high intensity friendship

Chapter 111 Extra Story 1: The Disillusionment of a Fan Circle Boy

If someone could predict the future and tell him in July this year that you will spend your whole life with that male star who came to school to film, Gu Quan would definitely scoff.

The news that a film crew will come to the school to shoot scenes during the summer vacation has been circulating among the students for a long time.Before the end of the final exam, it was finally confirmed by the school.

Like a bowl of water poured into a frying pan, the crowd of girls exploded, and some people refunded their tickets on the spot.

Gu Quan also chose to stay in school, but not to watch the actor who had just become popular, but to prepare for the competition.

I sent my girlfriend to the train station, and on the way back, I saw a girl in the class broadcasting in real time: The crew has checked into the hotel, and shooting will start in two days.

In the days to come, if you see people piled up like throwing money, you must be filming a TV series.The heat and excitement flushed the faces of the youthful boys and girls (mainly the girls), all stretching their necks and looking up, their necks and nose tips glistening with sweat.

Gu Quan usually walked around.The weather is too hot, if it is winter, he might join in the fun.

One day, the film crew filmed scenes in the library and cleared half of the floor.The library was cool, so Gu Quan was watching in the outer circle with his book and Oxford dictionary in his arms.The height advantage allows him to take a panoramic view of the shooting scene without any effort.

That was the first time he saw Xin Chi in three-dimensional space, a profile, as if burned in a timeless oil painting.

Not tall, but her body proportions are perfect, she is reclining on the back of the loveseat sofa listening to the director's play, her waist is slightly slumped, with a hint of laziness in a summer afternoon.The short coffee-colored hair is soft and thick, and the light from the incandescent lamp is diffused, making it gentle.

Before seeing the real person, Gu Quan thought that the upside-down beings in the two-dimensional world were all pictures.

The media randomly put all kinds of beautiful words they could think of on Xin Chi, and finally agreed that "his face was pinched by God".

When this statement first came out, Gu Quan complained to his roommate: It must have been pinched by Nu Wa.After looking at it from a distance for a while, he changed to another floor and continued to study by himself.

At night, when he was lying in bed chatting with his girlfriend, he received a message from his French teacher: Are you still in school?Come to my office tomorrow morning, if I have something to trouble you.

The next morning, he walked into the office on time.Besides the teacher, there were several strangers, including a foreigner.

"Gu Quan, come," the teacher introduced him to the other party, "This is the chairman of the student union of our bilingual college, a senior at the beginning of the semester."

It turned out that several of them were crew members, and the foreigner was a French photographer.The assistant and translator was sent to the hospital last night due to appendicitis. Before finding a new photography assistant, I wanted to find a student to be an interpreter.In fact, the photographer can speak English, but the accent is so heavy that the colleagues can't understand it.

"It won't be long, just about a week, don't delay your preparation for the competition." The teacher pulled him aside and said in a low voice.

"I don't understand photography terminology."

"Literal translation is fine. What a great opportunity to improve the image of the school and the college in the media. The teacher only looks for you because you are handsome."

The teacher directly linked him with the image of the school, and Gu Quan couldn't refuse anymore, so he started working that day and was busy until very late.

He acts as a mouthpiece for photographers and gaffers, and he sees gaffers create moonlight visuals with different colored lights, gels, and softboxes.

Compared with being separated by tens of meters, seeing Xin Chi up close is a completely different feeling.The silver-blue simulated moonlight hit him, making him look like a work of art standing still in a dark museum, a fragile beauty.

However, he made his debut with the title of acting, because he won an international film festival winner whose name is only remembered by fans.

It was nearly ten o'clock when work was over, Gu Quan bid farewell to the French photographer in a hurry, and planned to go to the night market near the school to reward himself.

After walking a few steps, a cold voice jumped into his ears from behind his shoulder, "Hey, are you a student here?"

He turned his head and saw the artwork approaching slowly.

"Are you going to the cafeteria? Take me one. I haven't eaten in a cafeteria for several years."

"The cafeteria is closed, I'm going to eat off-campus."

"Then let's go," Xin Chi stood beside him, then took out a hat from his small backpack and put it on his head, "This way no one will recognize me."

Suddenly walking with a celebrity, Gu Quan was speechless for a while.Although he is not a fan of Xin Chi, he also feels like a dream.

"You are so tall, you look like a telegraph pole from behind, almost 1.9 meters, right?" Xin Chi raised his face and looked up at him.

"No, it's pretty close."

"What year did you start school?"

"Senior."

"I seem to have seen your picture in a school building."

"It should be from the bilingual college. I'm the chairman of the student union."

"Fourth year at the beginning of school... Then when I debuted, you should be busy with the college entrance examination."

It wasn't until we chatted that Gu Quan remembered that he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders: his girlfriend asked him to ask for autographs, the more the better.

It can be seen that Xin Chi is very easy-going, he talks like a lecturer in an art gallery, has the academic articulation of a professional actor, and has a clear and melodious voice, like a mint leaf, which can beat back the stuffy heat.

Gu Quan took his bicycle and rode towards the side entrance of the school near the night market, with Xin Chi on the back seat.At first he felt embarrassed, but the other party said: "I can't run behind, can I?"

Whenever the car body shakes slightly, Gu Quan knows that it is Xin Chi who is raising his legs to drive away the mosquitoes that hit people directly, because his girlfriend will do the same.

In the green belt beside the road, there is an uninterrupted sound of noisy and disturbing insects.If those female classmates knew that he had carried a celebrity in the back seat, they would probably have to dismantle the bicycle on the spot and divide up the parts.

"Is it too stressful to learn two languages ​​at the same time?" A question came from behind.

"Well, it's alright."

"Are you taking the postgraduate entrance examination?"

"No, I want to work early."

"What else do you want?"

"I also took Spanish as an elective, but I'm not good at it, so let's try to communicate."

"It turns out that you are a top student! They all speak beautiful French, but I always feel like spitting, but you still sound nice when you speak it."

Ride out of the school and arrive at the night market in a few minutes.Xin Chi lowered the brim of his hat, walked and ate along with Gu Quan, and said, "I like to eat these dirty-looking things, and I don't always have a chance."

Gu Quan guessed that he rarely came into contact with people of the same age or younger than him in his life, because he chatted tirelessly about topics among young people, games and campus affairs.

Finally, Gu Quan decided to live up to his mission, and boldly asked: "Can you sign me? Maybe I need to sign a few more."

Xin Chi smiled, bought pens and notebooks from the stationery stall in the night market, and before leaving, he leaned on the back seat of the bicycle and signed the entire volume.

The sound of the marker pen rubbing against the paper is smooth and pleasant, and the sound of the pages turning is crisp and pleasant.The sticky hot wind of the summer night blew over his short, soft hair. Faced with such a fairy face, modest, gentle, and unassuming star, Gu Quan became his fan almost instantly.

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