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"Little Qiao?" Shao Guanchao felt that his assistant had been on the job for so long and was still surprised. He could really be included in the top ten unsolved mysteries of the mainland entertainment industry. "How did she walk so fast?"

Ji Rong only remembered the assistant's faltering tone before leaving, and had no intention of inquiring into her mental journey, so he closed the door behind him: "I said I was in a hurry to go back and check your schedule, maybe there is something really urgent."

"What schedule can I have recently..." Shao Guanchao muttered, but for the sake of buying the ingredients, he didn't worry about the little assistant's dynamics any more.

In the end, Ji Rong cooked a table full of dishes, matching Shao Guanchao's curious tastes, both Chinese and Western styles, and because of the proper arrangement of the dishes, it didn't seem to be very inconsistent.Shao Guanchao opened a bottle of red wine and poured a glass for each of them. He looked up and saw that Ji Rong was holding up his mobile phone and posing for a photo. He said in disbelief, "Isn't it? You still want to take pictures before eating?"

Only the picture of Shao Guanchao staring at the camera with his eyes wide open in the photo, Ji Rong admitted without blushing, "I haven't posted on Weibo for a long time, and the director team asked me to post an original Weibo."

"Oh," Shao Guanchao nodded. He had no doubts about Ji Rong's statement, and even helped him adjust the positions of a few dishes to make the picture look more harmonious. Zhang has the best hair."

Sure enough, Ji Rong took a few more photos, and then the two of them opened their chairs and had dinner formally.

In the end, with the unremitting efforts of the two of them, a large table full of dishes was swept away. Looking at the table with messy cups and plates, Shao Guanchao felt a little regret afterwards: "I also said that I would share the joys and sorrows with the years, but now I seem to eat too much. too much."

Ji Rong stood up and cleaned up the dishes, and handed a plate of Jianweixiaoshi tablets to Shao Guanchao: "Eat a little."

Shao Guanchao peeled a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, complaining vaguely to Ji Rong: "Why are you cooking so many dishes? Can you save some for tomorrow? I don't know how long Plus will be talking about eating so much tonight... "

"It's okay, he's not here today, I won't say that no one knows." Ji Rong comforted.

Shao Guanchao pointed to the body fat scale next to the wall, and cruelly stated the reality: "No, the body fat scale knows." What's more, the lens itself is a tool that easily magnifies defects. Go on the show leisurely and leisurely, and guarantee that the Reuters news will say that I "suspected that the plastic surgery failed and became swollen into a pig's head".

For the sake of his figure, Shao Guanchao decided to stand and watch Ji Rong do housework after eating as a way to digest food.So Ji Rong put the bowl in the dishwasher, turned around and saw Shao Guanchao who was curiously studying the buttons of the dishwasher.

"Never used it before?" Ji Rong looked at Shao Guanchao amusedly, his eyes were full of "this kind of operation" in amazement, "This dishwasher doesn't look very new." It's unbelievable how it's been used.

Shao Guanchao touched the back of his neck uncomfortably, and turned his head to look at the sparrow outside the window: "This was given by Wang Shuai when we first moved in. I don't cook much, so I just kept it idle."

Wang Shuai was very excited when he gave the dishwasher back then. He and Lin Yixin accepted the endorsement of the dishwasher at that time, and gave everyone a dishwasher, even Shao Guanchao, who had just moved to an apartment, was not spared.

"You, Shao Dayingdi, don't cook, so someone will cook for you in the future. When they cook, you wash the dishes. What a perfect match!" Wang Shuai put the dishwasher on the cooking table In the corner, he turned a deaf ear to Shao Guanchao's objection, "Don't say that you can't use it, and you will thank me when it comes in handy."

Now the dishwasher is really used, but the person is still not him, Shao Guanchao.Recalling Wang Shuai's phrase "Only by division of labor and coordination can we live in harmony", Shao Guanchao coughed lightly and suggested, "Well, why don't I wash the dishes from now on?"

Ji Rong gently pushed the man out of the kitchen, and put a plate of fruit that had just been cut into his hand: "You have divided the house with me, if I don't show positive behavior in all aspects, then my conscience will be ashamed." I can't go any further."

Probably out of deep thoughts, after Shao Guanchao sat down beside the game controller, he raised his eyes and saw the white paper sandwiched between a pile of video discs, most of which were covered by the discs, revealing two pieces of "Tattoo" faintly. large characters.

This is the first draft fragment of "Tattoo", which was attached when Mu Guanlan emailed him for the first time.He Zengchao printed ten copies in one go, and put them in every corner of the studio and Shao Guanchao's home, so that Shao Guanchao could take them whenever he wanted to.

When he first got it, Shao Guanchao was equally excited. He read the script three times in one night, and wrote a short biography carefully. When he still had work the next day, he even stayed up sleepy and stayed up late to watch two movies. Mu Guanlan's award-winning work.

However, this enthusiasm gradually dissipated as the characters figured out more deeply.A week after sending the script, Shao Guanchao found that he couldn't interpret Ah Heng's affectionate and contradictory psychology after falling in love with Xiaoqian.He has tried watching all kinds of love movies, trying to figure out the details of the male lead's eyes and movements, and he has also heard Wang Shuai's bad idea of ​​trying to read a night of romance novels to find his "boyish heart". There is little effect, and once it comes to practice, the brain will always go blank.

