Give Way, You’re Blocking My Road to the Yellow Springs

Chapter 11: Festival

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It was quiet for two seconds, then hung up again.

It was almost zero when I finally drank.

Everyone stumbled out, and the little star helped Lu Wanqiu, who almost fell. The window in the corridor was open, and the cold wind blew in, which made his mind a little clearer.

He suddenly felt that something was not right: "Director Lu, we are finishing the banquet, won't the screenwriter come?"

From the start of filming until now, the screenwriter has not appeared once. This script cannot be written by Lu Wanqiu himself.

"screenwriter?"

Lu Wanqiu tilted his head and looked at him: "Little Ye Ye said he didn't want to come, so he didn't come."

The little star was stunned for a moment: "Little Leaf?"

Lu Wanqiu hiccupped: "Bai Ye, didn't I live with you?"

The little star stopped and patted his head, making sure he heard it right, and grabbed Lu Wanqiu, who was still going forward: "Director Lu, are you talking about... my cousin?"

Lu Wanqiu stared at him for two seconds, woke up three minutes after drinking, and scolded himself for talking too much.

The little star refused to leave.

She had no choice but to sigh: "The script was written by him when he was in college, and I was his brother's classmate. At that time, I liked the script and wanted to make an appointment with him, but then something happened to him. , the script has not been changed."

"I don't know where he went. Suddenly he came back to me one day to talk about changing the script again, and he recommended you to me."

"He was also afraid that you would think too much, so he didn't let me tell you. In fact, I decided to ask you for you because I really thought you were very good."

Lu Wanqiu talked a lot, and when it came to the last words, he was a little confused, and was first supported by his assistant.

The little star stood alone in the empty corridor, the snow had not stopped outside, and a few stars could be vaguely seen above the night.

He held the phone and walked out slowly. I tried to dial that number several times.

He should have understood.

Where can there be such a suitable script for him, why does the male lead have scars on his face, and why does his line habit resemble his.

No luck ever befalls him, except to meet the young master.

The call is connected.

The young master said perfunctory: "Well, um, I know, it's over, right?"

The little star's throat was sore: "Well, don't hang up."

Young Master: "I'm not hanging up."

Little Star: "I can't spend Christmas Eve this year. Would you like to spend it with me next year?"

The young master did not speak.

The little star felt that maybe he drank too much, and his heart rhythm was a little abnormal.

He pushed open the hotel door, holding the phone in his right hand, trembling a little: "Would you like to?"

Someone stood in front of him, reached out and took his phone, and put it back in his pocket.

The little star stared blankly at the young master who appeared here wearing a heavy down jacket, and rubbed his eyes.

The young master said, "I didn't watch the TV series tonight, so I went to answer your call, so I just came to look for you."

He leaned closer again and looked at his flushed face as he drank, his eyes were smiling.

"Why wait for next year? We can live together now."

"Of course next year is fine, and the year after that is fine!"

19.

New Year's Day is coming soon.

The young master's restaurant approved the fake approval very early, and even gave him a big red envelope.

Before New Year's Eve, the two went to the supermarket again, and the squirrel seemed to be stuffing the trunk of the car to the brim.

After moving all the New Year's goods bought into the house, the young master sat in the middle of the floor and patted the pork and the sausage, very satisfied: "Just these things make me feel like I can stay at home for half a year without going out."

The little star opened a bag of potato chips and ate it: "I don't have to go out for the past two weeks."

Lu Wanqiu's TV series had just finished casting roles, and the start time was set for a year later.

During the casting, he ran into Xiao Xianrou again. Surprisingly, this time his performance was much better than before, and he got a third male with a lot of roles.

Lu Wanqiu was worried that he would have an idea in private, and explained: "This time the TV series has a relatively large investment, so there are other investors joining in, and the casting is not made by me alone."

The little star couldn't help laughing at Lu Wanqiu's thoughtfulness: "Director Lu, I'm not so careful. The crew is not created by my family. I have no opinion on who you choose. You don't need to take care of me too much because of Xiaoye Ye."

Speaking of this, he recalled the fact that he told Lu Wanqiu that the young master was his cousin, and wanted to dig a hole in the ground in embarrassment.

There is simply no silver 300 taels here.

Lu Wanqiu never mentioned this matter again. I don't know if it was an illusion. He always felt that Director Lu looked at him with the kindness unique to elders looking at juniors.

On New Year's Eve, the two worked together to get a carp and cooked a few side dishes, even if it was a New Year's Eve dinner.

Both of them ate absentmindedly.

