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"Have you set off yet?"

Shen Ge received such a message while waiting for the meal.

He looked at the time, and replied after deliberation: "Mr. Ling, hello, my current location is not far from you, and I will arrive on time."

"Can you bring me a meal on the way here?"

Such a rash and impolite question made Shen Ge laugh involuntarily, and he responded more casually.

"What to eat?"

"Anything is fine, just don't be too greasy."

Shen Ge glanced at the menu of this restaurant, the dishes are very simple, "Is the lamb scorpion okay?"

"what is that?"

Shen Ge took pictures of the menu and sent them to Ling Jiale.

"Is it spicy? I can't eat spicy food."

Shen Ge thought about the surrounding restaurants, "Porridge?" He guessed that a white and clean person like Ling Jiale might usually eat lightly.

"I kind of want to eat meat."

"Barbecue?"

"The barbecue is so mushy."

Shen Ge took a deep breath, "Fried vegetables? Meat?"

Before Ling Jiale could reply, the meal he was waiting for was delivered, and Shen Ge picked up the bag and ran out of the restaurant.

While waiting for the red light, he glanced at his phone. There were new orders, food reminders, and messages from Ling Jiale:

"What kind of stir-fry?"

"Do you think it's troublesome...or you can come here as convenient as you like, as long as it's not greasy or spicy."

"It's better to have meat, okay?"

The lights have changed.

Shen Ge kicked his feet and drove out with the flow of people, the corners of his mouth curled up a little.

With one hand on the handlebar, he raised his phone to his mouth: "Okay."

Shen Ge brought Ling Jiale half a serving of Cantonese-style crispy duck and a serving of steamed dumplings.

"Your community is too difficult to enter." Because of his suit, the security guard did not believe that he was looking for someone, and he couldn't talk to Ling Jiale, so Ling Jiale had to go downstairs to pick him up. .

Ling Jiale drove over, and furtively rolled down the window: "Put your car in the trunk, quick!"

He drove a black Cayenne with a lot of space, but Shen Ge still couldn't close the trunk lid after putting the electric car in.

"Forget it, forget it! Let's go!" Ling Jiale urged him vigorously, as if someone was chasing him.

After such a toss, the crispy skin of the crispy duck was no longer crispy, but Ling Jiale didn't dislike it at all.Contrary to the pickiness he showed when he sent the message, he picked up the disposable chopsticks that came with the takeaway and ate with relish.

Shen Ge's eyes moved from his healed nails to the raw cucumber on the dining table that was only half left, and then looked at Ling Jiale's house calmly.

It’s just a dining room, and it’s about the same size as his living room; when he walked through the community, he felt extraordinary, and Ling Jiale even pointed him out to a passer-by, saying that he was also a star, but unfortunately he still didn’t know him; entered the basement It was even more eye-opening, they were all luxury cars that had only been seen in photos, and Ling Jiale's Cayenne was fairly low-key.

"Crispy duck isn't greasy, is it?" he asked.

Ling Jiale's mouth was bulging, and she shook her head quickly, unable to utter a word, and only faltered, which sounded like "not oily" or "delicious".

Seeing that his cheeks were swollen like a hamster, Shen Ge was afraid that he would choke, so he said, "Shall I pour you a glass of water?"

Ling Jiale chewed for a while, swallowed the food in his mouth forcefully, and stood up, "What are you drinking? Tea? Juice?"

Shen Ge couldn't help laughing, "Water is fine, thank you."

Ling Jiale wiped the oil from his mouth with a paper towel, glanced at him a little embarrassedly, and ran to the kitchen with his slippers on.

Shen Ge looked at his hurried back and couldn't help laughing again.

Half of the crispy-skinned duck and one steamed dumpling almost all went into Ling Jiale's belly, only the last few pieces with thicker skin remained. He thought it was oily and didn't want to eat it.

Shen Ge didn't want to waste, so he asked Ling Jiale to bring him a pair of chopsticks, ready to eat the few pieces of meat.

Ling Jiale rolled his eyes half a circle, stood up, and stayed in the kitchen for a long time before coming out, the chopsticks he brought were still stained with water.

Shen Ge probably guessed what kind of living habits he had, but he couldn't guess just by looking at his clean face and exquisite hairstyle.

Eat and drink enough, it's time to talk about business.

Ling Jiale took him to the living room, the two sat on the sofa, and the audition script that neither of them wanted to read was thrown on the coffee table.

Shen Ge didn't play tricks with him, and said bluntly: "I don't know what Director Wang thinks, he didn't tell me anything, he just said that he hoped the two of us would play each other again and show him what we are going to do. Didn't say anything."

Ling Jiale shook his head in a daze, "He didn't say anything to my manager, he just made an appointment with the time and place."

The location of the audition was changed this time, not in a hotel, but in Wang Xu's company.

Ling Jiale was embarrassed to look at Shen Ge, and actually stared at his collar when talking to him, "Did Wang Xu tell you personally? Do you want 'us two' to confront each other again?"

Shen Ge picked up the cup from the tea table and took a sip of water, "Yes. I confronted someone else later, and Director Wang told me after the end." He put down the cup and looked at Ling Jiale again, "To be honest, I I didn't expect you to be willing to act."

Ling Jiale rolled his eyes and picked up the cup to drink water.

