My Bamboo Horse is a Star

Huo Zhan was stunned.Qi Yang was a little anxious: "There are still two months left, and the filming of my side will be finished. The company is in Beijing, and I live in Beijing, so you come to Beijing too, okay?"

Tongue gaping, Huo Zhan's throat was dry.Qi Yang was waiting for his answer, his fingers were entwined with Huo Zhan's fingers, and he raised his head slightly from the lower position, his eyes that were always indifferent, looked at him with eagerness and hope at this moment.

Looking into these cat-like eyes, Huo Zhan suddenly thought of his cat.A few years ago, he brought home a little black cat.

The kitten is clingy, always meowing and rubbing against him.Huo Zhan always thought that the cat was dependent on him, feeding him with food and drink, and then one day, the cat jumped out of the open window and never came back.

And Huo Zhan only realized after going around the pet market that kittens are very difficult to raise.Forcing to keep a small animal that is free in nature is like living with inappropriate people, it is very difficult.

Huo Zhan looked at Qi Yang and licked his lips.He felt his throat was dry.

Qi Yang didn't wait for the answer.

The assistant opened the car door, poked his head in and took a look, Qi Yang turned his head and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Assistant: "Can I go?"

Huo Zhan got up, Qi Yang asked him: "What are you doing?"

"I'll drive back at night." Huo Zhan said, and he went out.Qi Yang grabbed his sleeve subconsciously: "Come with me in the car." Huo Zhan shook his head: "No need." Then he remembered Qi Yang living in his house, and turned to him and asked him: "Are you still here at night?"

Qi Yang looked at him for a few seconds, then shook his head.

Seeing something in his eyes, Huo Zhan forced a smile, patted Qi Yang on the head, and got out of the car.

After returning home, Huo Zhan couldn't sleep.I barely fell asleep in the early hours of the morning. The alarm clock rang at seven or eight o'clock, followed by my cell phone. It was a call from the school, and Huo Zhan answered it.

An art festival was approaching, the school choreographed the dance and asked Huo Zhan to arrange the music.The school has always participated in the competition with original music and dance, which is also a major feature of them.

It should come down for a month or two, and Qi Yang needs to calm down. Huo Zhan readily agrees, but when he puts down his phone, he feels uncomfortable.Lying back under the blanket, he couldn't help but feel paralyzed——Qi Yang will leave sooner or later.

When I was in school, people always said that Qi Yang from class XX was so good-looking, he didn't look like he was studying music, but rather he was studying acting.

At that time, I felt a sense of pride when I heard it, but I didn't expect that things had a faint clue since then.

Qi Yang is good-looking, so he shouldn't be kept in a deep boudoir, on the contrary, he wants to turn into a dragon when encountering a storm.

Even during the few years when Qi Yang was depressed, Huo Zhan never worried about him. He understood Qi Yang's temperament, he was very stubborn, and he wanted to do his best in everything he did.

Such an excellent and ambitious Qi Yang.

In the next few days, Qi Yang really didn't call again.Fortunately, when I got busy, I also felt uncomfortable in my heart. Except for occasionally thinking about it, and faintly waiting, I should live as I should for the rest of the time.

Harley was also thrown into the basement by him again, looking inexplicably unpleasant, and kicked him twice before leaving.

The monotonous days soon encountered new problems.

The school is always criticized for being too bureaucratic. The college has recently transferred a new vice president and department head, and this trend is growing.

Huo Zhan held back his anger and listened to the club instructor who knew nothing about the dance.

The teacher rubbed his teeth: "I think the beginning of this classical dance..."

"Modern dance." The little girl leading the dance couldn't bear it and reminded him.

"Modern dance?" The teacher stared: "Oh, I feel a little old-fashioned. Can you change it?"

"But the previous paragraph and the latter are in the same line, if you want to change it, you have to change everything..."

The teacher slapped his thigh: "Then change it!"

Art schools always have this problem.The fresh and aura idea of ​​the students was picked on by the teacher and changed into a very mediocre idea, and the students could only swallow their anger. A work that should have been amazing was finally annihilated in a crowd of similar finished products.

Anyone can intervene, irritable like Huo Zhan, he can't just attack casually, and in the end it's the students who mess up and suffer.

So I can only keep my face black all day long.The students also knew in their hearts that Mr. Huo, who had always been angry, was sincere towards them, and they were also kind of close to him.

