Did the idol fall off the horse today? [rebirth]

Jiang Yuan's desire to create always explodes in the middle of the night.That summer, Zong Yuan didn't go home, but stayed at Jiang Yuan's house - he wanted to train, and his hometown was small, so there was no room for the training that Fu Sheng required.

It was Zong Yuan's first experience of Jiang Yuan's irregular work and rest. In comparison, Fu Sheng Hantao's behavior of only pondering the script every now and then until late at night was excellent.

At 02:30 in the morning, Jiang Yuan was composing music in his room.

It was a very dynamic beat, so even though the room was equipped with soundproof panels and sound-absorbing cotton, the tinkling drum beats went straight into Zong Yuan's ears.

Zong Yuan knocked on the door, "Brother Yuan, can we end sooner? It's not good to stay up late, really, and disturb the people."

"Immediately." Jiang Yuan didn't care.He knew that he was used to it, and paid special attention to sound insulation when decorating the house, so Zong Yuan lived next door to him, so he could hear a little movement, but he couldn't hear it upstairs or downstairs if he didn't open the windows.

"Can't you create during the day?" Zong Yuan entered the room and read the news on his mobile phone to scare Jiang Yuan, "'XX died of brain hemangioma rupture due to staying up late', 'XX died suddenly while staying up late playing games in the dormitory', 'XX died due to staying up late for a long time Sudden death due to excessive physical fatigue'..."

"Stop—" Jiang Yuan frowned, "Don't curse me, go back to sleep!"

Zong Yuan: "Stay up late at night, smoke and drink, don't get up during the day, and don't eat... What are your habits?"

"Go to bed at eleven o'clock in the evening and wake up at seven o'clock in the morning. You are a college student. What kind of life do you live?" Jiang Yuan asked bluntly, "Brother Yuan, I have no inspiration during the day, but I have inspiration at night. Go back to sleep quickly, don't disturb me creation."

Zong Yuan was speechless, thinking that there is such a person, what kind of life is he living a healthy life and being questioned?After looking at Jiang Yuan for a while, Zong Yuan asked, "Why are you not inspired during the day?"

Jiang Yuan danced and answered: "There is no such atmosphere during the day, and the night helps to let go of oneself and feel more -- you understand, it will be more passionate, expressive, and the things written are not so rigid..."

Zong Yuan nodded thoughtfully.

"Forget it, you don't engage in creation, so I can't tell you—" Jiang Yuan pushed Zongyuan, "Go back quickly, people who don't know how to stay up late don't understand this feeling."

Zong Yuan said: "You think the atmosphere during the day is not enough, I see that the curtains in your room have a good shading effect, and the effect is the same as at night when the curtains are drawn during the day and the lights are turned on."

Jiang Yuan had a question mark on his face, convinced by Zong Yuan's idea.

The point is that he was speechless.

He looked at Zong Yuan, and after a long while, he said: "Go away, go back to sleep, and then talk nonsense and send you to squeeze into his small private room with Fu Sheng."

Jiang Yuan looked at Zong Yuan, and the mature actor in front of him gradually overlapped with the young student from the past.

"What?" Zong Yuan didn't hear clearly.

Jiang Yuan: "..."

Some things have to be said with that kind of energy. If you fail to succeed once, it usually takes more courage to speak the second time.

But Jiang Yuan has never lacked courage, and the words that I am not afraid of the heavens and the earth are not afraid of me being the best are imprinted in his soul like music.He sat up straight and asked boldly, "I just saw the trending search... saying that you had a fight with the director and Mr. Han?"

Zong Yuan was a little indifferent, and it seemed that his gentleness was removed along with the alienation, "Hot search?"

"It's Weibo." Jiang Yuan explained, muttering in his heart: It is said that Zong Yuan has been isolated from the world these years, and the only way to actively learn about outside information is the news broadcast at [-] o'clock every night, and he does not accept interviews. Do you know the trending searches?

Maybe... Jiang Yuan tilted his head to think, Xiao Chen said that Zong Yuan didn't pay attention to Weibo, maybe he really didn't understand what it was.

Old antique, Jiang Yuan thought to himself, you don't know what I, a person who has returned from rebirth, know, these five years have been in vain.

Jiang Yuan suddenly had a new understanding of the meaning of his own existence. Back then, Zong Yuan got up at seven o'clock in the morning and went to bed at eleven o'clock in the evening, drinking tea and running for nothing, living like a retiree.The difference is only that retirees walk and Zongyuan runs.

If it weren't for him, Zong Yuan would have fallen behind in that moment.

Zong Yuan asked: "The hot search said we had a fight?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, not sure whether to tell all the information he had learned.

He wasn't very clear about the details either - Zhou Xian didn't let him look at his phone!

In case of misinformation...

"Otherwise, you can see for yourself?" Jiang Yuan pretended to be stupid, and deliberately tested whether it was true or not that Zong Yuan didn't read Weibo, "I didn't bring my mobile phone out."

Zong Yuan: "I didn't bring it either."

Jiang Yuan: "..."

"Then, did the three of you really quarrel?"

Zong Yuan thought for a while, and replied: "It's not a quarrel, it's just a disagreement on some things, and a dispute occurred."

Jiang Yuan blurted out and asked, "What's the matter?"

After finishing speaking, he felt a little regretful. The way he asked this question was not in line with his identity as a little idol, so he should be more reserved.

"There have been a lot of controversies since the movie started..." Jiang Yuan bluntly tried to make up for himself, "Netizens say I'm the culprit."

There was a silence after that.This atmosphere made Jiang Yuan feel guilty. Could it be because of him?

