On the balcony of a high-rise building without cameras, in the afternoon of Linxia, the temperature of the hot lips makes people dizzy.
The man kissed very unreasonably. Wen Li, who was still in a state of excitement and irritability the last second, was caught off guard. When she came back to her senses, she was already close to his chest, stepped on his feet, and was forced to He raised his waist and raised his neck to send the air out of his mouth.
Then the irritability turned into a puddle of water in an instant, and his deep breathing was in his ears, which slowly became moist with the rubbing of his lips and teeth. Wen Li tried to push his chin, but her fingertips touched his kissing force The mandible was thin and sharp, and the actor's instinct prompted her to quickly imagine how sexy his jaw line would be on the screen if a camera shot at this angle.
The kisses exposed to the sun are getting hotter and hotter. Under the clear sky, all the buildings in the sight of the high-rise buildings look cold and angular. The sound of sirens and various noises pierces the air. On the large balcony of more than ten square meters, two The soft human body clings to each other to exchange breath in this lazy afternoon.
In the end, their exchange of breaths came to an abrupt end in Wen Li's growl of "there is a camera".
When the balcony door was pushed open again, the staff in front of the monitor immediately came forward again.
Wen Li was the first to come out, fanning her face with her hands while walking towards the bathroom.
"Why is it so hot before the summer vacation..."
She complained softly, then closed the bathroom door.
After a while, Song Yan also came in. The man was not as particular as Wen Li, so he went straight to the sink, turned on the tap and simply washed his face.
"..."
So why are you chatting on the balcony when it's so hot outside? The point is that you're still chatting on the balcony without a camera. It's really not for the show crew at all.
Wen Li didn't know how long she had been hiding in the bathroom. When she came out, she was sneaky, shaking her head from side to side like a hamster out of a hole to check for the enemy.
The staff in front of the monitor probably guessed who Teacher Wen was hiding from.
And the one she was hiding in got into the study long before she came out.
Then Wen Li slipped into the bedroom smoothly and never came out again.
"This is hiding from Teacher Song." One of them guessed, "Did they have a fight on the balcony just now? Teacher Wen sounded really angry just now."
Another young female choreographer shook her head: "It's not like, it's so calm after the fight?"
"Then why not? With a camera, can we still fight? It should be a cold war after the quarrel ended without result."
The female director said with some concern: "Ah. It's because we didn't say hello to Mr. Wen in advance during the class visit that we arranged, so they quarreled? Wouldn't we be scolded when the show was broadcast?"
Now that artists participate in variety shows, if there is any link that makes the artist feel wronged, there are many fans who scold the show crew, scold the script, scold the staff, and some even organize other fans to change their avatars to form a collective boycott.
The female choreographer is young, she has not graduated for a few years, and her psychological quality is obviously not as good as other colleagues.
"There must be no quarrel. Wen Li is a frequent visitor to variety shows, and many reactions are for the effect of variety shows, so I won't be angry with Song Yan just because of a visit to the class."
The experienced director comforts the director.
The female choreographer said in a daze, "Then why...do they hide from each other?"
In the huge house, the study and the bedroom seem to be the most trusted safe bases for Song Yan and Wen Li. As long as they are shooting indoors without a script, one of them will always occupy the study and the other the bedroom.
Although one person and one room are the norm, but in the past, at any rate, there was no communication at all. When Song Yan was making coffee, he would ask Wen Li if he would drink it, and when Wen Li was making homemade nutrition and fat-reducing meals, he would ask Song Yan if he would eat it.
As time passed, seeing the sky getting darker and darker, the people in the room remained silent.
Wen Li was still lying on the bed, and Song Yan was still sitting in the study.
Having been in the industry for many years, the intuitive director of variety shows crossed his hands, stared at the monitor, and said in a deep voice, "I have a strong intuition that I seem to have missed a very important scene."
—
I missed a very important picture.
It was so important that Wen Li lay down from afternoon to night, still thinking about this scene.
It's not that she and Song Yan have never kissed before, and they have done it in a deeper way.
But those were lying on the bed late at night, uncontrollable, normal physiological needs, so she was not used to it, like a little girl who was molested, who dared not even look at him after being kissed, and pushed him away directly. Ran.
