Senior, follow me

"Called home today, my girlfriend said...she wants to come to Beijing to find me..."

"...You don't seem very happy?"

"...how could I be happy? I'm in Beijing, renting a small house tens of square meters away from the Fourth Ring Road. I can't afford the subway and can only take the bus. Months of hard work for rent and food, even if I work for another ten or twenty years, I may not be able to live a stable life... She is here, and I can't give her anything... I can't give her a house, a car, or a house Her clothes and cosmetics can't give her a stable and rich life...Let's not talk about her, I fucking despise myself!"

"Maybe...she doesn't care about these things, but you."

"...If that's the case...I feel even more...feeling sorry for her..."

"OK! The second act is over!" Yang Ze made a "snap" decision, ending today's rehearsal, "Everyone performed well today, the leading actors stay here, and the others can leave!"

Several leading actors on the stage jumped down and gathered next to the main console. Fang Qiao ran over from the backstage, so he was a little slower. When he arrived, several handsome men and women had already stood up and waved to him.

Fang Qiao's "The Way Back" is a character who only appeared in the second act, so he didn't come to the rehearsal until today. Fortunately, he has a cheerful personality and a witty conversation. Brothers and sisters have established a good relationship.Seeing that they greeted them proactively, Fang Qiao quickly returned the salute, smiling and waving.

"Junior Brother's voice and sense of play are really great. I really enjoyed playing with you!" Yao Jing was played by a boy named Wu Fei, a junior in the Department of Acting, who was the same age as Jian Junhao. It just doesn't look that mature.Wearing a simple shirt and jeans, with a handsome face that loves to smile, he takes the route of a sunny boy, which is very suitable for the role of Yao Jing.Perhaps it was because he had the most scenes with opponents, he admired Fang Qiao the most, and when he saw him coming over, he praised him without hesitation.

Before Fang Qiao could respond, Wu Fei was pushed aside by the girl standing beside him, "Junior Brother, Junior Brother, my name is Jin Xiaotian, and I'm a voice controller. Your voice just now was too dull, listen carefully! "The girl has black flowing straight hair, her big eyes are full of stars, and she looks like she can't wait to pounce on her, which makes Fang Qiao shudder.

"Uh...thank you—" Before he finished speaking, Jin Xiaotian really rushed forward.

OMG... Fang Qiao, who was thrown into the arms of a girl for the first time, only felt that he was not well.

Yan Zicheng walked over with a straight face, picked up a thick script and knocked Jin Xiaotian on the forehead, tore her away from Fang Qiao, and threw her back to Wu Fei, "Wu Fei, take care of your wife, sir. Make her go crazy, or I'll knock every time I see her."

He ignored Jin Xiaotian who was holding Wu Fei with an exaggerated aggrieved expression, turned to Fang Qiao and explained: "Xiaotian is playing Yao Jing's girlfriend, An Yao, of course, in reality they are also a couple. This girl is always like this, crazy, you don't need to pay attention to her..."

"What's crazy, I'm just controlling my voice!" Jin Xiaotian complained.

"When you hugged me and didn't let go, you still said that you were just a face control."

"I just... I just controlled a little more..." Jin Xiaotian's momentum weakened.

"It's more than a little bit more? You can control even a man, but you are called male control."

"..." Jin Xiaotian was completely defeated, hugged her boyfriend and hid aside crying.

Yan Zicheng pushed his glasses and smiled at Fang Qiao, "Well, listen to me and ignore her."

Fang Qiao was speechless, and suddenly found that Yan Zicheng's black-bellied nature seemed to have improved since he put on the glasses.

There are not too many characters in this stage play, and there are about ten supporting roles in total. Yan Zicheng took Fang Qiao to introduce them one by one.They are all sophomores or juniors in the acting department. Qiao Fang's attitude is good, with a gentle smile. Walking around, Fang Qiao only thinks that the people in the acting department are pretty good, and it seems that they are not as scary as Yang Ze said. , high arrogance or something.

Yang Ze has been standing on the side and watching with a smile, now he seemed to see his doubts, pulled him over and said in a low voice: "You boy, do you think this group of people are easy to deal with?"

Fang Qiao hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"That's why you don't understand at a young age." Yang Ze had such an expression on his face, "Most of the people in the acting department have a little background, and they are all handsome and beautiful. If you walk around the school casually, they will turn heads. It's remarkable, when you look at people, you will naturally be arrogant and not easy to talk about. Why do you think Zicheng took the time to introduce you personally? He is using his own reputation to help you gain prestige, because of his In terms of face, no one will be rude to you. So, you are lucky, Zicheng treats you so well..."

Fang Qiao was a little shocked, he really didn't think so much and so deeply.Only then did he suddenly realize that his world was different from Yan Zicheng's.The two-year-old gap is actually quite obvious. At least freshmen and juniors live two completely different lives.Fang Qiao, a freshman, still follows the peaceful and friendly survival mode among classmates in high school, while Yan Zicheng, a junior, has already started the survival of the fittest in society.

He always thought that he was a scheming person who would not be easily bullied, but unexpectedly, he was only judged by his standards, far from Yan Zicheng and Yang Ze.

