Wen Zezhen did not go to the concert after all.
Qu Youhe said earnestly, "Brother Tseng, you are so famous that you can be recognized even if you make a zongzi."
Wen Zezhen let out a muffled "Oh".
Qu Youhe comforted, "Don't be dissatisfied, your cp has climbed to the fifth super talk."
Wen Zezhen was not happy at all, "but Rongrong hasn't replied to me for five hours."
Qu Youhe, "… "
Wen Zezhen was a little resentful, "It's clearly written in the humanities that Rongrong is very sticky to me..."
Qu Youhe instantly turned pale in shock, "You still read fanfiction!!"
Wen Zezhen paused for a second, then looked away, "Respect the fruits of others' labor."
Qu Youhe, "Haha." See through.
The STAR-T men's group's performance ended perfectly, and then took over several competitive variety shows. It just so happened that the recording of the album was also coming to an end soon, and Rong Yuheng was very busy for a while.
Even the invitation from Rong Congyan to go home could only be postponed temporarily.
In the program Rong Yuheng and the others recorded, there is a variety show called "Invincible", which requires the guests to pass the obstacles set up by the program team in the fastest time to reach the end point.
It was only after all STAR-T members went to find out that Zhou Shubai actually participated.
We are all friends from the Star Creation period, and we haven't seen each other for a long time. Especially Zou Yi, when he saw Zhou Shubai, he rushed up, stuck the person under his armpit, and shouted,
"Little Master, long time no see!"
Rong Yuheng watched in horror... I don't need to see you again after a while.
Zhou Shubai was caught by Zou Yi and screamed, and immediately slapped the latter's arm fiercely, "Zou Yi, do you want to shark me so that I can inherit my wealth!!"
Huang Jianing was unable to complain, "Where did he get the right of inheritance?"
Rong Yuheng made up for the knife smoothly, "Zou Yi can adopt Shubai as his son, Kekeke~"
"… "
The injury was quickly transferred to Rong Yuheng.
A few people quarreled for a while, and the show began to be recorded. The artists who participated in the show introduced their identities one by one, and then went up to challenge one by one.
If it's not your turn, either stand on the sidelines to cheer, or sit in the audience and eat melons.
Rong Yuheng and Zhou Shubai sat together and turned to ask him, "Where's the spirit behind you?"
"… "
Zhou Shubai reacted for two seconds, "You mean my brother? After the production was finished, my uncle took him back."
Rong Yuheng was silent.
The use of "capture" is quite visual, it was a little hard for him to imagine the scene where such a mad tyrant was always captured, but he seemed to be accustomed to seeing Zhou Shubai's expression.
Rong Yuheng, "Then he won't take roles with you in the future?"
Zhou Shubai said lightly, "He will escape again."
"..." Rong Yuheng's lips moved, and his eyes fell on the Chongguan venue in front. An artist was rolling down the slope, but he got up and climbed up again and again...
Rong Yuheng praised, "Judging from the current situation, your brother is more inspirational than you on the road to becoming a god."
Zhou Shubai choked for a second, then shook his head, "This can only be regarded as a process of mutual restraint between us."
"… "
The topic about a certain surnamed Ba was quickly turned over, and Rong Yuheng turned to care about Zhou Shubai's drama, "Did you shoot well, I didn't hear you say how long it took to finish the drama."
"It's going well, it's just finished a few days ago."
Rong Yuheng nodded.
The two chatted for a while, then it was their turn to play.
When entering the venue, the host also asked Rong Yuheng, "What is Rongrong thinking when he sees these levels in front of him?"
Rong Yuheng heard the words, and there was a trace of reminiscence in her clear eyes, "I think of Teacher Su Yuyin by the Daming Lake."
"… "
The recording of the show was not completed until after dinner. The STAR-T members pulled Zhou Shubai to eat together. A group of people were chatting lively when Rong Yuheng saw a WeChat message pop up on his phone.
[Xunguang]: Rong Goose!
Seeing this title, Rong Yuheng shrunk his chin into two folds: ?
[Xunguang]: "I want to escape from here every day" is finished [Duanzi Jumping]
[Rong Yuheng]: Scattering flowers...? [flower][flower][flower]
[Xunguang]：…
Zhou Shubai, who was on the side, turned his head to catch Rong Yuheng's "bad behavior", and immediately condemned, "Rong Xiaoji, why are you looking at your phone when you eat!"
Rong Yuheng maintained a confused look and turned around, "Does your white and soft screenwriter have a group post to share the joy of finishing the film?"
Zhou Shubai was confused by the same paragraph, "Why do you want to post in groups, will your happiness be doubled?"
Rong Yuheng fell into deep thought, "Maybe it will be passed on..."
The two were intensely discussing whether mass posting happiness would increase, pass on, or feed back happiness, and Xunguang's WeChat came again.
[Xunguang]: I want to say that the next one is already in preparation, you are ready to prepare.
