It's my first time being a cat

After returning to the hotel, Zhu Xiaoming repeatedly recalled the experience during the day in his mind.

All kinds of faces gathered at the gate of the group performance union, and local accents from all corners of the country flashed in my mind. Everyone who came to Shanhe Film and Television Base had a different story. Some people owed debts to pay for life, and some dreamed of becoming famous to find opportunities. .

Everyone is the same but different, probably this is the life of ordinary people among all living beings.

Sitting in front of the square table in the hotel, Zhu Xiaoming lit a desk lamp, immersed himself in scribbling and drawing on the script, and sketched a few sketches of Gao Yang.

Zhu Xiaoming stared at the hastily drawn image in a daze, thinking about the difference between himself and Gao Yang.

The Gao Yang in his heart has deep eyebrows and clear jawline, but his eyes are firm and full of strength.

Zhu Xiaoming's pen tip paused, and he frowned at his sketch, no, why did he draw so much like Gu Jingyao?

"Hey..." Zhu Xiaoming sighed, not wanting to admit that he was subconsciously using Gu Jingyao as a comparison.

This hasn't even started yet, why did you admit defeat?

Zhu Xiaoming pursed his lips, shook his head, and let himself forget about Gu Jingyao's face, but the thoughts surging in his heart, because his Chinese was too poor, he didn't know how to express them clearly.

Emotions piled up in my heart, like a ball of wool that was scratched by a cat, and there was no way to sort it out.

Zhu Xiaoming racked his brains to write for a while, and managed to hold back a few lines. After reading it again, he found that what he had written was completely nonsense, so he wrinkled his face angrily, and simply painted over all the words he had just written, holding a bag of potato chips Run to the balcony to blow off the air.

He bought the potato chips on the way back to the hotel, and used the one hundred and two he earned today by playing tricks to go to a small supermarket near the film and television base.

Only after he went to the supermarket did he realize that a small bag of potato chips costs five yuan, and a bottle of Coke costs four yuan...

Zhu Xiaoming used to be only in charge of eating. He had a nanny to take care of him at home, and he was in charge when he went out. How would he know the price of these things? It’s normal for Gao Yang not to act well.

Gao Yang's daily life has no reality in Zhu Xiaoming's head at all, and the character's beliefs are naturally not that strong. .

Zhu Xiaoming gnawed on the potato chips, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that if he hadn't been lucky enough to make a mistake during the audition, he probably wouldn't have gotten the role at all.

He is not suitable for Gao Yang. As a director, Gu Jingyao must know better than him, but Gu Jingyao is so clear about public and private, why did he still choose him as the leading actor?

Zhu Xiaoming was eager to prove himself and didn't want to be looked down upon by others, but at the same time he clearly felt the gap between himself and the character, and he didn't know how to resolve it.

He was upset when a soft night wind blew past his ears.

In the night, Gu Jingyao's voice sounded: "Still sleeping?"

Zhu Xiaoming blinked, turned his head in surprise, only to find that Gu Jingyao lived next door to him, and the balconies of the two rooms were only a palm's width apart.

Zhu Xiaoming hid the potato chips in his hand and wiped his mouth. He didn't know when Gu Jingyao appeared and how long he had been on the balcony...

The light on the balcony was dim, and Zhu Xiaoming couldn't see Gu Jingyao's face clearly. He could only see Gu Jingyao leaning his head up against the fence with a cigarette in his hand. The smoke seemed to be burning to the end, and sparks flickered.

"Didn't you sleep too..." Zhu Xiaoming pursed his lips and observed Gu Jingyao secretly.

He didn't sleep at night, hid on the balcony and smoked, wondering if he thought of Li Yan again and felt bad.

The lights on the balcony were not turned on, and the light projected from the room dimly fell on Gu Jingyao's face, covering his expression, making Zhu Xiaoming lean out a little involuntarily, wanting to see more clearly.

"Since I can't sleep, let's talk about movies and eat potato chips. Be careful not to play Gao Yang even if you gain weight." Gu Jingyao extinguished the cigarette in his hand while talking, stretched his hand across the gap between the two balconies, and took a picture. Touched Zhu Xiaoming's head.

Zhu Xiaoming was made fun of by Gu Jingyao, curled his lips, and said to himself, Gu Jingyao is really on the balcony all the time, but he almost ran out of a bag of potato chips, why didn't Gu Jingyao stop him before?

really weird.

If Zhu Xiaoming couldn't figure it out, he simply stopped thinking about it. Gu Jingyao asked him to talk about movies, but it happened that he had no idea, and it was useless to listen.

Based on the principle of being cheap and not taking advantage of being an idiot, Zhu Xiaoming quickly took the script, stepped on his slippers, and ran to the next door. When he left, Zhu Xiaoming thought about it and grabbed the snack bag on the table.

