Ye Qing.
Shao Si wasn't sure which Ye Qing the old Mei was talking about.
Is it the person with exquisite singing and extremely cold voice in the tape he heard from the tape recorder when he was young
"You are somewhat similar to him, maybe it's your figure, or maybe your voice is more similar when you sing... I was dazed just now, as if I went back to the time when I taught him to sing in the compound."
Old Mei's eyes are extremely distant, even though he is old, his eyes are still clear: "He is a good boy, it's a pity, God didn't treat him well."
[Old Mei, one of the clues. ] The system popped up a prompt, [Other conditions are still unknown. ]
[He is the clue person? ]
[Yes. ]
The system rarely provides him with clues, because he has been in a scrapped state for many years and has insufficient ability.
Shao Si suddenly remembered that the system had provided a few clues in the past, and they were either old or weak or sick and disabled.
[Because I'm only able to detect those who have weaker vital signs. ]
[… Needless to say, I probably already guessed it. ]
The system was silent for a while: [The old man in front of you won't live until the end of this year. ]
Mr. Mei seemed to be in good health, not like someone suffering from any serious illness.
After Shao Si heard this, his mood changed a thousand times. Although he knows that life and death are impermanent, and he wanders on the edge all year round, he still has no way to look down on it.
"The Ye Qing you're talking about is the Ye Qing who sang "The Cold Night" more than 20 years ago?" Shao Si temporarily put aside those emotions, straightened his body, and got to the point, "Is he your student?"
Old Mei looked very surprised: "You know him?"
How can people now remember that there was a magnificent Ye Qing back then.
Shao Si said: "Because I want to play this role, I have done a lot of homework... I have heard a little about him."
That said, it does make sense.
Old Mei filled himself another cup of tea, his hands trembled slightly when he picked up the cup, and he sighed: "It's rare, there are still people who know him."
"When I met him for the first time, he was only thirteen years old. I was not qualified enough at the time. To be strict, I couldn't be called his teacher."
The tea has a lingering aroma, smelling carefully, there is still some bitterness.
Ye Qing has excellent qualifications, he learned to sing opera since he was a child, and later the film and television industry developed rapidly, and "star scouts" were rampant, so Ye Qing entered the entertainment circle in a daze.
"I should have stopped him then," said Old Mei, "Maybe there won't be so many things happening in the future... Forget it, it's useless to talk about it now, it's all in the past."
From Mei Lao's mouth, Shao Si was able to sort out the life of this 'Ye Qing' in a simple way.
After Ye Qing entered the showbiz, on the surface it went smoothly, but suffered some hardships behind the scenes, and finally committed suicide due to depression.
But these are also superficial things, which can't explain anything.
In the blink of an eye, Shao Si thought of Ye Xuan, the key person behind the scenes.
One Ye Xuan, one Ye Qing, what is the relationship between these two people
However, Mr. Mei's next words dispelled Shao Si's doubts: "...It's just poor Xiao Qing, who has no father and mother. She was picked up and raised by a teacher in the class since she was a child, and until she died... she had no heirs. "
Orphans, to die alone.
Shao Si thought to himself, he should be thinking too much.
There are so many people with the same surname in the world, this is not a clue.
The afternoon passed in a hurry, and get out of class was over on time at six o'clock in the evening.
After six o'clock, Shao Si had to go back to the company.
This afternoon, the relationship between Shao Si and Mei Lao has improved by leaps and bounds.
For Shao Si, it was not only because Mei was always the clue person, he really liked this old man very much. An ancient rhyme, calm atmosphere, like a cup of old wine.
As for Mr. Mei, he has always had no resistance to hardworking children.
After Gu Yanzhou gave Ye Xuan a basic acting class, when he came out from the next room, he saw Shao Si sending Mei Lao out.
Shao Si bent down slightly, and walked beside Old Mei, holding the old man with his hands intentionally or unintentionally, probably because he was afraid that being too greedy would cause the old man to rebel. Many elderly people with strong self-esteem do not like the excessive care of their juniors, as if they are really handicapped.
After sending off Mr. Mei, Shao Si turned back again, unexpectedly blocked by Gu Yanzhou at the door.
Shao Si was particularly cooperative, he took two steps back spontaneously, leaned against the door, and asked, "Are you... what's the matter?"
Gu Yanzhou asked back: "Are you free tonight?"
Shao Si felt embarrassed for a while, and then said simply: "No time."
The corner of Gu Yanzhou's mouth twitched slightly, and he said with a half-smile: "You don't even ask me why I'm looking for you?"
"..." Shao Si cooperated, "Then why are you looking for me?"
"Director Ou organized a dinner tonight, and Mr. Zhou Weiping will also be there."
Zhou Weiping is the one who wrote "Mask". With this book, he won several major literary awards and is now the chairman of the Writers Association. However, after "Mask", there is no comparable work.
