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

After all, the selection of the script is a big project.

Lin Siji said that text communication on WeChat is easy to miss the meaning, and it is suggested that the two make an appointment for an interview.

Yang Yan looked at the class schedule, because Wang Shusheng was coming to NAFA to cast a role, and the Acting Department added a lot of professional courses in recent days.

Yang Yan studied the schedule carefully and gave a reply.

Little Flame [Only free for lunch and dinner]

Lin Siji【Is it okay at noon on Thursday】

Little Flame 【ok】

Little Flame [a cafeteria? 】

Lin Siji [Let's go to the four canteens. The four canteens are close to the choreographer, director and performance department. There are relatively few people, and there are many empty tables, suitable for conversations, and the most important thing is]

Lin Siji [I especially like the pork belly chicken in Si Canteen]

Little Flame […]

small flame 【OK】

Lin Siji [See you in the canteen at 11:30 noon the day after tomorrow]

Little Flame 【ok】

Although the fourth canteen is not far from the teaching area of ​​the acting department, it is not too close. Generally speaking, it takes about seven or eight minutes to walk from the gate of the teaching area of ​​the acting department to the entrance of the fourth canteen.

The last class in the morning ends at 11:[-], which is more than enough time.

It's a pity that on Thursday, by coincidence, the last class was given by a teacher who likes to procrastinate.The teacher's delay was not long, about ten minutes, but this made the originally sufficient time in the plan extremely urgent.

After class, Yang Yanfei rushed out of the classroom, leaving behind Liang Tao's shout of "Let's go together", and rushed straight to the fourth canteen.

Hard work pays off, when Yang Yan arrived at the entrance of the No. [-] canteen, he happened to hold down the time point of [-] minutes, not more, not less.

Lin Siji stood on the steps at the entrance of the cafeteria, looked at Yang Yan who had stopped abruptly in front of the steps, and said jokingly, "You're from the line-cutting school."

"No, I'm an early arrival group." Yang Yan took a few short breaths, "But the teacher is an overtime group."

Lin Siji smiled, and said, "Go in."

After Yang Yan adjusted his breathing, he replied, "Yes."

The fourth canteen has two floors, because it was late, there were not many vacancies left on the first floor.After Lin Siji and Yang Yan entered, they glanced at the queue at the window, and chose to go upstairs tacitly.

They walked up the steps side by side.

Lin Siji glanced casually, and was attracted by a touch of orange on Yang Yan's wrist.

This color reminded Lin Siji of the orange-yellow coat that Yang Yan was wearing when they met in a private room in the library.Lin Siji was deeply impressed by that coat. Its orange-yellow color contrasted sharply with the cool-toned library decoration. The visual impact at first glance was obvious, giving people a sense of brilliance.

Then Lin Siji thought of the bright yellow scarf that Yang Yan "paid" to him two days ago. It is now safely placed on the upper shelf of the closet, and it is the only bright color in the small space surrounded by black, white and gray.

Thinking about it, Lin Siji slowed down slightly, from being side by side with Yang Yan to being half a step behind.

He lowered his eyes and concentrated, and finally saw the orange-yellow true face on Yang Yan's wrist.

A rubber band.

Instead of a simple single-loop rubber band, it consists of multiple thin rubber bands.

In Lin Siji's line of sight, several thin threads loosely encircle the slender wrist bones. The two ends of the thin threads meet, and a knot is randomly tied. The extra threads are divided into two groups, diverging to both sides of the knot, forming a bow-like visual effect. .

A very feminine elastic.

If this rubber band appeared on the head of an adolescent girl, simply wrapping it around a few times and pulling out the ponytail, the orange-yellow hair will be revealed in the swing, it should be easy to seduce people's minds.

But now the girl's rubber band fell on a man's wrist, and the protruding bones propped up one side of the rubber band from time to time, the contrast between hardness and softness was sharp and dazzling.

Yang Yan is very thin, and his frame is smaller than that of ordinary men. His wrist bones are slender and smooth, and he can't catch loose rubber bands.

The wrist swings with the steps, and the rubber band also rises and falls slightly due to inertia, colliding back and forth between the wrist bone and the hand bone.

Lin Siji knew that orange-yellow was white, but he never thought that the effect of orange-yellow could be so amazing.

Just a thin orange-yellow rubber band, placed on Yang Yan's wrist, not only sets off the whiteness of the skin, but even highlights the blueness of the blood vessels.

Dazzled by Bai and stung by Qing, Lin Siji glanced twice, looked away, and stopped looking.

But even if he looked ahead, the white wrist bones still dazzled in the corner of his eye with a sudden drop of orange.

Lin Siji could only speed up two steps and stand side by side with Yang Yan again, only then could he avoid that disturbing color.

He slowed down and accelerated again, with an intriguing and weird expression, which attracted Yang Yan's strange glance and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Siji replied: "It's fine."

The verbal answer couldn't hide the churning of thoughts.

Lin Siji thought.

If such a rubber band appeared in the hands of an ordinary boy, I might smile knowingly, guessing that the other party must have a lively and cute little girlfriend.

But at this moment, Lin Siji couldn't apply this ordinary idea to Yang Yan.

"Yang Yan is also gay."

Sheng Liye's words suddenly appeared in his ears.

"Everyone says so."

Lin Siji thought, no, no.

It's a stereotype.

He thought he couldn't listen to rumors, look at people with colored glasses, and couldn't start thinking wildly and draw conclusions on people just because of a rubber band or a trivial detail.

Lin Siji thought.

Yang Yan just likes orange, so he wore orange for the first time he met him, and chose orange for the first time he gave him a gift, and now he wears an orange rubber band when he eats with himself...

