The Last Shot [Entertainment]

Both Tian Jing and Sheng Zhaoliang came to their senses at the same time, and Sheng Zhaoliang's hand that was frozen in the air seemed to have lost the last bit of confidence and dropped down.

Bai Ai shrugged, closed the door and left.

Tian Jing wanted Sheng Zhaoliang to leave too, but he had no experience in issuing orders to evict guests, so he turned around and pulled the chair in front of the desk, and sat there to find something to do. Hugging, the disguise is not smooth at all, this is his room, and he himself feels cramped.

"I'll let Lin Rui check it out." Sheng Zhaoliang came over and gently put down the computer in front of him, "I... I'm sorry, Tian Jing."

Tian Jing clenched his hands tightly together. Sheng Zhaoliang was a little bit hard to face him at first, and planned to turn around and leave. Seeing that he had pinched his own flesh white, he felt sore, squatted down in front of Tian Jing, and opened his body. Two hands, hold in palm.

"I'm sorry, don't be angry, okay? I believe in you. Even if you have a reason, you would never do that kind of thing. You are different from them." Sheng Zhaoliang apologized softly, took Tian Jing's hand up and kissed it, Tian Jing had never been coaxed like this, he couldn't even care about being angry for a while, and just wanted to pull his hand back, but Sheng Zhaoliang squeezed tightly, taking the opportunity to threaten Tian Jing, and wanted Tian Jing to respond to him.

"I see, I'm not angry." Tian Jing said dryly. Sheng Zhaoliang let go of his hand, but he didn't get up. He still squatted on the ground and looked at him from the bottom up. It's also a bit coquettish, Tian Jing is not used to it, and doesn't dare to look into those eager eyes.

So Tian Jing asked: "Who are they?"

Sheng Zhaohao seemed to be choked, so Tian Jing, who wanted to change the subject, realized that this was a question that was infinitely close to "How many exes do you have?", and felt that he was asking for trouble.

Tian Jing curled up his fingers and looked at Sheng Zhaoliang indifferently, still feeling curious.

Sheng Zhaoliang noticed his eyes that seemed to be peeking, and his heart moved slightly. For some reason, he thought of Tian Jing's "existing convictions" of those plagiarists before, and then thought of the time when the two were friends in high school

Sheng Zhaoliang is a person who seldom feels emotion. There are actually reasons for the repetition and impermanence in the course of time. As long as you look back a little, you can find the deduction process from the details.For example, when Tian Jing confessed to him for the first time, he was surprised and furious at the time, and even touched Tian Jing, but when he thought about it later, he didn't notice Tian Jing's obvious admiration eyes, which was simply too dull.Another example is that Tian Jing was exposed to have plagiarized his graduation work. He was not surprised. At that time, Tian Jing was already a mess in his eyes. Although he didn’t know whether the other party came to B University because of him, but he missed the college entrance examination and gave up. Tian Jing, who entered Z University, made him extremely disappointed, and then he put all his thoughts on himself, an almost impossible person, so the plagiarism happened to Tian Jing. Perhaps different from others, Sheng Zhaoliang was more willing to lean towards it. The reading is too deep.

However, he once regarded Tian Jing as a friend, and for a long time, he almost sneered at Tian Jing, now slightly looking up at the person who has not changed much in such a long time, Sheng Zhaoliang suddenly felt emotional, Because this time he couldn't use his memories to deduce the story, why would he want to touch Tian Jing right now? He just hoped that Tian Jing wouldn't look at him with such timid eyes that were even curious.

11 years is really too long, so it is not surprising that any changes have occurred.

Sheng Zhaoliang reached out to hold Tian Jing's hand again, feeling the other's soft and warm skin, thinking, at least for now, I can no longer embarrass and sad this person.

"There are many people." After Sheng Zhaoliang finished speaking, he felt Tian Jing's hand tighten again, and quickly explained, "That's not what it meant, not the ex."

Tian Jing blinked and looked at him, obviously not quite understanding.

"You all probably think that I became famous at a young age, and this time "He Ling" is still a big production, do you think my life is spent on the red carpet?"

Tian Jing recalled a feature about Sheng Zhaoliang, saying that he had been winning prizes since he was a student. When domestic celebrities were still on the red carpet for a certain award, Sheng Zhaoliang, who was in his twenties, had already entered and exited three times, because he With a good image and a low-key style, the annual exposure is concentrated on the red carpet of the film festival, so he described the life of this creative genius as being paved with red carpets.

Tian Jing didn't know how to answer. In fact, I haven't seen him for four years after graduation. This period should be the hottest stage of Sheng Zhaoliang. His understanding of Sheng Zhaoliang can only be obtained from the reports, and because he can want to end himself I deliberately avoided a lot of thoughts, and I didn't understand Sheng Zhaoliang at all, no different from ordinary audiences.