Shao Si has been filming for several years, most of which is to communicate with the screenwriter, and he has never had the opportunity to discuss with the author of the original work.
Thinking of this, Shao Si stood up straight, and changed his words: "If you think about it carefully, I can still spare time at night."
At this time, Chen Yang tidied up his things and came out from the next door: "We can almost go..."
After Chen Yang finished speaking, he paused, and glanced at Shao Si's classroom: "Where is Guangzong?"
"He's going out for something." Shao Si raised his hand, looking at the time, "he should be back soon."
Chen Yang: "Well, if you don't mind, you can take a car with us. Calculate the time, if you have to wait for Guangzong, you may not be able to make it in time."
Director Ou is very casual about everything, but there is one thing that he hates when others are late, even for dinner.
When Shao Si thought about it, he readily accepted: "That's fine, then I'll trouble you."
As a result, Li Guangzong was anxious, and when he was driving back to the film and television base while watching the time, he received a call from Shao's father, who told him coldly that he should not come.
Li Guangzong was a little puzzled: "What? Did something happen? The paparazzi came to besiege the city again?"
"No," Shao Si sat next to Gu Yanzhou, with his head tilted against the glass window, and sometimes his forehead would be knocked against the light shaking of the car, "Director Ou has a dinner, you come directly to Jinyue Hotel... me? Me Now in Gu Yanzhou's car, you want me to give him the phone so he can say hello to you?"
Li Guangzong: "... No need, I'll come over now."
After hanging up the phone, Shao Si closed his eyes.
a bit sleepy.
The habits accumulated over the years caused him to feel physically sleepy whenever he was in a car.
Next to his ear is Gu Yanzhou's subwoofer, which is broadcasting in this cramped and narrow space.
He was talking about work with Chen Yang, although he didn't pay attention to what he was talking about, but the voice slowly penetrated into his ears, making people listen... sore and itchy.
Chen Yang: "In summary, that's it. If there are no major problems, we will sign a contract with them directly. In fact, the brand of AL is compared with Cole..."
He spoke well, but Gu Yanzhou suddenly motioned him to keep his voice down.
Chen Yang didn't react for a while: "Huh? What's wrong?"
Gu Yanzhou supported the head that was leaning on his shoulder, and said: "He is asleep, please keep your voice down."
"..."
Shao Si didn't know when he leaned next to Gu Yanzhou, probably because he was drowsy and felt his forehead hurt from the knocking of the car window, so he changed the direction to sleep, but Gu Yanzhou pressed him directly on his shoulder.
Chen Yang, who had witnessed everything, turned his head with a touch, didn't continue to talk about the contract, and took out his mobile phone wisely to play by himself.
…
A man's mind cannot be guessed. Chen Yang said in his heart, especially Gu Yingdi's, he couldn't figure it out even after guessing.
Didn't she really dislike Xiao Shao at first
Shao Si was very quiet when he fell asleep.
Gu Yanzhou looked at it for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand to help him brush back the hair that was hanging over his eyes, exposing half of his forehead.
Then he let go of his hand, and those stubborn strands of hair fell down again, covering half of Shao Si's face.
Repeatedly fiddled like this several times, it seemed like he was rubbing Shao Si's hair.
Shao Si was half asleep and half awake but still waved his hand away, and said vaguely: "Don't move around."
Gu Yanzhou paused.
Shao Si frowned again, and said the second half of the sentence: "... hair is going to be messed up."
"..."
"... Just a few strokes of hair and a hairstyle."
After Gu Yanzhou finished speaking, after thinking about it, he felt that the words in his dream were really magical, so he pinched Shao Si's nose casually, and tentatively called his name: "Shao Si?"
Shao Si was actually not asleep.
Usually, Li Guangzong always liked to harass him while he was sleeping, and if he didn't respond, he would chatter endlessly. So he sleeps with one ear habitually, but his brain is completely blank, and what he responds to is basically random.
Just like now, Shao Si nonchalantly replied to Gu Yanzhou: "... I don't know, ask rape again."
…
It wasn't until he was about to get out of the car that Shao Si realized that he was actually using Gu Yingdi's shoulder as a pillow.
Gu Yanzhou: "Are you comfortable?"
Shao Si just woke up, and his brain circuit was a bit long, and he said politely after a few seconds: "It's quite comfortable."
Gu Yanzhou rubbed his arm: "But I'm not feeling well."
"..." Shao Si, who had no idea that he had been tricked, asked, "What else can I do besides say sorry at this time?"
Gu Yanzhou raised his wrist and glanced at his watch: "There are still ten minutes, you can take some practical actions."
As a result, when Li Guangzong rushed over, his father Shao was hammering Gu Yanzhou's shoulders.
"Is this strength enough?"
"Are you tickling? Didn't you eat?"
Shao Si reluctantly said: "... If you're talking about dinner, you really haven't eaten yet."