I still like you [entertainment circle]

Wen Yu also heard a lot of art lectures when he was a student. It was nothing more than listing some famous painters and talking about them in general, or it was like talking about his own life experience and interacting with the students below. or this set.

Those who can give lectures must have real skills, but the two or three hours of the lectures are not enough to cover their precipitation and accumulation so far, so the invited artists and painters generally do not talk to students. "Dry goods" that can be used in practice.

Because they understand in their hearts that it is better to talk in a general way than to talk shallowly. It is better to arouse some enthusiasm for students by pretending to be empty talk than to let them get a little superficial.

Wen Yu looked at the schedule. The day he returned to China happened to be the day of giving a lecture, and the schedule was so tight that he didn't even have time to adjust the time difference.

He found that he could really find fault with himself now.

What are you drawing?

Probably the passion of life.

After all, it was Ji Lin's alma mater, and Wen Yu always had a subtle desire to step into Ji Lin's past realm.

When Xiang Nan was working as his assistant, he always said that he was lifeless and impersonal. Ji Lin's appearance made him feel that in addition to the colorful colors on the drawing board, there was a touch of different bright colors in his boring life. .

The day before returning to China, Wen Yu used a laptop to make a PPT for his speech in the hotel.

Although this was not in line with his temperament, he still took a responsible attitude and opened the PPT software bravely.

After sitting still for a few minutes, he gave up.

Let's play it on the spot, what kind of PPT is used to talk about art, the thinking is framed.

Wen Yu copied some paintings to the USB flash drive, then closed the computer with a "snap".

T large laboratory building.

The crew of "The Source of Murder" is filming here, and Ji Lin sits aside and reads the script.

Ever since he knew about Wen Yu's past, Ji Lin always felt that the script in his hand was much heavier, and his mood became more depressed when trying to figure out the lines.

When the director first interviewed Wen Yu, Wen Yu said that he had no creative journey, and the role of Xavier had no prototype.

How could it be possible to imagine such a cruel and desperate story for no reason.

When Ji Lin was flipping through the script these two days, he could always see the shadow of Wen Yu's biological father from the words of the hero.

And that almost perfect second personality is probably Wen Yu's adoptive father.

Qian Ying said that after Wen Yu's biological father was forced to break up with his adoptive father, his spirit became abnormal and he became a paranoid lunatic.Perhaps Wen Yu's adoptive father was the second personality in the comics to his biological father, the ideal self, a ray of light in his biological father's life.

After the light was forcibly erased, his spiritual world completely collapsed.

Just like Xavier, he used the same crazy behavior to vent the pent-up in his heart, but in a different way.

It's a cruel love story, but Ji Lin doesn't want to reciprocate any sympathy. What he loves the most is Wen Yu, who has nothing to do with being implicated.

He was born in this world for no reason, and was abandoned by everyone at the same time. No one cared about his feelings at all.

Ji Lin didn't know how Wen Yu spent those years after learning the truth, he must be somewhere in this world, at a certain moment when other people were living happily, deeply doubting the meaning of his existence.

Before Qian Ying returned to France, he came to Ji Lin again to confirm his relationship with Wen Yu.

"Lover." Ji Lin answered like this.

"No wonder." Qian Ying smiled lightly, and the result was as expected.

Qian Ying talked a lot more, talking about the years when Wen Yu first went to France, and talking about the guilt in her heart.

"I mentioned you to him before." Qian Ying said, "When he talked about you, he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes. Don't look at his usual inconspicuous appearance. In fact, he is very fragile in his heart. I think he should depend on you."

"I think he's quite strong and very free and easy."

Qian Ying smiled when she heard this: "Really?"

"After going through those things, he can still face up to the homosexual group, isn't he still unrestrained?" Ji Lin said with a serious expression, "If it were me, I wouldn't be as tolerant."

Not to mention that Wen Yu only became curvy after meeting Ji Lin, even if he was born gay, after going through this kind of thing, there is no way that he will not have shadows and hatred.

Qian Ying sighed deeply: "Yeah, Xiaoyu has always been very principled about things and people. In fact, he still hasn't forgiven his two fathers..."

Ji Lin's face darkened: "They are not qualified to be forgiven."

Qian Ying kept her mouth shut and looked at him.

Ji Lin's indifference reached his eyes, Qian Ying's lips moved, speechless.

It was also from this conversation that Ji Lin knew how many crimes Wen Yu had committed in the past. He had mental disorders and had thoughts of committing suicide. Ji Lin was still afraid even now, if Wen Yu really chose that path...

