Stop fishing, can't stand it

Yan Qi: I'm tired.

In mid-July, the official Weibo of "Jiangshang Baiyujie" announced the lead actor and the list of each actor, as well as the single photos, group photos, and group photos of the two actors at the kick-off banquet.

When the news came out, Tan Shui had just left the brokerage company.

He has read Song Xueyan's works over and over many times, writing after-views, character analysis, and long reviews...every time there will be surprising discoveries and harvests.As Song Xueyan's hardcore fanboy, Tan Shui and the fan group waited for the final official announcement after half a month of trepidation.

Clicking on the official announcement Weibo, Tan Shui was shocked by the word "Yanqi" following Song Xueyan, and his heart raised his throat. Fans who dare to pray for so long, this god is still standing still!

Then click on the second picture in the order, Yan Qi's single photo, take a look - wide shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, slender neck, superior shoulder and neckline, arm muscles are well trained, at least body proportions and manners Temperament is superior.

Tan Shui relaxed slightly, and shifted his gaze up anxiously—although the mask covered most of his face, it didn't cover Yan Qi's sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes!

He was overjoyed, and then remembered a cruel fact: a handsome guy wearing a mask is not necessarily a really handsome guy!

A heart is like being placed on a jumping machine. It just landed and then jumped up suddenly. Tan Shui quickly slid back to take a group photo with the leading actors.

It can be seen that Yan Qi is tall and has long legs in the single-person picture, but looking at the group photo, it is even taller than Song Xueyan, which must be 1.9 meters!Take a closer look at the atmosphere... The appearance and temperament of the two of them actually match well.

People from all walks of life were crowded in the comment area. He scrolled down and saw the second most popular comment.

【Cao...is a bit suitable...】

Tan Shui rowed back, clicked on Yan Qi in the starring list, only to find that the big brother hadn't opened Weibo yet!

"When did you open Weibo?"

Feng Zou greeted Yan Qi on the video call, "I'm going to join the crew tomorrow, ancestor! Half a month ago, the crew made an official announcement, no one can @you."

Yan Qi was sitting in the small courtyard watering the flowers, wearing long-sleeved trousers and a straw sun hat on his head, covering his whole body tightly, for fear that the sun would lighten his skin.

Taking a close look at the roses behind the hedge, Yan Xi said without raising his head, "What's the use of turning it on? Song Xueyan's Weibo is clearly alive, but it seems to be dead."

"You are a rookie, how can you compare with Song Xueyan?" Feng Zou took a sip of mint water, "I think many people want to pay attention to you but can't find a place."

"If no one pays attention to me, I won't be passive and sad. If someone pays attention to me, I won't be overwhelmed with thoughts of going to heaven." Yan Qi put down the watering can, put two fingers together on his forehead, pointed towards the camera, very pretending , "The strong are always alone."

Feng Zou hehe: "It doesn't matter if we don't open it now, but when the crew has a request for publicity, you will be obedient."

Yan Qi picked up the watering can again, "Oh."

"It's been so long, have you ever talked to Song Xueyan?" Seeing Yan Qijun's face like a coffin, Feng Zou was sad, "Well, I was arrogant when we said that we would melt Song Xueyan. "

Yan Qi muttered: "I think he freeze-dried us first."

Feng Zou scolded angrily: "No prospect! Can you show some dignity?"

Yan Qi paused, and flipped through the memorized script in his mind, accurate to a certain line, a certain line on a certain page.He pretended to cough lowly, exuding a domineering air quietly.

"Don't panic, no matter how cold he is, he still has to call me husband."

After the opening ceremony, Song Xueyan never saw Yan Qi again until the other party updated a group of camellia photos in Moments.

Behind the bright red and beautiful Xia Mengwenqing is the familiar small courtyard, Yan Qi is going home to accompany grandma.

Yan Qi has been close to his grandmother since he was a child, Song Xueyan guessed that he should have had a good life in the past half month, so he also became a little happier.This emotion blended quietly on his face, allowing familiar people to see through it at a glance.

"What are you laughing about?" Fu Yanle propped his chin, looking at Song Xueyan with serious and tangled eyes, as if the other party was an extremely expensive college entrance examination problem.

Song Xueyan sat in front of the coffee table, with a pillow on her lap, and a black pen in her hand, sketching on the script, without raising her head, she said, "Is it still forbidden to laugh?"

Fu Yanle put aside the half-playing game for now, leaned over and glanced at the script. This page is about the be scene where two characters die for life. It doesn't look like a pleasant play.

He couldn't figure it out, "I'm parting from life and death, you're just having fun here, are you polite?"

"This time it's mainly citing, so it's okay." Song Xueyan retorted indifferently, "I didn't laugh out loud."

"If you laugh out loud, I'll really suspect that you're doing something good behind my back." Fu Yanle sat back, and fell on the sofa on his side again, his arms and legs stretched out, like a loach that had lost its dream.

"You and Yan Qi will be in the group tomorrow, bowls are coming soon, Jiu is already in the group, Lu Minghe is not here, and Yu Jingchen is as busy as a whirlwind. No one will play with me!"

Song Xueyan comforted gently, "You are a big boy now."

