meet at thirty

From cici to origin, every participating dancer has had the experience of being listed in the weekly magazine. Among them, origin, Qinhuai and Luodenghua are the most popular as long as they submit articles.Such ten people, training together, picking each other's movements, and practicing repeatedly in front of the mirror, how strong is the influence of the final product?

That is to say, Wen Sheng and the others submitted their manuscripts the day before the deadline, and the statistics were completed 24 hours after submission, and "War of the Crown World" became the third weekly magazine.In the second week after the submission, "War of the Crown World" did not fall but rose, jumping to the top of the weekly list in one fell swoop.And in the third week, "War of the World Championship" had no promotion, and it still firmly occupied the first place.

What's even more coquettish is that in the weekly reviews of previous years, Origin's [-]th anniversary work also continued to be on the list, and Origin's high production finally reaped rewards in the form of three consecutive New Year's Eve double kills.

Tailor-made costumes for all the staff, fairy framing, coupled with the use of mirrors for photography, and origin's unpretentious style, this is the only time in a year that such a face-to-face meeting will take place.Wen Sheng put too much effort into this work, so he opened it to see if there were any new bullet screens and comments.For some hits, Wen Sheng is so familiar that he can almost recite them, but he is still very happy every time he watches them.

What impressed me the most was the p3 of the extras in the practice room. There was a barrage saying, how could they laugh so happily. This barrage was followed by a barrage, which should be in response to that person's words.

"In front, because dancing with this group of people is a very happy thing in itself."

Wen Sheng couldn't give a thumbs up to the barrage, so he took a screenshot of these two pictures and posted a separate Weibo. In the end, he scolded water3 because the expression on the screenshot was too funny.

Before the popularity of "War of the Crown World" completely subsided, the official of station B found Wen Sheng.After multiple confirmations, "War of the Crown" will be used as a cutscene dance to participate in this year's BML*.

At that time, Wen Sheng's work on the dance competition and talent show had already ended, the studio's spring courses were basically over, and the summer courses hadn't officially started yet, so it was a small transition period.However, temperature rise does not seem to be idle.

"Not here?" Pu Zhen took off his peaked cap, slightly surprised in his eyes.

It has completely entered the summer, and Pu Zhen came all the way from the company to Wen Sheng's studio, sweating a little, and the bangs on his forehead were also wet into wisps, pressed against his forehead by the hat, just looking at it It looks a little hot.

"He said he had something to go home, but he didn't say anything specific..." gggghost stopped abruptly in the middle of his words.

When Wen Sheng talked to him, there was nothing unusual on his face, and gggghost didn't suspect him, and didn't take this matter to heart.But just now, he was so blessed that he vaguely thought of a certain possibility.

"Did he not tell you?" gggghost looked at Pu Zhen cautiously, wondering if the other party thought of something with him.

Pu Zhen was silent for a while, and asked him instead: "How long has he been gone?"

/ / /

At the same time, Wen Sheng and his parents were sitting in the living room at home, Wen Sheng rarely sat up straight, with his knees neatly together, like a child who has not yet become independent, looking obedient and well-behaved.

Just looking at this picture, no one would have thought that he had a closet with his parents a few minutes ago.

An abrupt, blunt, and unexpected coming out of the closet.

It's not that Wen Sheng can't learn to be tactful, it's just that the old Wen family believes in the principle of speaking straight from top to bottom.Reservation and euphemism are social etiquettes that have to be done in order to consider the face of both parties, and are aimed at "outsiders".For his own people, Wen's father and Wen's mother don't think there is any need for such politeness.

Such a principle of doing things may not be 100% correct, but it did exert a subtle influence on Wen Sheng's character formation.When dealing with the previous relationship with their family members, Wen Sheng and Pu Zhen almost showed two completely different extremes: one said nothing, and the other had nothing to say.

Even so, Wen Sheng hesitated for a while before speaking.

For most families, coming out of the closet is not a trivial matter that can be done with a single notification.There are several same-sex couples around Wen Sheng, and some of them have not yet reached an agreement with their families. Every time they mention their families, they inevitably feel sad.

Wen Sheng didn't care much about whether he was single or whether he had offspring, but his parents' environment and concepts were there. If he couldn't accept it, Wen Sheng didn't think he couldn't understand it.But whether they accept it or not, as parents, they should first have the right to know.

So Wen Sheng went home and told his parents face to face, Mom and Dad, I have found a boyfriend.

It has not yet entered the hottest two months, and the heat is not without the turbulent momentum that rushes towards the face, but it is still sticking to the body with a little stickiness.The smart fan in the living room was bought by Wen Sheng for the family last year, and it works just fine now, but because Wen Sheng said it would come in advance, Wen’s father and mother turned on the air conditioner today.

Friends of Wen’s father and Wen’s mother brought red bayberries from Lin Province, and they also bought peaches and watermelons themselves, but when Wen Sheng opened his mouth, they suddenly couldn’t remember anything, their brains went blank for a while, and then they swallowed slowly. Gulp down.

