[Xiao Eleven: ... Thank you?]
[Xiao Eleven: You too.]
After Chi Xueyan stopped the car and walked into the bar, she saw He Qiao's reply.
The whole venue was decorated in a sinister way. The wallpaper was covered with mottled blood, and large and small blood-stained utensils were hanging: scalpels, chainsaws, axes...
Enjoying the murderous party scene in front of her, and thinking of the hesitant thank you, Chi Xueyan laughed out loud.
Wang Shaojing, who was busy decorating the simulated plasma on the bar, saw him coming in and quickly waved: "Here!"
When he saw Chi Xueyan's expression clearly, he couldn't help joking, "Why are you so late after work? Which child are you coaxing?"
"A funny child." Chi Xueyan didn't reply any more messages and put away his mobile phone. "What else haven't been finished?"
"It's almost there. Oh, please help me put up the poster. The ladder is there. Ask someone to help you when you go up."
Wang Shaojing nouted his mouth on the ladder beside him, pointed to his considerable stomach, and shook his head: "I'm worried that the ladder can't stand it."
Chi Xueyan responded: "Okay."
He stood on the ladder. When others handed over the poster, Wang Shaojing looked below and asked him, "Is your white coat in the way? Do you want to take it off first and put it on when you're done?"
After Chi Xueyan got out of the car, she put on the white coat she wore when she went out in the morning. Now it's Dr. Chi again.
"No, I'm used to it."
The pool doctor on the ladder spread out the poster, and the dim light of the bar illuminated the crimson top of the hair.
There is also a side shadow in a white doctor's uniform on the poster, which shines with the silvery scalpel. The shadow reveals the light title of the movie, SCALPEL, that is, the scalpel.
This is a fairly classic horror film series, which is deeply loved by fans. For example, Wang Shaojing, who runs a bar, is an avid die-hard fan. He not only named the bar SCA, but also put a lot of movie peripherals in the store, and held several movie parties with the theme of "SCALPEL" every year.
Guests who come to play can dress up as any character in the movie. A group of people play and watch movies in the carefully arranged scene. It is a carnival with a very cult atmosphere, which is rare in China.
Chi Xueyan heard about this party when she was in college. After being pulled by a friend to play once, she soon fell in love with this movie. She came here again and again, so she met Wang Shaojing.
The doctor and the scalpel on the poster is the main element in the first part of the film, which tells the story of a delicate and cruel revenge game of a high-IQ doctor. In the following films, there are many plots and killing methods, but the most impressive symbols are always the white coat and scalpel.
When it comes to villains, they must be surgeons who are proficient in human structure.
After pasting the poster, Chi Xueyan flattened the corners and stared at the white coat on the paper for a while. Suddenly, he turned to ask Wang Shaojing, "Do I look like a villain?"
Wang Shaojing, who was full of blood, raised his head, thinking that he had entered the role of the movie in advance. He suddenly grinned and showed a terrifying smile: "Dr. D is not the villain. He is obviously the protagonist."
"..." Looking at his bloody teeth, Chi Xueyan was happy, "Is this syrup delicious?"
"It's so sweet." Wang Shaojing choked his throat and howled, "It's so sweet!!"
Tonight's SCA bar is very popular.
The streets are full of people, and the neon lights on the signboards of the bar are colorful. In the hot night, they look no different from the past.
Young people came in pairs, many of them dressed up as doctors, and some dressed up as various dead people in the movie.
In the bustling crowd, there is a "doctor" whose temperament is cold but his appearance is the most prominent.
His companions were all wearing the same white coat specially prepared for this event, and there were different surgical instruments in their chest pockets. At first glance, they were gangs.
This set of surgical instruments is made of plastic around the film. In order to avoid accidental injury, all guests can only carry imitation props, and the decorations in the bar are not real knives and guns.
Someone solemnly handed the plastic scalpel to his companion who had become the focus of the crowd, as if handing over the crown: "Lao Lu, in order of height, this most important scalpel belongs to you."
Lu Siyi didn't move, with a cold expression: "Childish."
His friends were all familiar with his temper, and immediately someone hugged his shoulder with a laugh: "Cooperation, you will definitely like this movie, which is very decompressing."