"Do you think so too? It seems that you haven't paid much attention to me these past few years." Sheng Zhaoliang switched legs, "My legs are sore, can I sit on the bed?"

Tian Jing nodded blankly.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Zhaoliang not only wanted to sit on the bed by himself, but also dragged his hand, dragged him to the side of the bed and hugged him in front of him. Tian Jing was very uncomfortable, but being held by the other party's arms, it was awkward to struggle, and Tian Jing was worried that he would hurt Sheng Zhaoliang, who weighed much less than himself, if he tried his best.

Sheng Zhaoliang saw Tian Jing obediently not moving. Although his whole body was stiff, he still felt better.

"The first film I made after graduation, the investor saw that my popularity had cooled down, and the subject matter was unprofitable, so they broke the contract and withdrew the investment, so the low-cost suspense film that could have been shot in three months was delayed for a year. Many, I took commercials during the period, and even worked as a shooter. The arrogance I had when I first graduated was quickly worn away. In this circle, being able to write and shoot is not necessarily a skill, even if you are already famous It’s not that much capital, because everyone’s ultimate goal is the market, and the market is unpredictable, and there are really not many people who really understand the market. I have met many equally talented people, and people who think they understand the market Suppress and bury them, tell them that no one is willing to pay to see their stuff, and it can only be rotten on the hard drive like AV.”

Tian Jing also forgot to be stiff at this moment, and was a little surprised that Sheng Zhaoliang had such an experience.

"Do you know why I made "He Xuan"? It was because someone asked me to make it. It was a propositional composition. You see, I stopped writing propositional compositions when I was in elementary school, but now I have to bite the bullet and do it. With the number of commercial films, it will be easier to invest in the next film.”

As Sheng Zhaoliang said, he buried his chin into Tian Jing's shoulder and poked Tian Jing's soft flesh with his chin. Tian Jing was itched a little by him, and his heart was itchy because of his slightly weak tone.

"You know, even if I'm a director, a movie is a team thing. I have to take care of too many people and put too much thought into it. It's not uncommon for one or two people to ruin everyone's hard work. It's not uncommon to see intrigue. I will..." Sheng Zhaoliang paused, and hugged Tian Jing tighter, as if he was afraid that he would run away, "I didn't think about it, forgetting that you are different from them."

Tian Jing lowered his head and was silent for a while before saying, "Do you really believe me?"

Sheng Zhaoliang did not hesitate at all: "I believe."

"Even... Even if I did that before?"

Sheng Zhaoliang didn't answer right away, but Tian Jing just had an intuition that Sheng Zhaoliang could understand what he was referring to.

Sure enough, Sheng Zhaoliang spoke after a while: "I recalled the scene at that time."

Sheng Zhaoliang's voice sank, and he deliberately softened it just now to coax Tian Jing's soft tone to change. He fell into memories, but he wanted to tell the memories in a straightforward manner.

"One moment you were anxiously explaining to me, and the next moment you rushed to the class and said that you spread the rumor in front of the whole class. Too soon, you shouldn’t have hidden words, your biggest hidden word at that time should be that you like me, other than that, I can only believe that you did not intend to reveal it and blame yourself for it.”

Sheng Zhaoliang spoke very fast, and stared at Tian Jing closely after he finished speaking, he was very worried that Tian Jing would tell him that there was really a secret back then.His mind is full of unsolvable contradictions. Today, Tian Jing's sad look is too similar to that of the past, with an expression on his face that is about to cry, but he has changed from the old submissiveness, and he speaks neatly without leaving any room. The difference is that back then Tian Jing is taking the blame, today is the excuse.This vague sign of similarity and opposite made Sheng Zhaoliang once again doubt whether the breakup was correct.

Seeing that Tian Jing was silent, he asked, "Would you like to tell me what happened in those few minutes and made you change your mind?"

Tian Jing raised his head: "It's nothing, I just regret it. Can we stop talking about this?"

Tian Jing pursed his lips, Sheng Zhaoliang could see the actor's omissions through the screen, but he couldn't tell whether Tian Jing was telling the truth, or he didn't want to see it at all.

Obscuring one's eyes is not really stupid, but the consequences of seeing clearly are more unbearable than not being able to see clearly.

"Okay, let's not talk about this." Sheng Zhaoliang hugged Tian Jing tightly, "It's fine if you don't get angry with me."

Both of them had something to say, but they both swallowed it at the same time. However, they didn't feel much distress. Tian Jing leaned against Sheng Zhaoliang, and Sheng Zhaoliang hugged Tian Jing. The body temperature conveyed the real and intimate temperature. There is no falsehood, they fell silent together, experiencing this tacit reservation and faint worry about the future.