The Last Shot [Entertainment]

11 years ago, Tian Jing met Sheng Zhaoliang for the first time during the sweltering and noisy school season.Like all fat people, Tian Jing doesn't like summer, and he hates that summer is coming to an end, and there will be a hot autumn tiger.

Wearing a Simpsons T-shirt with a soaked collar, he stood in line at the edge of the basketball court for his school uniform.

Someone was playing on the basketball court next door. There was no scoreboard set up, so it shouldn't be an official game, but there were many people watching, most of them girls.

Soon Tian Jing discovered what everyone was really looking at.

In this casual and scattered game without scoring, the only attractive thing was the boy with amazing jumping ability, who was able to jump into Tian Jing's sight again and again even when he jumped over the crowded crowd of onlookers.

Apart from food, Tian Jing likes movies the most. After watching a lot, he often has conditioned reflexes in his mind, and loves to convert the simple scene in front of him into the language of the lens.

So the jumping boy in the basketball shirt cut countless scenes in Tian Jing's mind: close-up, follow-up, promotion, Tian Jing licked his lips contentedly, and didn't realize that his brain was too much, so he took the school uniform So I went to find Fan Fan.

He and Fan Fan have been neighbors since childhood, childhood sweethearts.When he was a child, Fan Fan pouted and wanted to play Snow White with him, but he hid and said that Snow White was obviously in a coma, Fan Fan slapped him on the face, and taught him that cheating corpses is not acceptable!

After entering adolescence, Tian Jing's weight soared like a rocket, and Fan Fan stopped pouting with him, but often asked Tian Jing to make her desserts and lunches, and used them to chase boys.

Tian Jing finds Fan Fan's class. Fan Fan is biting the packing bag and taking off the school uniform, gesticulating on his body, disgusted that the clothes are too fat.

"No, I have to take it home and let my mother change it for me."

Tian Jing put the bento on her desk: "Smelly."

Fan Fan made faces at him, and someone walked by with a teasing tone: "Fan Fan, is your boyfriend?"

Tian Jing was taken aback, and waved his hands to deny it, but Fan Fan yelled back like a cannonball: "Yes, you are still my grandson! If you are a man, you must have something to do with me?"

The other party was choked up by her: "Like a nympho, I've been looking at the window all afternoon, didn't I just look at this fat man!"

"You don't care who I look at, but you, do you know so clearly after staring at me all afternoon!"

"you you you you!"

"I'm warning you, Gao Bing, don't pick on me again, do you hear me?"

The other party was a yellow-haired boy, tall and thin, who looked like he was malnourished. At this time, Fan Fan was speechless and left angrily. Fan Fan was very proud, turned around and said to Tian Jing: " This guy has a problem here," he said, pointing to his head, "he always comes to recruit me, it's only been a few days since school started, he seems to have a grudge against me."

Tian Jing concentrated: "If you are bullied, you must tell me."

"Got it, Otada!"

"Oh, you really..."

The class bell rang, Tian Jing bid farewell to Fan Fan and went back to her classroom.After the military training, all the freshmen in high school were all tanned and unfamiliar with each other, causing the whole classroom to have a very cramped atmosphere, like a cabin where black slaves were held. At this time, the blindingly white man left Come in.

It was the boy playing basketball, wearing a loose basketball uniform, with a basketball tucked in under his arm. His tall figure was already eye-catching, and with his snow-white skin that was completely unsuitable for freshmen, Tian Jing heard slightly There was a commotion, and some girls said a few times in a row almost jealously.

The boy searched among the tables and chairs with his eyes, and finally his eyes stopped on the seat behind Tian Jing, and he walked over and sat down. His movements were very unpretentious, as if he disliked the fact that he could not put his legs under the table. The chairs made harsh scraping noises in the inexplicably quiet classroom, and he put down the basketball only after a large enough space was vacated, lay down on the table, stretched his legs and arms, and fell asleep.

Tian Jing shrugged his shoulders, and like many people in the classroom, he secretly turned his head to look at him.

It was a handsome boy with straight nose bridge and eyelashes. His expression was relaxed at this time, which was completely different from his domineering appearance on the basketball court just now. Tian Jing thought, it must be him who Fan Fan was looking at.

A rare breeze blew in from outside the window, and the slip of paper on the boy's desk was lifted, with the student number and name written on it.

