There is light in the deep sea

This was really the most embarrassing hug Xie Wu had ever encountered. His hands were on his shoulders, but he didn't know where to put them.This child is about the same height as him, even a little taller, so it's quite a burden to hang on him like this.Of course, it is mainly a psychological burden.

He inevitably thought of three years ago.It's more embarrassing, and only that time can compete with the present.

"Xiao Jiang, that..." he said after deliberating, raised his right hand, and patted Jiang Xichen's shoulder hesitantly, "Are you in a better mood? Do you want to drink some water? You have to change your makeup for the next show ..."

"Little uncle, don't talk." Jiang Xichen whispered in his ear, without any intention of letting go of him, and even found a more comfortable angle to nest in his neck.

Xie Wu: "... Then, for a while?"

Jiang Xichen replied obediently: "Well, just for a while."

The little milk dog is not easy to deal with!Xie Wu held a breath in his stomach, wanted to sigh but was afraid of being felt by Jiang Xichen, so he had to hold it in first.With such a clingy and handsome young man in his arms, the warm breath of the young man's breath falls on his neck, and the two of them are not in a relationship that can be reasonably hugged, it is really uncomfortable.

After 2 minutes, Jiang Xichen let him go.

The skin is too fair, and the traces of crying just now are obvious, especially the red nose makes people feel distressed.But apart from this trace of crying, he didn't show any other strange emotions.This hug, which made Xie Wu feel so embarrassed, seemed not worth mentioning to him.He even quickly sorted out the emotions brought about by being too deep in the drama, and smiled with clean and innocent eyes.

"Uncle, were you nervous just now?"

Xie Wuxu caught his gaze, and secretly threw an indescribable hehe at him. On the surface, relying on his proficient acting skills to put on a nonchalant demeanor, he raised his hand to straighten the collar wrinkled by Jiang Xichen, and said, "You It's quite scary when people are energetic, with such rich emotions, acting is dangerous!"

"Well, I understand." Jiang Xichen said while wiping his tears, "But when I went to the film school to learn acting, the teacher told me that acting requires the soul of the character, and you have to learn the experience style. Myself I also like Stanislavsky very much, although it sounds vulgar, but "The Actor's Self-cultivation" and "My Artistic Life" are indeed works that have been regarded as bibles since I acted."

Xie Wu turned around and took a bottle of water from the cardboard box next to the dressing table, handed it to Jiang Xichen, then pulled a stool and sat down.

"It's not bad, so am I. Stanislavsky has inspired each of us, but outsiders talk about it too much, and talk too much, and then it seems vulgar. But he and his influence are the most important thing in our group. The most basic daily existence, if you don’t have anything to turn over two pages of "Actor’s Self-Cultivation", isn’t it just like a chef holding a spoon every day?"

Like a student being taught, Jiang Xichen nodded sincerely, staring at Xie Wu seriously.

There is obviously nothing wrong with this appearance. After filming for so long, I have seen Xie Wu a lot, but I just can't believe it.

They all said to "believe" in the performance. In fact, when they were performing, Xie Wu really believed in the character Jiang Xichen created, but it was Jiang Xichen who took off the mask of the character. He couldn't believe it.Compared with the play, "Jiang Xichen" is more like the character that the child in front of him is playing, and the acting is quite hard.

Of course, he doesn't know what's behind this performance, and he doesn't have the qualifications to explore it.I just thought about it in secret and thought it was a bit interesting, and then I looked at this seemingly seamless and obedient face of the three-good student, and I felt that there was more content.

The two chatted for a while about the performance concept, and Jingjing finally came back from nowhere.He looked at his watch as soon as he entered the door, yelled anxiously that it was too late, and was not even interested in flirting with Xie Wu, so he spread out a row of makeup tools and greeted Jiang Xichen.

"Xiaochen, sit down quickly, I'll fix your complexion!"

Jiang Xichen sat in front of the mirror, and looked at Xie Wu from the mirror, his eyes met, Xie Wu smiled, and he smiled too.This is different from the first meeting in the same place that day.

Jingjing approached with a big brush, and suddenly frowned: "Why did you cry? Didn't you cry in the camera?"

"Oh." Jiang Xichen glanced at Xie Wu with bright eyes, and said with a smile, "I was bullied by my little uncle just now!"

Jingjing turned her head to look at Xie Wu, and asked with her eyes what the phrase "bullying" meant.

Xie Wu shrugged, twitched his lips, stood up, and said in a very low tone: "I'm also going to prepare for my next show. After this shoot is over, I can lie down and wrap it up. Don't miss me too much—" "

After finishing speaking, he sang "Dingjun Mountain" with great interest, and walked out: "When the order was tied up, the hero couldn't help laughing, a certain person rode me alone and kicked Tang Ying, only to kill many people." Erlang cried bitterly and sadly..."

When Jiang Xichen was learning singing and acting, he learned opera tunes by the way, and listened to a lot. He realized that Xie Wu's singing style was learned from Qiu Shengrong, so he pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a while.Hearing the person walk away, he chatted with Jingjing: "Brother Xie is so pretty, and the old man Yang Yanhui in the play just now also sang well. Are all our domestic drama actors so good?"