Lu Siyi looked at the scalpel handed in front of him and still resisted stubbornly: "My experiment has not yet..."
The companion quickly stuffed the props into his pocket and pushed him in without saying anything.
"Oh, how uncomfortable it is to build a car behind closed doors. Aren't you stuck? Have a good time, maybe you will have a new idea. Even your tutor advises you not to stay in the laboratory all the time..."
The colorful light of the neon lights turned over the white coat, and when you entered the door, it was another world.
The first-time guests were amazed at the atmospheric environment around them, while the regular guests greeted each other and chatted, and there was a sound of fighting everywhere.
When the movie officially began to be played on the big screen, the sound waves were even louder and louder.
The vast majority of the people present have seen this series of films, and many people even recite the specific plot and lines. If a character appears on the picture that will die tragically soon, the audience below the stage will give merciless and spicy comments.
For example, in a dark hospital building, the obese security guard held a paper bag of popcorn in his hand and a flashlight under his armpit, pating slowly. The crisp and crackling sound of popcorn being bitten was intertwined with the metal sound of the keychain swaying around his waist, and the atmosphere was mysterious.
"Brother, don't eat. Look back!"
"What's the use of a broken flashlight? Can you turn on the light!!"
When the moment when the security guard fell into the pool of blood came, the long-standing shouts and boos broke out in the bar.
Wang Shaojing, dressed as a building security guard, sat by the bar with the same keychain hanging around his waist. He gladly accepted the popcorn thrown by the guests overwhelmingly, and then happily drew the first horizontal character on the small blackboard in his hand.
This is the correct way to open horror movies.
In the crowd that became crazier and crazier, the only doctor with red hair looked a little free.
Chi Xueyan has participated in many SCALPEL carnivals, and today is the first time that he has not fully devoted himself.
Dr. D on the screen left quietly after completing his first attempt, leaving no trace except for the white corner of his clothes flashed in the dark.
Chi Xueyan outside the screen suddenly remembered the story she heard in the evening.
The villain in the novel world lost everything because of a paranoid unrequited love.
This was obviously impossible, but He Qiao's extremely serious expression appeared in his mind when he said these words.
Maybe it was because He Qiao was quite interesting, but the two broke up without talking for a few words, so he subconsciously felt a little regretful.
Chi Xueyan shook her head and decided not to think about it anymore, trying to get rid of those trivial thoughts.
His afterglow swept over a static area not far away, and then turned his head unexpectedly to look over.
In the lofty atmosphere of the demons dancing, a tall boy dressed as Dr. D looked extremely calm and out of place with the excitement around him. He lowered his head alone, as if he was writing something.
Chi Xueyan took a few steps closer and crossed the popcorn and paper balls flying all over the sky. He saw the other party pad a plastic scalpel in the palm of his right hand as a pad, holding a pen and writing on a small note.
With Chi Xueyan's excellent eyesight, he can vaguely see that it is not a phone number or a movie death count, but a pile of complex formulas like a heavenly book.
A left-handed student with strong determination and superior side face lines.
And he didn't notice the noise around him and the peepers beside him at all.
Chi Xueyan looked at it for a while. At first, she felt strange, and then the smile in her eyes deepened.
He is often attracted by strange and elusive people or things.
In the almost boiling bar, this strange quiet place has expanded a little more.
I don't know how long it took, until a writing board sandwiched between white paper was handed in front of him. The boy, who was thinking hard, raised his head, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
The other party's straight face is also in line with his aesthetics, Chi Xueyan thought so.
"It's more convenient to write with this."
The boy hesitated for a moment and reached out to take it: "Thank you."
With more handy tools, he couldn't wait to lower his head and write. He was dragged into the world full of puzzles by the formula. After a moment, he seemed to think of a polite question and forced it out.
He looked at the strange red-haired young man and said, "I'll finish writing it soon, and I'll give it back to you when I finish it."
Chi Xueyan shrugged her shoulders: "It doesn't maing. I'm sending you off."
The other party was about to bow his head again, and he continued to ask, "Did you be pulled over by your friend?"
"Right."
