Travels

"Sister Xia, you have to think twice. Brother Lu has been interested in men for more than 30 years, how could he suddenly change his sexuality and start liking women? He is just greedy for a momentary novelty, you must not be deceived by his smooth talk." Xiao Liu still didn't notice the extra person in the quiet room, and he was focused on persuading his artistes to "get back from the wrong way".

The eyes of the person in front of her were erratic, as if she was not looking at her. Xiao Liu looked at her dazed look, thinking that this person fell into such a confused state because of what he said.

"He... I don't know how he got you into him, but, but..."

After all, he was still too young, and it was the first time for the little assistant to take on the role of a hero to save the beauty. The excitement made his thoughts extremely chaotic, and he gradually became incoherent.She blushed, hesitated, the words she wanted to say were scattered like garbled characters, anxious like ants on a hot pan.

The beauty's eyes are complicated, and there is a bit of stubbornness and sadness in the dim eyes.Xiao Liu was deeply moved by the peach blossom eyes full of stories, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind that had been poisoned by various romance novels and TV dramas.

"Sister Xia, did he threaten you!"

At this moment, all the life paths, all the yearning for idols, all logic and rationality disappeared, and the fullness of emotion contained in those eyes was incomparable to even the most proficient actors she had ever seen.Now, sitting in front of her is clearly a tragic heroine who has come down from the story of a tyrannical boss!

"I, I didn't expect Brother Lu to be such a person. You didn't do it voluntarily, did you???"

All the clues point to the last and only truth, which is really unexpected and reasonable.The entertainment industry is very chaotic, she has heard about it, but she never imagined that such unspoken rules will also be around her, happening right under her nose, and she is as slow as she, and she will not react until now.

Xia Wanmu still sat quietly and didn't give her any response, which seemed to be a tacit agreement.

Xiao Liu was in a state of confusion for a moment.

It turns out that "You love me, I wish" is true, but what is involved is interests, not feelings.She probably heard from other colleagues that this kind of thing is about an exchange of equal value, and she didn't force it. It seems that she is too self-righteous. There is no room for meddling between Sister Xia and Brother Lu. .

This is good, shake off the illegitimate life that people don't want to mention, no matter how good-tempered Miss Xia is, I'm afraid she can't stand being exposed like this, or she can't stand having a little assistant around her who knows her secret.It's over, my job is about to be smashed.Her body was stiff and her back felt cold. She hated herself for being smart. Not only was she in an embarrassing situation, she was already in a dilemma.

She looked at the calm beauty in front of her, lowered her head, and apologized humbly: "I'm sorry... Sister Xia, I overstepped..."

Before he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door of the lounge, and a moment later someone pushed the door and entered, calling another familiar name.

"Sister Yu, the makeup artist is here, are you ready? I'll let her..."

Liu Xiaocui stood there in a daze, and met the eyes of the same unknown person at the door.

"You...?" Lu Qiuxing looked dumbfounded at the two people in the room who shouldn't be here. She blinked and went out to look at the nameplate on the door. There was nothing wrong with Sister Yu's lounge, but why? Sister Yu is not here, so these two people are taking over the magpie's nest?

"Uh, good morning, Teacher Xia, why are you here?"

She greeted politely, but her tone was not warm. The two days of recording and her inherent impression made her dislike this sister Yu's former teammate even more. She is just a vase of addiction. disdainful.

Xia Wanmu didn't respond to her intentions, she looked straight to the side, she was impatient, and was irritated by this man's defiant appearance, but she still cared about the staff outside the door stretching their necks and looking into the room , holding his breath, stepped forward, deliberately amplifying the volume.

"Mr. Xia, is there anything you can do to see Sister Yu?"

"I asked her to come over to discuss the progress of the next filming." A slightly hoarse and cold voice sounded, and Yu Qingge walked out from the small cubicle beside her with a calm expression.

She has no makeup, and her face without makeup is even paler. Maybe it's because the intensity of the shooting these days has prevented her from getting enough rest. There are light dark circles under her long and narrow phoenix eyes. Leaked a little tired color.

"Is that so..." Lu Qiuxing responded, but she muttered in her heart. When did Sister Yu call Xia to discuss it? Why didn't she know that these two people still have such a close relationship in private? ?

