Son of the Bone

With the Nine Yin Scriptures, in fact, I am not very good at practicing.

When Qi Lin came home from work, Jiang Jue was making hot cocoa.

The rich aroma of chocolate is mixed with evaporated milk, and there are some matcha cookies on the side.

Because of the crew and the car accident before, his weight plummeted to the lowest point ever, and his mental state was not very good.

Eating more high-sugar and high-fat foods now is actually promoting health.

"Are you back?" Jiang Jue put down the things in his hands and leaned over to pick up his bag, as if he didn't know that the two of them looked like a young couple.

"I saw Professor Yan again today. He seemed to be inspecting." Qi Lin thought for a while and said, "Then he taught me a sentence, which I didn't quite understand."

He recounted everything before and after, and Jiang Jue was also dumbfounded.

Yan Si's words are actually easy to understand, the question is how to experience life?

Compared with Qi Lin, Jiang is definitely a lucky goose.

He has been traveling in various countries since he was born. Although he has read elementary school, middle school and high school, he spends more time in theater and different occupations.

Both his parents intended to hone his abilities, and Jiang Jue has always been interested in it——

He has worked as a KFC teller and knows how well fried chicken should be cooked.

He apprenticed in a bakery and could tell the difference between coconut oil and olive oil.

Even during the winter vacation, he was once thrown by his mother to work as a small employee in a red wine winery, so he could clearly feel the temperature of the cellar and the wood of the wine barrels.

Although these experiences may not be useful, they can indeed enrich his understanding and experience of life.

But now, Qi Lin can't be reborn by jumping into the well and live the life he once had.

Jiang Jue held his shoulder casually, and a small light bulb suddenly lit up on his head.

"I remember... isn't there someone who is also Professor Yan's apprentice?"

Qin Yizhu was grading homework when he heard someone knocking at the door.

"Come in."

After Qi Lin had dealt with Mr. Yan a few times, he developed a sense of relieved intimacy with the head teacher.

He originally thought that Mr. Qin, who would invite parents, was fierce enough, but he didn't expect that a mountain was actually higher than a mountain.

"Qi Lin?" Qin Yizhu approved a D on the thesis, and continued without raising his head: "If you ask for leave, just take it to the Academic Affairs Office for stamping, and you don't need to tell me any more."

"That's right," Qi Lin said in a cautious tone, "I met Professor Yan Siyan at the Shidu Grand Theater two days ago."

Teacher Qin almost lost his grip on the pen, reflexively said: "Did he mention me to you?"

She has already taken care of several classes of students now, and when she hears this name, she still sits upright reflexively.

"He suggested to me that I need to experience life more. The problem is that I don't know where to start." Qi Lin thought about it: "If I go to work part-time now, it seems that there will be no change in performance."

Qin Yizhu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, grabbed the red pen and continued to bow his head to approve the homework.

"Do you know how much the average college student's monthly living expenses plus pocket money are?"

Qi Lin didn't expect her to ask such a question. He thought for a few seconds with uncertainty, and asked tentatively, "Twenty to thirty thousand?"

[-] to [-] can't even afford a bag...

Qin Yizhu almost landed on the table with one stroke.

She raised her head and pushed down her glasses, stared at him and said, "Young master, did your family let you manage money?"

"I always swipe my card..." Qi Lin's voice became smaller and smaller: "Then, five or sixty thousand?"

Well, it was really raised in a standard honeypot.

Qin Yizhu knocked on the table with his pen cap, and said, "2000 yuan, 2000 yuan for a month, you can try it."

Qi Lin had no idea about this number, so he nodded obediently.

He usually buys things in supermarkets or stores, and he never looks at the price of the product, only cares about whether the product is what he likes.

I have never been soft-hearted when I actually bought vinyl records or headphones.

After returning to the dormitory, Jiang Jue had already started to learn to play the flute.

He learned it bit by bit from the video, obviously not getting the hang of it, looking like a puffed-cheeked little fox trying to gnaw on a tree branch.

