alternate performance

Excluding the rooftop, teaching building No. 3 has four floors. Although Xu Chenhe doesn't know which floor Fu Jiu's class is on, considering the difficulty of moving equipment for the crew, he usually doesn't choose a floor that is too high.

How could it be possible to shoot on the fourth floor as Liang Sui said?

But it’s okay to take a look in the past to make sure it’s clear. Xu Chenhe clicked on WeChat while walking towards the stairs, and found the electronic notice, which indeed stated the floor where the scene was shot.

He didn't charge before going out, and his mobile phone was running out of power. Xu Chenhe stopped at the stairs on the fourth floor of Building 2, and looked up at Building 3, which was perpendicular to this building.

There was no one in the corridor, Xu Chenhe bowed his head to type while walking, and sent a message to Fang Rui: Help me ask the director's assistant if there is any change in the shooting location.

The outdoor light was strong, so Xu Chenhe adjusted the brightness of his mobile phone to the maximum. Looking down from upstairs, he could see the director and cameraman collecting equipment on the playground.

At the corner of the corridor leading to Building 3 is the bathroom, and the stairs are more than ten meters away. Xu Chenhe felt uncomfortable with the unfamiliar environment, and sent Fang Rui another message: No need to ask, I'm coming now, you Go to the car and help me get the charging treasure.

Putting the mobile phone in his pocket, Xu Chenhe hurried to the stairs. When he passed the bathroom, he heard the footsteps of another person behind him. Push hard on his back.Xu Chenhe was caught off guard and fell face-in into the bathroom, and felt a heart-pounding pain when his elbow hit the ground.

A brief moment of dizziness made his ears buzz, followed by the sound of the door being slammed shut with a "bang" that brought him back to reality.

Obviously he didn't see who pushed him in, but Xu Chenhe definitely and angrily called out that person's name: "Liang Sui!!"

Outside the closed door was walking away, Xu Chenhe felt cold, sat up with his elbows in his arms, and held the mobile phone that fell out of his pocket back into his hand.

The light in the unlit bathroom was seriously insufficient, and only a non-operating exhaust fan leaked some outdoor light through the gap.

Xu Chenhe staggered to the door, fisted the door with his untouched hand: "Liang Sui! Liang Sui, don't go!"

The door was locked and couldn't be unlocked, Xu Chenhe flicked on his phone anxiously, the bright light made his eyes dry.He lowered the brightness again, and Fang Rui replied to him 4 minutes ago: The director assistant said that the location has not changed, and the shooting will start at the school gate first.

A few more popped up later——

"Brother Shen He, haven't you come over yet? The director and the others finished filming the location."

"The makeup and hair stylists are here, and we can start styling."

"Are you out of battery? I brought the power bank."

The red battery does not allow his movements to be a little slow, Xu Chenhe typed quickly: bathroom in building 3, fourth floor.

Clicking to send the message was circling, Xu Chenhe dialed Gu Congran's number in a cold sweat, one, two, drowning-like suffocation grabbed his throat, and the vision that regained clarity after the dizziness became blurred again.

The other party didn't answer, and the message sent to Fang Rui was not sent successfully. Xu Chenhe didn't give up, and pressed his back against the door panel in delusion to gain some support. He tapped the screen several times with trembling fingers before he clicked redial.

Not-so-good childhood memories, together with the sluggish and single dial tone, flooded into my mind, and the little light in the quiet bathroom that connected to the outside was not the salvation of a dark childhood at all.

His mother never smiled, she just poked his heart with her fingers to make him remember what she said thousands of times: "Aside from going to school, don't even think about leaving home!"

"The good people and good deeds you see are all illusions, and the good deeds you learned in your textbooks are all social deceptions!"

"There are a lot of bad people in this world. Without family to protect you, you will be captured by a devil with green face and fangs at any time. Are you afraid of being eaten alive? Are you afraid of breaking your bones?"

His father even took action, nailing wooden boards to the windows of his room to isolate the outside world, and installing a TV on the low cabinet in the corner. As long as he is at home, horror movies from various countries and documentaries on trafficking will be shown on the TV in a loop.Under the weird background music, no matter how strong he is, it will not help him. The door of the room is locked, so he can only cover himself in the quilt day after day, and cover his hearing ears with his two small hands, hoping that one day he will be able to Leaving this disgusting family, even if I get lost, I don't want to know the way home again.

The outgoing call was finally connected, and Gu Congran asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

Xu Chenhe took a deep breath because of his extreme excitement, and big teardrops fell from his eyes: "Mr. Gu—"

"I'm busy." Gu Congran said indifferently, "I'll go to the group to watch your filming tomorrow, I don't have time today."

Xu Chenhe's heart that had just been let go rose to his throat again. He rubbed his wet eyes, raised the phone to his eyes to check the battery level, and then hurriedly put it back to his ear: "Wait a minute, I'm in the Wei... "

The phone rang, and Xu Chenhe didn't finish his sentence, helplessly watching the screen plunge into darkness.

Different from the gloomy and nearly closed toilets, the art building of the school is located on the right side of the flag-raising square, with excellent lighting, spacious floor space, and the decorative paintings on the walls are full of strong literary and artistic atmosphere.

In the music classroom on the second floor, Gu Congran turned off the screen of his mobile phone with only a series of busy tones, and threw it on the nearest step seat.

He roughly rummaged through the bookcase on the wall in front of the classroom. He vaguely remembered the title of the song written by Jiang Hua in a flamboyant style, but he couldn't remember which book the other party put the paper filled with lyrics and numbered notation in it. .

When I was young and frivolous, I always thought that many things would have another chance. How could I expect that the things that were lost accidentally would become precious after many years.