"Boy friend?"

Looking up at Wen Sheng again, his son looked straight at them without avoiding it.

"Yes, boyfriend."

Mother Wen suddenly woke up.

Father Wen looked at Wen Sheng, and then at his wife. When he said the words, he imagined that they were much calmer.

"Sit first, sit down and talk slowly."

/ / /

The family sat down, and the first question Wen's mother asked was "Is it Miaomiao, Yaoyao or Youyou?"

Wen Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head frantically at random: "It's not them!"

"It's not them, it's Xiao Zhen, the one you saw last time." Wen Sheng quickly clarified, "Mom, why do you have such a terrible idea?"

"I don't think so, that's why I asked you." Mother Wen rolled her eyes with some disgust: "It's their words, so they wouldn't tell us now.

Wen Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, and after relaxing, a different kind of emotion suddenly spread densely in his heart.

There were no heart-piercing quarrels, no aggressive questioning, and even that white eye was a familiar formula.

Seeing that Mother Wen's focus was shifting, Father Wen sighed silently in his heart, and said to Wen Sheng, "Tell us about what kind of person he is."

Wen Sheng was originally sitting upright, but when he heard this question, he stood up with a fierceness no less than that of a carp: "Dad, if you want to ask me this, I will have something to talk about."

Father Wen: "...you tell me well!"

It is normal for Wen Sheng to receive blows from his parents one after another.He didn't dare to challenge the authority of the parents anymore, so he calmed down and thought about this issue seriously.

Pu Zhen is naturally good everywhere, but he also has to think about how to say it, so that his parents can also understand his goodness, instead of thinking that he is a smart/insect.

"He's a dancer like me, but has a job."

"Tall, thin, good-looking, smaller than me."

"Introverted, not very talkative, but very stable and reliable in doing things."

"Not very good at taking care of myself, but good at taking care of me."

"It's very accommodating to me, and you won't be angry with me no matter what."

While listening, Mother Wen quietly observed Wen Sheng's expression.

His eyes were shining brightly, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved into an inconspicuous arc.He spoke so smoothly that it almost made one wonder if he had rehearsed beforehand.There was a slight and secret pride in the tone, it seemed that it was not impossible to insist on showing off.

Mother Wen clearly remembered that a long time ago, when Wen Sheng and his studio were renovated, and Wen Sheng took them to visit for the first time, he also had the same demeanor.

"Love me very much."

If the rising temperature ahead is like warm sunlight melting the ice silently, then the last sentence is a sharp weapon, forcibly cutting a crack in the thick and solid ice.Father Wen's always flat face finally showed a hint of emotion.

Wen Sheng didn't know how this sentence touched his parents, only to see that the two looked at each other at the same time in a tacit understanding.Before he understood the meaning, they had already withdrawn their gazes as if nothing had happened, and looked at Wen Sheng again.

"Understood." Wen Sheng thought that his parents would ask some more questions like "Why do you think he loves you so much", but they didn't.

"So what about you?" Father Wen asked again.

So what about him.

Wen Sheng also asked himself in his heart.

Love is illusory and unpredictable.It cannot be quantified, so it cannot be compared.He can say that he loves Pu Zhen, but he can't say that he loves Pu Zhen more or the same as Pu Zhen loves him.Empty words are not convincing, and he is unwilling to make such meaningless comparisons easily.

Comparison is only meaningful when there is a need to distinguish between superiors and inferiors, such as disputes or quarrels. Wen Sheng does not need comparisons, but he needs to let his parents feel his heart.

He thought about a lot of arguments, but rejected them one by one, feeling that no matter what the expression was, it was not enough.

Just like when Pu Zhen was introduced just now, he said a lot in one breath, but he still felt that he hadn't said anything.

Wen Sheng crossed his fingers and put them on his chin, but didn't answer Father Wen's question right away.Father Wen didn't urge him either, but just looked at his son patiently.Maybe he was thinking, maybe he was remembering, the silent appearance made them feel a little strange.

A few minutes later, Wen Sheng put away his hands and said to Father Wen, "I regret that I didn't get to know him earlier, so I don't want to miss the future."

After a long silence, Mother Wen nodded slightly: "Is there any more?"

Wen Sheng was caught off guard: "...Huh?"

Mother Wen repeated again: "Is there anything else to say?"

Wen Sheng stumbled: "It's gone... Maybe."

Mother Wen rolled her eyes in disgust again: "Isn't it a set of words when you talk about others? How did you end up in such a short sentence?"

It was only then that Wen Sheng came to his senses, and retorted reflexively: "What's the matter, Mom, if you want to listen, I can tell you for three hours without taking a breath."

"Who wants to listen to you for three hours, am I free?" Mother Wen waved her hands, subconsciously trying to roll her eyes, but she held back.

What Wen's mother said was what, Wen Sheng nodded again and again: "Not free, your time is very precious as an old man. Then you have listened to the previous part, how about some guidance?"