Chi Xueyan laughed and said, "In two minutes, Dr. D will kill people with a writing board, which is a classic scene."
The boy was stunned, looked at the writing board in his hand, and then at the big screen in front of him. Finally, he buried his head in calculating the formula: "I can finish it right away."
Chi Xueyan also looked away and no longer disturbed the other party.
This is a person who insists on himself.
When the first part of the film was screened, the lights turned on, and the bar began to take an break, the boy put down his pen and breathed a sigh of relief, and even his usual cold expression softened a little.
He took off the densely written page, folded it neatly and put it in his pocket. Then he found Chi Xueyan, who was sitting by the bar and chatting with Wang Shaojing, and returned the writing board: "I'm out of use, thank you."
Chi Xueyan saw his eagerness to leave the scene and asked, "Are you leaving?"
"Well, I'm going back to the laboratory." There was a faint excitement in his tone and whispered, "I have a new idea."
Before the other party turned around and left, Chi Xueyan reached out to him in time and introduced himself, "Chi Xueyan."
This is a very good occasion to make friends. There are strangers who exchange contacts everywhere, and his behavior is not abrupt.
So this tall boy didn't resist.
He reached out and responded in a flat tone: "Lu Siyi."
The words fell to the ground, and the dim light in front of him seemed to shake, suddenly crashing into a frightening dream.
Lu Siyi.
Chi Xueyan's brain was blank for a moment.
He heard his voice that suddenly became distant: "Which one? Is it perseverance?"
And the other party's more distant answer.
"Standing feathers, standing, feathers."
He also asked the same question when He Qiao told him the story of time-traveling books.
Because this is a less common word.
He got exactly the same answer.
In a hazy roaring noise, Chi Xueyan couldn't remember when Lu Siyi left. The idea of wanting a way to contact him completely disappeared. He stared blankly at the world in front of him until people cheered loudly and the lights went out again.
Wang Shaojing, who was about to play the second movie, patted him on the shoulder: "Why are you dumbfounded? It's about to start. Hurry up."
Chi Xueyan stopped him, and his voice was faintly covered by laughter.
He asked again, "Do I look like a villain?"
Wang Shaojing threw a bag of popcorn to him and stared at the big screen without ton-back. The answer was loud: "You are the most handsome villain in the audience!"
Five minutes later, at the door of the bar.
The neon lights illuminated Chi Xueyan's side face, and the evening wind blew his short hair. He stared at the movie posters posted on the door of the bar, and the white corners of his clothes were hidden in the shadows.
After a long time, he took out his mobile phone.
The invisible signal penetrated the air, jumped in the grand night, and poured into a bright glass window in an instant.
The young man in the window nestled in the soft sofa, his fingers agilely controlled the game controller. The light and shadow changed on the super-large-screen TV in front of him, and the volume of the game was adjusted to the maximum. Even if the sound insulation of the game room was excellent, the people outside the house could faintly hear the noise flowing out.
At the end of the gunfight, an igon prompting the completion of the task popped up on the screen.
He Qiao looked at the flashing and disappearing pattern expressionlessly, manipulated the joystick, and drove to the next mission site.
He doesn't want to play games at all.
But today, He Xiao is at home and watches TV with his mother in the living room downstairs, and everyone in the family knows that "He Qiao" likes to play games.
Just as he was driving rampantly in the virtual city, his mobile phone shook on the coffee table full of fruit snacks.
The voice call from Chi Xueyan.
He Qiao didn't notice for a moment. The originally stable car rolled straight down the slope, rolling 360 degrees in the air.
In the dust and smoke of the vehicle falling to the ground, he pressed the answer button, and the last topic of the two people's conversation suddenly appeared in his mind: dental care.
It is not marginal, but it is very clear.
There was noisy music and ambient sound in the receiver. Before he could open his mouth, Chi Xueyan's voice sounded vividly: "Mr. He, do you want to have a late-night snack?"
The person on the other end of the phone's tone was arbitrary, which made He Qiao catch a glimpse of the warm red in a trance.
"I regret the meeting in the evening." The other party's voice was bright and ostentatious, flowing close to his ear, "Would you like to come out for hot pot?"