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When asked about tattoos again, Yan Mingyang's first reaction was: make up a prevarication.

Anyway, everyone has never seen a mythical beast, so ghosts can see what this abstract line drawing is about.

Yan Mingyang made up a rhetoric in his heart, and then met his intoxicated eyes.

But seeing Shen Zui's expression was composed, a bit coldly complacent.

Yan Mingyang was startled, and just about to speak, he stopped abruptly.He suddenly realized that the tattoo on his back was not uncommon, it was a question that only made sense after he knew the answer.

In other words, for Shen Zui to ask, it meant that he knew something.

At this moment, Shen Zui's whole body is snow-white, propped up with one hand, sitting on the bed obliquely, his eyes are clever and sly, just like a beast in the forest who can speak with a human face.

"I really don't remember." Yan Mingyang struggled for a long time, but in the end it was difficult to overcome the demons in his heart.He wasn't sure how much Shen Zui knew, so he could only block it with this, and let there be no proof.

Shen Zui snorted softly, not too surprised.

He knew that Yan Mingyang would not say anything, but he just wanted to find an excuse to refuse to remove the tattoo.

"Don't remember? Then I won't get tattooed." Shen Zui closed his chin inward, raised his eyes, and said to Yan Mingyang.

Yan Mingyang's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to fight for something, "Little Tu, you,"

"There's no need to discuss this matter." Shen Zui lifted up the quilt and got in, turned his back to Yan Mingyang, yawned, and lazily closed his eyelids, "If you don't want to talk, I won't get a tattoo."

There are always many things about Yan Mingyang, especially when the Chinese New Year is approaching.

The next morning, he went out to work again.

Shen Zui was lying on the bed, and received a call from Hu Tu after eight o'clock.

Hu Tu told Shen Zui that "Under the Blue Sky" is expected to have its first round of auditions next year, so he should be ready.

Shen Zui said that he knew.After hanging up the confused phone, Shen Zui couldn't fall asleep, so he got up.

The move was hasty, and there were still some luggage in the living room, mainly intoxicated personal belongings.

Short knives, grandma's costumes, commemorative scripts... Intoxicated and unwilling to be touched.

In the suitcase are the costumes neatly packed in boxes, and the script wrapped in bags, all packed by Shen Zui himself.

Have to find a suitable place to put it.

Shen Zui was thinking, while wandering around in this room that was even stranger than a hotel.He suddenly realized the fact that in this high-end apartment, there was not a single bit of real room for him.

He couldn't feel at ease, couldn't relax, and couldn't feel the freedom that people only have in their own territory.

There is also an empty room in the apartment that is not being used for any purpose at the moment.

It stands against the wall with an out-of-place old-fashioned wooden cabinet, which always makes Shen Zui feel awkward.

Shen Zui dragged his suitcase in, moved the stool up, and put the costumes and scripts on the top floor.

There are more knives.Since there is no shelf for knives, Shen Zui can only place them one by one on the bookshelf.

He was mechanically doing repetitive tasks that didn't require brains, waving his hands and gradually lowering them.

As if he was so tired that he lost his strength, from a certain second, Shen Zui suddenly didn't bother to move.

He caught a glimpse of something on the top layer, and on the exposed corner of the page were two handwritten words: tassels.

Shen Zui turned his head, slid down against the wall, and sat on the ground.He didn't like this soul in his current body, so he didn't dare to see "Tassel" again.

Shen Zui curled up involuntarily, hugging his knees.

There were still a few knives left unpacked in the box on the ground.In fact, Shen Zui has never hurt anyone with a knife, including himself.

The blade is so beautiful.

Shen Zui couldn't tell where this idea came from.

What if you lightly swipe it on your arm and embellish it with a graceful and flowing crimson color?

...

Yan Mingyang was not at home, so he didn't have to put on an appearance when he was drunk.

On this day, Shen Zui sat on the ground for an unknown amount of time.He was depressed, as irremediable as a September day when it was finally autumn.

Years ago passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, there were not a few days left before New Year's Eve.

The pre-sale box office of "Out of Temperature" is quite satisfactory, and it can be regarded as having survived one after another black material.

Shen Zui didn't buy a ticket for "Out of Temperature".This year's Spring Festival file, his first movie is "Spring Dwelling".

Liu Heng is going back to Beijing for the New Year, and so is Ding Yin.Shen Zui picked a day when all three of them were free, and made an appointment to meet up once.

"So, where are you going to celebrate the New Year this year?" Ding Yin asked Shen Zui.

"Go back to your hometown." Shen Zui absently poked at the meat on the plate.

The dining table fell silent for a moment.Qi Shi has very bad memories for Shen Zui, and he doesn't easily set foot there.

And tomb sweeping cannot be called "Chinese New Year".

Liu Heng and Ding Yin looked at each other, then said after a pause, "Are you with Yan Mingyang?"

Shen Zui hummed.

In fact, Yan Mingyang hasn't confirmed his itinerary before and after the Spring Festival until now, and Shen Zui didn't even bother to ask.

