I knocked my own cp[entertainment circle]

?? Midsummer,? On the rooftop after school, a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenagers gathered together.

??Young people of this age can always easily find common interests. They talked about the bald teacher from music,? From the bad burgers in the cafeteria to the most beautiful girl in the class, and then the topic returned to music.

?? They laughed wantonly, always brought the guitar with them, and the evening wind blew the wind chimes in front of the teaching building, and there was a ditty at hand.

?? After many years, Shang Pei can no longer remember the appearance of the guitarist in the band. He only remembers that he is the only Chinese in the class. His long hair can always cover his eyes, and he is taciturn, but he always asks people at critical moments. Impressive suggestion.

??The thin silhouette of the young man gradually overlapped with the person playing the guitar in front of him. The sun was setting and the sky was getting darker. Xia Lu'an's expression was gloomy.

?? Shang Pei hummed a lyric along with the music,? Xia Luan lifted his thin eyelids,? glanced at him, then bowed his head to play the guitar again.The two seem to have rehearsed countless times, and they cooperate very well.

??Zhou Zitong put his arm around Bai Sheng, put his head on his arm, and whimpered, "I'm gone,? Wherever they go, there will be sugar."

??Bai Shengshen lowered his voice mysteriously: "I have an inspiration."

??Zhou Zitong: "What the hell? Didn't the song just finish writing?"

??Bai Sheng: "That's it."

?? Zhou Zitong leaned back tactically, suddenly realized,? Then put his index finger on his lips, and signaled him with his eyes not to let Shang Pei hear.

?? After the song is finished, everyone applauds.The coordinator of the group asked: "What's the name of this song? It seems to be quite niche."

??Champey said with a smile: "This is written by our high school band,? It was not published on the Internet."

"Your high school?" Coordinator An said in surprise, "Xiao Shang and Mr. Xia, are you high school classmates?"

??Everyone exclaimed.Shang Pei and Xia Lu'an are now national CPs, and there are many reporters who pick them up, but basically they can't find anything.It was the first time they had heard of this melon.

??Shang Pei just smiled and said nothing, and Xia Luan even held the guitar, tilting his head slightly, wondering what he was thinking.

?? Everyone knew that it would be impolite to ask further questions, so they smiled and praised a few words, and each went about their own business.

??When Shang Pei sent Bai Sheng and Zhou Zitong away, the sky was sinking like water, the high and low cicadas kept rising and falling, and the evening wind blew his gown, making it a bit cold.

??A coat covered her body from behind. Under the light, Xia Luan's face was half-lit. Shang Pei pinched the coat and said, "Patrick?"

?? Xia Luan gave a low "hmm".

?? Shang Pei touched his hair in distress: "I'm sorry, you... have changed a bit, and I haven't recognized it."

??"It doesn't matter."

?? "Why didn't you tell me?" Champey asked.

??Xia Lu'an thought for a while, then laughed softly: "Because I've changed a little bit."

?? Shang Pei punched him dumbly, and said nothing.

??The memory of high school is a long time ago for him. Now he only remembers that they started a band, he was the lead singer, and Xia Luan was the guitarist. Most of the other details have been yellowed and blurred, so I can’t remember .

??His goldfish brain can only remember a vague outline of things, Shang Pei thought angrily, fortunately Xia Luan didn't say anything, otherwise he would definitely be embarrassed when the two talked about high school.

??The two walked back slowly. Shang Pei looked at Xia Luan's back, and the blurred silhouette of the young man in his mind became a little clearer. He thought in a daze that Xia Luan's changes were not only a little big.

?? It's a butterfly from a cocoon.

?? *

??There is only one night show at night, which everyone is looking forward to. Xiao Shuwu met Ying Yuanxue for the first time.

??【A heavy snow has been falling for three days, and today I finally feel a little bit about to die down.

??Xiao Shuwu stood in the corridor of the courtyard, and the cool plum fragrance was blown on his face along with the snow. He let out a long breath, watching the white mist melt a few snowdrops, and then dissipate into nothingness.

??The moonlight is as cool as water, and the red plums reflect the snow, like blood splashed under the moonlight.

