When the tool man gets the male lead script

These days, you are not afraid that you have intentions, but you are afraid that your intentions will be seen through at a glance before they are realized.

Tao Meng looked at the red wine in his hand, then at Li Sizhi who was standing at the door waiting for an answer, feeling speechless for a rare experience.

How to explain?

Tao Meng thought about it in a mess, and couldn't find a suitable excuse for the time being.

At this moment, Li Sizhi turned around and walked into the house, giving up on further questioning.

I must have seen the embarrassment on his face, in order to prevent him from becoming angry and say something, I just didn't want to know the answer.

Tao Meng was not warmed by his considerate behavior, but became worried.

Standing outside the door for a moment, looking at the living room where the small lights were just coming on and many places were still dark, Tao Meng didn't go inside.

It seems that this half-dark living room is a monster that cannibalize people without spitting out bones. If you let him enter, you can't help but speak the truth.

Li Sizhi, who was standing in the place illuminated by the light, turned around and looked at him with a strange expression: "You don't intend to come in?"

Only then did Tao Meng wake up from his imagination, and walked in with his things.

With a hand on the switch and a slight force, the crystal lamp in the living room was turned on, the darkness in the room was dispelled, and they stood under the light.

Tao Meng put the things on the table, went to the kitchen to find a decanter, and a voice came from afar: "How does it feel to have a TV?"

Li Sizhi was looking at it with a bottle of red wine, he was quite willing to spend his money, the wine he brought was vintage.

A bottle is worth a well-equipped sports car.

"It's nice, watching TV makes me feel like I'm not alone here," he said.

Tao Meng came out with a decanter and two high heels. When he saw him sitting on the sofa watching a singing competition, his eyelids twitched for no reason.

"How do you feel watching so many variety shows?"

"It's impossible to set up a person, it's easy to collapse once it's established, and it's too easy to destroy idols in variety shows."

"why do you say so?"

"It's just a feeling. I watched a lot of shows where the same star was invited. After a deep analysis, people feel different. Some are pretending, obviously plastic surgery, and insist on doing a series of actions to say that they are not clean. They are generous. Admit it and get a good reputation; some are in a relationship, but they are photographed and still refuse to admit it, or they break up on the day the report comes out, and the party who fell in love with them is also miserable."

Tao Meng found out that he didn't do any unnecessary things through the Internet, so he was in the mood to talk to him: "You don't understand, this circle is like this, everyone can have fun behind their backs, and in the name of playing, they can say they are dating. If they are really exposed by gossip reporters, they will immediately disregard the relationship. The focus is on having fun, not in the name of having fun."

Li Sizhi seemed to understand but didn't understand. Seeing him skillfully pouring wine and placing it beside him, his erratic eyes obviously wanted to make up his mind.

Li Sizhi's eyes flickered, what could make Tao Meng uncomfortable to ask face to face, and insisted on waiting for him to get drunk before making clichés?

Or is it that his superfluous trick behind the scenes worked, and someone made Tao Meng feel a sense of crisis, which made him eager to come back and ask himself?

Li Sizhi is an adult with clear ears and eyes.

It can be seen that the marks left on Tao Meng's body are very fresh, and it can also be seen that Tao Meng did not rest enough, his eyes are bloodshot and tired.

This person had a social event yesterday, and had a night of non-stop singing and dancing.

Maybe someone mentioned him during the entertainment, which made Tao Meng panic.

"Why did you come here today?" Li Sizhi pretended to be curious and asked, "Did you come to communicate with me to write songs?"

"No." Tao Meng replied, he didn't want to continue his questioning, and went to the kitchen to get dishes and chopsticks as if evading.

Li Sizhi became more certain of his guess, and it turned out that someone really mentioned it.

Tao Meng came out very calmly, and returned to the table to arrange the meals he had brought.

It is very rich, with six dishes and one soup, more meat and less vegetables, judging from the hunger feedback provided by Li Sizhi's taste buds, this should be Zhuang Pei's favorite food.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Tao Meng still has problems.

"What are you doing standing there? Come over for dinner, and I'll take back all the tableware my aunt sent over these days later." Tao Meng was normal, and was still discussing the tableware issue with him.

If he hadn't been shocked by electric shock if he took one more step to the door, it would really be a warm and harmonious picture.

As soon as Li Sizhi sat down, there was an extra glass of red wine in front of him, and he took a deep look at Tao Meng.

"very good mood?"

"Every time I visit you, I'm in a good mood." Tao Meng said it as if it was true.

Li Sizhi smiled and didn't answer, he raised his head and took a drink first.

Wine is good wine, it's a bit too extravagant to be drunk by him like this.

There was distress in Tao Meng's eyes, and it was fleeting. He thought that if he drank like Li Sizhi, he would get drunk soon, and his goal would be achieved.

So he swallowed the words of persuasion, letting Li Sizhi take one cup after another.

Seeing that he drank too much, Tao Meng couldn't hold back and said, "Are you in a bad mood?"

"No, I think this wine tastes good, so I couldn't resist drinking a few more glasses. You also know that I'm here often, and I don't see anyone, and you didn't put any drinks here. I haven't had a drink in a long time. .” Li Sizhi said clearly.

It was rare for Tao Meng to feel guilty, so he said impulsively, "Then I'll bring you some drinks later, what do you want?"

