After Cao Ye spoke, the interview continued to move forward. Then Liang Sizhe stopped doing things and resumed his usual answering style.
Liang Sizhe has his own way of being interviewed. When it comes to the film itself, he answers prudently and professionally. If he talks about other topics, he likes to make a joke or two, so after an interview, the rhythm is controlled by him in a relaxed manner. Aside from the fact that the topic of fighting at the beginning needs to be edited later, the rest of the interview can almost be used directly as a promotional video.
Suddenly, Cao Ye thought that after winning the award for "Wang Chuan Zhi Chuan" a few years ago, the number of scandal objects exposed by the media skyrocketed, and social media was also booming at that time. Even if he deliberately did not pay attention to the reports about Liang Sizhe, There's also no way to completely avoid related news.
One day, while browsing a social networking site, a female film critic he followed posted a comment about Liang Sizhe, saying that he was "frivolous and serious, indulgent and self-denying, full of contradictions and attractiveness", a repost of this short comment. The amount was quite astonishing. At that time, he quickly crossed over the news, but he did not expect to be able to recall it word for word.
Cao Ye stood a few steps behind the camera, and he could clearly see the image on the small screen of the camera. The lighting was in place. When Liang Sizhe with wet hair looked down at the wound, his fragility flashed. When he looked up to be interviewed, he returned to that easy-going look.
Cao Ye couldn't help but think of the phrase "Are you really angry?"
That tone, like treating yourself as a child.
I've seen this a few times over the years, and I've always had this feeling. It wasn't obvious when Yin Si got along. They got along like their peers. But when I saw Liang Sizhe again, he looked at his eyes and spoke to him. , as if treating him like a child.
It was obvious that he was only two years and three months older than him.
Seeing Liang Sizhe being interviewed step by step, he had nothing to do with himself, Cao Ye planned to leave, he did not disturb Liang Sizhe, walked behind Song Qingyan, lowered his head and whispered into her ear: "Then I will go back first."
"Okay," Song Qingyan immediately looked up at him, "then I'll see you off."
"No, just stare at the interview." Cao Ye glanced at Liang Sizhe who was being interviewed.
When he turned to go out, the rain had not stopped outside, and the raindrops fell on the canopy overhead. Cao Ye remembered that he didn't bring an umbrella.
When he came, Xu Anqiao took him over with an umbrella, but now Xu Anqiao was busy with his umbrella. Cao Ye looked around, but did not see Xu Anqiao.
The rain is a little lighter now, and it is fine to go out directly, but he has always hated the feeling of rain falling on his body, so he is very reluctant to go out to get in the rain unless it is absolutely necessary.
Cao Ye remembered that the last time he was in the rain was ten years ago, at four or five in the morning. It was just dawn. He was standing at the entrance of Lanyan. The whole alley was gray. The whole building was sleeping. Going out the door, carrying the camera on his back, he walked down Yinsi Street in the rain with his head down, feeling that the alley was really long. I didn't know how long it took to get a taxi. When I got in, I was soaking wet. The driver was not willing to take him at that time, for fear that he would get dirty in the wet, so he added money to get on the bus.
He had not slept all night and was drenched in the rain, so that after that day he had a severe cold, fever and cough, and it took him a long time to recover.
He still remembers the wet and greasy feeling of the clothes sticking to his body, and he still feels uncomfortable when he thinks about it.
Just as he was about to borrow an umbrella from any staff member, Liang Sizhe's voice sounded behind him: "Didn't you bring an umbrella?"
Cao Ye looked back, Liang Sizhe did not know when he finished the interview and walked behind him.
"Well, are there any extra umbrellas?" he asked.
"I'll take you off," Liang Sizhe stretched out his hand towards Song Qingyan, took the umbrella that she handed over, and said to Song Qingyan, "You wait here, I'll pick you up later."
"No, no," Song Qingyan hurriedly waved her hand, how dare she ask Liang Sizhe to come back to pick her up, "I still have a small handful in my bag, I'll just hit it in a while, Brother Sizhe, you can go straight to the car after delivering Mr. Cao. "
"Okay." Liang Sizhe responded, opened the black umbrella in his hand, and turned to look at Cao Ye: "Let's go, where did you park your car?"
"Next to the crew RV." Cao Ye followed him out.
When Liang Sizhe and Song Qingyan walked over with umbrellas just now, they seemed to think that the umbrella was quite big from a distance, but now two tall men are sharing an umbrella, no matter how big the umbrella is, it can't hold two people. Fully covered.
