The whole Internet is black, I was chased and killed by my ex

The Vice Propaganda Department turned off the phone, turned and said to the two students.

"Okay, let them go, Yang Zhao said they belong to him."

He glared at Liangtao, who lowered his head and said yes, "I'm promising, forget about not being active in activities, and now I'm helping the people in the organization department to make publicity."

"Haha." Liang Tao laughed accompaniment, "Didn't I be dragged here by my brother?"

The Deputy Propaganda Department snorted, and turned to Yang Yan who was standing next to Liangtao.

He knew Yang Yan, a celebrity in the acting department, a school grass figure who had been floating above the campus forum for a long time with his face.

When the deputy department was still a freshman, the former head of the propaganda said that he wanted to bring in the first freshman in the acting department. It would be a waste to kidnap boys and girls with such a handsome face if he didn't take a promotional photo...

However, Yang Yan was very withdrawn, and rejected invitations sent by the publicity several times, and the minister's expectations naturally came to nothing.

"Handsome guy, always has a bit of a temper." After the fourth was rejected, the former minister said with emotion.

The Deputy Propaganda Department looked Yang Yan up and down.

The bangs are messy, the drooping eyelashes cover the eyes, and the head is slightly lowered.

It's obviously a very humble demeanor, but it can't hide the arrogance and strength in his bones.

Just now he finished jumping left and right on the table, and finally got down, the suffocated deputy was about to get angry, but was blocked by the man's "sincere" apology and reprimanded him.

Looking at the aggrieved expression of the deputy department, Yang Yan calmly found an excuse for the outrageous thing he did just now.

"The head of the organization department asked us to come to promote the drama festival."

"Oh, then why didn't you notify the Propaganda Department?" The deputy department questioned, out of [-] disbeliefs.

"That's a matter between your two ministries, I don't know." Yang Yan replied.

The Deputy Propaganda Department had no choice but to send a message to Yang Zhao.

To his surprise, Yang Zhao actually admitted it.You know, Yang Zhao has a strong sense of ritual, even though he is mercenary, he wouldn't do such an outrageous thing...

But everyone admitted it, even if the deputy department didn't believe it, they still had to give Yang Zhao some face.

"Okay, okay, let's go, report next time, it's not like you don't have my WeChat account." The deputy department pointed at Liangtao angrily, and waved to get out.

"Okay, I'm sorry, deputy department." Liang Tao nodded and bowed, his curved body was particularly awkward compared to Yang Yan's straight back.

In the corridor, away from the radio room, Liang Tao couldn't help asking: "Did the head of the Organization Department really contact you?"

"How is it possible." Yang Yan said, "I don't even know who the head of the organization department is."

"Then you are so sure."

Liang Tao looked shocked. One of the reasons why Yang Yan was able to bluff people was that he was very calm when he said that the head of the organization department sent him here. Not to mention that the deputy department was dubious, even Liang Tao believed [-]% of it.

"Didn't Lin Siji say that he went to the head of the organization department? After hearing the broadcast, he should have explained to the head. This event was organized by the organization department, and I even promoted it to the drama festival. Lin Siji urged me to say, It's normal for the head of the organization to sell us face."

Liang Tao was dumbfounded: "Then Lin Siji forgot to speak for us."

"Impossible." Yang Yan curled the corners of his lips, "We have been punished, and we will definitely not be able to be on the stage of the drama festival. Lin Siji is so cautious and smart, how could he not have thought of this."

"Then what if the head of the organization department doesn't agree?"

"Then—there is nothing we can do." Yang Yan shrugged, with a rare expression of anger on his face, "Then we will be punished, but if we are punished, it means that the student union is really brain-dead They are so stubborn that they are unwilling to compromise to give time... Then the punishment doesn't matter, and they won't be able to get on stage anyway."

Is being punished and not being able to go to power the same thing?

Liang Tao was terrified when he heard that.He was convinced by Yang Yan's big heart, and asked sincerely:

"Why do you care so much about the drama festival? Didn't you just say it was for fun at the beginning?"

Yang Yan returned to his usual indifference and did not answer his question.His cell phone vibrated suddenly, and Lin Siji sent a message.

An OK emoticon package.

