24 Lies

In the music classroom, a thin figure sat in front of an old piano, playing it stutteringly.

A few students from school passed by, looked in through the dusty window sill, and someone yelled inside: "Mr. Gao, what are you playing!"

The children here all speak dialects, and only in class will they cooperate with the teacher to speak a few words of Mandarin with a strong accent.

Gao Xiaoyu stopped what she was doing, pushed her glasses, and replied, "I'm practicing Liszt's "The Clock."

He used to practice several times in the piano classroom after class every day before leaving.Even though it was a very difficult piece that no one here could appreciate, Gao Xiaoyu still practiced it every day. He needed some way to fight against his ordinary life.

The noise of students fighting outside the window was very loud.Gao Xiaoyu frowned and continued to play the piano. He was a little distracted and always played wrong notes.

He will stop practicing after the classroom is quiet, clean up the small music classroom, lock the door, leave, and go home alone.

He was walking in the empty corridor, passing by a blackboard with a curly blackboard newspaper with four big characters in the middle - Youth Flying.Gao Xiaoyu saw that Yang's tail was scratched, so he stopped and thought about it, went into an empty classroom to find a piece of chalk, walked back slowly, bent down, and slowly repainted Yang's tail.

Someone tapped him on the shoulder lightly.

Gao Xiaoyu raised her head.

The person who came was a young support teacher who taught art.He is tall, with black and straight hair, and his name is Fang Yu.

Hi, I'm Yu. When we met for the first time, she introduced herself like this.She is bright, generous, and makes people feel very warm when she smiles.She called herself Yu, and many teachers and students in the school also called her Teacher Xiao Yu.

Teacher Xiaoyu, teacher Xiaoyu.

In fact, there is another teacher Xiaoyu in this school, but others don't call him so affectionately.

Gao Xiaoyu stepped back cautiously: "Mr. Xiao Yu...hasn't gone back yet?"

"Let's go now." Fang Yu said enthusiastically, "Mr. Gao, let's go out together."

In normal times, he would definitely refuse to go back to get off work with other teachers.

But Gao Xiaoyu was in a good mood today, because Chen Zhou invited him to dinner tonight.

When you are in a good mood, you will do some unusual things.Gao Xiaoyu thought for a while, and said to Teacher Xiaoyu, "Okay, let's go together."

They walked out of the teaching building together.

Fang Yu said, "Mr. Gao, I heard that you and I graduated from the same school?"

Gao Xiaoyu pushed her glasses, nodded: "Yes."

"Then I have to call you brother."

"No, don't call it that."

There was a moment of silence.

Fang Yu hesitated and asked: "Mr. Gao, do you need to come back to teach because of your orientation? Why didn't you stay there to develop?"

"I didn't read orientation." Gao Xiaoyu shook her head, "I came back because I was brought up by my grandma, and I want to come back to accompany her."

"Oh, that's how it is." Fang Yu sighed, "That's good too. I don't want to have any chance to accompany my grandparents. They passed away when I was very young."

Gao Xiaoyu said: "My grandma also left last year, so now I often feel that it is meaningless for me to stay here."

His tone was very strange, a kind of calm with indifference.

Fang Yu stopped talking, and they walked under the scorching sun in silence.

At this time, Li Zhiyuan came over, frowned and called Ka.

Li Zhiyuan said to the young actress: "Yang Yijie, you are not in the right mood, why do you always dodge when watching Zheng Guanyu?"

The actress named Yang Yijie is very embarrassed, because this is the third reshoot.

"I'm sorry, Director Li, I... I can't get into the scene, I'm a little flustered when I see Mr. Zheng's eyes."

Zheng Guanyu couldn't help smiling beside him.

Many newcomers panic when playing with him. The only one who has ever met is Ming Zheng. When playing with him, he is calm and calm, and sometimes suppresses his own play, which is strange.

Li Zhiyuan said helplessly: "Why are you panicking? What's there to panic about?"

The actress blushed anxiously, and whispered: "I'm a little nervous..."

Li Zhiyuan could only drag her and Zheng Guanyu back to the classroom to let the actress readjust.

Now Zheng Guanyu always feels dizzy after standing for a long time.When the director was lecturing to the actress, he was so hot that he couldn't stand up, so he could only walk into the music classroom and sit down to rest.

Feeling bored after a while, he planned to play the piano to pass the time.

A small group of performance students gathered around to watch him play, chirping and asking Zheng Guanyu questions.