Rong Yuheng, "..." This subtext is a bit hidden too deep.
[Xunguang]: I can recommend you to the director, but you must pass the audition and the script will be sent to your agent in a few days
[Xunguang]: Chong for the Lord, you are the eagle that I saw in my eyes among thousands of people! [punch punch]
Rong Yuheng, "..." So what is he
[Rong Yuheng]: Okay, I will prepare carefully when my agent has reviewed the script [Sea Otter Bixin]
[Xunguang]: [Dumplings compare hearts]
…
A few days later, Shi Qiu really received the script. When she showed Rong Yuheng the thick stack of scripts, the hazy face finally became brighter than the sky and clouds.
"Director Qian Xinlei prepared the TV series "The Travel in Suyi" and asked you to audition for the first male lead."
Rong Yuheng was first shocked by such a serious name for two seconds, and then approached with a hesitant attitude - he saw the big "Xunguang" in the screenwriter's name.
Rong Yuheng, "..." Okay, that's right.
"Suyi Kexing" is adapted from the novel of the same name, with an ancient overhead background.
After joining the fifth-ranked gang in Jianghu, the protagonist Huaiqing became the favorite of the group by virtue of sand sculptures; later, disputes broke out in Jianghu, and the senior members of the gang gradually retreated to Jianghu and threw the gang to Huaiqing.
Huaiqing believed that his skills were not deep, so he gave the position of the leader of the gang to his friend, the top expert in the gang, Ji Yan. But he didn't want to be indecisive when he took the position, and the new recruits recruited by the gang acted in various ways. On the one hand, he couldn't bear to deal with the newcomers, and on the other hand, he persuaded Huaiqing to know how to be patient...
The gang leader's indulgence fueled the arrogant arrogance of the new people, and they turned on Huaiqing's head, slandering Huaiqing for coveting the gang's public bank. Heiyan knew that Huaiqing was not such a person, but in order to calm things down, he chose to remain silent.
Huaiqing's heart was completely cold at this point, and he flung his sleeves and left the gang that had worked hard for eight years, and embarked on the road of roaming the arena.
…
Rong Yuheng turned to the last page of the script - only to see the end ten years later.
All the rivers and lakes of the past surrendered to the imperial court, and all the gangs gathered in the suburbs of the capital, kneeling under the city gate to honor the grace of God.
A man in commanding armor stood on the top of the tower, looking down at the crowd in Wuyang.
However, in Huaiqing's eyes there was neither the arrogance and indifference that raised his eyebrows, nor the resentment and resentment that he thought about the past.
I saw his loving eyes like a warm spring breeze blowing through everyone, and a gratifying smile hung on the corner of his mouth:
Little fools, let me turn you all into sand sculptures.
Rong Yuheng, "...?"
The turning point at the end was too steep, Rong Yuheng didn't regain his senses for a while, and then turned the script forward with frowning - that is, the period from Huaiqing's journey to the court.
Ten minutes later, he put down the script and looked up to the sky in amazement: It turned out that the ending was not a sudden change in the style of painting, this drama is simply a sand sculpture throughout!
He was almost deceived by this serious title and the brief counter-attack style at the beginning and the end!
Shi Qiu had read the script in advance, and if she could show it to Rong Yuheng, it meant she thought it was feasible.
"You haven't filmed before, so I don't know if your acting skills can pass the test, but it's okay... I looked at the character design, and you can perform in your true colors."
Rong Yuheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he always felt that Shi Qiu also began to connotate him.
It can be seen that Xunguang really wants Rong Yuheng to play the role of "Huaiqing". She came here every day to give Rong Yuheng a little cooking, to send some dry goods on performance, and to help him understand the role.
[Xunguang]: I believe that my vision can accurately capture the incarnation of the character in reality!
In Rong Yuheng's mind, Qiu Jianlun, who threw money at the sky that day, appeared in his mind, and he immediately agreed.
[Rong Yuheng]: I haven't acted yet, and I'm afraid I'll be punched by the director. [sea otter cry]
[Xunguang]: No, the directors I have met are very gentle~
Rong Yuheng's typing action was stagnant.
The words came out of the Zaun poet's mouth with little credibility.
It happened that the concert and the team's variety show had come to an end, so Rong Yuheng closed the door to concentrate on honing his acting skills, intending to fully understand the role before the audition.
After studying the script for half an hour in the room and performing it in front of the mirror five or six times, he decided to go out of the room to test the results of his practice.
In the living room on the first floor, Zou Yi, Bian Chen and Tang Ji were playing cards.
Rong Yuheng sneaked over the dog, stood still in front of several people, and started his performance as soon as he released his aura—
I saw him pick up the tea cup on the table, raised his head and drank the tea in the cup!
In order to highlight his heroism as a person in the Jianghu, Rong Yuheng also deliberately opened the corners of his mouth on both sides, letting the pale yellow tea gurgled down his chin...
