Idol and I are the hottest in the whole network [Entertainment]

Gionee's holiday is actually the day when the rankings are released, and the next day, classes will continue as usual.

Xie Zhi started watching movies early in the morning, and wrote film reviews as soon as possible—after all, in addition to Gionee’s homework, there were three more film reviews a day, and high quality was required. Even if Xie Zhi devoted himself to this matter, he still felt that time was stretched.

Xie Zhi doesn't go to the cafeteria for lunch now, anyway, the weather is warm in summer, so it's not bad to eat some milk and bread in the classroom.

"Thank you."

On the fifth day of the class, Xie Li was doing extracurricular homework in class at noon as a rule. He had only watched half of the movie when he heard someone calling him.

Xie Zhi turned his head, Pan Yanliang showed his teeth, and smiled with him, then walked in with a plastic bag.

Pan Yan walked to the desk in front of Xie Zhi with ease, put the plastic bag behind him, lay down on the stack of books on Xie Zhi's desk, and looked at him.

"Why did you come here?" Xie Zhi was afraid that Pan Yan would be uncomfortable, so he took the initiative to remove his pencil case, and a Hawaiian-style pendant dangled on it, "Where is Guangcheng?"

"Of course this pig is still eating in the cafeteria." Pan Yan chuckled, "I came to see you myself—I don't know what's going on recently, I can't see you Qianli in the cafeteria anymore."

There were too many elements in this sentence, Xie Zhi hadn't changed his thinking about writing a film review, he was speechless and looked at Pan Yan.

Pan Yan poked his neck out, glanced at Xie Zhi's clean notebook, and asked, "Let me tell you, Kangkang, what are you doing if you don't eat?"

Xie Zhi showed it generously: "Write a movie review."

"You didn't eat until you wrote it?" Pan Yan took the notebook and read two lines, "You were already crazy, why are you even crazier now?"

Pan Yan glanced at ten lines, and returned the book to the original owner: "Is it because Class A has a lot of homework? I don't think Yang Guangcheng has forgotten to eat and sleep to this extent?"

Xie Zhi: "..."

Xie Zhi twirled the pen at his fingertips, he thought about it, and finally decided to tell the truth.

"I'm telling the truth, don't blame me." Xie Zhi said.

Pan Yan was about to pick off the pendant on Xie Xie's pen bag, when he heard this, he raised his head in confusion.

Xie Zhi: "This is to complete an entrance test. Because of some...by chance, a teacher promised that if I can complete the entrance test, he will teach me to write film reviews."

Pan Yan: "Ah..."

Xie Zhi: "I said this not to show off, but because I thought that if I didn't tell you..."

It was like betraying a friend.

In fact, Xie Zhi vaguely knew what might happen if he told Pan Yan—maybe he wouldn’t be a brother, even if he didn’t say it on the surface, would he think in his heart—"Why did you tell me together?" "Why didn't you pull me together?" Bundle?"

In fact, if Xie Zhi was more sensitive to people, he would simply keep silent, because the art test is originally about the Eight Immortals crossing the sea to show their magical powers, of course everyone can only take care of themselves first.

I know it well in my heart, and I won't break it if there are lumps.

But Xie Zhi always felt that... if he really had to say nothing, it would be like... a betrayal.

"You're too honest..." Pan Yan couldn't help laughing, "My God... How can I catch this kind of straight ball??"

Xie Zhi: "Huh?"

Pan Yan: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll make a statement first - after hearing what you said, there is no disturbance in my heart, and I even want to wish you a little bit."

Pan Yan: "I, Pan Yan, the most talented young director in history, rely on my talent to pass the art test and forge ahead, you know?"

Xie Zhi laughed and nodded.

Pan Yan restrained his smile. He thought about it, and explained to Xie Zhi earnestly: "Actually, you really don't have to worry about me getting jealous. If you think about it this way—even if you give me this kind of class, I won't be able to take it. This school is 80.00% None of them died."

Pan Yan: "It's not easy to survive in this school's curriculum, and I still go out to make up lessons..."

Pan Yan was telling the truth.

In fact, the school curriculum is very saturated and reasonable. As long as you learn the things here and get a pass, there is almost no problem.

The truth is, if Xie Zhi wasn't for that shiny top, he wouldn't have to work so hard.

After Pan Yan persuaded Xie Zhi, after thinking about it, he couldn't help telling him: "This matter ends with me, don't tell others."

Xie Zhi: "Okay, but..."

"Because people are different." Knowing that Xie Zhi didn't understand the truth, Pan Yan explained to him, "You are not a director, so you don't need to be too familiar with people's hearts, just listen to me."