"I didn't say I was willing to act, and it's up to me to talk about it... Well, I haven't thought it through yet... You just said that you had a confrontation with someone else later?"

Shen Ge nodded.

"With whom? How? Tell me about it!" Ling Jiale suddenly recovered.

Shen Ge cleared his throat, "Do you know Min Huaian?"

"Who?!" Ling Jiayue almost broke his voice at a high pitch, and coughed twice as if to cover up.

Shen Ge looked at him amusedly, "Min Huaian is also a star, isn't he?"

Ling Jiale looked at him in shock, that's not just a star, he's a big name!

Min Huai'an got his start in Wang Xu's films, and has been active on the big screen ever since. He has won many important awards and is quite well-known internationally.If they attend any event together, with Min Huai'an around, Ling Jiale, a trafficker like Ling Jiale, will have to step aside.

"What play are you guys doing right?! Is that the same one?" He pointed to the audition script on the coffee table.

Shen Ge glanced over there, then raised his chin: "I followed the contents completely."

He expressed this meaning euphemistically: Min Huai'an acted better than Ling Jiale, all the lines were spoken, and the performance was very complete, and he could let go.

This is what he has been wondering for the past few days. Min Huai'an performed much better than Ling Jiale, and Wang Xu also made it clear at the time that he was very dissatisfied with Ling Jiale. Why did he ask him to come back and try again?

But Ling Jiale remembered Min Huai'an's rather "advanced" appearance, and blurted out: "You are so blessed!"

Shen Ge choked, and didn't know how to deal with his words, so he shook his head dumbfoundedly, and couldn't help teasing him: "How can I be blessed?"

Now it was Ling Jiale's turn to be at a loss for words, and asked tentatively, "Are you gay?"

There was always a faint smile on Shen Ge's face, and he was not at all disgusted by this rashness.

He frankly nodded and admitted: "Yes. And I see that Director Wang is the same."

Ling Jiale always reacted greatly to this kind of gossip, and asked with wide eyes: "Are you sure? Oh yes! You have that kind of radar!"

Shen Ge smiled and nodded, "Yes, we have radar, we can see it. So I have an idea."

"I've watched all the films that Director Wang has made, all of which are commercial films, all of which are themes that the public likes. It can be said that he made whatever themes were popular back then, and all of them made money. And now... "Sweat Through Clothes" ,totally different."

"But even those films, he doesn't completely cater to the market. His commercial films also have his own ideas and artistry—"

Seeing Ling Jiale's surprised expression, Shen Ge explained: "This is not what I said, but what I summarized from netizens and film critics."

"Oh... you continue."

"Although I only met him three times and didn't have much contact with him, I can feel that he is a person with high self-demand, so he suddenly changed to film this time... I think this is either as the media speculated, or Simply want to be the first person to eat crabs, or pursue excitement, mid-life crisis, etc. I don’t think his pursuit is so superficial.”

"Later, I went to look for the short films he made when he first tried to be a director, and I also found the scripts he wrote when he was studying screenwriting but were not made. In these early works of his that have not been circulated, I found a commonality , but everything ended in tragedy, which was very different from the Lunar New Year films he made later."

"And those tragedies are almost all in the same direction, rising first and then falling. How happy the front is, and how sad the back will be."

"Especially in a script he wrote during his postgraduate period, the protagonists are two lesbians, and their identities are college students—note here, both of them are college students."

"Although I don't understand these artistic creations, I think he is a homosexual—you must know that Wang Xu was born in the 70s, and he was only in the 90s when he was in college. At that time, the society's views on homosexuality were not what they are now. Openness, he himself must have had a deep understanding—so I think the depression shown in his works is actually his own personal experience at that time.”

"Let's go back to the lesbian-themed script. That script was written when he was a graduate student—you should know that Wang Xu switched to screenwriting when he was a graduate student. He had been studying art before..." Shen Ge frowned, "Ling Teacher, did you listen to me?"

Ling Jia Leru woke up and dozed off in class, "Yes, yes, you continue."

Shen Ge glanced at him suspiciously, "Mr. Ling, how much do you know about Wang Xu? It's hard to find information about him before he became a director. works. You are from the industry, so you should know more than me, right?"

"I..." Ling Jiale's facial features were tangled up in distress, "I don't know...Wang Xu is famous, and everyone knows that he is a great director. But he made movies, and I made TV dramas. There is a dimensional wall between movies, do you understand?" He raised his hand and gestured, "The dimensional wall, well water does not violate river water."

"Then you didn't inquire about Wang Xu before you went to the audition? You should have a lot of contacts around you, right? It's easy to inquire about something."

Ling Jiale shook her head reservedly.

Shen Ge asked from a different angle: "Mr. Ling, have you seen Wang Xu's movie?"

Still shaking his head.

Shen Ge was speechless.After getting in touch with Ling Jiale, he seemed to be speechless all the time, but he couldn't help laughing, "Mr. Ling, you dare to audition without seeing Wang Xu's movie? Did you read the audition script before going?"

"Of course I read the script!" Ling Jiale glanced at the culprit on the table with some displeasure, "Do I have a choice? I have a contract and I have to go if I don't want to. Hey, why did you start calling me Teacher Ling? Have you forgotten how to pronounce my name again?"

Shen Ge looked at him amusedly: "Don't worry, my brain is still working, and I don't forget things so easily, Ling Jiale."