??Xiao Shuwu couldn't help thinking of the first day ten years ago. There were 380 people in the Xue family.

?? He rushed to the execution ground despite the dissuasion of his brother Huang.The executioner raised his knife and fell, Xue Xiang was a great Confucian in one dynasty, two generations of emperors, pleaded for the people for more than [-] years, and finally fell to the ground on the supposedly joyful first day.

?? The bright red blood splashed into the white snow, his eyes were wide open, and he did not close them until he died.

??Xiao Shuwu closed his eyes, trying to drive away the scarlet in front of him.

??When I opened my eyes again, the red that stayed in my memory disappeared, replaced by a small red dot that was not very clear, getting closer and closer in the boundless wind and snow.

??The end of the year is approaching, and the guards of the palace are a bit too slack.Xiao Shuwu thought with a blank expression.

?? Seeing the red umbrella approaching the courtyard, Xiao Shuwu asked coldly, "Who is here?"

?? "Below, Ying Yuanxue." The red umbrella was retracted, and under the bright moonlight, the young man was stunningly beautiful.

??The winter is cold, but he only wears a thin red shirt.Ru Mo's eyebrows were bent, and a cinnabar mole under his eyes was like blood and tears.He looked at Xiao Shuwu, and smiled sweetly: "Your Majesty intends to send me to the prince in five days, I couldn't wait, so I came first."

??Ying Yuanxue casually threw the umbrella on the ground, stretched her arms, and turned around in front of Xiao Shuwu: "The prince looks at me, do you still like it?"

??The red umbrella draws a long line of blood in the snow.Xiao Shuwu looked at Ying Yuanxue, smiled coldly, and did not answer. 】

?? "Okay, call it a day!"

??The whole production team is very excited. This is the first time Xiao Shuwu and Ying Yuanxue meet. As the saying goes, the sky thunders and the earth hits the ground. With a glance of thousands of years, all love-hate entanglements will start from here.

?? A little girl stood in the crowd and howled: "Quickly say you like it! Xiao Shuwu, if you don't say it, you won't have a chance!"

??Shang Pei gave her a strange look, and the assistant director Dong Chun immediately introduced: "Xiao Shang, this is our screenwriter Cong Lian, you can call her Sister Cong."

??Shang Pei immediately greeted her affectionately, shouting at each sister Cong affectionately.

?? Cong Lian is also his fan, and immediately took out a bunch of posters to sign, Shang Pei signed with a smile, pretending to be casual and asked: "Sister Cong, what is the plot behind, I only have two weeks of scripts here , I haven’t seen enough.”

?? Cong Lian giggled: "You Director Hou asked you to keep it secret, and I can't help it." She stuck out her tongue, "You will know in two weeks."

?? As a pearl, Cong Lian has amazing resistance to her idol.No matter how Shang Pei acted coquettishly and cutely, she didn't reveal a word of the plot, but just held her face in a nympho: "The goose paper I wrote is so handsome, and the goose paper I like is so handsome. My two goose papers fit together, too Happy wow."

??Champei: "..."

??He returned the signed poster to the mother fan with a wooden face, floated to Xia Luan with a wooden face, and asked in a low voice: "Do I not look good enough for a boyfriend?"

??Xia Lu'an went in without knowing it: "What's wrong?"

??Champei: "Do you think my mother has too many fans?"

??Xia Luan couldn't laugh or cry: "You are cute."

??In the distance, the screenwriter looked at the two of them with a smile on their faces, and Hou Jianyang said in a voice: "Make the trailer tonight, and promote it on the official blog tomorrow."

??Everyone was busy packing things. Shang Pei hadn't changed yet, and was leaning against Xia Luan's back to play with her mobile phone.

??He wanted to discuss with summerLA the serious question of "how strong is Shang Pei's boyfriend". When the button was opened, an automatic update interface appeared first. Shang Pei patiently waited for the progress bar to load.

??As soon as the chat panel was opened, a new message popped up instantly.

??summerLA: [I accidentally lost my temper with him, how can I make up for it? 】

?? The time shows that it was past four in the morning yesterday.

??Shang Pei was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Xia Lu'an.