Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

Over the years, Wen Xiaoyu used all her connections to find He Xiran.But no matter how hard he searched, after He Xiran left, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no more news.

He had imagined the scene of reuniting with He Xiran countless times——

Maybe it was when he returned to Xuancheng for the New Year, fireworks were blooming in the night sky, and someone knocked on the door outside, and he opened it, and it was He Xiran who smiled and told him "I'm back".

Or maybe he was in a certain classroom of B Movie, and a boy who was late sneaked in through the back door and sat on the empty seat beside him.He turned his eyes and saw He Xiran who was wearing a white shirt and asked mischievously, "Student, is there anyone sitting here?"

Or, he was walking around a certain street around the world with a camera, and He Xiran appeared in his lens unexpectedly, and then walked over with a smile and said, "You need to pay for sneak shots."

All these, fantasizing over and over again, have become one of the few leisure and entertainment times in his later life.It seems that as long as he thinks about it like this, there will always be a scene that will come true, and he can reach out to hold He Xiran in his arms and say "I miss you very much".

However, the failure of hope again and again made him realize the real reality.He had no choice but to write all the parting and reunion in the movie, crying blood every word.

Before this moment, he had spent every second convincing himself not to expect anything.But what he didn't expect was that, after searching all over the world, he finally met this person under his nose.

This He Xiran, who was stubborn from the back of his head, was his He Xiran.

"Teacher Wen, do you know him?" Cao Bingyang followed his gaze and asked curiously.

And Wen Xiaoyu's eyes were locked on He Xiran's back, he was full of thoughts, his ears were ringing and trembling slightly, and he didn't hear what he was saying at all.

The ensemble performers who came and went all around also noticed that the atmosphere here was not right, they all stopped making noise and looked over, and started whispering after recognizing Wen Xiaoyu.

The crew's manager is a very tactful person. Seeing Wen Xiaoyu's expression changed, he hurried up and gave He Xiran a push: "Xiao He, Director Wen is calling you."

He Xiran's mood was also very unstable. Pushed by him, he staggered two steps back, but crashed into a warm and firm embrace in the next second.

He subconsciously turned his face to the left, saw the hand on his left shoulder, and also saw the golden ring on his slender finger.The familiar aura surrounded him, but he never dared to look back.

"Why don't you say hello to Director Wen?" the field manager urged.

"Wen, Dao Wen, hello." He Xiran's nasal voice sounded heavy.

Wen Xiaoyu simply said "um", he was afraid that if he spoke at this time, his voice would tremble uncontrollably.

If they can't see what's going on between the two of them now, the others don't have to hang around in the entertainment circle anymore.I heard Cao Bingyang say: "Teacher Wen, go sit in the lounge, Xiao He is also here, and I will tell you about the play."

Coming to the lounge, Wen Xiaoyu barely adjusted her state.But he could tell that He Xiran hadn't adjusted well, and he seemed very nervous, especially when Cao Bingyang and Tong Xing were going out.

"Sit together, too." Wen Xiaoyu said, feeling that He Xiran's tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

He turned away his face and closed his eyes. He Xiran's obvious avoidance made him very sad, but he still tried his best to convince himself that He Xiran must have some unspeakable difficulties.

He had waited long enough and didn't mind waiting a little longer.But I also hope that He Xiran understands that his current concessions will be doubled in the future.

"Director Cao, I think the way of persuasion in this film of yours is very interesting. If you tell him the play, don't you mind if I listen in?" He said as naturally as possible.

"Of course I don't mind. It would be even better if Mr. Wen could give me some pointers." Cao Bingyang is a drama idiot, and he doesn't care about anything when it comes to drama. He sat down and started telling He Xiran about the drama, completely ignoring the child actor handing it to him. retreat" look.

The child star could only sit down wonderingly, he didn't understand why Wen Xiaoyu let them stay, shouldn't this kind of time be a good opportunity to enjoy alone time?

Naturally, Wen Xiaoyu didn't pay attention to the child star's puzzled eyes. To be precise, his attention and eyes were only on He Xiran from the beginning to the end.

From soft hair to dirty shoes, from drooping eyelashes to tight lips, pointed chin, and to his empty ring finger.Then I saw him tremblingly listening to Cao Bingyang's explanation, and then meticulously expressing his understanding of this role.

No matter from his appearance or expression, Wen Xiaoyu could accurately feel that he was not doing well.

Who is He Xiran?He is a pampered young master, a celebrity academic master who flaunts wantonly, and a pillow person who is held in the palm of his hand and pampered.

Standing on the stage, he will always be the most eye-catching actor. When did he need to speak to others with such a low eyebrow?Even against Wen Xiaoyu himself, he has always been domineering.

After realizing this, Wen Xiaoyu was very angry.This person is so hateful, how could he have the nerve to come into his dream and say that he is living a very good and happy life?

He Xiran never dared to look up at Wen Xiaoyu, even so, he could feel his heavy gaze, so he had to lower his head again and again.

Cao Bingyang found that Wen Xiaoyu's expression became more and more unkind, and he asked tentatively, "Teacher Wen, do you think there is anything wrong with what we said?"

