After realizing that I am beautiful [Rebirth]

Qi Lin tilted his head upwards, only the slight shaking of the sofa creaked in his ears, and he couldn't even hear Zang Nandu's heavy breathing against his ears.

He can't get out.

Even if the consciousness knows that it is acting now, but the body is still in the instinct of animal desire and desire, lazily leaning on Zang Nandu.

He stretched out his hand backwards, and his two arms stuck to the other's approaching face, his eye sockets were still sore, as long as he turned his head to one side, he could touch the other's earlobe.

"Master Zang," Qi Lin whispered into Zang Nandu's ears in the last Qingming, "You hurt me."

Qi Lin spoke in a low voice, but passed close to the other party's ear.

Compared with the slap just now, it is obvious that this sentence is still effective, Qi Lin felt that the force of pinching his wrist was lighter, and the other party's pause followed.

This time was actually very long, and Zang Nandu always maintained this posture. In the end, he slowly stood up from the sofa, and by the way, he reached out to take Qi Lin with him, and finally helped straighten Qi Lin's crumpled clothes. .

Ge Wanshu took two steps and leaned forward, took Qi Lin's hand and patted the back of it lightly, as if comfortingly embracing Qi Lin's shoulder.

In response, Qilin also gave Ge Wanshu a look, indicating that he was fine.

Qilin thought that Ge Wanshu came here because he was afraid that he would be frightened by Zang Nandu's outburst of drama, so he came to comfort him.

It was not the first time for Qi Lin to face Zang Nandu's situation, so he was mentally prepared today, but he had never seen Zang Nandu's immersive performance habits before.

Zang Nandu's habits can be seen through more contacts.

Zang Nandu looked at Qi Lin, and then turned to the trainees who were already a little confused, "Acting is to undertake all kinds of temporary and reasonable emotional outbursts. As long as the emotions come out, they must be accepted if they do not violate the character's personality."

"So as long as you give the role, bring it in. At this time, you yourself can't make excuses after taking off the show." Zang Nandu looked at Liang Shuxing who was sitting on the side, pointing out something.

No one answered his words, and the people around him just nodded.

It was obvious that Zang Nandu's team was Qilin's team.

"All the additional actions that can better reflect the character's psychological role are correct." Zang Nandu stretched out his hand and tapped Qilin's shoulder, and then went to Ge Wanshu's side, bowing his head slightly. .”

Ge Wanshu herself also smiled gratifiedly, "I think it's still very bright, don't go back in the afternoon, I haven't seen you for so long, stay with me more," Ge Wanshu held Zang Nandu's hand, but his eyes kept on He aimed at Qi Lin, and finally dragged Zang Nandu up the stairs.

The recording in the afternoon continued as usual, and Liang Shuxing also made an official announcement due to facial problems.

But Weibo doesn't stop.

Everyone bombarded the comment area because Liang Shuxing posted another photo of himself recording life at [-]:[-] p.m. and deleted it in seconds.

-Damn it, I hate it so much, I understand it when it comes to filming, but it doesn't have to be so hard, right? ?

- As an artist, he relies on his face to make a living, did ql do it on purpose?

-Their styles are so close, they just grab the same bowl of rice, so it is really obvious, the purpose of ql is obviously not pure, okay?

During dinner, Qilin scrolled through Weibo boredly, and all he saw were comments like this, including Liang Shuxing's instantly deleted screenshot.

It is basically a selfie with a frontal face. I am afraid that others will not see it, and I specially adjusted the direction, talking about the hard work of clocking in and recording, and the following is basically asking about the origin of this face.

That's why there was the first hot search tonight.

#梁武星was slapped and injured#

Those who bring topics are also geniuses. Throwing such shocking and misleading headlines on the hot searches will not even cost money, and the staying power will be enough.

Qi Lin originally didn't plan to watch it again, there is never a shortage of rhythmic people in this kind of thing.

Just as I was about to take a shower, I saw an inconspicuous entry.

#North City Chinese Opera#

He was familiar with the name, and when he wanted to click on it, Chun Meiling got a call.

"I'm so mad!" Chun Meiling said loudly.

It was so loud that Qi Lin was forced to hold the microphone very far away, "If you say hot search, in fact—"

Before Qi Lin finished speaking, Chun Meiling took the lead, "The video I edited was one step too late."

Qi Lin tilted his head and asked with a smile, "What video?"

Chun Meiling was not reconciled, "I don't know who is quicker, I cut the scene where you and Master Zang had an audition in the morning, and sorted out the incident better than me. I only finished half of it, and the finished product was uploaded. The video is much better than mine, just wait and see, Liang Shuxing won't be able to dance for a long time before he has to reverse."

