After the white moonlight cuts the black

Yan Hui's "Rongchun 3" received a lot of response on the Internet.

There are naturally many praises, but there are also many controversies and even slanders, and the phenomenon of taking words out of context is not uncommon.

Compared with the plot flow of the first two films, this one does not have any grand scenes, and is closer to the realistic style.

[One thing to say, I suspect that the author has installed surveillance in my house, and the part about the protagonist’s parents is too suffocating. ]

[Good teachers belong to others, the teachers are so funny hahahaha. ]

[This HE is impure, the two protagonists Nanshang Jianan burst into tears]

[Eat rot, but if my child is gay, my legs will be crippled (spread hands)

[It’s the same in reality, it’s not as good as we thought.]

[I don’t understand, isn’t it my freedom to eat whatever I eat?You gay guys, noble straight girls deserve to die? ]

[Rational discussion, there is no one who is noble and who is rubbish. Miss Xiaoqiu, I like her, dare to love and hate. ]

[The gay circle and homosexuality are still divided into one, the circle is too chaotic, not having a marriage is not an excuse for messing around, and boss Li, he is biss! ]

[The protagonist's friend's kind of "you are weak but you are right" is really unlucky on the stall]

[Really, no prototype? ]

[Who will tell me what is meant in the postscript of Yan University? ! ]

[It is estimated that there is a revelation, squatting together. ]

Yan Hui flipped through the comments and thumped his numb shoulders. Meng Huaiming pushed open the door, walked in with big strides, and slapped an exercise planner on his desk.

Yan Hui suddenly had a bitter face: "It's so hot now, let's talk about it when we cool down."

"No, your physique is that of an old man in his 80s. If you don't exercise, you will suffer."

Meng Huaiming still had that non-negotiable tone.

After the fine editing of "Rongchun" was completed, Meng Huaiming finally had time to rest.

On the first day, he still couldn't get used to it. He insisted on telling ghost stories to Yan Hui at night, but Yan Hui strongly refused while covered by the quilt. Meng Huaiming dug him out and pressed him on the bed like this a few times. Finally, he was satisfied and had a good night's sleep. .

During the production period, Meng Huaiming also had the opportunity to get close to Yanhui, but knowing it in his heart is one thing, but his body's response is another.

Yan Hui once had a strong stress reaction, his hands and feet were cold, and he was in a trance. He fell into that moonlit night, fearing the involuntary pain.

Meng Huaiming wrapped him tightly with a quilt and kissed his fingertips over and over again.

All relationships that happen not consensually are criminal, and once upon a time "clean" became a twisted requirement.

It is used repeatedly in places where it should not appear, forming deception.

Clean origin is a description of beautiful things, which can be the shining points of nature, soul, and human nature, which can be summarized as goodness and beauty.

Instead of forcing it into a physiological position, being too paranoid about this "cleanness" is an unclean mentality in itself.

"It's okay, Yan Hui, just look at me." Meng Huaiming called his name tirelessly, Yan Hui finally stopped trembling, and under Meng Huaiming's solemn and sincere eyes, broke down and cried.

Meng Huaiming gradually understood what was going on in Yan Hui's mind. He used to think that Yan Hui's mind was too complicated, but after a heavy heart, he realized that he was not good at calculating, planning for profit or possession.

He doesn't covet anything from Meng Huaiming, even if it's his love, he doesn't want to possess it all.

Yan Hui lied to him that he thought he would turn around in order to quit decisively. This is easy in words, but it is not simple in practice.

Meng Huaiming asked himself that he didn't give Yan Hui absolute confidence, so Yan Hui also gave himself a way out while believing in it.

That is, even if I love him, it is my own business.

Meng Huaiming understood the reason why he felt Su Ye's words were strange.

This is the sophistry of love.

It is good to say love out loud, and the brave attempt of the crush may bring unexpected surprises, but the basic premise is that the other party is a free individual, not the one who is in love.

Su Yaowen said that I will still love you, you have to remember, but he clearly knows that Meng Huaiming already has his own heart.

And he had copied this trick before, he was going to get married, but told Meng Huaiming that his love was here, and he just wanted to use him as a backup.

