substitute actor

Of course Jin Siyan couldn't remember.

Because Yan Ge in high school was not like what he is now.

Compromise, flatter, restrained and restrained.

At that time, he still had a harmonious and happy family, a neat and capable mother, and a humorous father. The family conditions were also very good, with sailing lessons once a week and piano lessons twice a week.

He has the capital to indulge, and the capital to enjoy the obscure and passionate youth.

Unlike now,

Flattened by frustration, he had to bow his knees and be rubbed against the ground by reality.

It was too late to send him home, and it might not be convenient to take a taxi, so Jin Siyan generously asked Yan Ge to drive his car back.

Sitting in the car, Yan Ge didn't move. He glanced at the locked villa door with his head. It was luxurious and extravagant, but looked a little depressing.

Jin Siyan didn't ring the bell, but looked up for a while, took out the key and went in through the small door beside him, paced lazily, smoking a cigarette under a tall magnolia tree.

Yan Ge remembered the few times when Jin Siyan sent him home, it was the same way, sitting in the car for a long time, as if he didn't want to go back at all.

Now that we have arrived at the door of our house, we still have to hang out in the green belt outside the door for a while, like a child who is reluctant to part with his playmates.

After staring at the silhouette for a while, Yan Ge drove away.

Back home, Yan Ge conveniently hung his coat on the hanger, rolled up his sleeves, remembered what Jin Siyan said today, hesitated for a moment, and went into the study in the dark.

The wooden table is very old, and the surface is slightly peeled. Yan Ge has nailed it twice, but it still doesn't help, so he doesn't care about it anymore.

The desktop is very clean and needs to be cleaned basically once a week. Yan Ge often reads scripts or books here.There are three drawers on the side of the table.

The outstretched hand paused, then opened the innermost drawer.

With a creak, an old but neat photo album was revealed.

Opening the red leather cover, there is a line of date written on the title page.

2008-June 2009.

It's a photo album from his senior year in high school.

It is written in a pen, blue, and has become blurred with the passage of time, as if soaked in water.

Fingertips caressed the line of words, feeling the slightly sunken touch, Yan Ge slowly closed his eyes.

After a long time, I took the red leather album out of the drawer.

·

Walking in the Coty Building, Yan Ge rubbed his eyes. For some reason, he hasn't slept well in the past few days, and his eyes are a little dry.

After a while, he felt something was wrong.

Along the way, passing through all the offices and lounges, there were people who cast inquiring gazes outside. He had never received such attention before.

The manager was at the door of the office, and he didn't know what to say to the person beside him. When Yan Ge saw him, he raised his hand slightly as a greeting. He didn't say anything, and slowed down to wait for him.

Anyway, he is not the only artist under his manager's hands, even the vase Xiaoxianrou who just debuted recently is much more promising than him.

Yan Ge wanted to tell his agent about the romance movie that Jin Siyan had mentioned to him.

The manager was busy chatting, and he glanced over inadvertently from the corner of his eye. When he saw him, his eyes widened for a moment, and he couldn't close his mouth.

Yan Ge was taken aback.

Hurriedly dismissing the people around him, the manager held a pile of contracts, posted them with a smile on his face, tiptoed and hooked him around his neck, "You've found a great deal."

Looking down at the material on his chest photographed by the manager, Yan Ge was puzzled, "What is it?"

"Contract, brother! Contract!" The agent's voice raised several degrees, "You have received a new play again! Big production!!!"

That tone sounded like a eunuch announcing that his concubine was pregnant again.

Yan Ge paused for a moment, took a look at the script, and reckoned that this was the director Jin Siyan contacted.

"And guess what?" The agent was still thinking, trying to suppress the excitement in his voice, "When the producer contacted us, special! He mentioned that Jin Shao said hello and asked them to take more care of you. How did mom do it!!!!"

Yan Ge felt that his ears were about to be knocked off.

Reluctantly stepped back a little, Yan Ge didn't make unnecessary explanations.

"Tell me how you did it?" The manager was also a little unbelievable, his eyes were ambiguous, and he looked him up and down, "How did he fall in love with you? Did you do anything special? Could it be that he has something?" Strange hobby, playing on you?"

The more he said, the more outrageous he was, Yan Ge frowned slightly. Yan Ge felt a little uncomfortable when his manager speculated about Jin Siyan's personal affairs in such a vulgar way, "Don't make random guesses, just keep your mind clean."

The manager was in high spirits, he didn't pay attention to Yan Ge's disobedience, he was happy, Yan Ge really felt ashamed, so he had to take the opportunity to slip away.

He was really speechless.

If things go on like this, everyone will think that he and Jin Siyan have had three hundred rounds of fighting on the bed.

Only he himself knew that the relationship between the two of them was so innocent that they had never even held hands.

·

After "A Midsummer Night's Horror", Yan Ge followed Gu Yujia to gain some popularity and accepted a few interviews, but most of the time no one noticed him.

The social software is still in a lukewarm state, with few interactions, and there are basically few people. Occasionally, there are a few reminders of new fans, probably because of Gu Yujia's fans Aiwujiwu.

Except for the first few days of the performance, the rest was as usual, transparent as if it had disappeared.

Fortunately, Yan Ge is used to it.

