Little Slag Rebirth

Time seemed to pass extremely slowly, but in a blink of an eye, it was almost time to wrap up.

The next scene to be filmed is the final part. Zhou Xin insisted on filming this scene at the end. She said: "You two have been in contact with acting for a short time. If the filming process is too jumpy, it may affect the relationship between the two. The grasp of the plot." Therefore, this is a veritable "last scene".

With so much emphasis on the last scene, Zhou Xin didn't tell Mu Lianxia and Tang Yufeng about the drama. Mu Lianxia looked at Zhou Xin inquiringly, even if Tang Yufeng's acting skills are so good that he doesn't need guidance, but he doesn't have the "extraordinary talent" like him ", What a tragic scene it will be if the president is dissatisfied and shoots at himself...

The president squinted his eyes and smiled incomprehensibly, "Lian Xia, I won't tell you about the scene this time. After playing for so long, you should be sure of your own role. The next scene You can act however you want, if you are really not confident, go play against Tang Yufeng and find out how you feel."

I'm stressed when you say that, really.Mu Lianxia looked at the head of the president [I will slap you if you don't perform well], and walked towards the tent beside her with her costume in her arms.

The conditions on the outside are relatively simple. The locker room is just two temporary tents, one for men and one for men, and it is enough to ensure that they will not be exposed. As for the separation of rooms inside, it is simply unrealistic.

Entering inside, I found that Tang Yufeng was also there. He had already changed his clothes and was reading the script at the moment. Mu Lianxia paused for a moment, and then quickly began to change clothes—it wasn't because he was tweaking, they were all boys. He also had Tang Yufeng. He didn't feel shy or anything, but the discomfort was real. Tang Yufeng's eyes fell on his body silently, which aroused his goosebumps layer after layer in the relatively warm weather.

The young man's thin but flexible body is quietly exposed in the air, exuding a bit of green and clean temptation. The next moment, this beautiful scene is hidden under the heavy robes. The young man's clothes have always been bright and light-colored. For the first time, Tang Yufeng saw Mu Lianxia who was dressed in black.

The cold silk obediently outlines the young man's beautiful figure. A three-finger-wide belt hangs from the waist line that is tightly gripped. It is dark red inlaid with gold and lingers around. There is no fancy or pattern in the whole body of clothes. The bright red thread and silver thread are used to form a complicated and mysterious totem, and the young man's white and slender collarbone is hidden in the neckline, revealing an indescribable taste.The large sleeves of the toga followed the young man's movements, showing a restrained and secret luster, and the black reflected in his eyes, faintly shining.

After putting on her clothes, Mu Lianxia was a little stunned, this color... she hadn't touched it for a long time.Now that I'm wearing it again, it's not as sad as I imagined. Those things that I thought I would never be able to look directly at and overcome, I don't know when they can no longer affect my emotions.Heh, he suddenly evoked a smile, but he didn't look at the people next to him. Why did he escape his own life because of such people and things? It's not worth it, it's really not worth it.

Because, there is already a more precious existence in his life.

Tang Yufeng's heart sank as early as when he saw the corner of the boy's mouth curled up——

Dressed in a black robe, he looked like a young man slowly walking out of the middle of the night. His smile caused the corners of his eyes to rise slightly, forming a charming and innocent arc. The deep black was reflected in those shallow eyes. Smudged with the cold dark color, that smile is icy cold, but there is a little gentleness flowing slowly hidden deep in the dark eyes.

His fingers tightened unconsciously, but Tang Yufeng couldn't look away. He really shouldn't have looked at it, not from the first sight.

There are always some people and things that break in with unpredictable gestures when we are most caught off guard, and then roar and pass somewhere in the bottom of our hearts. Traces remained, and those places that were healed into scars by time, always hurt deeply every time they were accidentally touched.

The young man's voice sounded softly, "So, you are wearing black like this, it suits you very well."

Mu Lianxia came back to his senses, and after realizing who the speaker was, he raised his eyebrows and did not answer.

What you think is no longer important, Tang Yufeng.

