Actor, he climbed out of the crematorium

Winter is the peak flu season. Jiang Anyu is holding a medical bill in one hand and a large pile of anti-inflammatory drugs just prescribed in the other. In the hospital, the voice was too small to be heard.

Jiang Anyu tiptoed to look at the people in front of the line. There was still a long line, and some were waiting.

Suddenly, caught off guard, he was patted on the shoulder.

Jiang Anyu turned his head and recognized it for a long time before he realized that this tightly wrapped person was Zhao Yijiu, who also looked at him curiously.

"Why are you here?" Zhao Yizhuo gathered his down jacket and looked at the department above his head, the emergency department. He looked Jiang Anyu up and down, but he couldn't see where he was injured. He pulled Jiang Anyu's wrist and moved forward. Going around in a circle, "You asked for leave with Professor Qin too? Why do you need emergency treatment? What are you doing in the emergency department?"

Jiang Anyu frowned slightly in pain, and retracted his hands in pain.Zhao Yijiu was kind, but if he knew that his hand was injured, he would keep asking him why he went to that kind of place and why he got hurt.

It's not that Jiang Anyu doesn't want to tell him, it's about Pei Yingsheng, and he doesn't know how to tell stories, and he can't understand a sentence, so it's better not to let him know.

Seeing his inexplicable blushing, Zhao Yijiu suddenly remembered that he was gay, and blushed instantly, lowered his head, and whispered into his ear, "Ah, it's not your boyfriend who messed you up, right?"

"Then why didn't he come with you!" Zhao Yijiu was very angry. He thought that Jiang Anyu's words were not easy to speak, and he hadn't been to the hospital very often.

Zhao Yijuu's movements were a bit loud, and in the eyes of others, he seemed to be arguing with Jiang Anyu, and instantly attracted the attention of the people nearby, who all turned their curious eyes on Jiang Anyu.At the end of the line, someone was also attracted by him, and couldn't help raising the brim of his peaked cap slightly.

The young man in sight is thin, with loose hair hanging behind his head, half of his face is hidden in a waxy white scarf, his facial features are so exquisite that people can notice him at a glance, but his cheeks are hot and red It makes people feel that he is not so cool.

Seeing Jiang Anyu trying to explain to others, the man pursed his lips, secretly took a photo of him, and saved it in his phone.

"Don't talk nonsense." Jiang Anyu blushed and pointed to his head, "Fever, head fever, wrong number."

Zhao Yijuu rummaged through his medicine bag, most of which were used for anti-inflammatory, he frowned, "Dear mother! Then what kind of medicine are you buying indiscriminately? Don't be fooled. gone."

Jiang Anyu shook his head and explained to him that he bought it as a spare.

In fact, he is familiar with the procedures and procedures of the hospital.

Pei Yingsheng has been shooting scenes all year round, and his body is always bruised and purple. In order to avoid fans chasing cars, he often comes back at night, and the medicines that are always kept at home will always expire when he comes back.

Therefore, Jiang Anyu would always go to the hospital to buy various medicines a few days before his return, just in case they were needed, but they always seemed to be unusable. He couldn't see him a few times, and the medicines would also expire. up.

"Look at you burning like this." Seeing his blushing, Zhao Yijiu touched his forehead, "I also have a fever, you come with me. But we are all on leave today, will Professor Qin die of anger? Ha ha ha ha..."

"No wonder the professor asked me which hospital you usually go to this morning. I saw him come out of the school infirmary."

Jiang Anyu's heart tightened with fright, for fear that the news he had given him would be revealed.

"There are so many hospitals in the capital, and your legs are growing on your body, so how would I know?" Zhao Yijiu giggled non-stop, "That big straight man of his won't always go to all the hospitals, just one Just a little fever."

Jiang Anyu breathed a sigh of relief, before he could refuse, he was dragged by Zhao Yijiu to the outpatient clinic inside, and by the time he finished fooling Zhao Yijiu and came back for an injection, it was already night.

The anti-inflammatory and fever medicines were too much for drowsiness, and I didn't sleep well last night, so my whole body was sore.Jiang Anyu was so sleepy that he couldn't leave his feet on the ground, so he reluctantly went back to the school dormitory and fell asleep.

...

Pei Yingsheng sat in the shed with a tense face, and the assistants and managers sitting around were more silent than one another.

