The Guide to the Tear-offs in the Online Supporting Circle Part 2: Peak Acting Skills

Many years later, when Rong Chuan's voice and appearance have become the most precious album in the memory album, one of the most vivid silhouettes in Xie Zhengyan's memory is the first sentence he formally said to himself.

On that summer evening when the sunset was blushing, in a cheap express hotel in the center of Xi'an, he walked up to him slowly, his smile was like a white and light wing, and it fanned tiny ripples in the surrounding air.

"This ambush was well fought, and the enemy was finally captured alive."

The blood in Xie Zhengyan's body surged upwards, hitting his skin like a stormy wave hitting the shore, as if several wells were about to be drilled on his face, he was stunned for a while, and heard a familiar voice floating in the air.

"You...are you Qian Fan or Rong Chuan?"

His spirit and body were separated, and he couldn't feel the tremor in his throat. When the voice fell, he realized that it was himself speaking.

Rong Chuan seemed to have foreseen his reaction, not surprised at all, and asked slyly: "What do you think?"

The answer is like a commodity that requires courage to buy and is placed in the thinking container at a clear price, but Xie Zhengyan can't afford it. Just talking to Rong Chuan will overdraw all the payment. Looking at the rapidly fading sky outside, I really want to let them take me away together.

With his identity exposed, Rong Chuan probably didn't plan to play pantomime with him anymore, and stretched out his hand when he was stunned, with the palm reaching directly to his forehead.

"I don't have a fever anymore. It seems that the medicine of the Japanese devils still has some effect."

His palms were warm and soft, and his fingertips revealed a trace of coolness, but the moment his skin touched, Xie Zhengyan's head exploded like a firecracker on fire, and the fragments fell all over the ground. When the dust settled , Rong Chuan has already walked out of the hotel gate by the arm.

"Don't be dazed in public, others will laugh at you."

The hot wind was blowing outside, and countless cicadas howled wildly, the huge sound wave woke Xie Zhengyan suddenly, the street lamps were turned on at this moment, and he saw the fluorescent yellow light hanging down on Rong Chuan like a veil, and felt a little nervous. In a trance in the dream, I hurriedly lowered my head to stare at the black shadow on the surface. Only the deep color can prove the reality of the scene.

"Why are you staring at the ground? Lost something?"

Rong Chuan leaned slightly, tilted his head to catch his gaze, and confirmed that it was Qian Fan's voice, Xie Zhengyan shook his shoulders like a needle prick, and his fleeing gaze hit the opponent's eyes impartially.

"You are Qianfan."

"Yes."

"But, you are also Rong Chuan."

"Yes."

His appearance must be extremely stupid, Rong Chuan couldn't help raising his right hand and shaking it in front of him, trying to relax his stagnant expression.

"I admit that this incident has a certain impact, but your reaction is too exaggerated. You are so scared that I look like the great liar of the century."

Xie Zhengyan had mixed feelings in his heart, wanted to cry and escape, his language function degraded into a dry tube of toothpaste, he squeezed hard for a long time before he could squeeze out an empty reply: "How could this be..."

Maybe he felt that the fright he suffered could no longer be appeased by gags, Rong Chuan changed his attitude, removed the jokes and replaced them with seriousness, and the gentle tone remained unchanged.

"Okay, don't get entangled for now. You haven't eaten yet, have you? I just haven't eaten either. Let's find a place to eat and talk, let's go."

He patted Xie Zhengyan on the shoulder lightly, indicating to follow, took two steps and turned around seeing him standing still, smiling, then came back and hooked his shoulder, half urging and half coaxing him forward.

Dazed, Xie Zhengyan followed him to the street more than ten meters away, and got into a black Volvo off-road vehicle under his guidance. Deep Mercedes.On the way, Rong Chuan seemed to have spoken to him, but he didn’t seem to. His mind is a sealed jar, and no external force can penetrate it. When the jar is slightly opened and the brain is barely able to process external information, they are already sitting. In the box of a high-end Cantonese restaurant, the tables are also successively served with porridge and water dishes, mainly vegetables and fruits, and the style is very delicate.

"You're still sick and your stomach is weak. Let's eat something light for today's meal, and I'll take you to eat local specialties in the next few days."

While talking, Rong Chuan served him a bowl of fish maw soup, asking him to drink the soup to wake up his stomach before meals.