For a moment, he looked at Yan Zicheng with complicated eyes.

If Yang Ze didn't tell, he might never know Yan Zicheng's painstaking efforts.

Maybe Yan Zicheng is more serious about this relationship than he imagined.

In the next few days, the rehearsal continued as usual, and Yan Zicheng came to watch every day, devoting himself to it. Fang Qiao also skipped a lot of classes in order to keep up with the progress of the rehearsal, and came to the theater every day.

Both of them are very busy, so they spend less time alone, but they have much more tacit understanding with each other.Moreover, Yan Zicheng found that Fang Qiao's jealous behavior has decreased a lot, and he has become more stable.

He didn't know if what he said that day had any effect, but he was still very happy that Fang Qiao had such a change.

Rehearsals are still very busy, going on late every day.Yang Ze was laughing and joking on the surface, looking good at discussing things, but in fact he was a very strict director. stop.

After a few days, whether it was Fang Qiao, Wu Fei, Jin Xiaotian or the others, they were all tormented beyond words.

Fang Qiao was better, he could just stand behind the scenes and talk, but Wu Fei and the others were miserable, not to mention all kinds of adjustments in their expressions and movements, and they had to run around all over the field, fighting physical exertion every day.Even so, Fang Qiao's voice is still hoarse after reading a lot of lines over and over again every day, coupled with the influence of the unpredictable weather.

Although the hoarse voice has a different charm - in Jin Xiaotian's words, it is lazy and sexy.But after discussing with Yan Zicheng, Yang Ze and Yan Zicheng decided to let him have a good rest, and lead the others to line up the part that has no way back.

Sitting next to the main console with Yan Zicheng, Fang Qiao was a little frustrated, "Sorry, senior, I've dragged you down..."

Yan Zicheng took a look at him and shook his head, "It's okay, your body is important, you should pay attention to your throat, get it well as soon as possible and then continue with the rehearsal. There are quite a lot of scenes without you, enough for Yang Ze to play for a while, and it won't delay things of."

Fang Qiao looked at him, pursed her lips and smiled, "Well, I see."

He knew that Yan Zicheng was comforting him, but no matter what, he still delayed everyone's progress.He also knew that his condition was not serious, and he shouldn't have taken a break. Probably Yan Zicheng knew the importance of his voice, so he persuaded Yang Ze to take good care of his voice.

When she observed calmly, Fang Qiao discovered that Yan Zicheng was careful and upholding every detail of her life.

He was very moved by Yan Zicheng's thoughtfulness and help, even though it would cause him a lot of gossip.

"Yan Zicheng was really kind to that Fang Qiao. When his voice became a little hoarse, he quickly called him down. He didn't want to make him tired at all... Sure enough, he came in through the back door, but it was different!"

"That's right, a big man, how can he be so squeamish, he can't rehearse a play with a dumb voice?"

"A freshman in the outer courtyard can play the leading role in this show. If you think about it, you know there are tricks in it!"

"Tsk, treat them differently. If you can hug Yan Zicheng's thigh, you can also be treated like this."

"Come on, that's Yan Zicheng, who is notoriously noble and difficult to deal with. How many people have followed suit and died on the beach? I dare not..."

Fang Qiao stood at the door of the tea room, with his back against the wall, quietly listening to the gossip inside the door. If it had been different before, he would have rushed in to argue with them filled with righteous indignation, but now, he has gradually understood how much more to talk about. Wrong reasoning.Sometimes, explanations are meaningless. In the eyes of those who don't understand you, all your explanations are justifications, and all your truths are fabrications, so it's better not to say anything, just let the facts speak.

Even though he understood this, Fang Qiao still felt very uncomfortable seeing Yan Zicheng being talked about like this because of him.

So he walked into the tea room with a calm expression, holding the cup, and met those men and women who just met a few days ago. Facing their surprised eyes, Fang Qiao smiled with the corners of his mouth, "Senior brother and sister good."

"Ah... um... you, hello." Everyone had weird and embarrassed expressions, talking about others behind their backs, but being caught by the protagonist on the spot, this feeling is really uncomfortable.

In this strange atmosphere, Fang Qiao Anzhi poured water to make tea, and finally left unhurriedly.

There was a turn between the tea room and the theater. Fang Qiao walked along the corridor with a cup in his hand. When he turned around, he bumped into an unexpected person.

Jian Junhao was leaning against the wall and standing at the corner, with a cigarette in his hand, looking at him with a half-smile.

Standing here, one can hear all the noises in the tea room... The first thought that came to Fang Qiao's mind was how long he had been standing here.

"Did you hear that?" Fang Qiao frowned.

Jian Junhao shrugged noncommittally, and acquiesced.

"Then why—" he was interrupted by the other party before he could finish asking.

"Junior Brother, Senior Brother will teach you a trick today. Some people will never be able to stop their mouths. The more I stop them, the more they will talk. If you let them go, the rumors will come naturally after they say enough." It will calm down, this, this is the rule in this circle."

Jian Junhao patted Fang Qiao on the shoulder as if he had come here, and turned to leave.

Fang Qiao stood there, always feeling weird.

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