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In the next hour, only two words remained in Ling Jiale's mind, "Secret, Secret", and he sang in his mind with ding-ding-dong-dong piano notes, "Secret~Secret~"

He didn't want to make things difficult for himself, so he stopped and ran to get his phone.Unexpectedly, Shen Ge was more impatient than him, and left him a message more than half an hour ago. It was a voice, with some joy and excitement: "Lele, look at the mezzanine of my suitcase!"

Ling Jiale secretly laughed at him for hiding things, pulled out his suitcase from the closet and opened it... He didn't know what the interlayer Shen Ge was talking about, he fumbled through several inner pockets, and took out a neatly bound book.

It's a script... a script!

Ling Jiale's gaze automatically skipped over the most conspicuous large characters on the cover, and saw Shen Ge's name printed at the bottom first, and moved his gaze forward——

Screenwriters: Wang Xu, Shen Ge

Director: Shen Ge

Ling Jiale's eyelids trembled, like a teenager who was surprised and couldn't believe it when he received a love letter from his sweetheart for the first time, he put the script in front of his mouth and nose to calm down, and then read the cover again - "Shen Ge".It was Shen Ge, he read it right!

Familiar font, familiar typesetting, title plus book title, no corresponding English name and producer.Another high-quality script that had been read countless times overlapped with the one in front of him, and Ling Jiale felt that the blood in his whole body was about to boil.

He stroked the cover lightly with his fingers, and read the line with the largest font twice softly: ""The Artist's Resurrection", "The Artist's Resurrection", artist, resurrection..."

He carefully turned to the first page, contemplated for a moment, and read in a low voice: "(In the darkness of the approaching dawn) Ensemble A (voice-over): 'Hey, do you want to be a star?' Fang Jue (the camera zooms in, Silhouette in the dark) (slowly and sleepily): 'Nonsense, who here doesn't want to be a star?' (The light from the flashlight shines over the faces of the extras who are sitting in the corner waiting for the show. The group performers woke up from their doze and made a mental appearance. The beam of the flashlight paused twice on the group performers' faces) Group head (voiceover): "You, you—" face) group head (voiceover): 'And you.'”

The cover of the script is in the Wang Xu style that Ling Jiale is familiar with, but the content inside is not. The scenes and demeanor are described in great detail, which is a good thing for Ling Jiale, as it can help him understand.

At the beginning, he automatically replaced the protagonist Fang Jue in Shen Ge's face, because this character is smart, tough, and serious in doing things.He wants to be an actor, but he suffers from a non-major background and has no connections, so he goes to work in the film and television city at five o'clock every morning, regardless of whether it is cold or hot. He cherishes every role, humbly asks for advice and learns. They all look very much like Shen Ge.

Until Ling Jiale saw the protagonist Fang Jue raised his right hand to an actor and deputy director: "I! Director! I have dancing skills!"

His heart skipped a beat, and he finally realized something vaguely.

This is a very good script, Ling Jiale evaluated it in his heart.He dared to say this not only because he saw Wang Xu's name among the screenwriters, but also because he was deeply attracted by this story.

He is a person who doesn't like to read. When he was in school, the world classics required by the teacher were basically unreadable. Later, he became impetuous, and the most read texts were entertainment and gossip. chicken soup.When filming "Sweat Through Clothes", even the script was read to him by Shen Ge.

Fortunately, Shen Ge has always encouraged him to read. He was very obedient and followed suit. He read a few books intermittently in the year when we broke up, and finished reading them from beginning to end. His patience improved and he was asked to open the first page of this script. After that, you can read it smoothly.

Once he read it, he was completely attracted by the story, almost eager to know what happened next, and the reading speed unconsciously became faster and faster.

He wanted to know what the protagonist Fang Jue would do when he was bullied by the group leader, what he would do when his partner robbed the role on the spot, what he would do when he was pushed out by other group performers... Fang Jue was more capable than him, watching Fang Jue and those unfair things In the battle of wits and courage, Ling Jiale felt as if he had won with Fang Jue, and the gloom that was once choked up in his chest was released because of Fang Jue.