Yang Yan's expression softened a little, and Lin Siji sent another one.

[hard work, well done]

Yang Yan thought for a while, and replied "You too".

Liangtao on the side was still chattering.

"No, why, isn't it just a school drama, as for being so sincere?... Come back, why are you laughing... It's scary to smile so rippling... Hey, don't go so fast, let's go to the cafeteria together ah."

Yang Yan walked out quickly, and said casually: "Hurry up, we have to rehearse after eating."

"You really..." Liang Tao shook his head speechlessly, but he still quickened his pace and followed him.

Sunday was coming soon, Lin Siji had an elective class in the afternoon, so Yang Yan and Liang Tao went backstage to make up first.

Some plays are very formal, and outside professional makeup artists are invited. Liang Tao and the outsourced makeup team brushed past each other, and the big bags and small bags they carried hit the wall and couldn't move.

"Damn brother." Liang Tao squeezed into the dressing room with lingering fear, "I never thought that the closest moment in my life to the smell of rouge powder would be the moment when two strong men took a cosmetic bag to the wall."

Yang Yan closed his eyes, and the makeup artist was putting on his eye makeup.

Lin Siji attaches great importance to the drama festival, but obviously this male creature has no talent in beauty makeup, and no one has the brains to find a makeup team outside. In the end, he only recruited a wechat trading group on campus with 50 yuan Dayang, who often spends [-] yuan on video. A first-year student who does beauty tutorials on the website works as a makeup artist.

"No, the closest you will get to rouge powder in your life is the next six hours." Yang Yan interrupted him ruthlessly, "The rouge will go through the cosmetic bag and hit your face directly."

"Fuck." Liang Tao scolded.

The makeup artist couldn't help laughing, but still reminded professionally: "Senior, don't turn your head, look down."

When Lin Siji entered, Yang Yan was putting on lip makeup.

In the field of vision, Yang Yan lowered his eyes, the earth-colored powder on his eyelids gave him a somewhat decadent temperament, his chin was pinched, his head was forcibly raised, his thin lips were slightly parted, and the lower half of his lips were stained with lipstick It is gorgeous, and the upper half maintains a pale pink color.

His entire temperament was like lips, the rouge and powder on the surface couldn't stop the desertedness in his bones.

Standing at the door, Lin Siji looked at him, his hands itching suddenly, thinking that one day he should write Yang Yan a role similar to that of an actor or spy, so that he would be worthy of this person's weird and charming aura.

"Here we come." Yang Yan raised his eyes.

His eyes were very bright, and under the decadent makeup, the pupils of his eyes shone with light.

Lin Siji's heart moved slightly. For some unknown reason, he slightly avoided the shining gaze and said:

"Ah."

After finishing lip makeup, Yang Yan took a small mirror to take a picture, frowning slightly.

"Is it a bit too red?"

The makeup artist squeezed his chin and looked at it: "It seems a little bit."

She handed it over with a cotton swab: "Time is too tight, and I have to help another senior make up. You can wipe it off first, and I'll come back and touch up if the color fades too much."

"Okay." Yang Yan took the cotton swab.

The makeup artist packed up her things and got up, carrying her makeup bag and walking towards Liangtao.

Yang Yan picked up the mirror, the mirror was very small, it was inconvenient to rub lipstick on it, he gestured twice, annoyed, he raised his head and asked Lin Siji: "Can you wipe off my lipstick for me, I can't see clearly in the mirror."

"Okay." Lin Siji sat down in front of him, and took the cotton swab.

When handing over the cotton swabs, the two of them touched lightly with their fingers, and Yang Yan's fingertips were stained with a little powder. The soft and waxy touch reminded Lin Siji of a miniature sorbet, and it was shockingly cold.

Lin Siji calmed down and wiped it with his hands.

Fearing that he would wipe away the lip makeup and make his face dirty, Lin Siji imitated the makeup artist and gently squeezed Yang Yan's chin with his left hand.

Yang Yan's chin is also soft, under a thin layer of skin, the bones are obviously cold.Being pinched and unable to move, he narrowed his eyes uncomfortably, and opened his mouth slightly like a cat losing its temper.

