delicacies

The problem of insomnia did not get better before joining the crew.

On the plane at ten o'clock in the morning, when Bian Wennan sat on the dining table and ate his breakfast gracefully, the psychiatrist who ran over early in the morning was carefully checking his luggage to prevent him from sticking to it, squatting there for a long time.

Bian Wennan watched as she found two bottles of sleeping pills in the trailer.

"Mr. Pumpkin, remember what I told you," Dr. Tang shook the medicine bottle in his hand, "You can't rely too much on medicines. Medicines are three-point poisonous, and every medicine has its side effects."

"I know you are afraid that insomnia will affect your role performance. First use the psychotherapy I told you, take a bath and drink a cup of hot milk before going to bed, and then feel comfortable, without thinking about anything, and take three deep breaths."

Tang Anning spread her hands flat and pressed down lightly, demonstrating a deep breathing.

He fixed his eyes and saw that the patient didn't even raise his head, and concentrated on eating a mouthful of toast brushed with cheese.

Tang Anning knew that she had taken the two bottles, and Mr. Bian had plenty of money to buy another two hundred bottles, so she raised her brows, "If you don't obey, I'll call Director Bian to persuade you."

Bian Wennan: "..." What's the matter with the feeling that a brat is going to call his mother if he doesn't obey?

Tang Anning poured almost all the medicines in one bottle of sleeping pills into another bottle, leaving only three or four pills, and then put the medicine bottle containing three or four sleeping pills back to its original position in the suitcase.

"I'll leave this to you. If you feel something is wrong, call me immediately." Tang Anning squeezed her hands, and she really wanted to follow. Bian Wennan didn't feel this way when she was out filming before. She blamed Li Chenghui for everything.

If it wasn't for him, how would Pumpkin become what it is now?

Tang Anning thought back to the day when she saw Bian Wennan for the first time... She cast her eyes on the man at the dining table, the sunlight from the window coated him with a layer of gold, and time settled down on him, but It also leaves a flaw in the person that can never be healed.

It is like a perfect jade porcelain, but there are indelible cracks hidden on the porcelain body.

A sneeze!

Li Chenghui sneezed softly.

He cleared his throat, opened a closet full of rooms, and looked at the clothes inside, lost in thought.

The assistant next to him resisted his air-conditioning and reminded him: "Brother, we are going to City A, and it should be below zero by now." His eyes wandered around in these clothes, implying that they are too thin I can't wear it.

Li Chenghui frowned, and the assistant swore that he saw the real annoyance on his cold face.

He cautiously reminded him again: "Brother Li, if necessary, you can call the stylist, and if you decide not to take a special plane, you have to hurry up if you want to take a flight with the crew..." You are wasting too much time... ...The latter sentence rolled down the assistant's throat, and he swallowed it again. To be honest, this was the first time he found out that Li Ge paid so much attention to his appearance.

Li Chenghui glanced at him, pondered for a while, and silently took out his mobile phone.

Bian Wennan plugged in his earphones. He had previously downloaded the Word of the script to the iPad he usually uses, and was going to replay his scenes on the plane.

He looked out the window, the plane hadn't taken off yet.

The cabin is almost full of people, all of them are crew members. Some of them left yesterday. Bian Wennan raised his head and took a look. The side next to him was still empty, so he plugged his earphones. Bian Wennan His eyes returned to the script.

He slid the page down and stopped at one place.

Then start to be in a daze.

The scene that Bian Wennan is watching now is the most emotional part of the whole movie, and it is also the part that he is most unable to start with.

He frowned, tapped his index finger twice on the screen, and suddenly noticed that the side was dark, someone sat down, Bian Wennan raised his head subconsciously, and finally saw the profile of another protagonist in the script.

