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From the end of March, Fan Xi worked as a karate instructor in a children's martial arts gym.

During this period, he participated in the school's direct recruitment 4 times and the Education Bureau's teaching editor examination 2 times, all of which ended in failure.If failure is the mother of success, then your success already has too much maternal love - Guan Sheng only complained in his heart, but did not dare to say it in person.

In addition, Fan Xi was chased and beaten twice by campus security for selling kimbap.Under the strong request of Guan Sheng, he gave up this part-time job with an amazing profit margin.

After chatting for a long time, Guan Sheng casually said that their affairs have been known to many people, and once he leaves the company to go solo, he may be exposed in retaliation.

Perhaps it was because of his pretended relaxed expression, Fan Xi was just stunned for a moment, and then said indifferently: "Exposure is exposure, I am not afraid, there is nothing terrible about it, what we have experienced is much more terrifying than this."

"I have an idea, listen to it and see how it goes, come here with your ear."

Fan Xi nodded seriously, the screen moved, and the screen was filled with a small and cute ear, the earlobe was chubby and tasted very good.

so cute!Guan Sheng's stomach felt hot, and then he moved his lips close to the screen, and whispered through the air, revealing his plan.

"Uh—" The screen trembled for a while, and he heard Fan Xi gasp, "Brother Sheng, are you serious?!"

"Just don't be afraid, and vaccinate your family in advance."

"With you here, I am not afraid of anything. You are the bravest, you are the man who fights monsters with bare hands. Without you, I would not be alive."

Guan Sheng smiled, feeling comfortable and very useful.Fan Xi never tries to curry favor and show weakness, but he always gives him face just right.Sure enough, men know men best.

Guan Sheng flies home one day a week to get together with his lover.Every time, I am like a hardworking ox, plowing repeatedly in my favorite fertile soil, plowing round after round, basically without sleeping.

After the film was finished, I went home to rest for a few days, and then flew to a small town in the west to attend the closing ceremony and awards ceremony of a certain film festival with the crew of "Lily, Lily".Due to schedule reasons, he missed the opening ceremony.

The film was released in May, and the box office is good. The director and leading actor won awards abroad long before the film was set.This time he was specially invited to screen, and naturally he was nominated for many awards, including his Best Supporting Actor.

He humbly believed that it was because the organizers had given him a nomination in order to create buzz because of his fame and fandom.

The wings reflected the scorching light, cutting through the clouds like blades.The white clouds drifted away suddenly, and slowly reunited.As the flight altitude drops, the buildings and streets become clearer like a circuit board being enlarged, and the heat of the summer sun shines through the portholes.

Before landing, Guan Sheng writes with pen and pen, writes a small poem on the blank page of the review notes, and gives it to the people around him.He enjoyed the journey very much, and he no longer wanted to go home as soon as possible, because home was by his side.

Fan Xi held it in his hand and read softly:

"Mountains are the wrinkles of the earth,

Clouds are the bones of the sky.

I hid in the iron bird,

Rushing shoulders with the gods.

I do not envy God's eternal life,

With you, a moment is eternity. "

He smiled, Zheng overlapped it, and put it in his bag.

The exit was crowded with fans who came to pick up the plane, like a growing vegetable field.Bouquets of bouquets competed for beauty, and posters and banners competed for display.All eyes were on Guan Sheng. If there was warmth in his eyes, he would have been scorched.

No one noticed that Fan Xi was walking with his assistant and makeup artist.

He also helped maintain order, received flowers, and walked out of the airport with a fragrant bouquet in his arms.The whole figure is like a giant moving flower basket, and the road can't be seen clearly, and it keeps sneezing.

After checking into the suite on the top floor of the hotel, Fan Xili placed flowers everywhere, while Guan Sheng hung the black dress-style suit that will be used tomorrow night in the closet, saying: "I really want to wear a big vest and shorts to walk the red carpet, it's cool. "

"If it rains tomorrow night, you can still run naked." Fan Xi joked.

"There's nothing wrong with it, the main reason is that you'll be jealous." Guan Sheng took out the refreshing stick, eye drops, and postgraduate entrance exam review materials, and piled them on the table, stroking them with love and hate.

I don't know how many questions I did, how many hairs I grabbed, and it got dark.

They went out to eat some local specialty snacks, and then walked into the theater where the participating films were shown, revisiting the "Lily, Lily", which can be called the highlight of Guan Sheng's acting career.

On the eve of the film's release, Fan Xi's fan group, the owner of the group released the key points of the review: the language is gentle, does not fight with black fans and passers-by, does not get distracted and does not take the initiative to lead the rhythm.Admit the shortcomings, but also let others see the sound progress.I don't touch the male protagonist of porcelain, and I don't compare my acting skills with the male protagonist (it can't be compared).In short, when others hit others, I hit mine.

This notice made Fan Xi very nervous, thinking that Guan Sheng's performance had been screwed up.On the night of the premiere, he suffered from insomnia, holding his mobile phone and flipping pancakes next to his idol.

The other party asked sleepily: "What are you beating?" He said: "I was thinking, should I participate in the review." As a result, his mobile phone was taken away, and he was criticized: "Hurry up and go to bed, and say what others like to say."

Afterwards, Guan Sheng suggested in the group that everyone comment moderately, and those who go to work or school should not stay up late and go to bed early.As a result, he was kicked by the administrator.After Fan Xi took back the phone, he was quite depressed and didn't speak for a long time.

After the film's premiere, the reviews were unexpectedly good. Even the most vicious film critics said pertinently: "Facial paralysis was finally cured, and I lost my mind once."Fan Xi thought, that's because you haven't seen his superb acting skills when he pretended to be drunk and harassed fans.

There are very few audiences in the cinema hall, and they sit in the last row, where they can watch and chat.Fan Xi picked up a piece of crispy salted chicken and put it in his mouth, whispering: "Although it's the third time I've watched it, I still can't understand it. The films of this director are not easy to understand."

"To make a fuss, I like to mess up one thing, so that it looks high-end." Guan Sheng gave an example, "For example: the smell of crispy salted chicken is really tempting. To mess it up, it means: the chicken is tempting and delicious. Crispy and salty. Do you understand? It’s confusing.”

"I'm very confused." Fan Xi looked at the crispy salted chicken in his hand, and immediately felt that the aroma was not so good.He looked at the mourning idol on the big screen, wearing middle-aged makeup, "Brother Sheng, I think you can win the award. Your acting skills have improved a lot, really."

Guan Sheng ridiculed himself: "Great progress is due to poor foundation, and it is not the best progress award."

"I almost cried when I saw this for the first time. Even the sharpest black fans can't find any problems."

"Actually, I didn't even know the director was filming at the time, so the performance ended in a daze. I sat there in a daze, and my mind was full of the words you rejected me."

Fan Xi's heart trembled, this was the first time he had heard of it.At that time, he was also often in a daze, trying his best not to think about the sound, nor did he think about the reaction of the other party.

It turns out that people look the same when they are sad.

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