Qi Lin wanted to say something when he opened the door, but seeing that he didn't even have the right posture for pressing the hole, he closed the door casually and leaned over to teach him.

Jiang Jue let him adjust the position of his fingertips for himself, and tried to refute a few words in a shameless manner: "This flute must have a reed film that was not pasted properly. I have been playing it for a long time."

Qi Lin didn't open his mouth to tease him, but just lowered his head while he was holding the flute, and let out a long blow of luck.

With the fingertips of the two people pressing together, the clear and melodious flute sound flowed out like a nightingale, it was so clear and smooth.

Someone who was slapped in the face tried to put down the flute: "I won't practice anymore."

"It's okay, I'll teach you later," Qi Lin carefully took the flute and helped him wipe the fingerprints on it.

The two sat together on the soft wool blanket and chatted about what Teacher Qin said before.

Qi Lin felt that this topic must have a special resonance with Juejue. He rubbed his face with a soft pillow and said, "2000 yuan—you can only eat a few meals when you go shopping."

Jiang Jue was silent for a few seconds, he couldn't bear to expose him.

"Are the living expenses of college students now more than 2000 a month?" Qi Lin didn't realize what was wrong at all, trying to find a loophole: "Mr. Qin didn't lie to me."

"Qi Lin."

"what?"

"Do you know...how much is a steamed bun?"

"……what?"

"What about the meal? How much does it cost to make a meal with ribs and fish?"

"At least—four or five hundred?"

Jiang Jue finally felt how poisonous his class teacher's eyes were.

As far as Qi Lin's natural dullness in certain things is concerned, he might help count the money if he is abducted and sold.

He leaned on Qi Lin to change into a more relaxed position, and the two of them basked in the warm sun together.

The weather in March makes people want to sleep groggyly for an afternoon.

"Your favorite water spinach is usually [-] to [-] yuan per kilogram."

"Tomato stewed beef brisket usually weighs 41 to [-] catties."

Jiang Jue held his hand, traced his palmprint with fingertips on one side.

"There are also potatoes, basically two or three yuan per kilogram."

Qi Lin blinked, quite incredulous: "Can two coins buy one kilogram?"

Jiang Qinjian, a young expert at housekeeping, Jue nodded while suppressing a smile.

"But why do I go out to eat with my friends, and a piece of boiled lettuce costs 70 yuan—" Qi Lin's voice stopped abruptly, feeling as if he had suddenly discovered the truth of life: "Are they cheating on me!"

"No." Jiang Jue tried to drag him out of some brain hole: "There is also the cost of the store."

"Do you know how much a chicken costs?" Qi Lin grabbed his hand, feeling that his old cognition was falling apart: "Every time I go to Shuxianlou for dinner, a pot of chicken soup costs two or three hundred. "

Jiang Jue looked at him dumbfounded, thinking that if this brat was recorded and posted on the Internet, he might not be able to get his head sprayed anywhere.

"Don't tell me—let me guess!" Qi Lin tried to regain his IQ in front of his lover, sat up straight and said, "Chickens are smaller than cows, and they are not easy to raise, so they must be more expensive than cows."

"I guess, it's about one hundred and fifty." The more he said, the more he felt that he was getting closer to the truth, and he nodded in a serious manner: "After all, the meal still needs to make money."

"One hundred and two native chickens, about 30 yuan for three yellow chickens." Jiang Jue stroked his hair sympathetically: "It's time for you to experience life well."

Qi Lin felt that his world was shattered.

He silently withdrew 1000 yuan, left a thousand in his mobile phone, and bet in his heart that he would use that much this month, and then handed over the bank card to his wife.

Jiang Jue didn't forget to make up the knife with a smile at this time: "Then do you still take the nanny car when you go out?"

Qi Lin froze for a few seconds, and said stiffly, "Don't sit, I'll squeeze the subway."

Jiang Jue actually didn't quite believe that he could really do this.

What Professor Yan said was indeed right in his words. With his current life experience, Qi Lin can play the roles of those noble sons well.

