I just want to hold a hand [entertainment circle]

After the filming of "Longevity" came to an end, the schedule of Tang Ci gradually became empty. Lin Zheng probably also knew the recent situation of Tang Ci, and rarely said a few more words to Tang Ci during a routine lecture.

"I know a few directors who are quite capable in the industry, and they have several suitable scripts in their hands recently, and they haven't cast any roles yet..."

Tang Ci was taken aback for a moment, and realized Lin Zheng's meaning. Does this mean to introduce the character to him?

The script that Lin Zheng can read is naturally not bad, but most of the time Lin Zheng classified him as a family because of the oolong last time, so he took the initiative to introduce contacts to him, even if Lin Zheng gave him this role You can't ask for it either.

Tang Ci smiled and said very politely: "No, thank you Director Lin, I'm in a bad state recently, and I may not be able to meet the requirements of other directors."

Lin Zheng nodded without forcing it.

Tang Ci's situation after the contract termination with Baiyun is a bit embarrassing to be honest. One is that he took a too tough stance in terminating the contract with Baiyun. Adults pay attention to staying on the line when doing things. He is fine. When a video is released, Baiyun's stock value overnight It dropped by three points directly. Even if other companies have the heart to sign him, they don't have the guts to sign him. No one wants to put a time bomb in their own company.

Another thing is that although he is popular enough at this stage, and he has popular variety shows and TV series in his hands, the exposure is not bad, but there are only a few capable directors in the circle, there are few directors, fewer screenwriters, and not so many good scripts. He didn't like bad scripts, and Baiyun deliberately suppressed them. Tang Ci didn't have a company behind him to withstand the pressure, and the schedule was so empty in one day.

Lin Fei groaned and sighed day by day, but Tang Ci himself didn't have any psychological pressure at all, he should eat and drink, and even sneaked back to U Ying wearing a mask to attend several acting classes of Ping Lao.

The old man was still so spitting and passionate in his lectures, the whole classroom was lively after one lecture, and he was called to the office after the get out of class.

"You don't need to be filming recently?" The old man looked at him while making tea, "Come to me when you have time."

Tang Ci joked in a serious manner: "I've been doing poorly recently, and I'm considering whether to come to you as a teaching assistant."

The old man was amused. He glanced at him and said nothing. After a while, he said, "You can do whatever you want. If you really can't get along, it would be nice to be a teaching assistant for me. At least you have a basic salary."

Tang Ci laughed straight when he heard it, and nodded yes.

In the past few years, the old man has become more and more nagging, and after a few words, he asked Tang Ci to go home for dinner tomorrow.

"That can't be done," Tang Ci took a sip of tea, and said casually, "I asked your little apprentice to watch a drama on the weekend."

"Lin Hang?" The old man glanced at him while making tea, and said slowly, recalling, "His temperament has changed a lot in the past few years."

"Speaking of this, when I'm bored during the holidays, he often comes to my house to chat with me..."

Tang Ci listened to it for a while, and rarely asked one more question curiously: "What are you talking about?"

"You can talk about everything, even you once hurt your knee in front of my house," the old man said slowly. Sometimes it's nice to have a good temper..."

Tang Ci said "um", then smiled, and thoughtfully said: "He has a pretty good temper."

The theater on weekends is almost full. This time the play is the premiere, and the audience is full. To enter the theater, you need to pass through the ticket inspection channel at the door. There are many people, and you need to line up slowly to enter.

Tang Ci wore a black mask and a pair of black-rimmed flat glasses today, and stood waiting in an inconspicuous place in front of the theater, holding a mobile phone in one hand and putting the other in his pocket.

【Lin Hang: I'm here. 】

Tang Ci raised his head and searched the crowd in front for a while, but couldn't find it, so he lowered his head and sent another message.

[Tang Ci: Where is it? 】

Before the news could be sent out, his right shoulder was lightly touched suddenly, Tang Ci tilted his head, and Lin Hang was standing on his right.

He is wearing a light gray sweater today, with a tall and long hanger, and the simple clothes look good, probably because he knows his hair is conspicuous, the hood is pulled up, and the mask is also on, and he can see the ink on the mask. blue eyes.

"Let's go." Lin Hang subconsciously took the ticket from Tang Ci's hand, and then handed over the hot coffee in his other hand.

