Senior, follow me

About a year ago, when Yan Zicheng and the others were still freshmen, he, Yang Ze and Jian Junhao were already very close. They often chatted and ate together, completed homework and produced works. Sometimes they often work together. At that time, they were a powerful combination among the freshmen in the theater, and they were very successful in their respective professional fields, and they were outstanding.

They worked together and produced many excellent films.In those films, Yan Zicheng was in charge of screenwriting, Yang Ze was in charge of directing, and Jian Junhao was the best actor, similar to the current division of labor.Only at that time, they also had a dedicated photographer.

That person's name is Zhang Fan.

It's an ordinary name, nothing special, and it feels the same as Zhang Fan.However, contrary to his appearance, Zhang Fan's photography works are amazing and unforgettable.He is a person who is not good at talking and communicating, but he can use the camera in his hand to tell the most touching stories.

The relationship between the four of them is very good. Out of the recognition and appreciation of each other's talents, but also because of the complementarity of each other's personalities, they maintained a friendship like a buddy until the end of the freshman year.

At the end of his freshman year, when Zhang Fan was filming and recording a stage play, due to a malfunction on the stage, he stumbled and fell from a height, and was crushed by a heavy object. His arm was shattered and fractured. Can no longer carry heavy objects.Such a blow is fatal to a photographer.Without a pair of steady hands that don't shake, he probably won't be able to hold a camera anymore.

Zhang Fan dropped out of school and transferred to another school without saying a word, left Chengdu, and never came back.After he left, Yan Zicheng and Yang Ze got better friends than before, but Jian Junhao became estranged from the two of them, not as close as before, and he couldn't go on stage or act in stage plays from now on.

Jin Xiaotian finished his long-winded speech, sighing endlessly.

"When Zhang Fan had an accident, was Jian Junhao... also on that stage?" Fang Qiao thought for a while and asked in an affirmative tone.

Jin Xiao nodded, "That's right. It's not just him. When the accident happened, the three of them were all there, and they all watched what happened to Zhang Fan."

All three of them saw it, but only Jian Junhao suffered from stage phobia because of this, and could no longer appear in stage plays...

why?

Jin Xiaotian couldn't give any more information. When she was a freshman, she and Yan Zicheng were not familiar with each other. At most, they knew some gossip and rumors that everyone knew.Fang Qiao thanked her, invited her to finish dinner, and sent her back to the girls' dormitory.

Before leaving, Jin Xiaotian looked at him and suddenly had a serious expression, "Junior brother, I don't know why you are so interested in Jian Junhao, but I must remind you that Jian Junhao can become the head of the acting department. And not just because of his talent professionally. He's a great guy, in every way."

Seeing her serious appearance, Fang Qiao felt a little moved, and thanked her with a smile, "Senior Sister, I understand what you mean, don't worry."

Jin Xiaotian stomped upstairs, carrying a small canvas bag in her hand, and a pair of denim-colored sneakers on her feet. She was very plainly dressed, and she didn't look like a student in the acting department, nor did she look like a senior student at all. It's steady, but it makes Fang Qiao feel very comfortable.

He doesn't like the opposite sex, but he likes Jin Xiaotian very much.Hearty but not artificial, lively and sly, she is a rare girl.Fang Qiao watched her go upstairs and left, and smiled.

Wu Fei is a very nice boy, if nothing else happens, Jin Xiaotian should be very happy.That's fine.

When returning to his dormitory, Fang Qiao found a figure standing downstairs. He walked over and saw that it was Yan Zicheng.

Yan Zicheng held a cigarette in his hand, and the end of the cigarette shone with a dark red light, making his expression a little gloomy.

Fang Qiao took the cigarette in his hand, stubbed it out and threw it aside, and pulled him to sit down on a bench by the side of the road.

"Waiting for me?"

"Where have you been?" Yan Zicheng asked without answering.

"My friend invited me to dinner, I have been tossing about until now." Fang Qiao finally chose to hide it.He had a premonition that what happened to Zhang Fan must have had a great impact on Yan Zicheng, and if he mentioned it rashly, it might arouse Yan Zicheng's disgust.

"Really?" Yan Zicheng was noncommittal and did not continue to ask.

The two fell silent at the same time, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while. Fang Qiao was thinking about Zhang Fan's affairs, and unconsciously began to lose his mind, even Yan Zicheng was staring at him without noticing.

"It's getting late, go back to the dormitory." Yan Zicheng suddenly stood up, turned his back to him, and whispered, "I'm leaving first."

After finishing speaking, he left. Fang Qiao wanted to hold him back, but he was a step too late.

In the next few days, everyone in the theater noticed that something was wrong, because Yan Zicheng's attitude towards Fang Qiao became obviously alienated.At noon, the two of them no longer eat together, and they no longer go in and out together on weekdays, and there are no more situations such as speaking alone.

Fang Qiao could clearly feel that Yan Zicheng was hiding from him on purpose, since he left suddenly that night, he could avoid him.

Jin Xiaotian secretly ran to find Fang Qiao and asked him what was going on, but Fang Qiao was also confused and couldn't understand anything.The two were so focused on chatting that they didn't see Yan Zicheng's sweeping gaze, nor did they notice the increasingly gloomy expression on the other side's face.

