Yesterday was like Death

I used to attend award shows and film festivals, and the seat was always at the end, so far away that I couldn't see who was talking on the stage.No way, not red.And a first-class male star like Xi Zonghe naturally occupies the c position, sitting with those who match his status.

When I was under Liang Wenhao, I was used to being lazy, and there were not many famous artists around me at the same time, so there was no comparison.They sit in the front, we sit in the back, we don't get prizes, and they don't necessarily gain anything, everyone is here to be green leaves, who is more noble than whom?

But at that time I still knew something different.Later, he retired from the circle for two years to take care of Xi Zonghe, and stayed with him all day long, forming a habit, losing his sense of propriety, and almost thinking that he was the same as him.

Until he chose to make a comeback at the Oriental Film Festival, dressed in formal attire, shed the publicity and youthfulness of the past, and returned to the entertainment circle with a high profile after nirvana.

He only walked the 50-meter red carpet for one minute alone, but for this one minute, he worked hard for two years.

I watched him walk slowly to the other end at the end, and the spotlights kept on going all the way, as if to record every frame of him on the red carpet.

By the time I walked the red carpet, few reporters were still there, most of them had already entered the venue, and the few who took pictures of me seemed to be using me to adjust the parameters.

I can only fall far, far behind Xi Zonghe.

He didn't have any work for two years, but he could still sit in the same row as Jiang Mu, occupying the best position.I sat in the back and watched the back of their heads, all of them just look forward, never look back.

A person like Xi Zonghe is not only the protagonist in the play, but also the absolute hero in life.Family background, knowledge, appearance, any single point is a few blocks away from others, let alone combined.

The gap between him and me is not only the distance of a dozen rows of seats, but also a gap like a natural moat, which is insurmountable across thousands of rivers and mountains.

I was like a foolish frog who sees a crane fall into a well and thinks I can stay down beside him.But he didn't want the crane's wings to heal, and flew up to nine days in a blink of an eye, returning to his world, and the well frog was still the frog at the bottom of the well.

I have no wings, but I still want to catch up with him.

The aggressiveness that I have never had before, the beginning of hard work, may be on that day and that moment.I know that if I don't work hard, I will be left by him sooner or later.

The conversation with Li Xinping was very pleasant. After all, I got the role, which is more important than anything else.

"Then I'll go first, and I look forward to cooperating with you." I got up and shook hands with Li Xinping, and then walked out of the meeting room amidst the sound of farewell.

As soon as I went out, Sang Qing came up to me and asked, "How is it?"

I observed his expression to make sure he really didn't know, not pretending, so I said, "I got it."

He almost jumped up on the spot, and as soon as he let out a cheer, he covered himself back again.

He shook my arm and said, "Great!" His voice trembled with excitement.

"Xi Zonghe is the male lead." He paused, and I said again, "It's still the producer."

Sang Qing let go of her hand, unable to tell whether it was the expression of seeing a ghost or surprise.

"No wonder..." He pondered to himself, "He specially wanted to give you this role!"

I glanced at the door of the conference room, shook my head and said, "I don't know."

I asked him to go back to the car and wait for me, saying that he had something to deal with, and he gave him a wink of ok, and left.

The corridor was quiet, Li Xinping and the others didn't know when they would come out, so I took out my cell phone and called Fang Xiaomin.

He quickly picked it up: "Hey, Brother Gu, what's the matter?"

I asked him if he was near the hotel, and he said he was at the gate now, and Xi Zonghe would come down in 10 minutes.

"Then I'm coming down too." I said as I walked forward.

"what?"

"Just wait over there." Before entering the elevator, I hung up the phone.

At the gate, I found Xi Zonghe's nanny car at a glance, opened the door and got into the car quickly.Fang Xiaomin was sitting in the front row with the driver. I greeted them and raised the middle baffle.

Sitting in the car, I checked my phone for a while, and watched the second issue of "Big Brand Farmhouse Music".To be honest, the editing is more exciting than the recording, many subtle expressions are captured, and the post-production is also a plus.

I didn't expect them to include An Xinlan's part, but it may be due to the sound effects, it's not too awkward, and everyone's expressions when I speak English can barely be regarded as a joke.

Suddenly I saw a comment saying: "Wow! Tangtang and Xiaohe's accents are similar, they are both very pure British accents!"

Because it's master and apprentice, I thought amusedly when I quit the software.

Suddenly the car door was pulled open, and Xi Zonghe, who was wearing glasses and a mask, was about to step into the car. He was startled when he saw me, but it took only two seconds before he resumed his previous action and sat next to me.

His tall stature made the seat a bit cramped, so I had to move to the side.

"I didn't praise you much..." He took off his glasses and mask, his voice changed from muffled to clear, "I just told Li Xinping that you're not bad, and you should be able to fill the role of second male."

It is already a great compliment to hear the words "I'm not bad" from his mouth.

"How much do you not remember?" I asked.

