Superstars of Tomorrow

Thomas and Cheng Lan were in a daze.

"Beat someone!!"

I don't know who among the disco dancers around shouted. Although people farther away couldn't hear it because of the deafening music, the people nearby heard it.

The first reaction of those who heard this was disbelief. Hit someone? it's here? Who dares? Don't you know that those who make trouble in "space" are punished miserably? In other words, the assailant drank too much and went crazy?

Regardless of whether you are conscious or drunk and crazy, as long as you make trouble here, you can't get out of here safely.

Many people who are not good at drinking don't dare to come here at all, even if they come, they don't dare to drink too much, because they are afraid of the cruel revenge of "space". Don't look at the people here, from the waiters to the security team, they treat others with courtesy on weekdays, but once they touch the bottom line here and break the rules here, they will show their knives.

When it comes to fighting, those who are close are the first to suffer. Therefore, when those who are close hear it, they disperse quickly and stay away from the source of danger. There are also a few people who are not so clear-headed when they saw everyone leaving, their arms were still swinging, and they looked around blankly. They probably didn't know what year it was, and they were muttering something when they were forced to leave the danger zone by their friends.

Then, more voices were still yelling, and more and more people discovered the movement here.

"Let me out, let me out!" The people inside wanted to go out and get out of this potentially dangerous place.

"Let me in, let me in!" Some people who were having fun in other venues kept trying to squeeze in, and even turned on the live video recording mode. I heard there was a fight here! It's rare to encounter a fight in space, how can I miss it?

"It's him, the one who beat people! Let's go and catch him together!"

There were a few people in the crowd, who seemed to be righteous onlookers, and rushed towards Fang Zhao one after another.

The person who was planning to sneak attack from the side was thrown away by a lightning-like leg as soon as he approached. It felt like being swept away by a steel rod as thick as a leg, and I almost vomited out everything I ate at night.

Thomas and Cheng Lan's friends also noticed the commotion here, and squeezed over to ask Thomas, "Is that your senior brother? Is your senior brother so hot-tempered? Can you knock someone out with a dick?"

"No, no, misunderstanding, definitely a misunderstanding, brother, he is not such an impulsive person." Cheng Lan quickly explained.

boom! Another person was kicked away.

Under the flickering lights, the kicked person was like a fish with its white belly turned up in the waves, drawing an arc in the air, and finally hit the ground, struggling several times without getting up.

Cheng Lan fell silent.

He threw it at Fang Zhao's chair from nowhere, was caught by Fang Zhao, threw his hand at the nearest person, and the retro wooden chair fell apart with a snap.

Some passionate onlookers wanted to go over and hold Fang Zhao down, but seeing the situation, they took back the steps they had just stepped out. Forget it, the security team will arrive soon, and he is still here to be a crowd of onlookers.

Cheng Lan and Thomas' friend opened their mouths, "Uh, I didn't mean to speak ill of your senior brother, but he beats people so well... he is skilled in his skills, he looks like a veteran, right? "

The explosive music in the performing arts hall suddenly stopped, and a loud roar came through the audio equipment in the performing arts hall: "Stop it!"

"The security team is here!" Someone from the crowd exclaimed.

"What should I do?" Cheng Lan was about to cry. Those regular customers of "space" all know that no one who makes trouble here can leave safely. Even if they have a background, they may suddenly encounter an accident one day in the next day, and there is no way to find evidence .

And the reason why so many people like to come to "space" is because there are no troublemakers here, and there is a safe environment for playing. But now, Fang Zhao's behavior is undoubtedly smashing the "space". Just look at the ashen faces of the security team members who are rushing over here, and you will know that it is definitely not the lighting effect. On the contrary, if the lighting effect does not weaken the emotions on their faces, they must be more scary.

Seeing the security captain who brought someone over, Thomas hurried over to explain.

"Brother, he, he, he, he really didn't do it on purpose..."

Before Thomas could finish speaking, he heard a clicking sound, and another person flew away, his arms folded into a strange shape, and there was no movement after landing, and he probably passed out directly.

Thomas: "..."

Thomas wanted to cry too. Brother! What about the tacit understanding of friendship we just established? !

Fang Zhao finally stopped, but not because he saw people from the security team coming, but because, except for Thomas, Cheng Lan and a few of their friends, the people around him were the people from the security team who had just rushed over.

The security captain took a general look at the people on the ground and counted them to six. Their "space" emergency response was still in place. As soon as the person in charge of monitoring the performing arts hall noticed any movement here, they notified them, and they also Immediately rush this way, have a minute? In such a short period of time, Fang Zhao had already beaten six people to the ground, and all six of them had lost their ability to move. Their lives were not in danger, but their injuries were not serious.

