ten year dream

It was already late at night when the recording of "Good Night" ended. Mo Zheng checked the time and just sent a text message to Liang Xingjue to report his safety.Unexpectedly, within half a minute, the phone started to vibrate, Mo Zheng smiled, and pressed the call button.

"Brother Zheng." The other side shouted happily.

"Well," Mo Zheng responded, "you haven't slept so late?"

Liang Xingjue chuckled, "It's not too late, it's not past one o'clock."

"What time do you usually go to bed?" Mo Zheng asked like a strict father.

"Around twelve o'clock." Liang Xingjue moaned like a mosquito.

I'm afraid it's twelve o'clock to the right, Mo Zheng raised his forehead, "Go to bed early in the future, as an artist, the face is the key protection object."

"Okay, okay." The other side said yes, but didn't intend to have a good night at all.

To be honest, Mo Zheng didn't want to end the call so quickly, so he asked, "How's the filming going?"

"It's okay, but I can't keep up with the fast pace of TV drama shooting." Liang Xingjue muttered, "Today there was a scene where I was arguing with my parents. I was very tense at first, but after I let go, it went too far."

Knowing that Liang Xingjue is still a rookie and can't grasp the role, Mo Zheng comforted: "Take your time, and follow others when you can't find the feeling. Tu Ying and Zou Yutian are both very good at guiding opponents, try to keep up They won't have much of a problem with their pace."

Talking about these two, Liang Xingjue felt very emotional, "To be honest, Tu Ying and Zou Yutian are very powerful. There was a scene where Zou Yutian hurt his finger while cooking for his family, and Tu Ying stopped his bleeding. But at that time Zou Yutian has no feelings for this husband, and she wants to show a panicked look. I originally thought that Zou Yutian would act more exaggeratedly, yelling or pulling back her fingers. As a result, when Tu Ying squeezed her fingers and sucked blood, Zou Yu After a sweet touch, I froze there, and my feet seemed to be pointing at the door involuntarily, as if I was really stunned."

"Zou Yutian pays great attention to details, so some people say that her plays are worth watching over and over again, and you can discover new things every time." Mo Zheng raised his legs, "Tu Ying's characteristic is that he has a strong aura, so he is very suitable for bullying. Always or a strong villain."

Thinking of Tu Ying's slightly neutral but heroic face in acting, Liang Xingjue let out a "huh", "To be honest, at first I thought he should be a relatively handsome character."

"Indeed, I used to act as a boy," Mo Zheng put his hands on the sofa. "When youth idol dramas were all the rage, they always took on the role of beautiful boys. Later, they successfully transformed, and their eyes were mainly on young wives."

young lady...

Liang Xingjue's eyebrows twitched, why does this word sound a bit wrong?

"You are actually more suitable for youth idol dramas," Mo Zheng said, shaking his wrist, "It's a pity that this kind of drama is relatively sluggish now."

"Yeah, it seems that court dramas and anti-war movies are more popular." Liang Xingjue usually doesn't like to watch TV, so he can only guess from the types of dramas his mother usually mentions.

"Anti-Japanese war films have never stopped." Mo Zheng touched his nose, "It's a pity that there are not many really good scripts."

"Oh~" Liang Xingjue jokingly said, "If you say this, you will offend everyone, Lord Mo."

"Will you tell it?" Mo Zheng's tone was provocative.

Liang Xingjue blushed, cleared his throat and said, "No way."

Mo Zheng chuckled, he is really a child who can't act like a baby.

Huo Bao walked over cautiously with her tail drooping, sat at Mo Zheng's feet and looked at him.

"Hugging seems to hear your voice coming." Mo Zheng raised his toes and said.

"Really?!" Liang Xingjue was overwhelmed with surprise, "Brother Zheng, let's start the video."

I was just on the phone with him, and when I heard the hug, I started the video.Mo Zheng sighed, no wonder people often say that people are inferior to dogs.