Because Yan Zicheng's low air pressure was too obvious, everyone lived cautiously for several days.

Fang Qiao wanted to have a good talk with Yan Zicheng, but before he could spare time, he was called away by the radio station.

A boy from the broadcasting department who has been working on a regular program on the radio station had a small car accident and suffered a broken tibia in his calf. He would have to be hospitalized for about a month before he recovered. Radio stations have always been a radish and a hole. There is really no substitute for the position of anchor At this time, there was a big gap in the personnel, and they had to be replaced by newcomers during the internship period.Normally speaking, under such circumstances, freshmen from the broadcasting department would be the first choice, but for some reason, Fang Qiao was chosen this time.

Fang Qiao couldn't refuse, so he had to agree. Fortunately, the broadcast time was from 01:30 noon to [-]:[-]. Apart from not being able to eat lunch, it would not delay the rehearsal of the stage play.

Yan Zicheng received a call from his younger sister at the broadcasting station, saying that Fang Qiao was temporarily requisitioned for a period of time, please forgive him.After hanging up the phone, Yan Zicheng's face became even more stinky.

Relying on being at the same level as him, Jin Xiaotian came forward without fear of death, and asked with a smile: "Student Yan, I don't want to part with your junior brother, so I just call and call him back. Aren't you the head of the radio station? It’s a good thing to do.”

Yan Zicheng glared at her, and uttered a rare swear word, "I can't bear to be a fart! The radio station is out of order, and he should go to help. Why should I call him back?"

"Isn't it already busy? He has to go there at noon, so he doesn't have time to eat." Jin Xiaotian muttered aggrievedly.

"You won't die of hunger if you don't eat a meal." Yan Zicheng said with a straight face, and started to chase people away, "Okay, okay, go to the stage, Yang Ze told you, don't hang around here."

Jin Xiaotian rolled her eyes, and said loudly on purpose: "How about...I'll take some time to deliver him a meal, seeing how pitiful he is..."

Yan Zicheng's heart tightened, his expression darkened, and finally he became impatient, "It's none of your business, don't meddle in your own business."

Jin Xiaotian didn't take it seriously, instead she looked very proud and ran away with a smile.

Sure enough, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and you still say that Yan Zicheng is not boring?Only Fang Qiao would be a treasure with such an awkward personality.

Finally, when the noon break was about to end and the afternoon rehearsal was about to begin, Yang Ze suddenly discovered that not only Fang Qiao hadn't appeared, but even Yan Zicheng had disappeared.After 10 minutes of yelling in the theater, he finally gave up. He just gritted his teeth angrily and cursed these two guys for being unreliable.

About half an hour ago, Yan Zicheng avoided Yang Ze and sneaked out of the theater.He went to the school gate to buy two boxed lunches, carried a plastic bag, and wandered to the radio station.

He hesitated downstairs for a long time at the broadcasting station, and finally got caught by the junior sister he knew, and after asking questions for a long time, he finally got out.He looked at the stairs leading upstairs, took a deep breath, and walked up.

Noon happened to be the busiest time for the radio station, and there were many people staying here. As soon as Yan Zicheng entered, he attracted a lot of surprised eyes.

He has been busy with his end-of-term homework recently, and has rarely come to the radio station. At this time, he suddenly appeared without even saying hello, which naturally shocked everyone.

Yan Zicheng waved his hand, signaling to everyone to ignore him, and went to the studio on his own.His mind was disturbed, and he didn't notice the faint whispers behind him.

In the studio, Fang Qiao sat alone, reading the manuscript with his head down, with a gentle expression.

Yan Zicheng moved a stool casually, sat outside the studio, and looked at Fang Qiao with his chin resting on his hands.

He didn't tell Fang Qiao that on that morning a few days ago, he heard those students from the acting department talking loudly about their relationship.Those words are not pleasant, full of malicious slander and speculation, disgusting.

In fact, the panic he felt that day was far greater than the anger.

He has long seen clearly what this society is like and what people in this world are like.An existence that is different from the mainstream crowd is, after all, a weird existence.There are too many people in this world who say that homosexuality is normal, but their eyes flash with curiosity or excitement. Whether they praise or belittle their attitudes, they still regard them as heterogeneous in the final analysis. , instead of seeing them as normal people living ordinary lives.

He knew that he was different from Fang Qiao.Fang Qiao can always feel kindness from other people's attitudes, but he can only capture the dark malice.Different life experiences determine their completely different life attitudes, and also doom their disputes and differences.

Yan Zicheng felt that such a self was very pathetic, like a pitiful creature curled up in a tortoise shell, frightened but at a loss.

He really didn't avoid Fang Qiao on purpose, but every time he saw Fang Qiao, the cynicism and malicious speculation from those people would be uncontrollable in his ears, and in the next second, he subconsciously turned his eyes away, I can't even control myself...

"Zicheng, promise me, this is a secret." In the memory, those eyes full of madness and despair are still as clear as yesterday, the man stared at him with crazy eyes, "This is a secret, you can't, absolutely Can't tell anyone."

"Your feelings for him, my feelings for you, and his feelings for me are all secrets. I don't want to say it, don't say it, and I can't say it. Zicheng, you must promise me..."

"This matter...absolutely, can't, tell anyone!!"

He couldn't help shivering.

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