wild love theory

38.

After taking graduation photos, Li Juncheng didn't want to participate in the farewell ceremony in the auditorium. He finished packing his schoolbag and waited for the classroom to become empty and quiet.Wan Huo did not know when he appeared at the back door and called his name.

They left together along the road they had walked for three years.

Wan Huo proposed to eat the boiled fish outside the school. After going to college, they divided their food, so they couldn't eat as much as they wanted.

Li Juncheng refused in his heart. He has never been able to eat spicy food, but he still followed.

In the white cubicle, the private room is full of people from inside to outside.They came at meal time, and there was a long queue at the door.This restaurant is very famous, and its business is always busy from noon to midnight, just like a bandit's floating banquet. The boiled fish restaurant is the highlight of this food street.

Li Juncheng doesn't like the fly restaurant very much, he just wants to leave some memories.

Wan Huo greeted the front desk with ease, said a few words, and brought the two of them into the private room.

Wan Huo said to the waiter as usual.

After a short while, a large pot of boiled fish was brought up in a metal bowl as big as a washbasin, glistening with oil and steam.The red peppers are all over the surface, and some green coriander makes it more appetizing.

Wan Huo used a spoon to push away the hot pepper oil, revealing the glistening fish meat, and he scooped up the bottom again, and the bean sprouts and cabbage underneath were also rich in various side dishes.Even if Li Juncheng is not addicted to spicy food, seeing this scene is still a little bit twitchy.Wan Huo put a few pieces in his bowl, and did not forget to cool the fish carefully for him.

"Try it." Wan Huo looked at him expectantly.

Li Juncheng took a bite of the fish, and it was really tender, with a lingering fragrance on his lips and teeth. Even the spiciness was reasonable and not uncomfortable. After eating it, both of them began to sweat and began to pour soda drinks non-stop.

Wan Huo told him that the store was closing.Maybe this is their last meeting here.

Li Juncheng was surprised.

Wan Huo explained to him, "City construction, the government asked to relocate, but the boss didn't say whether it will reopen."

Li Juncheng didn't speak, he ate a few more mouthfuls of fish.He is trying to remember this taste, with worldly spicy, but full of ordinary happiness.

It belongs to him and Wanhuo.The brief youthful time of the two of them.

"Cut! Change the makeup and move on to the next scene." The assistant director gave an order on the intercom.

Yang Ou got up and recovered from the state just now.Xing Wanghai's lips were a little red and swollen. He was indeed like Li Juncheng, who couldn't eat spicy food at all. Brother Li handed him milk to relieve the spicy food, and Xing Wanghai gulped it down.

"Are you okay?" Yang Ou's brows and eyes were full of worry.

Xing Wanghai took the warm water to rinse his mouth, and waved to Yang Ou.

The field manager came over and urged them to go to the service room to change clothes.

Xing Wanghai's last solo scene was also his last shot.In the same scene, it was after things changed.

The makeup artist re-drawn the outline of Xing Wanghai, and applied some brown blush on the cheekbones.Xing Wanghai asked her: "Does Li Juncheng look too good like this?"

The make-up artist stopped moving and explained with a smile: "Mr. Xing, Director Fang told me that you must dress smartly for the next scene, and try to make you look as handsome as possible, so as to be in sharp contrast with the memories."

Xing Wanghai thought about it for a second, and it made sense, so he stopped asking and quietly let the makeup artist take care of his hair.He just used his peripheral vision to look for Yang Ou from time to time.

Yang Ou was sitting in the corner, seeming to be taking a nap, holding an A4 notebook in his hand.Xing Wanghai recognized it, it was Yang Ou who carried it with him during the first audition.The edge of the book has been curled, exposing the dense text.

Xing Wanghai stared at Yang Ou's veiny hand, remembering the way Yang Ou touched him, and the kiss yesterday.

Last night, he suffered from insomnia and suddenly wanted to watch Yang Ou's work.I specially dug it out from the favorites and read it roughly.

Obviously it is the kind of role of three men and four men in urban love dramas in the eight o'clock file, but Yang Ou's performance is delicate and vicious, and people will mistakenly think it is an old drama with superb acting skills. After careful consideration, it is the strength of the actor himself , which does not deviate from the plot but also adds to the icing on the cake for the characters.

