Daylight past

"That was the first few years when you debuted." Gu Yiming paused, and said in a gentle tone, "The schedule is relatively full."

Wen Nian crossed his legs, his loose trouser legs exposed his slender ankles, he turned his body and leaned into the sofa, he asked, "What about now, will it still be so full?"

Gu Yiming smiled, and said, "Not now, you already have the strength to decide what you want to do?"

Hearing what he said, Wen Nian's long and slender eyelashes were gently clustered together. He closed his eyes and asked Gu Yiming to turn off the tablet. He changed his posture again, looked up at the ceiling, and said to Gu Yiming: " Then can I not sing or dance, I don’t know those anymore, and I don’t want to learn.”

Gu Yiming was taken aback for a moment, he was in a bit of a dilemma, his fingers were on the edge of the tablet, and he regretted what he said to him just now, so he had no choice but to say to Wen Nian: "I can't decide this matter, I have to go and talk to sister Xiang about it." , Sister Xiang agreed, and I still need to discuss with the company to plan your future acting path together."

"So troublesome?" Wen Nian buried his face in the pillow.

After Gu Yiming saw it, he went to pull the pillow away, and said, "Be careful not to rub the wound."

Wen Nian didn't speak anymore, he seemed unhappy. Seeing Wen Nian like this, Gu Yiming felt a bit of a headache. In the past, Wen Nian was also unhappy, and at that time he would lose his temper and make big noises. Nao can throw things, but it's not like now, sitting with his back facing him aggrieved, shrunk his shoulders as if angry.

Gu Yiming is a person who is soft and not hard, he can't see others like this, let alone Wen Nian who has always been like a bully, so he can only speak kindly, and said in a negotiating tone: "Actually, it is also possible for you not to be like this in the future. For those who dance and sing, you already acted in idol dramas, and it’s okay to do the reverse, but if you’re going to go full-time into acting, it’s okay if you don’t appear on stage in the future.”

"Really?" Wen Nian turned his head, the little animal's eyes lit up, as if it had found food.

Gu Yiming nodded hesitantly, looked at Wen Nian's small face, and said, "But... your acting skills are really bad, I still have TV series you have acted in here, you should watch them first."

Throughout the day, Wen Nian watched all the idol dramas that Gu Yiming had found for him, watching them at double speed. After watching them, his head was dizzy, and the wound on his forehead hurt more than before.

Gu Yiming observed Wen Nian's expression, and saw that Wen Nian's dull expression slowly recovered, he thought for a while, and said hesitantly: "I still want to talk to Xiang Li, I think... my acting skills should not be that bad. "

Gu Yiming laughed "puchi", Wen Nian frowned slightly, Gu Yiming could only wave his hands and said, "I didn't mean to laugh at you."

Wen Nian rolled his eyes, really didn't want to pay attention to him, and because he was buried, he felt that he should do something, so he threw the pillow in his arms over, and gave a symbolic "hum", finally got it A little temper.

Gu Yiming stayed with Wen Nian for a day, taking out lunch and dinner. He found that Wen Nian used to like hot and sour food, but now he likes to eat some light side dishes. I don't touch it at all, and my appetite is not very good. I used to eat less, but now it is better, even less than before.

He asked Wen Nian to eat more, and Wen Nian put a few grains of rice in his mouth like a chicken pecking at rice.

He is like this, he listens to what he listens to, and does what he does, but he never puts it into practice, which makes Gu Yiming feel more difficult.

It was about seven o'clock in the evening, when Xiang Li came, Wen Nian went to open the door, this time he will use the lock.

Xiang Li entered the house wrapped in the cold and wet rain outside. The transparent umbrella was hanging on the shelf at the entrance. Not disgusted, he pushed the chair away and sat down, picked up a pair of unopened chopsticks, took a bite, and said while eating: "I have had meetings in the morning, and I have held several meetings. When it comes to the present, I have pushed Wen Nian's announcement away. For the most part, in the next half a month or so, he can rest at home in a down-to-earth manner."

Wen Nian walked to the table and sat down in front of Xiang Li, he glanced at Gu Yiming, Gu Yiming blinked at him, Wen Nian said: "Can we talk again, I don't want to perform on stage in the future gone."