When the staff came to the door at night, the doorbell rang several times. Wen Li didn't want to open the door at first, but thinking that the camera was still taking pictures, so she was suspected of playing big names, so she reluctantly got up from the bed and prepared to open the door.
As soon as she came out, Song Yan had gone to the entrance one step ahead of her and opened the door for the staff.
Hearing the movement in the bedroom, he turned to look at her. Wen Li's face froze, and he clenched his lower lip unconsciously.
Song Yan's Adam's apple moved, and his lips parted slightly.
At this time, the staff member who came to the door with tools spoke first: "I'm really sorry, when we installed the camera, we left the place on the balcony. Now we are going to reinstall it. I hope the two teachers don't mind."
"..."
"..."
So the scene before they entered the balcony in the afternoon was indeed photographed.
Then the program team came over to reinstall the camera because they didn't take pictures on the balcony.
Wen Li felt ashamed, but couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
She couldn't help but glared at Song Yan, the man was also very embarrassed at this moment, he pursed his lips and murmured a few times.
The staff was setting up a tool ladder to install a camera on the balcony, and the female choreographer who came to the door handed the two teachers the newly revised script of the fourth episode.
The cooperation between the fourth issue of the script and the Chengdu Municipal Government is mainly for the convenience of tourism promotion, as well as the public welfare link of going to the countryside to help farmers and the poor. Therefore, guests need to travel at public expense to go to Chengdu to record the fourth issue.
This plan had already been communicated with all the guests before the first version of the script came out. The teams of Song Yan and Wen Li had already made preparations, and they could set off after packing their luggage.
While the two teachers were reading the script, the female choreographer scratched her head and boldly asked Wen Li: "Teacher Wen, in the afternoon, were you angry because of the class visit we arranged?"
I finally forgot! Why do people always mention the balcony!
Seeing the self-reproach on the female director's face, Wen Li could only bite the bullet and say, "No."
"Oh." The female choreographer breathed a sigh of relief and asked again, "Then why did you and Mr. Song stay on the balcony for so long? Are you arguing?"
Wen Li: "...No, we're chatting."
Female choreographer: "Chat?" Then she looked at Song Yan.
Song Yan nodded: "Chat."
The female director nodded: "I see..."
After being cleared up, she decided to go back and tell the director that it was just a chat, not an important scene, so there is no need to be so regretful.
After the staff installed the cameras on the balcony, they left one after another.
There were only two people left in the family, and the embarrassment that crawled from the soles of the feet to the whole body surged up again.
Wen Li wanted to go back and forth to the bedroom and continue to lie down, but Song Yan didn't go back to his study and went to the bedroom instead.
She followed into the bedroom and turned off the camera directly, without giving the program crew a chance to peep.
Camera crew: "..."
Well, today I can get off work early again to have supper.
Song Yan took out the suitcase from the cabinet, and was planning to pack the clothes that he was going to wear in Rongcheng in a few days. He didn't like to waste time on matching clothes, so he simply handed over the professional matters to the styling team. The fashion depends entirely on One face is completed, and these private servers are already matched in complete sets, and they can be packed directly.
Wen Li has more fuss than him in this regard, and has a lot of small ideas. It takes much more time than him just to think about which small jewelry to wear with private servers.
So she was not in a hurry to pack her luggage overnight, anyway, she would definitely not be able to finish packing in one night, so she might as well wait until tomorrow.
When Song Yan was packing clothes into the suitcase, one hand suddenly pressed on the clothes.
He looked up at her.
Wen Li looked back boldly, her tone was stiff: "Apologize to me."
Song Yan's tone was very light: "What are you apologizing for?"
"You in the afternoon—" After a pause, Wen Li put it another way, "If it wasn't for the fact that there is no camera installed on the balcony, your bestiality would have been filmed, and the show would be broadcast at that time, how much would it do to me? Do you understand the impact?"
"What effect?"
"Broad daylight, broad daylight, you, to me—" Wen Li took a deep breath, and tactfully shouted, "Then what!"
Song Yan rubbed his brows. He had already realized how embarrassing his inexplicable impulsive behavior in the afternoon had been to both of them because of the fact that the staff came to repair the camera. Parry.
