The word "student" touched Xia Xingcheng. He didn't expect to hear such a comment from He Zheng. It was far more important than the word "good actor". He stared at He Zheng with wide eyes.
Yang Youming bumped him lightly with his elbow, "Don't you call me teacher?"
Xia Xingcheng opened his mouth, and suddenly felt embarrassed. He noticed that everyone at the table was staring at him, and even He Zheng looked at him with a smile on his face, and finally called out in a low voice: "Teacher."
Lu Nianxin immediately said, "That's not good. It's still sneaky to recognize a teacher. You have to pick up a teacup to serve tea to the teacher, and you have to kowtow according to the previous rules."
Xia Xingcheng glared at Lu Nianxin, then looked at He Zheng, he wanted to hear what He Zheng said, no need.
As a result, He Zheng leaned on the back of the chair with his upper body crooked, with a lazy smile on his face, and said, "I think I can still stand this cup of tea, you can see for yourself from the first time you made a movie. How much progress has been made so far, should you thank me and Lao Yang?"
Xia Xingcheng couldn't help looking up at Yang Youming.
As a result, Yang Youming sat up straight, stretched out his hand and asked Ding Wenxun to take a clean tea cup from the table, filled a cup of tea by himself, pushed it in front of Xia Xingcheng, and said, "I don't need it, Mr. He's cup is what it should be, hurry up. Go."
When Xia Xingcheng stretched out his hand to hold the tea cup, he saw that everyone at a table looked at him with a smile, and even the little internet celebrity who came with Lu Nianxin took off their headphones and watched him serve tea with great interest.
He didn't even know if these people were teasing him.
Xia Xingcheng stood up with a teacup, Lu Nianxin suddenly clapped his hands and shouted "Okay!"
All the people at the nearby tables looked this way.
Xia Xingcheng took a deep breath and made himself look more generous. When he walked in front of He Zheng, he first bent down and said, "Teacher, please have some tea."
He Zheng did not immediately reach out to take it.
Xia Xingcheng gritted his teeth and really planned to kneel down.
At this time, He Zheng hurriedly reached out his hand to stop him. He took the tea cup and stood up again. He smiled at Xia Xingcheng and said, "You don't need to kneel. I should drink this cup of tea." After speaking, He Zheng raised the tea cup. drink up.
Lu Nianxin coaxed beside him and whistled.
At this time, the guests were almost all here. When Chen Hailan came in from the reception hall, he heard Lu Nianxin whistle and came over and asked, "What's so lively?"
Lu Nianxin said to him, "He Zheng has a student here."
Because Chen Hailan came over, all the guests in the banquet hall looked towards them. Many people should have heard Lu Nianxin's words.
Xia Xingcheng couldn't stand it anymore, and his face turned red.
Yang Youming probably saw that he was a little embarrassed, and waved to him, "Come back and sit."
Xia Xingcheng quickly walked back to his seat and sat down, breathing a sigh of relief.
Yang Youming raised his hand and patted his back, put his hand on his back, looked at He Zheng and said, "Should I be the first to think of your student when there is a good movie role in the future?"
He Zheng laughed and said to Yang Youming, "Don't worry, there will be many characters suitable for him waiting for him in the future. But the premise is to be down-to-earth and play the current role to the best of his ability."
Chen Hailan stood behind Xia Xingcheng, stretched out his hand to squeeze his shoulder, and said, "Our Xingcheng is fine, right?"
Xia Xingcheng was so embarrassed that he had to nod his head and say, "Mm."
From that day until the end of the meal, Xia Xingcheng felt that many people were talking about him. Of course, he couldn't hear what other people said, but the inquiring eyes could always be clearly felt. Two or three people approached and secretly watched him while chatting privately. Naturally, they were discussing what happened just now.
Chen Hailan invited them to sit down and drink tea in the tea room upstairs of the hotel.
When Xia Xingcheng was about to leave, even Ren Jingyuan came over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "That's right, I got into He Zheng's circle." I understand that Xia Xingcheng was originally a second-tier star, but how did he sneak into the mainstream movie circle soaring into the sky.
Xia Xingcheng didn't know what to say, so he forced a smile and quickened his pace to chase after Yang Youming and the others.