The scene ended very smoothly, Mr. President’s one-inch-high leather boots were stomping loudly, and he seemed to be in a very comfortable mood. Everyone could finally breathe a sigh of relief, and it finally came to an end. The warm big bed and bathtub, God knows How long have they been missing, ah tears...

Zhou Xin patted Mu Lianxia on the shoulder, "It's over, the last match."

The young man smiled, with some complicated meanings in that smile, yes, it's over, not only this scene, but also the things that have been entangled with him all this time, and the things he couldn't let go of, are all marked with a single line. period.

Everyone held a grand bonfire party in the courtyard that night. I don’t know how Zhou Xin did it. He actually got barbecue food and utensils in the temple, and there was still half a case of beer. Mu Lianxia looked at the community. The grown-up eats the chicken leg with his left hand and the hot dog with his right hand, and occasionally takes a sip from the bottle. He silently asks, is this really a temple?The people living in it are actually wine and meat monks, you bastard? !And there are still minors here, is it really okay to drink or something...

The president, who was full of food and drink, dragged his thick glasses back to the room to discuss the issue of post-production, leaving a group of people to continue to vent their excess enthusiasm.The people who had drank more or less were obviously agitated. Several people had already pulled each other and started dancing samba around the fire. Feng Xin and Zhang Lulu also drank a little. Akira] heated discussions on the issue.Looking at the flushed faces of the two of them, Mu Lianxia lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, this is also very good.

A chicken wing was handed over, "Do you want to eat?"

Mu Lianxia looked up in surprise, and then smiled politely, "Thank you, I'm full."

Tang Yufeng didn't say anything. He took the chicken wings back and put them aside. He lay on the ground indifferently, looking at the bright stars in the sky. Stars, tell me their stories."

Mu Lianxia remained silent. He didn't know why Tang Yufeng said this to him, and he didn't want to know.

For some things, Mu Lianxia gave everything in the previous life, but in the end he didn't get any response. After everything was wrong, he turned around resolutely. Those things that were obsessed with obsession and obsession back then are what you want to say now... ..

The person who wanted to hear it was no longer there.

The boy suddenly remembered that when he was very young, he would be hugged by that person, sitting in the garden and watching the stars.At that time, the person who was holding me was still a child, and in the big blanket, that person's immature chest was tightly pressed against my back, and the steady heartbeat carried the body temperature, which made the autumn night of that year warm. Rongrong, precipitated in the memory, turned into a faint color of light yellow.

He pointed to the stars inlaid in the night sky and whispered in his ear, telling him about the 28 constellations, the green dragon in the east, the red bird in the south, the white tiger in the west, and the basalt in the north. Lai twisted willfully on the man, "It's so messy, I can't remember it at all!"

The man smiled good-naturedly, "Then the baby comes to point, and I'll tell you whichever one you point to, okay?"

I looked up suspiciously, "There are so many stars in the sky, how do you know which one I'm referring to?"

The man rubbed his little hairy head, and answered it as a matter of course, "I just know."

"Well, this one?"

"That's Cassiopeia."

"What about over there?"

"Pegasus."

"The one next to it?"

"..." The person behind smiled and sighed, "Baby stopped me, I don't know that star."

I'm just saying you can't know it all...

The man's voice rang softly in his ears, "I heard that everyone has their own star, and if they find it, they can live happily ever after."

At that time, I still couldn't tell the difference between fairy tales and reality, so I asked foolishly, "Did you find that brother?"

"found it."

He raised his head in surprise, and met the man's gentle eyebrows, staring at his eyes as deep as the stars in the sky, he asked softly: "Where are the stars of my brother?"

The man didn't say a word, just pressed against his forehead, in those black jade-like eyes, he saw his small self, surrounded by warm black, like a tight hug.

The unnamed star in the sky is hanging in the dark blue night sky and twinkling quietly. It is a small but bright star. Beside it, there is a much larger star guarding there. Its light is warm and soft. Immortal.

Waking up from the memory, Mu Lianxia found that everyone had almost woken up from the alcohol - they hadn't drank much at first, and after a lot of tossing just now, it was time to wake up.