Xiang Li just put a mouthful of food into her mouth, and she was in a state of half swallowing. After hearing this, her mouth obviously wanted to talk more. She almost swallowed the food in one gulp. The food got stuck in her throat, and she poured a whole glass of water to boil Going down, the impatience in her chest reached Tianling Gai, she stood up suddenly, and looked down at Wen Nian.

Looking at Wen Nian who seemed to be well-behaved and sensible, he raised his eyelids, the line of his jaw was a graceful arc, the folds of his double eyelids were very thick, and Xiang Li's face was reflected in his light pupils, because his pupils were light, when When he looks at people like this, people always feel that he is inattentive and inattentive, with aloofness and indifference, and he acts carelessly.

Restraining the anger in his heart, Xiang Li asked him, "Why do you suddenly have this idea?"

Wen Nian actually didn't know why, he just looked at the people on the stage and felt that it wasn't him.

It was very strange and at a loss. He couldn't imagine himself singing and dancing on stage at all. Just thinking about it made him feel funny.

He told Xiang Li his thoughts, Xiang Li frowned, and heard him say, "Gu Yiming told me that I can develop into acting, and he said that my acting is not bad."

Gu Yiming's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Wen Nian in shock, while Wen Nian looked up at Xiang Li, he stretched out his hand, gently grabbed Xiang Li's sleeve, and shook it left and right.

"Is that okay? I want to do what I like, is that okay?"

It was a soft voice, how soft it was, like a soft wetland after melting ice and snow, the water splashed over the tip of my heart, extinguishing the unreasonable anger, Xiang Li took a deep breath, looked at Wen Nianbai's lively face, and touched again. With Wen Nian's slightly cold cheeks, she coughed and said, "You've been too thin lately. It's good for actors to look thinner on camera, but you're going to lose your appearance like this. Eat more in the future, don't be picky eaters."

The corners of Wen Nian's mouth raised slowly, he retracted his gaze, and his eyelashes cast a small shadow.

Gu Yiming next to him was happier than him, he folded his fists and bowed his elbows to his waist. When he raised his head, he happened to see Xiang Li looking at him coldly.

As for Wen Nian not to sing or dance anymore, but to develop into acting in an all-round way, this proposal is a big deal.

Although Wen Nian's momentum has been good in the past two years, and the company has made a lot of money, the company obviously has no plans to let go. It squeezes what it can, and grabs what it can. Idols eat youth food, and when they get older Well, being slapped to death on the beach by the little fresh meat that went on and on, it was like a flower that bloomed too much, and withered early before it reached the flowering period.

In addition, when the company heard that Wen Nian was going to act, they couldn't help laughing.

Who hasn't watched any of the idol dramas that Wen Nian has acted in? Back then, Douban scored 2.1, which barely stopped at the two-word barrier, making it the lowest-scoring TV drama of the year. Later, he acted in a few dramas, most of which were like this.

If you want to get some fan effect, it’s okay to get a wave of ratings. If it keeps going like this, the fans will be tired of aesthetics, and they will really become a salted fish that can’t turn over by then. So, I still have to Make more money when you can. There is never any favor in this circle, only the best use of what is under the profit.

Xiang Li also understands this truth, but looking at Wen Nian like that, he just can't say no, and doesn't want to see people disappointed.

In the end, after a day of discussion, the company relaxed its tone and only said that Wen Nian should take on another film and television drama. Both the film and television drama are good, so let's see the effect.

It's just that this time, the company will no longer come forward, and the investment and production must be negotiated by themselves. That is to say, if you want to participate in a good script, you have no background, no funds, and only a status as a traffic star, it is difficult to squeeze in.

Xiang Li even explained the twists and turns, and explained the matter to Wen Nian, but Wen Nian was very happy to hear it, and said, "I still want to try."

At this moment, there are two roads ahead of him...

One, go on according to the self in the eyes of others, and proceed with difficulty.

The other one is to choose something that I am not very good at but can always try to do. I don’t know what the future will be like, but... it is better than an empty mind.

Seeing that he was in a daze again, Xiang Li stretched out his hand and lightly pushed his shoulder. Wen Nian blinked, his eyelashes trembling a few times, he cast his gaze at Li, and said to Li, "I'm going to do everything for you." My mouth was broken, and I finally got such an uncertain answer."

