wild love theory

47.

Yang Ou has the spirit of a model worker. As soon as the crew of "Dream Man" was finished, he went to a reality show as a flying guest.

Zhou Haiyi wants to take advantage of the Spring Festival to stabilize Yang Ou's popularity. The best way is to show more variety shows.She worked hard and managed to squeeze Yang Ou into one of the most popular variety shows nowadays.

This variety show is a copy of the popular South Korean escape room star reality show. The guests need to work together to complete tasks, solve mysteries, and escape from birth.The program configuration has always been very high.

Yang Ou took a look at the other participating guests, all of them were awesome.Looking at the script mission again, it is also very exciting.

Zhou Haiyi really has two talents, and her skills are getting better and better.Yang Ou couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Yang Ou also recorded variety shows when they were the most popular in the past, but the variety shows at that time were different from now, and the guests showed their original ecology.But now variety shows are no easier than filming TV dramas, especially when he recorded consecutive files.

It’s nothing to stay up all night, many scenes are afraid of being worn out, and in order to achieve better entertainment effects, the guests must be done repeatedly, and the most important thing is that it must be done in one go.

After all, every extra hour spent on lighting, photography, scenery, and props is burning real celebrity coins.Yang Ou suffered a lot when he was a young actor. He went into the water in winter and was exposed to the sun in summer. He was bitten by mosquitoes when he went to the mountains to shoot, and even suffered minor injuries for shooting certain distorted angles.But he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes to survive all these.Later, during the period when it became popular, the shooting environment was unbelievably good, and basically everyone was being courted to complete the work.

Probably in order to promote the "Dream Man", Shao Qing was also invited to the variety show this time, as a flying guest like Yang Ou.

Taking advantage of the filming break, Shao Qing came over to talk to him, complimenting him on his dedication.

Yang Ou smiled and blew back at each other.While chatting, the topic naturally couldn't avoid Xing Wanghai.

Shao Qing said: "Teacher Xing hasn't had any activities recently, did he have the Spring Festival holiday in advance? This show should be given us a chance because he didn't make it to Joe during his schedule."

Yang Ou didn't mind Shao Qing's outspokenness, what's more, he was telling the truth.

Yang Ou joked along Shao Qing's words, "Then we have to give Teacher Xing a big red envelope on New Year's Eve, thank you for his generosity."

After finishing speaking, the two laughed in unison.

"By the way," Shao Qing's tone suddenly became low, and his expression became mysterious, "Did you know that Yi Yiqun is currently recruiting actors to audition? He is going to make a new film. It is said that there is no movement for three years for the works that are going to international competitions. , this came prepared.”

Yang Ou didn't answer, and was silent for a while, then asked, "Are you interested?"

"This is Yi's play, who wouldn't be interested?"

Shao Qing's tone was a little excited. Realizing that his volume was too high, he looked around guiltily and lowered his voice, "Do you know who wrote this script?"

Yang Ou shook his head.

Shao Qing said a name, which made Yang Ou frown.

Several staff members came over and wanted to take a photo with them, Shao Qing readily agreed, and Yang Ou stepped aside with a dignified expression.

When it was his turn to take a photo with Yang Ou, one of the girls nervously hooked Yang Ou's arm, taking advantage of the moment the phone clicked and whispered: "I hope Yang Xingtan is true."

Yang Ou:?

When Yang Ou wanted to ask something more, the girl blushed and ran away.

After filming the variety show, it was early morning when Yang Ou returned home.

He was so exhausted that he let his phone vibrate wildly aside.He scolded his mother in his heart, but finally answered Zhou Haiyi's call.

Zhou Haiyi was so excited that she almost broke her voice, "A group of Yi hand-picked you to audition! What kind of jackpot did you win the f*cking lottery! Whether it's the best or the best!"

Zhou Haiyi emphasized "No Ji Tai Lai" twice, which is indeed a bit bewildered.

Yang Ou: ...

After hanging up the phone, Yang Ou rubbed his swollen temples, thinking, why can't we avoid Yi Group's scenes now?

Xu Xu wanted him to act, and Zhou Haiyi also wanted him to act, not surprisingly.

Yang Ou exhaled, feeling inexplicably melancholy.

48.

Yang Ou was finally free, he happily asked Xing Wanghai, ready to pursue the road.

It is true that Xing Wanghai has not been working recently, and Ye Ling has made clear arrangements for him to start work after the holiday.

Xing Wanghai was not surprised to receive Yang Ou's invitation. After all, the scene of Yang Ou's confession was still running around in his mind vividly like yesterday.

After only tossing and turning for one night, he decided to give the two of them a chance.At least, he wanted to find out whether this throbbing belonged to Li Juncheng's empathy, or to the genuine Xing Wanghai.

Yang Ou has always been simple in the matter of chasing people, he has a little fluff, but he doesn't want to use it to deal with Xing Wanghai.He wanted to understand the other party, and even more so, he wanted the other party to try to understand himself.So, he decided to take Xing Wanghai to watch a musical.

Xing Wanghai also found it very novel.Not just about the date, but about the content of the date.

He thought that Yang Ou was either extremely vulgar or romantic to the end, but in the end he chose the same one.

The two agreed to meet at the entrance of the theater.

Xing Wanghai pretended to be so disguised that even his mother didn't recognize him, hunched his neck, rubbed his little hands, and looked through the autumn water in the cold wind.

"Why don't you go in and wait?" Yang Ou patted him on the shoulder, although his tone was reproachful, his eyes were distressed.

"Come on, give me your hand."

