Inner entertainment first vase

The low-rent housing was shrouded in dim light, which was a kind of paleness without aesthetic feeling. Standing under such light in his pajamas, Ke Yu was obviously taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that his expression changed suddenly and he was about to turn around——

Shanglu grabbed him.

He tugged at his arm and said condescendingly, "What are you running for?"

The stack of papers in his hand clenched and then loosened, Ke Yu said coldly, "Let go."

Shang Lu looked at his faintly angry face with great interest.I don't know why, but the person in front of me seems to be very nervous, so nervous that his whole body is unnaturally tense, and he doesn't even dare to breathe hard.

This scene was very much like a plot in a bad ancient puppet show. Shang Lu laughed, let go of his hand, and jokingly said: "Mr. Ke, you took my manuscript away."

Ke Yu was embarrassed for a moment, lowered his eyes, "Who wants your manuscript..." His eyes paused, this is—"Storyboard for a movie?"

Shanglu took it from him.

"You studied film?"

Shanglu's words are half true and half false: "It doesn't count, I like it."

"let me see."

Looking up from the storyboard, Shang Lu looked at Ke Yu unexpectedly: "Do you understand?"

Ke Yu didn't blink: "I don't understand, I'm interested."

Quickly scanned one by one from the beginning to the end, and returned to the first page—this time, he read it much slower, and only watched the twelve shots of the first act for 2 minutes.Phytophthora paints with a pen, with bold and unrestrained brushstrokes, but rarely corrected—he seems to be full of confidence in himself the moment he writes.

Shanglu coughed lowly: "It's just a draft."

Focusing his eyes on a large perspective composition, Ke Yu recognized that it was the three-way intersection in the village in the city, and said indifferently: "The seat is very beautiful."

Shang Lu took out his mobile phone from the messy bed: "There is an official one here, do you want to see it?"

It was only then that Ke Yu noticed: "You just slept on the mattress?"

Looking up and scanning the bedroom, a large latex mattress is placed on the floor. The place next to the light source of the window is a desk and chair. concise.He understood that Shang Lu, like him, would not live here for a long time.

"I recognize the bed," Shang Lu replied, "I will bring a mattress when I move."

When he was in France, he often went to the countryside to sketch and collect scenery. He lived for several months, and a mattress followed him to travel north and south, and sometimes across the ocean.In the closed country manor, the pick-up person was late, and finally found the huge bed in the straw pile, and then saw him lying on his back in the sun with his legs crossed.The fluffy radio microphone was fixed in mid-air, and the wind blew by. He booed to the ground and said in French: "Wait a moment, please let this gust of wind go first."

Ke Yu smiled, and found that Shang Lu always answered all questions, and besides being unruly, he gave people an unexpected sense of cuteness.

... kind of cute.

He looked at the tall young man in front of him who was moving with a mattress, "So capricious."

"I don't like to settle down." Shang Lu said, opening the phone's photo album: "Look."

The ink-colored lines have turned into full and strong colors, and the brushstrokes are still bold and unrestrained. The trend of opening and closing gives the picture an indescribable impact.

Ke Yu forgot to breathe for a moment.

Unlike the drafts just now, these pictures do not require his imagination, as if the reality has been directly interpreted in front of his eyes.

"Can I see a few more?"

"Please."

Swipe right on the screen and a port appears.In the clear sky after the rain, the sky light pierces the clouds, the gray sea water is rippling with the wind, and the blue fishing boats are rolling up and down.Tourists with luggage poured out from the gate, and facing the camera was a woman holding a baby, the cold wind ruffling her headscarf and the long blanket she was wrapped in.

"She has just arrived in Hong Kong. Although she is penniless and her future is bleak, looking at the world outside the camera, she also has longings." Ke Yu said, "It's like the beginning of a story."

"How do you know it's Hong Kong?"

"Guess."

Shanglu took back the phone, "Then do you think the world outside the camera is worth making her look forward to?"

Ke Yu pondered the color of his scene.In the gloomy sky, the illuminated places are bright and reflective. The streets and ports look pale under the weather, and only the long blanket wrapped by the woman becomes the rich visual center.

When Shang Lu saw his gloomy eyes, he knew he had understood it, silently raised the corners of his lips, and leaned over to pick up something from the desk.

"Teacher Ke—"

Ke Yu woke up from his thoughts, saw Shanglu put on the glasses with one hand, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, this time I really see clearly."

Ke Yu: "..."

Damn, I was tricked.

"Although I don't know why you have to wear a mask all the time, but you look good."

His voice was low, and his boasting tone was loose, as if he was just saying it in passing, but it somehow made people feel that it was sincere.

The entertainment circle is full of flattery and flattery, Ke Yu's ears are callused, he has seen more exaggerated, more beautiful and crazy words, but in Shanglu's simple language, Ke Yu's face burned for no reason .

·

The next day, when Shanglu appeared in the Shiduo store, Ke Yu heard the aunt behind the counter mutter in Cantonese: "What a handsome boy."

He was about to get off work when he heard the voice and raised his eyes, and happened to see Shanglu standing under the dark green rain eaves: "Two cans of Coke, thank you."

Ke Yu had no choice but to help him open the cold drink cabinet door, "Six yuan."

"It's so expensive." Shang Lu said with a smile, took the two cans of iced Coke thrown by Ke Yu, and after scanning the QR code to pay, threw back another can, "Please."