Wen Nian waited for her to continue, sighed to Li, and she said: "Let's put the acting aside, you still have something to do."

"what's up?"

"On the last variety show, after you were injured, the show was suspended by your fans, and the show crew also apologized to us. In fact, they did everything they should do. It was you who insisted on going there. Performing on the stage, the director is also quite miserable, he asked me to tell you, can you talk to your fans online so that they stop scolding."

After Xiang Li finished speaking, he looked at Wen Nian's expression. Wen Nian's side face was hidden in a small shadow. The gauze on his forehead was removed and a small wound patch was put on. On the pillow, shook it a few times, took out the phone and handed it to Xiang Li, and he said, "What's my password?"

"Just your birthday."

"forgotten."

Xiang Li helplessly typed the password for him, and said: "I forgot to tell you that several of your bank cards also have this number."

Wen Nian nodded, looking indifferent.

He used a mobile phone, typing with unfamiliarity, typing one letter at a time, typing for a long time, thinking about it and then deleting all of them, he looked at Xiang Li, and asked her, "I don't want to just communicate with them through text, what's the matter?" Can the method be said directly?"

"Yes, start a live broadcast. You didn't seem to like live broadcasts very much before, so you just started it once."

Wen Nian didn't think much, and said, "Then let's start the live broadcast, I want to talk to them."

In the past, the frequency of Wen Nian’s use of Weibo was probably to send a message of congratulations during the New Year and holidays, to repost the release of a new drama, let alone a live broadcast. Before he could react, he clicked in and realized that it was really Wen Nian.

In the live broadcast room, it was Wen Nian's suddenly enlarged face, which was very white and seemed to be glowing. He was wearing a light coffee-colored shirt, and the cuffs of the clothes were a bit wide, hanging down naturally, hiding half of his palm.

He should be sitting on the carpet, with a sofa behind him, and a wooden coffee table in front of him, with his hands resting on it, and the lower half of his body lying prone.

He raised his hand, straightened the phone, raised his head, there should be someone in the room, raised his pointed chin, blinked, and asked in a low voice, "Can you see me? From you."

At the bottom of the live broadcast room were comments posted by fans who had reacted. Wen Nian didn't know whether he had been reminded or what. He quickly lowered his head and moved closer to look at the screen. His slightly elongated eyes narrowed slightly.

He was too close, his white face was almost transparent under the light and shadow, frantically swiping comments under the screen, Wen Nian looked at those comments for a long time, paused, seemed a little tired, and simply went to get the pillow , laying it on the table, leaning his chin against the softness, the flesh on his face was puffed together like a soft ball.

Xiang Li asked him to wait until the people in the live broadcast room had more business to say, so he looked at the brushed up comments, and after a few minutes, he signaled to him that he could start.

Wen Nian slowly sat up straight, and the first thing he said was, "Hi everyone, I'm Wen Nian."

That look is really serious, but it makes people laugh. The comments are full of laughter. Fans say that we know you are Wen Nian, that he is a cutie, and that he is a mother's baby.

Wen Nian scratched his head, not quite understanding these titles, so he picked up a few comments that he cared more about and read them out.

"Why did you start the live broadcast all of a sudden?"

"I have something to say."

"Is the injury on the head healed?"

Wen Nian touched his forehead and said, "Okay, okay."

As he spoke, he moved his head closer, brushed away a few strands of hair, and exposed the corner of his forehead. A square-inch wound patch was pasted on the forehead, covering a section of snow-white skin. It really didn't seem serious.

The fans who watched the live broadcast breathed a sigh of relief, and then saw the obedient and soft baby and said, "I just want to tell you in this live broadcast that the fall injury during the recording of the show is fine. Look, use it now. With such a small bandage, it doesn’t hurt anymore.”

Wen Nian cautiously and softly said in a negotiating tone: "So, can we just let it go, I know everyone is worried about me and it's hard work, but this time, let's just let it go, okay?"

That night, Wen Nian's live broadcast room was occupied by an unprecedented contingent of fans rushing in, and he was blocked out abruptly.

Wen Nian looked at the suspended live broadcast stupidly, blinked a few times, and looked up at Li.

Xiang Li clutched her forehead, opened Weibo, swiped to the homepage, and said, "Wen Nian, you're on the trending list again."

☆, burning incense