Gao Leng's opponent is actually my clay plastic powder

Song Yuzhou didn't read the comments after posting two Weibo posts. He also knew that there would be no peace, so he didn't read them at all.The newly posted picture today was actually more than half completed on the night of Meng Shuyao's first makeup photo shoot. It was only chosen to be posted after the opening ceremony in order to reduce unnecessary troubles.

The phone rang, and Song Yuzhou simply turned off the Weibo reminder, and turned off the stranger's private message by the way.

He was about to quit Weibo, when he glanced over, he suddenly saw a very familiar profile picture.

Song Yuzhou clicked into the stranger's private message again, ignoring the messy private messages asking him "why did he suddenly become a CP fan" and "how did he start clay sculpture", and went straight to the familiar ID.

Southern Ocean Box Spirit: Will you stop drawing Meng Shuyao in the future? [Crying cat head.jpg]

Song Yuzhou clicked on his homepage and took a look, and he was basically sure that this was indeed Meng Shuyao himself.Even the ID and avatar are exactly the same as those on WeChat, plus some small daily records he recorded, Song Yuzhou guessed it easily.

He looked back at the line of small black letters.

The more you look at it, the more cute it becomes.

So he typed and replied: No, I will always draw Yaoyao.

Nanbingyang Box Spirit: [tears] Then why didn't you draw him today?Meng Shuyao is not a girl!

It was because of this.

Song Yuzhou thought for a while, and replied: I think Yaoyao looks beautiful in a skirt.

After a while, the other side came back with a message: That's all right.

Southern Bingyang Box Spirit: I’m going to bed now, you should go to bed early too, girls staying up late is not good for your health [Soybean Comparing Heart]

Song Yuzhou was startled.

It turned out that Meng Shuyao thought he was a girl.

No wonder he thought so. Although the information on 0411's homepage was filled with "male", many fans who followed him subconsciously thought he was a girl.

Song Yuzhou typed two lines, then stopped, and the input box stayed on the words "Actually, I'm not a girl", without moving for a long time.

After a while, he deleted the sentence.

@0411: Huh!I will go to bed early, and you too~o((>ω<))o

It was midsummer, and even though the studio had set up a pergola and air-conditioning, with layered costumes piled up on his body, coupled with physical exertion, Meng Shuyao still suffered from heat stroke.

I was filming the scene where Yu Chu and Xu Congyun were playing by the stream, but before Meng Shuyao finished his lines, his body shook twice and almost fell into the stream. Fortunately, Song Yuzhou was close to him, and his reaction Quickly grab him back.

In the middle of filming the scene in the morning, Meng Shuyao was ordered by Director Li to go back to rest first.

He was sick and weak in speaking, so he forced Xiao Wang to help him into the lounge, sat down on a recliner, and soon fell asleep.

After finally finishing Xu Congyun's part, Song Yuzhou heaved a sigh of relief, and prepared to find an excuse to go to the lounge to see how Meng Shuyao was doing.Even Director Li could see his distraction, he waved his hands and said nothing, only let him rest.

The rest room was very quiet, probably knowing that Meng Shuyao was resting in it due to heatstroke, few people were walking around, the heroine was still being filmed, most of the crew stayed there to prevent emergencies, Song Yuzhou had no excuses After thinking about it, he easily opened the door to the lounge.

The door didn't lock and opened with a push.

As soon as Song Yuzhou entered the door, he saw Meng Shuyao lying on the small recliner, breathing up and down, his face was bright red, and he looked like he was fast asleep.He still had the script in his hand, his fleshy lips were pursed a little, his black hair was hanging beside his ear, and the center of his brow was slightly frowned, as if he was not feeling well.

Song Yuzhou suddenly remembered that afternoon a long time ago.

On the roof of the middle school campus, the person who should have left early lay unconsciously on the small sofa that was moved up and fell asleep. His thick eyelashes cast a small shadow, and the textbook in his hand was about to fall. The still pretty immature face was soft and fair, covered with a light-colored halo by the not-too-glare sunlight, and the fine fluff was clearly visible.

He is clearly wearing the blue and white school uniform that is the most common in the entire campus, a very common style, but Song Yuzhou thinks he looks good everywhere.

You can pick it out in a crowd at a glance.

Probably because I was too tired from studying recently, so I didn't leave at the time when I should have finished eating and left, but lay down and slept in this unknown corner.

Song Yuzhou felt as if he had picked up a pearl shell deep in the sea that had not yet been discovered and mined, or maybe he had suddenly waited for the train that should have been missed.

He approached him very lightly, his movements were cautious, his palms were sweating uncontrollably, Song Yuzhou raised his hand, wanting to touch the small dimple on his cheek, is it the same as he imagined? Soft and sweet as in.

Like a feather dipped in honey.

Meng Shuyao moved slightly.

Song Yuzhou suddenly woke up.

The dimple that he didn't dare to touch many years ago appeared before his eyes again. He slowly stretched out his hand and made a caressing movement very slowly, but in the end it didn't land on the soft cheek.