He stopped thinking about it, and chatted with Qian Ying about Wen Yu's condition.

Knowing that the psychiatrist who treated Wen Yu back then had returned to China, Ji Lin asked Qian Ying for the doctor's contact information.

"You really care about him." Qian Ying smiled softly, "No wonder he chose you, I've never seen him have a serious relationship with a person."

"I don't want him to feel that no one in this world cares about him. I want him to know that his existence is meaningful." Ji Lin said, "And to me, his existence itself is a meaning."

"Race 106, get ready!"

The voice of the field manager brought Ji Lin Piaoyuan back to his thoughts, he put down the script in his hand, and walked slowly towards the camera.

Wen Yu got off the plane and took a taxi directly to T University.

The lecture was held in a multimedia classroom in the art building of the Academy of Fine Arts. Wen Yu walked to the designated classroom with a computer bag, and found a giant roll-up banner at the door, with a promotional poster on it, "Young Talented Artist Plume" A big character came into view impressively.

Wen Yu clicked his tongue, inexplicably ashamed.

Zhang Luotao, Wen Yu's college classmate, had already called him several times to remind him that his plane was delayed, even though he flew back early, he arrived not too early, and the classroom was full.

Fortunately, they were not late, but the time concept of the students of this prestigious university is also very unusual, not only not late, but also come early.

Of course, most of them came here just for the sake of seeing the great artist Plume.

Wen Yu went abroad to participate in an art exhibition two days ago, and now he is still wearing the black suit he wore when he came back from the exhibition, which can be regarded as barely human.

He straightened his tie and walked into the classroom with his computer bag.

There was a low exclamation from below, and the students in the classroom suddenly became agitated.

"Hey! You're here!" Zhang Luotao hastily walked over to take the computer from Wen Yu's hand, "I thought you'd dove me, and I was thinking about how to apologize to the dean with my death!"

"As for it." Wen Yu laughed, "The plane is delayed."

Wen Yu glanced down the stage and found that the students were all staring at him with sparkling eyes.

"They arrived too early." Wen Yu whispered, "There are still 10 minutes before the start."

"I can't help it, they all came here for you." Zhang Luotao turned on the computer with a smile, "The children in our yard are very motivated."

Wen Yu looked at the immature face below, and nodded: "I can see it."

The students were whispering and whispering constantly, but they didn't blatantly make a sound. The students of the Academy of Fine Arts were indeed different from the students of other majors. They were not so student-like, and their temperament was quite gentle.

After turning on the computer, Zhang Luotao leaned on the podium and whispered to Wen Yu: "Why do I feel that you are handsome again, have you cut your hair?"

"cut."

Wen Yu's long hair has been kept for two years. At first it was because he was too lazy to take care of it, and he didn't go to the barber shop for half a year. Later, he felt that his hair was half-length but not short, and it looked pleasing to the eye. Then he simply kept it long and started Tossing around, changing patterns and dyeing colors.

"It's a different feeling, it's strange to see the sun, and it looks small." Zhang Luotao said with a smile, "People won't be able to tell if they sneak in and become a student."

Wen Yu smiled without saying a word, glanced at the phone, "Is it almost time?"

"Yeah." Zhang Luotao clapped his hands, "Okay, everyone's mobile phones should be put away, switch to silent, our lecture is about to begin."

The students immediately sat upright.

Zhang Luotao stood in front of the podium and said into the microphone: "Okay, then our lecture will officially begin. Let us warmly welcome the young artist Mr. Plume!"

The applause roared from the audience, and the enthusiasm of the students made Zhang Luotao, who had stepped off the stage, unsteady on his feet.

Sure enough, everything is judged on the face these days. I have never seen this group of children so excited in lectures before.

Although Wen Yu doesn't like to show his face, but he has seen the world, and he can hold this kind of scene.

"Hi everyone, I'm plume—" Wen Yu said slowly.

There was another thunderous applause from the audience.

Zhang Luotao, who was sitting in the student seat, couldn't help laughing.

Handsome guy is really helpful.

The students were of course excited. There are many art students who like plume's works, but they have never seen the real face of this painter. Who would have thought that he is a handsome guy.

Wen Yu communicated with Zhang Luotao in advance, he didn't make enough preparations, he wanted to play as he wished.

Zhang Luotao felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so let him do it. There is no fixed format for the lectures, and it is the last word that students can listen to them.

After finishing the shooting of the laboratory building, the crew moved to the shooting location and went to the ginkgo forest behind the No. 18 teaching building of T University.

What follows is Tian Gongwen's role, and Ji Lin's role will wait until night falls.