"I don't know..." He pinched the bridge of his nose sadly and said, "I have dreams every day, some are very specific, some are very vague, it's like I'm chasing a series I'm starring in, or a tertiary movie. "

I was amused by his last sentence, he gave me a cold look, I was shocked, and immediately stopped laughing.

"I just wanted to thank you." I whispered.

He leaned back into the chair, put his elbows on the armrest, put his fingertips on his forehead, and looked sideways at me: "Practice a lot of acting skills, that's the only way you can thank me."

I would do it even if he didn't say so, I nodded obediently: "Yeah."

"Training before the start of the film, I can't shoot too many fight scenes, the main action scenes are on the male lead and the female lead."

During the chat with Li Xinping just now, I learned that the heroine is Shang Yan, the daughter of the famous martial arts instructor Shang Chao, one of the few Kung Fu actresses.

She is very low-key in the circle, and has always only talked with her works.There are rumors that she has a fiery personality. Once the boss of the production party touched her butt with a salty hand, she directly grabbed her with a backhand and pushed her to the ground. I don't know if it is true or not.

I shook my five fingers and said, "I will ask a personal trainer to build muscle properly."

He stretched out one hand, lifted my clothes, looked at my flat stomach, and said with some disgust, "I'll give you a month to train your muscles. Here..." He stuck his whole palm on it. , rubbed vigorously, and then held up half of my breast, "There is also this side, I have to practice."

I felt a little hurt from being caught by him, so I snorted lightly, frowned and said, "Got it."

If he continues to touch like this, it will be more difficult for me to end.

I grabbed his wrist and slowly pulled his hand out.

"Did you forgive me?"

He withdrew his hand at once, as if being thrown by a hot whip.

"No. Don't think that if I regain my memory, I can pretend that nothing happened." He suddenly pushed my chest and pushed me against the wall of the car, "You owe me forever."

While talking, he leaned down and bit my lower lip lightly.Then he looked up at me, as if hesitating, but soon he lowered his head to hold my lips again, and stuck his tongue in.

How could this person be so duplicity...

I curled my fingers and pressed them gently against his chest.

His kiss swept across my mouth with brutal aggression, spreading his breath to every corner.

Just when I was almost out of breath from his kiss, Fang Xiaomin knocked on the middle partition at the other end of the car: "Mr. Xi, if I don't leave, I won't be able to catch up with the rest of the schedule."

Xi Zonghe paused slightly, bit my tongue rather unwillingly, and then straightened his waist.

"Get out of the car." He straightened his clothes, as if nothing had happened, and put on his toad glasses.

I breathed calmly, took out my sunglasses and put them on, and got out of the car over him.

Sang Qing waited in the car for a long time. When I opened the door and got in the car, he couldn't wait to turn around and ask me: "Are you reconciled?"

I leaned on the back of the chair, exhaled a sigh of relief, and closed my eyes: "It's still close."

The audition took less time than expected and he just sent me home to rest.

I live alone in the huge house now.Gu Ni understands that my weakness is her. As long as Gu Yuanli comes back, he will find her one day and use her to threaten me like before.This time, she did not want to sit still and repeat the mistakes she made a few years ago. She quickly applied for a short-term exchange program. She flew abroad last week and would not be able to return until several months later.

It doesn't matter if she's gone, I can rest assured when I'm out filming and doing shows, no matter how rascal Gu Yuanli is, it's impossible to chase him abroad.

Since I moved out of Hengyue Mountain Villa and moved back to live with Gu Ni, I retired the studio in the city center and furnished an empty room in the villa as a new studio.

Gu Ni was shocked that I still have such hobbies. She wanted to disassemble my paintings for appreciation, but I stopped them.

"Could it be that you drew some nude portraits for fear of being seen by me?" Gu Ni saw that I refused and no longer insisted, and put the painting back wrapped in oil paper, but she couldn't help muttering.

The new studio was furnished by me alone, and a new electronic lock was added afterwards, and only I knew the password.

After the electronic sound, the locks were unlocked one by one, and I pushed the door open and entered the bright room.

In the small studio, the walls from top to bottom are covered with sketches that I have drawn in the past few years.There are fashionable and immature sketches for beginners, and oil paintings that have been formed in the later stage.

Gu Ni is right. I did draw a lot of nude portraits. Although the people in the paintings always cover their faces in various poses, and it is very normal to practice drawing human bodies in creation, I still feel very guilty and afraid It was seen by her...the people in the painting are all Xi Zonghe without exception.

I took off the apron hanging on the wall, tied it around my waist, and sat down in front of the easel.

The man on the canvas is lying on his back on a bright red velvet cushion, exposing his naked and muscular body, which is spread across the screen from left to right. Against the red background, his skin appears sickly pale.

There is only the upper body in the painting, and the lower part of the crotch is hidden outside the painting.His hands that turned into crane feathers were crossed in front of his eyes, covering his handsome face.

This is, my crane.

I picked up the paintbrush and put new colors on the dried paint with a smile on my face.