But most of the time, he was still helpless. He was insulted by the executive director on the set, scorned by big stars, deceived by a fake agency... Ling Jiale had never experienced these things, but he himself didn't know why. Sometimes he will be very excited, he seems to understand Fang Jue very much, when Fang Jue is confused and lost, he can understand his feeling of powerlessness.

Fang Jue also thought about giving up.He has outstanding looks, and it is easier for him to get extra roles than other ensemble performers, but he is just an extra role... It will be enough to support himself, but it is still too far away to pursue his dreams.

When Ling Jiale read that Fang Jue gave up his acting lessons to others and sold the acting-related books he scoured around to second-hand bookstores, he had already entered the show and choked up with Fang Jue.

At this moment, Shen Ge called and called him with a little anxiety: "Lele, have you seen the script?"

Ling Jiale was crying hard just now, Shen Ge heard a little embarrassment, and was trying to adjust her voice.

Shen Ge became nervous after waiting for two seconds, and asked with a tight voice: "...Do you, don't you want me to have anything to do with Wang Xu?"

"Ah? No..." Ling Jia quickly explained, "I just read that Fang Jue was about to give up acting, and I became emotional."

Shen Ge directed and acted in a one-act play, which turned out to be a false alarm, so he couldn't help laughing happily.He was always worried that Ling Jia Le would not like him having so many contacts with Wang Xu.

"No... I don't want to accept his movie because I can't get over the hurdle in my heart. You must be better than me in this regard. If you can overcome it, I'm happy for you. Wang Xu... is actually quite capable. He can learn a lot from making movies together, can't he?"

"Lele," Shen Ge called him in a low voice, "I plan to be the director of this film myself, and Wang Xu will not participate in the filming..."

"Um……"

Both of them suddenly became shy, and each held their mobile phones and twirled their fingers.

"Lele, what do you think?" Shen Ge couldn't hold back anymore and asked.

"I... I read in the script that Fang Jue is a dance major..."

"Hmm! I changed it. In the original version, Fang Jue practiced martial arts. I made some changes to him to make him closer to... um..."

Ling Jiale pursed her lips happily but shyly, quietly waiting for Shen Ge to finish the rest of the sentence.

"...Closer to you. Lele," Shen Ge called his name again. Although it was through the phone, Ling Jiale could completely imagine his expression at this time, "I want to make a movie that really belongs to the two of us .”

Ling Jiale was so happy that she almost fainted.A good movie, a movie tailor-made for himself, a movie tailor-made for himself by his lover, he is glad that he has become an actor, so he has the opportunity to experience such happiness.

Ling Jiale closed her eyes because of longing, listening to Shen Ge talking to him.

Shen Ge asked him softly: "Do you like this book, Lele, do you want to play Fang Jue?"

Ling Jiale immediately admitted: "I like it, but...can I do it?"

"No, but, Lele, as long as you like it! You can do it, trust me, you read the script first, this role is tailor-made for you, it is more suitable for you than Jiang Lu! Let's talk about it when I go back , you read the book first, okay?"

"it is good!……"

After hanging up the phone, Ling Jiale couldn't help recalling what Shen Ge said just now - the role tailored for him.

He closed his eyes and recalled the first shot on the script.He has been sitting on the ground for a long time, but now he leans his back against the edge of the bed, imagining that he is Fang Jue, leaning against the corner of the wall outside the gate of the film and television city every morning, waiting for the show.

Film and Television City, he is too familiar with this place. Apart from the training room, Film and Television City is the place he has been to the most in his life, and group performers are the type of people he has seen the most.

He was a little annoyed that he didn't like to observe before, and he didn't observe those group performers carefully, but fortunately Fang Jue was different from most of the group performers.Shen Ge said that Fang Jue was a role tailored for him, but he saw many similarities with Shen Ge in Fang Jue.He and Shen Ge are the two people he is most familiar with. He has only known Fang Jue for more than an hour, and Fang Jue has already lived in his heart.