The umbrella handle was visibly tilted towards him, causing Cao Ye to feel a little uncomfortable. No one has been so kind to him in these years. Lin Yan and Chi Mingyao's friends are also kind to him, but they are careless among friends and good for them.
But Liang Sizhe's kindness to him is different. It is the kind of subtle goodness, which seems to be missed by the slightest mistake. For Liang Sizhe, he doesn't seem to care whether the goodness he gives will be noticed. . Ten years ago, under the name of Cao Xiuyuan, he installed an air conditioner for himself. Ten years later, he seemed to carelessly hold the umbrella over his head on a rainy night. Cao Ye couldn't tell what was the difference. , but Liang Sizhe's actions poked a little pantothenic acid in his chest. That sentence popped up in my heart again - oh, why is this.
Forget it, reconcile, reconcile, Cao Ye looked at the skeletal hand holding the umbrella handle, and thought that Liang Sizhe had his own difficulties, and he was too naive, so he had to kidnap him and stand with him. aside. In the end, he couldn't hate Liang Sizhe, and he said a lot of harsh words at that time, such as "Being friends with Liang Sizhe, he is his grandson" and so on. and fell empty.
Holding an umbrella together, their bodies were very close, and their shoulders touched their shoulders. The two didn't speak at first, and the sound of rain falling on the umbrella was particularly clear.
Cao Ye thought of the topic he had just discussed with Xu Anqiao, and he couldn't help looking at him curiously and asked, "Why did you hit reporters back then?"
"What's the reason for fighting? If you're not happy, you fight," Liang Sizhe said lightly, looking at him, "Just like when you fought that producer back then."
Cao Ye said, "I didn't—" I fought for you. Half the words, the second half of the sentence was swallowed hard, and I didn't want to mention it. I was young and frivolous, I didn't understand shit, and things were messed up in a mess.
"What is it?" Liang Sizhe turned his face to look at him, and raised his eyebrows inadvertently.
"It's nothing, talking about you, don't talk to me."
Liang Sizhe smiled, didn't answer the question just now, changed the subject and chatted with him, "Are you sleepy?"
"Alright."
"I haven't slept all night, so driving so far back is considered fatigued driving?"
"You want to report me?"
"It's not too much to invite you to dinner without reporting you, right?"
"Where is the door still open in the middle of the night..."
"Eat whatever you want in the car, it'll be dawn after eating, I won't stop you if you want to go."
Cao Ye was a little tempted by his proposal. He didn't realize anything at first, but when Liang Sizhe mentioned it, he felt really hungry. This is a long way, thinking that I have to drive dozens of kilometers to go home, I feel a bit of a headache, and I will just find a driver for a while.
"Don't you want to know why I called a reporter back then?" Liang Sizhe added, "It's not that I don't want to tell you about this, but it's just too long and I don't know where to start, so let's talk while eating in the car."
"Okay." Cao Ye responded.
As soon as he got in the car, Cao Ye could see that Liang Sizhe's RV was not rented by the crew, it should be his own, otherwise the interior decoration would not be so complete, and it looked no different from a simply decorated home.
Think about it too, Liang Sizhe has been filming all the year round, and an RV is a necessity for him.
"I'll take a bath first, you sit and wait a while." Liang Sizhe put the umbrella at the door to dry the water, took a pair of slippers from the shoe rack and threw them in front of him, "Put them on."
Cao Ye changed his slippers and walked into the car, this feeling of home became more obvious.
Liang Sizhe also changed his shoes, took a change of clothes from the hanger and went to the bathroom. Cao Ye's eyes fell on the gauze he had just wrapped on his arm - the gauze had been wet by the rain.
Cao Ye saw the sloping umbrella handle and the bulging veins on Liang Sizhe's arm when he was bandaged.
Cao Ye said to his back: "The gauze is wet, do you want to ask the doctor to come over and wrap it again?"
Hearing this, Liang Sizhe raised his arm and looked at it, then untied the gauze with his other hand, and threw it into the trash can: "Let's talk about it after taking a shower later." His tone didn't sound too concerned.
Liang Sizhe walked into the bathroom. Just as the bathroom door was closed, Song Qingyan came over with an umbrella. He got into the car and took the umbrella to greet Cao Ye, "Mr. Cao, are you here too?"
