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Ming Zheng asked: "May I ask what are you going to talk to Yan Mao about, about our sex scene?"

"A lot." Zheng Guanyu twitched the corners of his mouth, "I have a lot of things I want to ask Director Yan for advice, such as how much money you spent and what conditions are required."

"Don't ask him, I'll tell you." Mingzheng answered him earnestly, "He helped me pay my tuition and living expenses in the United States. He took me with me during filming and location scouting, and taught me filming, that's all."

Have you ever slept?I wanted to ask this, but Zheng Guanyu held back.

"Oh." He said blankly, "Didn't I teach you how to fall in love?"

Mingzheng glanced at him: "Guess."

Guess, guess, guess.Talking to him seems to be forever guessing.

It seems that the more people come into contact with, the more elusive they feel.

"You said before that you didn't like men." Zheng Guanyu changed the subject, "Why have you been with him for so long?"

"Because..." Ming Zheng thought for a while, "Because he is Yan Mao. Why, if you don't like it, you can't follow?"

Yep.After all, it is the famous director Yan Mao who has so many awards and resources.

Sounds like it makes sense.

Zheng Guanyu asked him with a suppressed voice: "You told me that you didn't like men, so, do you like men now?"

Ming Zheng smiled, and leaned over to answer him in a low voice, the meaning in his words was very ambiguous: "Maybe, it depends on which man it is."

Eyes met, they were both examining each other.

"Oh, what do you mean?" Zheng Guanyu tried to force out a casual tone, "... Then I will ask Yan Mao to set a price and buy you."

"Okay." Mingzheng followed his words, "But I'm not very good at serving the benefactor, and I have a weird temper. Don't feel disappointed when the time comes, and send me back."

Can't tell whether it's true or false.

Zheng Guanyu stared at him, and slowly tightened his fists: "I will take it seriously, don't be joking."

Ming Zheng smiled and asked him innocently: "Do I seem to be joking?"

Zheng Guanyu stopped answering.

Mingzheng thought for a while, then smiled and began to lie to him: "It's risky for me to leave Yanmao, if you want me to give up him and be with you...you have to let me see your heart."

The meanings in each other's words are pushing and pulling, as if they have said everything, and it seems that they have not said anything.

There were no lights in the car.In the sight of the other party's face is dark, only the eyes are bright.

Zheng Guanyu looked at him for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand and made a few movements - he did it very slowly and seriously, and kept looking seriously into Mingzheng's eyes.

Light and shadow flipped between his fingers, and he was answering himself.

A few years ago, Zheng Guanyu acted as a dumb man, so he probably learned sign language at that time.

Zheng Guanyu put down his hands and said softly, "This is what I want."

"I can't understand sign language." Ming Zheng said.

It's good if you don't understand.

"Really, I thought you knew all languages."

Ming Zheng frowned: "What do you mean?"

"You don't need to know, I'll just talk to Yan Mao when the time comes." Zheng Guanyu said flatly, "You don't have to worry about anything."

After being silent for a while, Ming Zheng suddenly felt a little restless.

"Do you mind?" he asked, "Yanmao and I."

"Of course I mind, but I can't stop you from having a past with others. I respect you."

"Oh." Ming Zheng twitched the corner of his mouth.

"What I care more about is that I like someone who belongs to me, which seems immoral. So before Yanmao comes, I will not cross the line. After Yanmao comes, I will help you buy a free body, and then you can choose anyone , it could be me, or someone else."

Very sincere, Mingzheng thought.

Seems to be true?

Something is wrong.

"Think it over again, think it over carefully." Ming Zheng kindly advised him, "Don't be impulsive."

Zheng Guanyu turned his head to look at him, and his tone was very cold: "I seem to be an impulsive person? Listen carefully, I will never regret a word I said, just wait."

"..." Mingzheng sighed, "Okay, I'll wait."

Anyway, it will be embarrassing for you then, he thought.

Paganini in the car is over, skip to the next song.Cantonese song, "Back to My Original Shape"...Don't turn on the lights, can you kiss me in the dark first, if I show my real body, I will be hugged tightly.Mingzheng listened intently for a few sentences, wondering why Zheng Guanyu listened to so many songs, violin, Teresa Teng, Eason Chan...chaos.

We will be at the hotel soon.Zheng Guanyu looked up and found that all the crew's cars were in the parking lot, and they were the last to come back.

Ah Mai drove very slowly today, probably because he wanted him and Mingzheng to stay longer.

After getting out of the car, Ah Mai took a look at them both with his bag in his arms, and whispered to Zheng Guanyu, "Brother, I'll go up first." Then he trotted away.

They were left last.

After walking two steps in silence, Zheng Guanyu suddenly complained, "It's too hot, why isn't it raining yet?"

In fact, not only Zheng Guanyu is waiting, but the crew is also waiting for the rain. There are several scenes where they need to cooperate with God and need the real scene of the rainy day.What's annoying is that the weather in this place is too weird. It's hot and stuffy every day, but the rain just waits and waits.