When I opened Skype, I saw Liang Xingjue's probing big face, "How about a hug?"

Mo Zheng pointed the camera at himself, "Look at me first."

The screen froze for a second as if the signal was not good, before Liang Xingjue grabbed his hair and smirked.

"Brother Zheng." Liang Xingjue probably didn't know how to start the topic, so he greeted again.

"Hey." Mo Zheng responded, turning the camera to Hug sitting on the ground.

"Hug," Liang Xingjue yelled into the phone, "How are you lately? Do you miss me?"

Mo Zheng, who was facing away from the camera, raised his eyebrows. It would be nice if this person was so straightforward with him.

Although Huo Bao heard a familiar voice, he couldn't see anyone or smell it, so he sniffed the phone rather puzzled.

Seeing Hughuo's wet big nose moving around on the screen, Liang Xingjue couldn't help laughing.

Mo Zheng turned the camera to himself, and Liang Xingjue immediately withdrew his smile.

"Does my face have the function of stopping laughter?" Mo Zheng was helpless.

"I don't know how to say it," Liang Xingjue licked his dry lips, "I feel like being able to associate with you is like a dream."

Straight ball.

Mo Zheng's heart seemed to be scratched by a feather nonchalantly, "Whenever you have time, let's come and see for a hug."

"I have time tomorrow!" As soon as Liang Xingjue finished speaking, he shyly moved away from the camera, "Our shooting is assigned, and my big scenes are concentrated in the back, so these days are relatively easy."

"Oh, then come over tomorrow." Mo Zheng curled his lips.

Liang Xingjue was going to be dazzled by such a smile, if he didn't have a little sense, he would be able to take a taxi and fly to Mo Zheng's house right now.

"Okay, then I'll be there tomorrow as soon as the filming is over." Liang Xingjue smiled uncontrollably.

Mo Zheng nodded to the phone, "Then go to bed quickly today."

"Oh, good." Liang Xingjue looked at the camera reluctantly.

Knowing that he was reluctant to end, Mo Zheng waved his hand and turned off the video.

Liang Xingjue looked at the darkened screen, pouted and crawled under the quilt.

Tomorrow, I can see Mo Zheng tomorrow.

The crew stipulated that they could leave after completing their roles. In order to go to Mo Zheng's house early, Liang Xingjue put in all his strength to act, and ended work early before three o'clock, earning the title of a "upstart" behind his back.

Without taking off his makeup, he took a taxi to Mo Zheng's neighborhood. Liang Xingjue walked into the elevator and straightened his hair in front of the mirror.

Le Xuan and Qi Zhihan have moved across from Mo Zheng after their marriage, Liang Xingjue looked at the two doors hesitantly.It stands to reason that he should go to say hello, but...

"Oh, you two made it? When did you make it? How did you make it?"

Thinking of Le Xuan who never knew that silence is golden, Liang Xingjue decided to wait until he had time before visiting.

Liang Xingjue knocked on the door, and within a few seconds, he saw Mo Zheng's plain face.

"Brother Zheng." Liang Xingjue tiptoed happily.

"Come in." Mo Zheng smiled.

Liang Xingjue found a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, immediately ran over happily wagging his tail.

"Hug." Liang Xingjue rubbed the big dog's head in the entrance.

Mo Zheng walked to the sofa and felt helpless, "Xingjue, come here first, okay?"

Only then did Liang Xingjue let go of his hug, changed his shoes and walked inside.

"It's too early to finish work today?" Mo Zheng asked.

Ashamed to let people know that he put in so much effort to come earlier, Liang Xingjue just nodded.

"Holding seems to be getting fat." Liang Xingjue rubbed Canary's chin.

Mo Zheng glanced at the big dog, and said, "It's only by hugging that you won't be angry."

Liang Xingjue scratched his face, "Brother Zheng, you are taking care of yourself well."