"Originally, I wanted to be your first clarification video, but your fans are faster than me." Chun Meiling's disappointed tone was also revealing happiness, "Your fans are better than me now."

Qilin comforted her a few words, and Chun Meiling hung up the phone with a smile again.

When Qi Lin also hung up the phone and returned to Weibo, he realized that he clicked on the bottom hashtag just now, followed by "boiling".

#North City Chinese Opera#

After clicking on it, he saw Zang Nandu ten years ago.

The person in the video was thin and tall at that time. At Zang Nandu's age, he was still in junior high school. He was waiting for Zang Nandu to go to university, so he rarely saw each other. He was at the most handsome age of that man.

Without oneself.

But at his prime age.

But all he could think about was that man.

Waiting for him to switch back to Weibo, he saw that the top one had become the hot hashtag of #北城中剧#.

But when I clicked in, it turned into two videos.

One is the clip of the audition in the morning, and the other is the sign of Beicheng Chinese Opera.

It is a video of Zang Nandu rehearsing a big play in his early years.

In it, Zang Nandu’s appearance is very different from the present one, with the innocent look of a young man in his eyes. The name of the play is "Midsummer". The annual rehearsal theme of Beicheng Chinese Opera is relatively free. From time to time, I had the opportunity to watch some excerpts that have been praised by the instructor for several years, because they were all young shoots cultivated at that time, so even the tension under the traditional concept is enough to become a classic.

But this one clearly subverts tradition.

At that time, the secretive emotions between same-sex people can be performed on a higher level in this way. Apart from being bold, it is the sincerity of the performance.

The things in his eyes have not changed for more than ten years.

This is why only "Midsummer" is different.

The excerpts in the video are incomplete, but even the cut excerpts can be seen, Zang Nandu's pursuit of interpretation at that time.

Zang Nandu in it was only wearing a black T-shirt, his hair was not as proper as a student's back then, it was so short that it hurt his hands, his exposed neck was still the same as now, the bones running down the spine were neat and regular, In it he plays a comrade.

Qilin found the earphones by himself, crossed his legs on the bed, and continued to watch with his chin resting on his hand.

Perhaps because of the essential requirements of the stage play, Zang Nandu's acting technique was very bold at that time, and all the senses in it were captured by Zang Nandu alone, and then vented.

Qi Lin changed his posture, and slowly lay down on the bed, until his entire face was almost stuck on the screen.

This is the most extreme sense of substitution brought by Zang Nandu.

It was great to watch him perform.

When Qi Lin came out from this video, his back was covered with cold sweat.

He just took a shower, and now he can only sit up straight and fan the wind. The quality of the video clips is high-quality, and the comments are as explosive as you can imagine.

-Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, the slot groove, it is really okay. At that time, the subject matter of the graduation drama in Beicheng was very powerful. Still looking really amazing now.

- My God, what kind of fairy is this?Why haven't I heard of such an awesome graduate from Beicheng Chinese Opera?I have never seen such a person in the entertainment industry.

- Jimei upstairs probably doesn't know the znd of Y City. If he had eaten this bowl of rice in his early years, he would probably be at the level of an actor now.

- Or people don't care about it?After all, sitting in the back and being the boss is much better than laughing in front of a screen.

- I watched a few scenes that really hurt, or the former actors were dedicated to their work, they were really beaten, and now I can't even touch my face.

- No, the comparison with lsx, who only knows half of his face with yin and yang, is so simple, and I remember correctly that "Boundless Realm" is his first play, and now I am really worried about the book fans.

Liang Shuxing's black fans mixed in in the main building, and they ridiculed more than a dozen floors. It is said that Liang Shuxing deleted WeChat twice in seconds.

Qi Lin ignores the debates above for the time being, and only looks at the previous works themselves. The contrast with his feelings about the play with him today is still very strong.

It is also more intuitive to see that after so many years, Zang Nandu's skills are still there.

It's just that he obviously has a lot of affection for this industry, but in the end he couldn't gain a foothold in it.

His problem is non-ability. He should have tried to change it over the years. Judging from the final result, he may have chosen the most fundamental method.

Give up acting.

When I played with Zang Nandu in the morning, it was obvious that I was completely taken away by the other party. I couldn't get rid of the almost mind-controlling feeling.

Thinking back, Qi Lin felt that his hands were still sticky with sweat.

Qilin got off the bed with bare feet, groped into the bathroom by himself, stripped himself clean, and jumped into the bathtub.

When he closed his eyes, it was the eyes that Zang Nandu pressed on him in the morning.

like another person.

It's like himself again.

Qi Lin thought to himself, the window outside started to crack, he didn't care at first, and finally it turned into two flaps of the window, and Qi Lin went to the balcony with bare feet.

