When the elevator reached the 56th floor, it was already 3:45. For the Shanxi Band and even all the artists of Mingtang Culture, they have entered the real preparation stage. At this time, they don’t have to think about practicing anymore. All they have to do is
, is to fully relax and adjust your state.
Hae-kyung drinking with a group of people may seem outrageous, but it is actually a prelude to "relaxation." It is most suitable for grassroots people from underground circles such as Shanxi Band, and it can be said that it is well-intentioned.
However, it is not easy to eliminate the influence of drunkenness. As soon as he returned to the practice room, Haijing showed off his manager's style and ordered all members of the Shanxi Band to sleep, especially Huang Xiangdong and Ma Lou who drank too much.
The wine at Ma Lou was fine, but he just couldn't get up from squatting on the ground; Huang Xiangdong was so excited that he picked up his beloved bass and played an impromptu SOLO, which was rare and he was still tuning it up.
In the low voice, Haijing made arrangements in an orderly manner: "The wake-up time is at half past four. There are still forty-five minutes. You are all old drunkards and you have taken medicine. There is enough time. I can play musical instruments and so on.
Arrange the transfer and send it directly to the backend. Don't think about anything now and have a good sleep!"
Wang Mo raised his hand: "But Brother Jing, there is still someone missing!"
Hai Jing was stunned. Alcohol still had an effect on him, so he didn't realize that drummer Shui Yi had not returned to the band yet. He quickly reacted: "Don't worry about it, I'll contact her."
The words were said lightly, but Shui Yi didn't answer the phone after two calls. Now no one could calm down. Without someone, the show would be a fart at night!
Huang Xiangdong, who was still drunk, slapped his strings and roared: "I killed her two months ago!"
Moya kicked him against the wall.
It is said that Huang Xiangdong and Shui Jing were indeed in a relationship for a while, but they have now broken up. Although their band is small, there are a lot of messy things in it.
Just in the midst of the chaos, Shui Yi finally answered the third round of calls, saying that he had just come back and would be there soon. Not long after he finished speaking, the door of the practice room opened, and Shui Yi walked in, with long damp hair and a slight breath.
, his face was also bright red, and judging from the smell of his breath, he must have been drinking too.
Huang Xiangdong glared at Shui Yi and wanted to say something to his ex-girlfriend, but he was also drunk and was not qualified, so he could only pluck the string in a venting manner.
The low sound of the bass once again swept through the practice room, and the next moment was taken away by Hai Jing: "Sober up, take a shower, change clothes, and go to bed. This is your current task. There is no time to delay any more. Be quick!"
Shuiyi made a "cut" sound and went to the lounge, still stumbling a little. Moya asked her: "Are you okay? There is sobering medicine here."
"Okay." Shui Yi flipped up his hair and laughed inexplicably. When he reached out to pick it up, he didn't even catch it.
Ronan behind the door frowned: Poor sense of distance, emotional confusion, and signs of stimulating activity in many brain areas. Are these ladies on drugs?
Taking drugs to find excitement before a performance is a bad habit of many bands in the industry, and I don’t know how many people have been ruined by it. This practice of Shuiyi is really not smart in the long run!
In any case, the matter was settled satisfactorily for the time being, and there was no need for Ronan to stay in the Shanxi Band's room. He said hello and went out, saying he was going to rest for a while.
Outside the door, Gothe was standing in the corridor waiting, with Maoyan next to him. The latter had already received part of the news, and he laughed: "What, are you causing trouble again?"
Ronan was too lazy to answer and asked Gao De: "Is there any news about Luo Yuan?"
Gothe shook his head: "Not yet."
Why did it suddenly disappear?
Ronan had a headache, but the three non-company personnel standing in the corridor were quite eye-catching, so Ronan took the initiative and chose a place to facilitate the discussion. It was room 5627. He had the access code, and there was indeed no one there now.
The automatic cleaning system of Tonghui Building is trustworthy. After entering the house, Ronan did not find any unspeakable "clues" and the air was quite clear.
He sighed, stretched his waist, stretched his muscles, and thought about what to do next. At this time, Gothe said:
"We have the latest information about that Luo Yuan."
"Did you find it? Where?"
"No, no trace of the target has been found yet, but we already have some clues about the identity."
Since Ronan's warning, the association has not stopped collecting and organizing information. And fortunately, Luo Yuan doesn't seem to be particularly low-key.
All three people can access the Lingbo network, and relevant information can be easily shared. Gaode further explained: "Luo Yuan, a wanderer in the wilderness, is a relatively famous gene trafficker."