After finishing speaking, he paused, and asked a question very naturally, "I will join the group tomorrow, and Yan Qi hasn't come back yet?"

"Joining the group in the afternoon, that kid probably has to step back." Fu Yanle said.

Song Xueyan let out an "oh" and acted like a casual question.

Sure enough, Fu Yanle didn't think too much, and took the opportunity to go through the back door, "Hey, Ah Qi joined the crew for the first time, and he was still a stupid baby. After all the calculations, he is the only 18-line rookie in your crew."

"Oh." Song Xueyan could hear some overtones, "So?"

"You remember to treat him like I was the first guest star in the group. How you cherished me back then, you will cherish him now." Fu Yanle smiled kindly, like the best brother in the world, "Million Don't take pity on his delicate flower, you know?"

Song Xueyan's last play was "Dangerous Phenomenon", which was also directed by Fang Zhouji, and played by An Shigou.In that drama, there was a villain with few roles but amazing writing. Song Xueyan felt that Fu Yanle, who had shoulder-length hair and was exquisite and beautiful, was the most suitable, so he invited Fu Yanle to play a guest role.

Fu Yanle is worthy of being an actor who integrates performance and life. Although he has no background and experience, he performed well beyond expectations, but the details need to be polished, especially in the highlight of an emotional outburst, which frequently ng.Song Xueyan was an unrecognizable ghost when she was acting, so she gave Fu Yanle a good meal in front of the whole crew that day.

Fu Yanle, as a person who can be outnumbered and outnumbered on Weibo, makes the sunspots shy away: Offline scolding a certain artist who knows nothing about the world and commits crimes is heartbroken. As soon as the benefactor saw him, he rolled his eyes on the spot, and immediately terminated the py relationship; there are a considerable number of viral highlights on all major entertainment and social apps, and he set off a wave of "Fu Xue" with his own power. Zhang Kekou, the man who won many exclusive honorary titles such as "Little Fairy of the Confused World" and "Nui Bi God of War", experienced for the first time what it means to be "so scary" that day.

To this day, Fu Yanle can still think of himself who poured four bottles of AD calcium milk angrily that day to calm his grief and indignation.

"I've seen the dramas he performed with the club in college, and in all fairness, he's much better than you." Song Xueyan changed her words under the sight of Fu Yanle's death, "It's better. If I have the chance, I will still uphold fairness and objectivity. Principle, baby him like baby you."

Fu Yanle was satisfied, "I'm looking forward to it."

Song Xueyan picked up the corner page of the script with her fingertips and stroked it lightly a few times.

"Ah-"

Yan Qi raised his head, and after two seconds, lowered his head and closed his eyes, "Chirp!"

The little assistant that Yan Qi personally selected was nibbling mung bean cakes, which were given to him by Yan Qi's grandmother. The old man was kind and kind, and the cakes he made were delicate and delicious, which warmed his heart.

When he heard the sound and raised his head, his mouth was still stained with cake crumbs, "Brother Xi, are you acting cute?"

"I want to sell you." Yan Qi glanced out, with a slight tone of voice, "Highway."

In an instant, all kinds of real cases or novel stories such as dumping corpses on highways and crushing corpses were quickly played in the assistant's head in the form of simulation.He picked up the opened can of Wangzai milk, took a sip to suppress his shock, and tried his best to flatter him.

"There is a saying in "Book of Songs": "You can't sleep if you say nothing, but you sneeze if you want to speak." I think it's my brother Xi's peerless demeanor that lingers in someone's mind forever, making all his thoughts like Nezha going into the sea, Wukong going to the sky, and working together Make a sneeze that is both graceful and slightly cute. "

These words were sweet words spoken by the beating workers to the boss, but they inadvertently became a needle to insinuate the boss.Thinking of the dream he had last night, Yan Qi touched the tip of his nose unnaturally.

During the half month in Beicheng, apart from spending time with his family, Yan Qi's mind was on familiarizing himself with the script and characters, but whenever he saw Xiao Zhenyue, he would inevitably think of Song Xueyan.At first, he watched all of Song Xueyan's works for the purpose of familiarizing himself with the rival actors, and it was expected that he would be attracted, otherwise Song Xueyan's reputation would be in vain.

But he didn't expect that he would be immersed in it, and he became addicted to it over and over again.

The emotions Song Xueyan presents on the screen are joy at least and sadness at most. In the play, he regrets his whole life.These characters seem to have nothing to do with Song Xueyan himself, but for some reason, Yan Qi crosses the screen in a dream, and finds a hazy shadow hiding behind him, very similar to Song Xueyan.

The word "hazy" seems to have become one of Yan Qi's symbolic adjectives for Song Xueyan.

Just like that day in the racetrack, he saw Song Xueyan's back like a bamboo branch landscape screen, separated by the landscape canvas in the middle, he couldn't tell whether the quietness Song Xueyan showed was just his personality.

Just like now, he doesn't know if Song Xueyan's acting skills are too good, so he added a layer of character filters to himself, making him look sad and bitter, inexplicably lovable, or that guy is used to wearing a mask that keeps people away from thousands of miles away , In fact, there is an unspeakable past hidden in my heart.