Although Yang Ou often shocked Xing Wanghai at the scene of the cooperation, but through the screen and tasting this man, he can feel his quietness and strength even more.Xing Wanghai knew that Yang Ou had fallen to the bottom because of the scandal, but this was not what he cared about.He thought, such a person used to spend soy sauce most of the time.

He stayed in the circle for a long time, and he was once considered a vase, and he could only get ahead by relying on strong support. It was not until the publication of the work "Surrounding" that he broke the secular stereotypes. With this shareholder style, Xing Wang The most popular star reality show in Shanghai, because of its good looks and the nature of being honest with the public, it is strongly sought after and has become a phenomenon-level powerful idol.

In the days to come, he relied on his personal charm and luck to win over most of his fans, and he didn't have to put in too much effort to endure hardships and stand hard work, racking his brains to worry about improving his skills.

How lucky he was, and how lonely he was.

After the age of 20, I spend most of my life filming in different cities. I come and go in the crew, and I seldom observe and contact real people in life.As the workload continued to increase, he felt more and more oppression from the dark side of his heart.He thought about letting go, just wanting to hide in his dark corner to catch his breath.

The appearance of Yang Ou during the audition actually touched him very much.

He was even a little envious of people like Yang Ou, who could concentrate on the tense appearance of work without spending on unnecessary reality shows and maintaining the false image of being a popular star.

Yang Ou is different from others, he will not deliberately flatter him, nor will he despise him behind his back, let alone regard him as a competitor.

Yang Ou regards him as Li Juncheng, as Xing Wanghai, as his lover.

Xing Wanghai thought, what kind of state should a person be in to fall in love with someone other than the person he fell in love with at first sight?Xing Wanghai didn't dare to think about it, loving someone who is different from him, but still a man, is simply desolate.

He has never been in love, and he is at a loss when facing love, and he can't even believe it when he finds himself tempted.Later, he understood that love is unreasonable, and he came, so only this person is TheOne.

Yang Ou slept until his nose itched.Confused, no matter how I rub it, my nose is still itchy.

Opening his eyes, Xing Wanghai's face came into view.

The make-up on Xing Wanghai's face is exquisite, and a smile can easily shake people's hearts.

Yang Ou was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he was not dreaming.

"Didn't sleep well last night?" Xing Wanghai smiled again.

Yang Ou straightened up, rubbed his astringent eyes, "No...you slept well last night?"

Unexpectedly, Yang Ou would ask back, Xing Wanghai lowered his eyes shyly, and coughed lightly as if to cover up.

Subconsciously, Yang Ou wanted to rub his hair, and also wanted to hold his face, to see his vivid eyes because of him.But he held back, he told himself, it's time to proceed step by step.

The scene manager came to urge Xing Wanghai to play, and Xing Wanghai asked: "Have the director and the photographer discussed the shooting?"

"Yeah, it's been decided, just waiting for you."

Yang Ou patted Xing Wanghai's shoulder, "I'll go with you."

Xing Wanghai's face brightened obviously.

Yang Ou looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

The scene was ready, the director shouted "Ready" behind the monitor, and then the recording shouted "OK", the cameraman shouted "Running" when the film reached normal speed, Xing Wanghai adjusted his breathing, allowing himself to quickly enter the role.With the director's "start", the cameraman descended from the panorama on the cannon.

Li Juncheng parked the car and walked to the door of the store, but there was still a long queue.Without Wan Huo following him, he knew that the private rooms here had to be reserved in advance.After waiting for more than two hours, I bought boiled fish.

Sitting in the crowded shop, he smelled the familiar spicy smell, tasted the fish, it was still so fresh and tender, and it was still so spicy.He took another bite of bean sprouts, each with soup, very tasty.It seems that everything is the same as before, still the taste in memory.

He took a few more mouthfuls, and felt that everything was different from before, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

He was suddenly so hot that he coughed vigorously, beckoning the waiter to bring a drink.

Li Juncheng began to cry while coughing.As a result, the tears became more and more violent, and they couldn't help rolling down the table, the back of the hand, and the boiled fish soup.

It turned out that it was still different. Wan Huo, who had eaten boiled fish with him back then, was still absent after all.

Li Juncheng cried, unable to eat even a mouthful of boiled fish.