He raised his hand to signal his subordinates to take those on the ground out for treatment first.

In fact, when the security captain found out that the troublemaker was Fang Zhao, he had a headache. How could it be him?

When did the temper for literature and art become so hot?

However, even if the governor's immediate family members make trouble, they will still arrest people!

All audio equipment is turned off, and the flashing lights are also silent. It was rare for the performing arts hall to be so quiet.

"Mr. Fang is here for the first time, don't you know the rules here? Have you never heard of what to pay attention to here?" The same address is "Mr. Fang", which is completely different from the previous attitude in the private room, without any respect meaning.

The people in the security team around, the muscles on the arms under the overalls flicked, the fingers were clasped, and they looked at him with murderous expressions on their faces, not at all easy-going as usual.

That's right, they naturally wouldn't use their usual easy-going attitude towards those who messed up the scene. At this time, it was their real dangerous side.

"I hope you guys can give me a reasonable explanation." The security captain didn't have the slightest smile on his face. His eyes swept over Fang Zhao, Thomas and the others, and his eyes shot out two sharp lights like blades. Thomas and Cheng Lan and the two felt a chill down their spines.

"They made the first move." Fang Zhao showed no panic on his face. He took a step to the side, blocking the view of the security captain, blocking Thomas and Cheng Lan behind him, looking directly into the security captain's eyes, explaining Said, "They attacked me first, these six are all, you can check the things on them, you should find something special. I also want to know who ordered them to attack me."

The security captain's eyes moved, "Of course we will investigate, but before that, please go to a quiet place with us and explain what happened just now."

Before he was about to say something, a member of the security team quickly ran over and whispered something in the ear of the security captain.

The security captain's complexion changed, the anger on his face dissipated a lot, replaced by fear and respect, but it was not for anyone present, when he looked up at Fang Zhao and the others, there was sympathy in his eyes and gloating.

"Our boss said, please go sit down and drink tea." The security captain said.

"Is...Mr. Nati Woods?" Thomas asked tremblingly.

"That's right." The security captain turned sideways and raised his arm in one direction, "Please."

At the same time, people from the security team surrounded Fang Zhao's left, right, and rear. If Fang Zhao couldn't pass through this posture, they would have to come and forcefully take him away.

Thomas and Cheng Lan didn't participate, and the boss didn't call them, so the security captain didn't plan to take them there.

Before Fang Zhao left, he said to Thomas and Cheng Lan, "Don't worry, I'll go over and have a chat with Mr. Nati Woods, you go back first."

After speaking, Fang Zhao left in the direction pointed by the security captain.

Thomas and Thomas did not go back according to Fang Zhao's words, but decided to stay here and wait, letting other friends go first, and the two of them waited in the private room that Fang Zhao had booked.

The two of them just felt that the blood in their bodies was cold and cold, and they fell into the esoteric question of "why do I come to dance disco, and will disco dance cause neurological diseases".

Just as he was thinking about it, Thomas received a communication notification, and it was a call from a roommate.

"Thomas, the flower of our department is the one you have been secretly in love with, the one who was two years younger than us. Just now, I thanked you publicly on the school website! Thank you for what you have done for our department and for those who need the knowledge of archaeological electric guitar in our school. Contribution, I also asked about your contact information. Are you surprised? Are you surprised? Are you happy?!"

If this was normal, Thomas would be so excited that he would jump up and howl, but now there is no surprise in Thomas' heart, and he even wants to cry.

"Brother, please do one thing." Thomas briefly said what happened just now.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of gasping over there.

"Are you sure you're talking about Senior Brother Fang Zhao? Didn't he drink?" The other side also found it incredible, unimaginable.

"I drank it, but it must not be much. He seemed to be quite conscious. He also said that someone else did it first."

"This... You know, some people get drunk when they drink alcohol, but they seem to be sober, but those are just appearances! Maybe Senior Brother Fang Zhao is already so drunk that he is unconscious and can't think clearly! But he is alone. Hit six?"

"The point is not this, the point is that he was fighting in space! He was taken away! Brother, come up with an idea and see who you can ask for help!"

Cheng Lan was also in a hurry to get in touch, but it was almost one o'clock in the morning, and many people had already rested. The teachers of the school, the deans of their departments, and others who might be able to talk to Nati Woods were all sleeping.

On the other side, Fang Zhao followed the security captain to leave the performing arts hall through another door, and took the internal elevator upstairs.

On the way, he recalled the information he had learned about Nati Woods.

Nati Woods is known as the "Yanzhou Shadowless Hand", because he can play the guitar at a speed that can reach a feeling beyond the limits of human beings. He is one of the three fastest guitarists in the world, and he is also a real ancient guitar Grandmaster.