This afternoon, a few girls bought a meal and came to the rehearsal hall to eat. They brought some for Huo Zhan along the way. Huo Zhan thanked them. They laughed and sat on the ground in a small circle, chatting while eating.

Huo Zhan took a quick bite and continued to change the score.

"It's said on the Internet that Xia Ran and Han Mian are dating, have you read it?"

"Really? These two are not worthy!"

"Didn't a lot of people who said they were a good match break up later? I see a pair that is still a good match..."

"That's right, in private, who knows."

Huo Zhan has been so busy lately that he hasn't shaved for an unknown amount of time. His hair is messed up and he sits cross-legged on the ground.With the cap of the pen in his mouth and earphones in his ears, he scribbled and changed on the printing paper.

"A marketing account broke the news that Qi Yang is going to terminate the contract..."

"I don't think it's true. For a star on the rise like Qi Yang, if he terminates his contract, it will affect his reputation."

"Hasn't his manager already signed other artists?"

"I think someone wants to blackmail him. Recently, many things about Qi Yang have been revealed, saying that he is ungrateful, playing big names and so on."

"Yeah? What is Qi Yang doing recently? Some reporters said that they couldn't find him even when they contacted him for an interview."

"Isn't it hiding?"

"Recently, he's been making a lot of trouble...Mr. Huo, where are you going?"

Huo Zhan felt something was wrong at the beginning, and a familiar feeling of anxiety mixed with trembling rushed up from his back to his head.The more he listened, the stronger this feeling became, Huo Zhan finally dropped the things in his hand and hurried out the door.He stomped down the stairs in a few steps and got into his small broken car.

In the car, Huo Zhan pressed the keys heavily and dialed the phone number that Qi Yang's manager had left for him in advance.

No one picked up until the fifth time.

Qi Wen said unhurriedly over there: "Mr. Huo? It's just right, I also want to call you. Qi Yang is not in a good state recently, and I still want to ask you to persuade him..."

When he heard that Qi Yang was not in good condition, Huo Zhan slammed his fist on the steering wheel, gritted his teeth and asked, "Where is Qi Yang?"

Qi Wen paused for his strong words, and said a hotel address.

"Actually, this kind of thing is very common. Qi Yang is too young and doesn't understand many things. As his...his good friend, just persuade him to open up a little bit. We are all good friends. It's so ugly. I've been very busy recently, and I'm not in Nanjing for a while, so you can take care of him if he has anything to do..."

Smiling tiger.Huo Zhan was driving the car, with mixed emotions of self-blame welling up in his heart. He should have reminded Huo Zhan earlier that Qi Wen was the kind of person who would stab a knife from behind.

When he arrived at the hotel, Huo Zhan stood in front of the door with that number and knocked on the door restrainedly.When he looked at the closed door, his first thought was to kick it open, God knows how he can bear it now, luckily Qi Yang opened the door for him soon.

What came to the face was the cold smell of alcohol.

Qi Yang's face was very pale, he had lost some weight the last time we met, his cheeks were clearer, he was wearing thin pajamas, and stepped on the ground with bare feet.His eyes were filled with fog, and the pitiful light of Huo Zhan seemed to be focused: "Huo Zhan? Huo Zhan... Huo Zhan, what are you doing?!"

Huo Zhan pressed him against the wall, kicked the door shut with one foot, and said tightly to his ear, "Come and see you."

Qi Yang didn't want to look at him, so he stared at Leng Youyou's wall: "Why are you here?"

The room was as cold as if Huo Zhan was still outside. He asked, "You didn't turn on the heat?" He glanced into the room, and his breathing stopped.The lights in the room were not turned on, and the curtains were drawn tightly.The gloomy, cold air rushed into his lungs sticky, and there were scattered cans on the ground.

Huo Zhan turned his head almost hastily.Qi Yang leaned thinly against his chest, leaning against the wall, his eyes were dark and silent.

Alcoholism, being alone, and maybe more serious things than these.

"I heard some rumors, what's going on?"

Qi Yang said calmly, his hands were hiding in his sleeves: "You also said it was just a rumor."

"You look like this now..."

Qi Yang smiled, mixed with contempt and sarcasm, this kind of smile appeared very inappropriate on a plain and elegant face: "What do I look like?"

"You're not in good shape."

"how do you know?"

Qi Yang seldom speaks ill at each other, but he said so now.A period of depression and continuous negative emotions encouraged Qi Yang to face this person who has gone and returned with willful willfulness.