--how old are you?

He replied, I am 28 years old.

—Where is your home?

He replied, in Suzhou.

—Is it far from here?

He replied, quite far.

——Is it fun at your house?

He replied, it's okay.

—Who taught you to play the piano?

He replied, my mother.

They asked Zheng Guanyu what to answer, and they were very patient.

While waiting for the next question, Zheng Guanyu heard a deep voice: "The director asked for a kiss scene at night, do you understand?"

Zheng Guanyu paused and turned around in surprise.

Ming Zheng was looking at him with his hands behind his back, standing lazily.

There is also a group of flowers of the motherland next to them. At the moment, they are looking at them with wide eyes, and they don't know if they understand.

Mingzheng obviously didn't care about the eyes of the group of children. Seeing that Zheng Guanyu didn't answer, he repeated: "The director said that we will have a kiss scene for him to watch at night, and he will arrange a seat."

Zheng Guanyu: "..."

A little boy laughed hahaha and said, "Kiss scene! Kiss?!!"

The flowers of the motherland were instantly excited.

"..." Zheng Guanyu gave Ming Zheng a helpless look, "...do you want to tell me now?"

Ming Zheng looked at the circle of children beside him.

"Okay, let's talk about something else." Ming Zheng said, "Then may I ask Teacher Gao Xiaoyu, what are you playing?"

Zheng Guanyu turned his head back, and answered him in Gao Xiaoyu's tone: "The Bell by Liszt."

In the film, Gao Xiaoyu couldn't practice well, but Zheng Guanyu played it proficiently.

Mingzheng and a group of children listened to him quietly behind him. After listening for a while, they were actually fascinated.

Mingzheng suspected that Zheng Guanyu was deliberately showing off to him. Anyway, he started playing seriously after he came.

This song is called "Bell"?It was indeed the sound of a bell, Ming Zheng thought.The sound seemed to be powerful, and when it hit one after another, people's minds were filled with the sound of ding ding dong dong.

Fortunately, the director found him when he was knocked unconscious by the musical note, and asked Zheng Guanyu to do the opposite.

The sound of "The Bell" stopped abruptly, and his heartbeat returned to normal.

Zheng Guanyu stood up, looked at a group of children beside him, moved closer, and asked him softly, "Does it sound good?"

Because the distance was getting closer, Ming Zheng clearly noticed that Zheng Guanyu's face was a bit unsightly.After shooting for too long today, he is still in a state of not getting enough to eat, and his physical strength is probably a bit overdrawn.

Tired like this, I still have the leisure to tease him.

Zheng Guanyu, who couldn't hear the answer, asked him again: "Ask you, is it nice?"

Ming Zheng stepped back a little, and said vaguely, "Not bad."

"It seems that you don't understand well. In fact, I played a lot of mistakes." Zheng Guanyu said, "This piece is quite difficult. I can only play it, but I am not good at it."

"I don't like to listen to classical music. I can't tell if it's good or not, I just feel that your hand speed is quite fast."

Zheng Guanyu rubbed his wrist with a smile: "That is. It was faster when the hand was not injured before, and the hand speed of being single for many years."

Maybe he wanted to make a joke, but Mingzheng didn't think the joke was funny.He didn't smile, walked out of the room silently, looked at Zheng Guanyu's thin back, and began to think about some issues that have puzzled him recently——

What is liking, what is love, does it last forever, what does it feel like to be with a man.And, did Zheng Guanyu use some kind of perfume?It smells good.

The film changer and camera crew have already changed the new film, and the director is waiting outside the room for the actors to be ready.

Mingzheng felt that Zheng Guanyu was a little out of breath when speaking, as if he was tired.He originally wanted to ask someone to bring Zheng Guanyu some glucose to drink, but before he had time, the reporter had already come over to report the board.

After the director called action, Gao Xiaoyu and Fang Yu met again in front of the blackboard, had a conversation, and walked into the scorching sun together.

Standing together, these two people are quite a strange match. One exudes vitality, while the other exudes frustration.

Fang Yu seemed to be affected by Gao Xiaoyu's deep aura, after walking for a while, she remained silent, as if she was thinking about something.

Before leaving, Gao Xiaoyu suddenly asked her: "Why did you come to teach?"

Fang Yu froze for a moment, then said heartily, "I want to see more of the outside world."

"Oh." Gao Xiaoyu pushed his glasses, "You're leaving after this semester, aren't you?"

