my secret ex boyfriend

Qi Wangshu was a little nervous on the day when he officially appeared on stage for the first time.

The curtain was tightly blocked in front of him, and his eyes had nowhere to go but to stare at the piece of cloth in front of him.Looking at it, he found that something was wrong. The school's curtain had two layers. The layer in front of him was clean, but there seemed to be something written on the back layer facing his eyes.He involuntarily stretched out his fingers and gently lifted the first layer:

"You, Huan, Xi, I"

Four words jumped out one after another.

Finally, there is a crescent moon drawn crookedly.

"Qi Wangshu, Wangshu, in mythology, Wangshu is the god who drives the chariot for the moon. I don't think you are like the chariot driver, you are like the moon."

What someone said not long ago kept echoing in his blank mind at this moment.

again and again.

"Why are you in a daze, it's your turn to go on stage!" Xu Chaofan behind him pushed him anxiously.

Qi Wangshu was pushed staggeringly onto the stage, his heart was beating so fast that he couldn't know whether it was because of this first performance or something else.

Forgot the first sentence.

When Qi Wangshu came out of the temporary tent, he was holding the script in his hand, and was flipping through it with his head down. When Xia Xiaoyu called him behind him, it was too late.

An Ling immediately put his arms around the opponent's waist to stabilize himself. After both of them stood still, he wanted to let go of his grip on the opponent's shirt, but he didn't expect the person in front of him to put his hand on it and firmly hold his hand. wrap up.

He raised his head, and Qi Wangshu was holding the script in one hand and looking at him: "Be careful."

The expression on An Ling's face froze, and he slowly stood up straight, the hand was not released until he was completely standing up.

"I was chasing the cat, but I didn't see you," An Ling smiled uncomfortably, and looked away, "Did I hit somewhere?"

Qi Wangshu shook his head hesitantly, and after thinking about it, he reminded An Ling: "Don't go too far when teasing cats," paused, "Don't get caught again."

An Ling quietly clenched his fingers underneath, retracted his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth at him, "Thank you for reminding me."

Qi Wangshu nodded, walked around him with the script, An Ling turned around and called his name, "Qi Wangshu!"

The person in front stops.

"Let's film for a while."

Qi Wangshu looked back at him, "Yes."

The actress who plays the heroine is called Jiang Xue. She became popular last year with the reality show, and she is considered a newcomer in terms of acting.But who would have thought that Qi Wangshu, who only debuted for three years, would be the most experienced young actor in the entire crew?

It was the first time for An Ling to join the crew, and when he saw that filming had begun, he moved a small bench and sat next to the director curiously, watching the images on the monitor together.

Qi Wangshu was wearing a light gray school uniform suit with a white shirt and a loose tie. His hair was dyed dark brown and shaggy. Combined with his walking posture, he really looked like an arrogant and domineering school bully.

"Is this cat clean? Just touch it!" He curled his lips and glanced at Jiang Xue who was squatting there.

"I want you to take care of it." Jiang Xue poured out a small handful of cat food from the packaging bag on the ground, and the cat owner wagged his tail cooperatively, lowered his head and gracefully picked one up and began to chew slowly.

Qi Wangshu took out a ham sausage from his trouser pocket, twirled it with his fingertips, and brought it to his mouth. He bit his head sideways and tore it open. He squatted down, pinched both ends of the ham sausage, and squeezed the ham sausage directly onto the handful of cat food. Then he turned his head and spit out the plastic skin in his mouth with a "pooh".The cat owner was taken aback and jumped into the nearby grass.

Jiang Xue was stunned. In the script, the kitten should have licked or sniffed the unexpected ham sausage, then she stood up quickly and lost her temper at Qi Wangshu.

just now……

"Fuck! Why did it run away? Don't you like meat?" Qi Wangshu stood up dissatisfied.

This was added by himself as an emergency.

Jiang Xue comprehended and quickly read out her next lines, "Can cats eat this? Can you have some common sense!"

An Ling stared at the monitor and froze.The director yelled "Card!" into the walkie-talkie in time, followed by, "I hope Shujia is doing well."

It was indeed a good addition. In the situation just now, Jiang Xue should have blamed Qi Wangshu for scaring the cat away. However, he himself complained and brought the topic to the ham sausage, so Jiang Xue's lines could be answered. more fluid.

Moreover, Qi Wangshu is quite handsome when he speaks dirty words, An Ling pursed his lips and lowered his head to smile.

Filming a TV series is no better than filming a movie. I can get through as much as I can. In the worst case, I can still rely on editing to make up for it. The last one passed smoothly like this.

After one morning, the scene in the woods was basically completed, and An Ling didn't get in the way of the monitor afterwards, so he changed the script by himself in the temporary tent, forgetting himself.

Qi Wangshu and Jiang Xue walked into the tent one after the other after the filming, followed by their assistant and makeup artist. They were about to start removing makeup and having lunch.

Hearing the movement, An Ling turned his head to look at the door, closed the computer and stood up, "Shall I go out first?" There was only so much space in the temporary tent, and seven or eight people poured in at this time, making the small place even more crowded.

Xia Xiaoyu walked towards him, "No need, wait until Brother Wangshu finishes taking off his makeup, let's go together."

An Ling was a little confused, "Where are you going?"

"Go back to our car to eat and rest, the next scene was filmed at two o'clock in the afternoon on the notice."

"...I'll just eat the crew's box lunch."

"It's all in the same studio, why are you still seeing outsiders!" Xia Xiaoyu put his hands on An Ling's shoulders and approached his face, saying in a low voice, "The takeaway I ordered is much more delicious than the box lunch of the crew!"