Looking from the side, the curvature of the bridge of the nose of the man is particularly beautiful. There are sunglasses on it, covering most of his face, and he cannot see his expression clearly. He is wearing a black sweater with a high collar from the collar to his chin today. It was very warm inside, he reached out and took off his coat, put it on his knees, and then took off his sunglasses, revealing that extremely cold face.

Bian Wennan saw that he seemed to be coming, thought of the script he was reading, moved his hands in panic, and then looked down to find that the iPad in his hand had been turned off directly by him.

Bian Wennan: "..."

Li Chenghui: "?"

The atmosphere between the two was a bit weird, and Director Zhao who was sitting in front of them turned around to talk to them.

"Let's shoot other things first, and take advantage of the time ahead, so we can start cultivating our relationship. This should be the first time you have collaborated on a movie of this kind, right? Don't act dryly because it's too embarrassing, that's right, that's what you are doing now. , the two young people are about the same age, there is no generation gap, they should be able to chat well... Unlike Xiaotian and I, there is a difference of nearly six years, and there is a generation gap of three years old..." Before Director Zhao finished talking, he was called Writer Sun next to him pulled back.

"Let them run in on their own. Wouldn't it be more embarrassing for you to get involved?"

……

Director Zhao and screenwriter Sun are old partners who have been making movies together since 00, and each has no companions. Although their relationship has not been made public, everyone in the circle knows it well.

Bian Wennan naturally knew that he had seen them together a few times during the filming of "A Difficult Road Ahead".

One writes the script, one shoots the script, one writes the story, and one turns the story into a film.

After a long and long time, a very enviable couple.

Bian Wennan didn't turn his head to look at the man, but turned his face to the other side.

The plane did not know when it had taken off.

The small porthole shows a very beautiful scenery, and the light penetrates through the clouds, making people who see it seem to be swimming in a sea of ​​clouds, and their mood seems to be relaxed like never before.

But Bian Wennan knew that his heart was still shrinking nervously, as if it had been kneaded by something and pulled into a ball.

In the gap between the sound of music in his ears, Bian Wennan didn't hear any movement of the person sitting next to him, and seemed to be asleep quietly.

As his heartbeat gradually calmed down, he exhaled slowly.

The drowsiness of these days suddenly came together, Bian Wennan's fists clenched with both hands gradually loosened, and in a trance, he seemed to smell a very faint smell, a bit like sunshine, but not that kind The smell on the quilt after being exposed to the sun.

It is more like the temperature of the first ray of light shining on the forehead from a dark indoor to a sunny outdoor.

It is the taste that has always been lingering in that memory.

He once bound himself tightly like a thread, every trace of skin and every part was tightly entangled, he was about to be unable to breathe, he opened his mouth to take a breath, and the wet corners of his eyes slipped smoothly .

It was wiped away very lightly by a trembling hand.

"... Thank you for your hard work. I usually teach him more. Cheng Hui has been abroad for a long time. There are many things that the teacher can't teach. It's up to you to take him."

Bian Wennan went out from the head teacher's office, and just walked to the door of the classroom, he took a look at the seat, and it turned out to be empty.

His calm heart was a little irritated. To be honest, Bian Wennan didn't want to care about this maverick deskmate in the class, but almost everyone seemed to think that he was the only rein holding this proud black horse.

Just as Bian Wennan walked to his seat, before he could sit down, someone grabbed his arm.

"Squad leader," the math class representative in the class was holding a stack of homework books in his hand, with a anxious expression on his face, "Ms. Zhang said that all homework should be collected and handed in before noon, and the only one missing is your deskmate, but I'm looking for Nowhere is he!"

Bian Wennan glanced at the pile of books on the man's desk, among which were mixed with test papers and the like.

One word, chaos.

With difficulty, he moved his eyes away from the pile of books, and said to the girl, "Look there for Li Chenghui's homework first, and I'll go find him."

"Okay!" The math class representative breathed a sigh of relief, put a large stack of homework books on the desk, and began to rummage through them.