He actually handed over this matter to the nanny, Mo Zheng Wangtian.

"By the way, do you want to drink water?" Mo Zheng remembered that he didn't pour water.

"No, no, no," Liang Xingjue quickly waved his hands and shook his head, "Actually, I came here today to see and hug, and I also want to ask some questions about the script."

Mo Zheng sighed, and leaned back on the sofa, "I thought you said that besides seeing me for a hug, you also came to see me."

Liang Xingjue was taken aback for a moment, and his face turned red again.

Maybe Mo Zheng has a bit of a bad taste, he always finds it cute to see Liang Xingjue at a loss.

"That..." Liang Xingjue hesitated, but couldn't complete the sentence.

"Well, I'm reluctant to become the third option." Mo Zheng joked.

Liang Xingjue shook his head vigorously again, "No, Brother Zheng."

"Okay." Feeling that the small theater should enter the theme here, Mo Zheng stretched out his hand and said, "Show me the script."

The topic changed a little quickly, Liang Xingjue reacted before handing over the phone.He didn't usually have the habit of carrying things, so he took the script into the photo album.

"I think these parts are more difficult to perform," Liang Xingjue stretched his neck to look at the phone and said, "I tried to perform it at home, but it always felt wrong."

Mo Zheng looked at the first picture, "The character is fighting with others for his sister-in-law?"

Liang Xingjue nodded, "Well, I haven't fought before so I don't know what to do."

Mo Zheng tilted his head, although thinking this way hurt Liang Xingjue's self-esteem a bit, but boys always have the experience of making shots once or twice, right?

"Have you ever seen others fight?" Mo Zheng decided to start by imitating.

"I've seen it before, but I can't make that kind of feeling of being on the verge of a sword." Liang Xingjue shrank his shoulders, his experience of being beaten...yes, beating people...hehe.

"Okay, let's fight first." Mo Zheng stood up with his sleeves rolled up.

Liang Xingjue had black lines on his face. If someone is an imaginary school, there must be someone who is a practical school.

Standing in the wide area in the middle of the living room, Liang Xingjue stood crookedly.

"Xingjue, this is a fight, not a dance master, stand upright." Mo Zheng said on the opposite side.

Liang Xingjue wiped his face and said, "Brother Zheng, I don't feel like fighting against you."

"It's okay," Mo Zheng said sternly, "Just enter the role."

Well, Liang Xingjue stood up straight, trying to fit himself into Ye Shaolun's role.

Mo Zheng, who originally told Liang Xingjue to stand upright, suddenly stood up in a dawdly manner, and stepped forward a few steps and said, "Who are you? I care about Lu Huiren's fucking business with you?"

He just wanted to ask "Who are you", Liang Xingjue stared at Mo Zheng with his mouth gaping, and couldn't find a trace of domineering.

No, he has to be more serious now, Liang Xingjue roared angrily: "Grandson, who cares who I am, I'm still so arrogant in cursing, I haven't seen what your father looks like, have I?"

Mo Zheng's face was ferocious, and he rushed forward without saying a word.At this moment, Liang Xingjue was supposed to fight him, but when he saw others rushing towards him, his hands and feet became stiff and he dared not fight back.

The scope of the room was not big enough, and Mo Zheng had already thrown himself on Liang Xingjue before he could get it back.Liang Xingjue lost his center of gravity and fell backwards. Although there was a carpet on the ground floor, it was absolutely uncomfortable to knock on it.Mo Zheng quickly grabbed Liang Xingjue with his sharp eyes, but he also fell down.

Liang Xingjue fell to the ground with an "ow", and Mo Zheng put his hands on his side, at least reducing the secondary damage.

"Xingjue, are you okay?" Mo Zheng asked anxiously.

Liang Xingjue turned his face, and saw Mo Zheng's face hanging above.

……

This seemed to be a scene from a movie, Liang Xingjue blinked.

Isn't it time to kiss next?