Nati Woods should be over eighty this year. However, in the new century, this age can only be considered middle-aged. Although he has stopped performing in public and is low-key, there are still legends about him in the world.

When Thomas and the others mentioned Nati Woods, what impressed them the most was that besides his formidable guitar skills, there was another thing that Nati Woods spoke very little and spoke very slowly. A general sense of intensity, at least that's how it feels at school celebrations.

After getting out of the elevator, the security captain led Fang Zhao through the long aisle, and came to a room. There were several security team members guarding the door of the room.

"The boss is inside?" the security captain asked one of them.

"Waiting." The person who answered glanced at Fang Zhao and snorted coldly, as if he saw a person who was impatient.

Fang Zhao ignored it, his attention was elsewhere. There seemed to be notes in the air.

The door of the room opened, and the sound of guitar playing came out. Fang Zhao's eyes flashed with surprise, he walked in and looked at the people inside.

In the room, apart from a few bodyguards standing around, there were people sitting on a 1.5-meter-wide sofa chair in the hall.

This person is Nati Woods, known as the "Yanzhou Shadowless Hand", but his gray hair makes him look 20 years older than his actual age, which is different from the image in the online videos. different. I don't know if it's just like this, or if I created such an image on purpose.

Nati Woods was dressed casually, with slightly fluffy and disheveled hair over his shoulders, sitting there casually, holding a guitar, plucking the strings with his fingers, and looking at somewhere in the sky without focus, like The people who didn't notice that came in acted casually, as if isolating everything around them and delimiting a world of their own.

The security captain and the bodyguards inside are already used to this attitude of Nati Woods. Whenever, as long as it is not an urgent matter, they have to wait until he finishes playing a song. Every song is improvised, never Repeat, the length of time varies, no one knows how long he will play this time.

The phrase at the beginning is relatively slow, as if you have left the busy urban area and come to a quiet small garden, under the warm sunshine, with a kind of freedom and comfort to enjoy life, the restless heart seems to be comforted .

But gradually, the music became more urgent, as if the sunlight in the sky was blocked by the thick clouds that appeared, more and more clouds covered the sun, the wind gradually picked up, and there was a faint sound of thunder coming from the far side of the mountain .

The security captain was standing there quietly with his head bowed to install the stone sculptures, when Fang Zhao asked, "Is there any guitar here?"

"?"What? The security captain didn't seem to understand what Fang Zhao said just now, and looked at Fang Zhao like a monster.

Guitar? At a time like this, you are not in a hurry to recruit soldiers, or think about how to explain the fight in the performing arts hall later, but you still want to play, guitar, and him? Are you drunk? !

"Is there?" Fang Zhao asked again.

The security captain didn't answer, he didn't talk to psychopaths. He thought the kid must be drunk and out of his mind.

Fang Zhao continued: "Your boss is questioning me now, I have to answer him."

The security captain raised his eyes, his eyes seemed to ask: Do you think I'm stupid?

When did the boss question you? He hasn't spoken at all since he entered the door! I am not deaf!

"I need a guitar to explain what I do." Fang Zhao said again.

The security captain continued to install stone sculptures. Explain with guitar? Edit, continue to edit!

Seeing that the security captain was still standing there stupidly, Fang Zhao urged: "Hurry up, I won't be able to get in when he says he's in a hurry."

Oh, and chimed in. The security captain wanted to say "you continue to make up", but he hesitated when he thought of Fang Zhao's occupation. It is said that those who engage in art can hear or see things that others cannot hear or see?

Could it be that the boss also used some unknown method to make a voice that they couldn't hear? Thinking of this possibility, the security captain couldn't help shaking, wanting to rub the goose bumps on his arms.

After thinking for two seconds, he still whispered, "Wait."

After speaking, the security captain gestured to a person in the room, and when he saw the other person nodded, he turned and went out.

The people waiting outside the door saw the security captain come out and asked, "Captain, did that kid just get scared?"

The security captain still looked like he was thinking hard about the problem. Hearing this, he raised his eyes and glanced at the person who asked the question, "The boss hasn't finished playing the song yet."

"Oh. I guess we'll have to wait a while, but after the boss finishes playing the song, there's that handsome kid who dares to make trouble on our site!" the man said viciously.

"However, Captain, what are you doing out now?" one person asked.

"Looking for a guitar." The security captain replied.

"Looking for... a guitar?"

"Yeah. The kid who caused the trouble said that he wanted a guitar to explain to the boss." The security captain didn't say any more, and walked away quickly to find the guitar.

After the security captain left, the people standing outside the room all had the same blank eyes.

Interpretation and guitar, do these two have a dime relationship?