If it was Qian Fan's warm hospitality, Xie Zhengyan would definitely accept it calmly, at most he would blame him for wasting money, and insist on please come back next time.Changing to Rong Chuan, the situation is completely different. I can fantasize about being popular and winning big prizes, but I dare not fantasize about getting close to the male god, because the probability of this fantasy happening in reality is zero, just like immortality and immortality. actual.

However, at this moment, the anecdote of the Arabian Nights is actually going on. The gods in the sky not only stepped into the mortal world and bowed down to meet each other, but also took the place of Qian Fan's identity in a bizarre way, quickly shortening the distance between them by several light-years. Xie Zhengyan thought of the old stalk of "resurrecting the soul with a dead body" in an idiotic way, and directly regarded himself as the protagonist of "Liao Zhai", trying to interpret this situation from the perspective of idealism.

"Wait, I still haven't figured it out, are you Qian Fan or Rong Chuan?"

Hearing his stupid question, Rong Chuan let out a snort, and pushed the Rouge Roast Goose that had just been served to him.

"Didn't I just say it, both of them."

Xie Zhengyan stared wide-eyed: "Then tell me, when did you know me?"

Rong Chuan thought for a while and answered: "Two-dimensional words should be counted from the time I kicked you out of the chat room three years ago. Three-dimensional is when you came to our company to participate in the advertising bidding meeting last year."

"You collaborated with me on "The Lie" and often chatted with me. You were the one who called me just now to say that you would send me medicine?"

"That's right, I'm Qianfan."

"Then what about the person I met in Jinmao Tower? Is it you too?"

"Yes, I was Rong Chuan at that time."

"Hey!"

Xie Zhengyan screamed bitterly and hugged his throbbing head and crawled down on the edge of the table. Rong Chuan laughed, patted his vest jokingly and told him to cheer up.Xie Zhengyan couldn't calm down so easily, he got up and grabbed the glass of ice water and poured it into his mouth, hoping to gain calmness in exchange.Seeing this, Rong Chuan couldn't help dissuading him: "Don't drink ice water if you have an upset stomach, be careful and feel pain again."

Xie Zhengyan recklessly drank the entire glass of water, took a heavy breath, turned his head and stared at the man beside him, he wanted to say too much, and it had gathered into a monstrous tide, but his mouth was like a miniature teapot, without enough channels Talking, thousands of words crowded his lips, forcing the corners of his mouth to twitch.Rong Chuan cooperated with him face to face, his non-aggressive and kind expression still made him flinch in fear, his eyes retreated, and his cheeks were flushed as soon as they fell on the other's slender and fair collarbone, and he murmured: "Why do you always Lied to me?"

Rong Chuan thought that this question had been filed long ago, and he was relaxed and humorous: "I don't want to cheat maliciously, it's just for fun."

"Fun?"

"Because your reaction is very interesting. Sometimes you are dumbfounded, and sometimes you blow your hair. I think it's cute, so I can't help but want to tease you."

"...This reason...is too selfish..."

Xie Zhengyan's vocal cords trembled a little, and he couldn't tell whether it was resentment or grievance, and the eye sockets began to itch and feel uncomfortable again. He was afraid that tears would come out to join in the fun, so he rubbed vigorously.

Rong Chuan gently grabbed his wrist, and stopped him softly: "If you mess up like this, your retina will detach. I knew you would be angry, so I avoided seeing you this time. It doesn't matter if you feel disillusioned now. You said that I have a lot of problems, Sanhao youth, do you remember?"

"...so pretentious, so smart, so funny."

"Hahaha, yes, that's the one."

Afraid of offending Xie Zhengyan, Rong Chuan suppressed his laughter in time, moved closer, looked at his drooping face and apologized: "In the beginning, I wanted to tell you when I found the right opportunity, but you have always been cute, Every time we meet, I don’t dare to raise my head like a little daughter-in-law, dare not open my mouth, and I will scare you even more if I fall off the horse at that time, so I didn’t say it for a long time.”

His explanation was full of apology and pity, but he pried open Xie Zhengyan's tear gate, and a string of heavy teardrops hit the table hard, splashing water everywhere. He couldn't help but scolded Rong Chuan in embarrassment at the stall where he handed out tissues: " Is it my fault to say so? You can just lie, why are you still playing tricks on me in the chat? Are you so happy to see me make a fool of myself? "

He also doesn't want to lose his temper, whoever taught those experiences is too shameful, if he overlays the memories of two or three dimensions, he will find that his feelings, thoughts and even delusions and obsessions have been stolen, and he lost his composure to Rong Chuan in reality, Then he described the nymphomaniac to him in detail on the Internet, and finally even directly expressed his impure love, like a lamb whose skin was pulled out, being looked at inside and out, it was almost shameless.

