don't call me singer

Chapter 1201 If you don't have clothes, then pick up other people's

At this time, the lens gradually zoomed out.

Four people and four riders, standing at the intersection with the red light on, looking at the busy traffic, so small.

Finally, the green light came on, and the four of them rode their horses and rushed forward.

The focal length of the lens was concentrated on the traffic light, and everything around was blurred.

And the figures of those four people gradually blurred in the steel forest.

At this time, the sound of clank and clank kites sounded, like a horse galloping wildly, or like a rainstorm hitting a window.

The sound of clanking zithers gradually faded away, and turned into a chorus of strings to set off the atmosphere. The camera shifted to the gate of Kelin Feifei.

A young security guard stood on the sentry post with his chest and belly raised, checking the documents for entering the vehicle, saluting and letting him go.

It was not the rush hour for work at this time. After sending in a luxury car, the young security guard at the door was a little distracted. He stared into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, the camera shot from the security room behind him, the focal length changed, and the focus was close. On the table in the close view, there was a photo of Jiang Wei leading them to accept the award together.

In the photo, Jiang Wei stood in the middle, smiling happily with the other three security guards.

Next to the photo, there is a security guard's hat, which has been slightly dusted.

A ray of sunlight shines through the window of the security room. Half of the security hat is in the sun and half in the shadow, forming a strong contrast between light and dark.

The focus zoomed out again, focusing on the young security guard standing with his back to the security room.

At this moment, the young security guard suddenly heard something.He turned his head and looked around, and behind him, Jiang Wei was hiding in the corner, greeting him.

The young security guard's eyes lit up, and he wanted to call out, but Jiang Wei quickly put a finger on his lips.

Jiang Wei waved to him, the security guard looked around and walked over quickly.

Then, on the camera, Jiang Wei said something to the security guard, who showed a dazed and resistant expression.

Jiang Wei wanted to say something again, when suddenly the left and right sides stretched out a hand, one covered the security guard's mouth, and the other dragged the security guard into the corner next to him.

Da Zhuang and the bald head happily began to take off the security guard's clothes.

The security guard tried his best to protect his chest, with an aggrieved and terrified look on his face.

At this moment, the chorus begins:

The youthful chant before turned into a heroic song, and Gu Xiaobai's high-pitched and sonorous voice shocked the eardrums:

"Don't you say no clothes?
In the same robe as the son..."

Seeing this, the audience burst out laughing.

Does saying Wuyi mean this?

Take off other people's clothes and have clothes for yourself?
Is this what it means to be in the same robe with your son?

Wearing other people's clothes on oneself is the same robe?
In fact, this song puts "No Clothes" in the chorus part.The lyrics of the main song are straightforward and somewhat depressing.

Singing is like the confusion of modern people, the helplessness of dreams and reality.

Something out of reach, something that always backfires.

But this part of the chorus is extraordinarily passionate and generous, making people want to go to the battlefield after listening to it.

But at this moment, hearing this chorus paired with this picture, there is a particularly contrasting feeling.

People can't help but laugh.

The screen changed to the security room.

Aggrieved, several security guards stripped off their clothes in a grievous manner, peeking at Jiang Wei while doing so.

Then Jiang Wei tied them up and threw them in a corner.

The little security guard who had been stripped of his clothes by Da Zhuang and the bald head just now looked at the table with grievances. There were still a few steamed buns on the table that he hadn't finished eating.

Jiang Wei shook his head, picked up a bun, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The little security guard grinned, the smile was not good, and the bun fell to the ground.

Next to it, a Di Jiang flew over with a buzzing sound, opened its mouth suddenly, swallowed the bun in one gulp, then squatted on the ground, staring at the little security guard.

Staring and staring, suddenly there was a "hiccup", a full hiccup.

Next to him, Scar, Da Zhuang, and Bald changed into security uniforms.

The three are tall, strong, and thin, not to mention how strange they look, and they don't know how to wear modern clothes, and they are all crooked.

Jiang Wei helped them tidy up their clothes and led them outside.

Looking from behind, Jiang Wei was walking in the front, with a baton hanging from his waist.

The three people behind have long knives, scimitars, and daggers hanging from their waists, as weird as they want.

When the screen changed, Jiang Wei used his previous password to lead them through the emergency passage at the rear, through the long corridor, and into a laboratory.

The lights in the lab came on.

On the left, a row of glass cabinets are quietly displayed.

In the glass cabinet, more than a dozen "Yunzhongjun" aircraft of different colors, shapes, and sizes lie there quietly.

Beside, Da Zhuang saw the aircraft, his eyes lit up immediately, he drew out his long knife, and was about to smash it at the glass.

Jiang Wei hurriedly stopped him and pointed to the green light of a siren next to him.

If these glass covers are broken, an alarm will sound immediately.

Jiang Wei looked to the side, where a few suitcases were placed on the workbench.

Jiang Wei opened a suitcase, and saw a gray-black "Yunzhongjun" with two protruding spikes welded on its shoulders, which looked like a semi-finished product, lying quietly in it.

The singing continues:

"Master Wang Yuxing,
Repair my spear,

The same hatred with the son! "

Jiang Wei picked up the suitcase, and was just about to take the suitcase next to him when he heard the door suddenly open.

A teenager walks in.

Jiang Wei hurriedly squatted down and hid behind the workbench.

Even from a distant view, the focus was not aligned, and everyone immediately recognized that the boy who came in suddenly was Gu Xiaobai.

He walked to the workbench, lowered his head and got busy.

Next to it, a hand stretched out, touched and touched left, and found an empty bucket.

In the distant view, the container of aviation gasoline is marked, and the water level is slowly lowering.

The teenager was so focused on his work that he didn't notice that there were other people in the lab at all.

The hand stretched out again, scratched and scratched, and almost caught other aluminum alloy boxes several times.

But in the end, another empty bucket was grabbed and the water level was lowering again.

If so three times, the boy has been working hard.

In an instant, the camera lowered again, and Jiang Wei, who was hiding behind the workbench, had disappeared.

Behind the busy boy, the laboratory door opened without a sound, and then there was a rustling sound.

Someone apparently crawled cautiously out of the camera.

Suddenly I heard a "boom", and someone yelled in a low voice: "Ouch, it hurts!"

But I don't know who touched the head.

The boy looked around suspiciously, then lowered his head and continued to work.

Behind him, the laboratory door closed silently.

The boy got up and walked to the other side of the workbench, but suddenly found that there seemed to be something wrong.

Outside the laboratory, Jiang Wei walked out in a line with Scar and three people, carrying suitcases and aviation gasoline.

They act as natural and unobtrusive as possible.

But just as they reached the end of the corridor, the piercing alarm sounded suddenly.

(End of this chapter)