Ou Shaowen was silent for a while, "Then I want to see you, see you tomorrow."
Ou Renjin did not answer immediately.
"Song Yijiu said that the competition will be under closed management for three months. Then I won't be able to see you for three whole months." He was not only afraid of these three months. He was wondering if Ou Renjin would never see him again when he came back from the competition.
"I'm a little busy tomorrow." When his reply came from the other end of the phone, Ou Shaowen still had a blank expression on his face. The disappointment in his heart rose to the air, but was suppressed by Ou Renjin's words.
"But I can see you now. Want to come out? I have about three hours to show you around."
"Yes." Ou Shaowen answered firmly.
"I can't drive today, ask Uncle Li to take you here. I'm at the archery hall on Xinyu Road. Uncle Li knows the location."
Originally, for Ou Shaowen, forcing Uncle Li to drive at night when he could have been resting was something he always avoided. But when Ou Renjin said this, he suppressed the little bit of guilt he felt towards Uncle Li in his heart.
He almost ran the distance from the living room to Uncle Li's room. He knocked on Uncle Li's door, poked his head in, and said softly, "Uncle Li, I may need you to take me to a place."
Ou Shaowen had just walked into the archery hall, and the moment he looked up he saw Ou Renjin. He was wearing special archery gloves and arm guards, with one eye slightly narrowed, his head tilted, his face stern, and the arrow shot out with a "pop" and hit the bull's eye directly.
The entire archery hall was empty, with only lights on at the entrance and the two targets where Ou Renjin practiced.
"Ou Renjin!" He called him from a distance, his voice so loud that it echoed in the venue.
Ou Renjin turned around and looked at him, a smile appeared on his originally cold face. "Come here." He waved to him.
Ou Shaowen walked over quickly, and after a few steps, he started running. Ou Renjin smiled and stopped him, "Hug me if you want, but don't jump on me. I don't have the strength to catch you now."
When he finished saying this, Ou Shaowen had already arrived in front of him. He really restrained his strength, and after a seemingly fierce run-up, he gave him a gentle hug.
Ou Renjin still held the bow in one hand and gently patted his back with the end of the bow. "Have you eaten?"
"Um."
"What do you eat?"
"I had shredded chicken and garlic shrimp. They were delicious, but a little salty. I drank a lot of water afterwards. What about you? What did you have for dinner?"
"I forgot, I ate with the director, it was a mess, I didn't taste anything." He was a new director that Qimeng had just signed. His low-budget debut had a pretty good box office, and later he made art films. No one in China was interested, but he won several awards abroad. Ou Renjin had seen several of his films and felt that he was quite talented in controlling the plot, so he personally ordered him to be signed, preparing to train him more and take over Qimeng's aging director.
When they first met, the director was not aware of his habit of never drinking and toasted him enthusiastically throughout the whole meeting. He sometimes had a strange principle. No matter what impression he had of others, he would get angry or be indifferent next time, but he would never embarrass others when they first met. Therefore, he was almost exhausted by refusing to maintain the situation again and again.
As expected, I should meet Ou Shaowen. I am so tired today, I should give myself a reward.
They hugged each other quietly for a long time. Ou Renjin pushed him away, and he let go.
He began to look around, staring at the arrow tail stuck in the center of the target with interest, and exclaimed: "Ou Renjin, you were so handsome just now, I was a little moved."
"Do you know what it feels like to have a heartbeat?"
"It's that feeling where my heart is pounding and I really want to rush up to you and hug you."
Ou Renjin smiled, changed the subject, and handed the bow to him, "Come and try it, let me also experience the feeling of being so moved that I want to rush up to you and hug you."
He stood aside, guiding Ou Shaowen step by step on how to hold the bow. His voice floated in his ears like silk, forcing Ou Shaowen to take several deep breaths before he could concentrate and hear the meaning of his words clearly.
"let go."
A short sound of arrow shooting was heard, and the first arrow hit the seventh ring directly.
"That's amazing." Ou Renjin stepped aside and said, "Try it a few more times yourself."
Ou Shaowen stood still, and each of his subsequent arrows never reached beyond the seventh ring. He got closer and closer to the bull's eye each time, and finally, after one arrow hit the bull's eye, he seemed to have been programmed with the correct and precise program, and could easily hit the same spot the next time.
"I'm pretty good too, right?" He turned around and asked for praise.
"Yes, very good. Better than me and everyone I know."
Hearing his exaggerated praise, Ou Shaowen looked away a little embarrassedly. He glanced at the target in front of him, and his eyes unconsciously fell on the clock beside him, "Half an hour has passed. Time flies."
Ou Renjin checked his arm holding the bow and said softly, "Stop being a spoiled child."
"Huh?" He looked confused.
“It’s okay. I’m just praising you for being so cute.” He confirmed that Ou Shaowen’s arm had no bruises, and took another bow from the side. “Let’s compete. If you win, I’ll give you a reward.”
"Is it the kind of reward that can achieve the requirements?" Ou Shaowen blinked, looking forward to it.
"No, I will decide on the reward. It's up to you whether you want it or not when the time comes." Ou Renjin walked to the target to clean the arrows on it. Ou Shaowen lagged behind him a few steps.
"Okay." Although I can't let Ou Renjin live in the villa directly like before, it is still worth the surprise to receive a reward from him.
"Can you beat me?"
Ou Renjin walked back to where he was standing, and Ou Shaowen, the follower, came over and stood there obediently, "I don't know either."