Xiao Ling looked at the mobile phone in Pei Yingsheng's hand that was always on the phone, and wiped the sweat off his brow. This master has been calling here for almost an hour. He doesn't need to look up, he knows how serious Pei Yingsheng's face is. Smelly.

Pei Yingsheng really lost his temper.

In the last scene of "Songyue" filming today, no one dared to say a word, but if the opponent's actor was an NG, and the director hadn't even opened his mouth to scold, Pei Yingsheng's eyes would be enough to swallow people alive.

It made Lan Zheng also look dumbfounded, and he was too embarrassed to speak harshly to those actors who played wrong scenes.He thought to himself that it's good that Cui Shu's role is over, otherwise, with his courage, it is estimated that he would have to NG more than a dozen times.

"How about I make one and try?"

Xiao Ling also couldn't figure it out, it's not like he didn't let Xiaoyu's pigeons go before, why this time he got so angry that everyone lost contact.

"None of your fucking business."

Pei Yingsheng said that he would not contact him, and that was because he was angry at the moment. Xiao Ling should be more careful. When he picked up his mobile phone and planned to continue calling Xiaoyu, he wiped a delicate water glass from the side. Feeling a gust of wind passing by his ears, he knocked off the cell phone in his hand steadily.

It was so close, it wasn't just Xiao Ling's cell phone that was lying on the ground.

With lingering fear, he looked back at the shattered water glass on the ground, and the cute sister's head sticker was barely stained with a few pieces of broken glass, dripping in the pool of water.

It was Jiang Anyu's Christmas gift to Pei Yingsheng last year, a luxurious co-branded item, not cheap, it was Jiang Anyu's tutoring day and night, saving money to buy it.

The pile of wreckage was lying quietly a few meters away from Pei Yingsheng. He lowered his eyes and gently brushed off the water on the deerskin gloves. "Are you deaf? Try hitting another one?"

...

A week after "Songyue" was successfully completed, Jiang Anyu took Qin Mo's sick leave for a week because of the injury on his hand.From the moment Li Fengyuan stepped into the campus, Jiang Anyu took a deep breath of fresh air.

He had been drinking plain porridge for a whole week, during which Zhao Yijiu mailed him anti-immune medicine many times, and kept saying that Jiang Anyu's body was too weak.

They also had a fever. Seeing him, he was alive and kicking again within two days.

Just when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, students kept coming out of the classroom, the noise of chattering passed by my ears, and a few girls holding textbooks walked past Jiang Anyu with blushing faces.

"What are you doing standing at the door of the classroom?"

Qin Mo's voice came from behind, and Jiang Anyu pointed to the piano in the classroom, "Practice."

Qin Mo let out a 'hmm', and glanced roughly at Jiang Anyu's cheeks. It was indeed not as sickly and pale as he imagined. It seemed that the fever was almost gone.

"You have a good talent, I will take you through the class."

"No."

Jiang Anyu shook his head. There were a lot of things going on in the music department these days. He heard from Zhao Yijiu that Qin Mo was so busy these days that he often even had to adjust the time when Zhao Yijiu was in class.

And in today's class schedule, Qin Mo's class was not scheduled.

He pointed to Qin Mo's dark eyes, "Brother, you go back and rest for a while. I'll do it myself."

Qin Mo didn't speak anymore, nodded and turned to leave. Jiang Anyu watched his back disappear at the end of the classroom, and then sat back in front of his piano, stretched his wrists, took out his glasses from his pocket and put them on.

Jiang Anyu's degree is not high, around a hundred degrees, but it is blurry when reading words.

Before returning from the hospital, he slept for several days in a row, and he didn't deal with the phone being turned off for too long.

At this moment, he first subconsciously turned on his phone and looked at all the dating apps, but there was no message from Xiao Ling, and then his pale fingertips landed on Pei Yingsheng's head portrait, curled up slightly, thought for a while, and finally did not bother him.

In the oval frameless lens, the music score and the notes left by Zhao Yijiu are reflected.

There were bursts of low or moderate piano sounds in the lecture hall, interrupted occasionally, replaced by the sound of pages turning, and so on, it could be heard that he was really serious about practicing.

It was rare that the sun came out today, the warm sunlight melted the snow, and fell on Jiang Anyu's brisk fingertips through the bare snow-covered tree gaps.It is rare for him to not tie his hair up today, and the flaxen hair is slightly curled and hangs on the side of the glasses.