That's not real love, it's just a means.

Readers of "Rongchun 3" wrote to Yanhui one after another.

One of the paragraphs may be Yan Hui's heartfelt voice. Its readers reflect on some experiences based on their own experience and combined with the beginning and end of the story.

"If that person is really what I love, why should I disturb his life, but if there is still a chance, I will work hard to fight for it, and if he already has his own belonging, I will tell him repeatedly, then Meaningless, but a potential temptation."

"I never wanted to test human nature. All intentional tests of human nature have hidden dangers. What I hope is that he can live happily and happily. As long as I know about love, we can all have our own love." life."

"Don't force the love you can't get, fight for the love that belongs to me."

Yan Hui replied to her seriously, while Meng Huaiming sat beside him peeling apples.

He typed a few words and Meng Huaiming stuffed him with an apple, and when the apple was finished, Yan Hui turned off the computer, Meng Huaiming said with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that the readers will be flattered?"

"Not afraid."

Yan Hui shook her head, "Sometimes when I write, I don't ask for a response. When I explain the truth, I can clarify my own ideas and reflect on whether it is consistent with words and deeds."

If you want to understand more truths, it is not all for the sake of being recognized and approved.

On the day "Rongchun" was released, Meng Huaiming and Yan Hui were not at home.

But when they sat down to watch the TV series together, "Rongchun" was facing the difficulty of being taken off the shelves and retrialed.

Someone reported "Rongchun".

When Meng Huaiming received this call, his heart was actually very calm.

Yan Hui prepared all the pillows and blankets, made her own juiced drink, and took out the freshly made blueberry egg tart from the oven.

He imported the fine-cut version of "Rongchun" into the projector. Looking back, Meng Huaiming had already wrapped himself up neatly. When he took the first step, a small crack opened in the blanket, and Yan Hui slipped in sideways, as if hiding Into a round cocoon.

The opening song is written by Meng Huaiming, and the ending is filled with swallow ash. Accompanied by the melodious tune, this difficult and grand spring begins.

They think they have a clear conscience, and the only place where this book crosses the line is the same sex, but for this point, the two of them negotiated for a long time and made concessions, which still blurred the treatment at this level.

And the reason for the report Meng Huaiming received was not this, but violence and other reasons that were easier to remove from the shelves.

This approach is very good, everyone has the right to freedom of speech, but this does not mean that it is a power that can be manipulated.

No one knows more about the power of reverse control than Meng Huaiming. If private enemies have this sharp sword, the collapse of the rules is only a short distance away.

They have already watched Rongchun countless times, but this time, they are no longer the producers, nor are they the screenwriters and original authors.

But from the perspective of a viewer, in the situation of not knowing when it will be on the shelves, watch it again.

Yan Hui held the juice in both hands and drank it little by little, the hot air slightly wet his forehead hair.

Meng Huaiming lowered his head, Yan Hui lifted the cup and handed it to his mouth precisely, without even moving his eyes.

This is Yanhui's unique skill that Meng Huaiming discovered recently. He drank a sweet drink and hugged his lover in his arms. Amid the buzzing sound of the refrigeration and air conditioner, he felt that life wanted so much, but there was always a moment when it was no longer I want to chase fame and fortune, and I no longer think about everything outside of me.

He is not afraid of suffering, but he is still obsessed with sweetness.

Just when the TV series "Rongchun" was taken off the shelves and reviewed again, the An'an incident triggered.

Yan Hui sent the copy that had already been written, together with a group of pictures with detailed evidence, and there was no sensationalism in the text.

Only at the end of the ending, he wrote: "I can be responsible for all my remarks, and I can predict how much criticism and abuse I will receive. Please don't make a summary for the copy. I don't mix in the gay circle and respect all orientations. This time I will also I don't want fame and fortune, but I just want to prove justice for me and my family in this case."

"Now, I can guarantee my physical health and normal thinking, and I will insist on following the legal procedures in the future. The existence of this blog post is just to explain first, so as to avoid disputes in the future."

