Xiaoyuji and big stars

It was past nine o'clock when I got home, Shen Mingyu hurriedly washed up, then sat down in front of the computer, and began to sort out the interview notes for the afternoon.The fruits of hard work all afternoon cannot be wasted just because of laziness.

The interview questions were carefully designed by Shen Mingyu after spending three nights and watching countless interview videos.A popular niche like Jiang Lin has received similar interviews for countless times. He is bored of not answering some questions, and fans will feel tired—he has stir-fried a leftover meal hundreds of times, and still wants customers to pay for it, dreaming.

Before the interview, Shen Mingyu spent a few nights. From the interview video of Jiang Lin's debut, he felt that he could become Jiang Lin's acting spokesperson in the end.Some questions that could obviously be answered repeatedly were either eliminated, extended, or excavated from different interview angles. After repeated consideration and revision hundreds of times, a fairly satisfactory interview outline was listed.

Shen Mingyu glanced at ten lines, and roughly reviewed the interview in the afternoon based on his notes.Jiang Lin spoke in an unhurried manner, but sometimes there would be long pauses - no wonder, as a new-generation artist who is more attention-grabbing, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring behind him, so be careful not to make mistakes.

The logic of Jiang Lin's speech was clear, and he tried his best to cooperate with Shen Mingyu during the interview, and he was not as eager to control the conversation as some celebrities.All reporters would love such interviewees, and Shen Mingyu was no exception. This was simply the smoothest interview since he was transferred to the entertainment news department.

After sorting out the notes and closing the computer, Shen Mingyu lay on his back on the bed, thinking of the interview in the afternoon and the dinner in the evening, it felt a little unreal.

——Back then, I still had a crush on Jiang Lin.

But at that time, Jiang Lin was in the graduating class of high school, and he was in the graduating class of junior high school.

He is a bit precocious psychologically, but a bit late physically. In the words of his three aunts and six wives who don't know whether to praise or criticize, it means "only grow brains, not grow heads".Therefore, although Shen Mingyu, who is in the third grade of junior high school, always sits under the nose of the teacher and is always in the front row when doing inter-class exercises, he is clearly aware of a problem-he is a little different from the boys around him. Not very interested - on the contrary, I have such a feeling of "heartbeat" for senior Jiang Lin, who is in the third year of high school.

There were panics, too.But fortunately, although the mobile Internet was not yet popular in that era, Shen Mingyu's family gave him a computer in his bedroom as a reward because of his good grades.After consulting a lot of information about "homosexuality", he accepted his "different" sexual orientation quite frankly.

— What is there?without disturbing others.Shen Mingyu, who was in the third grade of junior high school, thought so.

However, although he had a crush on Jiang Lin, Jiang Lin probably didn't notice the existence of someone like Shen Mingyu in the school during those years.

No wonder, at that time, he was thin and small, like bean sprouts. Who would have thought that in the three years of high school in the midst of chaos, Shen Mingyu was like a newborn bamboo, growing steadily, with a delicate The little face also gradually became a little angular, and it grew into a tall, straight and handsome young boy.

Shen Mingyu thought of himself back then, and smiled self-deprecatingly.But suddenly remembered something, sat up suddenly, jumped out of bed and started rummaging through boxes and boxes.

He dragged out a big box under the bed, which was sent by his family after work.He is a bit nostalgic, and keeps all the commemorative things from childhood to adulthood, as if in this way he can feel how time flows by little by little.

He took out a stack of jelly-like photos from the box, which were various award-winning commemorative photos and graduation photos of him since he was a child. After flipping to a certain one, he finally stopped his gaze.

It was a photo of a school award ceremony when he was in the third year of junior high school, and there were four rows of people standing in front of and behind the photo.Standing in the right corner of the first row was his thin and small self. He remembered that time he won the first prize in the school's essay competition.Then, he moved his gaze to the last row, and Jiang Lin was standing in the middle of that row.

At that time, Jiang Lin's jaw was slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, with the unique rebelliousness in high school, and he could feel the compelling youthful atmosphere in him through the photos.

In Shen Mingyu's mind, he compared Jiang Lin he saw in the afternoon. More than seven years had passed, and Jiang Lin seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

It's not that the appearance has changed much, Shen Mingyu thought.Compared with the boy in the graduating class seven years ago, Jiang Lin's face is obviously sharper and his facial features are more profound seven years later.However, it seems that in comparison, I don't think it will bring about such a big sensory change.

The aura, Shen Mingyu thought for a while, um, the aura is different.

Seven years ago, Jiang Lin's height was still growing rapidly, and he was still slightly hunched like his peers.Like all the students in the art class, he doesn't need to be confined too much in the snowflake-like test papers, and releases his youth more freely.Like a vigorous plant, he always grows towards the sun, but in every inadvertent move, he shows imperceptible pride and youthfulness.

But now, after nearly four years in the entertainment industry, the greenness has faded, and Jiang Lin has shown an aura that can cope with things around him with ease.He restrained the edges and corners of the past, but even more bloomed his own edge.

Comparing today and night, Shen Mingyu feels more and more that his secret love back then was just a phantom.Originally, compared to the back when the little girls in the same class had secretly pursued Jiang Linming, Shen Mingyu only occasionally saw Jiang Temporary on campus, and secretly throbbed in his heart.

But with the passage of time, the beauty of this ignorant relationship is revealed.

I don't know how those little girls would feel when they saw that the senior they had a crush on in the past became a popular star.Shen Mingyu thought, he should be very surprised.But then he changed his mind again, maybe...not so surprised, after all, Jiang Lin at that time, even though he had not received any professional packaging and training, was able to attract so many attentions. A dazzling presence.

"The popular star and Yuji seem to be farther apart." Shen Mingyu shook his head, his eyes fell on the photo again, he leaned against the bed and thought, from the beginning to the present, the shortest distance is just appearing in the same photo In the middle, there are so many strangers in the middle.

He silently put away the photos, and then pushed the box back under the bed, thinking that if he could write the manuscript as soon as possible in the next two days, he would be able to take a good day off.

The next day, Cai Heng called and expressed the hope that the manuscript could be sent to him for review before it was sent out.Shen Mingyu immediately agreed. The media sometimes misinterprets the meaning of artists for the sake of profit, and he can understand Cai Heng's request.What's more, not to mention the rich dishes that night, just because of the harmonious atmosphere in the conversation, Shen Mingyu would be happy to promote them for them.

That night, Shen Mingyu finished the first draft, and dug in his mind to see if there was any missing material.Suddenly, the scene in the car flashed before his eyes. Jiang Lin was leaning on the back seat of the car with a neck pillow hanging around his neck.

It seemed to be very different from that Jiang Lin who was dazzling anytime and anywhere, Shen Mingyu felt at that moment that the Jiang Lin in front of him seemed to coincide with the boy in his memory for a moment.

He thought about it, and added this scene to the manuscript.Then, after revising the manuscript from beginning to end, it was sent to Cai Heng's mailbox.

The next day he received a reply from Cai Heng, saying in the email that he was very satisfied with the manuscript, and he would thank him very much when we meet next time.

Shen Mingyu simply replied to the email, passed the manuscript to the editor, and then threw himself on the bed, thinking about doing nothing for the next two days and going to have a big sleep.But unexpectedly received Jiang Lin's WeChat at night: "I saw the manuscript, it's very well written, thank you."

It was originally a very common courtesy, but Shen Mingyu somehow saw a hint of sincerity.He sighed, thinking silently, even though earth-shaking changes have taken place, he can still connect Jiang Lin seven years ago with seven years later, although that unexplainable secret love seems to have quietly dimmed up.