In any case, this desire/desire to try to explore Song Xueyan was caught off guard and fierce and strong, which made Yan Qi feel very irritable.

Being immersed in Song Xueyan's works can only show that he is attracted by Song Xueyan's strength, so he admires and praises him, but addiction means losing control.

Yan Qi, who was used to being in control, felt something was wrong.

If you want to know, you must figure it out; if you want, you must get it. This is his consistent principle.But to explore Song Xueyan?This is so weird.

Yan Qi leaned on the car window with his elbows, a tall and straight mountain range was outlined on the window from the brow bone to the bridge of the nose, and the eyes that fell in the rearview mirror were extremely gloomy for a moment.

The hot air and the scenery on the side of the road were drawn into an empty canvas at a fast and steady speed, white and green, just like the picture in the dream last night, with clouds and mist.

Until the car stopped in front of the toll booth, the surrounding environment could be seen in full view, and the hazy feeling in the dream dissipated. The phantom figure turned around, and it was Song Xueyan who frowned and had tears in the corners of his eyes.

After passing the toll booth, it is closer to Nandu.

Yan Qi took out her mobile phone, thought about it for half a minute, and still sent a WeChat message to Song Xueyan.Feng Zou was right, at least say hello before entering the group.

An hour later, he turned on the screen and looked, but Song Xueyan did not return.

The assistant folded a few sheets of oiled paper into a ball, put them in a small pocket, and put them at his feet for the time being.He took out his phone and looked at the time, "I guess it will be time for dinner when we get all the way to the MS Hotel. Brother Xi, would you like to invite Mr. Song to lunch, and give him a temporary hug before entering the group? A good impression of being sweet, cute, and sensible?"

Yan Qi glanced at the chat interface that was still motionless, and said indifferently: "The Buddha is busy, so I can't hug this leg."

At the same time, Song Xueyan turned over in the bed and cursed "stupid" mutteringly.

"Damn it! It's twelve o'clock, more than three hours, and he still hasn't replied to my WeChat!"

In the luxury car, Yan Qi stomped on the empty mineral water bottle at his feet.

Was it Song Xueyan who saw the message but didn't bother to reply?Or did he not use his phone, so he didn't see the message at all?

Yan Xi pondered over this little problem, his mind as serious as solving an Olympiad.After a while, he didn't want to understand, he asked: "Is there any work arrangement for Song Xueyan today?"

"No, he doesn't take many endorsement commercials, and he doesn't appear on variety shows, so usually he only counts as working time when he is filming. I talked with Director Fang on the phone this morning, and he said that Song Xueyan was at home in the morning and in the gym in the afternoon, and according to me As we all know, Song Xueyan is also a mobile phone family."

Feng Zou sighed, feeling sympathetic.

"So don't think about it, he definitely doesn't want to reply to you."

Yan Qi felt aggrieved, "Could it be that he still hates me?"

"Compared to this, I want to know why you are in such a hurry?" Feng Xiao thoughtfully turned down the air conditioner in the car by one degree, "Those who didn't know thought you were waiting for news from your girlfriend."

"He's a man." Yan Qi wiped his hair, "I'm here for work, do you want me to wait here for him?"

"But..." Feng Zou endured all the way, and finally chose to be blunt, "I wanted to ask from the beginning, why did we come to pick him up and go to the hotel together? Can't we go first? We have hands, feet, and money. Song Xueyan, who has a manager and has a normal mind, will find time to come here on her own."

"Yes." Yan Qi put down his phone and leaned back on the sofa, "Xiaobing, go to the hotel."

"Okay." The assistant quickly put down the phone, drove away, and thoughtfully found a high-sounding reason for Yan Qi, "Mr. Song is a senior, and his house and the hotel are on the same road, so I picked him up to show respect to the senior. Respect. Brother Xi, this idea is good!"

Feng Zou echoed, "Yes, yes, yes!"

In the rearview mirror, Yan Qi's face looked better.

Xiaobing and Feng Xiao glanced at each other, and the young master was quite coaxable.

The temperature inside the car was cool, but Yan Qi was a little upset.

Why did he subconsciously go to pick up Song Xueyan and wait outside the apartment for so long?It's not that he can't take care of himself, nor does he know the way. It's not far from the apartment to the hotel, so why should he be so considerate?

Where did these strange "subconsciousness" come from? Song Xueyan wouldn't raise Gu at home!

Depend on!So fucking speechless!

Yan Qi stretched out his hand and punched violently in the air.

Take the fart, if he is so diligent again in the future, he will be the prince's son.

Xiaobing and Feng Zou: "?..."

The luxurious and exquisite caravan arrived at the downstairs of the hotel, and the service personnel responsible for picking up the guests moved the three suitcases and two large cardboard boxes accompanied by Yan Qi out of the caravan, and sent them up first.

Just as Xiaobing was about to drive the RV into the parking garage, she saw Yan Qi twitching her fingers outside the car.He got up and walked to the car door, poked his head out, "Brother Xi, what's wrong?"

Yan Qi was tired and depressed, and said sadly: "Go and pick up Song Xueyan."

The author says:

Prince: Meow.