Zong Yuan doesn't know how to lie, and Jiang Yuan noticed that Fu Sheng lied to Jiang Yuan a few times under the coercion and temptation.Later, Zong Yuan never told lies again, and would rather not tell lies than tell lies.

Bored, Jiang Yuan silently counted the beats in his heart to see how long Zong Yuan planned to answer his questions.

After about three minutes, Zong Yuan spoke slowly, his voice was a little hoarse, with an indescribable emotion, which just made Jiang Yuan feel uncomfortable.

"It's not because of you."

"It has nothing to do with you, don't think too much about it."

Late at night.Zong Yuan stood up, "Have a good rest, young people don't stay up late."

He had heard this sentence countless times, so Jiang Yuan felt even more uncomfortable.

How come it has nothing to do with him?

Jiang Yuan didn't believe that the three of Fu Sheng would do good deeds for no reason, and appointed an inexperienced idol to act in his play.

He looked at Zong Yuan's back. They used to be about the same height, but now Zong Yuan is a head taller than him.

……

"I'll go down with you." Jiang Yuan brazenly called Zong Yuan to stop, "Listen to you, go to bed early."

The elevator was indoors, Jiang Yuan took two quick steps, and took the initiative to open the door for the actor.There was a threshold on the ground. When he came here, he was thinking about his thoughts and didn't look at the road. He tripped and almost fell, "Teacher Zong, be careful."

As a result, there was a small puddle of water on the ground, and he leaned back as soon as he crossed the threshold.Fortunately, he came to open the door first, and Zong Yuan was behind.Jiang Yuan fell directly on Zong Yuan's body, the back of his head just resting on Zong Yuan's shoulder.

Jiang Yuan is very thin.In order to maintain a good posture and face the audience while taking part in the Flower Walk, Zhou Xian customized a very demanding recipe and training plan for him.In the middle of the night, his stomach was empty and rumbled, making him suspect that he had not fallen asleep, but passed out from hunger.

He didn't eat very well on the flower road, the original owner was sensitive, he dragged his feet everywhere, so he didn't have the mood to eat.

It's better when he's photogenic, but when he looks at him everyday, he's abnormally thin.Le Zhou often said that he was "extremely weak", because he was so thin that his calves could be surrounded by one hand.

The moment Jiang Yuan fell on Zong Yuan, both of them stiffened to varying degrees.

After about two or three seconds, Jiang Yuan came to his senses and left Zongyuan quickly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and wanted to remind Zongyuan, but he was the one who almost fell down.

Jiang Yuan rubbed his back, he was bitten by something, and it still hurts.

"There is a beach of water on the ground." Jiang Yuan said awkwardly.

In fact, when the two of them were filming, they had a lot more intimate actions than this one. Ling Chen only had a physical presence by Xiaoan's side, so the two of them had a lot of body movements.

There was a scene where Ling Chen went downstairs with Xiao An on his back. At that time, Jiang Yuan was so embarrassed that he blushed up to his ears. Fortunately, he had put on light makeup and put on some foundation, otherwise he would have revealed his secrets.

But unfortunately, the crazy scene was stopped by Fu Sheng, and Zong Yuan could only carry him downstairs repeatedly. It was a spiral staircase with short steps, which was a bit scary from Jiang Yuan's perspective, and both of them would feel cool if they fell.

Zong Yuan had no intention of speaking, Jiang Yuan thought that the two of them could go back to their respective rooms without a word, but Zong Yuan unexpectedly asked him, "Why did you choose Qianyang's tea pot as a mask?"

Jiang Yuan was stunned for a moment, hesitating between telling the truth and prevaricating, "The tea is delicious, and I just don't know how to pretend..."

Responding to something, Jiang Yuan asked in shock: "Have you watched the show?"

Zong Yuan answered after a few seconds: "You can sing very well. If you don't like acting, you can also sing very well."

Could it be that you are implying that I am not doing my job properly?Jiang Yuan thought uncertainly, and expressed his opinion: "I don't like acting, everyone is very good, the atmosphere of the crew is like home..."

Zong Yuan smiled. Just as he was about to say something, the elevator suddenly stopped on the 28th floor.The door opened, it was Fu Sheng, Zong Yuan shut up abruptly.

Jiang Yuan: "..."

This is a bit of a coincidence.

His eyes moved back and forth between Zong Yuan Fu Sheng.

Fu Sheng also didn't expect to see Zong Yuan and Jiang Yuan taking the same elevator.

Zong Yuan's room is on the 26th floor, and Jiang Yuan's room is on the 22nd floor. They shouldn't be in the elevator going down the 28th floor...

It's not a problem to stop here all the time, and it's not easy to wait for the elevator to close in front of Fu Sheng in a dignified manner. Jiang Yuan said: "Director... which floor are you on?"

"...26th floor?" Fu Sheng said, "I'm looking for Zong Yuan."

Jiang Yuan: ...Didn't you say there was a quarrel?

Zongyuan room.

"Zong Yuan." Fu Sheng called out.

Zong Yuan looked up to show that he was listening.

"You went to the small garden on the top floor?" Fu Sheng also knew that Zong Yuan would not answer his question, and continued, "I think you two get along very well..."

Zong Yuan realized that Fu Sheng wanted to continue the unfinished topic of the hot pot restaurant, "Stop talking."

Fu Sheng spoke carefully: "Zong Yuan, you can't give up on yourself just because Jiang Yuan passed away, Jiang Yuan absolutely doesn't want to see you like this."

Zong Yuan smiled, "I understand."

Fu Sheng looked at Zong Yuan, frowned, and sighed silently.