Including when rehearsing "Twelve Citizens" before, they were also helping him modify the role to make it more suitable for him.

If he can really challenge '2000 yuan to complete a month', he will really improve a lot.

As soon as Qi Lin left on the front foot, Jiang Jue put on a mask and baseball cap on the back, and followed him without a trace.

He had a vague feeling that Qi Lin had never taken the subway before, and that his family had a driver to pick him up and go anywhere since he was a child, so it would be better to spend a day with him first.

Qi Lin didn't notice the little tail behind him at all, and followed the navigation to find where the subway entrance at the back door of the school was, while thinking about the next expenses.

2000 yuan for 30 days, that is, a maximum of [-] to [-] yuan a day. Fortunately, he has money in his meal card, so he should be able to last a month.

Jiang Jue followed Qi Lin, watched him walk around the entrance twice before finding the self-service ticket vending machine, followed by swiping his card and getting off the escalator.

Qi Lin thought that both sides of the subway were going that way, so he followed the line very obediently, and then got on the completely opposite train without looking back.

Jiang Jue suppressed a smile and controlled himself not to call him, and entered another door not far away.

Someone who is not used to the crowds after getting on the subway, but soon starts looking at his phone.

Jiang Jue had never felt that there were so many bullet screens in his mind.

You're sitting upside down - upside down, bro!

Don't look at Weibo, look at the stop sign! !Are you going to be late for rehearsal this afternoon?

It wasn't until four stations passed that Qi Lin vaguely sensed something was wrong when he heard the name of the station.

He adjusted his mask, and asked the aunt next to him how far it was to the Grand Theater when he went, and the aunt gave him a look like she was insane: "You are sitting upside down."

Qi Lin: "!!!"

The subway finally stopped, and he just finished listening to the aunt's live science introduction, thanked him in a hurry and left, and then went to the opposite side to wait.

Jiang Jue was still hiding in the team not far away, and was never seen by him.

Qi Lin went to the backstage for seminars and rehearsals, and he bought tickets for two shows at the front desk, planning to watch a ballet and a stage play.

Xiao Qi has received news that he will call him at any time when they disband.

-2-

When it was finally time for dinner, Qi Lin realized that things were not that simple.

He is not an official member of the Grand Theater, and it is not convenient for him to eat heavy oil and salt food in the cafeteria. He usually eats light and digestible salad for dinner.

He turned on his phone to find the light food takeaway and started ordering.

The staple food is Longli fish, served with small tomatoes, purple cabbage and small potatoes.

The price of fruit and vegetable juice is 22—a glass of freshly squeezed juice costs 22, why don’t you grab it!Stop drinking!Drink plain water!

There are not many things to order, a total of... 56!

The over-budget alert immediately popped into my mind in red and bold.

Qi Lin thought to himself that he didn't have anything, and he was almost sixty, so he held his breath and started to delete.

Small potatoes, four for two dollars—you can buy a kilogram for two dollars, profiteer!

Broccoli, three dollars a piece--don't know how much, profiteer!

He endured the greed and reduced the takeaway to 30 yuan, and once wanted to order the braised chicken with mushrooms and yellow meat, which is large and meaty.

At the same time, Jiang Jue finished watching a performance, went to a nearby cafe to read half a magazine, had a steak and red velvet cake for dinner, took a walk for a while, and went to the ballet.

The rehearsal ended early, and Jiang Jue reluctantly looked at Gatsby who was leading Daisy to dance on the stage, put on his hat and mask again, and saw him at the back door of the theater.

The subway just happened to be closed for renovations, and when I wanted to go back to the theater, I had to take a taxi or take a bus.

Qi Lin originally planned to squeeze with those aunts and uncles, and then waited for 15 minutes in the night wind with his hands in his pockets.

There wasn't even a place to sit, and it started to rain lightly, and the weather was getting colder and colder.

Several office workers in the vicinity grew impatient with waiting, and simply took a passing taxi back.

Qi Lin waited eagerly for the trip back to school, not realizing that the train was out of service at 09:30 in the evening.