The so-called gene traffickers, to put it nicely, are gene dealers. This profession collects valuable genetic samples through various means to serve various laboratories doing related subjects. Their targets include relatively rare animals and plants.
, also includes all kinds of successful people in society, and even those with abnormal abilities.
Maoyan smiled coldly: "Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, and the mouse's son can dig holes. This kind of thinking is indeed popular now. Many laboratories want to make achievements on this road... What about Sunrise Industries?"
Ronan was a little confused: "Since he is a gene trafficker, he must be interested in a special gene. Who is his target?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Maoyan and Gothe's gazes were projected at the same time.
"……me?"
"Are you happy? If you are short of money in the future, you can make a fortune by selling genes."
Ronan couldn't laugh or cry: "What's the point? If he is really interested in my genes, can't I just pull out a hair and give it to him? Or just spit on it? Also, you can go to the hospital!"
In today's society, genetic sampling is a physical examination item that has been around since childhood. Every few years, public welfare departments will go to schools and families to collect genetic samples and screen for various fatal diseases. There is also a common saying that the government is so
It is also done to improve the human gene pool and strengthen the ability to control society.
In any case, the genetic information of citizens is by no means a secret to those who have the ability, so why bother to confront the Xiacheng branch.
Maoyan clicked his tongue twice, shook his head and said: "BOSS, although you are young, don't treat ignorance as happiness, okay? Have you ever heard of extreme genes?"
"Did you make up the word?"
"I will not take the blame for the association. This concept is also very popular in the outside world. It involves the origin of the power of espers. A considerable number of people believe that the source of the power of espers lies in the strengthening of the human body's native genes by their extraordinary abilities.
Transformation. For the same person, the genes before awakening and after awakening are different; similarly, the genetic structure at the peak limit state is also different from the normal state. Although this theory does not have particularly solid data support,
But many people believe this... so many gene traffickers are perverts."
Ronan was a little dizzy: "Where is the logic in your words?"
Gothe next to him explained in a deep voice: "A first-class gene trafficker is also a first-class murderer. They use various means to make the target go through multiple status stages, and finally push them to the point of despair, in order to obtain the most complete
Gene samples. They can treat mutants this way, and they can treat humans this way. Therefore, it is definitely not easy to be targeted by a gene trafficker."
Ronan raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
Gaode further reminded: "Furthermore, judging from the existing information, the so-called gene trafficker may just be a cover for his identity. After all, his transaction records are too few, and there may be deeper secrets that have not been exposed.
The association is still continuing to investigate, but some information needs to be transferred to the authority of the general association, and we are still communicating..."
The second half of the conversation was suddenly cut off. Before that, Ronan and Maoyan had already sensed that someone was coming to this room.
A few seconds later, the outer door shook, and before entering, a voice came in: "Don't worry about the rehearsal, we still have a long time to use."
"Master He, can't you wait a moment...!" The female artist rushed in with a smile, still coquettishly complaining. She didn't pay attention to the environment in the room at all.
But in the empty room with an unobstructed view, it was difficult not to see the three huge figures.
After a second, the female artist stood there stunned, but He Donglou behind him obviously did not wake up in time. Seeing her pause, he hugged her waist from behind and kept moving up and down: "Oh!
Ah, I have always admired the body management of artists under Mingtang Culture...eh?"
He Donglou finally discovered what was going on in the room. He was dazed for a record-breaking five seconds. Then he smiled and said, "So you are already here. I know, first come first served. You guys take your time and play, you all understand.
The taste is quite strong.”
In the end, even he himself didn't know what he said, so he pulled the female artist and fled in embarrassment.
Ronan kept staring at them, even if the door was closed, the mental induction was always locked.
The cat's eyes squinted over: "Hey, are you also interested in that woman? But her body management is really good. She has been practicing at my place all year round, and she can be ranked in the top five."
Ronan ignored the nonsense and asked: "Didn't you pay attention? That person seems to be..."
"Oh, you mean He Lanlin?"
"Really? It's true that she and Lan Lin were here this morning."
Maoyan was not interested in discussing this topic. She interrupted Ronan: "Excellent body management does not mean that desire management is equally excellent. What's more, in this circle, the standards are also different. By the way, your standards are really conservative.
.On this point, you and Captain Gao should agree."
Gothe didn't respond at all, as if he didn't hear anything.
Ronan curled his lips, his mental telepathy still lingering on the female artist. The clip just now vaguely gave him some reminders and made him think of something, but he couldn't grasp it for the time being.