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Chapter 71: The ninth act The Secret That Can't Be Told ④

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Voice actors are not like ordinary white-collar office workers, and there is no so-called work and get off work hours. As long as I have a job, I go to the recording studio when I arrive at the company, and I can leave when the recording is over. If you don't have work scheduled for several days, you don't need to go to the company to report.

However, Tan Yiming, as a company boss, has always been diligent. Even if he does not need to enter the shed today, he will come to the company early to do some administrative work.

But in the past two weeks, the little girl at the front desk found out that why did they come late to talk about the class leader

He used to show up at the company at 9:00 in the morning, but in recent days, he often stepped into the company's door at 10:00.

Gu Liang also found it strange and asked him, "Have you been sleeping poorly recently? Waking up too late? The company is not far from your home. Even if you walk, you will be there in half an hour."

Tan Yiming replied calmly: "Oh, my tenant's work place is a bit far, and you know the subway station in front of my house. Every morning rush hour, it takes half an hour to enter the station, and it takes three cars to get on. Anyway, we don't need to punch in, so I'll drop him off at the main station, there's a seat there."

The problem is that the main station is not far from his house in a straight line, but it takes 20 minutes to drive around the viaduct. He said "on the way", and he didn't know how much time it would take to go back and forth.

Gu Liang was shocked: "You are really a filial and filial landlord, and you even package a shuttle!"

How did he know that this 24-year-old filial landlord not only provided transportation, but also meals.

Before long, Xiang Gu will set off for the southwest. Happy Pancake is a very mature stage play company. Except for Xiang Chai, the other actors who play with him are all contracted artists of Pancake, and the reason why Xiang Chai can become the Airborne Actor is also because the producer took a fancy to him in "" Excellent performance in Fan Letters.

Xiang Guai is under a lot of pressure. Recently, he has practiced very hard and worked hard. In order to protect his throat, he refused all cold, spicy and salty food. Eat with vegetables such as tomatoes and mushrooms. He pays great attention to nutritional matching, insists on one poached egg for each meal, and replaces the egg with chicken breast after eating.

Tan Yiming asked him: "Eating noodles every day is too monotonous, why don't you make some stir-fries?"

Xiang Gu replied, "I'm not tired of cooking, but chopping vegetables, washing rice, and washing pots and pans is really tiring. I want to sleep when I get home, and I don't want to walk upright anymore."

So the next day, Tan Yiming "accidentally" cooked two more dishes and left them on the dinner table. There is still a thin layer of rice left in the pot, which is just enough for a bowl.

Xiang Guess: "… "

He looked at the hot food, then looked at Tan Yiming, who was working hard in the living room "with nothing else to focus on", said thank you in a low voice, and sat down to finish his meal.

Tan Yiming cooked for three consecutive days, and Xiang Guai ate for three consecutive days.

On the morning of the fourth day, Tan Yiming had just woken up when he saw five red and bright banknotes on the coffee table in the living room.

Tan Yiming paused for a moment and asked, "What is this?"

Xiang Chai replied, "This is the money for the meal, the car, and the money for not bathing the lizard."

Tan Yiming looked at the few banknotes and felt that it was terribly hot. But he also knew that if he didn't accept it, Xiang Chai would never sit in his passenger seat again, let alone eat a grain of rice from him.

In the end, Xiang Guai made up for the rent in this way.

An urgent job came in this weekend. There is a satellite TV drama that will be broadcast next week, and was suddenly notified by the above censorship department that "multiple episodes of lines involve sensitive content and need to revise the recording."

The show was finished last year, and it was announced at the beginning of this year that it would be broadcast, but it was delayed until September. This is a modern drama. Modern dramas are time-sensitive and most likely to be outdated. If they cannot be broadcast in this schedule, they will be delayed until next year.

So, the producer urgently called Tan Yiming, and asked him to quickly organize manpower for supplementary recording.

In the small recording studio, editors, screenwriters, dubbing directors, and dubbing actors huddled together, and everyone boiled until their eyes were red, and throat lozenges, coffee, and Red Bull were stuffed into their stomachs.

After Tan Yiming finished the recording and struggled to drive home, he fell on the sofa and fell asleep before he could reach the bedroom.

He slept for more than ten hours this night, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already the next afternoon.