Fang Yu nodded: "Yes, I'll be leaving in half a month."

When they came to the corner, Fang Yu had to go left, and Gao Xiaoyu had to go right.

Before parting, Fang Yu took out something from his canvas bag and handed it to Gao Xiaoyu.

"I'll give you a present, Mr. Gao." Fang Yu said, "I made it in handicraft class today."

"What is it?" Gao Xiaoyu took it with some surprise.

"Revolving lantern." Fang Yu said, "Go back and find a candle and put it under it. The light will turn on after a while. It's very beautiful."

Gao Xiaoyu looked at the things in her hand for a while.This is a simple revolving lantern, made of paper cups, and Fang Yu also drew something on the paper cups for decoration, which are two little fishes kissing.

He accepted the lamp and said to her, "Thank you. I will give you another gift when you go back after teaching."

Fang Yu smiled and asked, "What gift?"

Gao Xiaoyu said, "I'll give you a story."

Fang Yu smiled and said to him, "Okay."

They said goodbye politely, one went to the left and the other to the right.

The camera in front of Zheng Guanyu was still looking at him, and the play didn't stop.

In this scene, this part is actually the most difficult to act.After parting from Fang Yu, Gao Xiaoyu walked home with the revolving lantern. On the way, he looked at the lantern in his hand for a while, and then at the empty road in front of him.

Emotions need to be chaotic and disorderly, but you can't act like a psychopath. This is a very difficult performance.

In fact, Zheng Guanyu couldn't find Gao Xiaoyu's emotions at that moment, he was too hot.The high temperature made his brain dizzy, and his steps were extraordinarily heavy.

I can't move anymore.

Zheng Guanyu's scalp is tight, knowing that his current appearance may not look good on the camera.

There was a blurry figure in sight, it was Ming Zheng standing next to the photographer.

It's hot.But Gao Xiaoyu still walked faster and faster.He has to hurry home and prepare to have dinner with Chen Zhou later.

Gao Xiaoyu was on the way to meet Chen Zhou, Zheng Guanyu walked towards Ming Zheng behind the camera step by step, the same road, pointing to the same person.

The high temperature seems to split another space-time.

After a short buzzing sound in his brain, Zheng Guanyu felt that he was about to lose his standing. According to his own judgment, it was probably heatstroke.

The director called cut, and he was satisfied just by looking at his expression.

But Zheng Guanyu didn't stop walking, still walking towards Mingzheng in a nonchalant manner.His senses were so confused that he couldn't tell who he was.The people around are all shadows, and only Mingzheng is bright in his sight.

When the world in his sight was crumbling, Zheng Guanyu only saw a safe place...

Li Zhiyuan saw that he was not in the right state, so he quickly called him from a distance: "Guanyu, I called cut, you can stop!"

Zheng Guanyu didn't seem to hear him, and was still walking forward.

Ah Mai also walked towards him, wanting to help him.But Zheng Guanyu passed him, without looking sideways, and walked towards Mingzheng step by step with Gao Xiaoyu's demeanor, without looking at or paying attention to anyone.

Everyone fell silent.

When he finally walked in front of Mingzheng, he seemed to have no strength left. He collapsed and hugged Mingzheng's leg tightly in the next second as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

A group of people ran over there in fright. Ming Zheng felt that there were too many people running over. His first reaction was to not let so many people see Zheng Guanyu's embarrassed appearance, so he quickly stopped the staff's movements: "— —Don’t come here yet.”

Under everyone's strange gazes, Mingzheng squatted down slowly, adjusted Zheng Guanyu's posture, and let him lean on his shoulder.

The staff looked at their actions and were all dumbfounded.

Mingzheng turned his head to look, and found that Zheng Guanyu was leaning on his shoulder and smiling.

He said angrily: "Why are you laughing, you can still laugh when you're about to pass out."

"...I can laugh when I want to."

Mingzheng felt a little helpless, and said in a low voice: "What do you want the director to think when you pounce on me like this?"

"I don't care what they think."

Ming Zheng frowned and didn't say anything more, because Zheng Guanyu rubbed his shoulder, which made him itchy.

Seeing from behind, their postures are very ambiguous.

The director looked at them with complicated expressions for a while, then waved his hand, telling the crew to step aside and wait.

And Mingzheng, holding Zheng Guanyu in his arms, was thinking absent-mindedly——

What kind of perfume does this Zheng Guanyu use? Why does it still smell so good after a day of filming? ?