"Well, is the doctor still there?" Cao Ye asked her while standing at the door, wanting to go out with an umbrella and call the doctor again.
"It's gone, what's wrong?"
"Go?" Cao Ye frowned slightly, "Liang Sizhe's wound was wet from the rain, and he removed the gauze."
"Ah?" Song Qingyan was stunned for a moment, "The wound that was just wrapped..." He raised his voice in the direction of the bathroom a little anxiously and shouted, "Brother Si Zhe, the doctor specially told you to pay attention!"
"Song Qingyan." Liang Sizhe heard her voice in the bathroom and called her.
"here I am!"
"Have the rice hot, let's get one more hot." Liang Sizhe said through the door.
"Understood!" Song Qingyan responded, busy taking out iodophor and gauze from the drawer under the TV cabinet, and said to Cao Ye, "I'll simply wrap it up for Brother Sizhe in a while, fortunately, the wound in the previous wound The sand and other things have been dealt with... Mr. Cao, please sit down." She put the iodophor and gauze on the table, and did not forget to greet Cao Ye, "The meal will be hot in a while."
Cao Ye responded, walked to the long sofa and sat down. The space in the car was not large, and the sofa alone took up half of the living room. The sofa is very soft and it is very comfortable for people to sit on. Cao Ye thought that if he designed the interior layout of the RV himself, he should have freed up most of the space for the sofa. The moment of falling into the sofa makes people feel relaxed, so he prefers the sofa to the bed.
For example, he is now slumped in the sofa, his head resting on the back cushion, and he feels a little sleepy from the comfort.
The lunch box was probably put into the microwave oven and started to heat up. The smell of rice wafted from the side. The sound of water in the bathroom and the crackling of raindrops on the windows were mixed together. The smell and sound made it easy to relax. Cao Ye Leaning back on the sofa, listening to the sound of rain in his ears, his sleepiness became stronger and stronger.
In a daze, the body leaning on the back of the chair involuntarily slid to one side and fell onto the armrest of the sofa next to it. The armrest was soft to the touch, and the headrest was very comfortable on it.
Just squinting for a while, before falling asleep, Cao Ye said to himself that he woke up in a while.
After Liang Sizhe took a shower, she pushed the door and came out of the bathroom. Song Qingyan was standing by the dining table and turned her head to look at the sofa. After hearing the movement in the bathroom, she turned her head towards Liang Sizhe and said in an angry voice, "Brother Sizhe, Mr. Cao seems to be asleep. now…”
Liang Sizhe turned his face and glanced at Cao Ye, who was lying on the sofa. After a while, Cao Ye seemed to have fallen asleep, breathing evenly, as if he hadn't heard all the movements around him.
"It's only been a few minutes..." Song Qingyan couldn't believe it, and asked Liang Sizhe's opinion, "Do you want him to get up for dinner?"
"Let him sleep." Liang Sizhe thought for a while and said, "Let's talk about it when you wake up." After that, he took a few steps to the side, raised his hand and turned off all the headlights on the roof, leaving only the kitchen area. A dim wall lamp.
"Take the box lunch back to the house and eat it," Liang Sizhe said to Song Qingyan, "you can rest for a while after eating."
"Oh, good," Song Qingyan nodded and replied, "Can I wrap the wound for you?"
"I'll disinfect it with iodophor." Liang Sizhe said, walking towards the coffee table, and bowed to pick up the iodophor.
He always said one thing, and no one could persuade him to make up his mind. Song Qingyan had already figured out his temperament, so he lightly took the box lunch and went back to one of the bedrooms.
Before closing the bedroom door, she couldn't help but glance at the living room. Liang Sizhe stood in front of the coffee table with iodophor, and looked down at Cao Ye. The dim light was like a still movie frame.
The light of the wall lamp is very soft, wrapping the young actor who became famous at a young age and has been tempered by the media and public opinion to be invincible. It was a momentary illusion, Song Qingyan felt that Liang Sizhe at that moment was a little gentle.
When she closed the door, she couldn't help but guess, what was Liang Sizhe thinking? Did he and Cao always know each other? It should be, after all, Liang Sizhe is the young actor that Cao Xiuyuan brought out, and Cao Ye is Cao Xiuyuan's only son. With this relationship, the two don't know each other for no reason. What's more, they call each other by their first names. Obviously, their relationship is not shallow, but the old acquaintances are a little unfamiliar, making it difficult to understand the true relationship between the two.