I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Chapter 690

"What exactly happened?"

The next day when Jiang Chen arrived at Tianci Capital, Luo Peng came to find him, as if he had been waiting for him.

"I contacted those friends who might know Ai Qian, but everyone said that I couldn't get in touch with Ai Qian."

He felt something was wrong last night, and after getting everyone's feedback, the feeling became even stronger.

Jiang Chen is not a person who is aimless.

The state of not disturbing each other has been maintained for so long, and suddenly looking for Ai Qian with great fanfare, there must be a reason for the incident.

"You tell me the truth."

Facing Luo Peng's staring, almost scrutinizing eyes, Jiang Chen acted nonchalantly, and patted him on the shoulder without revealing anything: "It's hard work, I've already thought of other ways, so I don't need you to work hard."

Ai Qian is no longer in Shacheng.

Where he went, no one knows.

In the vast sea of ​​people, to find a person, think about looking for a needle in a haystack, but for some people, it is not a difficult task.

After all, now is an era of extremely developed information, not a period when a letter has to climb mountains and rivers. Basic necessities are necessary activities in human life, and as long as these activities occur, traces will inevitably be left.

There is no need for official departments to intervene. Sometimes when ordinary people chat occasionally, they will automatically push relevant content when they open various mobile phone software. Many software even know what you want or where you want to go better than yourself. .

Just like Liu Yiming's Starry Sky.

More than just a short video software.

It is like an invisible thread that connects a large number of users in series and weaves them into a huge spider web.

Everyone's life trajectory is invisible under this net.

"Jiang Chen, you are not authentic, are we still buddies?"

"of course."

"Since it is, what about the honesty that a buddy should have? What about trust?"

Jiang Chen didn't speak.

Luo Peng's blade-like eyebrows condensed.

Jokes are jokes.

He understands Jiang Chen's character.

You can say that you are sincere to your friends.

Otherwise, at this moment, he might have gone home honestly and accepted the old man's arrangement, how could he enjoy the free and proud life now.

Since the other party kept silent, there must be something unspeakable.

"Is Ai Qian missing?"

Luo Peng's active brain started to work involuntarily, using reasonable imagination, and tentatively asked in a low voice: "Is she kidnapped?"

Based on the information and judgment he has obtained, at least one inference can be made.

Ai Qian is currently in a "disconnected" state.

"No."

Jiang Chen cherishes words like gold.

"Jiang Chen, if something really happens, don't hide it from me, no matter what, we are classmates."

Luo Peng said seriously.

"Didn't you always dislike her?"

"It used to be."

Luo Peng didn't deny it, "But then I thought about it, no one made a mistake. When I was a child, my dad smashed my game console. I almost had sex with him, and I even considered running away from home. Now Think about it, what a jerk?"

"Everyone comes to this world for the first time, right and wrong, all rely on step-by-step groping, now I think about the things she did, I still want to smoke her, but what I want to smoke is The old her."

Luo Peng said softly: "Scientific research has shown that the metabolic cycle of human cells is seven years, that is to say, after seven years, every cell in your body will be completely replaced. In this sense, seven years ago The you in the past and the you now are actually two people."

"You don't have to worry, she was fine and she was not kidnapped."

Luo Peng smiled, "You just won't tell me what happened, right?"

"I'll tell you later."

What a typical prevarication.

Seeing that the other party was so tight-lipped, Luo Peng realized that no matter what he said, it might not help, so he didn't waste his words in vain.

"Don't forget, Li Shurui's mother is still in Donghai, so don't let your parents know."

Of course, Luo Peng's kindness was superfluous.

Jiang Chen didn't explain the facts that the other party already knew, and smiled noncommittally.

"Ding dong."

The message sounded.

Jiang Chen took out his phone.

"That girl is in Chang'an now."

Ai Qian has a whereabouts.

Thanks to the development of the times.

It is difficult for ordinary people to have privacy.

"found it."

Jiang Chen put down the phone.

"You mean Ai Qian?"

"She's in Chang'an now."

"Why did she go to Chang'an? Isn't she working in Donghai? And why did she lose contact with everyone?"

Luo Peng asked suspiciously.

Changan.

It is almost the city that has been designated as the capital most times in the history of China.

Now it is also a famous cultural tourism city, and has an irreplaceable position in the long history.