Xie Zhi: "...Is there any necessary connection between this and the director?"

Pan Yan: "Of course! Our directors are all masters of the world, okay? ——The producer makes money at the top, and the house is repaired at the bottom. Every brick and tile, every word and deed, your director has no real skills, It really can't be done!"

While bragging about himself, Pan Yan dragged the topic away, but Xie Zhi thought about it, but then turned the topic back.

"But... Guangcheng."

Pan Yan: "Yang Guangcheng, I told him that he knows the stakes, so don't worry."

After Pan Yan finished speaking, he paused, remembered something, turned around, and took the plastic bag behind him.

"I almost forgot about it." Pan Yan brought the plastic bag over, put it on the empty seat on Xie Zhi's table, opened it, and revealed the round lid of the white packing box, "Beef Vermicelli Soup—Twice the amount of coriander."

Pan Yan threw the chopsticks to Xie Zhi, and lifted the lid for him with his own hands.

A large bowl of clear beef vermicelli soup is displayed with fragrance, and the beef slices on it are as thin as onion wings, but they look delicious.

"this is……"

"Although it's summer, let's eat some hot food, don't spoil your stomach."

Xie Zhi took the disposable chopsticks, opened them and closed them again. He didn't know what to say, and finally he could only say: "I'll transfer the money to you..."

"Go, go." Pan Yan shook his head violently, "Whatever the money, eat it quickly."

Xie Zhi: "But..."

Pan Yan: "Xueba was selfless when he helped our class sort out the secrets. I don't want to thank you for this great kindness. It's just a bowl of beef vermicelli soup. Does Xueba want to compete with the little ones?"

Xie Zhi: "..."

The director department is indeed a social master.

Xie Zhi had nothing to say, he could only turn it into gratitude, bowed his head and began to eat bitterly.

"Not bad, student Xiao Yan, the progress is obvious."

In the third ring road where every inch of land is expensive, in a practice room in a commercial building, a trendy man wearing a nose ring and earring leaned against the practice mirror and applauded Yan Si.

"Did you go back to practice your lines recently?" the trendy man asked.

"Of course, the teacher ordered, can you not work hard?" Yan Si smiled.

The trendy man's sunglasses slipped down a little, and judging by the fine lines at the corners of his eyes, this man is no longer young, he nodded: "It's because you're improving quickly—you've traveled so much recently, and you can still improve to this level, which is beyond my expectations. "

Yan Si wiped off his sweat, but didn't speak.

The trendy man thought for a while, then asked again: "Are you tired?"

Yan Si paused for wiping his sweaty hands, and smiled: "Fortunately, how many children in the circle, don't they all come here?"

The trendy man seemed to appreciate Yan Si's words, and finally applauded.

"I appreciate you." The trendy man said, "I'll give you a reward. Get out of class early. You can pick up your wife, and I'll pick up my wife."

Yan Si's daughter-in-law, Xie Zhi, is currently lying on the table, watching movies and writing movie reviews.

Pan Yan was like a crow's mouth, predicting in advance that Xie Zhi's stomach would be troubled - recently, I don't know if it's because of the pressure or because of eating, Xie Zhi has been having a little stomach pain.

It was okay a few days ago, but it was just a dull pain, and it got worse tonight. It was still a dull pain in the first movie, but it became an unspeakable dull pain in the second movie.

Xie Zhi felt uncomfortable, lying on the table, pressing his stomach with one hand, and writing down the main points of the movie with the other hand on the manuscript paper.

Yang Guangcheng found some Xie Zhi lying on his stomach after studying by himself in the evening, and jokingly asked: "Xie Zhi, what's the matter? Are you tired?"

Xie Zhi was in so much pain that he just glanced at him and shook his head.

Yang Guangcheng looked carefully at Xie Zhi under the fluorescent lamp, and saw that his face was pale and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Damn it." Yang Guangcheng panicked now, "Are you okay? Why are you still sweating with the air conditioner turned on at 26 degrees?"

Xie Zhi shook his hand, paused the movie, and said in a low voice, "It's okay...just a little stomachache."

Yang Guangcheng: "That's why I said that your broken schedule can't work at all!!"

Yang Guangcheng: "Then have you taken any medicine?"

Xie Zhi's eyes were dazed from the pain, and he shook his head: "No - I haven't had any pain before, maybe it will be fine after a while."

Yang Guangcheng: "..."

Xie Zhi was afraid that Yang Guangcheng would be worried, so he forced himself to sit up straight, and said with a pale smile, "It's really nothing, just to give myself a reason to lie down in the classroom and finish watching the movie."

