After the courseware oolong happened, He Yu and Xie Qingcheng explained it several times.
But Xie Qingcheng's father is too hard-hearted, and he is a professor, and other nonsense can be forgiven, but this incident makes him unable to let go. After some days, Xie Qingcheng was not very willing to pay attention to him.
It's one thing to adjust his mentality for He Yu, and it's another thing for He Yu to provoke him. Xie Qingcheng was trampled in the minefield, and it was impossible not to give the other party some color.
The sky is watching, and the opportunity to give color will soon come.
On this day, Xie Xue called Xie Qingcheng.
"Brother, Shanghai University and Medical University have a centennial celebration party, do you know about this?"
"What's wrong?"
"Oh, one of the activities is that our two schools will jointly make a film and television work. The one that is not online will be posted on the campus website, and we will also organize a party to watch the film."
Seeing that her brother didn't interrupt herself, Xie Xue continued to talk: "Although it's just a playful practice work, but because of the centenary of the two schools of Shanghai University and Medical University, the school attaches great importance to it and gave a lot of money. Let our teachers organize students of related majors to take a good photo. I think this opportunity is very rare, and I have already started to write the script seriously. Can you be a medical instructor? "
Although Xie Qingcheng was not interested in this matter, but because it was Xie Xue who spoke, he still said: "You send me the plan and I will take a look."
"Oh oh ok! Definitely! You have to cheer for me!"
Not long after hanging up, Xie Xue sent him a complete planning document. Shanghai teachers and students already have a general shooting direction, because they want to interact with the medical university next door, so in their planning draft, the name of this school birthday film and television work is tentatively set as "All kinds of sick students", a unit drama, It is about the experiences of various sick and marginalized people in society.
Xie Qingcheng was sitting in the office drinking coffee, clicked on the file and browsed through it, and found that this work needs a lot of actors. Xie Xue has already marked some roles that have been registered by the students on the file, but there are still some left. A dozen are empty.
It is reasonable to say that the students will be more interested in this lively drama, and if there are roles left, it is probably because they are not very pleasing.
He looked at it, sure enough.
Among the characters that no one cares about, some are nurses who pour feces and urine on patients, some are pregnant women with violent pregnancy reactions, and some are homosexuals who have intimate interactions with their opponents.
In the attitude of Shanghai University, even if it is practice shooting, as long as the students will be kept in school, they will ask the students to perform the actual performance, which means that if you play a nurse, you really have to pour feces and urine, when you play a pregnant woman, you really need to vomit, and when you play a homosexual To kiss and hug. In addition, this time is the 100th anniversary of the double school, so it is even more impossible to release water.
If none of these tricky roles are signed up, they will eventually have to get the strong ones.
After Xie Qingcheng read the planning case carefully, he remembered He Yu's manipulation of his courseware, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes... After thinking for a moment, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed Xie Xue's number.
"I've read your email."
He leaned back in his office chair, turned the barrel of the pen, and said slowly.
"I can be a medical director, but there is one requirement."
"What's the request? Brother, just say it!"
Xie Qingcheng's peach blossom eyes reflected a short biography of a gay character that was parked on the screen.
He glanced indifferently at the back of a string of text that took up the entire page of ppt: "I think there is a role that He Yu can try."
Although Xie Xue was puzzled by Xie Qingcheng's behavior of "bringing people into the group", He Yu was originally a student of a related major. Although people are now reading director, it is not known whether they will be in front of the stage or behind the scenes in the future.
Xie Xue thought for a while, probably because his brother and He Yu had a good relationship. After all, seeing older children since childhood, maybe his brother wanted to give the children a chance to exercise, so he readily agreed to Xie Qingcheng's request.
He Yu couldn't refuse the strong men caught by the teacher himself, so a few days later, He Yu came to the rehearsal team of the unit drama "All kinds of sick people" after leaving the evening self-study.
He is going to rehearse "Sick Love", a script unit that reflects the living conditions of homosexuality.
When Xie Qingcheng walked over, He Yu and another leading actor were playing against each other.
He Yu was originally a freshman, and he was not an acting major. He didn't need to go to Zao Gong at ordinary times, and he didn't take too many acting classes. Although he played the fifth male lead in the rescue of the grass stage crew before, the role itself resonated with him. So it's pretty easy to play. Getting a gay character at this time is a torture for him.
Xie Qingcheng leaned on the side and watched for a while - compared with the acting skills he saw in the previous class visit in Hangzhou, He Yu's performance level fell off a cliff.
No, it would be polite to say that the cliff-like slide is down, but it should be accurate to say that the East African Rift-style slide is accurate.
What is he playing? The script is about a secret and sweet private date between a male protagonist and a same-sex couple. Both of them have to show their youthful love and desire. As a result, Xie Qingcheng watched it for a long time, but didn't watch it at all. There is love in He Yu's performance, and AI's acting skills are better than his.
"How much do you love me? What are you going to give up for me?" The opponent boy was quite talented, he played affectionately, and asked around He Yu's neck.