Rong Chuan held the smile on his lips, and defended innocently: "I didn't hide it deliberately, I hinted it several times when we were chatting, but unfortunately you didn't find it."

"What hint?"

"I asked you what would happen if Rong Chuan had a pipe-smoking voice like me, and you said it was impossible, and then I asked how you would feel if I looked the same as him, and you said it was impossible, you didn't say anything remembered?"

Of course, Xie Zhengyan can easily remember things that are not old, but if these jokes are defined as hints, he absolutely disagrees, not to mention his lack of brains. Let’s combine the information into one, so he immediately complained with tears: "What kind of hint is that, you are just teasing me!"

After all, Rong Chuan couldn't hide his smile, sniffled his nose, and apologized again: "Well, it's all my fault, so how do you want to punish me?"

When he said the last word, his upper body leaned forward slightly, Xie Zhengyan reflexively dodged backwards, and his center of gravity was placed on the ground in a flash, it was hard to guarantee that he would not fall on his back.

"Be careful."

Rong Chuan let out a low cry, and pulled his dangling body back onto the chair just in time, Xie Zhengyan was physically saved from making a fool of himself, but his psychological shame went up several times in a row, and he really became a rouge-colored roast goose.

"Why do you fall so easily? It seems that the cerebellum is not developed enough."

The man's teasing tone was exactly the same as what he usually heard. According to Xie Zhengyan's habit, he should immediately turn back, but when he saw that face, he couldn't coordinate his mentality. He couldn't help crying: "Why do you love to tease people so much..."

"I told you earlier that it was my hobby. If you are not convinced, you can come back."

Rong Chuan was grinning and talking nonsense. Seeing that he was downcast and silent for a long time, he leaned sideways on the edge of the table and put his left hand on the side of his head to discuss in a low voice: "We'll talk about things later, shall we eat now? I've been busy for a long time. All day long, I’m almost hungry right now, or are you going to punish me to starve? If so, then I don’t need to eat.”

Xie Zhengyan hurriedly raised his head to deny: "I didn't."

It's too late to see through that this is the opponent's trick.Rong Chuan happily handed the chopsticks to him, picked up two more plates of dim sum and recommended him to try it first, he used to act like a dignified and reserved nobleman when meeting him, but today he seemed kind and homely, which made Xie Zhengyan have a wonderful sense of time travel , just like the incarnation of the cheating little shou in Mary Su's silly drama, and luckily met the peerless little gong that fell from the sky.

Ai!What time is it and you are still messing around here, and you will really kill yourself if you think about it!

He secretly grabbed his thigh and gave it a hard pinch. Seeing Rong Chuan's smiling face glowing, he couldn't bear to disobey him, so he slowly ate a small bowl of fish porridge and a crab roe bun.His digestive function has not yet recovered, and his stomach was stimulated by the ice water, and he could not accept the cold seafood, and it was returned by the original food not long after he swallowed it.Seeing him rushing out of the box holding his throat, Rong Chuan quickly chased after him, only to see that the person who was not familiar with the terrain was squatting at the corner of the corridor and vomited, creating an extremely discordant and messy scene in the magnificent space.

"Why are you vomiting again?"

Rong Chuan quickly stepped forward to help him, but Xie Zhengyan scrambled and scrambled to avoid him, sticking to the corner of the wall, for fear of getting him dirty.

"Excuse me... Excuse me, the bathroom..."

"Over there, I will lead you there."

The second time he tried to help but was rejected, Xie Zhengyan fled into the bathroom at the end of the corridor, climbed in front of the sink and rinsed with clean water a dozen times, but he could still smell the faint sour smell. Looking down, it turned out that A lot of vomit was stained on the clothes and pants, the yellow and green ones were very disgusting.

What should I do? Why do embarrassing things happen every time I meet Rong Chuan? Could it be that my horoscope is too weak to be with noble people?

He pushed the door in embarrassment and went out. Rong Chuan was waiting not far away. He couldn't hide, so he could only greet him shyly, and asked with a guilty conscience: "That... I want to go back first..."

Rong Chuan watched his expression worriedly, nodded: "Okay, I'll take you back to the hotel right away."

"Don't worry about me, you haven't finished your meal yet."

"It's okay, it's the same to eat later, let's go."