Ke Yu was not polite to him, and the pull tab was unscrewed, and the unique sound of bubbling from carbonated drinks came out.He raised his head and took a sip before saying, "Thanks."

Seeing that he was about to pull the mask again, "Teacher Ke—" Shang Lu stopped him aloud, "Can you not wear a mask when you see me?"

"Why?" Even though he asked like this, the movement finally stopped. A face was exposed to the light at [-] o'clock in the evening, illuminated by street lights, watched by Shanglu, and swept by passers-by—it seemed that he was not wearing any clothes. As uncomfortable as clothes.

But it doesn't feel bad.

"In this way, I will doubt whether you are actually a celebrity." Shanglu said casually.

Ke Yu's heart stopped for a moment, and Shu Er pretended to be calm and said, "I'm so proud of you."

Shanglu's gaze stayed on his eyes, meeting his gaze.

Ke Yu's eyes, which had been strictly trained, would not blink under any amount of flashlights, but he hurriedly turned his eyes away two seconds later, and heard Shang Lu say in his ear, "No award."

After drinking half a can of Coke, it was thrown into the trash can. Ke Yu lit a cigarette and went out, turned left, and walked forward.His pace was calm, and he didn't mean to wait for him, but if Shanglu wanted to chase, he seemed to be saying "Please go ahead".

Shanglu looked at his back, gradually figured out the meaning, and his eyes became playful.

"Mr. Ke," he followed him slowly, holding a coke can in a cynical manner, "do your guests like this all the time?"

Ke Yu took the cigarette from his mouth: "Which one?"

"Play hard to get."

Ke Yu laughed: "Did I play hard to get you?" Then he narrowed his eyes: "What kind of guest am I?"

"Guests like that night."

"Ying——" Ke Yu stood still, and changed his words: "Miss Ying?"

Shanglu nodded,

Should hide.sex guests.

Ke Yu: "..."

Fu forehead was speechless for two seconds, and then gave up when the words came to his lips.Lifting his footsteps again, he said brokenly, "Yes."

"Then you asked me the question last night, have you thought it through?"

What did you ask last night... oh.How to choose between buyout and pick-up.

The little boy came to the "male prostitute" to exchange business experience!

Ke Yu stopped again, crossing his arms with his cigarette in his hands, "Think it over, I think," he jokingly said, "Buying out and picking up customers are not good."

A passer-by happened to pass by, and turned around in shock——damn, the world is getting worse, and the two male prostitutes are here to discuss business before it gets dark.

Shanglu waited seriously for his next words.

"How can Israel serve people for a long time?" Ke Yu skillfully dusted off the cigarette, "If there is a chance, I still have to correct my evil ways, right?"

Correct evil...return to righteousness?

Shang Lu felt inexplicably relieved, sure enough, this Teacher Ke is not hopeless.A vague thought flashed through - finally he lived up to this face.

"It's like you," Ke Yu patted him on the shoulder and dropped his cigarette butt, "Although you were adopted, you are still working hard to learn movies—anyone with dreams is great."

"..." Shang Lu began to doubt his life before he was relieved: "? Support?"

"I saw it." Ke Yu lazily leaned against the wall: "Your girlfriend who drives a Porsche."

"Damn it, that's me—" The word "sister" was swallowed abruptly, and Shang Lu said with humiliation: "You saw it."

Ke Yu: "Very beautiful."

Shanglu had no choice but to say, "Your ones are beautiful too."

"I said Porsche 911." Ke Yu raised his eyebrows.

Shanglu politely reciprocated: "I said Land Rover."

Ke Yu finally couldn't help laughing, "Okay, you are talented, if you persevere, you will succeed."

The conversation has come to this point, Shang Lu cut to the point: "I lack an actor."

"No." Ke Yu refused to accept his beak, raised his eyes, and glanced at the two girls in school uniforms across the alley.

Shang Lu followed and felt that the other party seemed to be pointing here excitedly.

"Why—" Before he finished speaking, his hand was involuntarily grabbed, and when he looked back, Ke Yu's expression changed and he quickly pulled up the mask—"Run."

The wind was blowing in my ears, blurring the distant voice: "...Is that Ke..."

Ke Yu ran fast, and Shanglu was led by him, running past the evening market that had just opened the stall, past the wholesale market, and past the stream of battery cars.The street scene receded in disorder, the wind mixed with the salty smell of the sea and the sweet smell of the bakery, Shanglu's heart beat faster and faster, and when he was panting, a flash of thought flashed across—Ke Yu's palm was sweating.

The tightly clasped palms were wet.

"What are you running for?" Before stopping after a few hundred meters, Shang Lu leaned against the wall and cursed, breathing heavily.

"The enemy."

"...Fuck, why did your enemies take me away?"

Ke Yu laughed out of the violent panting, and looked up at him: "It's very dangerous, brother." His eyes hidden behind his bangs were reddish with sweat.

As soon as the words fell, there was a more intense panting sound from the alley: "Did you run this way? Why did you disappear? Is it a small island?"

"Damn it—" Another girl cried and scolded tremblingly: "It must be him! If it wasn't him, why would he run?! Right!"

...God, did he send two long-distance running champions to play him!

At the narrow alleyway smeared by the twilight, two shadows in school uniforms were elongated by the street lamps that had just been lit. In the blink of an eye, Ke Yu pulled the neckline with one hand and wrapped his arms around his waist, and pulled Shanglu towards him——

"Fuck me-"

"kiss Me."