ten year dream

After Liang Xingjue solved his confession plan, he went to sleep, and when the sun rose, the phone rang.

Liang Xingjue picked it up in a daze, and heard Le Xuan's vigorous voice, "Hey, why did you ask me about my confession last night?"

"I'm going to confess." Liang Xingjue was still not clear-headed, so he threw out the reason directly.

"Oh?" Le Xuan asked, "Going to confess to your senior brother?"

Liang Xingjue nodded in response.

"Oh, you finally figured it out," Le Xuan's tone was full of joy, and then asked again, "So you don't need to shoot today? It sounds like you haven't woken up yet."

Liang Xingjue sat up in shock, seeing the sun shining brightly outside, his heart was half cold.

"I seem to be..." Liang Xingjue said stupidly, "I overslept."

There was a pause there, and then a siren-like laughter broke out, "I'm so fucking laughing at me, then get up and go to the theater quickly, I'll die."

"Oh." As soon as Liang Xingjue heard the busy voice from the other side, he immediately jumped up like a monkey, grabbed his clothes and went to take a shower.

After writing the song last night, I started to think about the confession. I was so excited that I forgot about the filming today.

Hey, no, he fell asleep while acting yesterday, so the production manager couldn't tell him where to shoot today.Liang Xingjue stopped holding the toothbrush.And now the gathering time has passed, he doesn't know the numbers of other people except Mo Zheng...

The water dripped down on his back, Liang Xingjue slowly put the toothbrush back into his mouth, up and down, left, right, left, right.

At any rate, after taking a shower, Liang Xingjue sat on the sofa with his wet short hair, staring at the screen of his phone.After a while, he finally called Mo Zheng.

It's lunch time now, and Mo Zheng's cell phone is at hand. When he saw the caller ID, he immediately picked it up, "Xingjue?"

"Brother Zheng, I'm sorry I had insomnia last night and overslept this morning so I didn't go to shoot." Liang Xingjue crackled.

"It's okay." Mo Zheng put down the chopsticks in his hand, and asked with concern, "How are you doing now?"

"After a good night's sleep, everything will be fine." Liang Xingjue said energetically.

"That's good." Mo Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Liang Xingjue scratched his face embarrassingly, and said, "Brother Zheng, where are you filming this afternoon?"

Mo Zheng heard the meaning behind his back, and said: "You can rest today, the shooting is almost done in the morning, and it is estimated that the work will be finished earlier in the afternoon."

"But it's not good because I delay the process." Liang Xingjue still insisted.

Mo Zheng was quiet for a while, before the deep voice came back, "Director Mu also told you to rest well, don't worry, he knows the progress."

"Oh..." Liang Xingjue was a little disappointed.

"You couldn't sleep last night? Did something happen?" Mo Zheng asked.

Liang Xingjue's heart trembled, and he smirked and said, "Last night, I suddenly had an inspiration, so I wrote a song."

"Oh." Mo Zheng's voice seemed much more relaxed, "Let me hear it sometime."

"No!" Liang Xingjue found himself abrupt as soon as he refused, and immediately explained: "That song was poorly written, I will write a better one for you to listen to later."

"Okay," Mo Zheng nodded, "You can write a few more songs and show them to President Ning. Maybe you can release a single or EP."

Liang Xingjue was pleasantly surprised when he heard it, "Okay!"

After hanging up the phone, Liang Xingjue immediately took out a pen and paper and sat on the sofa to start thinking.With Mo Zheng's reminder, he was quite excited.

Liang Xingjue slowly closed his eyes, a joyful melody slowly filled his heart.

He wanted to write a song, a song to tell Mo Zheng about his feelings.

From the first glance on stage, his first sentence, the moment that saved him.The constant care during the game, the medicine he put on his pillow when he fell ill, and the pat on his hand before going on stage.Two years later, meeting again, warming his solid chest when he collapsed and helpless...

Liang Xingjue opened his eyes, stared at the pure white paper, and wrote with ease.

"Lonely and lonely city / ignorant people / ringing the bell in my heart / one glance is eternity /... Ah, the loneliness has the heartbeat of loving you / the heartache that connects to eternity / I don't want to disappear in a blink of an eye /Can you hear my praises/Can you hug me tightly/Until the end of the play/La la la.../A dream that will never end/La la la.../Until the end of the play."

After he stopped writing, Liang Xingjue looked at the words and sentences that he poured his heart into from beginning to end, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc.

Will Mo Zheng like this song?Will you accept his feelings?

Liang Xingjue picked up the manuscript and pondered over it. He changed the tune and lyrics again and again, but still maintained the original pattern.Liang Xingjue copied down the final version carefully, and solemnly placed it in his small desk.

After a good day's rest, Liang Xingjue arrived at the theater early in the morning.

"Hey, are you feeling better now?" Mu Yan probably got up too early, and his eyes were a little swollen.

"Well, it's okay now." Liang Xingjue smiled at Yanyan, and he looked much calmer.

Mu Yan yawned, and said: "Okay, your part is almost over, today I filmed you and Han Kai's first meeting and a few important scenes. In the next few days, you can go to Group C to fill in some minor details, and it will be finished." .”

Liang Xingjue felt a little regretful after hearing this, that is to say, after today, he would have no chance to see Mo Zheng.

After a while, Mo Zheng's car arrived at the theater.As soon as he saw Mu Yan, Mo Zheng asked, "Did you steal the chicken last night? Why are your eyes so swollen?"