"Coke, milk, anything is fine, as long as it's not mineral water." Li Sizhi's eyes wandered, his cheeks turned red, and he looked drunk.

Tao Meng nodded in agreement.

Li Sizhi hiccupped. He was so drunk that he couldn't hold the food steady: "While I'm drunk, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart."

Tao Meng had the illusion that he had taken away his own script, and it seemed that it was not easy to interrupt at the moment, so he listened quietly.

"You have trapped me here for a long time. The domestic awards are almost the same, only Delme is missing. If I help you get Delme, will you let me go free? Don't worry, I will definitely stay away from the hustle and bustle. I won’t hang out in front of you, and I won’t let others find me, I’d rather live in the countryside than come back.”

"Tao Meng, we used to have a good relationship. Even if we don't agree with each other later, it won't be what it is now."

"Lovers can't become friends, we can't do things too badly, what do you think?"

After talking about it, Li Sizhi became a big tongue, and anyone with a discerning eye would know that he was drunk, and began to spit out the truth after drinking.

Tao Meng originally suspected what he was going to do, but was a little confused by this call.

After not speaking for a while, Li Sizhi found that Li Sizhi was still looking at him with his face propped up and his eyes drunk.

Tao Meng's heart moved: "Maybe after Delmy, I will consider it. Have you had any contact with Jiang Lan before?"

"Jiang Lan?" Li Sizhi was at a loss, "Who is it?"

Tao Meng was not fooled by these words: "A well-known movie star, a very popular actor, he knows you, and he even asked me about you."

Li Sizhi half-closed his eyes, a little tired: "Oh, you said that he doesn't often appear in variety shows, but he shines in variety shows, a handsome guy who is very popular with passers-by. I have seen his shadow in variety shows these two days."

Tao Meng believed that he did not lie to himself.

It's not necessary at all.

Besides, it's been a few years before Jiang Lan remembered to ask himself where he went.

It's true that they didn't know each other before. If they really wanted to know each other before, they should have searched everywhere after he disappeared for a few days.

Tao Meng laughed at himself for caring about chaos, and at the same time recalled who was at fault for his actions.

"Are you really willing to give up your great future in the industry and go to a small town with all kinds of inconveniences to live anonymously?"

Being able to say this meant that Tao Meng was shaken.

Li Sizhi, who was pretending to be drunk, raised the corner of his lower lip, raised his head and said with his tongue still wide: "That's better than being trapped here by you, not being free at all."

It turns out that some people are really willing to put aside their own things for freedom.

Li Sizhi is such a person.

Tao Meng felt strange, staring at Li Sizhi, who was blushing and not sober: "Then you work hard to write songs, get the Delmy Award, and we can talk about it."

It's like dropping a carrot in front of the donkey, inducing the donkey to keep running.

If Li Sizhi didn't set a goal, how could he be willing to write a song for Delme?

Tao Meng thought too clearly about the pros and cons, and set up a trap for Li Sizhi, wanting him to prepare for the impact.

Li Sizhi chuckled: "I can write if I have inspiration, but I can't write without inspiration. It's really useless if you urge me."

"Let me tell you this, as long as you have an idea in mind, if you can't write a song that hit Delme, you still have to write ordinary album songs." Tao Meng didn't budge.

This gesture seemed to be a matter of course for Li Sizhi to write songs for him, without any favors or requests, all he needed was a word, and he didn't even bother to hide his bad tone.

"You are really shameless." Li Sizhi sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Tao Meng sighed, his face turned green, because he was drunk because he didn't want to lose his temper.

"Tao Meng, can you tell me that you were sincere when you were with me before?"

Tao Meng was angry now: "You can question me now, but you can't question my feelings for you before. You forgot that I came out to my family because of you, and was almost beaten to death by my parents."

"I also came out to my family because of you, so I can't go home now, and I can't even make a phone call during the holidays. What's more, you have even deprived me of the right to call. Next, who is more exaggerated?"

"If you really want to calculate like this, let's lay out the past and make it clear. Put a price on it and see who is more unreasonable."

"Is it true that you locked me up and enslaved me because you couldn't write a song?"

"This is what you owe me."

"Are you sure? What do I owe you, can you use this method to force me to pay it back?"

Tao Meng was left speechless by the question.

The logic is clear, the question is straight to the heart, and after all the calculations, it's because I'm sorry for him, and it's because I have gone too far.

Is that my problem?

No.

surely not.

Tao Meng's head buzzed, and he suddenly realized that he was following the other party.

I didn't know which sentence to start with, and I lost my mind and was forced to follow his train of thought.

Tao Meng suddenly raised his head to look at Li Sizhi, who was still drunk, and couldn't help asking himself, is he really drunk?

"You want to provoke me to release you in a rage." Tao Meng calmed down and said.

Li Sizhi thought to himself, ah, it's a pity that he was seen through.

He closed his eyes and laughed: "You think too much, this is rational communication, there is no other meaning. You have locked me up for so long, if you want to let me go, let it go early."

If possible, Tao Meng would also like to set him free.

But these years, I have gained too much wealth from him, applause, honor, and admiration from fans...

Tao Meng couldn't let go, nor was he willing to let go.

These things are closely related to Li Sizhi.

How can I let go of this?

"I will come once a week in the future. Remember to write a good song, and I will pick it up on time."

After saying this, Tao Meng fled in despair.