Yang Guangcheng didn't believe it. After half-belief, he finally picked up Xie Zhi's water glass.

"I'll get you some hot water." Yang Guangcheng said, "It will always make you feel better."

After Yang Guangcheng finished speaking, he went to the class water dispenser to get a cup of hot water for Xie Zhi. Xie Zhi thanked him and asked Yang Guangcheng to go back to the dormitory.

"It's really fine." Xie Zhi said, "I asked Yan Si to pick me up, and I will go back after sitting down for a while."

"Oh, Yan Si will pick you up, right?"

Until here, Yang Guangcheng finally heard a keyword that made him feel at ease.

Yan Si is Xie Zhi's boyfriend, if he comes to pick him up, there should be no problem.

Although, Yang Guangcheng repeatedly confirmed that Xie Zhi was fine, and then left.

Xie Zhi took a sip of hot water, and when the hot water went down, he really felt that his stomach would feel better. Xie Zhi rubbed the place where his stomach was, lay down on the table, took out his mobile phone, and was about to send a message to Yan Si.

In fact, the stomach pain was not an obstacle for Xie Zhi - anyway, it wasn't a hand pain, and being able to write film reviews wasn't a big deal.

Xie Zhi put his phone up, leaned on his pencil case, and typed.

Yan Si was in the corridor, just as he turned off the sound on his phone, he saw Xie Zhi's message pop up.

Xiao Zhi: [I haven't finished writing the movie review tonight, I'll finish it before going home. 】

Before Yan Si could answer, he bumped into Yang Guangcheng head-on. When Yang Guangcheng saw him, he laughed, "He's here so soon, what a boyfriend."

Yan Si was a little dazed, but still smiled, greeted the two of them, and continued walking forward.

In the middle of the night, Gionee is still brightly lit, and there are people who have not left in almost every classroom.

Yan Si walked along the corridor and found the screenwriter class A all the way. When he reached the door, he walked lightly, preparing to give Xie Zhi a surprise.

Yan Si walked to the front door and pushed it open quietly, the door just opened a gap when Xie Zhi sighed.

Yan Si frowned instantly.

Yan Si was too familiar with Xie Zhi, the voice in that sigh just now was very weak, as if he was enduring something.

Anyway, it wasn't the sound that a healthy Xie Zhi would make.

"What's the matter with you?" Yan Si didn't care about any surprises now, he quickly pushed the door and entered, talking while walking.

Xie Zhi had just taken a sip of hot water, and his stomach was wrenching. Hearing this, he raised his head in astonishment. Just as he was about to sit up straight, he was bent over by a burst of pain.

Xie Zhi's forehead was covered with sweat, he raised his eyes in embarrassment, and looked at Yan Si who walked over one step.

Then, Xie Zhi felt wronged instantly.

Who said that a stomachache is not a pain in the hand and it will not affect writing.

Xie Zhi felt bad, no, no.

He wants to hug tightly.

"My stomach hurts..." Xie Zhi burst into tears, and complained to Yan Si, "I have no medicine, and I still have to write a movie review."

Yan Si's heart ached for an instant, and he walked quickly to Xie Zhi's side, raising his hand to turn off the computer.

Yan Si: "Stop writing, let's go home."

Xie Zhi choked for a moment, endured the stomachache, and raised his head cautiously: "That still needs to be written."

Yan Si: "..."

Yan Si has a feeling that since Xie Zhi fell in love with him, he has become a little sticky, but the sticky Xie Zhi is also quite cute.

The sticky Xie Zhi had a pale and pretty face, and acted like a baby, but Yan Si couldn't do anything about him.

"Then what should we do?" Yan Si sat down and discussed with him, "I want to finish writing again, and I won't go home."

Xie Zhi pressed his stomach, thought for a while, and continued to feel wronged: "I want to take medicine..."

Being able to express the artistic conception of eating candy while taking medicine, Yan Si is really cute.

"Take medicine, take medicine." Yan Si laughed and rubbed Xie Zhi's head, "Let's take medicine, let's take medicine, good boy—I'll go out and buy medicine for you."

Just as Yan Si was about to stand up, Xie Zhi grabbed the corner of his clothes again.

"The phone must be turned on." Xie Zhi said while leaning on the table, "you must keep talking to me..."

These words evoked Yan Si's memories, and he suddenly remembered the night on campus that he picked up Xie Zhi who had a fever a long time ago.

"Know it."

Yan Si took out his work mobile phone and handed it to Xie Zhi.