Mu Yan waved his hand impatiently, "I suddenly had an inspiration last night, and wrote a script overnight."

Mo Zheng raised his eyebrows, "What kind of script?"

Mu Yan glanced at him and said, "No matter what kind of book it is, you will never be allowed to participate this time."

Mo Zheng shrugged, and walked to Liang Xingjue's side.

"Brother Zheng?!" Liang Xingjue looked at him with a wide smile.

Seeing that this person was not as depressed as he was in the past few days, Mo Zheng felt much more relieved, "How did you rest yesterday?"

Liang Xingjue nodded repeatedly, "I wrote another song yesterday."

Mo Zheng was a little surprised. This person actually wrote two songs in a row. He is indeed a natural original singer. It seems that he can consider discussing with Mr. Ning about making an album for him after Catcher's promotion is over.

"I'll sing it to you when I'm finished." Liang Xingjue's eyes were full of sparks.

Mo Zheng didn't understand why it was after the finale, but he still nodded, "Yeah."

The filming location was at nightclub, and the film crew quickly set up the venue.Liang Xingjue chewed xylitol to relax his mouth, the psychedelic color was imprinted on his smooth forehead, and his somewhat idle posture looked quite coquettish.Mo Zheng wore a long black windbreaker, and a pair of simple but unique leather boots under his feet. The scars painted on his face looked a little hideous under the mottled light, like a quiet beast, roaring to shake the world at any time.

From the moment Mo Zheng walked into the room, Liang Xingjue was attracted to him again, and his heart, which had already been filled, slowly overflowed with uncontrollable emotions, soaking his whole body from every vein of blood.

"What?" Mo Zheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Liang Xingjue showed his upper and lower rows of teeth, "Brother Zheng, your aura is so strong today."

Mo Zheng also laughed, and that captivating aura suddenly turned into gentleness.

Mu Yan looked at the two people in front of the camera from the monitor, and sighed silently.

"OK to prepare." Mu Yan said.

Liang Xingjue backed away, and first took a picture of Mo Zheng entering the nightclub.

After playing the board, Mo Zheng followed the waiter into the single room, carefully looked around, and then sat on the sofa upright.

Liang Xingjue kept watching from outside the camera. Whether it was Mo Zheng's walking posture or his alert eyes, they all implied his steady personality and his identity as an undercover criminal policeman.

At the end of the shot, a reshoot was made to guarantee the bottom line, and then Han Kai and Jiang Guansheng's first encounter began.

Liang Xingjue wrapped the xylitol that had been changed several times and threw it into the trash can, then walked into the camera with his hands shaken.

"Are you nervous?" Mo Zheng smiled.

"Not nervous." Liang Xingjue pursed his lips.

"Two shots once in five scenes..."

The theater manager shouted, and Mo Zheng's eyes began to turn cold.Liang Xingjue also involuntarily raised the corners of his mouth, drawing a sinister arc.

"action!"

Liang Xingjue maintained that smile, with some searching in his eyes, he casually stepped forward and asked, "Are you Han Kai from the Green Gang?"

Mo Zheng stretched out his hand, and a faint smile overflowed from his slightly raised lips, "Jiang Shao."

Liang Xingjue's smile deepened, and he reached out to shake hands with him.

The two sat back on the sofa, and Mo Zheng said, "I heard that Young Master Jiang wants to do a small business with us?"

Liang Xingjue's gesture of taking out a cigarette from his shirt pocket was smooth and unrestrained, and his tone seemed a bit sloppy, "Well, it's indeed a 'small' business, but I don't know if the Green Gang thinks it's worth it."

Mo Zheng took the cigarette, lit the lighter and approached Liang Xingjue, "It depends on how 'small' Young Master Jiang's business is."

"You go first." Liang Xingjue bit the cigarette at the corner of his mouth and raised his head.

Mo Zheng raised one eyebrow and put the lighter back in front of him.As soon as Mo Zheng lit the cigarette and put down the lighter, Liang Xingjue bit the cigarette and moved forward, pinched it between his fingers, and took a puff on Mo Zheng's cigarette butt, and lit his own cigarette.

Mo Zheng seemed a little stunned, Liang Xingjue backed away and exhaled a mouthful of mist.

Unlike Gao Yunwei's smog lingering in the night sky, Liang Xingjue's smog covered his haughty and evil face slightly like a veil. When the gray cloud and smoke cleared, he chuckled lightly, with watery eyes, frozen in the camera lens .

Mo Zheng's pupils dilated uncontrollably, and he didn't turn his head until he heard "cut".

After Mu Yan yelled to stop, he was still hesitating, and finally made a verdict, "The two of you behaved a bit blatantly, let's do it again."

Mo Zhengwei was a little surprised, then nodded and returned to his original position.

After filming the same scene several times, Mu Yan nodded and took a short break. Liang Xingjue went to drink water, and Mo Zheng walked to Mu Yan and said, "Show me the shot just now."

Mu Yan glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and tuned out the first video.

Mo Zheng silently watched Liang Xingjue gradually change from an evil and unruly smile to an unconcealable admiration, and couldn't help but sighed.

"You should look at yourself more than Liang Xingjue." Mu Yan said in a deep voice.

The video just stopped when the smoke gradually dissipated, and he looked at Liang Xingjue in awe.

Mo Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "Delete this paragraph."

Mu Yan twitched the corner of his mouth and turned off the video.