200503024366|Sheng Zhaoliang

Tian Jing silently recited the name in his heart, and the person who should have fallen asleep suddenly opened his eyes, Tian Jing trembled all over, and turned back in a panic.

Later, Tian Jing thought that Sheng Zhaoliang's three white eyes were too fierce, and it was probably the first time he saw him that scared him. After that, he never dared to look at him, and developed a bad habit of sneaking eyes, and became Sheng Zhaoliang. The perverted voyeur in his eyes cannot be explained.

For a long time in the first year of high school, although Tian Jing and Sheng Zhaoliang sat at the front and back tables, they had almost no interaction except when passing homework. Tian Jing began to pay close attention to this person because he noticed that Sheng Zhaoliang would subscribe to "Movie Art".At that time, there were no smartphones, and a copy of "Contemporary Music World" could be circulated in classrooms into pieces of paper. Girls liked to read romance stories, while most boys read game magazines and horror novels. Almost no one would read "Movie Art". This kind of magazine is somewhat academic, and it is difficult to buy it at the local newsstands. Seeing rare colleagues, Tian Jing has been looking for opportunities to get closer to Sheng Zhaoliang. By the way, he borrowed two magazines he did not buy, but every When he met Tian Jing, he became flustered, and Sheng Zhaoliang would stare at him more often, and he dared not speak even more.

This led to the fact that the first time Sheng Zhaoliang spoke to him was the sentence: "Tian Jing, right, look up."

At that time, he was blocked by Sheng Zhaoliang at the school gate. The students coming and going around him buried his head, his double chin and his neck were pressed together. Sheng Zhaoliang stood in front of him much taller and arrogant, just like the scene of campus bullying.

Sheng Zhaoliang probably also felt this sense of déjà vu, worried that others would think he was bullying, so he slowed down his tone: "Hey, I just want to chat with you, don't you want to? I see that you have something to say recently. "

Tian Jing forced himself to raise his head, thinking that this is a good opportunity to talk, but he became more and more timid, and only dared to stare at the Eight Honors and Eight Disgraces bulletin board next to Sheng Zhaoliang, and stammered: "I, I just want to borrow a book from you. .”

"what?"

""The Art of Film", I also like it very much."

Sheng Zhaoliang was stunned for a while, and then patted Tian Jing on the shoulder. Tian Jing stood still, with only a crisp sound of "pa".Sheng Zhaoliang couldn't hold back and laughed.

This is the first time Tian Jing sees Sheng Zhaoliang smiling. This person has always been a loner in the class, with an expressionless face. Except for Gao Bing from the next class, he doesn’t interact much with others. There are already boys in the class who can’t understand him. The girl felt that he was highly similar to Rukawa Kaede. Sheng Zhaoliang had already triggered an undercurrent of war without doing anything. Therefore, in Tian Jing's view, the back table was the topic of conversation, and he was even more afraid to talk to him, but Sheng Zhaoliang With this smile, Tian Jing suddenly relaxed.

Because Sheng Zhaoliang's smile is the same as Fan Fan's, a bit teasing but not malicious.

"Isn't it just to borrow a book? I've been stared at by you for a week, and my back is hairy when I walk. Which issue do you want, I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

Tian Jing almost wanted to jump on the spot, not only because he borrowed the book, but also because of the vanity of being friends with the topic character.

But at that time, he didn't know that friends were mutual, and Sheng Zhaoliang never regarded him as a friend.

Many years later, when Tian Jing, who was sitting in the open-air restaurant, was approached by Sheng Zhaoliang with a completely different tone than before, he remembered the scene next to the Eight Honors and Eight Disgraces bulletin board.He hated himself for having sore eyes.

Tian Jing wiped his eyes with the back of his hand indiscriminately, put down the wine glass, and raised his head.

Sheng Zhaoliang looked down at him, half of his face was illuminated by the charming and ambiguous light, showing a feeling of both strangeness and familiarity, and because his face became more mature and his eyes were sharp, it made people feel scared.

But being afraid is useless, he has been afraid for many years, and today he thought it through while using a cone downstairs, this time he can no longer be afraid.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

No amount of drafts is useless, what he wants to say most is these four words.

However, Sheng Zhaoliang didn't feel the weight he was trying to hide in these four words at all, or even if Sheng Zhaoliang noticed it, he didn't bother to accept it.Sheng Zhaoliang smiled contemptuously, and touched the rim of Tian Jing's glass on the table with the wine glass in his hand. This was a perfunctory gesture very characteristic of Sheng Zhaoliang. Clinking glasses was not intentional but just lazy to refute etiquette.

