, Sister Li breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, the response to this accident was not bad. It didn't turn the accident into an accident, and instead received a lot of praise."

"From now on, we will use this self-defeating accident as the standard for the performance of "Nine Songs"-"Shao Si Ming", and we will also help you publicize and build momentum. It is best to turn this into one of your characteristics .”

"However, this accident can't be counted. We can't be careless. In order to prevent people from taking advantage of this opportunity to discredit you now or in the future, we must respond in advance to completely eliminate this incident. .”

"I have already written a public relations document for you, and attributed your expression to poor health. You can record a video and send it later, and make a sincere apology. Remember to be sincere and sincere."

"Don't think I'm long-winded and strict. Your occupation and position determine that there are bound to be countless people staring at you. Any mistakes and omissions will be magnified..."

"Sister Li, I want to take a break for a while."

Shao Siming spoke suddenly, interrupting Sister Li's continuous words.

"What did you say?"

"I want to take a break for a while."

"Do you know how many people want to knock you down, step into the abyss and bite away your resources, and at the same time, do you know how many people rely on you for food and how many people's interests you represent..."

"I'm really tired."

Shao Siming lay on his back on the bed with a very tired expression.

Sister Li took a deep breath, instead of the expected hoarse madness, she calmed down more than before, "Why? Is it because of that place?"

Shao Siming turned around, buried her head completely in the pillow, didn't speak, but gave the answer.

Sister Li was silent for a while, "Do you still remember what I told you?"

"The so-called dream is probably the most realistic thing."

"For the vast majority of the world, to be precise, the bottom of the world, 'Dalits', untouchable untouchables, if you want to get something, you must pay another price."

"This is already the most fair thing for him."

"You want to sing, and now you have become a popular singer and entertainer."

"And now, that's the price you have to pay."

After Sister Li finished speaking, she turned around and left, the door closed with a bang, and the scene ended there...

Episode [-]: [I want to sing]

The originally cold and realistic tone has become yellowish and warm, as if it is a memory that has faded due to oxidation.

The picture flies across a piece of bare, desolate, and dilapidated unfinished buildings, which seem to be the necrotic tissue of a city and its tombstone.

No one appeared, but an immature voice came out.

"How can there be such a perfect thing as the water of life in this world, which is delicious, full, and can bring all the nutrients. No matter how hard you work or how tired you are, as long as you drink it, you will be fine."

"I read in the advertising news that this is the greatest creation, the miracle of biology, all that... Anyway, it has won all the highest awards."

"How great would it be if I could invent such a thing?"

The camera turned straight down an unfinished building. At the base of the wall, two dirty children in inappropriate adult clothes found somewhere were sitting there.

One of them was talking endlessly, while the other was listening quietly. From the brows of this quiet little guy, Shao Siming's shadow could be seen.

"What about you, what do you want to do in the future?"

"I..." Xiao Shao Siming was suddenly startled when she heard the words, revealing a clean voice that didn't match the sloppy appearance, just when she was struggling with how to answer.

The little boy waved his hand, "Forget it...the business is coming."

Then the two raised their heads and looked excitedly at the distant sky.

(End of this chapter)