When I got home, I made something to fill my stomach, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and was about to find some drama to watch, when I took out my phone, a Weibo notification popped up on the top of the screen.

[Yuan Ye: The sea water here is so clear! ! !Even more beautiful than Yawan! ! ! ! btw Jin Shao's Yinhe is as reliable as ever, even if there is a little storm at night, it is safe and sound, boast??? (ˊωˋ*)??]

It is accompanied by a picture, the Yan grid network is not good, it did not load, it is probably a landscape photo taken.

His fingers trembled slightly, Yan Ge lowered his eyes, and clicked on the unfamiliar Weibo to take a look.

Unlike him, Wilderness's popularity is not bad. Every time he posts on Weibo, there is a considerable amount of interaction, fans are also very diligent, and he is very proficient in reposting likes and comments.

The last time Jin Siyan sent him back, he never contacted him again. If Yuanye hadn't posted on Weibo, he wouldn't have known that Jin Siyan had gone out to sea with the Yinhe again.

Jin Siyan really likes Yinhe, and Yan Ge knew it from the beginning.

He is also very proud of it.

The first time Jin Siyan jumped on his boat, he fell in love with the Yinhe.

That night, the night was windy.

As long as Jin Siyan stared at the Yinhe, Yan Ge stared at him.

It's only been a few years,

That's the end of things.

The Galaxy was no longer his.

He also had no chance to look at him without any scruples like before.

Blinking his eyes, Yan Ge flipped through the comment area, the first one was an unfamiliar Weibo ID, without any authentication, but it was ranked first in the most popular comments.

【Emoji is cute, don't use it next time, it's stupid. 】

If it was extremely offensive, Yan Ge gasped when he saw it, thinking that this person was too bold, but when he scrolled down, the fans below were laughing.

[Jin Shao first blood! 】

[His mouth is still so poisonous, I love him for being good or bad. 】

[I'm dying of laughter, Yuan Ye, do you hear me, stop pretending to be cute! 】

[Polite Yuanye: Are you? 】

……

In a daze, Yan Ge realized that this account seemed to belong to Jin Siyan.

It's true, Jin Siyan is relatively easy to get along with in reality, but he has changed his person online, put on an ID that no one knows, and strikes every minute.

After hesitating for a moment, Yan Ge still clicked in.

It's very empty inside, basically no Weibo, but there are quite a few fans, who seem to be active in the comment area.

The most recent Weibo has been around for a while. It was a long time ago that I posted a picture of the coast, the Yinhe was parked on the shore, and the accompanying text [Temporarily kept. 】

Looking at the ship on the picture, and looking at the simple words, Yan Ge's heart trembled slightly.

Temporary storage.

Yan Ge remembered what Jin Siyan said before.

He seemed to always remember what happened on the Yinhe, and he even didn't understand the owner's sale of the ship. Yuan Ye asked why he sold it, and Jin Siyan said, "Maybe there is a better ship."

He may, and has always wanted to see again, the person he met on the Yinhe on that summer night.

Jin Siyan actually always remembered that incident.

Just don't remember him.

Thinking about it, Yan Ge pursed his lips slightly, thought for a while, then twisted his fingers, and pressed [Follow].

In the next second, the orange button jumped and turned into a gray [mutual attention].

Yan Ge was taken aback.

phase, mutual concern?

With a shake of his hand, the phone almost fell to the ground, and he hurried back, frowning to look through his fan list.

He never clicked on the little red dot before, and Yan Ge didn't care who followed him, so he looked through the latest follow messages, and sure enough, he saw that Jin Siyan had just followed his Weibo account a few days ago.

He didn't pay attention at all.

Taking a deep breath, a WeChat message popped up on the top of the screen.

[Jin Siyan: Laugh to death, someone is finally willing to pay attention to me. 】

Still the same frivolous and beating tone as always.

Yan Ge sighed helplessly, his typing hands trembled from the sudden excitement.

For a long time, I could only send a few words dryly.

【Sorry, I didn't notice it before. 】

After thinking about it, he felt that his tone seemed a little arrogant and cold. Yan Ge hesitated for a moment, and then sent another emoji.

【(T▽T)】

·

On the day he joined the group, as usual, no one came to pack his things. Yan Ge spent a long time packing at home by himself before planning to go out with his suitcase.

The crew first filmed the location, the location is a bit remote, probably there is no place for him to park, so he can only go by public transportation.

It is somewhat inconvenient to squeeze the subway with a suitcase, but Yan Ge has nothing to choose, as long as there is food to eat.

After making sure everything was packed, he looked around his old house, tightened his thin coat, and went out with the suitcase.

After locking the door, Yan Ge was expressionless, and he didn't have any excitement or anticipation about going to filming.

If it was ten years ago, he might still treat his work with enthusiasm, but now, there is nothing but a step-by-step routine, and acting is just a means of livelihood.

Before turning around, a horn suddenly sounded behind him.

Yan Ge was startled, and almost threw the phone out. When he turned around, he saw a familiar car parked on the side of the road, and there was a person sitting in the car.

Coincidentally, he just thought about this person last night.

Yan Ge walked over uncertainly, stopped a few steps away from the car, and turned his head to look at him.

After staring at each other in silence for a while, Jin Siyan slightly rolled his eyes, and said in a slightly annoyed tone, "Wait for me to open the door for you?"