"Does she want to change places, find a place where no one knows her, and no one knows her, and start over?"

It can't be said that he is thinking wildly, but Luo Peng's guess is quite logical.

"I'm going to have to take some time off."

Jiang Chen said in a straightforward and concise manner.

"Where are you going?"

Luo Peng subconsciously asked, and then reacted, his eyes widened a bit, "Are you going to find Ai Qian?"

Jiang Chen didn't respond, "The company will be handed over to you."

I have to admit that he is really free and easy as the boss, maybe he is used to it, and he walked out after speaking.

Luo Peng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he turned his head and shouted, "When are you coming back?"

Jiang Chen didn't respond, maybe he didn't hear it, he opened the door and walked out of the office.

"Ugh."

Luo Peng sighed helplessly, shook his head, and followed him out.

"What happened to Ai Qian?"

Of course, Li Shao and Bai Zheli also knew the news. Through Luo Peng, as classmates, they also tried to contact Ai Qian, but the result was without exception.

"I don't know, Jiang Chen didn't say."

Luo Peng said: "But don't worry, the person has been found, and she is now in Chang'an."

"Chang'an?"

Li Shao was puzzled, "What is she doing in Chang'an?"

"How would I know."

Luo Peng smiled wryly.

"Mayday seems to have a concert in Chang'an recently."

Luo Peng and Li Shao both looked at Bai Zheli who spoke out.

----

Jiutianchang opens the palace, and all nations pay homage to Mianqi.

A simple line of poetry expresses the prosperity and prosperity of this ancient capital.

no doubt.

This city is the symbol of the peak of Shenzhou, and the historical footnote left by this oriental land standing on the top of the world.

Chang'an Cultural and Sports Center.

The crowd was full of people.

People from all corners of the country came specially to make this venue, which can accommodate 3 people, full of seats.

"Suddenly miss you so much, where will you be, happy or wronged..."

While waving countless fluorescent sticks, the lead singer of the band extended the microphone forward, triggering a chorus of audience.

"We're so sweet, so beautiful, so believing

So crazy and so passionate once
why do we still have to

Heading towards their own happiness and regrets to grow old..."

Some boys shouted hoarsely.

Some girls sang with tears in their eyes.

The reason why a song can become a classic is often because it can arouse people's emotional resonance and allow people to see their own experiences and stories from it.

The Chinese music scene is declining day by day.

The Internet Divine Comedy, which can be called spiritual garbage, emerges in an endless stream, produced like an assembly line with the same rhythm and melody, and constantly poisons the public's body and mind.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that some people have gone through the baptism of years, but they can still stand at the forefront of the tide and still shine brightly.

There are not many people who dare to hold a concert now, and there are very few who can trigger a chorus of thousands of people.

There are only a handful of bands in the country that can do this.

But after all, they are Mayday.

It is a band that is written into the goal of life.

How many people have written in their dream books that they must go to a Mayday concert.

"I'm most afraid of the sudden silence of the air

Most afraid of sudden concern from friends
I am most afraid that the memories will suddenly roll and colic and not subside..."

The young people around him were already in a state of embarrassment, with blue veins on their necks, red eyes, and distorted facial features as they sang along with everyone.

The promised man won't flick his tears easily?
Ai Qian didn't make jokes about the handsome young man next to her, and she didn't bother her, as if she wasn't affected by the atmosphere, she just listened to the singing in a very quiet way, and she didn't fit in with the whole venue calmly.

"Originally, we invited a guest, but he has something to do and won't come, so we decided to temporarily adjust this session."

After finishing a song, the lead singer of the band stood in the middle of the stage with a microphone in his hand, and said with a smile: "You guys sang so well just now, I think you can stand on the stage, so, we plan to invite someone on the spot to share with us Sing, what do you think?"

Cheers and shouts rolled like a torrent.

"Since everyone agrees, let's start. Don't waste everyone's time. It's too late. I'm afraid there are no rooms in the hotel."

The lead singer's joke made the audience roar with laughter.

The lead singer turned and waved.

On the big screen broadcast on the stage, a lottery screen suddenly appeared.

First is the area.

Arrange again.

Then there are the seats.

"start."

As the lead singer's voice landed, the front area rolled up first.

"stop!"

"Friends in District C, get ready."