Speaking of which, when Xia went up to perform on the first day, Sister Yu was also staring at the monitor screen intently. Could it be that she misunderstood something? In fact, the relationship between the two is very good?But in the past three years as an assistant, why didn't she find any sign of any relationship between the two of them?

"The makeup artist is already in place, and the schedule is very tight. Basically, the recording will start after finishing it. Sister Yu, look..."

The person who was still in a daze on the sofa just stood up suddenly.

"My side is about to start, so I'll go back first."

Xia Wanmu put both hands in his pockets, took one last look at the man, turned his head and left, the little assistant who had been in a daze had just woken up from a dream, and followed him eagerly.Lu Qiuxing looked at the hurried backs of the two, and for some reason tasted a little bit of fleeing.

Like a gust of wind, there were only two people left in the room. The person who shouldn't appear reminded her of the dream she shouldn't have had. Yu Qingge stood there in a daze, raised his hand to rub his forehead, and exhaled lightly.

"Let her in."

The thin woman came to the sofa and sat down, brushing her fingertips over the place where the body temperature still remained, her eyes were loose and lonely.

In a practice room the size of a basketball court, 28 trainees divided into four groups occupied the four corners of the room, each practicing monotonous movements under the leadership of the dance teacher.Xia Wanmu sat cross-legged in the center of the room to rest for a while, holding a mineral water bottle in his hand and sipping it carelessly, his eyes fixed on the little girl who was seriously practicing in a corner.

Ye Qizhen, 19 years old, was the person Sheng Huang fell in love with not long ago. He is very talented and willing to work hard. He is tall and pretty with a handsome face.The little girl is not only enjoying herself among these students, she has already gained a large number of small fans before the show aired, chasing after her on Weibo every day and calling her husband.

But she is obviously a girl with fluttering long hair and no masculine characteristics.Xia Wanmu admits that she can't keep up with the times. When Lu Zhen held up her mobile phone and showed her comments such as "Boyfriend is amazing", "So handsome and want to marry", "Husband looks at me", she was really confused and couldn't produce any ideas at all. empathy.

This familiar scene reminded her of Yu Qingge.The person's various social accounts were also flooded with similar remarks, and she felt even more outrageous when she saw it.Yu Qingge is just a little bit cold and not talkative. Using the popular description not long ago, she is probably a "cat type", but why does this make fans scream, calling her "cool", "handsome" and calling her "husband" and so on? ?Whenever these comments appeared in her field of vision, Yu Qingge's gentle, affectionate, feminine eyes would automatically appear in her mind. The two impressions were completely inconsistent, which led her to suspect that either Yu Qingge's acting skills were too good, or she herself was schizophrenic.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Yu Qingge came in with a bag of things when he came back from putting on his makeup, but she didn't dare to look at it carefully, she glanced at it and then turned her head, looking around like a patrol.

Lu Zhen's words were still ringing in his ears last night.

"Don't think too deliberately and too rigidly to show that you have a 'good relationship' with her. The truth is what it is. That's what the company has set up for you. Don't say here, she's sorry for you, that's the truth. What are you doing? Save face for her."

"I know you don't want to hear this, but the plan has already been finalized, and the later publicity will follow sooner or later. You two will fight against each other sooner or later. You are acting like you are getting along now. Are you hypocritical? Are you still waiting?" Is someone apologizing to you? I don’t think she, Yu Qingge, has any sign of being sorry for you at all. Do you see how attached she is to you? It’s all because of your own obscenity!”

The words were harsh, so she covered her ears, but those harsh truths permeated into the flesh, pressing towards the heart in all directions, and could not be escaped.

"Whatever you think in your heart, then do it. You don't need to think about anything else. Does Yu Qingge want you to think about her? I can drown you with a mouthful of spittle. After so many years, I beg you Think about yourself a little bit, okay?"

"Starting from tomorrow, don't force yourself when you get along with her. If you don't want to talk to her, don't talk to her. If she makes you unhappy, just throw her face. Since we signed you, we are not afraid to confront Hua Xing and her, Yu Qingge. Don't be afraid, the bigger the trouble, the better, until everyone knows what good things Hua Xing and Yu Qingge did back then!"

