Gao Leng's opponent is actually my clay plastic powder

Meng Shuyao didn't expect him to repeat it again, and was a little stunned.

After regaining his senses, he glanced at Song Yuzhou who seemed to be very upright, and suddenly smiled: "Really."

He put on a light blue oversized T-shirt as pajamas, which matched his skin tone well, the neckline was wide open, and his exposed skin was whiter than most people, illuminated by the warm yellow light in the bedroom, which is suitable for sleeping , looks abnormally soft.Meng Shuyao was lying on the bed, with a soft pillow bear behind him, which made his young age even more beautiful, with red lips and white teeth, and a good-looking look with worldly fireworks.

Song Yuzhou's heartstrings twitched slowly, and he heard Meng Shuyao say in a very relaxed tone: "You have to work harder."

"Maybe it will come true." Meng Shuyao said.

Song Yuzhou's Adam's apple rolled gently, his face showed no emotion, but his voice was very low: "Then I will continue to work hard."

"Yeah." Meng Shuyao commented strictly, "I'll make you a full-time member when you reach [-] points."

The way he said this reminded Song Yuzhou of the situation when he chatted with others a long time ago for no reason.

The summer in Xingjing is very hot, and most people don't want to bask in the sun because it makes them feel uncomfortable, but Meng Shuyao is very different.

He is always the first one to run out of the classroom in physical education class.

Obviously not very good in physical strength, running always lags behind, but he still loves physical education unshakably, and always tells his friends who are joking with him, "One day I will become an athlete and leave you all behind."

Meng Shuyao was already very dazzling in middle school.He is cheerful, good-looking, and has countless friends. He can go to the bathroom after class, and he can say hello from one end of the corridor to the other. Then divide them one by one.

The rubber playground exudes the unique atmosphere of summer after being exposed to the sun. The clouds in the sky are like bunches of white silk sliding across the clear sky. When he smiles, his eyes are clear, like a clean lake deep in the forest, which is the source of all the heat .

The classmate who was half a head taller than him held an umbrella for him, and said with disgust, "You are so delicate." But his movements were unambiguous, and most of the umbrella was tilted towards him.

Meng Shuyao was wearing the same short-sleeved blue and white school uniform as everyone else, but it seemed to have a soft light filter, which was so out of tune with the people around him that his eyes could only fall on him.

He opened a can of sparkling drink, made a "pop" sound, then took a sip of the cold liquid, and said first: "It's delicious, do you want to drink it?" He came to pick it up, but abruptly withdrew his hand and the drink, and said with a smile, "I'm lying to you."

The classmate was very angry and funny, and he didn't take it seriously when he laughed and scolded him. He just asked him: "How is it, how many points can my new deskmate score?"

Hearing his question, Meng Shuyao pretended to be thinking, and after a while, said inscrutably, "It's okay, I'll make you a full-time member when you reach [-] points."

"Oh, let me hold an umbrella for you and treat you to a drink, am I still a spare tire?"

"How did you talk?" Meng Shuyao refused to admit it, "You insisted on asking me, why am I not willing to listen to the truth?"

The tablemate laughed again, and then asked: "Then how can I get extra points?"

"It depends on your performance." Meng Shuyao said it as a matter of course.

Song Yuzhou was standing in the shade of the tree outside the teaching building at that time, passing them by, and then hearing the conversation gradually blurred, the figures of the two disappeared around the corner of the teaching building, and slowly moved away.

The same sparkling drink in his hand as Meng Shuyao's has been turned into a puddle of sweet sugar water in the summer heat because it has been opened for too long and no one drinks it, and it no longer quenches his thirst.

"...Why don't you talk?" Meng Shuyao at the other end of the video asked him, "Are you tired? After a long day of work, it's really time to rest."

Song Yuzhou saw him raise his hand to look at the time, and then smiled and said, "Bye then, go to bed early."

"Don't forget that there will be a two-person advertisement in a few days." Meng Shuyao waved to him, and now he really hung up, "Good night!"

Song Yuzhou looked at him in a daze, and after a while, he said slowly, "Good night."

Meng Shuyao hung up the video with Song Yuzhou and received a WeChat message.

Someone on the other side of the ocean who I haven't seen for half a year sent him a message, and he was quite confident: [My plane returns to China in three days, it will arrive at 11 pm, you come to pick me up. ]

Meng Shuyao told him to leave, and said: [I will definitely not pick you up. ]

Then decisively blocked the message, so as not to be woken up by this person swiping the screen while falling asleep.

He still has to work.

The advantage of the two-person commercial shooting compared to the magazine is that you can move, and you don’t have to maintain a posture all the time, otherwise it will be uncomfortable.

The gold master's father is a chocolate brand, and he designed a short film for this advertisement.

The background of the plot is high school. The protagonist 1 played by Meng Shuyao fainted due to anemia and was rescued by the protagonist 2 played by Song Yuzhou.Protagonist 2 unhurriedly took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, peeled it in slow motion, and then fed it into the mouth of protagonist 1. When protagonist 1 woke up, the two became good friends and often went to the school rooftop to share snacks— — means chocolate.Finally, read another advertisement, and it's over.

It's quite simple, and there is no need for acting skills, as long as you read the advertisement well.