Jing Jing carefully put the powder on him, not daring to breathe, she only moved her lips lightly, and said, "I don't know, but Brother Xie has won many drama awards, among the best actors, he is also considered great. "

"Oh." Jiang Xichen was thoughtful, and also hummed the tune of Xie Wu's "Dingjun Mountain", but he couldn't open his mouth or use his voice loudly, so he gave up because he couldn't hum it.

After being quiet for a while, he asked again: "Hey, Jingjing, can you watch me act in a play?"

"Ah?" Jing Jing paused the movements of his hands, subconsciously looked at him, and saw that these always sincere and well-behaved eyes seemed to have fallen stones in the lake water, with ripples and light, a person with love in his heart The look when a new passion breaks out.

Jingjing thought of Xie Wu sensitively, and had some subtle intuitions in his heart. He said "um", and replied: "Yes, if Xiaochen plays a play, I will watch every play."

Three days later, the filming of Xie Wu's scenes was basically finished, and he became the first main character in the play to wrap up.

On the day he left the group, Duan Rong, his creditor and the main investor of the show, personally drove a flamboyant Cadillac to pick him up, and brought more than 30 pieces of German dark beer to reward the crew.Thanks to him, the production crew stopped working for half a day. Dozens of people drank from the afternoon to the sunset, and the financial losses caused by the stoppage were also charged to him. Enjoy!

In the evening, Xiao Fang returned Xie Wu to the hotel, packed his things, and threw the luggage he brought when he came, and the small gifts from the group, visiting media, and fans later on Duan Rong's Cadillac.Duan Rong was very disgusted by the trivial scene, especially flipping through the gadgets given by the fans, the patron shook his head.

"Hey, look at it, your fans will send you some love letters and dried flowers - what is this? Pork knuckle? You made it yourself? Love, my mother..." He patted Chest, raised her orchid finger like Jingjing and escaped from her trunk, while dragging Xie Wu into the passenger seat, chattering endlessly.

"Do you know what farewell gift Jiang Xichen's Korean fans gave him when he just returned to China? A Lamborghini! It was three times more expensive than my car! How old was he at that time? 23 years old! Look at you... "

"He's here." Xie Wu interrupted him, opened the door and got out of the car.

Jiang Xichen really ran over from a distance.

The weather has not been so cold recently, he was wearing the thick coat in the play, he ran from somewhere, and his forehead was a little sweaty.As soon as the person came over, Duan Rong in the car climbed over and poked his head out, and greeted the walking traffic tower and money tree enthusiastically.

"Little Jiang!"

Jiang Xichen tilted his head and responded: "President Duan." Pointing to Xie Wu, he said, "I'm saying goodbye to Brother Xie. He has taught me a lot during this time. I have something I want to talk to him alone. Can I take a while?"

"Borrow, borrow, don't give money!" Duan Rong waved his hand.

Xie Wu silently walked to the side of the road with Jiang Xichen, for a few steps, neither of them spoke.

After stopping, Xie Wu looked at Jiang Xichen, but still had no intention of speaking first.He is usually used to fooling around, with an expression of ready to joke on his face at any time, the appearance of waiting for someone to speak quietly is a bit serious because it is rare.

Jiang Xichen put his hands in his coat pockets, and after a few seconds of "uh" stuck, he finally looked directly into Xie Wu's eyes: "Brother Xie, I have an unfeeling request. I have been thinking about it for several days. Say it." I'm afraid you'll laugh at me, and I'm afraid of wasting time if I don't say anything, now that you're leaving, I think it's better to say it."

Xie Wu's face was sullen and calm, but he was really bluffed by these words in his heart. He analyzed every word in a blink of an eye. He probably thought that the child would not confess his love, so he raised his chin in a bluff: "Tell me, what little uncle can help you, little uncle will do his best!"

Jiang Xichen took out the hands in his pockets, held them together, and looked at him: "I want to go to Lanhua Theater to study for a while, three months, half a year, one year, I can arrange it. But your theater is notoriously difficult to get into. I'm afraid I won't succeed...Brother Xie, can you help me walk through the back door?"

Xie Wu: "..."

What does it mean?The drunken man's intention?Conspiracy?Curve to save the country?

After many years in the world, Xie Wu can still feel whether a person is interested in him or not.It's hard to say how much Jiang Xichen thinks about him, but it's definitely not simple.He could conclude almost immediately that if he really helped this unknown species in the skin of a milk dog enter the Lanhua Theater, it would be a trouble for himself.

"Brother Xie? Can't you?" Jiang Xichen's smile was a bit forced, he blinked his eyelashes, and his eyes immediately showed a bit of pity, "Little uncle, is this really embarrassing? Or... just pretend I didn't say it Well, I'll take the exam myself and prepare well, I should be able to get in, right?"

Pooh.Watch out for the dog!I have said all the things I asked for help, and I still talk about whether I will take the exam or not.

Xie Wu had no choice but to see an unknown path of mist paved in front of him. Once again he failed to hold back his low nature, relaxed his attitude, and nodded: "Okay, let me tell you, find a time when you return to Beijing Come and try it."

Jiang Xichen's eyes lit up, he clenched his hands, and bowed: "Thank you, little uncle! Then we'll see you in Beijing!"

Xie Wu only felt a headache, and was very sure that this promise would dig a big hole for himself.