He Yu said lightly, "I love you very much. You can give up anything you want me to do."
"Then look into my eyes."
"… "
The next scene should be that He Yu stared at his first love for a long time, suddenly his love was surging, and he couldn't restrain his head and kissed each other.
However, He Yu stared at the boy for a while, and his expression was extremely ugly. The other party looked like his first love, and he was his father-killing enemy.
"Brother, kiss me." The boy put his arms around his neck. Since he was in a play, he didn't need to care about continuity, so he saw He Yu was indifferent, so he shook his arms and said softly.
It's okay if he doesn't speak softly, but as soon as his small voice softens, He Yu can't hold back at all. He pushes him away, and asks the director with a pale face, "I'm sorry, can I borrow a seat?"
In charge of this unit is the second-year graduate student majoring in directing, and a cool senior from the special axis, she shook her head ruthlessly: "It can be discussed with others, but I can't here, I wrote it clearly when I reported the actor's request, my play is not Take a loan."
He Yu: "… "
"But now it's just a walk, you don't need to let him really kiss." The director turned to the boy again, "And you, don't use too much force, you have to let Young Master He overcome the psychological problem, yes No? After all, he's not you, you're a famous gay guy in my school, and he's a straight guy famous in my school."
The little boy is quite happy to be called gay. He is not the same as the kind of comrades who hide and hide, but he is too extreme. He thinks that everyone must accept LGBT, otherwise they should open the coffin of history and seal all heretics to Cixi. Lafayette was buried with him.
He Yu is a relatively restrained person. He is homophobic, but he will not say it directly. The little boy thinks that he is also the type that can be bent, and he acts enthusiastically.
So Xie Qingcheng bullied He Yu and deliberately asked He Yu to play this role, which was also a snake and seven inches. He looked at He Yu's motion sickness, his face was almost as blue as the sour plums on the branches of May, and he finally felt more comfortable—
He Yu was good at taking care of him when he was a child, but since the two of them repeated, He Yu's heart and height went up together, and he no longer looked down on him, and dared to compete with him.
It wasn't until now that Xie Qingcheng sneered at his helpless appearance, and finally found the feeling that he had crushed him.
He thought about it, Rao Shi had a serious and cold face, and the edges and corners couldn't help softening a little.
It's so funny.
"Yo, Professor Xie." The director saw that the medical guidance of "The Sick Patient" was coming, and it happened that he was taking an intermission at this time to give He Yu time to adjust, so he chatted with Xie Qingcheng.
"He Yu really can't do it. He played this role too badly."
"Yes."
"Hey, if you don't tell him, you tell him about the homosexual group and it's like a normal person. What's the difference in love? You see him acting like a dead person, I really can't stand it... "
Xie Qingcheng lit a cigarette and said, "Then call him over."
As he said, he thought it was noisy here, so he went to wait behind the stage curtain in the rehearsal room.
After a while, He Yu with a livid face brushed the floor and rolled the curtain and came in, the red velvet curtain fluttering behind him. The place was covered by a curtain and there was no one else. As soon as he came in, he slammed Xie Qingcheng against the wall, with great force. The smoke between Xie Qingcheng's fingers fell into ashes, and he pressed him tightly on the cold wall.
"Xie Qingcheng, do you want me to kill you?"
Xie Qingcheng was also very tall, and was held by He Yu, but he did not appear weak.
His peach blossom eyes looked at He Yu indifferently: "I said you must learn to be calm under any circumstances."
"… "
The soft sarcasm smelled of tobacco, lingering in the breath of the two, Xie Qingcheng whispered: "You don't understand?"
"… "
"Let go of me."
A few seconds later, He Yu thought that he couldn't really strangle him, and pushed Xie Qingcheng fiercely.
"You know I hate gays and let me play."
"What?" Xie Qingcheng raised his hand and bit the cigarette. From He Yu's point of view, he could vaguely see his white teeth, "You can't even overcome this emotion, what else are you talking about."
"You are avenging private revenge."
Xie Qingcheng smiled and mocked: "That's it. ... What can you do with me?"
"… "
"Let's play well." Xie Qingcheng raised his hand to straighten He Yu's collar, and behind the dim curtain, he raised his eyes and looked at the young man who was tormented by him.
"I'm very optimistic about you."
"—He Yu, come back! Start!" the director outside shouted.
He Yusen stared at Xie Qingcheng for a while.
"You wait for me."
Xie Qingcheng said casually, "Go."
He Yu went out again with a sullen face.
The rehearsal begins again.
This time it was even worse. He Yu looked like motion sickness before, but now it looks like seasickness, the kind that kills him. The more that boy pestered him, the more he wanted to take him into the play, the more fiercely he resisted. It's just that the cow doesn't eat grass and presses its head.
In the following time, He Yu and the boy performed the plot a few times, but He Yu's performance was too bad. The interpretation of every line and every action could list no less than ten mistakes, and none of them went smoothly. of.