Tang Ci took it, glanced at him, and said deliberately: "Aren't you going to buy milk tea this time?"

Lin Hang said "hmm", blinked the eyes above the mask innocently, and explained: "Coffee is less sweet."

Two people lined up at the end of the line to enter the arena.

The ticket checking efficiency of the Grand Theater is very high, and the team is also very orderly, so the team moves very quickly, and the whole team has entered the theater in a short time.

The tickets that He Jingqiu gave them were in the center of the front row, facing the stage, which was a very comfortable place to watch the drama and not be noticed.

The audience in the theater was basically orderly, and the staff maintained good order on the scene. After the opening of the drama, it was basically quiet, and there would be no other unnecessary sounds.

As Jing Qiu said, the style of their theater is indeed different from other famous theaters in China.

The biggest difference is that they use more original scripts, and the script types and styles are more diverse. Among them, there are many new faces among the drama actors, but their performances are surprisingly good.

Today's play is about a series of explorations and adherence to human relations and moral bottom lines between a prisoner and the warden. It can be seen that many new stage construction techniques and performance forms have been used. When the play ended, the theater applauded.

After the actor's curtain call, the audience began to leave the stage one after another. Tang Ci still sat still, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and was turned into light gold by the huge chandelier above his head. Looking from the edge of the frame, he seemed to be in a daze.

"Senior Brother." Lin Hang couldn't help calling him from the side.

Seeing that there was no response, Lin Hang called out again: "Tang Ci."

"Ah," Tang Ci responded, turning his head to look at Lin Hang in a daze.

He subconsciously pulled off his mask and took a sip of coffee, and immediately frowned, "Bitter."

Lin Hang looked at it helplessly for a while, and couldn't help but reach out to help open the condensed milk bag and pour it in. He poured two-thirds of the bag, and stopped because he was afraid that Tang Ci would find it too sweet again.

Tang Ci seemed to have finally recovered from the trance symptoms, and then stood up from the seat in the theater, looked at Lin Hang: "Let's go out."

Lin Hang nodded.

After leaving the theater, probably because of the weekend, most of the crowd outside the door were in pairs.

"Brother," came a little girl next to her with a flower basket, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with two long braids tied up, "Would you like to buy a flower for your girlfriend?"

Tang Ci glanced at it. The red roses in the water were probably for couples on weekends. The business should be pretty good at night, so they sold a few left.

Lin Hang glanced at the roses in the basket, then at Tang Ci, and finally told the girl: "I don't have a girlfriend."

The girl reacted very quickly, she understood the two after one glance, and immediately said with a smile: "You can also send a boyfriend, or if you can't, you can also ask for a boyfriend."

He is quite good at talking, and Tang Ci almost laughed.

"Can I deliver it?" Lin Hang's blue eyes turned towards him.

Tang Ci paused, and before he could speak, the girl next to him helped to speak up: "Little brother, just promise, there are only a few weekends in a month, I first wish you lovers will get married in advance, ten yuan for a rose , buy a love, Tongsouwuwububuy can't buy it at a loss and can't be fooled."

Tang Ci smiled when he heard it, and reached out and took a rose from the basket: "Ten yuan for a love is quite cheap."

As he said that, he handed the rose to Lin Hang, and jokingly asked him: "Can I buy it? Your love."

Tang Ciying rested her fingertips on the flower branch, looking extraordinarily beautiful. Looking at him with a smile in his eyes, he smiled casually. Lin Hang's eyes fell on it, and he took it after a moment of stunned, with a slight movement in his throat. , with an imperceptible "hmm".

At about nine o'clock in the evening, the two walked aimlessly along the road for a while, and were woken up by the night wind.

The road next door is the Food Street of University Town, and it is already supper time, and the aroma of the barbecue stall next door can be smelled across the street, Tang Ci rubbed his stomach, and said frankly: "I'm hungry."

Lin Hang stopped in surprise and looked at him for a while: "Would you like to have some porridge?"

"There is a good store in front," he thought for a while, "fresh and healthy."

Tang Ci said slowly: "I just want to eat something unhealthy now."

Lin Hang was dumbfounded.

The food street in the university town is full of crowds, smoke, and loud noises. We all know that these are the standard equipment for barbecue stalls.