The tiny raindrops floated on his face, almost like snow, and it was so cold that it made people shiver.

Jiang Jue saw him staying in the crowd like The Passion of the Little Prince, and felt so distressed that he almost wanted to call a taxi for him.

At ten o'clock, Qi Lin finally couldn't help asking the new aunt beside him why he didn't have a car yet, and was hit again knowingly by the aunt.

People get off work at 09:30!There are no cars at this time!

Qi Lin was already hungry and cold, and finally got into the taxi like a shivering little hedgehog, feeling pain in the flesh when he saw the number jumping up when he dialed the watch.

He didn't notice that another taxi quickly passed them and returned to school at a faster speed.

Jiang Jue made him a big pot of hot tea and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, thinking that Qi Lin and the others would definitely hug him, so he began to act like a spoiled child.

However, he waited for nearly 10 minutes before waiting for Qi Lin who was covered in cold.

When he opened the door, he was still holding a box of hot egg tarts just out of the oven.

"When I came back just now, I brought you some desserts along the way." Qi Lin smiled and said, "Don't you want to eat more and gain weight quickly? This strawberry egg tart is newly opened on the West School Street."

Jiang Jue was stunned for two seconds, and stepped forward to take the warm egg tart in his hand.

There are four neatly placed inside, and you can tell that it is freshly baked when you smell it.

It's just... not on the way.

And a box seems to cost 25, which is very expensive for you now.

This is what they have been used to for a long time after being together.

Ever since Qi Lin knew that Jiang Jue liked to eat sweets, every time he went out to shoot commercials or came back from filming, he would bring him some snacks.

Later, Qi Lin began to go to the theater day after day to make up classes, and he still asked his assistant to drive to West Street to buy some snacks, and the two of them shared the meals together in the evening.

If Jiang Jue hadn't followed him out today because he was worried, he might never know what happened.

On the other side, a certain paparazzi followed the two celebrities for one afternoon and one night, and he was completely dumbfounded.

He squatted at the back door of the school for half a month before he finally found Qi Lin going out alone——

This kid didn't have a car to pick him up, and he went to the subway station?

The paparazzi vaguely smelled aniseed, got out of his car and was about to follow him, when he saw Jiang Jue appearing in front of him wearing a mask. The two of them were going one after the other, apparently going to a private meeting!

Xiao Chen grabbed the camera tightly, thinking that this time he was really going to make a fortune.

He has been working alone for so long, just waiting to get rich overnight with this kind of material!

Then I saw Qi Lin sitting upside down with my own eyes.

Xiao Chen was dumbfounded at the sight, thinking that these three good students were going to skip training to go on a date, but followed Jiang Jue into the subway car, and began to doubt life.

Really going on a date?It's so far away even to the subway?

No—does Jiang Jue seem to be following him?The three of them are almost the same as the human centipede tracking chain, right?

So he saw Qi Lin sitting for three or four stops before realizing that he was sitting backwards, and then sat back in a panic.

At night, Xiao Chen still didn't give up, and followed Qi Lin in the wind and rain at the bus station for half an hour.

Then he watched Qi Lin go back to school in a taxi.

What's wrong with rich people...

Jiang Jue didn't have much time to observe his stupid boyfriend.

Ever since he became interested in "Longevity", he thought about how to make the characters more perfect.

Lin Jiuguang originally planned to sign a film contract that hit the schedule, and he was going to play the second prince in the dog blood palace fighting drama, but after reading the script for a long time, he decided on the spot.

He vaguely knew that there was a danmei writer in the screenwriting team. Although this drama is a socialist brotherhood, some lines and interactions seem very gay.

As soon as Lin Jiuguang signed the contract, he went back to school to prepare for the ECH exam, leaving Jiang Jue to go to the studio every now and then to have meetings and polish the script.

Wei Feng was always worried about who Ye Su would play, and there were many things in the script that couldn't be made up, and sometimes he really relied on classmate Jiang Jue to give him some inspiration.