It has nothing to do with sexual orientation, it has something to do with orange and Lin Siji.

Maybe Yang Yan just likes orange.

Perhaps, Yang Yan just likes...

"Which team are you talking about?"

Yang Yan spoke suddenly.

Lin Siji's thoughts were interrupted.He raised his eyes and found that the two had already walked and stood at the entrance of the cafeteria on the second floor. At the window in front of his line of sight, students were scattered in seven or eight teams.What Yang Yan asked just now was which team can lead to the "delicious chicken with pork belly" in Lin Siji's mouth.

Lin Siji quickly came back to his senses, and he walked towards a certain team: "This way."

There are much fewer students on the second floor than on the first floor, and the two of them went from queuing to eating to finding a seat in one go, and it took less than 5 minutes to add a piece.

Pork belly chicken didn't quite suit Yang Yan's taste. He tasted a couple of mouthfuls and put down his chopsticks with a frown.

"Isn't it delicious?" Lin Siji asked.

"Spicy." Yang Yan said, pulling the tab of the drink.

Lin Siji felt strange, he glanced at Yang Yan's bowl: "There is no pepper."

"Huajiao." Yang Yan's tone was hurried.

He took two gulps of Coke, but the carbonated drink not only failed to dispel the spiciness, but aggravated the tingling pain in his throat.

Taking two big gulps, Yang Yan was almost choked, and after barely swallowing the Coke, he began to cough uncontrollably.

The rims of his eyes were choked red, and the corners of his eyes were moist, looking quite embarrassed.

From the last cheese hotpot game, when Yang Yan did not touch the kimchi in the small dish with a chopstick, Lin Siji vaguely guessed that Yang Yan might not be able to eat spicy food, but he did not expect that Yang Yan could not eat spicy food so much, just a few peppercorns , made him red-eyed.

"Why don't you take a sip of mine." Lin Siji handed out his drink hesitantly, "It's mung bean soup, it should be more spicy...but..."

Yang Yan coughed continuously, and the mung bean soup was obviously a timely help. Before he finished listening to Lin Siji's words, he snatched the cup with his hands, took two sips through the straw, and finally suppressed the burning pain in his mouth.

Yang Yan put down the mung bean soup, coughed twice, and said vaguely, "Thank you."

Lin Siji silently swallowed the sentence "But I just took a sip", and said, "You're welcome."

Yang Yan put the mung bean soup back on Lin Siji's dinner plate where the drink was originally placed, pushed the pork belly and chicken away with a little disgust, and lowered his head to pick up the dry rice.

Lin Siji hesitated to speak, and finally bowed his head to eat quietly.

Although the food in the four canteens is not heavy in oil and salt, but if you eat too much, you will want to drink water.

When the pork belly bottomed out, Lin Siji felt a little thirsty, he put down his chopsticks, picked up the mung bean soup, hesitated slightly, bowed his head and took a sip.

Lin Siji put down his drink, pushed the plate away, and announced the end of eating.

Yang Yan ate a little slower than Lin Siji. Although he gave up the side dishes, he just mixed vegetables with rice, and he also seriously realized the CD.

Yang Yan put down the bowl, Lin Siji joked, "Don't you have any diet rules?"

"There are rules." Yang Yan put down the bowl, "Obviously I don't intend to abide by it."

Yang Yan also finished eating, and the two officially entered the stage of discussing the script.

Lin Siji asked, "Have you read both scripts?"

Yang Yan nodded.

In the past two days, he carefully read the two scripts again.

"I still prefer the second one, the ballet dancer." Yang Yan insisted on the first choice.

Lin Siji didn't directly object to his opinion, just smiled, and said: "I personally prefer Boxer's script. There is a very good scene in that script, that is, after Boxer learned that his daughter was ill, he happened to receive it from the underground. The invitation to the arena, the scene where you struggled to choose when you hit the sandbag... This scene is very suitable to watch alone, because it is a turning point in the whole play, and the emotions contained in just a few minutes are heavy. The action of punching the sandbag can visualize the hesitation and irritability of the protagonist, so that the viewer can fully understand the psychological activities of the protagonist. As for the script of the ballet dancer, although it also has similar fragments, most of those plots require more than two people to interact with each other. If the play is completed, if it is performed by one person, the drama tension will be greatly reduced in the absence of the opponent's lines and characters."

When Lin Siji said this, he felt a little thirsty, so he picked up the mung bean soup and took a sip.Looking up at Yang Yan's thinking expression, he continued:

"And I heard that director Wang Shusheng is going to shoot a red movie about the underground party during the Anti-Japanese War. If the news is true, then the tough and masculine image of the boxer is obviously better than the femininity and neutrality set by the ballet dancer. It is more in line with the theme of casting and has an advantage in the competition of casting."

Lin Siji said: "My reasons for choosing the first script are roughly these, it's up to you to explain your reasons."

After he finished speaking, he gently lifted his chin, motioning for Yang Yan to speak.

Yang Yan frowned, thinking hard for a long time.

Lin Siji watched his expression change, and patiently waited for him to give a reason enough to change his mind.

Finally, Yang Yan spoke after deliberation: "I... like the story of the second script very much."

Lin Siji said, "Well, then?"

Yang Yan was expressionless: "It's gone."

Lin Siji, who was waiting for him to convince him with reason: ...

"Okay." Lin Siji calmly said, "Then it's settled, we'll choose the first one."

Yang Yan: "... I like it, can't it be considered a reason?"

"It's barely counted by me." Lin Siji paused for a moment, and then asked, "Does it count with Director Wang?"

Yang Yan: ...

Yang Yan: "Okay."