"Is it enough?" Sheng Zhaoliang asked.

"what?"

"This is the greatest tolerance I can give you, Tian Jing, since you can bear it until today before meeting me, please bear with it, at least don't stare at me with those eyes for these two hours .”

Tian Jing couldn't speak, his throat seemed to be choked, when Sheng Zhaoliang wanted to turn around and leave, Tian Jing used all his strength to force himself to stand up, and grabbed Sheng Zhaoliang's arm.

"and many more!"

Sheng Zhaoliang turned his head and looked at him with extreme impatience.

"I, I came today to see you."

"I've seen it." Sheng Zhaoliang lightly shook off his hand.

Tian Jing retracted his hand and held it with the other hand in embarrassment. He knew that his gesture looked particularly weak and ridiculous, but in front of Sheng Zhaoliang, these could be ignored, because he would never be decent.

"I have something to ask of you. Yes, apart from being a classmate for seven years, I really have no other friendship with you, and I have never asked you for anything. This time, no matter what, please do me a favor. Except for you, I can't find anyone else to help me."

Sheng Zhaoliang turned his body completely around and faced Tian Jing. This time, he carefully looked up and down the classmate he hadn't seen in four years.Tian Jing seems to be a little thinner than when he was in school, but he is still very fat, his hairstyle has not changed, his short hair is a bit naturally curly and soft, and he is not wearing a T-shirt, but it is not much better. Wearing a baseball jersey, and most importantly, his demeanor is the same as it was four years ago, the kind of simple, harmless calmness that doesn't feel much guilt even if it hurts him.

In these few seconds, Sheng Zhaoliang lost interest in him, and when he turned around to leave, Tian Jing said in a volume that everyone around could hear:

"Let me do your photography!"

This was the only sentence that Tian Jing said tonight, which was beyond Sheng Zhaoliang's expectations.

Sheng Zhaoliang, who is just 27 years old this year, has made two feature films and won awards at prestigious international film festivals. At the beginning, everyone had to add words like "dark horse" and "rookie" in front of his name. Up to now, his name can already represent word-of-mouth and box office. Not to mention Sheng Zhaoliang's popularity in the expanding circle of the film and television industry, but his personal style alone, it is impossible for anyone to come to him without weighing the importance seek death.

What's more, what about Tian Jing who knows him so well?

As soon as Tian Jing said these words, the passers-by who came to their senses were already ready to read a joke, Tian Jing also saw Fan Fan rushing over from the corner of his eyes, but he didn't dare to approach, and looked anxious beside him.

"If you want to talk about cooperation, you should know the process." Sheng Zhaoliang said unhurriedly.

"I know." Tian Jing hurriedly answered, "I came here today precisely because I knew I couldn't pass the process."

"Oh, if you don't go through the process, why do you have it?"

Tian Jing lowered his head and took out a hard drive from his jeans pocket, and the act of handing it to Sheng Zhaoliang revealed his cowardice again, he endured it back and stretched out his hand.

"These are the ones I've taken over the past few years. There are finished films and some, um, unprocessed materials. Please take a look first."

Sheng Zhaoliang didn't answer, leaving Tian Jing's hand in mid-air. After a few seconds of playfulness, he said, "It's not that I haven't seen your photos when I was in college. I didn't like them at that time, and I don't want to waste time now. .”

"I promise," Tian Jing's face twisted slightly, he seemed to think of something, "I promise this will not waste your time, in fact, even back then..."

Sheng Zhaoliang raised his eyes, waiting for him to finish speaking.

Tian Jing didn't finish speaking, and still avoided Sheng Zhaoliang's gaze very uselessly. The pressure of being watched by that person seemed to be more terrifying than being directly humiliated by him with words.

The people around were whispering, but Sheng Zhaoliang didn't respond for a long time, Tian Jing felt that his hands were so sore that he couldn't hold it anymore, but this time he made up his mind, even if Sheng Zhaoliang didn't answer right now, he would not give up.

"Okay." The other party finally liberated Tian Jing with a light syllable. Sheng Zhaoliang took the hard drive and weighed it in his hand, "If it doesn't work at the first glance, then I won't read it. I hope you put the best Put it up front."

Tian Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

Sheng Zhaoliang suddenly took a step forward, and whispered in Tian Jing's ear: "I also hope that you will stop hiding the best behind you."