"When did you see your mother give you any guidance?" Father Wen finally couldn't bear to watch his son scold him, and stopped Wen Sheng before Mother Wen could speak.

"Wen Sheng," Father Wen called his name by name and surname: "I don't know if we told you before that your mother was very mentally ill when she was pregnant with you, and she couldn't sleep all day long. will wake up."

Wen Sheng had never heard of this before, and when he heard this, he restrained his smile.

"Your mother told me at the time that she had never been a mother, and she was afraid of making mistakes. I said who didn't come from being a parent for the first time, and people will always make mistakes. She said that was different. If you fail in your career, you can start over again. Come, but the harm done to the child cannot be repaired."

"When you graduated from university, you would tell us that you wanted to take dancing as your career. I asked you what to do if this path fails, and you said that you would bear all the consequences of your choice. But it is not true, even if you Saying that you can take full responsibility, we will still worry about you, the bond between parents and children cannot be broken."

"But you still agreed." Wen Sheng said softly.

"Yes, and you have persevered, and you are doing well so far." Wen's father and Wen's mother looked at each other with smiles in their eyes: "This also shows that your mother and I made the right choice."

"We are both parents for the first time. We have no experience, and we have been groping along the way. But looking back now, I think your mother and I have succeeded. Our family is very lucky, and we found the right one without much friction. The way we get along, so this time we won't care about you, as long as you make your own decision."

"We didn't interfere with your decision when you were 18. Now that you are over 30, it is even more impossible for us to tell you what to do." Mother Wen took the words and said: "Actually, I am not very surprised today... nor is it No surprise, just a faint premonition before."

Wen Sheng continued with a hippie smile: "Mother and child are connected."

Mother Wen was interrupted, but she didn't deny it.

"When Zhenzhen's parents said it..."

"His family already knows about it," Wen Sheng said. "I had an accident last time...the last time I met his mother. Their family should know about it."

Surprise flashed in Father Wen's eyes, and then he nodded: "Then find a time for the two families to have a meal together."

"Even if you can't get married like this, the two parents should meet."

The parents were so reasonable that Wen Sheng wanted to show his loyalty by nodding like a crazy chicken pecking at rice: "Of course."

What Wen Sheng didn't know was that they had discussed this matter more than once, and even speculated that Wen Sheng might not like women because he was single for so many years.Whether Wen Sheng likes men or women, or plans to remain single, they are all mentally prepared.Therefore, when Wen Sheng mentioned Pu Zhen to them, rather than being shocked, they felt more relieved.

"What's your plan for dinner today? Do you want to stay at home? Would you like Coke and chicken wings?" Mother Wen asked him.

Before Wen Sheng could speak, the phone vibrated in his pocket.The hum is particularly noticeable in the living room, with a hint of urgency.

After Wen Sheng picked it up, his complexion changed one after another, he hummed a few times, and then stood up abruptly: "Are you downstairs?"

The person on the other side didn't know what he said, but was interrupted by Wen Sheng quickly: "What can I do, I'm coming down now."

After Wen Sheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone involuntarily.Without waiting for Wen's father and mother to ask, he took the initiative to say: "Pu Zhen is downstairs now, I will bring him up to sit."

/ / /

In less than 10 minutes, Wen Sheng went and returned, and there were more people around him.

Mother Wen had met Pu Zhen before, but Father Wen saw him for the first time.As Wen Sheng described, the young man was tall and thin, with a good-looking appearance that would make people's eyes shine.The clothes are very homely and clean, and the broken hair on the forehead is neatly arranged, looking very comfortable.

Leaving aside other factors, just from the perspective of an ordinary elder, Pu Zhen is the kind of person who can gain favorability based on his appearance.

The young man came so suddenly that he only had time to buy a fruit basket, but at least he didn't have empty hands, and he was considerate in terms of etiquette and intention.

"Uncle and aunt, hello, I'm Pu Zhen."

Father Wen glanced at Mother Wen. Based on his decades of understanding of his wife, it is not an exaggeration to call this expression elated.

"Why do you call it such a birth, you can also call it parents."

As soon as Wen Sheng opened his mouth, the warm spring breeze in Wen's mother's eyes suddenly turned cloudy.

"You are the only one who can talk." Mother Wen didn't give Wen Sheng any face. After staring at him, she looked at Pu Zhen again, and her face changed faster than turning the pages of a book: "Really, don't stand at the door stupidly, outside. hot."

Sliced ​​watermelons, sliced ​​peaches and washed red bayberries are neatly placed on the tea table.Mother Wen asked Pu Zhen and Wen Sheng to sit down, and they handed over a small trash can.

"When Wen Sheng was at home just now, I forgot to take it out. Eat some fruit to quench your thirst first, and I will pour water for you later."

Temperature rise:......

Wen Sheng pointed at the fruit and then at himself.

"Dad, Mom," Wen Sheng looked at the two with suspicion.

"Am I really your own?"