Before Xing Wanghai could react, Yang Ou put the other party's hand into his pocket without saying a word, using the heat of his palm to dissipate the cold.

Xing Wanghai didn't resist, his ears turned red.

Probably as the Spring Festival is approaching, more than half of the foreign visitors in Yancheng have returned to their hometowns, the flow of people has dropped sharply, and the theater is quieter than expected.

Xing Wanghai sat down next to Yang Ou, feeling somewhat expectant and uncertain.

The stage is hung with heavy drapes, which imitate the texture of velvet, like a door to another space, waiting to be opened.

Xing Wanghai thought that when he was in middle school, he was drawn to acting in a drama, playing the twin sister Viola in Shakespeare's "No. 12 Nights".All female roles in this play are played by boys, and the screenwriter has made a lot of detailed changes.Without the classic whalebone skirt and returning to the modern background, it is still a good story that is both ironic and ironic.

Xing Wanghai had a great time acting, and opened up another world from then on, knowing that he adores being the focus of the spotlight, he should be born to belong to the stage.

Today they were watching the Broadway classic "Rent."

The thick voice of chanting suddenly sounded above the empty theater, and Xing Wanghai sat up straight in shock, staring at the stage without blinking.

The curtain is slowly opened, intertwined light and shadow, and people's shadows, the New York apartment in the 90s of the [-]th century is presented in front of you.

It was a Christmas Eve, when the tenants with different thoughts got together, because they couldn't pay the rent, the story kicked off.

The actor who plays Mark talks about his documentary, dreading the message from his parents on the answering machine, yet full of anticipation.

The perspective slowly shifted to other tenants. Everyone has their own problems, maybe related to disease, maybe related to life, but more about love.

When the stage turned into a gloomy blue, strong emotions hit like a tide, and the prelude to "seasonslove" sounded.

Xing Wanghai trembled involuntarily, feeling his throat was dry and his eyes moist.

52 minutes, 52 wonderful moments.

This line of lyrics almost mobilized all the music-related time of Xing Wanghai, his sweat and youth, as well as the resonance that had been buried for a long time.

He even remembered that the song he sang for the first time in front of the camera was "weareyoung". It was the first stage of the draft. He and his teammates left the stage after singing, hugged and cried.Those pure and moving moments were awakened in this way.

Later, he admitted that he was not good enough, had no talent in singing and dancing, and could not be a qualified idol, so he applied to Ye Ling, hoping to further his studies and become an actor.

Being an actor is not as easy as being an idol. More often than not, he feels helpless and lonely, and the discussions and doubts behind his back have never stopped.Ye Ling was worried about his mental state, and hinted tactfully that he didn't have to work so hard.Xing Wanghai looks stubborn, and he is indeed stubborn.Compared with most unknown people, he has already won at the starting line, how can he easily ruin a good hand?

The moment he was recognized as a real actor, he stood on the podium without saying a word.The memorized speech was useless, and the huge chasing light covered him. He felt exhausted, as if he had tried his best from the beginning, but fell at the end, unable to breathe.

Xing Wanghai hated Keqi, but couldn't restrain his sadness, and wept silently.

He sniffed carefully, when suddenly, his elbow was lightly bumped.

Yang Ou turned sideways, turned over, and hugged him through the seat.

Who is sad, who is struggling, who is moved, and who is afraid.

There is him in the spotlight, and he is also in the script. They performed a play and remembered each other's body temperature.

"Don't cry." Yang Ou pressed against his ear, his voice was low and sweet, like warm wind blowing.

The story is over and the actors are taking their curtain call.

The two people in the front seat had disappeared.

Yang Ou dragged Xing Wanghai's hand and walked towards his car.

Xing Wanghai's hands were hot, but his face was cold, he felt his heart beating non-stop.

Yang Ou opened the rear door, pushed Xing Wanghai into the back seat, and got in himself.The space in the carriage was small, which made the two tall and long-legged men look very cramped.

Xing Wanghai was half lying down, Yang Ou looked down at him from above, his slow and heavy breathing fell on Xing Wanghai's cheeks, sweeping away his exquisite facial features.

They looked at each other like this, unable to avoid it at all, let their eyes be entangled, turning into a pool of spring water and silently flowing into the dream at night.

No one made a sound, afraid that if they made a sound, they would be broken into powder and diluted in water.

Yang Ou leaned over, prying open his lips reverently like in slow motion in a movie.

Xing Wanghai remained motionless, letting him get whatever he wanted.

Sometimes high-pitched, sometimes tactful, they kissed like they had never kissed before, and they kissed fascinated.It's winter outside the car, but they know that spring is here because it's so hot inside the car.

Xing Wanghai put his arms around Yang Ou's neck, and the short hair on the back of his neck scratched his heart.His thoughts were scattered, thinking of the phrase he just heard at the scene, it seemed to be still lingering in his ears:

"There is no absolute truth,

With absolute freedom of choice,

Respect the self that does not follow the tide,

Homage to faith and turmoil,

Respect all taboos,

respect Buddha,

respect gay,

To any sexuality,

Respect wise people,

To Branson,

respect indifference,

Dear Information Theory,

Sincerely,

Regards ecstasy,

Dear S&M,

The sound of iced tea being stirred. "【1】

Respect this encounter, respect love for wrapping your body, respect love for breathing and drowning, respect for the ocean and seagulls, respect for you finally coming to find me.

"What are you thinking?" Yang Ou stroked Xing Wanghai's scattered hair on his forehead and asked.

"I'm thinking... you're by my side."