Ji Lin put on a long, pure black down jacket, and sat on a stone chair by the woods with a thermos cup in his arms to bask in the sun.

The weather was cold, but the sun was shining brightly. The warm sunshine shone on Ji Lin's face, and he closed his eyes comfortably.

There was a rush of footsteps passing by the tree-lined path not far away, Ji Lin closed his eyes, and the indistinct sound drifted into his ears.

"Walking around, I heard that the Academy of Fine Arts has invited a handsome artist to give a lecture, hurry over and have a look!"

A girl dragged another girl to the art building in a hurry.

The other girl was dragged by her staggeringly, and smiled helplessly: "You are not from the Academy of Fine Arts, what lecture are you going to? Get in and be careful not to be kicked out of you."

"Super handsome! Let me tell you, it's really super handsome! My sister sent me a photo, and I—" the girl stopped, gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, "If we can have such a handsome guy in our academy, I will How about going to senior year alone!"

"Give me Kang Kang!"

After a few seconds.

Ji Lin heard a "Fuck", the sound resounded through the woods.

"Oh my god, is this the lecturer invited by the Academy of Fine Arts? Are you sure it's not a celebrity?"

"So hurry up, hurry up, I heard it's almost over, this meeting is still telling Greek myths..."

The voice gradually faded away, and Ji Lin opened his eyes.

painter……?

The filming location was surrounded by the crew with yellow lines, and students at school couldn't get in. Not far away, Ji Lin's fans called out "Lin Lin" a few times in a warm voice.

Ji Lin came back to his senses upon hearing the sound, and waved at them.

A group of little girls suddenly turned into little groundhogs, screaming and waving their arms, "Love you! Love you!"

After finishing speaking, they stood in a row and raised their arms to show their hearts to Ji Lin.

Ji Lin smiled with the corners of his eyes crooked.

After the lecture, Wen Yu packed up his computer and prepared to leave.

Judging from the reaction of the students, the overall performance was not bad. He mentioned some of his favorite works, and extended from the works to tell the hidden stories behind them. He didn't mention any technical aspects, mainly just nonsense.The field of art cannot be summed up in a single lecture, not to mention that oral communication is full of illusory things. The realm of art is real emotion, and real emotion needs to experience all kinds of life.

As soon as the lecture was over, a group of students rushed to the podium, calling Wen Yu "Teacher Plume" in a hurry.

"Teacher, why didn't you talk about your own work?"

"Teacher, do you usually prefer watercolor or oil painting?"

"Mr. Plume, is the theme of the "ice" that you photographed in Paris two months ago was gay?"

"Teacher, do you have a girlfriend?!"

Zhang Luotao helped his forehead helplessly.

Catch up with the press conference.

He waved his hand to disperse the excited students, "Why are there so many questions, you guys, hurry up and disperse."

Zhang Luotao is young, not a few years younger than these kids, the students have no generation gap with him, and they don't fear him, all complaining plaintively: "Hey old Zhang, let's ask what's wrong~"

Zhang Luotao glared at them, "I really think I don't know what you all want to ask?"

The students laughed happily.

Zhang Luotao didn't hold back, but also smiled: "Walk around, there will be professional classes in a while, don't hang out with this group."

The students reluctantly walked out of the classroom.

"Female college students now..." Zhang Luotao sighed and shook his head, "I asked you to give a lecture, it's like a meeting."

Wen Yu smiled and remained silent.

"Thanks for your hard work." Zhang Luotao patted him on the shoulder, "I will give you the subsidy in the courtyard when the time comes, let's go, treat you to dinner, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Wen Yu shook his head: "No, I'll go to your school cafeteria to have some food later."

"Eat the cafeteria? People will say that I abused you. Let's go, I'll book a restaurant."

"It's really not necessary." Wen Yu insisted, "I just want to try your school's food."

"Then... let's do it."

After Wen Yu walked out of the classroom, several students were waiting outside, walked with him all the way, and asked some questions about art.

Wen Yu was actually quite annoying, but he still patiently answered them one by one, that is, no matter what he asked, he would end up with topics like "do you have a girlfriend" and "what's your WeChat ID?".

The students were chattering around, and when passing a classroom, a boy came out with a stack of papers.

Seeing Wen Yu, the boy paused.

Wen Yu also stood still.

He remembered the boy in front of him. He was the boy who worked in the bar before. He seemed to be Ji Lin's younger brother?

Du Yun was helping the tutor to invigilate the students just now, and now he packed up the test papers and came out of the classroom.

"It's you?" Du Yun was a little surprised, and looked at the students around Wen Yu suspiciously, "Are you also from our school?"