The little star asked, "Did you call home?"

The young master is very frank: "I'm embarrassed to fight, will you fight?"

Xiaoxing: "... I called in the afternoon, and they hung up on me."

The young master didn't know what to say, and after a while he said, "Then I won't fight anymore, there's nothing to say."

After dinner, I sit on the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala, chatting with each other, and the bags of snacks are placed on the coffee table and can be reached by hand.

Xiaoxing said: "I ordered a piano, and it should be delivered on the eighth day of the new year."

The young master was taken aback: "Why did you buy a piano?"

Little Star: "Put it in the living room, I want to hear you play the piano."

Young Master: "How much is it?"

Little Star: "Eight hundred thousand."

The young master looked at him in shock: "Big Bo'er, if you have 800,000 yuan, you can go to my restaurant and book a place. I will sit there and play for you and still get paid for the first half of the year."

Little Star: "… "

He really never thought of such a thrifty plan.

Little Star: "I just want to listen to you play at home, I can hear it as soon as I get home, I will read the script next to you, the rice is steamed in the pot, and when the living room is full of fragrance, we will eat, and I will wash the dishes. ."

The young master imagined the picture he described, and his eyes were slightly warm. He lowered his head and reached out to get another box of cakes. When he touched it, the shape of the box was a little small.

Grab it and take a look - Durex.

"… "

Young Master: "... When did you put it in?"

The little star nodded silently.

Art is so tainted.

On the day when the piano was installed on the eighth day, the young master pressed him on "Good Luck", which he played more than 20 times.

20.

The two really stayed at home for half a month. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, when the TV series was about to start, the little star walked out of the house and looked at the sun as if it was a lifetime away.

After the New Year, everyone gained more or less weight. Lu Wanqiu pinched the little star's waist and sighed, "Let's do two sets of push-ups when you get up in the morning."

Little Star: "… oh."

Most of the actors this time are those he has never worked with, and the most familiar one is actually Xiao Xianrou.

Xiao Xianrou has restrained a lot in the crew, and did not deliberately come over to talk to him like he did in the last audition.

The scar on the little star's face has faded a lot, and it can basically be covered with a little makeup.

The actor of the male protagonist is the actor who won the award three years ago, and the little star got the second villain in the play. He is an uncle who grew up with the male protagonist.

The little star knows how much he weighs, and when he doesn't have a role in his role, he takes a notebook and writes notes on the actor's field.

Not everyone knows what's going on with the starlet and her ex-boyfriend, but it's really bad to talk about grabbing resources. The little star followed and took notes for a few days, and the actor looked at him with a hint of dissatisfaction.

The little star also felt it, and was a little overwhelmed, so he could only stay away, wondering if it was okay two days ago

Until one day at noon in the bathroom, I heard Xiao Xianrou chatting with people about himself.

"You ask why Qi Jing always follows behind the big movie king?"

"Why is that? If you leave a gold master, of course you have to find the next one. The actor is a rich second generation, so what resources do you have?"

Little Star: "..." Huh

The little star was about to laugh angrily, everyone was an adult, and it was the first time he had seen such an undisguised rant.

Xiao Xianrou is not yet twenty, and he is four years younger than him. Looking at such a watery green onion, how could it grow crooked like this

He felt that he had to talk to Xiao Xianrou. In the past, he wanted to grab resources from him subjectively? Even a grudge shouldn't bring emotions into the crew.

Before he could find free time, an old friend, Cheng Qi, appeared in the crew.

Cheng Qi greeted the actors in suits and ties, smiling like a breeze, looking no different from when they parted a year ago. At that time, he often went to the crew to visit his class, and it was like this calmly establishing a good relationship with everyone.

Xiao Xing watched him take off his sunglasses and chat with Lu Wanqiu, and the air became magical for a while.

He only knew that there were other investors in this drama, and he never expected that one of them still had Cheng Qi. He is sure that if he is not in the crew now, he will not hesitate to find a pot of boiling water to pour him over.

Even more magically realistic, after Lu Wanqiu left, Cheng Qi found a place to sit down. He watched helplessly as Xiao Xianrou brought him a glass of juice.

No one noticed this except him.

The little star suddenly had a bad feeling. Taking a few steps to the left, I happened to see Cheng Qi's movement when he took the cup.

As he expected, Cheng Qi hooked the handle of the cup with his index and middle fingers, his little finger was slightly raised, and he quickly scratched at Xiao Xianrou's palm.

- This action is too familiar to him. Every time he did it in the past, he would look around worriedly, making sure that no one was there.