He was still lying on the sofa in the living room, but with a pillow under his head and a blanket over his body. The air conditioner is set at a comfortable 26 degrees, the curtains are closed, and there is an elegant and soothing lavender fragrance in the air.

Tan Yiming was stunned for a while, then lifted the blanket and sat up.

It was only then that he realized that he was still wearing the same clothes that he was wearing during the recording, because he had slept all night, and all of them had become wrinkled. However, all the buttons on his body were undone, and the diaper's belt was pulled out and rolled up on the coffee table.

Needless to say, all of this could only have been done by another resident in the home.

Tan Yiming was in a daze when the kitchen door suddenly opened.

Xiang Guai held a bowl of porridge in his left hand, a plate of pickles in his right hand, chopsticks in his mouth, opened the door with his butt, and walked backwards into the living room like a juggler.

Tan Yiming: "…"

Xiang Chai bit his chopsticks in his mouth and asked inarticulately, "Uhhh?"

Tan Yiming: "Well, I just woke up." As soon as the kitchen door opened, the light but tempting aroma of rice porridge wafted out. Tan Yiming had eaten his last serious meal twenty-four hours ago, and now he has a belly. Like thunder, he licked his dry lips and asked, "How much porridge is made, and how much?"

Xiang Guai nodded: "Mmmmmmmmm."

Tan Yiming: "It's okay, you can eat this bowl, I'll serve it myself."

Xiang Chai said again, "Mmmmmmmmm."

Tan Yiming pretended not to hear, he raised his hand and touched the stinging chin of the beard, intending to take a shower and brush his teeth after eating.

Two minutes later, Tan Yiming and Xiang Chai sat on both sides of the dining table. On the table between them, there were two plates of side dishes, fried eggs and luncheon meat.

Xiang guess has always eaten in the school cafeteria, and his cooking skills are limited. It was the first time he used a pressure cooker to cook porridge. Fortunately, the whole process was foolish. Except for washing rice and cutting pumpkin, he did not waste any energy.

Tan Yiming was blowing on the air conditioner and swallowed the sweet and thick pumpkin rice porridge, only to feel a burst of heat rising from his stomach and gradually flowing to his limbs, filling his empty heart inch by inch.

Xiang Guai wasn't very hungry, so he drank slowly while holding the porridge bowl. He doesn't like to eat things that are too hot, and he always has to blow it before he can eat it. But even so, his lips were scalded red by the porridge, and the tip of his pink tongue flashed between the two rows of teeth.

Between them, there is nothing to talk about.

Xiang Guai said first, "You didn't go home the night before and couldn't get through on the phone. As soon as you came back yesterday, you fell on the sofa and started to sleep. You couldn't wake up even if you called. I thought you were sick."

"We are rushing to work these days. When we enter the recording studio, the mobile phone must be turned off. I forgot to tell you in advance." Tan Yiming hurriedly said, "Sorry, next time I can't go home at night, I will tell you in advance. ."

After saying these words, Tan Yiming felt as if something had changed. There was finally someone in his family who was waiting for him to come home, even though he and Xiang Chai were just "roommates".

Xiang Guai didn't seem to notice the subtle change in Tan Yiming's tone, he got up and filled Tan Yiming with another bowl of porridge, and said, "Fortunately, I was at home when you came back. If you come back two days later, You passed out on the couch and nobody knew."

Tan Yiming reacted for a while before he understood what he was talking about: "Are you going on tour?"

"Well, tomorrow's flight." Xiang Gu said, "The producer took two days off. Let's go home to pack our bags and adjust the situation. The props have been shipped in advance, and they will be rehearsed directly after landing, and the premiere will be the day after tomorrow."

Tan Yiming didn't expect time to pass so quickly, he felt that they had parted again before they got along for a few days.

Tan Yiming cheered up and asked him, "Have you packed your luggage? Can you help me?"

"It's been cleaned up a long time ago." Xiang Guai unconsciously drew circles in the porridge bowl with the chopsticks in his hand, and said trivial things, "I don't have anything to take, just bring a few changes of clothes."

"What time is the flight tomorrow? I'll take you to the airport?"

"No, there is a car to pick me up."

Tan Yiming paused and asked tentatively, "... Is that Cen Manchuan?"

"No." Xiang Guess said that he had broken up with Cen Manchuan, but he swallowed it back for some reason.

Xiang Guaiwan and Tan Yiming brought up his relationship problems, always feeling embarrassed that he couldn't tell.