Mingzheng answered him: "Perhaps it has rained before you know it."

"for example?"

"For example, if you play a game at night when you are sleeping, the water vapor will evaporate after dawn, and you will not notice it. This will happen." Mingzheng smiled, "Wait a little longer, the rainy season in Wanding coming soon."

"Are you sure?"

"I can smell rain recently." Ming Zheng said, "Don't you believe it? You can bet me that it will rain within three days."

"What are you gambling?"

"Bet..." Mingzheng thought for a while, "An ice cream?"

"That won't work, let's play big." Zheng Guanyu's smile grew stronger, "Just bet on whether there will be rain in three days. Whoever loses, let the other party send a job."

"Okay." Mingzheng nodded, "I can tell you without shame that I have almost never lost anything related to gambling."

"Speaking harshly will make you look small."

Probably because they were all a little tired, they spoke every sentence very slowly, even though the conversation was boring and childish, in the quiet late night, the atmosphere was gentle and comfortable.

The parking lot is open-air, and a large camphor tree is planted around it.There are always some small black fruits falling from the tree.

Zheng Guanyu suddenly remembered that Gao Xiaoyu's school also had a lot of camphor trees, and this kind of tree had a very peculiar fragrance.

After a daze, Zheng Guanyu suddenly got excited and asked, "Ming Xiaozheng, do we want to play against each other?"

What's wrong with being so exhausted, it would be nice to go back to sleep quickly.Mingzheng asked strangely, "For what play?"

"I guess... Yan Mao may not have taught you how to fall in love. You always say that you don't understand the love between Gao Xiaoyu and Chen Zhou, and you don't understand love at first sight. Your understanding of feelings seems to be different from mine. I think you always He is very defensive and doubts the sincerity of others, so... I really hope that I can show you the sincerity once in the play, and make you believe in love and Gao Xiaoyu."

... What, what is he talking about, why did he suddenly become hypocritical?

Ming Zheng was a little nervous at that moment.He faintly felt that Zheng Guanyu's expression was not right, and he was very afraid that this person would say something so vulgar as "I love you" in the next second.

But Zheng Guanyu did not.

He smiled and stretched out his hand to himself, and asked, "Chen Zhou, can we hold hands?"

This is a line that Gao Xiaoyu would say in the play, and Mingzheng immediately understood it.

He was blinded for a moment.Because Zheng Guanyu almost immediately entered the performance state, his demeanor, tone and expression... have all changed into Gao Xiaoyu.

"It will be fine in a while." Zheng Guanyu was still speaking his lines, "There is no one around now, I will let you go when there is someone, I just... want to hold hands with the person I like outside."

Mingzheng knew that what Zheng Guanyu wanted to hold was not Chen Zhou, but himself.

To pull or not?Mingzheng quickly went through this question in his mind.But before he could think it over, Zheng Guanyu had already approached and grabbed his hand.

"Just for a moment...don't reject me today." Zheng Guanyu was still acting, with a very cautious expression, even flattering, "Just today."

Mingzheng looked into his eyes, finally chose to accept the scene, and said, "Okay."

In fact, that section of the road is very short, only a few minutes.But when he dragged Mingzheng through the camphor-smelling alley, Zheng Guanyu felt that his inner drama could write a book, and maybe even make a movie.

The clasped hands were a little sweaty, and I didn't know whose sweat it was.The longer we hold hands like this, the more confused Zheng Guanyu becomes. He has a sense of immorality, as if he is having an affair with Ming Zheng.

Just a moment.Zheng Guanyu thought sadly, and apologized to Yan Mao in his heart, saying sorry, I was just playing with him.

In the movie, Gao Xiaoyu would close his eyes when holding hands with Chen Zhou, and use flashback techniques to let the movie enter a part of his fantasy.

Yesterday Li Zhiyuan told them about this part of the play, but he didn't tell them how to perform it. What he talked about was the soundtrack that would be used in this part. Li Zhiyuan's way of telling plays is always weird.

"Gao Xiaoyu is fantasizing about elopement, and in his fantasy, he is already running away with the person he likes." Li Zhiyuan said at the time, "I will cut in with the sound of the train moving—Gada Gada, mechanized and dull Sound, going to the distance. In the middle we will add the sound of elephant foot drums, ethnic musical instruments, primitive and powerful sounds, boom, boom, boom, slow and powerful, like the sound of heartbeat. The rhythm is staggered, and the gap between pauses is blank. It is also a natural continuation of feelings. In my imagination, this piece of music will be very flavorful, hypnotic and addictive.”

——Hypnotic and addictive feeling.

Zheng Guanyu felt as if he really heard the train moving and the sound of elephant drums. He opened his eyes wide and imagined——Gao Xiaoyu's face was out of focus, the scene was blurred, and the train passed his eyes and slowly drove towards Imagine the beautiful world full of flowers and flowers.

