Shao Si was suddenly fortunate that the acting teacher in the university was holding him all day long, especially in psychology courses.
"If you want to act well, you have to figure out everyone's psychology... Many people don't take psychological courses seriously, they pay more attention to acting courses, try their best to create some kind of false appearance, often so false that they themselves Believe it."
"Shaw Si, you still have that kind of meaning in you, but you are too lazy to bother to go further. You should go back and read this book "Totem and Taboo" written by Freud, and then write 5,000 words. Give me a review after reading it."
Shao Si has never forgotten these words from the acting teacher.
… That was his college nightmare.
Shao Si was able to get to where he is today with his acting skills, except for his talent, it is largely due to this teacher.
In addition to asking him to read a lot of books, the classroom training arranged is also particularly terrible.
Once, from the beginning of class to the end of get out of class, the teacher didn't say a word, and everyone sat down there without knowing why. As a result, when get out of class was about to end, he called and asked questions one by one, and the first one was Shao Si.
"Don't be nervous, I'll just ask you one question. Halfway through the course, the classmate next to you went out to answer a phone call. Based on his performance in the second half of the class, who do you think the call came from and what was said?" ?”
"..."
As a result, in that class, the whole class was marked as absent by him.
At this time, Shao Si stared at Zhou Weiping's face, observing the small movements he made unconsciously, his eyes, expressions, tone of voice, and even the interval between speech pauses.
Facing Ye Xuan's question, Zhou Weiping was stunned for a while, as if he didn't quite understand why she raised this question: "Zhou... Jianbang? Did you recognize the wrong person? I've never heard of this name before."
—he is lying.
Shao Si is 50% sure of this conclusion.
"The pupils dilated for a second, the hands curled up unconsciously, and the tone of the speech was not natural." When Gu Yanzhou was speaking, due to the small space in the corner, all the heat sprayed on Shao Si's earlobe.
Shao Si resisted not caring about the temperature on his earlobe, and said: "The most important thing is that when he heard those three words, he didn't dare to look directly into the other person's eyes."
They noticed it, but Ye Xuan, who was standing in front of Zhou Weiping, didn't notice it at all.
She stared at Zhou Weiping again for a while, her eyes moved away from his increasingly slack face, and landed on the smoky gray knitted sweater in front of her.
"...Sorry, I may have misremembered." Ye Xuan bent slightly.
Zhou Weiping: "It's okay, but girl, who is Zhou Jianbang you are looking for? Tell me, maybe I can help you with something else."
"It's nothing." Ye Xuan said and took two steps back, "Just because... because of me, I saw a manuscript in a magazine before, I liked it very much, and thought it was written by you... So I want to ask, sorry to bother you You."
After Ye Xuan finished speaking, he turned his head and ran away.
Just a guess, Shao Si was only 50% sure just now, and the remaining 50% depends on what expression he will show after Ye Xuan leaves.
Because often at this time, people will show their true self.
The dinner ended quickly, because there was still work tomorrow, even if Ou Dao held the wine bottle and shouted with his tongue: "Don't go - keep drinking, come, come, Lao Zhou, sit down, let's have a few more drinks. "
Zhou Weiping put aside his hand, picked up his coat, and said with a helpless smile, "You are so grown up, but you are still so uncertain. You can support him later, and I will leave first."
"Married people are... amazing," Ou Dao stood up and said, swaying, "It's not like, I'm an old bachelor... an old bachelor!"
Everyone walked, scattered, and not long after, most of them had gone.
Li Guangzong took Shao Si to say goodbye to Ou Dao, Shao Si was turning to leave when Ou Dao grabbed him by the hem of his clothes.
Shao Si wanted to pull the clothes back, and said, "Director Ou, you're drunk..."
"I'm not drunk! I'm an old bachelor!" Dao Ou burst into tears as he said, "I also want to have a home... Once there was a beautiful girl standing in front of me, but I didn't cherish it. That year I was fourteen and she was ten. Three, spend the same age... "
Shao Si: "..."
Shao Si didn't know what flowers or not, he only knew that the skill of stalking drunkards should not be underestimated.
Shao Si: "You're really drunk, so where do you park your car? I'll take you there."
Director Ou: "Did you know? Every time I take an exam, I will lend her a copy. I think she likes me too. The best time in my life and my purest feelings are devoted to her... Hiccup."
Li Guangzong and Shao Si couldn't get rid of him no matter what they talked about, Ou Dao was completely transformed into a dog skin plaster, and he would cry and make noise and even climbed on the table if he didn't listen to him talking about the one hundred trivial things in his youth.
Chen Yang had left, but when he turned back to pick up his things, he saw the horrible scene in the private room.
He froze in place for a moment: "What is this for?"
Shao Si didn't have time to care who came in, he was focusing on dealing with Ou Dao, in order to make Ou Dao stop hugging Li Guangzong's thigh, he said fiercely: "What's the point of calling her name when you're drunk, just drive over , tell her to her face."