The director yelled "Cut", and the scene recorder also yelled, "Teacher photography, down!", with a sudden snap, scaring Xing Wanghai who was in an emotional state out of the play.

Xing Wanghai came back to his senses and looked at the director expectantly. Director Fang had a delicate expression, frowned, and walked over.

"Li Juncheng's way of crying just now was wrong. He didn't need to be so anxious at first, but shed tears silently, and then he vented his emotions greatly. Let's do it all over again!"

Yang Ou came over and patted Xing Wanghai on the shoulder, signaling him not to care.Xing Wanghai was a little discouraged, feeling that it was almost the end and he couldn't finish it perfectly, so his face became ugly.

Yang Ou gently stroked Xing Wanghai's back, and put it close to his ear, "It's nothing difficult, don't wrinkle your nose and cry, don't hold back the tears, but it's still the kind that falls down, save more tears In the eye sockets, wait until the throat is dry, and then cry with the whole body."

Xing Wanghai closed his eyes and imagined according to what Yang Ou said. Yang Ou's hands were wandering on his lower back, his fingers were jumping like playing a piano.

"Just remember this feeling, and it will definitely work this time." Yang Ou said affectionately.

At the audition, Yang Ou felt that Xing Wanghai had a good image, just standing there was pleasing to the eye.When he convinced Rouwan, he really thought that Xing Wanghai was worthy of being polished, and with that temperament that matched Li Juncheng, who else could he choose.

At this moment, he saw Xing Wanghai pursing his lips into a straight line, holding the chopsticks with slightly trembling hands, and there were tears in his red eyes.The sadness from the inside out slowly spread, blocking the atrium of the person, and finally turned into a quiet cry.

The entire set was extremely quiet, save for the sound of machines running.

Xing Wanghai's cry was not very loud, but the blue veins on his neck had revealed his pain, which was much more sad than heart-piercing crying.

Li Juncheng collapsed quietly, but Xing Wanghai did it, and the effect is amazing.

With the director's "cut", Xing Wanghai was done.

The field manager rushed over, stuffed a large bouquet of purple flowers into his hands, and congratulated him on the completion with a beaming smile.Applause gradually erupted from around.

Xing Wanghai rubbed his swollen eye sockets, sucked his nose and bowed to thank everyone.

Yang Ou quietly looked at him in the monitor, closed his eyes, his throat was dry.

Really sad.Yang Ou swallowed his saliva, lost and fixed him in place.

Xing Wanghai walked towards him with the bouquet in his arms, and everyone started booing, saying that they would have a special farewell.

Xing Wanghai was a little embarrassed, he leaned in front of Yang Ou, and called him softly, "Teacher Yang?"

Yang Ou came back to his senses and looked at him without blinking.

This boy who is seven years younger than him is, no, a man.

He has a pretty face, slightly bulging chest, black and thick hair, cold lips, and vivid eyes.Everything made Yang Ou nostalgic, wanting to kiss and touch.

How can you like it so much?

What's the point of liking it?

Xing Wanghai handed the bouquet to others, and whispered to Yang Ou, "Brother Ou, hurry up later."

Yang Ou's heart tightened, could this kid...

Before his brain started spinning, Yang Ou felt a warm force on his waist, his legs suddenly hung in the air, and he was hugged horizontally.He reflexively circled Xing Wanghai's neck.

Xing Wanghai looked thin, but he didn't expect his strength to be underestimated. He held Yang Ou firmly and walked around the scene.

The extras group had already prepared their cameras and video cameras, and more people took out their mobile phones and clicked to take pictures.Laughter echoed in my ears.

Yang Ou was stunned for a while, he felt unreal.

Xing Wanghai held the person in his arms tightly, feeling that the world was very noisy.

After putting Yang Ou down, Xing Wanghai's hand was still on Yang Ou's waist, as if stuck firmly by double-sided tape, he was reluctant to leave.

Yang Ou turned sideways, passed Xing Wanghai's arm, and hugged him tightly.

Xing Wanghai's panting was a bit heavy, he felt Yang Ou's warm breath stirring every nerve in him.

"Goodbye, Li Juncheng."

Wanghai heard Yang Ou speak clearly.

Goodbye, Li Juncheng.

Hello, Xing Wanghai.