He Zengchao was also puzzled: "Why don't you join the drama?" Thinking about it, this is not a comprehensive statement. In the part of the drama that does not involve love, he Shao Guanchao is Ah Heng Benheng. It is exactly the contradictory young man who yearns for the city and indulges in the stability of the small town, and there is no place that makes people feel like a play.

Shao Guanchao stood up, went to the CD rack and took out the script.

The corners of the A4 paper have been curled up due to repeated reading. The folded creases and the marks made by a large section of water-based pen make people think of the seriousness of the script owner at a glance.Shao Guanchao spread the script on the coffee table, moved the lazy sofa to the side of the coffee table, and calmly opened the script of "Tattoo" for the Nth time...

After washing the dishes, Ji Rong cleaned up the kitchen again, and found that Shao Guanchao, who was supposed to be playing games, hadn't made any noise. He walked out of the kitchen with two cups of hot water, and looked into the living room curiously: "Aren't you playing games?"

The only answer to him was the sound of paper flipping.Shao Guanchao has already devoted himself to the script.

Xiaoqian: What word did you tattoo on me?Also strange good-looking.

△Xiaoqian lowered her head and stroked her breasts, Ah Heng turned around and pretended to pack up tools, and looked obsessively at Xiaoqian from the mirror.

Ah Heng: No, there is no special meaning, just a personal name.

Xiaoqian: Whose name is it?Is this yours?

Shao Guanchao read this passage of dialogue over and over again. This episode happened after Xiaoqian asked Ah Heng to tattoo her chest.Ah Heng, who saw the girl's beautiful body for the first time, seemed to have opened a door to a new world, but the situation behind the door and the prejudice of the known world made him hesitate at the door, so Ah Heng is talking about this passage When speaking, there is a little hesitation in the shyness.

Shao Guanchao, who had a perfect score in theory, was sure that there was nothing wrong with his understanding, so he took a breath to stabilize his mind, and tried to put himself into Ah Heng's emotions.He closed his eyes and gave himself a few minutes of psychological hints. No matter how he paralyzed himself, his brain was always blank, and there was no immersive experience at all.

"Fuck." Shao Guanchao couldn't help but swear, pushed the script in frustration, put his hands behind his head and fell on the sofa, looking up at the big chandelier on the ceiling.

"What's the matter?" Ji Rong, who had almost never seen Shao Guanchao showing such an expression, turned his eyes and asked him quickly.

The slightly long bangs had already covered the eyelashes, Shao Guanchao blew upwards, the bangs floated up with the rising air, and soon fell back to the eyelashes, scratching the eyelids itchyly.He leaned his head sideways on his left hand, and pointed to the script on the coffee table with his right hand: "The dying struggle before unemployment."

What happened?Ji Rong put the water glass aside, leaned over and took the script on the tea table, when his eyes touched the name on the title page of the script, he showed a surprised expression, and then became weird again: "Mr. script?"

"Yeah," Shao Guanchao felt a little ashamed when he recalled the ambition when he received the script and the disheartened face on the day of the audition, "I have already failed once, and Director Mu told me to give me half a year to try again at that time." mirror."

Ji Rong raised the script in Yang's hand: "Can I take a look at it?"

When Mu Guanlan sent the script, he didn't ask to keep it secret. Judging from the plot alone, these few pages of the script didn't play an important role in the whole film. Shao Guanchao nodded and made a casual gesture: "You Let's see."

With Shao Guanchao's approval, Ji Rong turned the script back to the main text. He sat next to Shao Guanchao and read the script carefully.

The sofa beside him was sunken, which made Shao Guanchao feel that he was involuntarily sliding towards the sunken side. He stiffened his back and tried hard to maintain the current posture, keeping a close distance from Ji Rong's breath.

Ji Rong read it very slowly, and even read one page several times over and over, which was even worse than Shao Guanchao's serious attitude.After a long time, he put down the script, looked at Shao Guanchao seriously, and said to him in a serious tone: "Xiao Shui, you want to see love."

Shao Guanchao was stunned—he had never told Ji Rong what Mu Guanlan said to him, but today he heard similar remarks from him again at home.

He turned his head away, turned himself over and continued to make pancakes, and a muffled voice came from the other side: "If I were the one who saw it, then you wouldn't see me in this program group."

The place where the two reunited is really weird, but the reasons for their participation in the show are well concealed.One used the banner of having nothing to do on vacation to pick up variety shows, and the other pretended to be short of money.

But in the end, it was discovered that the ghost believed that what the two of them said was the truth.

The author has something to say:

I’m going home late tonight, my pot_(:з」∠)_ In addition, this Friday is already full, and the next day will not be updated. It depends on when the manuscripts of our country’s speeches and radio stations are finished... Speaking of today , an older young man on my WeChat suddenly said to me: "I heard that you are still engaged in creation besides being a teacher? I also like to write poems by myself on weekdays." I was so scared that I quickly covered my vest .