Lin Siji had an instant illusion that a "meow" was about to pop out from those lips that were as thin as stained ice, but there was no fact, and Yang Yan finally just opened his mouth slightly, without saying a word.

Lin Siji felt that he was very strange today, with inexplicable thoughts one after another, he put all his thoughts to the back of his head, focused on his eyes seriously, and wiped off the excessive lip makeup on Yang Yan's lips bit by bit with a cotton swab.

His movements were too meticulous and naturally slow. Yang Yan felt a little sleepy after waiting. He squinted his eyes twice, closed them, and let himself go.

Lin Siji didn't understand how Yang Yan closed his eyes after putting on makeup properly. He was too close to Yang Yan, and he could see Yang Yan's tall nose bridge, long and curled eyelashes, and delicate eyebrow shape as soon as he raised his eyes.

Among other things, this man is really good-looking.

Such a sentence suddenly appeared in Lin Siji's heart.

Nanyi has no shortage of beautiful people. It is absolutely not shameful to pull a student out of the four grades of the acting department. However, Yang Yan's good looks seem to be different from them. Suffocating visual impact.

Some directors in the industry are reluctant to give too beautiful people a chance to be on camera, for fear of overwhelming the audience.But Lin Siji thought, if it was him, he would probably be willing to take a long lens to shoot this person for three days and three nights. The film released will be full of close-ups of Yang Yan. The face becomes the "lord" of that movie.

Yang Yan's breathing became more even, and he fell asleep within a few breaths.

Lin Siji's heart twitched, and he stretched out his hand maliciously, and pinched his cheek with his thumb and middle finger, once, and again.

Unbelievably soft to the touch.

Lin Siji found it a little funny for some reason. Compared with the boy in the snow-white down jacket running wildly in the night, and the cold and emotionless voice coming from the radio, Yang Yan at this moment is too cute, and people can't imagine his sharp expression after opening his eyes.

Lin Siji couldn't put his hands down on Yang Yan's cheeks, and unconsciously leaned towards them, kneading them wantonly while he was asleep.

"Hey Xiao Zhang, is the waiting room for "War and Flowers" at 104?" In the corridor, Zhang Mo stopped a student union officer he knew and asked.

"That's right. Aren't you his roommate, can't you just ask?" the officer said.

"He didn't reply to my WeChat." Zhang Mo explained, "Thanks."

Zhang Mo walked in the direction of 104, and the two people behind him went forward together.

Among them, the one in a dark green robe was Sheng Liye, and the other one in a suit with a domineering face was Fu Yueyu, another student from the Department of Acting.

As they walked, Zhang Mo turned his head and said to Sheng Liye: "Before you said that you were Siji's fanboy, I still didn't believe it. I didn't expect you to really insist on coming to see him backstage."

Sheng Liye smiled politely: "I'm not a fan, it's just that the senior was really famous in high school. I have admired such a celebrity on campus for a long time, so I naturally want to say hello when I have the opportunity."

"You guys are from the same school." Fu Yueyu interrupted the conversation, and he raised his eyebrows, "Then why don't you just volunteer to be an actor in his show?"

"Applied, but was rejected." Sheng Liye said calmly.

"Tch." Fu Yueyu made no secret of his ridicule.

"Sorry." He said casually, "I couldn't hold back."

"No way." Zhang Mo was taken aback when he heard Sheng Liye say that, "I remember he is very short of actors."

"Maybe I've already found the right one." Sheng Liye didn't want to say anything more on this topic, he pointed to the house number, "Here we are."

Zhang Mo stopped and knocked on the door twice.

No one answered.

"Hey, I don't reply to WeChat, and I don't respond to knocking on the door. It's big enough." Fu Yue said with a strange tone.

Zhang Mo frowned and didn't say anything: "Then go in directly?"

"Go straight in." Sheng Liye agreed.

Zhang Mo twisted the handle and opened the door.

The scene in front of him stunned him.

Facing the door sat two people, one with his back turned and the other with his face covered.Relying on the tacit understanding of his roommates for three years, Zhang Mo barely recognized that the back of the head belonged to Lin Siji.

What shocked him was that his roommate, who was usually pure-hearted and ascetic, was holding the face of the person in front of him with both hands at this moment, and was intimate with the actor who couldn't see the face in a large audience.