In that scene, they would walk through many street lights.Gao Xiaoyu walked that road every day. After turning a corner, they would encounter a street lamp that seemed to be flickering because of unstable voltage, and the camera would stay on the lamp for a long time.

Light-dark-light-dark.

Then the focus of the camera will be drawn back to their tightly clasped hands.

This performance is not only on the face, every inch of their body is performing and breathing at the moment.

Even if you don't shoot the expression, just shoot the hands that are holding each other, the atmosphere is still there, they are all trapped in this scene.

The characters start talking—

Gao Xiaoyu: "We will have a cultural performance in a while. Recently, I have been rehearsing with the students every day, listening to them sing together again and again... my mind is buzzing."

Chen Zhou: "What song did you practice?"

Gao Xiaoyu: "Today's class practiced "Tomorrow will be better"."

Chen Zhou: "Well, it's a very good song."

Gao Xiaoyu: "Do you believe it?"

Chen Zhou looked up at him: "What do you believe?"

Gao Xiaoyu didn't answer.

Chen Zhou looked at him for two seconds, and suddenly understood what he was asking.

The camera showed them holding hands again, and gave a close-up.

"I believe." Chen Zhou answered him, "Everything will get better, you have to believe it."

"What if I don't believe it?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it." Chen Zhou said, "This world is already pretty bad."

"It's pretty bad." Gao Xiaoyu said, "The school is also very bad. You know, the students don't like music class. They play with their mobile phones, read novels, and tell small stories during class. They don't care about music class. The other teachers don’t care, anyway, the music class will always be taken away, and they will be used for math, Chinese, English, and chemistry. One day, I saw some boys bullying others in the toilet and asked him for money. I will leave I went up to control them, but they were not afraid, and pushed me, and ran out with a hahaha smile. The principal found me the next day and said that one of the children who bullied people yesterday was a relative of his family, and asked me to take care of them. I think this school is really There is no need for a music teacher, really, the school seems to only need me during theatrical performances."

Chen Zhou frowned: "Next time another teacher asks you for a lesson, you can try to refuse and teach... teach the students what you want to teach."

Gao Xiaoyu shook her head: "It's not necessary, anyway, many students don't like music class that much."

"No, I liked it very much before." Chen Zhou continued, "Because you can sleep and rest...so this class is still very meaningful."

Gao Xiaoyu suddenly smiled.

"Chen Zhou." He said, "I used to feel that it was boring. Classes were boring, get out of class was boring, going home was boring, and life was boring. You came, and I seem to know...it turns out that people can be so happy in life."

"Are you so happy?" Chen Zhou asked, "Just holding hands."

Gao Xiaoyu held him tightly, trembling with force.

"I seem to have never been so happy." Gao Xiaoyu said, "It's like... I don't care whether tomorrow will be better or not, it doesn't matter. There may only be certain moments in life that are important, just like I know you may I will leave at any time, I know that you may like me today, but you will not like me tomorrow... I don't care. As long as you hold me now, that's enough, I only want this moment."

When he said that line, Zheng Guanyu didn't know that he was crying. He was so emotional that his body naturally reacted with sadness.Those words seemed to express their true feelings, but they seemed to be just Gao Xiaoyu's thoughts... The actor and the role completely overlapped, and they felt the same at this moment.

Mingzheng stared at the teardrop sliding down.

He wondered in his heart with some doubts, did Gao Xiaoyu cry at this time in the script?

It seems not.

If Zheng Guanyu wanted to act like this...should he reach out to wipe that tear?

How to take this scene?

"Ding—" The sound of the elevator arriving awakened Zheng Guanyu and Ming Zheng.

They looked at each other blankly, and let go of each other's hands almost at the same time.

In the imagination, the camphor smell in the school, the flickering street lamps, all the conversations, the train passing through Gao Xiaoyu's eyes... all disappeared in an instant.

Zheng Guanyu wiped his cheeks and wiped away the tears.

They came back to reality from the imaginary scene, separated their hands, and called cut for the scene tacitly.

Zheng Guanyu looked at Mingzheng: "We... are here."

Mingzheng nodded: "Well, it's here."

They just stood at the elevator entrance and looked at each other for a while.

Mingzheng waited for a while, feeling that Zheng Guanyu was delaying time with him and didn't want to leave, so he could only remind him with a smile: "Aren't you going to sleep tonight, just stand here and watch me all night?"

Zheng Guanyu smiled: "Is it possible?"

Mingzheng: "No, it's time to go back to sleep."

"Understood, I was joking." Zheng Guanyu took a step back and said goodbye to him with a smile, "See you tomorrow."

Ming Zheng nodded, and before turning around, he thought of something again, and met Zheng Guanyu's affectionate eyes again.

Elephant Foot Drum, also known as Guangya or Guangtun, is a percussion instrument of the Dai people.