Sensory Hunting ABO

"It's the same performance, singing and acting, what's the difference?"

Luo Xichuan was overwhelmed by this question.Not that there are no differences, but just that there are too many differences.It is precisely because there are so many differences that Luo Xichuan feels extremely aggrieved by being asked this question, not to mention that the person who asked this question is still Yan Yi.

"Yes, there are many," Luo Xichuan said sadly, "acting is to experience the life of the characters in the play. When I sing, what I sing is my own creation, and what I sing is my own attitude."

"What you said is just what you think."

Yan Yi was already impatient.Luo Xichuan seldom contradicts, but this time Luo Xichuan contradicted Yan Yi especially.

But Luo Xichuan has never been someone who can be easily persuaded, otherwise it would not be possible to fight Yan Yi for so many years.Luo Xichuan has always decided on something, and will walk all the way to Hei without distraction.Like Yan Yi and being a singer are both things he has been obsessed with for so many years. The collision of the two made Luo Xichuan lose his sense of proportion.

"My parents both like music. When I was young, I listened to my father playing the guitar and my mother singing. At that time, I could remember the melody after listening to it several times, and I would sing along with my mother. They praised me for singing well and said, When Xichuan grows up, he will definitely be a singer..." Luo Xichuan rarely mentioned his parents to others when he was an adult, and his eyes became hot when he mentioned them, "Why can't you understand? You...you can understand..."

Yan Yi looked at him, "What can I understand?"

Luo Xichuan, who was out of control, ignored Yan Yi's abnormality.The mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building, but Luo Xichuan failed to catch the wind of the report.

After all, at this moment, Luo Xichuan was about to be tormented madly by mixed emotions.He thought of Shen Man's smile, and how Yan Yi and her back on the balcony were so talented and beautiful, a perfect match.He was jealous and wronged.

"Don't you look for Uncle Yan Yao's shadow from other people because you miss Uncle Yan Yao so much? Sister Shen Man sometimes laughs and looks a lot like him..."

"parking."

"...Mr. Yan, do you want to stop here?"

After a while, the driver carefully confirmed.

Yan Yi emphasized his tone, "Stop the car."

The car stopped on the road with no village in front and no shop behind.

"get off."

Luo Xichuan's eyes were red.

"Luo Xichuan, get out of the car."

His hands were still trembling when he opened the door.

The taillights of the car flickered a few times, and the light was particularly dazzling in the darkness.Luo Xichuan watched the car drive away, and finally turned into a tiny spot of light in the vast night, until it disappeared from sight.

Looking around, there is only a closed hypermarket on the right.It was still on the outskirts of the city. At this point in time, there were no pedestrians on the road.

Luo Xichuan fumbled for his pocket, but when it was empty, he remembered that he had left his phone in the car.

The coolness of the early autumn night made Luo Xichuan gather up his coat.He continued walking along the road.

This is the second time Yan Yi has lost his temper.

The first time was many years ago, when Luo Xichuan was only in his teens.That day, he passed by Yan Yi's room and found that the door was not closed.Luo Xichuan sharply saw a guitar in the room, which reminded him of his father.Missing made him sneak in quietly, hugging the guitar and playing the tunes his father often played.So immersed in it that I didn't hear footsteps.At that time, Yan Yi was only 20 years old, and he couldn't take it as a common practice to hide his emotions like now.Yan Yi told him to get out.

Luo Xichuan didn't feel any resentment.He really shouldn't have entered Yan Yi's room and used his things casually.

Just like him today, he shouldn't be ignorant of good and evil.The family dinner where seniors from the film and television industry gathered together was an extremely rare opportunity. Yan Yi won it for him, but he wasted it.Even when others have nothing to film, they say not to film.It's because he's too capricious.

Even so, Luo Xichuan still felt something was wrong.Thinking back now, Yan Yi never had much interest in music, so why would he cherish a guitar so much?

And why after the accident at the concert, he was so undeniably arranged to film?

Can't figure it out.

Walking and walking, I don't know how long I walked, my body began to feel cold.He heard the sound of a car driving behind him, so he looked back, and the car stopped beside him.

The window was lowered, and the driver asked, "Are you Mr. Luo Xichuan?"

"I'm."

"Get in the car. A Mr. Li arranged for me to pick you up."

Mr. Lee?It should be Yan Yi's Secretary Li.

After getting in the car, Luo Xichuan fell asleep due to fatigue. He was not woken up by the driver until he reached his destination.

In the following week, Yan Yi was on a business trip, which was told by Secretary Li to Luo Xichuan.There is a cook who cooks for Luo Xichuan every day, and the three meals are balanced in nutrition.The next day, hourly workers will come to clean up, and the wooden floor will be cleaned until it shines.Yan Yi's mother just came back from vacation, brought back a lot of weird handicrafts from the small island, and had dinner with Luo Xichuan.

Luo Xichuan was still the carefree Luo Xichuan who had no worries.Yan Yi didn't want to pay attention to him, and he didn't try to make trouble.Eat well and sleep soundly.

The audition notice was still told to him by his agent.It's an urban workplace drama, and the role he tried was still the pleasing second male lead.

The audition went well, and Luo Xichuan could feel that the director team was very satisfied with him.The screenwriter was also there, and told Luo Xichuan that he wanted his autograph for his daughter.Luo Xichuan signed the signature very readily, flamboyantly.

The turning point comes the moment he is about to leave the room.At the moment when he touched the doorknob, the belated rebellion prompted him to turn back and stand in front of the director team again.

"After reading the script, I have ideas for the soundtrack. Can we talk about the music?"

Usually the production of the soundtrack is carried out after the shooting is over, but since there is a character in the play who is a resident singer in a bar, it is necessary to tailor several soundtracks for the character in advance.Luo Xichuan offered to do a demo first to see if it meets the director's requirements, and then decide whether to use him or not.After staying up all night for a few days, Luo Xichuan sent the demo over, and then fell asleep in front of the computer for a good night's sleep.

When I woke up, I replied that I was very satisfied, and there were still some details that needed to be revised and discussed.

When Yan Yi on the other side of the ocean found out about this matter, it was already after the dust settled.