Director Cool Sister shouted again: "Ka!", and then rolled up the script and scolded He Yu: "Ancestor! Are you a robot? Can you ease your body movements a little bit! Don't act like you're going to be raped? You love him! You love him very much! He is your first love, you are only fifteen years old, you are naive and reckless, you think very well about the future, you have the courage to fight against the whole society, Do you really understand this kind of feeling? Big brother! It's been the fifth time! Can you be distracted!"
It's also a shame that He Yu has a good temper in the eyes of the public, and his anti-social personality has not been exposed to the public. Everyone thinks that he is a model of the top ten students of three good students, so he dares to slap him in the face like this.
But He Yu really didn't have the energy to hold revenge for senior sister, he was almost forced to fall ill by the too hot and sincere eyes of the boy.
As soon as Senior Sister got stuck, he let her scold him, raised his hand to cover his forehead, pressed his throbbing temple, and walked a few laps in place to calm down.
While going around in circles, he saw Xie Qingcheng, and was so angry that he almost rushed over in public and strangled the culprit of the culprit, who was leaning against the wall with his long legs crossed.
Xie Qingcheng sneered at him, lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, and returned to him in his own way. So after three seconds, the phone in He Yu's pocket vibrated.
"... I'm sorry director, I have a message, I'll take a look and start."
"Look at it! You're so bad and so many things!"
He Yu clicked on the message that Xie Qingcheng had just sent him in full view.
"Godfather" has sent you a message.
"Godfather" was a note He Yu gave to Xie Qingcheng, because he felt that he was too much like a feudal patriarch, and sometimes he was even more of a father than his own father.
Xie Qingcheng: Very dedicated, I am waiting to see your kiss scene.
He Yu's expression instantly became extremely cold, which startled the girl next to him: "What's the matter?"
Xie Qingcheng turned his head and pursed the corners of his mouth, looking cold and quiet, He Yu's madness seemed to have nothing to do with him.
He Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and Xie Qingcheng stared at Xie Qingcheng without blinking, his eyes seemed to hold Xie Qingcheng firmly and nail it to the wall: "...It's okay."
At this moment, the director of Senior Sister came from her unique loud voice: "Ah? Is that so? Does it make sense?"
Everyone was successfully attracted to the director's attention. It turned out that the actor's director had said something to her in the past. She was very surprised and looked at each other suspiciously.
But this senior at least respects the seniors. She hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "That's okay, it's okay to try it, just do as you said. Anyway, his acting is bad enough."
After finishing speaking, the director waved to He Yu from a distance: "Junior, come here!"
He Yumen asked himself that he had not been afraid of anything in his nearly 20 years of life, but when she beckoned, he was a little reluctant to step forward.
Xie Qing crossed his long legs and sat on the chair with an indifferent face, urging him with his mouth: "Go."
He Yu had no choice but to stare at Xie Qingcheng with a look of "You're dead! Wait for me!", and then walked towards the director as if he were on the execution ground.
Unexpectedly, the director opened his lips and lightly wrote down a few words that no one thought of: "He Yu, try another opponent first."
He Yu was stunned for a moment and frowned: "Change opponents?"
"Yes." The director waved his hand and replied impatiently. She saw He Yu's opponent playing the little boy was also shocked and wanted to protest. Without waiting for him to speak, she immediately reassured, "It's just a temporary change, don't worry, be quiet, there's not much time tonight."
Then he continued to He Yu: "Choose whoever is present, pull any cat or dog as you like, as long as you look at it. Give you time to communicate, and let me see the effect by performing a short segment."
He Yu didn't know why at first, but then he realized something, narrowed his eyes, then turned his head slowly, licked the roots of his teeth when he turned back, and didn't even hide his teeth when he grinned.
"You don't have to pick a director."
He looked at Xie Qingcheng, who was still in a good mood leaning against the wall to watch the play, and smiled:
"Just him."
Director: "...you want to play against our medical director?"
"Can't you?"
The director looked embarrassed and whispered to He Yu: "You can change it, he is not from our school, and he is such a famous professor, it is difficult to handle."
"I don't have any feelings for other people. I just think he's a little more pleasing to the eye." He Yu gently said, "Sister, let me try it with him."
The director of Cool Sister is fierce and fierce. After all, she is still a straight girl of steel. It is difficult not to be shaken by the gentle coaxing of the handsome guy.
"Well, that's fine... Then I'll go talk to him... "
"No. I know him, I'll just go and talk to him." He Yu smiled, and the person had already walked towards Xie Qingcheng.
Xie Qingcheng had vaguely heard their conversation, and watched He Yuchao walking towards him with a subtle expression on his face. He Yu was very polite in front of outsiders, very gentlemanly held Xie Qingcheng's hand, and led him behind the curtain of no one.
As soon as the red curtain fell, the gentleman's face changed.
From mild-mannered to scumbag.
He Yu leaned over in the rolling red tent, pressed against Xie Qingcheng's neck, and whispered softly, "Professor Xie, have you ever thought about it, there is still a kind of retribution in this world, called retribution in this world."