"As a genius, you don't have such little confidence? If you can't win, there will be no reward. So think it over and answer me again." Ou Renjin glanced at him. His expression was still gentle, but it made people feel a little stern.
"We can win." Deep down in Ou Shaowen's heart, he actually has this kind of confidence. He has always been able to do well in things related to body control.
"Okay." Ou Renjin narrowed his eyes and shot an arrow. "Each person shoots five arrows. Add up the number of arrows. The one with the most arrows wins."
Ten rings!
Ou Shaowen also shot an arrow, the ninth ring was just a few inches away from the tenth ring. He had just changed his position while walking, so he needed to find a new reference point when comparing again.
Ou Renjin curled the corners of his mouth and shot ten rings with another arrow.
This time, Ou Shaowen followed closely behind. Although he didn't hit the bull's eye, he also fell within the ten-ring circle.
The last arrow, 39 to 40.
Ou Renjin's hand holding the bowstring paused slightly, and the arrow shot out at a slight angle and landed at the eighth ring.
He moved his shoulder that was pulling the string, and it was unclear whether he was simply explaining or putting pressure on Ou Shaowen, "Nine rings is a tie, ten rings you win."
Ou Shaowen's eyes were full of determination and confidence, and his tone was unusually arrogant, "Then I must win."
The bowstring popped out with a "snap" sound, and Ou Renjin squinted his eyes to confirm the position of the arrow, and sure enough, it fell steadily and straight into the red heart.
He clapped his hands lightly and raised his eyebrows at Albert Ou teasingly, “It really makes me want to hug you.”
Ou Shaowen curled his lips and laughed happily, “Then hug me.”
Ou Renjin ruffled his hair and said, "Let's not do that. Now that I've hugged you, I'll just take this hug as my reward."
He looked hurt by the false advertising, "How can this be considered a reward? Only things I can't get easily can be considered a reward."
"Then when you come back from the competition, if you can make it to the final ten and successfully debut, you will also receive a reward. I'll give you both at that time."
"Okay, that's settled then." Ou Shaowen was extremely happy, even happier than when he won the archery match just now.
Ou Renjin looked down at the time and said, "Let's go back. It's getting late."
"Isn't it only been less than an hour? You said before that you had three hours to accompany me." His mood immediately dropped, like a rabbit with its ears drooping.
"Yes." Ou Renjin had his own bad taste. "It's been almost two hours since I called you. If I take a car to drop you off at the gate of the community, isn't that enough?"
The way Ou Shaowen unconsciously pouted was so funny that he couldn’t help but poke his cheek, “Let’s go, don’t let Uncle Li wait for us too late.”
He said he would take him to the gate of the community, but because Ou Renjin's residence was closer, Ou Shaowen didn't want to trouble Uncle Li to take him home and also come out to take Ou Renjin home, so he suggested that Uncle Li take Ou Renjin back first.
"The distance is not far, and we can drive there quickly." Uncle Li turned his head and looked into Ou Renjin's eyes in the rearview mirror.
"It's too much trouble. Please send me first."
Mr. Ou agreed, and Uncle Li nodded, "Okay then."
Before getting off the car, Ou Renjin held the door and said the last words to him, "Keep going, I look forward to seeing a different you in the show."
"I will make my debut." Ou Shaowen pursed his lips, his expression determined.
He smiled gently, stood up, waved to him, and then signaled Uncle Li that he could leave.
Uncle Li really didn't stay for a moment and quickly started the car. When Ou Shaowen turned around and leaned on the seat back to look back, Ou Renjin had already turned around and walked inside, and even his back was quickly hidden in the shade of the trees.
He felt tired, as if all his strength was quickly drained away.
Archery is really fun! But it seems to be a bit exhausting. Otherwise, why does he feel so exhausted at this moment that he has no strength to do anything and even blinking is so tiring.
In the last two days, Ou Renjin really didn't contact him again. On the morning of the day when the filming started, Ou Shaowen took the initiative to send him a message, saying that his phone would be collected soon.
He responded quickly—
It doesn’t matter to me. I’ll be seeing you on TV in half a month anyway.
It doesn't matter to me either.
Ou Shaowen didn't know why, but he felt inexplicably angry. He took out his wallet and found the photo of the kiss on the cable car in the empty wallet. Of all his photos, this one was the only one that showed the back of his head, yet Ou Renjin's face could be seen most clearly.
Anyway, I can see you every moment.
Ou Renjin sat in his office, glancing at his phone from time to time, but Ou Shaowen did not reply. He waited for more than ten minutes, finally turned on his phone and took a look, then put the phone upside down and began to deal with his work attentively.
"Mr. Ou?" Xiao Liu has now taken over Guan Qijun's job and become his personal assistant. He has an active personality and sometimes is not as well-behaved as Guan Qijun in the company.
Just then, he pushed the door open, poked his head out from the crack, and smiled foolishly at him, "Mr. Shao Wen gave me something before he left by car this morning and asked me to pass it on to you."
"Come in, what is it?"
Xiao Liu took out a box from behind and handed it to him. "I don't know either. It seems to be a gift. Take your time to look at it. I'm going to leave first."
He was very sensible when he went out and knew to close the door quietly.
Ou Renjin laughed, took out a utility knife from the drawer and carefully cut open the package.
Then, he saw the gift that Ou Shaowen had agreed to give him, which was his favorite gift.