There was a commotion in the southeast of the venue.

Ai Qian didn't blend into the boiling emotions around her, and enjoyed every minute and every second happily.

"continue."

The area is determined, and the array immediately following it begins to scroll.

Concerts are not limited to singing, but also interactive and entertaining with the audience.

The Arabic numerals jump quickly, the speed is extremely fast, making people dazzled.

"Row 7."

can be clearly seen.

When the results came out, there was a row in Zone C located in the southeast of the venue, and some people even jumped up uncontrollably.

Looking at the numbers frozen on the big screen, Ai Qian, who had always seemed to be independent from the world, couldn't help showing a little surprise on her face.

Tickets for Mayday concerts have always been hard to come by.

At this time, the scene was filled with tens of thousands of people.

Can you pick your own row?
"The final result is about to come out, let us all take a look, who is the unlucky one!"

The final seats roll up.

"stop!"

In the spotlight.

The numbers slowly stopped.

"Number 8!"

"Friends at No. 7, Row 8, Area C, please stand up and raise your hand."

The inch-cut young man who showed his true feelings just now turned his head to the left in a daze, without even wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Wherever he looked, Ai Qian's face also showed disbelief.

"My friend at No. 7, Row 8, Area C, is there? You won't go to the toilet, will you?"

"Get up quickly!"

The boy hurriedly reminded him, quite enthusiastically.

Ai Qian regained her composure.

The light has passed over the crowd of people and landed on her body.

Gives a sense of unreal trance.

"Get up!"

The young man pushed her arm.

Ai Qian slowly stood up.

"I apologize for what I just said, beauty, please come on stage."

Jokingly, the lead singer, who was described as an unlucky guy, corrected when he knew his mistakes.

Under the envious gazes, Ai Qian walked towards the stage stiffly, bathed in bright lights, as if in a dream,
"Excuse me, what's your name?"

"Ai Qian."

"Ai Qian, hello, may I ask what song you can sing?"

"...I am familiar with your songs." Ai Qian subconsciously said.

The lead singer showed surprise, "It turns out that they are our loyal fans, so let's sing a song... how about us later?"

In the midst of all the attention, facing the microphone held out by the idol, the sense of unreality is even stronger.

The crowds of people around seemed to have become blurred phantoms, and the noise became ethereal and void.

"Student Ai Qian?"

"it is good."

Ai Qian smiled.

Just be.

Just dream.

"Then we will give it to everyone later."

Unlike most performances, this band really plays at will, and they dare to let others come on stage to perform together with any audience.

Fortunately, Ai Qian's singing skills are not bad.

"and then
They say your heart seems healed

Also began to have someone guarding for you
Should I feel at ease or feel sad..."

After opening his voice, the lead singer gestured to her with his eyes.

Ai Qian picked up the microphone, "I only look forward to seeing you in the future, to be happy
That's what I want later
Later we walked side by side
just no longer side by side

They pursued their respective lives..."

The lead singer nodded, gave a thumbs up, and then raised the microphone to face the audience.

"Dear
Remember the twists and turns we have gone through together

the ones who brought us to this moment

Let the precious life gain and lose
Wrap regret with new happiness
Just go to the future

No matter how much reluctance to give up, I have to give up cruelly
Don't look back my darling..."

Everyone couldn't help humming along softly, looking at the stage with blurred eyes.

Slowly waving fluorescent sticks are like starlight.

There should be very few people who have the opportunity to stand on the stage of the concert, but there should be many who have been to KTV. Ai Qian stood on the stage of the first-class domestic band and her idol, holding the microphone tightly, and gradually calmed down.

"Somewhere the other you left

there another me smiling
another we still love
instead of us forever
If you can think that way, that's enough."

The lead singer picked up the microphone, and the two co-authored the audience and began to sing together.

"Whatever happened to the story

Also make later life worthwhile
I look forward to us later
I can see you in tears

become free. "

There are huge crowds of people.

Somewhere in the middle of nowhere in the venue away from the VIP seats.

The young man who once promised to bring the girl to the Mayday concert quietly looked at the stage.

In the spotlight.

The lead singer shook her hand gratefully.

Brilliant lighting effects gathered.

The girl could no longer see her face clearly, and couldn't tell whether she had long hair or short hair.

(End of this chapter)