Meng Shuyao finished her makeup and went to the bathroom first.

At this time, the staff were basically busy with the set, and there was no one there. Meng Shuyao pushed open the door and went to the sink to wash his hands.

When I looked up again, suddenly there was a figure behind him, thin and small, wearing a sweater, the brim of the hat was pulled down very low, and he was wearing a mask, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

Meng Shuyao was taken aback before noticing that the man had been looking at him.

"Hello?" After hesitating for a moment, he still took the initiative to say hello, "Do you know me?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words came out, the man seemed to be shocked, his whole body trembled, and his voice said excitedly: "I, I am your fan!" He hurriedly took out a piece of paper and pen, "I I really really really like you so much, can you sign me?"

The frenzy in his eyes was abnormal, he could almost be called excited, and the hand that touched the book trembled violently.

A strange feeling crossed Meng Shuyao's heart. Logically speaking, fans shouldn't be here... But he still politely said, "Thank you for your liking." After speaking, he signed his name on the notebook.

The man became even more excited, said "thank you" loudly, and then hurried out of the bathroom without waiting for Meng Shuyao to speak.

Meng Shuyao shook his head, didn't care anymore, and went straight to the studio.

The shooting process was also smooth, and the task was completed a lot ahead of schedule.

After taking a break after the filming, Meng Shuyao went over to Song Yuzhou wearing the school uniform he had prepared, and said to Song Yuzhou, "This school uniform is quite similar to our middle school." He remembered something, and his face became pale. Indignantly, "Speaking of school uniforms, did you know that there were thieves who stole school uniforms when we were in high school!"

Meng Shuyao said angrily: "I remember it clearly. I hung my school uniform on the clothes rail in the corridor that day, but it disappeared when I went back in the afternoon. There was only an empty clothes hanger left!"

"When I think of this incident, I get angry, and I was almost caught and deducted points by the director of the political and educational department!"

He described in detail how unreasonable and unreasonable the director of the Political and Educational Office was, and after talking for a long time, he realized belatedly, "That's right, you also studied there, so you must know it."

It took a few seconds for Song Yuzhou to say, "Yes."

Meng Shuyao then returned to the topic of stealing school uniforms, and slapped the person who stole his school uniforms for a full 10 minutes: "Although they were re-hanged on the hanger for me the next day, he washed them again to make them look more realistic. , but I knew it wasn't my school uniform at all!"

He couldn't figure it out: "What do you think he was trying to figure out?"

Song Yuzhou was listening and did not speak.

Meng Shuyao thought for a while and asked him, "Did you ever have your school uniform stolen when you were in school?" He said, "No one else in our dormitory lost their school uniforms, but I lost them alone, and they laughed and said, maybe Somebody didn’t like me and took it away on purpose.”

Song Yuzhou was asked over his head, and glanced at Meng Shuyao who was curiously waiting for his answer. After a moment of silence, he said, "I was also stolen."

Meng Shuyao suddenly seemed to have found a bosom friend, and then shared a lot of speculation about the school uniform thief, and finally concluded: "I'll just say, how could someone take it away on purpose, who is so perverted!" He turned to Song Yu Zhou, "You're right!"

Song Yuzhou hummed without changing his face, and said, "Maybe that person didn't do it on purpose, or he picked it up but didn't know how to return it."

Meng Shuyao was taken aback: "What you said seems to make sense..."

Song Yuzhou hummed again: "Probably not on purpose."

He was sitting on a chair and hadn't finished removing his makeup. The makeup teacher listened to the whole process while removing his makeup, then smiled, jokingly, and said, "Why didn't you do it on purpose? It sounds like it was on purpose." .”

Seeing Meng Shuyao's curious eyes, the make-up teacher continued to say: "I have given you new ones, which means that this set of school uniforms is not missing, and since he was able to return a new set of school uniforms without anyone noticing it, then it was still the same at that time." Old school uniforms are fine too, why not return them."

She kept moving her hands, and even carefully removed Song Yuzhou's lip makeup: "Then there are only two possibilities."

Meng Shuyao couldn't help asking: "Which two kinds?"

The make-up teacher burst out laughing and waved her hands: "I'm just guessing casually, you just listen to it." She noticed that Song Yuzhou, who was sitting on the chair, seemed to be opening his mouth, and quickly stopped him: "Mr. Song, Don't move your mouth, I'm removing your makeup!"

Song Yuzhou: "..."

He closed it.

The make-up artist was satisfied, and said: "One kind, that is, you can't return it. Maybe he lost or dirty your school uniform, so there is no way to return it."

"There is another one, of course I just don't want to return it." She winked at Meng Shuyao, "I heard that Shuyao was very popular when he was in middle school, maybe that person did it on purpose. Let's go, what he wants is your school uniform."

"What do you want to collect your school uniforms for? Of course, it may be because you have a crush on you." The makeup artist looked very experienced, "We were also popular in middle school. Boys and girls exchanged school uniforms to save each other. It was so romantic at the time!"

Meng Shuyao never seemed to have thought about this possibility, and was stunned in shock.

After a long while, he said, "Is this so?"

After a while, the voice became softer, and he murmured: "It sounds like a bit perverted."

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Xiao Song: I'll give you twice the salary, don't talk about it. :)