He led Xie Zhengyan downstairs, just in time to meet the female head waiter of the restaurant, and greeted her: "Xiao Shao, I have to leave first, keep the account, and pay it back next time."

The foreman smiled and said yes, and sent it all the way to the gate, saying goodbye delicately: "Young Master Rong, go slowly~"

The two walked to the entrance of the parking lot, Rong Chuan asked Xie Zhengyan to wait, and ran back to the restaurant to bring out a glass of warm water.

"I almost forgot that there is medicine in the car, you take it first, and if it doesn't work, go to the hospital to have a look."

After Xie Zhengyan finished taking the medicine, he took out a handkerchief and wet it with the mineral water in the car, and put it on his forehead, saying that it would make him more comfortable. .But soon he couldn't care less about being shy. His weak body was too sensitive, and he became dizzy when he was in the car. He turned pale, dizzy and nauseous when the car drove half a street away. Zhu Shang couldn't help retching, and then his legs and feet became weak, and he squatted on the ground in an ugly posture, curling up like a stray dog.

"No, I can't take the car anymore, you go first, I'll take a rest and walk back slowly by myself."

He really didn't want Rong Chuan to see this miserable appearance again, so he urged him to leave again and again, but Rong Chuan resolutely refused, saying, "It's more than ten kilometers away from that hotel, and you might not be able to arrive in the middle of the night in your current state." .”

"I, I'll take a taxi after I've had enough rest..."

"That's not okay, how can I leave you alone on the street, it's too shameful."

Rong Chuan turned around and fetched mineral water for him to rinse his mouth, then took the empty bottle and threw it into a nearby trash can. He had already made up his mind when he returned.

"It's not far from where I live, so go with me and take a rest first."

Xie Zhengyan was dumbfounded immediately, suspecting that he had really traveled to a fantasy world, close contact with the male god was not counted, and he was lucky enough to go sightseeing in Xianxiang, wondering if his life would be shortened after today.

"No, no, that will bother you."

"It's okay, I live alone, and I often invite friends over to play."

"...but your car..."

"You can park in the opposite community, leave it there first, and pick it up tomorrow."

Without saying a word, Rong Chuan parked the car, helped Xie Zhengyan up, saw that he was swaying, and simply took his arm and put it around his neck, then turned around and carried him on his back.

"You, what are you doing?!"

Xie Zhengyan's soul flew halfway out again, he didn't make a move, he didn't make a move, his body froze like a dead branch.

"It's still a few hundred meters to my house. It's faster to carry you on your back."

"But, but..."

"But what, you are not heavy, this weight is lighter than my sister."

"Do you have a sister?"

"Yeah, she's six years older than me, and she's a very fierce female devil. She always quarrels with me, and her mouth is poisonous."

"...With your eloquence, will you still lose to others?"

"Hey, I also want to be young and blue, but unfortunately Jiang is still too old."

"Your parents also have sharp mouths?"

"It seems to be, but they are all masters who cherish words like gold, and they pay attention to fatal blows, unlike our siblings who chatter."

"Then what about your uncle, Chairman Pan? Is he mean to you?"

"Not fierce, uncle has a very gentle temper, just like me."

"Tch, put gold on my face in a different way."

"Hahaha, dumb flute kid, you've finally returned to normal. I've been waiting for a long time just for this 'cut'. You keep this style of painting, and don't become a bitter and hated little daughter-in-law again."

Xie Zhengyan said "hmph" carefully, and leaned his head weakly on the back of Rong Chuan's neck, thinking that he was tired, Rong Chuan stopped asking him to talk, and strode forward along the street.Xie Zhengyan counted the beats of his breathing, and peeked over his shoulders. From this angle, he could faintly see his well-defined jawline, and his usual sandalwood scent was also more clearly smelled than before.

In the past 22 years, he has never had such close physical contact with other people. When he was a child, he often saw his father carrying his sick brother on his back for medical treatment, but he himself never enjoyed that kind of treatment. He lacked attention and had never experienced strong and hot emotions. The temperature from Rong Chuan's body at this moment was something completely unfamiliar, which made him deeply moved while being terrified.The heart is hitting the opponent's back violently through the chest cavity. He knows that Rong Chuan must be able to feel the obvious strength, but the subtle comfort covers the panic, as if a leaf has returned to the branch. This feeling of stability should be "depending on ".

The author has something to say:

A little angel who has been with me is not in good health, and I will add another chapter for Chuan Juju to warm her up~ I wish her a speedy recovery