"We should still pay New Year's greetings to Teacher Xia in the third year of junior high," Liu Heng said.

Only then did Shen Zui raise his head, and let out another small oh after a while.

"During the Chinese New Year, I plan to watch "Spring Rest." Shen Zui changed the subject.

Ding Yin hurriedly continued to ease the atmosphere, and joked, "Then, with your ticket, do you support me or Liu Heng?"

"That goes without saying," Liu Heng said expressionlessly, "Of course I support Teacher Xia."

"........."

"I'll buy a few more for the head office." Shen Zui rolled his eyes angrily.

In fact, he really didn't want to watch "Spring Rest" with Yan Mingyang, even though Yan Mingyang invested in this movie.

"Actually, Teacher Xia seems to be planning to watch "Out of Temperature" too." Seeing that Shen Zui's expression eased a bit, Ding Yin said cautiously.

"What?" Shen Zui was taken aback.

Although Liu Chun participated in the premiere of "Out of Temperature", Shen Zui did not connect this with Xia Rusen.

The husband and wife are separated at work.Liu Chun is engaged in film education and criticism, and her work position determines that she will be more open and inclusive.

Will Xia Rusen also contribute to the box office of "Out of Temperature"?

"Last time I found out that Teacher Xia paid attention to the pre-sale date of "Out of Temperature"." Ding Yin said mysteriously.

"........."

"Mr. Xia is 60 years old this year. His birthday is in the first lunar month, so maybe we will do it on a small scale." Liu Heng's tone was a little thought-provoking, "Should I inform you when the time comes?"

"Of course!" Shen Zui was still in deep thought, and when he heard this, he gave Liu Heng a glance.His gloomy mood for the past few days was illuminated by Qianyang for a moment, and he murmured, "What gift do you want to prepare for the teacher..."

Yan Mingyang has been on a business trip for the past few days, and his return date is undecided.When Chen Zui returned home today, he saw a pair of slippers missing at the door.

He was a little surprised.Because Yan Mingyang came back, but he didn't tell himself.

Yan Mingyang was in that "idle room".He had just installed a camera in the hidden part of the living room, and when he was considering whether to install another one here, he heard the sound of the door opening.

"You're back." After a while, Shen Zui came here.He pushed open the door, "Why didn't you notify me?"

"I have a surprise for you." Yan Mingyang just put away the uninstalled camera.He had indeed not seen Shen Zui for several days, and this was the longest parting since they lived together.

Shen Zui smiled, but he didn't take it seriously.

Yan Mingyang would use "surprise" to fool him every time he had a dark heart.

Yan Mingyang hugged Shen Zui and kissed him, and said unintentionally, "Where did you go today?"

"Go and have dinner with Liu Heng and Ding Yin, they are going back to Beijing." Shen Zui said truthfully.

"Oh..." Yan Mingyang didn't match Ding Yin's person with his name for a long time, and he only vaguely remembered that there was such a person.

"I thought you went to play games with Ji Chengyu again." He joked casually.

"Recently I've been busy reading scripts," said Shen Zui, "I don't have much time to play."

Hearing the word script, Yan Mingyang froze for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Shen Zui keenly noticed Yan Mingyang's strangeness.

"Uh..." Yan Mingyang let go of his embrace, and coughed twice in a grandiose manner, "The last time I saw you read the script, I went to find out about this project, it's called... "Under the Blue Sky", right?"

An unreasonable premonition popped up in Shen Zui's heart: after a year, Yan Mingyang might disturb his work again.

"Spring Habitat" is for human feelings, so what about "Under the Blue Sky"?

It was rare for Yan Mingyang to remember his name, so what did he find out?

"I don't think this project is suitable for you." Yan Mingyang ambiguously said, "When "Out of Temperature" is released, you will have more and better choices."

"I haven't signed yet," Shen Zui realized that he hadn't fluctuated at all, maybe when his emotions fell to the bottom, he was always stable.He pretended to be serious and said, "I won't let them take advantage of me, your worries are unnecessary."

Yan Mingyang's complexion darkened slightly.Obviously, that's not what he's really worried about.

"I have inquired about something," Yan Mingyang said in a calm and stern voice, "You'd better not get involved with this project."

some things?

Oh, Jiang Kai.

"What's the matter?" Shen Zui pretended not to know anything.

Perhaps in the version that Yan Mingyang inquired about, it was just that Jiang Kai had thoughts about Shen Zui, and Shen Zui himself was completely innocent.

Yan Mingyang was not angry, but instead patted Shenzui's head, and said slowly, "It's not a good thing, don't ask."

Shen Zui stared straight into Yan Mingyang's eyes, and a few seconds passed like this.During this short period of time, he should be thinking about whether to completely turn against Yan Mingyang at this moment.

"Huh?" After a long while, Yan Mingyang lowered his head on his own initiative, coaxing and deceivingly asking for Shen Zui's opinion.

"Okay." The intoxicated mood subtly turned to the other side during the slightest struggle.He only bit his lower lip lightly, and when he spoke again, he put his arms around Yan Mingyang's waist, and pressed his face against his chest, "I'll obey my brother."