When he's not talking, he always looks extraordinarily distant.

The back door of the lecture theater was opened quietly, and the familiar figure reappeared.Qin Mo sat in the back row, closing his eyes and listening to the rhythm of the piano.Jiang Anyu's attainments in this area are indeed very high. In many cases, he can realize most of it by himself without even his complicated guidance.

After listening to Jiang Anyu finish playing a piece, there was almost nothing to criticize, so Qin Mocai got up again, put his lunch on the table, and left quietly.

...

"Xiao Yu!"

On the way to the restaurant, people were bustling with each other. Jiang Anyu suddenly heard someone calling him, "Yeah", turned around, and was taken aback by Zhao Yijiu's sudden appearance.

Zhao Yijuu rushed over from behind and almost threw Jiang Anyu to the ground, "How are you preparing for this year's graduation concert? I think you are either in the lecture theater or the piano room these few days."

Every year, the instructors of the Music Department assign tasks to the students according to their aptitude. For example, Jiang Anyu is preparing for graduation concerts, while Zhao Yijiu is a slightly easier general exam, but as a student of Qin Mo , Even the general exam is much more difficult than ordinary people.

Jiang Anyu nodded, "Almost."

Zhao Yijiu sighed, "Professor Qin is going to annoy me to death. One tune can say about me a thousand times and make me clean the lecture theater every day. You don't even know that someone dares to eat in the lecture theater." , When I went to clean it these few times, someone always put lunch boxes at the back door. It used to be very clean! You don’t need to clean it up,” he snorted coldly, “If I get caught, I will definitely sue Professor Qin! "

"Hey, aren't you practicing piano in the auditorium? Have you never met him?"

Jiang Anyu blinked, a little confused, "No, I might have missed it."

"Oh, how many times have I said it, you have to say that 'yes' together with the previous words!" Zhao Yizhen's obsessive-compulsive disorder caused by Jiang Anyu disappeared, "I missed it! I missed it!"

Looking at Jiang Anyu's ignorant eyes, he opened his mouth to 'miss' for a long time, and he would not add '了' to say it again completely.Zhao Yijiu stomped his feet amusedly, "All right, all right, what you said is right, let's go eat!"

After Jiang Anyu finished cooking, she sat opposite Zhao Yichen, silently picked out all the seafood in the bowl, and spread it on the toilet paper at hand.

He and Zhao Yizhu came late today, and there were only seafood noodles left on the second floor of the restaurant. It happened that he was allergic to seafood.

"Like a cat, you frown after eating. Pick three or four. Sea cucumbers are nutritious. Why do you pick them out?" Zhao Yizheng commented on him, and moved the bowl towards him, "If you don't eat it, give it to me. ah!"

Jiang Anyu let out an 'oh', raised his head and half of his eyes lit up, "I'm allergic, you can't waste it if you eat it."

Zhao Yijiu: "..." He shouldn't have taught Jiang Anyu how to speak.

"...Next, I will play today's Yuji headlines for you." On the LED screen of the restaurant, the still photos of Pei Yingsheng's "Critical Lover" scrolled, "Three gold actress Pei Yingsheng's 'Yun Dian' indecent photos flowed out, one of them The photo is blurry, and his identity is temporarily unclear. Pei Yingsheng's actions are completely different from his previous refined image..."

"It's really Pei Yingsheng, the one next to him is his manager..." The girl who was eating next to him discussed in a low voice.

When Jiang Anyu heard the name of 'Pei Yingsheng', he raised his head suddenly, and caught the last scene that passed by, which was the scene of Cui Shu leaning on Pei Yingsheng's shoulder, and Pei Yingsheng didn't push him away. Very intimate.

And Xiao Ling was standing not far away, chatting and laughing with the group of directors and producers, as if he didn't care who was around Pei Yingsheng.

Why.

Jiang Anyu's eyes were hot from the burning of this scene, and the pain spread gradually along the wound on his wrist.Even Zhao Yijiu called him several times, but he was in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, and always felt like he didn't hear a word.

One, two, three... He counted four seconds carefully in his mind, and every second was more difficult than every second.

Pei Yingsheng still didn't respond until the camera was switched at the last second.

The author has something to say: Xiao Ling: Do it, do it to death [smile]

感谢在2021-12-1700:55:10~2021-12-2112:50:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Hate Jiang Buhai;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!