At this moment, there was a lot of voices, several tables were playing boxing games, even karaoke players, shouting could be heard in the nearby school dormitory building.

Tang Ci took up the innermost table familiarly, ordered a pinch of cold beer as soon as the table was served, and conscientiously ordered a soy milk for Lin Hang, in a glass bottle, which tasted quite atmospheric.

The barbecue should be served slowly, but the cold beer is served quickly.

Tang Ci took off the mask and put it on the table, took two sips of an ice beer, and the whole person felt comfortable after the ice wine entered his throat.

His light-colored pupils narrowed slightly: "Cool."

Lin Hang looked at him helplessly on the opposite side.

"Don't get drunk." Lin Hang reminded him.

"I have to remind you," Tang Ci took a sip of beer and said slowly, "I got drunk last time after drinking baijiu, so don't hold on to it."

Tang Ci's drinking capacity is indeed not bad, and his expression doesn't change after drinking two beers, but his face is easy to drink, his cheeks and neck are stained with a faint crimson color, his eyes are swaying, and his lips are stained with wine. Especially obscene|extravagant.

Lin Hang glanced at the opposite side and then turned his eyes away. For the first time, he felt that his throat was a bit dry after drinking soy milk.

"Aren't you mistaken... I think it is, come closer and have a look..." Someone whispered beside him.

Tang Ci subconsciously turned his face sideways, just at this moment two girls came forward, one of them was blushing and his voice trembling: "Hello, are you Tang Ci?"

Tang Ci narrowed his eyes when he heard the words: "Tang Ci? Many people said that I look like him, but I actually only look like him. Look at the one opposite me. People in our unit say he is Xiao Lin Hang , looks like an octagon."

"Do you want to sign it? My handwriting is quite similar. If you want, I can sign two copies."

Lin Hang: "..."

The two girls looked at them hesitantly, and walked away with some hesitation.

After a meeting.

"No, how could it be such a coincidence..."

"Yes, look at the color of his pupils..."

"The hair color is exactly the same..."

"The barbecue at table 36 is ready!"

"Here!" Tang Ci shouted, and when he stood up, he tugged Lin Hang next to him. Lin Hang was pulled up and walked forward in a daze, "Aren't we number 28?"

Lin Hang was dragged forward in a hurry, and before he reached the barbecue booth, he heard someone shouting from behind: "It's them!"

"Lin Hang!"

"Tang Ci!"

Lin Hang also came to his senses at this moment, and the two reacted quickly to avoid the flow of people and go out. As soon as they got out of the stall, they started running, with the sound of howling wind in their ears.

The footsteps behind were mighty, and Tang Ci didn't have time to look back to see how many people were following behind. Alcohol excited his brain, and he didn't want to think about anything at the moment.

The two of them ran until they stopped in a remote alley next to the University City. Tang Ci leaned on one side of the wall and panted for breath. After panting for a while, he suddenly laughed. Lin Hang looked at him and couldn't help laughing too.

Supporting the wall was a little weak, Tang Ci couldn't help but put his shoulders on Lin Hang, looked at Lin Hang for a while in the light of the moon, and suddenly touched his face frivolously: "You look pretty good when you smile. It's pretty."

He thought about it, and found an adjective: "It's quite pure."

It may be because of running all the way, Tang Ci's fingers were blown a little ice, and touched Lin Hang's face, making his heart skip a beat.

Lin Hang looked at Tang Ci in a daze.

Tang Ci actually didn't feel drunk at the moment, but the alcohol made his cerebral cortex extraordinarily excited, so he didn't know what it was like to restrain himself at the moment, and made an inch of getting closer to Lin Hang.

"Little Junior Brother." Tang Ci blew hot air into Lin Hang's ear. It was itchy at first, and then the hot and swelling voice filled his ears.

Lin Hang turned his head subconsciously, and saw Tang Ci's smiling light-colored pupils were very close to him, and his long and soft eyelashes could almost touch his cheek.

The voice is also very soft, so light that it almost hints at it.

"Have you ever kissed?" Tang Ci asked him.

The author has something to say: explain, Tang is not drunk, he is just a little excited now... (?

Thanks to Huayue and 40117641 little angel for the nutrient solution irrigated~