"Come on, little leader." Yan Si said, "You are welcome to supervise the work at any time."

Yan Si went out and bought a pack of gastric medicine granules and came in, knowing that the thing was not tasty, he brought Xie Zhi a pack of sugar.

After returning, Yan Si prepared the stomach medicine and put it in Xie Zhi's hand, and moved a stool to sit beside him as well.

After Xie Zhi drank the medicine, the hot granule would be effective once he took it, and he put another sugar in his mouth, and slowly sipped it with the tip of his tongue.

The sweetness gradually penetrates and melts in the whole mouth.

Xie Zhi glanced sideways at Yan Si between watching the movie, Yan Si was also reading a book, the cover said "Respect for Performing Arts"

The lights of Gionee School gradually faded away. In the end, only Xie Zhi and Yan Si were left. Xie Zhi wrote and drew, and finally finalized the last film review for today. He took pictures and sent them to Wen Suixin.

"Okay?" Yan Si closed the book.

"Okay." Xie Zhi turned off the Mac.

"Help me put this in your schoolbag." Yan Si handed "Respect for Performing Arts" to Xie Zhi, and Xie Zhi put it into it like a gentleman, along with his own series of electronic items.

Yan Si tidied up his clothes, put the bench back in place, then turned around and knelt down on one knee, revealing his entire back to Xie Zhi.

"Come on." Yan Si said casually.

"I... can walk by myself." Xie Zhi had just put his schoolbag on his back, and when he saw Yan Si squatting like this, he was a little embarrassed to go up.

It was one thing to act like a spoiled child just now, but being punished by Yan Si at school...that was another.

"But." Yan Si was aggrieved in a low voice, "But I want to carry you?"

Xie Zhi: "..."

Well... Xie Zhi also has nothing to do with Yan Si's acting like a baby.

Xie Zhi could only sit back on his seat, then leaned forward, and slowly crossed his two arms on Yan Si's chest.

Yan Si stood up a little, hugged Xie Zhi's legs, and finally carried him firmly behind his back.

"Is it heavy?" Xie Zhi asked.

Yan Si joked: "How much lighter I have recently, don't I have any points in my heart?"

As Yan Si said, he carried Xie Zhi on his back and walked out. When he reached the gate, Yan Si stopped and Xie Zhi turned off the lights.

Then the two walked out, the corridor lights were turned off, and only a few emergency lights were left.

Yan Si felt a slight tremor on his back, it should be Xie Zhi who smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Yan Si asked.

Xie Zhi hugged Yan Si tightly, shook his head, and said nothing - he just felt very happy and had nothing to say.

"Boyfriend is carrying his back, is it comfortable?" Yan Si asked again.

"..."

Xie Zhi turned his head and kissed Yan Si's neck—Yan Si had been running outside for a day, so he smelled a little sweat, but it was combined with the smell of the forest, anyway, it still smelled good.

Yan Si was itchy from his kiss, but he still asked: "Didn't answer my question - is your boyfriend comfortable?"

"Yeah." Xie Zhi laughed, "It's comfortable."

Yan Si was about to say something, when he heard Xie Zhi's cell phone ringing - Xie Zhi's cell phone ringtone was neo-classical music, it wasn't frightening, it was just soothing.

Xie Zhi took out his mobile phone, glanced at the incoming call, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Xie Zhi, who was lying on Yan Si's back, sat upright in an instant, and Yan Si quickly supported his buttocks so that Xie Zhi would not lose his balance.

The call is connected.

The content that is turned on too loudly can be clearly heard in the empty corridor.

"You have passed the assessment." Wen Suixin said in a voice, "I'm asking you over there, are you free tomorrow night? Go and meet him."

"Yes!" Xie Zhi replied immediately.

"Okay, I'll arrange the place and I'll send you the address later." Wen Suixin said simply and rudely, "Hang up."

The phone hung up and the busy tone sounded, but before Xie Zhi could react, his whole body bumped into Yan Si's back.

Yan Si didn't tell him, and suddenly began to accelerate and rush, Xie Zhi was caught off guard, so he had to hug Yan Si quickly.

Yan Si rushed through the entire corridor, rushed down the stairs, and finally, rushed to a concrete floor outside the teaching building that was used both as a parking lot and a playground.

The light illuminated the concrete floor, the air smelled of dew, Yan Si carried Xie Zhi on his back, and the sound of footsteps shattered the silent night of insects.

Then there was a harsh voice——

"Xie Xiaozhi—Chong Duck—"

The author has something to say: Youth is so good, chasing dreams with the person you like [full of emotions]