The moon shines into the clouds

It's been a long time since I was so nervous. It's been too long. Jiang Yueming took a deep breath in the lounge and looked at the names scrolling on the electronic screen.The last time he was so nervous was when he was interviewing for the School of Drama. Thinking of himself at that time, he shook his head, it was a bit embarrassing.

At that time, his first choice was actually Xie Yunkai's Film Academy, but he was not accepted, so he went to the Drama Academy for interviews, but he didn't expect that the two interviews would make people laugh and cry.

He remembered that the two auditions performed swordsmanship. In the first round, because the floor of the Film Academy was covered with carpets, when he performed the move of falling geese on the flat sand and falling geese, a leg-sweeping barb tripped over the carpet, and the teacher was offended. He laughed with the classmates who were interviewing. At that time, he thought that maybe it was God's will, and the door of the college he dreamed of was closed just like that.

The second interview was at the School of Drama. There was no carpet this time, but the ground was too slippery at the time, and one of them couldn’t stand still. Surprised that he came to this at the end.But only he knew it was a mistake.

The sight of memories was accompanied by the scrolling subtitles, and he came back bit by bit. He puffed up his cheeks and exhaled, only to realize that he was still holding the small paper ball that Xie Yunkai had given him when he and Xie Yunkai had just separated.

He thought it was some inside story about the upcoming game, after all, Xie Yunkai was from Lin Cheng's Xie family.The ball of paper didn't know which paper box Xie Yunkai pulled out at random. It may be out of the virtue of diligence and frugality, the paper was torn in half, and he didn't want to think deeply about what Xie Yunkai did with the other half of the paper.

Half a sheet of tissue paper was unfolded, and one came alive, with a fluttering headband tied on its head, holding two little turtles waving knives in its hands, and two big characters crookedly written beside it, Come on.Jiang Yueming laughed silently, "Childish." He said so, but the corners of his eyes had already been filled with joy that couldn't be opened, and his heart was not so nervous.

"Brother Jiang, let's go, you will be next." The assistant opened the door and reminded.

Only then did Jiang Yueming realize that he was about to go on stage in 2 minutes. He patted his face with both hands, adjusted his facial expression, and put the ball of paper into his trouser pocket, hoping that he would really bring him good luck.

The stage lights came on, and Jiang Yueming slowly walked to the center of the stage. Director Peng Fang and several assistant directors were sitting below, "'The theater listened to the music and went to the Xuanji Pavilion by mistake, and the eight-faced exquisite woman returned home.' Just this one, 5 minutes Preparation time, start now." Director Peng Fang looked at Jiang Yueming's introduction on the table, and watched him randomly order a scene.

Mr. Peng has always had a weird and changeable style, which makes people confused. This time, the casting for "The Founding of a Country" is also the same. In order to save time and come up with a good title, other directors let the actors prepare several weeks in advance.Mr. Peng doesn't follow the usual path, he only chooses a play after seeing people.

The time of 5 minutes is an absolute test for actors. It is impossible for an actor to memorize the entire script, so this short 5 minutes is not so much a test of acting skills, but rather a test of the creativity of the actors.

The bell rang and the interview began.

Jiang Yueming was the suave third young master at this time. He walked around the stage, holding a folding fan in his hand, and turned his head to say to the servants who followed him. Of course, Jiang Yueming was the only one on the stage at this time. He could only Play with air.

"Master, I've been calling you for a long time, and your eyes are glued to other girls. What's the matter? Spring hasn't arrived yet, isn't this little plum tree of yours about to sprout?" Jiang Yueming snapped the fan in his hand and knocked On Li Xiaoliu's head, and then very obscenely on the servant's crotch.

Jiang Yueming tilted his head slightly, and the fan unfolded in his hand was flying quickly between his fingers, obviously listening to the boy's report, "Don't spoil your young master's interest at this time, don't use the master's tricks to suppress me, we are today Those who came to listen to the song, didn’t they say that there is a new little nightingale, let’s go, let’s see if this little nightingale is red or green with the young master, we can’t throw away the food for the birds, so we can’t hear the calls.”