It sounds like warm words for her, but it is difficult to digest them literally after a layer of work relationship. People who have walked too many nights are always unwilling to let go of their guard easily, and fear has become an instinct.

That person was approaching and walking straight towards her. She squeezed the plastic bottle in her hand tightly, feeling bad.With his whole body tensed, Lu Zhen's joking words came to mind again.

"In case she wants to talk to you for the sake of the show, if you don't know what to do, just don't look at her and say shit, pig fart, donkey fart to yourself! If it doesn't work and you have to respond, just stare at her nose and look away. Look at the eyes, anyway, such a slight difference cannot be captured by the camera. If you imagine that you are looking at the world's art treasures, such as the Venus with a broken arm, the smiling Mona Lisa, etc., the taste will come out in your eyes, not at all. Need to be nervous." The man giggled and gave her a 'you know' look.

She took a deep breath and secretly prayed that that person would not come to talk to her.

There was the sound of cloth rubbing beside him, the faint air flow was blowing, and the familiar aroma lingered in his nose.Xia Wanmu arched his back slightly, like a cat that was forced to the edge of fraying, only relying on the last sliver of willpower to support himself from escaping.

The heat in the practice room was turned on, and everyone was moving around in only T-shirts and shorts. Yu Qingge also sat down very close to her. There seemed to be no distance between their bare forearms. The thin short sleeves rubbed together.

The light is bright, and the room under the mirror wall has an unobstructed view. The smell of sweat makes her return to a long time ago.Countless times, she and Yu Qingge sat together like this, the young two had their own concerns, and stole some relaxing and joyful time in the dark practice.There is no need to speak, just sit quietly together, the words in their hearts seem to pass along the skin they touch, and they understand each other's mood in silence.

But now, she is stiffly maintaining a cross-legged posture, with a layer of goosebumps visible to the naked eye already on her arms, full of vigilance and uneasiness, she doesn't know how and when the people around her will stab her hard She stabbed.

She held her breath and waited for Yu Qingge to speak, her brain was running at high speed, and she had already imagined a thousand possible scenarios and ways to deal with it, but the man just sat silently, like a long time ago, she could feel it without looking at it There is no difference in leisure and relaxation.

After a long time, when her body could no longer stand the same position for a long time and sent out pain signals, Yu Qingge finally moved.

She stood up and clapped her hands, and whispered to the girls who were still practicing: "Come here today, let's disband."

Xia Wanmu sat on the spot in a daze for a while longer, feeling like a frustrated clown who tried his best to perform but the audience was completely silent.She got up dizzy, her ears buzzing like a thousand bugs flying.

The lively room quickly calmed down, and when she came to her senses, only the cleaning staff were left collecting equipment. She tore off the miniature microphone around her neck and threw it aside, then walked out numbly. The door of the practice room was closed tightly, and there was a vague beat, and the corridor was empty of people.

Someone came up from behind and grabbed her wrist. The cold palm of that person was sweating and still trembling slightly.

"Could you take a moment to come out? I want to talk to you."

Yu Qingge's dry voice resounded low and low, almost drowned in the vague accompaniment.

She felt that she was in a dream, her whole body seemed to be floating in the clouds, surrounded by damp and cold water vapor, and the low temperature made her shiver all over.It took her a long time before she remembered to answer this bitter question.She wanted to be more polite and rusty, so as to show that she no longer cared about those old things, but what she blurted out was only a more bitter rhetorical question.

"What do you think we have to talk about?"

"It's not about us, it's about you." Yu Qingge's voice became softer, and at the same time, the hand holding her wrist trembled more violently, and the strength gradually weakened, as if it would fall down at any time.

"I want to hear about you, can I?"

Xia Wanmu raised her head, her eyes were full of heat, she was extremely sad, but she wanted to laugh out loud.

You obviously have so many opportunities and such a long time, why didn't you think of "listening to your story" until now?

Anger dazed her dizzy brain, she shook her body, closed her lips tightly, pulled her wrist out before the cold hand fell, and walked forward without looking back.

The author has something to say: she is laughing...she is laughing wildly! -. -

Lao Xia: Can you not laugh? They all stood up wrong and suffered