Amos stood on the trestle bridge of the old steel factory, opened his clenched left hand, and hung an old pocket watch on his bloody tiger's mouth. He said in a hoarse voice full of delusion: "You just shoot, you want to kill me!" I found it, right here, as long as you shoot it, it will fall down too. You can only stay here forever, - you can't go back in your life - "

"So, are you really willing?"

The male protagonist had bulging veins on his forehead, and his gun-holding hand was trembling. He looked as if he was on the verge of collapse. Tears washed out two lines of color on his dirty face, and he shouted: "Shut up! Shut up!"

Amos laughed, the corner of his swollen and blood-stained mouth turned up, and stretched out his other hand towards him, "Come forward, I promise you—"

And at this moment, a feathered arrow came through the air, was hanging on the bracelet of the pocket watch, and nailed it to the opposite wall.

At the same time, two bullets were fired one after another, and two blood flowers bloomed quickly on Amos's sweat-soaked white shirt.

Amos was startled, and leaned back, but still maintained a strange smile on his face.He passed through the white smoke and fell into the orange-red molten steel, like a drop of water, falling into the water.

The director yelled "click", Wen Ya choked up a few sips of water, and tried to get up from the "steel furnace" covered with a green cloth at the bottom, but his knees were so weak that he stumbled and fell again just halfway up the climb When he went back, the staff hurried over to pull him, but he was not as quick as Makino who was standing on the scaffolding on the second floor. When he realized that he had choked on water, he quickly fell off the second floor grabbing the railing and jumped into the building. The "steel furnace" grabbed him and stood up.

The staff gathered around to help him unload the wire. Wen Ya's body was full of water, and he felt that his whole body had lost all strength—he was falling straight, so he had to lean on the person who supported him, and the people behind him were firmly on the ground. hugged him.His eyes were filled with water, and he was half-closed due to soreness and discomfort. He took it for granted that the person behind him who was helping him was Lele, and thanked him casually, but the person did not answer.

The director probably watched the replay, coughed, and said, "Okay, Wen Ya, you go change your clothes first... Well, where's the assistant? Go back and give him a cold sore—"

Li Le agreed, "Good director Geng!"

Wen Ya: "?"

Wia has not finished dismantling, someone put a bath towel on him, he blinked, just about to grab the bath towel to wipe, but the person behind grabbed his hand and whispered: "Don't wipe, - will Let me wash you with water."

Wen Ya didn't expect it to be Makino, so he was startled. He opened his eyes and turned around to make sure. At the death scene of a large society.

There was no shower at the studio, so Makino rinsed his eyes with drinking water for him, and took him to the dressing room to dry his hair, but the staff tactfully did not follow.Wen Ya's head drooped, he rubbed his scalp with his hands, sat on the swivel chair and turned around dishonestly, reaching out to help him take off his wet pants, Mu Ye pulled his hand down, squeezed it in his palm, and said: "—I'll change it in a moment."

After all, it's already October, and the wet clothes on his body have already been changed, but Mu Ye hasn't changed yet, Wen Ya raised his head and glared at him, and continued to help him take off his pants stubbornly, "All the moisture will be covered in after a while." .”

No matter what, I still have to live here for the rest of my life. Do I really think that I won’t have joint pain when I get older?

Makino held back his cheekbones from laughing, and lowered his head—while brushing his hair—while watching him concentrate on dealing with the black washed jeans whose zippers were always jammed to death that the clothing team secretly conspired for Yu.

Wen Ya competed with the zipper, and suddenly remembered something, Fox asked: "By the way, weren't you on the second floor just now? How come you came here faster than Lele?"

Makino lied without changing his expression: "Long legs, fast running, he ran down."

Wen Ya imagined him running down from the second floor in full view and jumping into the water to catch him. For some reason, his face suddenly became hot and his heart moved.

The zipper was really stuck, and Wen Ya was so angry with this broken thing that he almost bit his teeth on it, and finally managed to open it.But at this moment, Lele's voice came from outside the door, Lele's voice was not low, and his tone was brisk, "It's okay, Mr. Xing, if you want to find Brother Ya, just go there directly, he and Brother Ye are good friends... ...The relationship is very normal, there is absolutely no such thing that cannot be broadcast—”

The voice is getting closer, Wen Ya: "!!!"

Makino: "..."

Wen Ya looked at Mu Ye's trousers that had been ripped open, and tried to help him zip it up again, but it was too late, the zipper was still stuck in the middle, and the door of the dressing room had already been pushed open, Li Le and Xing Zhou Standing at the door, he stared dumbfounded at Muye with his back to the door, while Wen Ya was sitting on a chair with his face facing Makino's crotch.

With an inch of strength in his hands, Wen Ya directly pulled off the zipper head. He poked his head out stiffly and explained, "Well... the zipper is stuck. I'm helping him fix the zipper."

Makino also turned his head and nodded cooperatively, indicating that it was indeed the situation he said.