The tea room upstairs has many private rooms of different sizes. After Chen Hailan went to settle the other guests, he accompanied Yang Youming, He Zheng, and Ding Wenxun to sit down and drink tea in the quietest private room.
A banquet was also arranged this evening. If guests are willing to stay for dinner, they can drink tea and play cards in the hotel. Lu Nianxin took the small internet celebrity to play cards.
Yang Youming and the others were leaving in the afternoon, and Chen Hailan deliberately freed up the afternoon to chat with a few old friends.
Chen Hailan asked Xia Xingcheng to play with the young people. Xia Xingcheng didn't want to go, so he sat on the sofa in the tea room and listened to them chatting. Maybe the environment was too warm and he felt sleepy after a while, so he simply fell on the sofa and thought about it. Take a nap.
"Go open a room to sleep," Chen Hailan said to him.
Xia Xingcheng said, "No, I'll just lie down for a while."
He closed his eyes and heard their voices become lighter. After a while, someone lightly covered him with something. He knew that it was Yang Youming's coat, warm and soft. He couldn't help shrinking his neck, burying half of his face in Yang Youming's jacket, his head was groggy, and he fell asleep after a while.
Xia Xingcheng didn't know how long he had slept. When he woke up, the whole tea room was quiet. He opened his eyes and found that Yang Youming was alone.
Yang Youming was sitting at his feet, holding a small shiny teacup with his slender fingers, handed it to his mouth and raised his head slightly to drink the tea in the cup.
Xia Xingcheng didn't speak, but sat up with support, turned his head and feet, and lay down on Yang Youming's legs.
Yang Youming lowered his head and looked at him with a smile: "Are you awake?" As he spoke, he reached out and helped him put his coat over his body.
Xia Xingcheng said, "Where did they go?"
Yang Youming said: "Ding Wenxun left beforehand, Chen Hailan sent him out, and He Zheng went to a place to smoke."
Xia Xingcheng blinked twice, as if his eyes had not yet fully opened, "Are they coming back?"
Yang Youming didn't know what to think, he laughed and said, "They should be back, it's too late."
Xia Xingcheng felt that he probably didn't wake up, so he yawned and asked, "Why is it too late?"
Yang Youming touched his hair with his fingers, "Anyway, I'm too late, I don't know about you—"
"It's too late for me!" Xia Xingcheng suddenly realized what he was talking about, and people became more energetic, "I'll be very persistent. Brother Ming, you've become bad, and you don't look like the original you."
Yang Youming asked him with a smile, "What was I really like?"
Xia Xingcheng reached out and hooked a button on Yang Youming's shirt collar, "It turned out to be a serious male god, but it turned out to be a hypocritical appearance."
The corners of Yang Youming's eyes were curved, and his eyes were very gentle, "Male God is for others. For you and me, I am an ordinary man, and I think what ordinary men would think."
Xia Xingcheng stopped his movements, looked at him quietly for a while, and said, "Why don't we try it before we can?" After speaking, he couldn't help laughing, and his body lying on the sofa kept shaking with laughter.
Yang Youming waited for him to get tired of laughing and asked him, "Would you like some tea?"
Xia Xingcheng nodded.
Yang Youming leaned forward a little, picked up the teapot on the table, filled his own small cup with a cup of tea, patted Xia Xingcheng on the shoulder and told him to sit up and drink, but Xia Xingcheng refused and insisted on lying down to drink.
"I'm afraid you will choke," Yang Youming said.
Xia Xingcheng said, "You take your time."
Yang Youming lowered his head and carefully poured the tea from the cup into his mouth, but there was still tea flowing out from the corner of his mouth. When the cup of water was finished, Yang Youming took a tissue from the table to help him wipe his mouth.
At this time, Xia Xingcheng heard footsteps approaching the sliding door of the tea room from the outside. He subconsciously wanted to sit up. Yang Youming said to him, "Don't worry, it's Chen Hailan."
Soon, the sliding door was pulled open, and it turned out that Chen Hailan appeared at the door.
Xia Xingcheng had already sat up, and Yang Youming's coat slipped off the lid.
Chen Hailan smiled naturally, raised his hand and closed the door, and asked at the same time, "Xingcheng woke up?"
Xia Xingcheng sat upright on the sofa embarrassed, and handed the jacket back to Yang Youming.