"It's a car for the crew, a bus that can pick up all my colleagues."

The two lived under the same roof, and Tan Yiming was a little worried that Xiang Gu would bring her boyfriend back for the night. He knows that some landlords will negotiate with tenants in advance before renting a house, and are not allowed to bring the opposite sex back to live there. However, Cen Manchuan is not of the opposite sex, and Xiang Guyu is not an ordinary tenant.

Tan Yiming is a bit self-abusing, he made one, two, three or four emergency plans in advance. He was worried that he would open his house one day and find that Cen Manchuan was really standing in his living room/bathroom/kitchen. At that time, he must not show any unnaturalness. look.

But fortunately, he and Xiang Chai have lived together for more than half a month, and have never met Cen Manchuan once.

Moreover, he vaguely sensed something was wrong—why did Xiang Gu never contact Cen Manchuan

He has seen many people fall in love, and three phone calls a day are absolutely indispensable. Even if he doesn't make calls, he has to chat on WeChat all the time, and the corners of his eyes and brows are full of joy. As long as you speak, it's always "the day my partner..." "my boyfriend said..." "my girlfriend asked me to..."

But these signs had never appeared on Xiang Guai.

Tan Yiming couldn't help thinking, could it be that the two broke up

But this idea only appeared for a few seconds, and he was stunned by himself. Xiang Guai has an independent temperament and will not stick together in love; Xiang Guai is busy with work, so he can make phone calls in the middle of rehearsal; Xiang Guai pays attention to privacy and does not want to talk about emotional topics with others...

Tan Yiming prepared thousands of reasons, telling himself that Xiang Chai and Cen Manchuan were in a stable relationship, and he couldn't get involved; but at the same time, he hoped that they would break up, so that he would have the opportunity to get close to the boy.

The two of them played riddles to each other, and neither dared to take another step forward.

After dinner, it was still early, so Tan Yiming asked Xiang Guhuan if he wanted to watch a movie.

Although there is no TV in his living room, there is a curtain hidden in the ceiling, which can be used with the projector when lowered.

Xiang Gu asked, "What are you looking at?"

Tan Yiming: "Star Wars."

Tan Yiming is not a big fan of Star Wars, but he loves this grand and romantic story. In his transparent coffee table, there is also a Millennium Falcon.

Who would have thought, Xiang Guess refused politely: "I don't like watching science fiction movies."

Tan Yiming: "!!!"

Xiang Guai said slyly, "You said that I have the right to express my dislike."

Tan Yiming: "..." He surrendered: "Okay, what do you want to watch? I have memberships for all video sites. It adds up to nearly 100 yuan a month. If you don't watch it, it's a waste."

Xiang guessed for a while: "Actually, I rarely watch movies, why don't I watch the ones you match?"

Tan Yiming: "…"

This requirement is not excessive. In the past few years, Tan Yiming can't count how many works he has played, including movies, animations, and games. After becoming a voice actor, his former classmates would occasionally send him messages saying that they had heard his voice in some movie.

Tan Yiming was extremely proud of this—but all of this ended before Xiang Gu said he wanted to listen to his works.

It's really strange, obviously he has countless fans and rich experience, but now, he has a feeling of showing ugliness in front of his sweetheart.

But unable to resist Xiang Guai's request, Tan Yiming played him a work of his own.

He is very smart, "fighting poison with poison", and chose a work starring Chen Ziran. According to the role, Chen Ziran is regarded as the second male lead. He was a playboy in the early stage. He couldn't love the heroine. He became angry and blackened.

Tan Yiming dubbed Chen Ziran's father in it, a domineering old CEO whose most common line was "You rebel!"

Tan Yiming's trick worked well, Xiang Guess didn't insist that Tan Yiming's dubbed character came out and fell down laughing.

This is the first time Xiang Chai has watched Chen Ziran's play. In Xiang Chai's memory, his impression of Chen Ziran is still the appearance of howling and howling every time he tore his crotch, but he is such a funny and responsible person. He became the second ghost boy in the play, acting handsome, pretending to be rich, crying bitterly, chasing the bus... When Xiang Guai saw Chen Ziran appearing in front of the heroine's house with a bunch of flowers on a rainy day, he finally couldn't take it anymore. Raise your hands to declare surrender.

Xiang Gu accused Tan Yiming: "You are too despicable!"

