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Unlike 3D or IMAX venues that are very large, small 2D venues are often open to large companies to provide convenience for employee benefits. Zhang Jiale booked a private venue for tomorrow afternoon, and then began to harass everyone he knew to go with them, anyway, they are all booked If you don't go to the venue, you won't go for nothing. The money has been spent, and it's a heartache to spend it.

Huang Shaotian replied that he was going to make a film, and the weekly drama could not be stopped. He won the best actor but he had to make a serious film. Then he stated a hundred reasons why he couldn't come. The reasons were so strong that Zhang Jiale couldn't refute them at all, and then Huang Shaotian took the opportunity to dismiss it. He had the idea of ​​grabbing Fang Rui to watch. There are fights and going into the water these few days. Fang Rui has to follow the crew the whole time. The official reason is convincing. Although Fang Rui is actually following Lin Jingyan to meet his parents, he is not there at all. crew.

Yu Wenzhou said that he was busy with the next season's design project and didn't have time, and Wu Yuce naturally didn't have time. Li Xuan replied that the studio was too busy, and invited Zhang Jiale to help sort out the materials. Zhang Jiale was so scared that he hung up the phone in a second. Xuan's ability to create chaos is second to none, one person can defeat tens of thousands of people.

Zhang Jiale finally couldn't bear it anymore and dialed Lou Guanning's phone number. Lou Guanning was silent for a while, and finally said, "Lele, I'm having dinner with my eldest grandson now."

"Okay, goodbye." Zhang Jiale calmly hung up the phone.

Zhang Jiale put on sunglasses and a mask, looked at the mirror on the car for a long time, felt uneasy, pulled a hat from the back seat and put it on, double checked that he was armed like a dumpling, and threw it into the frying pan After Li Zhan couldn't even recognize him, he finally walked down.

There are always many people in the movie theater on Saturday afternoon, Zhang Jiale is almost to death from the heat, but he still stubbornly refuses to take off his equipment, and when he walks to the ticket gate, his whole body is almost soaked.

There was no one in the private screening room. When Zhang Jiale walked in, he first sat in the first row. When he looked up, he felt that the characters in the trailer were too close to each other, which was very disturbing. Then he ran all the way to the last row to sit down.

After taking off his full armor and finally breathing fresh air, Zhang Jiale breathed a sigh of relief, then crossed his legs and looked at the audience. He was the only one in the dimly lit auditorium. The pleasure of the rich.

The movie started showing soon, Zhang Jiale thought about it, moved forward from the last row, watched it for 2 minutes, and finally returned to the first row.

Sun Zheping's back appeared at the end of the winding stone road in the small town, with unknown flowers blooming on both sides, the camera moved forward, Sun Zheping was standing on the wet blue stone steps just after rain, wearing a slightly old white shirt , staring blankly at the camera.Zhang Jiale was in a trance for a moment. He felt that he had dreamed of this scene yesterday. Sun Zheping looked at him like this, very gentle, but seemed to have something on his mind.

All of Zhang Jiale's first impressions of Sun Zheping came from "Chang'an Chang'an". Lu Wantang's fight scene was the most agile young man Zhang Jiale had ever seen. After that, all of Sun Zheping's movies were inseparable from the theme of fighting. As far as movies are concerned, Sun Zheping is invited to act, so even if there is no fighting scene, there is still a fighting scene, but "Vagrant" does not have any fighting scenes from the beginning to the end. A wandering painter who has been unknown all his life, constantly chasing, abandoning and imagining constantly, a little painter who lives in reality but always fantasizes about another world. Although he is ordinary, he is extremely pure in art.

The screen is focused on Sun Zheping's back. He is standing in the spring rain, and the rain has soaked his white shirt. His expression is ignorant, even a little cute. He stares blankly at everything in front of him. The camera follows his gaze all the way up, and the sun changes. into a tiny spot of light.

End.

When the lights came on, Zhang Jiale let out a long breath, staring blankly at the subtitles gradually disappearing on the big screen, not knowing what to say.He thought he knew Sun Zheping very well, knew what this person liked to eat and what he hated to do, they met each other honestly and entangled physically, but he didn't know that Sun Zheping could also play such a role, in Zhang Jiale's perception, such a The character Sun Zheping won't touch it at all, it's like a suicide attack.