Ling Jiale was immersed in the joy of meeting Fang Jue, and calmed down to read the rest of the story.It was a happy ending, Fang Jue succeeded in chasing his dream, but Ling Jiale didn't know what was wrong with him, he cried when he saw the happy ending, and couldn't control himself at all, his head and throat hurt from crying.He suspected that he was going to catch a cold.

After arriving in Berlin, he was a little uncomfortable with the environment, and in addition to preparing the dance for Shen Ge in the past few days, the amount of training was a bit heavy, and the two of them always played around uncontrollably at night, Ling Jiale was a little worried about his body. If you can't bear it, you will delay celebrating Shen Ge's birthday.

He called the hotel's personal butler and asked her to help arrange a spa treatment.He usually has a good physique. If it weren't for those intractable mental illnesses, ordinary minor injuries would not be able to defeat him. There is nothing that can't be cured by a spa and sauna package.

The personal butler, a young Chinese girl, came to pick him up soon.Shen Ge chose this hotel at the beginning, firstly because it had the wooden floor that Ling Jiale wanted, and secondly because of the Chinese service here.He knew Ling Jiale too well, if he was forced to speak English, he would be hungry, wash clothes by himself without calling the front desk.

The personal butler took Ling Jiale to the spa floor. After entering the elevator, the girl saw that although he was wearing sunglasses and couldn't see his eyes clearly, but the corner of his mouth was always smiling, she greeted kindly: "Mr. Ling is in a good mood today. Huh?" This should be one of their jobs, to chat with guests cordially and make them feel warm and casual.

However, Ling Jiale was probably the most uncooperative type of guest, he only replied "Yes", and ended the girl's conscientious greetings here.

Of course he didn't have any complaints about his butler, in fact he was very satisfied with his temporary butler.During the few days he lived here, he stayed in the house, never stepped out of the room, and lived comfortably by relying on the hotel's services.

When he checked in, he used the English name on his passport, but his English name was made up when he applied for the passport, and only his surname was Ling.He didn't know if his housekeeper recognized him, but just because the girl treated him like a normal guest every time she saw him, he was [-]% satisfied with his housekeeper.

After getting out of the elevator, Ling Jiale was surprised by the layout of this floor.He didn't expect that the environment of this hotel looked good, and the privacy of the spa area was so poor, it was all open to the eye, and he even saw a few people wearing only swimsuits, drinking drinks at the bar.

Ling Jiale immediately retreated, and asked his housekeeper, "Is there no private room?"

The girl noticed what he was interested in, and replied thoughtfully: "There are private rooms for spa treatments. Although this is a public area, there are usually no customers at this time."

Indeed, such a large space is empty except for the few foreigners in swimsuits and the waiters.

Foreigners don't know him. Although they claimed to be international superstars when they were still in the group, foreigners definitely wouldn't recognize him, so he likes to play abroad with Shen Ge.

Sure enough, those foreigners sensed that someone was coming, and they just glanced at him subconsciously, their eyes were well controlled, and they immediately retracted them politely, and they didn't even look at him because of his strange behavior of wearing sunglasses indoors. Two eyes.

Ling Jiale became happy, and walked in with the housekeeper while laughing and complaining: "Didn't it mean that foreigners value privacy? Why can't we make it as hidden as ours?"

The girl didn't know why he suddenly became lively again, and echoed with a smile: "Maybe it's because there are few people here."

Ling Jiale nodded in agreement, and by the way, glanced at the men in swimsuits from the corner of her eye, secretly comparing their figures with Shen Ge's. Of course, the conclusion was that Shen Ge's figure was the best, and everything was a bit more Appears thick, less appears thin, completely unaware that every move of oneself falls into the eyes of others and is secretly admired.