"No, I'm here for something." Wen Yu said, "It's a coincidence to see you here."

Du Yun narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Yes, what a coincidence."

When the preparatory bell rang, those students finally stopped pestering, said goodbye to Wen Yu, and ran away with their schoolbags on their backs.

"Are you here to visit the class?" Du Yun asked.

Wen Yu glanced at him upon hearing the words.

"Brother Ji Lin, isn't he filming in our school these days? I went to see him on the set yesterday."

Wen Yu took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth without making a sound.

There was a hint of embarrassment in the air, Du Yun still had a faint smile on his face, he flipped the test paper in his hand, and said: "I won't talk to you for now, I have to send the paper to the tutor, goodbye~ "

After Ji Lin finished work, he took the time to go to the courtyard to meet his postgraduate tutor.When he passed the bulletin board, he saw a giant poster, and the content printed on the poster immediately caught his attention.

Ji Lin stood still, looking thoughtfully at the English letters "plume" on the poster.

"Young genius artist plume..." Ji Lin muttered to himself, "plume..."

Handsome painter... plume...

isn't it...

Ji Lin sent Wen Yu a WeChat message, asking where he was, but Wen Yu didn't reply.

It was meal time at this moment, and Wen Yu was still suffering among the army of students in the cafeteria, and he couldn't spare his hands to look at his phone.

After Ji Lin visited his mentor, he met Du Yun at the door of the laboratory.

"Brother!" Du Yun waved his hand to greet him, "Come and see Old Man Guo?"

"Yes." Ji Lin smiled.

"Is the filming over?"

"After the daytime shooting is over, I still have to shoot at night."

The two walked into the elevator together.

Ji Lin took out the mask from his pocket and put it on, when he heard the phone ringing in his pocket, he took out the phone and looked at it.

-My cat: The food in your school cafeteria is delicious~

"By the way, senior brother, I just..."

Before Du Yun finished speaking, he saw Ji Lin suddenly stopped.

"what happened?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Ji Lin was uneasy, "Then what, I went to the cafeteria to eat."

"What? Go to the cafeteria to eat?" Du Yun was a little unbelievable, "You used to have to be blocked by people."

"No, I'm not so famous that everyone in the school knows me."

"Really..." Du Yun was skeptical, but turned to a bright smile, "I happen to be going too, shall we go together?"

Ji Lin had no reason to refuse, and nodded: "Yes."

The food in the T canteen is really good, simple and delicious, and cheap. Wen Yu ordered the ground pot chicken and sat down in a corner by the window.

Of course, I didn't come here for dinner, but I just wanted to experience the daily life of Ji Lin when he was a student.

He knew that Ji Lin was busy with filming, so he didn't tell him about coming to T Da to give a lecture.

Wen Yu picked a piece of chicken thigh without skin and stuffed it into his mouth.

He has a tricky mouth and a small appetite. Eating a meal is like a chicken pecking at rice, but it feels endlessly delicious when he eats it.

Did Ji Lin, who was not a star before, sit quietly in a sunny corner of the cafeteria as he is now, eating lunch in a gentle manner.

Wen Yu sent Ji Lin a WeChat message with his mobile phone, but didn't notice that a few girls carefully moved near him with dinner plates.

There was a sudden commotion at the entrance of the cafeteria, Wen Yu looked around, and caught a glimpse of Ji Lin's figure.

Ji Lin underestimated his popularity and his reputation at his alma mater. Even though he changed his clothes and wore a mask, he was still recognized by sharp-eyed fans.

Du Yun was forced to take advantage of the heat, and was surrounded by female fans at school with Ji Lin. He was very calm and smiled calmly.

Seeing Du Yun beside Ji Lin, Wen Yu narrowed his eyes.

Wen Yu's cell phone rang.

-Little Red Sox: Did you come to my school?Where are you?canteen?What floor?

Wen Yu replied: Left, turn your head.

Hearing the message notification tone, Ji Lin secretly took out his phone and glanced at it.

He turned his head to look to the left calmly, his movements were natural and his expression was composed, but the moment he saw Wen Yu, his eyes trembled slightly.

Wen Yu blinked her eyes bitchly, touched her lower lip with her palm, and blew a kiss to Ji Lin.

He typed with one hand with the other hand.

-My cat: Hurry up and catch my kiss~

Seeing the news, Ji Lin suppressed a smile and curled up his fingers slightly.

This man is really...

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-01-0822：44：03～2020-01-0922：09：58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 13 bottles of broccoli with a heart like water; 5 bottles of Yuanxi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!