Yet he did.

Zhang Jiale's eye sockets were a little hot, rubbed his eyes and stood up, suddenly felt a shadow in front of him.

"Does it look good?" Sun Zheping looked down at him, "So handsome, isn't he? Speechless?"

Zhang Jiale slowly raised his head: "..."

Sun Zheping was even fairer than when he left. He used to have a little stubble and looked very manly, but now he is very clean-shaven. Zhang Jiale pinched himself. He thought he had time-traveled. Sun Zheping was wearing Standing in front of him in a white shirt with his hands in his pockets, he looked like a college student who had just turned 20.

If we agreed to break up, will we make people haggard for Yixiao?

"Brother, who are you?" Zhang Jiale left without saying a word.

As soon as Zhang Jiale reached the corner and wanted to go out the door, Zhang Jiale felt a pain in his arm, and was dragged back from the door by Sun Zheping.

"You..." Zhang Jiale felt angry. He was so angry that he was about to explode like a balloon, but he was so angry that he couldn't organize his words at all. Zhang Jiale thought to himself, I really wish Huang Shaotian could get up and start writing words first. Attack, or you will be suffocated to death sooner or later.

"I was wrong." Sun Zheping put his arms around him, "I'm sorry, Zhang Jiale, I was wrong."

Zhang Jiale's breath stuck in his throat, and he coughed desperately.

Originally, he had prepared countless things to say, but was suppressed by Sun Zheping's "I'm sorry".

Zhang Jiale opened his mouth slightly, and he concocted countless lines in a moment, such as "You are right! I was wrong!", or "Where did you go wrong!", or "How could you be wrong? You are always right .”

Zhang Jiale was going crazy, he refused to organize his words, raised his hand and punched Sun Zheping in the face.

Sun Zheping had practiced Taekwondo, and Zhang Jiale had learned all the little fighting skills from Sun Zheping, but now that the apprentice hits the master, he hits a punch with one punch, and when Zhang Jiale retracts his fist, his whole hand is numb.

Sun Zheping was staggered by the beating, and took two steps back. He raised his hand and rubbed the corner of his mouth, then gave Zhang Jiale a thumbs-up: "That's right, I will feel relieved when I go out and beat people like this in the future."

"Are you okay?" Zhang Jiale knew that Sun Zheping was letting him in, so how could he not be able to hide, "Hmm..."

"It's okay..." Sun Zheping nodded, then walked up to Zhang Jiale, with a smile on his face, and threw Zhang Jiale to the ground with an over-the-shoulder fall.

Zhang Jiale was lying on the ground grinning in pain: "..."

The two rolled around and wrestled together in the open space in front of the projection hall. The floor was covered with thick carpets, and no matter how they rolled around, they would not hit their heads. This provided a hearty fight for the two of them. Good site environment.It wasn't until someone knocked on the door to come in and clean up that the fight stopped under the request of both sides to cease fire.

"No cleaning." Sun Zheping shouted loudly, "Don't come in."

Zhang Jiale lay on the ground and kicked Sun Zheping hard.

"Stop kicking," Sun Zheping also lay down, "It hurts."

"Get out!" Zhang Jiale pushed him angrily, but found that he couldn't push, so he had to turn his head to the other side.

"Zhang Jiale, I love you." Sun Zheping turned sideways.

Zhang Jiale tilted his head and did not speak.

"Isbreáliomtú." Persevering, Sun Zheping stood up and stepped across from Zhang Jiale.

"What the hell." Zhang Jiale frowned.

"I love you." Sun Zheping smiled, with a bit of a naughty taste on the corner of his mouth, "Zhang Jiale, is wandering good?"

"It's not good." Zhang Jiale clapped his hands and sat up, "I finished watching it, and I feel sorry for my movie ticket, the movie theater, the director team, and..."

Still haven't figured out how to make it up, Zhang Jiale raised his head slightly, just as Sun Zheping lowered his head, the two of them touched their lips, Zhang Jiale shrank back and wanted to escape, but Sun Zheping stretched out his arm to stop him, deepening the kiss.

Lips parted, Zhang Jiale let out a long breath, looked up at Sun Zheping, and suddenly lost his temper.

"I love you too." Zhang Jiale said suddenly.