When she saw the shower room, Ling Jiale completely retreated.There is no partition in the shower!How can it be?Ling Jiale immediately told the girl that he was going back, but he didn't do it.

The girl was also a little shy by his shyness, blushing and explained to him that this is the case here, and there are no other guests now, it doesn't matter.

Ling Jiale doesn't care what he does when he goes to the countryside, asking him to take off his sunglasses in an open environment will kill him half his life, and then take off his clothes and take a bath?Let's kill him first.

He apologized to his butler, "It's okay if the appointment can't be canceled and I can deduct the payment." Then he ran away as if to escape.

When passing the hall that he passed by before, someone called him and said in Chinese: "Hello, please wait a moment!"

Ling Jiale stopped hesitantly, turned around, and saw a Chinese man in a bathrobe, about 35 years old, because he was well maintained, he might be 40 years old.

This person looked polite and decent, not like paparazzi and black fans, and the look in his eyes was not completely strange.Ling Jiale searched desperately in her mind, wondering if she met at some party?

The man smiled politely, and stretched out his right hand to him: "Hello, I saw you passing by just now, and I wanted to say hello to you at that time, but I was afraid of delaying your time. Why did you come out so quickly? The hotel's spa Still good, worth a try.”

Ling Jiale was shaken by someone in a daze, and the familiarity of the other party made him even more suspicious, and asked, "Do I know you?"

The man smiled and shook his head, "I'm afraid I don't have the honor to be known by you, but I think I know you, you look like a star."

With a bang in Ling Jiale's head, she turned her head and ran, really running, regardless of the fact that she was still wearing hotel slippers, and ran towards the elevator.

The man behind was stunned for a moment, hurriedly chased after him, and shouted: "Don't run away, be careful to fall, I don't mean any harm, I'm sorry to disturb you—"

The elevator came quickly, Ling Jiale got in immediately, but the elevator door closed slowly, Ling Jiale saw the man standing outside the elevator, he didn't intend to come in, just spread his hands to him in apologetic way, "I'm sorry I'm really not harassing you, I'm just..."

It's just that he didn't finish what he said, and the elevator door was already closed.

Ling Jiale leaned against the wall and saw her own face on the smooth elevator wall.In fact, he likes his own appearance most of the time. When he was practicing before, he saw himself in the mirror countless times every day, and he often smiled at himself in the mirror.But later, he hated his appearance more and more, sometimes he thought it was not beautiful enough, sometimes it was the opposite, such as at this moment.

He had calmed down a little, knowing that he might have misunderstood.But he felt that he was stupid, Shen Ge had obviously taught him, if someone recognized him, don't panic, don't rush to deny it.When asked if they are celebrities, only celebrities would rush to say "no". Most people are happy and think this is a recognition of their own image.

But he still revealed his secrets just now, even though the man's intention was not to pursue his real name or track his itinerary, but he just revealed his secrets, will the man think who he is because of this?Then I think of another star who is also in Berlin, Shen Ge...

No, probably not. Shen Ge said that there are many people in this world who are indifferent to celebrities. The man just now seems to be such a person. He probably doesn’t know himself, let alone think of Shen Ge by himself, no He would have guessed his relationship with Shen Ge just because of such a trivial matter... But he still couldn't help becoming anxious and stuck his knuckles between his teeth.

Why did he invite such a thing?Why didn't that man strike up a conversation with someone else, but he chose to strike up a conversation with himself?Did he recognize his sexuality?Ling Jiale stared at the elevator wall and looked at his face carefully. His appearance obviously didn't change. Or, in fact, he has always had a look that is easy to be associated with, that's why people are so keen to give him and everyone else a look. A pair of male artists.

Ling Jiale's head hurts again, but he can't do spa and sauna anymore...is there anyone else as funny as him?Such a simple little thing can do this...

He looked at himself in the mirror, and thought to himself: I've been so complacent recently, I was so happy that I even forgot who I was.Just such a small thing reminded him and reminded him of what a messed up person he was.