Even though Director Ou was drunk, he still had a sliver of rationality, his eyes suddenly flashed with some firmness in the confusion: "But she is already married!"
"'..."
Whoever you love, I don't want to care about it.
Shao Si signaled Li Guangzong to go with him, and directly carried Ou Dao to the garage.
Li Guangzong: "This...isn't it good?"
Shao Si pulled the paper towel beside him to wipe his hands: "The problem that can be solved by violence, why waste your tongue. Lift him up, you carry this end, and I will handle the other end."
In the end, Ou Dao was like a dead pig, and was moved out by the two of them with concerted efforts under Chen Yang's dumbfounded eyes.
When Shao Si passed by Chen Yang's side, he let out a 'shh': "Director Ou probably won't remember it tomorrow, even if he does, don't let it slip... Let's talk about it, he fell asleep after getting drunk, ok?"
In the end, Chen Yang took his things back to the nanny's car, and chatted with Gu Yanzhou about the "unified caliber".
Gu Yanzhou put his hand on the edge of the car window, lowered his head and laughed: "Fall asleep after being drunk? How dare you make it up."
"I didn't expect Shao Si to be quite lively. I always thought he was deserted." After Chen Yang finished speaking, he continued, "I heard that he is going to live broadcast to sleep at night? There has been a lot of trouble on Weibo all day."
Gu Yanzhou fiddled with the phone with his head down, without speaking.
On the screen of the mobile phone, there is an empty WeChat list with only one contact.
He clicked on Shao Si's profile picture, it was a selfie of himself, it looked like he was lying on the bed, just woke up, hugging the pillow and refusing to let go.
Shao Si finally moved Ou Dao to the car, and the two assistants who had been with Ou Dao came out from the elevator. They ran all the way, shouting: "Ou Dao—"
"Sorry, we didn't expect to just leave for a while... Director Ou is so drunk, I really trouble you."
"It's okay." Shao Si clapped his hands, straightened his waist and said, "Since you are here, Director Ou will be counting on you."
Several people greeted each other and went back to their respective homes.
Only when Shao Si got in the car did he have the time to calm down and think about what happened today.
Zhou Jianbang.
Even Baidu can't figure out the name of this rotten street.
Shao Si stared at the phone, feeling agitated for a while.
Facing the full screen: surgeon Zhou Jianbang, fashion designer Zhou Jianbang, and deputy director of the Education Bureau Zhou Jianbang.
…
There are so many things to see.
Shao Si closed the browser, and found out the contact information of the private detective who sent him to follow Yang Yinyin last time.
Although he experienced Yang Yinyin's mistake, Shao Si still trusted him. When he selected someone, he had considered it. Moreover, when the police station intervened in the investigation, he did not disclose his identity to the private detective.
Moreover, this time he didn't want to send him to follow someone, but just to check the relationship between the two names Zhou Weiping and Zhou Jianbang.
Unexpectedly, the private detective refused straight away: "Brother, you can bypass me. Last time such a big incident happened, my status in the detective world was insulted... I don't want to go to the bureau to drink tea anymore."
Shao Si directly raised the price and doubled the commission.
The private detective immediately changed his words: ok der, no problem, the information you want will be sent to your mailbox by the 13th at the latest, which is the day after tomorrow, pay attention to check it, dear!
[People nowadays are really snobbish. ] The system said, [… Apart from this, have you found anything else? ]
Shao Si: [No, Ye Xuan seems to be living in his own world, refusing anyone to approach him. ] From a certain point of view, it is quite in line with the masked heroine.
[But at the bathroom door, he absolutely lied. After Ye Xuan left, his eyes were visibly flustered, he was stunned for a long time, and almost entered the wrong bathroom for men and women. ]
[Oh. ]
[The rest will be known in a few days. Zhou Weiping changed his name. Why did he change it in the first place? Maybe it has something to do with the shady scene. ]
When Shao Si got home, it was almost eleven o'clock after taking a shower. He checked the time and started the live broadcast while wiping his hair.
This time there was a preview of the live broadcast, and there were several more people watching than at noon. Almost the second that Shao Si just clicked on the live broadcast, the number of viewers continued to increase by tens of thousands.
After Shao Si wiped his hair in twos and threes, he lay down on the bed half wet and fell asleep.
If he said that he was sleeping live, he was sleeping live, without a word of nonsense, the camera was facing his face, and he could still see a small section of the quilt.
- Fuck, it's a fucking sleep broadcast! I thought I could at least hear a good night!
—I need to dry my hair before I go to bed with Father Shao! ! !
- Upstairs +1, the hair is not dry yet, it will give me a headache!
two hours later.
——About an hour ago, seeing Papa Shao’s hair all dry, he was reluctant to let go and was a little anxious, but he never expected that he would fall asleep and forget to turn off the live broadcast.