"No problem, it's pretty good." Although Wen Xiaoyu's thoughts were complicated, but after catching a few key words, he could hear that He Xiran's understanding was consistent with what Director Cao conveyed.

Cao Bingyang nodded, glanced back and forth between the two of them, and said carefully, "Then you..."

He Xiran tensed up again, Wen Xiaoyu stared at him, the veins on his forehead twitched, gritted his teeth and asked, "Should you start working?"

"Yeah, it's almost there." Cao Bingyang looked at his watch, "If you have time, would you like to go to the scene to watch it? There just happens to be Xiaohe's play in the afternoon."

"Okay, then excuse me." Wen Xiaoyu felt that he was considerate enough not to arrest He Xiran immediately, so he accepted this small invitation without hesitation.

He Xiran didn't perform well in the scene in the afternoon. He played a small character, and there were only three scenes in the whole scene. It seemed insignificant, but it was actually the beginning of the whole conspiracy.

Wen Xiaoyu could tell that he was not invested in the character, and the effect he presented was outside the character.

"CUT!" Cao Bingyang's call to stop sounded for the sixth time, and he called He Xiran over, frowning and said, "Your understanding before is not a problem, and you performed well this morning, why are you so out of shape now?"

"I... Director Cao, I'm sorry, please give me another chance." He Xiran apologized and bowed at the same time.

"Forget it, you go find your feelings, I'll shoot other people first." Cao Bingyang waved his hand.

He Xiran walked out annoyed, sat in the corner with the script, buried his face in his arms in a daze.

Wen Xiaoyu knew that she had affected his performance, and she felt distressed seeing his dejected appearance.However, after holding back for a while, he finally couldn't hold back, took a bottle of water, walked over and sat down beside him, and put his palms on his drooping head.

The soft hair made his palms a little itchy. After five years, this hard-won touch was both familiar and strange.

The moment he put his hand on it, he felt He Xiran's body froze suddenly.Wen Xiaoyu forced herself to retract her hand, and gently touched his clenched fist with the water bottle.

He Xiran's fingers trembled, and he slowly opened them. Wen Xiaoyu stuffed the water in and said, "I'm leaving, take a good shot."

The once flamboyant little peacock has turned into a dusty little ostrich. Wen Xiaoyu wants to know the reason, but is not in a hurry.He almost wanted to thank He Xiran for tempering him during the five years of disappearance, allowing him to control himself in such an occasion.

When he came to the car, the child star asked incredulously, "Are you really going?"

"Fuck!" Wen Xiaoyu lit a cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "You know that incident, right? Ask him to report He Xiran's whereabouts at any time."

Seeing that his spirit was alive, Tong Xing was also very excited, shouted "De Ling", bowed his head and tapped on the phone.He sighed and said, "He seems to be a different person. If you didn't recognize him, I wouldn't have found him at all."

Then he asked confusedly: "Hey, why do you think he appeared here? You have searched everywhere you can find it in the past few years, how could you not find it when you are around?"

"I want to know too." Wen Xiaoyu smoked a cigarette in a few puffs, his eyes showed an unprecedented ruthlessness.

Tong Xing looked at his expression and said: "Anyway, the man has been found, no matter what happened, he will know right away."

"You will know right away?" Wen Xiaoyu sneered, "Didn't you see that he hides from me like a ghost? If he becomes stubborn, when did I win him over?"

Tong Xing scratched his head, he had never guessed what He Xiran was thinking, so he had no choice but to light a cigarette and smoke with Wen Xiaoyu.

Wen Xiaoyu was like a big chimney, after smoking his pack, he went to snatch the child star again.His brain was in extreme excitement, he had the ecstasy of reunion, but he also had to draw out a bit of reason to think about the strategy of trapping prey.

It wasn't until he finished both of their cigarettes and the night gradually fell that He Xiran came out of the set dawdlingly.

His posture was like guarding against thieves, he walked forward sullenly with his head down, and the corners of his eyes were always watching the movement around him.A car passed by him, and he almost jumped up in fright.

Wen Xiaoyu stared at him intently, his teeth itching with anger.God knows how much effort he spent in the afternoon not to rush in and take this guy away. For this kind of hateful prey, it is the best strategy to directly pounce on it and bite it to death.

"Drive, block him." Wen Xiaoyu threw the empty cigarette case into the trash can, sat in the back seat and said to the child star.

Here, He Xiran was frightened by the car, and just as he put down his guard, he saw a very familiar coupe rushing into his field of vision.

Before he had time to react, the rear door slammed open, and a pair of thin and powerful hands stretched out, dragging him into the car violently.

For a while, he felt that pair of strong hands carefully protecting his head, which saved him from the tragedy of having an intimate contact with the roof of the car.

"boom!"

Wen Xiaoyu closed the car door, clasped the struggling man in his arms, and said to the child star, "Let's go."

So, their coupe, which had been reduced to a "kidnapped black car", finally had a chance to show its strength. The engine "boomed" and led them away from the film and television base swaggeringly.