A group of people were sitting around the campfire, not wanting to go to bed now, and someone suggested: "Let's play truth or dare."

Everyone thought about it for a while, there are really not many games suitable for playing now, so they all went through a review, found two small boxes, and each person wrote two notes and put them in separately, one was "true words" and the other was "true words" Big Adventure], and then collective guessing, whoever loses will win.

Feng Xin was recruited in the first round. He thought for a while, "I choose the truth." After speaking, he took out a note from the box, and his face turned blue when he saw it.

Zhang Lulu, who was sitting next to her, leaned over to take a look. She couldn't hold back the look, and laughed with a "poof". While laughing, she took a note and read: "You used to... secretly fart... . Haha... will you push this matter to others?"

As soon as the words were finished, more than 20 people all shot at Feng Xin, Feng Xin's face was so red that it was bleeding, and finally he frowned, gritted his teeth and shouted: "So what?!"

Everyone laughed, but they didn't make fun of him, "Next one, come on, let's move on to the next one."

Mu Lianxia whispered to the blushing Xiao Feng, "Hey, let me tell you...you wrote that note just now, right?"

Feng Xin's face, which was still red a moment ago, suddenly turned dark, "How could I think that I was the one who got caught in the end...Isn't this just written casually?"

Mu Lianxia's expression was a little subtle for a moment, well, it is indeed the truth to do what you want.

It was the screenwriter's next turn, "I, I also choose the truth."

Zhang Lulute consciously took the note in the writer's hand, "Ahem," she cleared her throat with an extremely serious tone. As for the content...

"Excuse me, when was the last time you wet the bed?"

"..." Everyone started to stare at the editor in unison again, "I can't remember this," the editor nodded heavily while speaking, "Really!"

"That's it." Feng Xin rolled his eyes, "Then you just need to answer that you still don't wet the bed after school."

"No more peeing!" Answering too quickly made people suspicious, and the editor kept explaining, "I really didn't wet the bed at that time..."

Feng Xin put his arms around his shoulders, "Hey, we all understand."

The editor wants to cry but has no tears, I understand your sister, I really don’t wet the bed after I go to school, bastard!

Mu Lian Xiamu couldn't bear to watch, Feng Xin, are you embarrassed to bully an honest person? !

The author has something to say:

Regarding the article [JJ doesn’t abuse you, you’re not an attack]:

Moubai: "Ahem, JJ, this tsundere, has been receiving all kinds of slurred comments recently, and she really lacks training, so~ Sajia decided to go out in person."

JJ [puts hands on chest]: "You, what do you want to do?"

----------Off-site----------

Uncle Qin: "How did this person steal my lines?"

-----------Back to the venue---------

A certain white: "Hey, see, this is the whip I borrowed from Queen Zhou Xin..."

"pia~~~~" ← This is the ecstasy sound of the little leather whip.

JJ: "Hey, hey, stop, stop! I just swallowed a few of your comments..."

A certain white [squinting and smiling]: "Huh?"

JJ [sneak peek]: "...Do you want to add a few more updates? Tsundere is my cute attribute, don't you understand?!"

A certain white [continues to laugh]: "Oh, that's right."

"pia~~~~" ← This is still the ecstasy sound of the little leather whip.

JJ: "Without corporal punishment, you bastard! Convulsions are not what I want to do, you can do it if you want to do so, you know? I do it seven or eight times a day, it's unlucky to be next to you, and I can't help it/(tot)/~~"

A certain Bai [still laughing]: "Ah, so I was unlucky."

"pia~~~~" ← This play~ is the ecstasy sound of the little leather whip.

JJ [weakly]: "Why don't I give you a lightning rod, so you can stay away next time."

A certain white [doubt]: "Is this thing effective?"

JJ: "That...should..."

A certain Bai [flicks the whip]: "It's okay, I will find you next time if I smoke the Sajia. Come and play often~~~"

JJ: "..."

PS: so~ In response to the grievances of relatives, JJ has been trained by Sajia, I don’t know if it will work or not, let’s take a look first?

This is the first play today↖(^w^)↗