The beautiful boy is disobedient, take over!

Because of Zhang Jianghe's suggestion, Zhong Ming decided to give himself a short hypnosis, hypnotize himself, and make himself believe that he is in love with Ling Zhigang.But he tried it, and found that such deception was really difficult to hide from himself, and he really couldn't pass his level, so he decided to take the next best thing, telling himself that he actually had a good impression of Ling Zhigang.

Say a few words to yourself before going to bed every day, and say a few words to yourself after waking up.To be honest, he was afraid at first that he didn't deceive Ling Zhigang, but put himself in it, but after a few days, he found that he was really worrying too much, because now he saw that Ling Zhigang could not resist kicking him. He was already very polite and forbearing.

He feared and hated Ling Zhigang, and his feelings were very complicated.

The only consolation in life is that his stage play is progressing very smoothly. After more than a week of rehearsals, many things have been settled.After getting along with each other, the protagonists on the stage cooperated more and more tacitly. One day, Mr. Song took him to watch a stage play rehearsed by two other award-winning works.After reading it, Mr. Song asked him what he thought.

Zhong Ming felt that it was not as good as him, but he still said politely, "It's pretty good."

"Compared to ours?"

"Different types..."

"Compared with ours, it's still a breath away. But writing a story, this tone is very important. Their works are not bad, but they think less about the stage when they write, and they are not as expressive as yours. There is also a lot of space left for the performers. You should maintain this advantage in the future, and remember that stage scripts are different from movie scripts, and only by adapting to local conditions can you get twice the result with half the effort."

Teacher Song obviously liked him very much and taught him a lot.Zhong Ming is open-minded and loves learning. He is happy to learn, and Teacher Song is also happy to teach. He almost regards him as half of his student.There is a very important reason why Zhong Ming’s works performed better than the other two. When he wrote, he imagined a performance to write, and he interpreted all the written dialogues and actions in his heart. Once again, with a script written in this way, as long as the actor's performance is similar to what he imagined, basically there will be no difference.

Two days later, Mr. Song asked him to write a brand new script. He didn't set a theme for him, but said that he could write whatever he wanted, and he was given plenty of time. Can.

Although Teacher Song didn't say anything, Zhong Ming vaguely felt that this was an opportunity for him. Although he himself didn't necessarily understand what kind of opportunity it was, he thought it was a touchstone, and it was Teacher Song who wanted to try him. Fineness.

Zhong Ming took this script very seriously, he just couldn't make up his mind on what theme to choose for a while.But his self-confidence was hit shortly afterwards. It was a rehearsal in mid-December. Several leaders from the University of Arts and their school came. Teacher Song also called him over and introduced him to the leaders. After a while, the secretary of the University of Arts read it and said: "It's still a little immature."

Of course, I also said that a seventeen or eighteen-year-old student can write like this is already very good, but it still seriously hit Zhong Ming's self-confidence. He is a bit narcissistic in writing, probably because literati look down on each other. , he has a sense of superiority in his own writing.The fire of his dream that had just been ignited was poured on his head, but it also made him a lot more rational, and made him no longer swayed, and asked for advice more humbly.When he came back from the University of Arts, he was walking on the road when someone behind him suddenly stopped him, it was Shen Jun.

In fact, he has been meeting Shen Jun these few days, but he didn't have any more conversations in private. He was a little embarrassed, and Shen Jun must have it too.Nor are they particularly close friends.He stopped, and Shen Jun chased after him, saying, "You walk so fast, you disappeared as soon as I washed my face."

"You have something to do with me?"

"I can't find you if I have nothing to do?" Shen Jun smiled and said, "I'll treat you to supper."

Zhong Ming thought for a while and said, "Then I'll make a phone call first."

Only then did Shen Jun show such an embarrassed expression, he smiled and said, "It should be, it should be..."

Zhong Ming just made a phone call with Ling Zhigang, and said truthfully, "I'll have dinner with Shen Jun before going back."

Of course Ling Zhigang was unhappy, but he was magnanimous and said: "Don't be too late, where to eat, I am going to pick you up. There are no buses now, right?"

Zhong Ming originally planned to take a taxi back, but after thinking about it, he agreed.There's no need for him to make Ling Zhigang suspicious again on this matter. This can be regarded as gaining wisdom from a fall in the pit. The last beating was not in vain: "Then I will send you the address later."