Tucked into double ponytails and wearing a short skirt, her legs wrapped in white baseball socks, and her face with baby pink makeup, the dancing scene lasted until Wen Li arrived home in the afternoon, she changed back to her usual dress, but look After arriving at her, the pure and vigorous Wen Li was still in his mind.
The whole body is as sweet as if soaked in honey.
Song Yan was finally amused when she saw her face asking questions, and said in a casual tone, "So? What effect will it have on you, Teacher Wen? Huh?"
Wen Li thought about it, and it seemed that it really didn't matter.
What is she being hypocritical about
It's just kissing, and it's not a forbidden behavior. Even children in kindergarten will kiss on the cheek to show friendship. She and Song Yan are not kindergarten children, so what if they mouth to mouth.
Seeing her dull expression, Song Yan asked again: "Does Mr. Wen also ask the male artists you have worked with to apologize?"
"How can it be confused!" Wen Li retorted, "Those are all acting, and they are all written in the script. You don't have a script, and you didn't tell me in advance. Can this be the same!"
Song Yan smiled and lowered his voice: "So if I tell you in advance, you don't have to apologize?"
"You're sophistry." Wen Li looked annoyed, "A play with a script is called acting. You're taking advantage of me. Don't you need to apologize?"
"That's good." Song Yan raised his eyebrows, as if accepting the statement, "I apologize for my behavior this afternoon."
He compromised so quickly, but Wen Li was stunned, and belatedly said: "... Then, forget it, I forgive you."
After saying forgiveness, the atmosphere became awkward again.
Wen Li touched her nose and stood up: "I'm going to take a shower."
She was about to leave when Song Yan pulled her over. The man forced her to sit on the edge of the bed, and said lightly, "I'll go later, listen to my apology."
Wen Li didn't understand, and said foolishly, "You've already apologized just now—"
"In addition to this afternoon, there are also previous ones."
"Before what?"
"Every time I touched you before." Song Yan pursed her lips, her tone was sincere, "... I kissed you secretly when I went to Star City to record a show, and I apologized to you when we drank too much wine for the first time."
"..."
Wen Li was stunned.
He counted the previous ones one by one. The more he counted, the more dizzy Wen Li became. She wanted him to stop counting. She was not such a stingy person, and she didn't care about things that happened so long ago.
"And when I was in high school." Song Yan's ears were also a little hot, he raised his eyelids, and said with a smile, "I accidentally took your first kiss away, sorry."
Wen Li opened her eyes wide.
He even brought up what happened so long ago!
This is not a serious apology at all!
Just to make her more embarrassed!
She still remembered how terrified she was at that time, because it was too difficult to face, so she ran away, just like she was on the balcony this afternoon.
In the next few days, every time I met Song Yan, I would just take a detour and walk away from him.
When she finally regained her strength and had almost forgotten about the accident, he suddenly came to the door again.
The expression was indifferent, and the tone was also indifferent, as if asking guilt: "Are you still angry?"
Before Wen Li said that I'm not angry anymore, can you stop mentioning this matter? It's so embarrassing, so embarrassing, he said something that broke Wen Li even more.
"It's my first kiss too, so don't be angry."
Wen Li broke down and yelled at the sky twice, which stunned Song Yan, and before he could react, Wen Li turned and ran away again, covering her head.
She doesn't need an apology or comfort, she just needs the other party to act as if this never happened.
Eighteen-year-old Song Yan did not understand this truth, and twenty-eight-year-old Song Yan still did not understand this truth.
But what Wen Li can be sure of is that the 18-year-old Song Yan really wanted to comfort her and told her not to mind, and the 28-year-old Song Yan was 100% deliberately revisiting the past, just to make her feel ashamed.
Well, he did. Now Wen Li is really ashamed, and feels a hundred thousand regrets for her mentally retarded behavior that made him apologize just now.
Wen Li clenched her lips in shame, and said nonchalantly, "I don't want your apology anymore, just shut up."
"Forgive me?"
"You're so thick-skinned." Wen Li turned her face away, "What if I don't forgive you?"
Song Yan chuckled twice, accepted her words happily, pinched her face and said: "It's not good. To be honest, even if I didn't just kiss you on the balcony, I did something even worse to you. What can you do to me?"