The door lock of the lounge was unscrewed, and Xiao Wang held a glass of warm water and said in surprise, "Teacher Song also came to rest? Do you want some water? I have it here."

Song Yuzhou glanced at the warm water in his hand, which was clearly prepared for Meng Shuyao, and smiled: "No need."

Although he deliberately lowered his voice, Meng Shuyao still woke up in a daze.He was dazed when he just woke up, his head hadn't turned on yet, and when he opened his eyes and saw Song Yuzhou standing not far from him, he honestly asked the question in his mind: "Why are you here?" Ask again, "Can't I sleep now?"

His voice was sleepy, soft, and there were red marks on the side of his face that were pressed by the chair, like a plum in the snow: "Drink water."

Xiao Wang hurriedly handed him the water in his hand and said, "Brother Shuyao, slow down, don't choke."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Meng Shuyao's choking cough because he drank too much, and it was extremely clear.

Xiao Wang was a little helpless, but also patted him on the back out of habit: "Is it better?"

Meng Shuyao coughed until tears came out, and the drowsy cough disappeared. She became sober, and her speech was no longer sticky. She asked again: "Did Director Li call me?"

"This..." Xiao Wang was in a hurry to get the medicine, but he really didn't pay attention to whether he was calling for someone, so he was at a loss for words.

Song Yuzhou glanced at Meng Shuyao, who was drinking from a cup. His hair was curled up in sleep, his eyes were blank, and he looked dumbfounded, looking easy to deceive.

He couldn't hold back, curled his lips lightly, and said, "No, you can rest for a while."

"Oh, that's good." Meng Shuyao said in a muffled voice.

After sleeping in the lounge for a while, Meng Shuyao felt much better, and refused Director Li's suggestion to let him go back, saying that he would continue filming the afternoon scene.

He didn't want to slow down the progress of the whole crew because of him alone.

Director Li couldn't hold back him, and seeing that Meng Shuyao was really better, he stopped insisting and agreed that he and Song Yuzhou would complete the afternoon scene.

"... During this period, Yu Chu already had a little unclear love for his senior brother. He secretly fell in love with Xu Congyun without his knowledge." To show 'I like this guy'."

Meng Shuyao listened for a long time, then pondered for a while, then nodded seriously to show that he understood.

Director Li is very satisfied: "Okay, as long as you know it, let's start."

That's what I said, but in practice, Meng Shuyao still doesn't show her "secret love".

Repeated NG several times, Director Li became anxious, he called Meng Shuyao over again, and explained to him carefully how to behave.

Meng Shuyao suddenly realized, but NG again.

Director Li sighed: "Shuyao, in fact, you have reached the passing line with this appearance, which can almost mean that, but I am just picky, I want to see if you can do better, if you really can't , this version is also good, don't be too stressed."

Meng Shuyao nodded nervously.

Since he was a child, he has zero experience in love, let alone a crush.

In middle school, many people around were in puppy love, but Meng Shuyao was only the first in grade, as if he was born with a lack of strings, although many confessed to him and handed him love letters, but he just didn't think about it at all.

With no actual experience to refer to, Meng Shuyao could only follow what the acting teacher taught him and what Director Li told him, and try his best to show it.

Li Dao was so worried that he lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and said indistinctly: "Yuzhou, you can act for Shuyao and let him find out how he feels."

Song Yuzhou didn't know why today, and he was very out of shape. Director Li called him several times in a row before he realized it, and answered in a low voice.

Director Li said: "Now, Yuzhou, just imagine that you have been secretly in love with Shuyao for a long time, but you dare not confess. Many times you can only watch him silently, but he never knows. Remember to be reserved, but the feelings Come out!"

Song Yuzhou, the "secret lover", is not doing well, but Meng Shuyao, as the "secret crush", is a little embarrassed, and thanked Song Yuzhou: "I can't find the feeling, thank you Teacher Song for your help, please. "

"It's okay." Song Yuzhou said.

After he finished speaking, his whole body's aura changed, and he broke away from the role of the gentle senior brother, and his eyes also changed.

Meng Shuyao didn't know if he was playing Yu Chu now, but after thinking about it, he felt that it didn't look like him, but it was more like when Song Yuzhou was with him.

"...Yaoyao." Song Yuzhou suddenly said.

"Ah?" Meng Shuyao was taken aback by his sudden change of words, and stared at him blankly, not knowing how to react.

A smile appeared on the corner of Song Yuzhou's lips, his dark pupils stared at Meng Shuyao for a moment, like a bottomless pool, and his voice was very soft.

"When will you be able to look back at me?"

His emotion seems to be a volcano that is suppressed and not allowed to erupt. It is strong and hot. He reads his name word by word, as if he is very cherished, like facing some hard-won treasure, which makes Meng Shuyao easily There was an illusion that he was really the person Song Yuzhou had been secretly in love with for a long time.

Song Yuzhou called him softly, "Yaoyao."

The author has something to say:

Woooo sorry for being late, I'm a little busy these days

Secret love is always sour and pinching Xiao Song, but the bitter end is about to come!