"Everyone has helplessness and compulsion, but this is not an excuse for their own depravity. Weakness is not a reason to do evil. In a life that is not too long or short, you will meet all kinds of people, and you will be misunderstood, misunderstood, and slandered. , revenge, choice is everywhere."

"No one wants to bow to them, no one wants to be defeated by suffering, and in the struggle, at least, you can't let yourself become the person you hate the most."

"Even if there are hurdles that cannot be overcome, I must be able to say one thing. After multiple evaluations, I have come to the conclusion that I may not be without mistakes, but I have never violated the law, violated morality, or profited from it."

"And those who can say 'I'm not wrong' don't have to bear violence and stupidity."

"So far, I've said everything I wanted to say."

Zhao Hao turned off the phone screen, and An An was crying bitterly behind him.

"I said, what's the use of you coming to me to cry?"

Zhao Hao held a cigarette on his fingertips and looked at An An playfully.

"Brother Hao, I can't live anymore..."

An An stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Hao's clothes, Zhao Hao twisted his hand and pushed it away.

"Don't mind, you brother Hao, I don't have such thoughts now."

An An came to him in desperation, and Zhao Hao knew what he was going to do with the back of his head.

If it was someone else, maybe he would still be willing to make a profit, but this one might take a photo and bite back.

Although Zhao Hao wasn't afraid, it was a waste of manpower to deal with it.

He tapped his fingers on the table.

There is a document waiting to be sent, about Yanhui's registered marriage, Zhao Hao doesn't want it anymore, and plans to find a free time to destroy it.

An An looked at him vigilantly, and Zhao Hao sneered: "It stands to reason that I have never treated you badly. If you are An An and obedient, you may not be able to have a bright future, but you can still guarantee your food and clothing. Why can't you hold back?"

"I've given up my mind." An An stood in front of him with a cool body, "I didn't expect them to be so desperate."

"Oh, I think it's okay."

Zhao Hao leaned against the wall carelessly, "Didn't you already find a home, if you can escape the squatting situation and hide for a year or two, maybe someone will ask you to make a movie again."

An An held her breath, she didn't expect that Zhao Hao still wanted to inquire about him, "No...Brother Hao, I'm afraid, now the Internet is..."

"Okay, I don't want to hear this from you. Wu Fei has already annoyed me once, so don't ask for it."

Yanxun's IP is still hot, and he will not do anything for a while. Wu Fei was sued for leaking the script and breaching the contract. He also asked Big Brother to intercede and let Zhao Hao call it out.

Facing An An's face, Zhao Hao really couldn't do anything, he just hoped that he would be more acquainted.

An An suppressed the overwhelming resentment, shook her body and said, "Brother Hao, I can do whatever you want."

"What else can you do?" Zhao Hao sneered, "Don't make yourself unhappy, let's go."

"Brother Hao, no one has ever cared about me."

An An covered her face, "I don't want to be in this circle, but if I don't, I will have nothing to eat. I don't want to go back to the bar to dance. There are all nonsense things there. I want to sing well..."

"It's not that bad, is it?"

Zhao Hao didn't know anything else, but he was full of sarcasm, "I used to deliver food, wash dishes, sweep the streets and even be a thug. Didn't I survive even one meal a day? Can't you survive?"

"I'll be recognized..."

"But didn't you ask for it all yourself?"

Zhao Hao said with a smile: "If it's some intrigue, I just turn a blind eye and close my eyes and let it go. Children, it's not impossible to play tricks, but..."

He said in a low voice, "Some methods are too dirty."

Many things in An An were carried out with the tacit consent of Zhao Hao, but there was always a blind spot. He thought that Yan Hui was fueled by An An, but after the investigation, the girl who hurt the girl didn't say anything, and both of them were almost sent to a mental hospital. Howe felt that the matter was serious.

"I……"

Zhao Hao gestured, "Go out."

"Brother Hao..."

"roll--"

An An was invited out by Zhao Hao's secretary.

He returned to his villa in a daze, looked up blankly at the house worth tens of millions, and felt sour and unspeakable emotions welling up.

He obviously felt that he shouldn't be like this, and couldn't figure out why he had fallen to this point.

In this great unwillingness and pain, Liu An cried out.