"Xiaoyu." Qi Wangshu glanced at them, frowned slightly, and called Xia Xiaoyu back, "You are my assistant alone, don't run around."

Xia Xiaoyu glanced at An Ling and nodded quickly.

Anling is not far away, what Qi Wangshu said, he heard every word in his ears.

Do you think the assistant is getting too close to him?

An Ling lowered his eyes and smiled wryly, thinking that he didn't know who was seeing outsiders.

It is very simple to remove makeup in a modern drama, and after a while Xia Xiaoyu winked at him and asked him to follow her.An Ling reluctantly followed them, and he was surprised when he walked in front of a magnificent caravan, but after thinking about it, how could Qi Wangshu not even have a caravan for rest when he was filming? That's how it dissipated.

There is only a little inexplicable Yuzu left.

"You guys go up first," An Ling leaned outside the car, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette and sipped it in his mouth, "I'm going to smoke a cigarette outside."

Qi Wangshu stopped in the car, didn't say anything, went directly into the RV and sat down, continuing to read the script.

While smoking a cigarette, An Ling looked at the scenery on the campus with some nostalgia. It was only after entering the society that he truly realized how good the time was when he was still in school.

After smoking a cigarette, he saw that there was no one around, so he secretly pulled the cordon and slipped out. It took him so long to return to his alma mater, and it would be unreasonable not to take a good stroll.

First of all, he went around the grove and looked downstairs in the dormitory where he lived for four years. He couldn't get in because he didn't have an access card, but he didn't plan to go in. He counted the floors and looked at the balcony of his dormitory. Nothing has changed except that the clothes hanging are strange.

It seems that in a few minutes, an impatient dormmate pops up and throws the access card he forgot in the dormitory downstairs.

He squinted his eyes and waited for a while, until he was bumped by a boy who entered the dormitory before he woke up. It was already three years later, and there would no longer be any familiar faces there.

"Sorry." The boy hurriedly left an apology, swiped his card and walked into the dormitory.

An Ling smiled, put his hands in his pockets, and walked to the next place.

playground.

Artificial lake.

The square in front of the teaching building.

Also, the auditorium.

He wasn't sure whether to go in, this place was full of exclusive memories about Qi Wangshu, and he didn't want to think about it deliberately.

"Senior?" A voice suddenly came from behind.

Before An Ling could turn his head, that person had already jumped in front of him, "It's really you! Long time no see!"

Ah, she was a junior from the drama club back then.An Ling smiled at her, "Long time no see, haven't graduated yet? Shouldn't it?"

"I'm a graduate student now!" The other party snorted, "Is the senior here to reminisce about youth?"

"Reminiscence?" An Ling raised his eyebrows and one corner of his mouth, "Why, I'm not youthful now?"

"Youth, definitely youthful enough, looking at the back, I thought it was some handsome junior!" The junior was used to flattering her seniors back then, and flattered her as always.

"We are rehearsing inside, senior, do you want to go in with me to have a look?"

An Ling glanced at the entrance of the auditorium.

"Let's go, let's see!"

The school girl wanted to introduce the influential figures in the previous club to the current freshmen to pay their respects, so she pushed An Ling into the backstage of the auditorium.

The rehearsal was in earnest in front of the stage. An Ling peeked at the stage from the gap between the curtains on both sides. Although the performance was very jerky, the enthusiasm on his face was not fake.

He took a step back with some relief, but suddenly thought of something at this moment, subconsciously stretched out his fingers, and gently lifted the first layer of curtain in front of him.

Numerous words, large and small, with different handwritings filled his field of vision for a while.

"Kim Il Sung, who is English 151, is about to graduate, and I want to say that I like you!"

"Xiao Bai, I want your name to appear here."

"Solemnly, let me say this first, I like you."

"I like you as much as the sweet and sour pork tenderloin at the seventh window of the cafeteria is delicious."

……

An Ling was so shocked by the countless "likes" in front of his eyes that he forgot to breathe, and stood there motionless.

"Yo, senior, it's amazing, you just discovered a big internet celebrity spot in our auditorium!" The junior girl walked up to him, and they began to look at the confession wall in front of them with relish.

"How is this going?"

"This is after you graduated," the junior girl pointed to a sentence on the confession wall, "I don't know who was so boring back then, and wrote the first sentence I like you here, the key is, look here .” Her finger moved down.

--I like you too.

I like you!

I like you too.

One's handwriting is scribbled and chic, while the other's handwriting is neat and orderly.

"Not only was I seen, but I also got a reply." The school girl sighed, "Is it a bit of a predestined feeling?"

"Then this piece of cloth became an internet celebrity confession wall because of these two sentences. Everyone who confesses on it is waiting for a sentence that I like you too."

An Ling could no longer hear what the school girl next to him was saying.He stretched out his hand to touch the familiar reply that appeared in front of his eyes after being late, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

It was purely a whim back then, and the literature department, who was not a little bit boring, didn't expect Qi Wangshu to see it, but he felt that it was written in front of Qi Wangshu's eyes, even though it was still separated by a curtain.At that time, it was too early for them to be together, and Anling turned his head away after finishing writing, and never picked it up to read it again.When this reply appeared on the above, maybe only Qi Wangshu knows.

The phone rang at this moment, An Ling glanced at the calling number, it was Qi Wangshu.

"Anling? Where have you been?" Qi Wangshu's voice was mixed with electricity, giving Anling an unreal illusion.

I am here--

"Do you remember where I first confessed to you?"

"I'm there."