But he laughed as he talked, and he didn't look angry at all.

Tan Yiming also held back his smile and asked him, "Are you still watching?"

"You are so insincere." Xiang Gu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I don't want to watch it."

Tan Yiming never thought that he would be self-defeating, and hurriedly begged for mercy.

Xiang Guai extended his voice: "You've all seen my musicals, but you won't let me watch your movies?"

In fact, Tan Yiming's works are all over the Internet, and Xiang Gu has seen and heard a lot of them.

Tan Yiming quibble: "I entered the theater by mistake..."

Xiang Guai: "Okay! It turns out that you don't want to watch my drama at all."

Whatever Tan Yiming said was wrong, he could only admit it obediently.

The two chatted for a while, and it was getting late.

They were sitting on the same sofa, and their bodies got closer and closer. When Xiang Gu realized that, he could almost feel the heat of Tan Yiming's body.

Soon, Xiang Guai also felt hot, but he couldn't tell whether it was his body temperature that was gradually rising or the temperature passed by Tan Yiming.

He staggered a little awkwardly, Tan Yiming also woke up like a dream, and quickly moved out a few centimeters.

One of the two looked to the left and the other to the right. One for the water glass and one for the fruit. Anyway, avoid each other.

Tan Yiming coughed twice, looking for something to say: "That... By the way, I've always been curious. When you dance, you often move in circles, don't you feel dizzy?"

Xiang Guai knew that he was deliberately changing the subject, so he pretended to be lighthearted and said, "You will feel dizzy at the beginning, but you will not feel dizzy when you practice. In fact, if you pay attention, you will find that our bodies rotate and our heads rotate. The speed is different, it's called 'staying the head' and 'head shaking'."

This action was not easy to explain, so Xiang Guai simply took the opportunity to jump from the sofa to the ground, staying away from Tan Yiming.

He didn't change his dancing shoes, he just stood in front of the projection screen with bare feet, revealing scars crisscrossed by swords and knives.

The projection is bright, and because it goes into standby, it casts random, twisted streaks of colored light. Those abstract lights were projected on the boy, turning him into a stream-of-consciousness painting.

And his eyebrows, his hands and feet, are part of this painting.

He stood still, his hands on his waist.

"Take panning as an example. When we first practiced this movement, the teacher would repeatedly emphasize that no matter how we rotate, our visual focus must fall on the audience. Simply put, it is to keep looking at the audience, because I want to Leave the most beautiful side of yourself to the people offstage." As he spoke, his feet formed a T-shape, and his entire body turned diagonally backward.

When his body rotated, his head did not turn with his shoulders, but twisted, maintaining his gaze in the direction of Tan Yiming.

Immediately afterwards, his body was twisted again, and the second step was taken, but at this time his body had turned back to its original position! The head swayed quickly, and simply completed a head-retaining-head-swinging action.

"No... wait, wait, slow down, how did you turn around?" Tan Yiming rubbed his eyes, "It turned 360° in two steps, what's going on with your head? Did you turn around?"

Xiang Gu was amused, so he simply slowed down and showed him the panning dismantling.

"Turn around in the first step - keep your head, turn around in the second step - shake your head. Then connect - "

The boy was spinning barefoot, which was obviously the easiest introductory movement, but it was so pleasing to the eye. His movements are clean and neat, there is no redundancy, his legs, his waist, his shoulders, his neck, his stretched arms... Every muscle is so agile.

The projections are changing scene by scene, and the speed of his rotation is getting faster and faster.

He gradually increased the difficulty, from flat spin to four-position spin, from idling to side-leg spin.

Keep the head - spin.

Head shake - spin.

His body shattered the projection, and his feet, which had been crushed by fate, supported his weight.

A few years ago, Xiang Guai saw such a post on the Internet: If you use your major to write a love story, how would you write it

A dance student left a message: "You are the spot I am looking for every time I leave my head and shake my head."

Xiang Guess smiled, but these words were always engraved in his mind.

He sometimes asks himself, can he really find that spot

And now, in this living room, in front of the dazzling projection lights, Xiang Gu found it.

Every time he rotated, his eyes were fixed on Tan Yiming's direction.

Rotation again and again, eye contact again and again, nostalgia again and again.

From the beginning to the end, Xiang Gu's eyes did not move away.

- And Tan Yiming, too.