Shen Jun took him to a Sichuan restaurant near the school and ordered a small hot pot.Eating hot pot in winter is very enjoyable, and Zhong Ming only picks spicy food, but Shen Jun doesn't eat spicy food, saying: "I have an acting class tomorrow, so I can't eat spicy food, it's easy to get angry."

Shen Jun didn't eat spicy food, so he only drank a glass of wine, but Zhong Ming ate all the spicy food by himself, sweating all over his body.It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and there were not many people eating in the restaurant, only in the next room, some classmates celebrated their birthdays, and seven or eight people were drinking and making noises, which was very lively.In fact, he and Shen Jun didn't say anything special, as if they knew each other well, what they said was irrelevant, and it was no different from having dinner with old friends.They are very similar people, regardless of their looks and talents, they have their own merits, and it seems that there is a feeling of sympathy from the very beginning of their acquaintance.Ling Zhigang came before the meal was finished, but he didn't come in. He parked the car outside the gate of the University of Arts and waited for him.

Zhong Ming was both relieved and sad that Shen Jun could treat him like this, and he admired Shen Jun even more.Shen Jun's social skills are beyond ordinary people's. Zhong Ming is ashamed of this. He seems to be born to be an idol. He is mature and not tactful, which makes people feel very sincere.Shen Jun knew that Ling Zhi was coming to pick him up, so he didn't see him off. The two broke up at the gate of the restaurant, one returned to his boss, and the other walked to the gate of the University of Arts.When he was still far away from the University of Arts, Zhong Ming saw Ling Zhigang standing next to the car with a cigarette in his mouth.

Seen in the night, Ling Zhigang felt a little more sinister all over his body. He was tall and straight, dressed in black, and his every move had a sharp masculinity.Zhong Ming stood watching from a distance for a while, then suddenly squatted down by the side of the road.

He can't help but think in his mind, if he hadn't met Ling Zhigang, how beautiful his life would be now. He is so close to his dream now, and it seems that he can have a very bright future.

But a Ling Zhigang offset all the joy. With Ling Zhigang, his life is successful, so what can he do.

He sighed, feeling very sad, so he started to hypnotize himself again, saying, "Actually, I like Ling Zhigang very much."

Actually... "actually" like it very much.

Adding such a word changed the taste of the whole sentence. It turned out that he couldn't even fool himself after all.

While he was squatting there, a car suddenly stopped in front of him. When he looked up, he saw Ling Zhigang say through the car window, "Why are you squatting here, get in the car!"

He opened the car door and sat in the back seat. He felt warm all of a sudden. After all, it was a good car, and it was comfortable inside.

"Drinking?"

"Yeah." Zhong Ming has a good capacity for alcohol, even though he doesn't usually drink much.He sniffed his arm and asked, "Does the wine smell very strong?"

"A little bit." The man handed him a glass of water, he shook his head and said, "It's too cold."

The man looked at him, then suddenly drove the car aside, and got out of the car. Zhong Ming looked out through the glass, and saw that Ling Zhi had just entered a milk tea shop next to the University of Arts. A cup of hot milk tea.

Zhong Ming took it in his hand, the warmth of the milk tea touched his palm, he said "thank you", but didn't drink it.

"Why don't you drink?"

"I'm not thirsty... I didn't ask you to buy it."

This is the problem, Ling Zhigang is like this, he is used to being strong and domineering, and he doesn't know how to ask the other party's opinion on what to do.But in fact, what he thought was good, Zhong Ming might not like it or need it.

But sometimes he is kind and not malicious.He bought hot food for Zhong Ming because he was afraid that his stomach would be uncomfortable, so Zhong Ming squatted on the ground, thinking that he had drunk too much and his stomach was uncomfortable.

Ling Zhigang looked at Zhong Ming, didn't speak for a long time, and was a little angry.His anger seemed to be understandable. For a person of his grade and status, he wanted to please, but failed. He had a feeling of a hot face with a cold ass.Zhong Ming drank the milk tea in his hand even though he was already full.

"Aren't you thirsty?"

"Your mind can never be wasted."

"You can't take it home if you're not thirsty, and drink it when you're thirsty?"

Zhong Ming said at the end of his words: "I... I didn't expect it."

He really didn't expect that all he wanted was not to make Ling Zhigang angry, all he wanted was to curry favor with him, confuse him, and pretended to be docile.

Ling Zhi just laughed, a little helpless.He was still happy after all, because of the masculinity in his heart, it may not be a bad thing for Zhong Ming to listen to him like this.Emotional matters cannot be rushed, but it is very important to establish authority from the beginning.