The poker trio, "… "
Rong Yuheng was already fully immersed in the performance at this time. He raised his arm and rubbed the corner of his mouth fiercely.
"What a fierce boy to pee...!"
The poker trio stared at him deeply, then lowered their heads and continued to play poker.
Rong Yuheng's splendid performance ended. Seeing that there was no response from the three of them, he immediately tilted his head unwillingly, "How was my acting?"
Zou Yi didn't lift his head, "What did you play?"
Rong Yuheng, "That performance just now! You just look at the acting, are you embarrassed?"
Bian Chen raised the card in his hand and frowned, "What kind of acting skills, don't you usually do this - right Q!"
Rong Yuheng, "?"
He put his last hope on Tang Ji, the only honest man, "Tang Tang, what do you think?"
Tang Ji gave him a kind look, "Are you bored and want to play? I'll let you when I finish this game. To A,"
Rong Yuheng was numb. He turned around dumbly and went back to the room, slammed the door shut, and stuffed the script that he had turned over a dozen times into the drawer.
He doesn't need to grind any more.
…
Of course, as a well-behaved and qualified hamster, Rong Yuheng did not forget to tell his owner Wen the mixed news.
The two were talking on the phone, and when Rong Yuheng finished his narration, he heard two almost indiscernible "furfur" sounds from the receiver.
Rong Yuheng frowned for a second, "You are laughing at me again!"
Wen Zezhen quickly restrained his expression to appease him, "No, no, I'm happy for you."
Rong Yuheng scorned, "Oh, the owner."
"..." Wen Zezhen immediately changed the subject without revealing a trace, "By the way, how long did you audition for this drama? Who is the director?"
Rong Yuheng was successfully distracted, "Next Monday, the director is Qian Xinlei."
Wen Zezhen said "um", "Okay, I see."
After hanging up the call with Wen Zezhen, Rong Yuheng realized that his brother Pearl had also called in just now.
He hurried back and the phone rang and was picked up.
"Hey?"
Rong Yuheng felt a little guilty after hearing Rong Congyan's voice, "Brother."
Rong Congyan's voice was as usual, "Xiao Heng, are you busy during this time? We are going to stew a chicken at home on the weekend. Come back and make up for it."
Rong Yuheng did the math, and he did not go back for half a year. If he really wanted to join the group later, he would definitely be even busier. Just when he had time this weekend, he agreed,
"Then I'll go back on Saturday."
Saturday 10:40am.
Inside the Rong family's mansion, strands of singing drifted across the lawn through the closed doors and windows and spread outside the gate.
Rong Yuheng stood at the entrance to the garden, lost in thought...
After a moment, he dialed Rong Congyan's phone, and the phone was picked up after a few seconds of ringing. The latter's voice was full of anticipation, "Xiaoheng is back?"
Rong Yuheng pursed his lips, "Didn't you say that "Beijing Welcomes You" was going to be released, did you release it?"
Rong Congyan paused for a second, then said, "Another welcome song is on."
"What track?"
""Good Luck"," Rong Congyan's voice was gentle, "you go home, it is our good luck."
"Let me hear?"
"..." There was silence on the other end of the receiver for a few seconds, and then Rong Congyan's voice was a little vacuous, "I'm in the bedroom, so I might not be able to hear clearly. Immediately, I'll listen to you in the corridor."
The sound of footsteps and the sound of the door opening followed, and then a festive and cheerful melody broke into Rong Yuheng's eardrums through the receiver, faintly matching the rhythm of the sound overflowing from the door of the villa.
"Good Luck" indeed.
Only then did Rong Yuheng let go of his suspicious heart, "I see, this is coming."
After that, he unlocked the door with his fingerprints and pushed in.
Passing through the entrance garden, the moment the villa door was opened, the high-pitched singing rushed out of the entrance!
Rong Yuheng greeted the singing with a satisfied smile... He walked into the hall with the enthusiastic "Good Luck" and closed the door with his backhand.
With a "click", the door closed, isolating the noise from the outside world, and the singing in the living room became clearer.
Rong Yuheng's movement of changing shoes suddenly stagnated, and his brows gradually gathered—the tone was still the same, but after listening carefully, the content was quite different.
Only a clear female voice echoed throughout the hall:
Tie a double knot and wrap a big sack
Take out the pots, bowls, iron pots and sticks
You call me a big scallop, you call him a little piggy
You should know that one day the debt will be repaid!
…
cheat back, cheat the dog back
Lie back to the puppy and lock it up again
Cheat back, let's get together
Facing the scorching sun, feel the love of father and son~!
... Rong Yuheng's pupils shrank slightly, and the shoe in his hand fell with a click.
- He was deceived! !
The author has something to say: Rong Yuheng (gritting his teeth): It was born from the same root, so why is it too urgent to fry each other!
Rong Congyan (with a leisurely look): The same words are sent to the former you.