The wind at night was stronger than he thought. It is estimated that when the season changes, the northwest wind is stronger. Qi Lin stood there for a while, and his hair was blown to a mess. After taking a few breaths, Qi Lin got into the bathroom After 10 minutes of washing, I stretched my arms and went to the small balcony again, pinching the mobile phone and watching the person in the video carefully. There was a piece of clean skin in the wide neckline.

That tattoo should have existed after graduation.

Qilin thought to himself, and suddenly looked downstairs.

The sparks flickered on and off in the night, and finally followed by the burnt fireworks.

The familiar smell of smoke began to float upwards.

The brand has not been changed.

Qilin moved his eyes and dialed Zang Nandu's number.

There was movement from below.

The number of floors in this small building is not high, and there are only three or four floors when viewed directly, so Qilin is basically sure that the person standing underneath smoking a cold cigarette is Zang Nandu.

The phone number was dialed, but Zang Nandu didn't answer.

Qi Lin also hung up his cell phone on the second floor.

Holding a cigarette by himself, he continued to lean forward and look down. He didn't wear glasses, his eyesight was poor at night, and his hair was still dripping. He stretched out his hand along his forehead and pulled his hair up from back to front, grabbed three palm prints, and looked down. When you are talking, you can see it more clearly. The other party's mobile phone screen is on, but you don't know what to look at.

Qi Lin thought about the previous video, and Zang Nandu probably only had it.

Thinking about it, he just said it, holding his hands on the railing, and shouting down, "Want a cigarette?"

Hearing the voice, the people below raised their heads and waved their hands in the night, "Leave the smell after a while."

"Teacher Zang," Qi Lin stepped down on his feet and leaned out with half of his body, "Let's talk for a while."

There was a cigarette box in Qilin's hand, and he stretched his arms downward, first shaking them in the air, letting the other party hear the sound, and then let go of the pinched fingers, "I invite you. "

The person below received the cigarette, even if it was blown in the direction of the wind, the person below still received it steadily, then stood back and lit it by himself.

At this moment, the yellowed and old light bulb in the iron cover under the small building turned on, and Qi Lin saw the lighter held in the opponent's hand familiarly.

Confiscate your own money.

"Is it very easy to use?" Qi Lin suppressed his laughter, continued to probe down, and pointed behind himself casually, "I have better ones in the roof," he said here, slanting He leaned forward, his eyes narrowed slightly because he wanted to see clearly, "Come in and have a seat?"

While Qilin was talking, a gust of wind came, and it was the coldest wind in the air. He curled his hair and covered his eyes, making Qilin blink uncomfortable.

He waited for a while and the person below didn't speak. He wanted to open his mouth when he heard the other person say, "I'll get a headache when I'm wet and blown by the wind."

Qi Lin grabbed his hair, and his palms were soaked again, "Can you see clearly?"

Because the surrounding light was really not that good, Qi Lin couldn't even see Zang Nandu's expression clearly below, so he was surprised that he could tell whether his hair was dry or wet.

"No," Zang Nandu held his cigarette and raised his head and said, "The nose smells."

"fragrant."

After Zang Nandu finished speaking, the spark in his hand went out, and he only smoked a third of the cigarette.

"Go to bed early, let's go." Zang Nandu turned around and lifted his feet, his car was parked at the door, a few steps away, without delaying much.

Every time Night Breeze burrowed into Qi Lin's hair, it seemed to make him unconscious. He looked at the man's back and let out a soft cry.

Then he straddled the railing with half of his leg on one hand, his heels stuck to the bottom concrete stone platform, half-sat on it, and waved to Zang Nandu, "Really not coming?"

Zang Nandu turned on his toes, and saw a child who was flailing his teeth and claws.

Qilin's room is at the end of the most remote corridor on the second floor, and the one close to it is a protruding single room, and the balcony is also a little smaller than other people's places.

Stand alone.

Very narrow.

Zang Nandu at the bottom didn't speak.

Qi Lin may have been stunned by the wind now, and his other long leg also stepped forward, and now it has become two legs dangling outside the railing.

"Really not coming?" Qi Lin asked again and at the same time he still couldn't grasp it well, and in the end only one arm was left hanging crookedly on his head.

"Qilin," Zang Nandu turned around and called him, "stand still."

"Teacher Zang, if you don't come—"

The wind started to get stronger and stronger, and the oversized shirt that Qi Lin was wearing began to blow the wind everywhere, whistling through it.

"Qilin," the sound from downstairs was louder than before, and Zang Nandu was getting faster and faster on his feet.

Finally, he jumped down from the second floor with his arms outstretched, and at the same time mixed a sentence in the wind,

"Then I'm going to—"

The author has something to say: Qi Lin: I am very light.

70公斤的样子。感谢在2020-05-0806:18:53~2020-05-0821:12:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: A1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 2 pens; A1;

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