Ten years ago, web dramas were not as popular as they are today. Jiang Hua's "17-year-old's Choice" did not get much response from people at this stage from the start of filming to the broadcast. First, they are not optimistic about web dramas. , The second is that the audience does not know the new faces, and it is easy to give them the title of vase based on the protagonist's good-looking face, thus negating their acting skills.

But Jiang Hua didn't care, this was the first resource he received, and it was also the beginning of his long-awaited acting career.

At that time, Gu Congran's studio project had just started, and he followed Jiang Hua to the crew to make contacts in his spare time, and by the way, he became Jiang Hua's "assistant" in the crew.

In the summer of ten years ago, Jiang Hua finished a group of shots of playing the piano at dusk in the music room of the art building of the attached middle school.

Gu Congran lay on the piano and touched Jiang's painted sunset face with ice mineral water: "I'm jealous."

Jiang Hua raised her body and snatched the bottle of steaming ice water: "Is the water bad or the hot pot bad?"

"I'm jealous," Gu Congran repeated, "Why is there a kissing scene?"

Jiang Hua propped her chin and smiled: "I just touched my mouth and didn't stick out my tongue. It's not as exciting as kissing you."

Gu Congran was still not happy. In order to coax him, Jiang Hua composed impromptu lyrics and played and sang for him. After playing, he put the paper in any book and closed the piano cover: "So-so, I will play it better for you later. of."

Jiang Hua never breaks his promise, but the musical works after that are not as sweet and astonishing as the song "Fireworks in the Painting" by the 20-year-old dusk.

Gu Congran stroked the dusty bookcase, searching for the color of the book in his memory."Polyphonic Music Tutorial" with a gray-yellow spine is not eye-catching among the colorful books, but when he stroked it, Gu Congran felt a strange feeling in his heart.

"Polyphonic Music Tutorial" was picked out by him from the crowded books. The book is not thin, and holds a lot of weight in his hand.Gu Congran held the spine of the book with his left hand, and slid the thumb of his right hand across the pages, quickly flipping through every page in the book.

Suddenly, a piece of yellowed paper fell out while flipping, and landed lightly at Gu Congran's feet.

On the light walnut-colored solid wood floor, the scribbled and altered handwriting seems to be praising the pictures that have never been forgotten in the past. Ten years later, things will change, but Gu Congran still remembers the meaning expressed in the words written by Jiang Hua: Some people are born as a black and white painting without extra color, but because of encountering a bunch of fireworks blooming in the painting, even if it is burned to ashes by sporadic sparks, this painting has had the most splendid time in life.

The paper is too fragile to be folded, so Gu Congran put it back into the book, picked up his mobile phone and searched for an identical book online, intending to exchange it for another.

After placing the order, the screen lights up and there is an incoming call, the note is assistant Fang Rui.

Now that he was busy, Gu Congran answered the phone in a much better tone: "Hello?"

"President Gu, is Brother Shen He with you?" Fang Rui asked with a suppressed voice.

Gu Congran walked out of the music classroom with a book in his arms: "Not here, what's wrong?"

"Has he called you yet?" Fang Rui was in a hurry, "We're going to go on stage together, and he hasn't come back yet, and he hasn't responded to any messages."

Gu Congran realized the seriousness of the situation. When he went downstairs, he looked out through the corridor window. Kong Shun was commanding a large army outside the school gate, and Fang Rui was anxious with his mobile phone outside the crowd.

"I'm in the art building, I'll go there right away." Gu Congran hung up the line, hurriedly ran out of the art building, and strode to stop in front of Fang Rui, "Didn't you two walk together, why did you get lost?"

Fang Rui made a long story short, and then glanced at Liang Sui who had already changed in the distance: "What should I do? I asked Liang Sui, and he said that he came down earlier than Brother Shen He."

"Has Xu Chenhe called you?" Gu Congran asked.

Fang Rui shook his head, and opened the chat interface to show Gu Congran: "He only sent me a message, but that was half an hour ago."

There was a commotion in the crowd, and the drama manager ran towards this side grabbing a stack of papers: "Assistant Fang, can Teacher Jiang take his place?"

Gu Congran answered first: "Tell Director Kong that Jiang Hua is not feeling well and is resting in the car. Please postpone the show for half an hour."

The matter could only be kept secret for a while, Gu Congran turned his head and told Fang Rui: "You go to the car first, I will go to the teaching building to look for it, and keep in touch if there is anything."

While rushing to the teaching building, Gu Congran dialed Xu Chenhe's number, and frowned when he heard the reminder that the other party had turned off the phone.A bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart, he hung up the phone, and dialed the director of the production: "As quickly as possible, call out the surveillance cameras of No. 2 and No. 3 teaching buildings, and don't disturb other people."

Xu Chenhe's phone call 10 minutes ago had no beginning and no end. Gu Congran didn't know Xu Chenhe's exact location, nor did he ask what happened to the other party.

He ran from the bottom floor of No. 3 teaching building to the top floor, searching the empty classrooms with his eyes, and kept calling Xu Chenhe's name.He thought of Xu Chenhe's sobs before the phone call was forcibly ended, and the silence in the other party's eyes before he left, as if returning to the journey that made him lose Jiang Hua, and he looked weakly at the other party's permanent walk in nautical mile.

"Xu Chenhe!" Gu Congran opened the doors of each classroom with his own hands, disappointed again and again, "You come out, I apologize to you!"

There was still no sign of Xu Chenhe on the fourth floor. Gu Congran was panting lightly with his arms on the guardrail of the corridor, and was about to gather his energy to shout again when he suddenly heard a voice coming from the closed bathroom three or four meters away. Depressed and mournful cries.

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I don’t know if you have seen the first two chapters. The content of chapters 19 and 20 has been edited. I hope you will understand? Then I will start entering v tomorrow, and I will update a chapter at noon and evening, thank you?