Jiang Yueming turned around on the stage again, obviously the scene changed again, there were no chairs on the stage, he was wearing an ordinary shirt that is popular nowadays, but he was doing the movement of lifting his clothes on the stage again, he fanned With the beat bit by bit, he didn't make an intoxicated expression like many actors, but stared at the front with his eyes narrowed slightly, thoughtfully.

The three young masters in the script and the three young masters in history are indeed romantic and playful, but he is not stupid. He knew what he wanted since he was a child.He has always been clear about who is pretending to cater to, and who is being sincere. He just has been too lazy to distinguish, see, and figure out, that's all.

After looking at it for a while, he saw that the little nightingale was not some devout man and woman who had fallen into the world of mortals. Just the clear and resolute eyes let him know that there was a mystery hidden in it.His father is a wealthy man, and he always said that righteousness is not enough. His father is naturally not a good person. He has offended many people and enemies, and there are endless people who want to assassinate him, but he doesn't seem to care at all if he suddenly loses his life. , He still does his own thing and does whatever he wants.

Jiang Yueming made a movement of drinking tea on the stage, and then habitually stroked the jade finger on the thumb. This movement caught the eyes of director Peng Fang in the audience.

Not long after, Jiang Yueming got up and patted the table, "Take this little nightingale with me, young master, I want to go home and listen!" After saying that, he waved his hand, and the servant behind him immediately followed suit.

Jiang Yueming looked around, shook his fan, and walked forward step by step. He bent down frivolously and sniffed, "Lengxiang is blowing plum blossoms, and the beauty of Lengxiang is well-deserved."

After he finished speaking, he snapped his fan shut, full of playfulness, "It's not the nightingale that crows all day long, house sparrows and magpies are singing on the branches, if you want to hear it, why don't you come to my house, young master?"

When the bell rang, Jiang Yueming's performance ended, and he returned from the frivolous kid just now to the gentle Jiang Yueming.

"Well, next." Mr. Peng nodded, didn't make any comments, and couldn't see whether he was satisfied or not, so he just invited the person down.

After Jiang Yueming left, one of the assistant directors asked, "Director Peng, this is a good seedling. It seems that after some research, the third young master in our script is just a dude."

"Yeah." Mr. Peng still hummed, and didn't announce anything. As a result, we will know tomorrow. Although it is a ballot system, Mr. Peng has absolute voting rights. One of the assistant directors still didn't find out what the chief director meant. After thinking about it, I can't do what I promised Xie Yunkai. It seems that I can only wait for the results to be announced tomorrow.

Mr. Peng took a pen and drew a tick in front of Jiang Yueming's name, and then drew a dash. He liked this child.

Xie Yunkai was in front of Jiang Yueming, but he didn't leave after the performance. He waited outside the door for Jiang Yueming to come out. Looking at his uncle's crying expression on his phone, he knew that he hadn't spied on the military situation.

When Jiang Yueming went out, he looked up and saw the long leg, "You are in front of me? Why didn't I see your name?" Jiang Yueming walked over and stretched out his leg to kick the man.

"You're nervous, let me see you, do you have any other plans for today?" Xie Yunkai didn't bring an assistant for such a big interview, and came and went alone.

Jiang Yueming shook his head, and he sent a text message to his assistant to ask him to drive back by himself.

Walking out of the TV station, the two looked at each other.

Xie Yunkai: "Brother, is your car number restricted?"

Jiang Yueming: "Your car number is limited?"

The two nodded and shook their heads, okay, okay, if you don't get stuck in a taxi for two hours in this area, you will be sorry for this area.The goal of taking the subway is too obvious. Now they can walk a few steps forward from Line 28 and cannot go back by subway.

The two of them looked at the sky with a tacit understanding, I'll go.

There were many shared bicycles parked on the side of the road. Xie Yunkai patted Jiang Yueming on the shoulder, nodded his chin, and looked at the bicycles under the bus stop sign.