Huo Zhan's face was hidden in the shadows.The sound of his breathing was barely audible, and his whole body was like a frozen statue.

Qi Yang moved under his arm, tugged at his neckline, trying to let his breath go smoothly.

"Didn't you leave? Why the hell are you still coming back?" Qi Yang said angrily, "You can't find it? Then you have found the wrong person." He looked up and suddenly thought of Huo Zhan inappropriately Before, let me say what I have experienced.

So Qi Yang pretended to be smart and said: "I don't need you now, I have so much more, you can find someone else."

The next moment Huo Zhan pounced on him.Qi Yang's eyes darkened, and his back was hit by a force against the wall, causing tears to flow in his eyes.

In the end, Huo Zhan's dropped hand only grabbed his collar tightly, lifted Qi Yang up, forced him to raise his head, and kissed him fiercely.

"Why do you..." Qi Yang struggled, and there was a tearing pain from his lips.Huo Zhan sucked so hard that his mouth and tongue were numb. "Go away! Don't touch me!"

Suddenly his waist felt cold, and a cold hand slid into his pants, directly interrupting Qi Yang's words, he tightly grasped Huo Zhan's arm in horror: "What are you doing?!"

"Fuck you." Huo Zhan said succinctly, one leg was put between Qi Yang's legs, and a few fingers had already been pushed into Qi Yang's body.

"Get out! Get out!"

Qi Yang trembled, but his pants had already been ripped off.But for a while, he could only rely on Huo Zhan's body to struggle intermittently to beg for mercy.

Huo Zhan's hands kept stirring in Qi Yang's body, his lips pressed against his forehead tightly,

Qi Yang tightly grasped his sleeve: "I..."

Huo Zhan and Qi Yang are very close. He is different from the Huo Zhan who was irritable and irritable before. At this time, Huo Zhan's face is very calm, but his movements and breath control everything calmly and cruelly.

"What do you want to say?" Huo Zhan lifted his legs up and down, resting on Qi Yang's crotch.Qi Yang then wailed, but was blocked by Huo Zhan's mouth to mouth.

When Huo Zhan finally showed kindness and let Qi Yang vent, Qi Yang's legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up.Huo Zhan hugged Qi Yang horizontally, put him on the bed, and kicked away the soda can beside his feet: "Have you eaten?"

Qi Yang lowered his head, his eyelashes cast a deep shadow on his fine white skin, his lips were dry and pale, his whole body lost its luster, his lips moved, but he asked: "You... get out."

"Not now." Huo Zhan looked at him.

Huo Zhan called and ordered takeaway.

Before the takeaway was delivered, Qi Yang had been sitting on a corner of the bed, looking down at his phone persistently.His movement of swiping the screen seemed to be a little angry, but the brow was still calm, or empty.

Huo Zhan was still holding his breath, sitting on a chair and smoking.

When the smoke rose, Huo Zhan was at a loss, and most of his anger came from this.As soon as he heard that Qi Yang had something to do, he ran over angrily, but he couldn't really help.

After he thought about it for a while, the takeaway came.Huo Zhan glanced at Qi Yang, but Qi Yang didn't intend to get up, so he had no choice but to open the door.

The aroma of preserved egg porridge brings some warmth to the cold room.Huo Zhan gave it to Qi Yang, and Qi Yang took it, took a few mouthfuls, and said, "I'm really fine."

Huo Zhan was sitting on the other side of the room, pulling rice and vegetables into his mouth, and looked up at him.

The corners of Qi Yang's mouth were tightly closed, extending fine lines.When he spoke, his face was slightly sideways, with a cold line from the tip of his nose to his jaw, his hair slightly covered his eyes, and his whole body was buried in a gloomy shadow.

"The screenwriter has revised the script in the past few days. I have few scenes, one or two scenes a day, and stay in the hotel for the rest of the time."

"Change the script?" Huo Zhan stopped his chopsticks and rubbed his messy hair: "Changed your part?"

Qi Yang shook his head: "It has nothing to do with me, changing the script is something that happens in every play."

"Oh." Huo Zhan nodded.

After Qi Yang finished eating the porridge, he put the takeaway box on the bedside table.He turned his head and looked at Huo Zhan who was gulping on the other side of the room.His eyes fell on Huo Zhan's always frowning brows, the resolute line of his jaw, and his always sullen and fierce face, and then a hot tide slowly approached his eye sockets.Qi Yang shrank back on the bed, tears did not fall.