Officially unannounced [entertainment circle]

The sun sets and night falls.

The phone by the bedside rang persistently for the fifth time, and the system ringtone repeated monotonously and boringly, with a naive perseverance that would never stop until it woke people up.

Although Wen Cheng has been awake.

He was curled up, wrapped tightly in a duvet that was obviously heavy in March when the temperature was warming up. The quilt was pulled high, and the hem was stuck under the eyes.The eyelids were drooping, and the black pupils that should have been bright and eye-catching were expressionless at this moment, staring numbly at the flickering phone screen in a daze.

Those eyes blinked slowly when the ringtone of the mobile phone that had not been connected for a long time stopped automatically, and the screen of the mobile phone also went dark.

……

While holding the mobile phone that dialed the number for the sixth time, Li Bao pressed his ears to the door, and he was relieved when he heard a faint ringing sound from inside. Find the key under the pad to open the door.

After opening the door, the boring and piercing ringing in the room became more presumptuous. Li Bao, who was changing his shoes outside the door, frowned, sighed indistinctly, and hung up the phone that he couldn't get through.The noise stopped suddenly and there was no disturbance, and the deserted room seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, and it rushed towards our face every now and then.

This is a well-decorated large apartment of [-] square meters. It was supposed to have three bedrooms and two halls, but the homeowner pierced through the wall, knocking and knocking, and turned it into a one-bedroom apartment that can be seen at a glance when entering the door.

The blackout curtains were tightly drawn, and the only light in the room came from the dim voice-activated light by the door—it turned on spontaneously when Li Bao entered the room—with this light, Li Bao naturally could see it at a glance. To the slightly undulating figure on the bed.

He rubbed his face, trying to disperse the sorrowful expression when he entered the door, and put on an ignorant and heartless smile.As he walked in, he turned on all the lights and complained, "Ancestor, do you remember your birthday today? I made an appointment to treat you to dinner last week, and I didn't eat all day because of this meal... ..."

The bright light made Wen Cheng, who had been lying down for an unknowing how long, subconsciously close his eyes, and Li Bao's half-true and half-false complaints from far and near could be heard in his ears.It seems that I haven't heard anyone speak for a long time. This person's rambling seems to have traveled half the world before being received by the gentle brain nerves, and I can barely analyze a few words: ancestors, birthday, dinner...

what.

"--You're welcome."

With half-closed eyes, Wen Cheng rubbed against the quilt, slowly and vaguely recognized the "honorary title".

"...What are you muttering about hiding in the bed? Don't think you can fool yourself by doing this." Li Bao finally stood by the bed as he spoke all the way, and pulled down the corner of the quilt without much effort, looking like a shameless bandit. Do pie, "I've already booked the private room in Yunxiang Garden, get up and pack up and bring money to pay the bill!"

In his previous life, Li Bao might have been a young master who stretched out his clothes for food and opened his mouth for food. In this life, he must experience the attributes of an old mother who is unbalanced if he doesn't take care of others.

Wen Cheng, who even wrapped the quilt and brought it into the bathroom, looked down listlessly at the toothpaste that had been squeezed, and stared at it for a few seconds before picking up the toothbrush as if asking him to complete some difficult task, holding it in one hand Brushing his teeth with one hand, he raised his head and passed his helpless eyes with a little bit of resentment to his old lady through the completely transparent bathroom on all sides.

After cleaning his house, Li Bao was standing in front of the transparent wardrobe with his back turned to him, picking up the sleeve of a gray shirt with his orchid finger rather disgustingly.

"Is this a model from the last century? Tsk tsk." Li Bao couldn't stand it and threw the dress back, and after a long time of picking and choosing, he managed to dig out a basic model from these obsolete items that were completely invisible.When he took this set of clothes and put them on the door of the bathroom, he sighed, "A family's model from two years ago... I'll bring you a few sets of clothes that can be used on the countertop tomorrow, okay, ancestor?"

"Ah." Wen Cheng replied indifferently, and after putting away the toothbrush, he threw the quilt on him to him.

Li Bao is more than ten centimeters shorter than him, this easy movement for Wen Cheng, but for Li Bao it is darkness that fell from the sky.

Li Bao, who had experienced an unforeseen disaster, grabbed the quilt and heard the faint sound of a shower in the bathroom before he got out of the darkness. He thought of the unique fully transparent custom-made decoration of Wen Cheng's house. The man who felt ashamed was silent, sighed in his heart and pulled the quilt over his head again.

……

Yunxiang Garden is not far from the community where Wen Cheng lives now. Wen Cheng, who is completely nestled in the car seat, leans his head against the window of the co-pilot, watching without blinking, but it is more bustling and lively after nightfall metropolis.

"I still think I should take you to have a styling first." Li Bao frowned and looked at him while driving, "Your hair is the one I dragged you to do last time, right? You are also a past actor, big and small, so you must have hair Messy beard and unshaven, he just tortured himself into a beggar in the middle of the night...Speak up, ancestor, you make me talk to myself like a fool."

Without raising his head, Wen Cheng stared at the bright lights outside, and said perfunctorily, "Squeak."