"Fortunately, I have this app on my phone, haha, praise me quickly." Xie Yunkai took out his phone and scanned the code very skillfully to unlock it.

Jiang Yueming behind him didn't see any movement for a long time. Xie Yunkai thought that the other party didn't have this app. He supported the bicycle with his long legs and rode to Jiang Yueming's side. He couldn't believe it, "Don't tell me you can't ride a bicycle?" The last three The word Xie Yunkai also uses the accent, which is very obvious.

Jiang Yueming shook his hand holding the phone. Seeing Xie Yunkai like this, he wanted to tease Xie Yunkai, "I want to say I don't know how to do it, what should I do?"

Xie Yunkai let out a cry, what age is this, is he so handsome and can't ride a bicycle? !

"I~don't~believe~" Xie Yunkai didn't want to accept this fact at all, okay?

"That's right." Jiang Yueming put away his phone, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked straight at Xie Yunkai.

"You said you are so handsome, you can cook, and your acting skills are good, how can you not ride a bicycle? This is unscientific, and the person is wrong." Xie Yunkai patted the back seat resignedly. Fortunately, Lincheng's shared bicycle There are back seats.

Jiang Yueming raised his legs and stepped on the back seat. The problem came, his legs were also long, and his feet were directly on the ground. He struggled for a long time, whether to tell Xie Yunkai that he was actually downloading the app just now, that he actually knows how to ride a bicycle, or should we take a taxi back home , Where do I put my legs? I hesitated for a long time among these questions, and finally chose the last one to ask.

"You are the young master, right? The young master who can't ride a bicycle. Put your legs outside the bearings. Oh my god, no one is perfect. A handsome man like Jiang Yueming doesn't know where to put his legs when riding a bicycle. I want to break the news." .” After Xie Yunkai finished speaking, he took a picture and posted a Weibo:

"Hahahaha, some people don't know where to put the legs on the back seat of a bicycle..."

He didn't name them, but the microscope girls could tell whose leg it was at a glance, those familiar trousers, those familiar shoes, who else could it be if it wasn't Jiang Yueming.

Fans unanimously commented: put this, put this.

The Weibo was instantly retweeted nearly ten thousand times, and more than half of them turned to Jiang Yueming for verification.

"Fuck, what's going on, brother, how do they know it's you?" Xie Yunkai was so scared that he covered his phone and looked around. There must be fans around them, so scared.

Silly, Jiang Yueming pouted in his heart, it seems that Xie Yunkai still didn't realize correctly that the eyesight of fans is several times better than he thinks.

"Stop playing with your phone, let's go. It's been a long time since I visited this street." Jiang Yueming put his hands on Xie Yunkai's shoulders, and the two of them rode their bicycles away.

As they expected, the traffic jam was crazy. Along the way, their slow-speed bicycles overtook several sports cars. People passing by in twos and threes on the bicycle lane would glance at them. A curious girl asked him in disbelief. Are they Jiang Yueming and Xie Yunkai?

"Haha, don't we look like celebrities? Many people asked us to take photos together." Xie Yunkai thought it was a practical excuse for Wannian.I didn't expect someone to go against the routine.

"Fart, if you say that the person next to you is not brother Jiang Yueming, I believe you, but you are brother Xie Yunkai, and your smile will give you away." The girl was also very straightforward, pointing at the two of them, instead of taking a crazy photo to take a group photo, but posing Waved away.

"Uh, brother, why am I laughing? What's the difference?" Xie Yunkai asked while pedaling his bicycle.

Jiang Yueming just reminded him that this excuse was useless 800 years ago, and there is no silver 300 taels here, so most of the people who said that were celebrities. "You smile so magically."

Xie Yunkai immediately stopped smiling.

......

"Huh? Are those two Jiang Yueming and Xie Yunkai? It's fresh." The manager sat in the co-pilot and looked at the two people waiting for the light.

Meng Feng opened his half-closed eyes in an instant, and looked to the side when he heard the words, the two were chatting and laughing, not at all worried that a reporter would secretly take pictures, they looked like students on a university campus.

"The two of them are getting closer and closer."

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