The first thing Jiang Jue changed was Ye Su's house.

The rooms of sitcoms are all semi-open environments, and all walls and furnishings are semi-entities that can be moved at any time.

Jiang Jue took out his wallet and began to add things to it.

For example, a needle comb for combing a fluffy tail, such as a roller for sticking hair.

For a silver fox like Ye Su, when it sheds its hair, it is estimated that there will be some white hairs rubbing on the sofa and clothes, and it would not dare to change back to its original form and roll on the carpet when it comes home.

Then there is the widened three-door refrigerator.

A fox must be like a fox.

I love to eat rabbits and birds, so I keep two cages at home at any time, ranging from cockatiels to thrushes. When I am in a bad mood, I can choose whichever one I want to eat.

There are also a few small goldfish with bulging eyes in the fish tank, and they will be eaten as snacks when they are hungry.

When colleagues come to visit the house, they will touch his little pets with surprise on their faces. In fact, these are Dr. Ye's food reserves.

He seemed to be more and more inspired by this kind of design, and began to help Jiuguang prepare other things after moving into the apartment.

Ginseng essence does not need to comb its own hair, but it needs to take care of the leaves and roots.

Nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium fertilizers are commonly used medicines. When you have a cold, you can drink a little with water.

And when it blooms, the fox will pick the small flowers that come down from his head in the middle of the night to make specimens, and the prop group also prepares a small photo frame.

"There is something I don't understand." Wei Feng pondered: "You said that after he returned home, did he become a human or a fox?"

Jiang Jue had already fully entered Ye Su's role. He lowered his head and looked at his nimble fingers for a while, before confirming, "Become a person with ears and a tail."

The tail is too stuffy to hide, as are the ears.

So Dr. Ye, who is usually serious and indifferent, will turn into a half-demon Mr. who lets himself go when he returns home.

"Well, if he usually orders takeaway or something—" Wei Feng vaguely opened the door to the new world.

"Fried chicken," Jiang Jue reflexively said, "Fried chicken is his favorite food."

Although it cannot suck blood, it still satisfies the nature of animals.

"Then there was a time when the door was opened too fast and I didn't have time to fix the tail, so the courier just saw it?" A few screenwriters next to me wrote so fast that they almost became stenographers.

Jiang Jue's advantage is that he can completely immerse himself in the heart of the character, allowing himself to think in the role of the other party. He is a very typical experiential actor.

Lin Jiuguang occasionally comes to Wei Feng's studio and studio to play a tour, or is invited to perform a short scene with Jiang Jue.

"No."

When the first act of the meeting in the office came, Jiang Jue had already entered half of the role of director and screenwriter.

This is not only due to Wei Feng's laissez-faire and encouragement, but also because of the advice Bai Ping gave him.

If you want to create a classic character, you must fit yourself and that character as closely as possible, and it is best to have something new on this basis.

The ability to enter the play is not only in acting, but also in props, scenery and makeup.

The degree of participation of the opponent will also be affected.

"Can't I act well?" Lin Jiuguang glanced at Wei Feng subconsciously: "It's just trembling."

Jiang Jue pondered for a while, then confirmed: "You are not afraid of me enough."

"Afraid of you?" Lin Jiuguang laughed and said, "I'm really not in the mood."

"It's not the fear of encountering a bully, but the fear of encountering a natural enemy's natural enemy."

He didn't even dare to meet his eyes, every word was squeezed out, and he didn't even know where to put his hands.

Wei Feng, who was standing beside him, quite agreed, and suddenly asked, "Are you afraid of dogs?"

"I'm not afraid," Lin Jiuguang shook his head and said, "I'm only afraid of eels."

Slippery, wet, writhing eels.

For him, this is simply the natural nemesis of this world.

Jiang Jue's eyes lit up.

"Jiji, buy a live eel and come back."

"Don't tell me—" Lin Jiuguang suddenly realized what he wanted to do.

"Just touch it, it's fine." Jiang Jue smiled exactly like Ye Su.

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