Bian Wennan walked into the corridor, stopped at the stairs, touched his stomach, and realized that he hadn't eaten his lunch yet, so he endured hunger and resigned himself to climbing the stairs step by step.

A layer of gloomy black ash has accumulated in my heart, and the only thought now is to find that kid and beat him up, and then go back to eat the biscuits I bought.

After pushing open the door, Bian Wennan's eyes lit up. The wind on the roof was very strong and the sun was abundant.

After walking a certain distance, I found him on the sunniest platform. The man was lying on it basking in the sun. His long arms and legs were completely stretched out to occupy a large space, instead of the aggrieved shrunken like he usually sees. in the seat.

Bian Wennan, who walked to the platform, found a problem. The platform was made of cement, which was full of dust to the naked eye, and the height was so embarrassing that he had no way to start, let alone climb up covered in dust.

He glanced at the person who was almost close at hand, with a school uniform jacket under his body and one arm covering his face, as if he was sleeping soundly.Bian Wennan took a deep breath and called his name.

"Li Chenghui."

"Li Chenghui!"

"..."

……

The man remained motionless amidst the calls, sleeping like a dead pig.

Bian Wennan was speechless for a long while, during which his stomach protested to him several times. He distractedly glanced at the watch on his wrist, and struggled for two seconds. He closed his eyes and supported the concrete platform with his hands and feet in unison. Use the land to climb up.

As he expected, he was covered in ashes all over his body. Bian Wennan patted the ashes on his body anxiously, and suddenly heard a laugh. He slapped the ashes' hands, thinking it was his own illusion.

He raised his head slightly, and saw that the lying person's hands covering his eyes had been lowered at some point, and he was sitting up and staring at him intently, as if he had seen some rare animal performance, his obsidian-like eyes were shining brightly, His normally cold face seemed to melt at this moment.

Although the smile was fleeting, the traces of the smile remained on the corners of the eyes and brows, showing more and more that this person was too handsome compared to ordinary people.

Bian Wennan: "..."

"Go back and hand in your homework." Bian Wennan's usually gentle and talkative face turned cold, "Also, you can't miss the noon nap in the future, and the student union will come to check."

Li Chenghui felt a little bit annoyed when he saw his stinky face, his fair and handsome face was flushed a little bit, he didn't take his words to heart at all, on the contrary, he felt a little warm in his heart for no reason, and he was there for a while. Sitting and watching people ponder, without moving.

Li Chenghui saw his deskmate turned around and squatted down, holding the edge of the concrete platform with his hands and preparing to go down. Unfortunately, going down was obviously more difficult than going up. Bian Wennan carefully stretched out one leg to find the correct posture for going down. Li Chenghui was behind It was very hard to hold back the laughter.

Bian Wennan seemed to have heard something, and turned around to catch him.

This time his entire face flushed silently, realizing his posture, he retracted his legs, and walked towards the person again.

Li Chenghui was very courageous, he didn't think that this gentlemanly squad leader could do anything to him, but he was hit on the head by the man's fist, and there was a "boom!"

Young Master Li, who had never been beaten like this before, was dumbfounded.

With a fever in his head, he grabbed the arm of the man who was leaving after beating him, and he used too much force without checking for a moment, causing him to stagger.

Li Chenghui looked at the man who stood still in the sun, squinted at him a little impatiently, couldn't say anything, and finally rubbed the wounded top of his head with his other free hand, and spit out a sentence : "Is that the case if you hit someone?"

Bian Wennan took a deep breath, and held back from giving him another stir-fried chestnut, with the words on his face: Then what else do you want?

After deliberation, Li Chenghui choked out a sentence: "At least copy my homework for two weeks."

Bian Wennan: ...

He was at a loss for words for a moment, he really didn't know whether to call this person a scoundrel or a worthless one.

The author has something to say:

Bian Juvenile: That's all he has to offer.

There should be two lines, one is their present, and the other is before they met and fell in love.