Xing Zhou - with a suspicious expression on his face, froze in place.After a few seconds, he finally regained his strength. With two cups of ginger and jujube tea in his hand, he leaned carefully against the door and leaned into half a person. He stretched out his arms, put things on the table, and looked towards them. Nodded, fled.

Lele sighed deeply, imitating Xing Zhou, put the thermos in his hand on the table, and said awkwardly: "Brother, next time...you lock the door." up.

In fact, they can't be blamed. This picture is indeed a bit misleading.

Wen Ya didn't know whether to laugh or cry, grabbed Muye, and hit him like a big wall a few times, but Muye's mood was not affected, he calmly reached out to touch his head, and turned on the hair dryer to help him blow his hair.

When we met again in the afternoon, Makino changed into a new pair of pants from the clothing team, and Xing Zhou didn't mention what happened just now, but this awkward atmosphere lasted until Wen Ya was officially finished.

When the production was finished, the staff of the crew prepared flowers and cakes for him. The director, actress, other actors, and field staff all came over to hug him. Only Xing Zhou struggled for a long time. Looking at Makino, he seemed to think that hugging was not appropriate. , so he shook hands with him solemnly, Wen Ya cooperated with him in a funny way, shook hands with him, and said sincerely: "I am very glad to have the opportunity to cooperate with you."

Xing Zhou nodded, "Me too, I am very happy to cooperate with you... Come on for the art exam."

Wen Ya smiled and agreed - he originally planned to start taking body class after finishing the filming, but he didn't expect that the last few days were a bit tossing around.It happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival that day, and Makino carried him up from the garage. He was still very light, but his physical strength and energy were better than at the beginning of the year. After taking the medicine, his body temperature dropped, and he lay on his back, like a child, with two legs that did not grow old. Really swaying.

When the illness is cured and the autumn mood is deep, Wen Ya will not have a lot of work in the next few months and start preparing for the exam with all his heart.On the other hand, Makino took over another film with the potential to win awards and entered the group. The role is a male supporting role, and the script is an original script. Wen Ya has seen it. A senior teacher who is a director—he should be seriously considering going behind the scenes.

The filming location of the film is in Tianjin, and it only takes four to 10 minutes to take the high-speed train from Beijing South Railway Station, so the two can still have a lot of time to meet each other.At the beginning of October, Makino celebrated his birthday. Wen Ya didn't know what to give him, so he went to a shop that customized Hanfu to order a set of commoner clothes that was more "warm" than the costumes for "Dan Zhong" before. The room is waiting for him.

As expected, Makino managed to escape his death.After thinking that he was asleep, he stretched out his hand to touch his brows and eyes carefully, called Master and Ah Yan, and slipped his fingers into his fingers contentedly, making Wen Ya feel sour , opened his eyes and gnawed on his chest, leaving a neat row of teeth marks, and suddenly asked in a hoarse voice: "Are you very sorry that you didn't sleep until Wen Zhuyu?"

Makino thought he was so cute, kissed him, curled the corner of his mouth, and replied seriously: "I'm not sorry, but Mu Changfeng must be very envious that I can sleep with Wen Ya every day."

Wen Ya: "..." Every day is a bit difficult, or sustainable development?

Wen Ya didn't know whether it was his heartbeat or pity, whether he wanted to laugh or his nose was sour, suddenly felt that he had just asked something stupid, reached out and pinched his face, and said to himself, no wonder you cultivate so fast, no one in the six realms can catch up , Now that I think about it, I'm afraid it's not because of Yuanyang who has stayed for more than 900 years.

In the next two months, apart from being invited to the Double Eleven party, Wen Ya played a pop song awkwardly, followed the crew of "Dan Zhi" to attend an annual event on a big platform, walked back to the red carpet, and spent the rest of the time. I am preparing for the exam.

In the blink of an eye, it’s the month of January, the eve of the Spring Festival, when it’s the coldest time in Beijing. Wen Ya is wearing a white down jacket, standing in the line of art examinees, with a mask covering the lower half of his face, and his hair is untouched, looking fluffy and Soft, with small smile lines at the corners of the eyes, but still full of warm and clean youthful air.

The reporters who came to shoot the child stars and idols who were entering school this year did not expect to see him here, Wen Ya took off his mask, turned around and nodded politely, smiled slightly, and the sound of the camera kept ringing for him.

On the Weibo trending searches that day, the topic of #文雅艺考场# climbed to the top three positions on the trending search list, followed by a "boiling".

Wen Ya’s endorsement of Nizhou Classroom’s official microblog to cheer him on, the copywriting is “You were born with wings, you shouldn’t have crawled on the ground.” The sentence was adapted from the poem of the poet Rumi.

When he was 30 years old, he chose to stand at the same starting point as the seventeen or eighteen-year-olds. Some people admired this, and some scoffed at it, but these were not important to him.

Because he likes this moment, standing in winter, thinking about summer, with the hope of vitality beating in his heart.

He followed the candidates into the examination room, and sent a message to Muye, who had specially vacated the day to accompany the examination, "Senior, see you in September."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like