"Do the styling first?"

Wen Cheng was finally willing to give Li Bao a look. He put his hands on his stomach and said calmly, "Maybe it's time for me to eat."

Li Bao seemed to want to ask something, but seeing him put his head against the car window again, he finally had no choice but to compromise and said, "Okay."

As he spoke, he stepped hard and increased the speed of the car a little.

……

Yunxiang Garden has always been the restaurant with the best reputation in Jiangjing City. Needless to mention the dishes, it is said that the grandparents of the chef were the royal chefs in the palace.What is even more famous is that the boss took a unique approach to choose the address opposite the famous scenic spot, Lianhua Lake, and spent hundreds of millions to build a beautiful antique palace. From the seat by the window, you can just see Baihua Island in the middle of Lianhua Lake. .Catch up with spring and summer, the island looks lush and colorful during the day, and colorful lights shine at night.

This has naturally led to the fact that it is hard to find a table in Yunxiang Garden. Of course, even if you get a table, it is difficult to find a parking space.

Wen Cheng leaned against the entrance of Yunxiang Garden and waited for Li Bao, who was looking for a parking space, to come back. He stared absently at the figure reflected in the door: he was so skinny that the clothes that used to fit him were twice as big when he was standing. The door is still driving straight; the hair has really grown a lot, and it is not messy on the top of the head like a ball of seaweed; when I go out, I haven’t shaved, and the fine stubble is stuck to the chin...

No matter how good the foundation is, it can't be ruined like this, it's really like what Li Bao said.

like a beggar.

Wen Cheng raised the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, and turned around to see if Li Bao had returned.

——At that moment, the tips of his ears suddenly trembled!

"thank you all."

The clear voice seemed to come from far away, with a rising end, with a hint of a provocative smile.

"Then let me sing you an old song that I like very much." The person's articulation was surprisingly clear, even though there was a distance, every word was still clearly heard in Wen Cheng's ears, "I don't sing very well. good……"

Even if he couldn't see anyone, Wen Cheng could imagine from the tone of this voice that a young man who might not be too old was shyly touching the tip of his nose.

He didn't know what the people around the stranger thought, but he suddenly expected this clear voice to speak.

And after hearing the first sentence that the man cleared his throat and sang, Wen Cheng didn't even know that the smile that had been away from home for a long time was already on his face.

What the stranger sang was really an old song, it was the theme song in the first movie Wen Cheng ever starred in, and the director handpicked him to sing it. He was lacking in musical skills and stayed in the recording studio for more than half a month.Because he has to be worthy of the torture he has experienced, even if the movie has been released for more than a year, he said in the interview that his favorite song is still this one.So much so that even after such a long time, as soon as the stranger opened his mouth, he could tell that the person hadn't even found the tune.

But it's also very surprising, Wen Cheng himself didn't know that this song turned out to be such a frontier tune, and it was quite nice.

After two sentences, the person may have found a familiar feeling, and the tune was pulled back to the right track. Although it was still a little dull because of a little nervousness and jerky, as the stranger sang the song he was most familiar with seriously When he came out, Wen Cheng felt as if he was being grabbed by the neck and head by some unknown force, shaking off the slump attached to him, and the rare pleasure flowed to the nerves along the limbs, as if getting rid of The shackles that suppressed emotions finally woke up from the half-dead state for several days.

Across the long distance where no one can be seen, Wen Cheng tapped the beat with the beautiful voice that accidentally broke into his ears, echoing in a low voice when no one was paying attention.

This is the first time in nearly a year after stopping the drug that he has survived that terrible state without relying on a psychiatrist.

……

When Li Bao parked the car and came back to see the smile on Wen Cheng's face, he froze in place.

Wen Cheng only said one word: "Listen."

The curious Li Bao followed his example and listened hard for a long time.Ten seconds later, I began to wonder whether the man was back to normal or worse.

After the last sentence of the stranger who didn't know where he was, Wen Cheng came back to his senses and saw Li Bao's online confused look, so he didn't have time to explain.He rubbed his empty stomach, and as his mental state improved, the belated hunger basically hurt him a lot.

"I feel so hungry right now that it's hard to stand up straight."

Seeing that he was so hungry that there was no trace of blood on his face, Li Bao hurriedly walked up to him and said, "Let's go! You said you were so hungry that you didn't know how to come in to eat first, and you insisted on waiting at the door." I."

When he was in a bad state of mind, Wen Cheng didn't even know he was hungry.Even though he had been lying in bed in a daze for a few days before.

However, facing Li Bao's self-indulgent sentimentality, he didn't deliberately expose it, and joked: "I'm not afraid that my outfit will be blocked at the door and I won't be able to enter."

Fortunately, the service attitude of Yunxiangyuan has always been ranked first among all restaurants in Jiangjing City. The stylish and generous head waiter is well-informed. Even facing this beggar customer who has been hungry for a few days, he smiled and said welcome. The attitude is no different from that of a well-dressed bystander.

Although six years ago, the foreman was still an excited little waiter who asked him to sign.

After all, it has been so long.

—but there are still people who can sing his songs.