Yang Youming asked Chen Hailan, "Ding Wenxun is gone?"
Chen Hailan came over and sat down opposite them, nodded and said, "He's gone now, he's busy now." , "Your plane tonight?"
Yang Youming said, "It's more than seven o'clock."
Chen Hailan added tea to his cup, then took a clean cup and put it in front of Xia Xingcheng, slowly poured a cup of tea, and said, "I can't keep it for you if you want to have dinner."
Yang Youming said to him, "There are still opportunities in the future."
Xia Xingcheng was actually a little thirsty, but the tea cup was too small, and he couldn't quench his thirst with just one sip. At this time, he picked up and drank the water in the cup in one breath.
Chen Hailan kept looking at him, and poured him a glass when he finished drinking.
Xia Xingcheng thanked Chen Hailan, took the cup and continued drinking. This time, he was not in such a hurry, so he took a small sip.
Chen Hailan looked at Xia Xingcheng with a slight smile and said, "Xingcheng is a good boy."
Xia Xingcheng was still holding the quilt, and looked up at Chen Hailan strangely, as if he didn't understand what he meant.
However, Chen Hailan looked at Yang Youming and said, "I can't tell when Lao Ding and He Zheng were there just now. In fact, when I saw you this time, I think you seemed in a much better mood than the days before and after the divorce."
Yang Youming raised his hand and wrapped his arms around Xia Xingcheng's shoulder, "Old Ding doesn't know, He Zheng knows."
When Chen Hailan heard the words, he nodded, "Yes, He Zheng definitely couldn't hide it, after all, he was the first to ask you to film." After speaking, he took a sip from his teacup and continued, "Before, I don't even want to bring up Yuan Qian in front of you and mention your divorce, it seems that it doesn't matter now."
Yang Youming said: "In fact, there is no need to mention what has already happened. That is Yuan Qian's decision. She can live happily now."
"She is definitely not as happy as you," Chen Hailan said with a smile.
Yang Youming also smiled, pinched Xia Xingcheng's earlobe, and said, "Didn't you say everything, Xingcheng is a good boy."
Chen Hailan looked at Xia Xingcheng and said with some emotion, "Xingcheng is more suitable for you than Yuan Qian."
Xia Xingcheng drank the tea in the teacup once again. He put the teacup on the table and looked at Yang Youming.
Yang Youming touched his hair and said to him, "Be good."
Later, they didn't stay for too long. He Zheng urged them to go to the airport when he came back from smoking. Today, the loss of the crew for one day's work stoppage is already great, and the shooting tomorrow cannot be delayed any more.
There was Ling Jiayue who went to the airport with them.
Since getting in the car, Ling Jiayue has been sitting quietly in the back seat by herself, reluctant to say a word of superfluous words, staring out of the car window with a preoccupied look.
He Zheng wanted to smoke in the car.
Xia Xingcheng hurriedly stopped him: "Teacher, you should stop smoking. And there are girls in the car. You have no public morals."
He Zheng rolled his eyes and looked at him, "You don't want to call me teacher at noon, why do you feel ashamed in front of outsiders?"
Xia Xingcheng was embarrassed by what He Zheng said, and whispered: "Of course not, it's just that there are too many people and I'm nervous..."
He Zheng used the finger holding the cigarette: "I can't get on the table."
Xia Xingcheng stopped talking.
Yang Youming just smiled and patted the back of Xia Xingcheng's hand and said to him, "Don't worry about those, just be yourself happily."
He Zheng sneered, obviously disagreeing with Yang Youming's opinion.
Later, when waiting for the flight at the airport, Xia Xingcheng whispered to Yang Youming, "I always thought that Director He didn't like me."
"Why do you think so?" Yang Youming said.
Xia Xingcheng thought for a while, "I'm not as good as Ling Jiayue's performance, I think he should be quite disappointed in me."
Yang Youming sat on the soft sofa, with a book in his hand casually spread out on his lap, and said, "You forgot why he asked you to play Fang Jinyuan?"
Xia Xingcheng was stunned for a moment, recalling what He Zheng said to him when he first found him, and said, "He said he wanted to shoot a friend's story, and thought I was like his friend."
Yang Youming said softly, "You are like his friend, why does he hate you?" After that, he picked up the book on his knee and turned a page, "He has always liked you."