The door of Gu Jingyao's room was not closed. As soon as he entered, Zhu Xiaoming saw Gu Jingyao sitting on the sofa, holding a computer and watching the screen. He didn't know what he was looking at, and he was very focused.

Seeing him, Gu Jingyao waved to him and motioned Zhu Xiaoming to sit down.

After Zhu Xiaoming sat down next to him, Gu Jingyao turned the computer screen to him, raised his chin towards him, and said, "Look at this first."

Zhu Xiaoming leaned over to take a look suspiciously, and immediately blushed from his neck to the tips of his ears.

What was shown on the screen was nothing but the shots recorded by Gu Jingyao when he was performing in the group in the afternoon.

The passage that Gu Jingyao showed to Zhu Xiaoming happened to be during the intermission. He got blisters because of his shoes that didn’t fit his feet, and it hurt a little. He thought that no one would notice anyway, so he sat down on the spot in the corner and secretly Take off your shoes and rest...

Zhu Xiaoming was extremely embarrassed, and awkwardly squeezed out a sentence from his lips: "Why do you shoot everything..." Is he a top-notch and shameless?

Who knew that Gu Jingyao said: "You are my hero, of course I want to know what you have learned today."

Zhu Xiaoming bit his lips, and snorted in his heart, what's yours and mine, he doesn't belong to anyone...

"Why do you let me see these?" Zhu Xiaoming was puzzled.

Gu Jingyao was clearly talking about movies, but he kept broadcasting the embarrassing clips of him doing group performances during the day. If he didn't know that this movie was of great significance to Gu Jingyao, Zhu Xiaoming would have suspected that Gu Jingyao was deliberately pissing him off.

Gu Jingyao pressed the pause button, pointed at Zhu Xiaoming who had no image on the screen, raised his eyes and asked him: "What were you thinking at that time? Did you forget that you are Zhu Xiaoming and that you are a star?"

Zhu Xiaoming was stunned by Gu Jingyao's words. He really only felt hot and tired at the time, and he just wanted to sit down and rest for a while, and he didn't care about his appearance.

"If you want to be an excellent actor, you have to forget yourself first. You are easy to empathize, but you also lack skills and experience, so the method of experiencing life is very suitable for you."

Zhu Xiaoming pointed at the script that had been altered by him, and said distressedly: "But I experienced it for a day, except for a big blister on my foot, I couldn't tell anything..."

Gu Jingyao reached out to take the script, but his eyes fell on Zhu Xiaoming's slippers-wearing feet. The side of the toes was indeed red, and a blister was formed.

Gu Jingyao already knew that Zhu Xiaoming's skin was fair and tender, but he didn't expect that not only his face was tender, but his feet were also tender.

Gu Jingyao frowned, and took a while to look away. It seems that he will have to send a few pairs of shoes over tomorrow.

Gu Jingyao flipped through Zhu Xiaoming's script, and he couldn't help but smile after only one page.

"What are you scribbling on, using the script as a doodle book?"

Only then did Zhu Xiaoming remember that he not only scribbled a page full of sketches on the script, but also drew them according to Gu Jingyao's face. If Gu Jingyao saw it, he would definitely laugh at him...

"Give it back to me!" Zhu Xiaoming blushed, and immediately flew over, reaching out to grab the script.

Who knew that Gu Jingyao fell behind the sofa and avoided his hand, Zhu Xiaoming couldn't get it at all, wrinkled his face depressed and buried his head.

Gu Jingyao raised his eyebrows, and sure enough, he recognized himself, and was stunned for a moment.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Why do you think I'm Gao Yang?"

Zhu Xiaoming simply broke the jar and said, "Gao Yang was originally written by you after yourself."

Others may not know the inside story, but how can Zhu Xiaoming not know after being a pigmy for so long?

There are shadows of Li Yan and Gu Jingyao everywhere in "A Suicide Note". Li Yan passed away suddenly, and the truth is hard to find, and Xu Jie also had the same experience.

Gao Yang persistently searched for the cause of Xu Jie's death, and wanted to give her justice. Zhu Xiaoming didn't know how much Gu Jingyao's remorse was contained in it.

But he knew that the matter of Li Yan had always been in Gu Jingyao's heart. Gu Jingyao hid his heart so hard that no one was allowed to go in. If he hadn't become a pig by accident, he wouldn't have known about it. These.

Gu Jingyao's inquiring eyes fell on Zhu Xiaoming's face: "I wrote it according to myself? Is it so obvious?"

Zhu Xiaoming realized that he had slipped his mouth, and added guiltily: "I mean, aren't you the best actor? Why don't you act yourself? It's not like there are no examples of being both a director and a leading actor. You can do it too." ah."

Gu Jingyao stared at him for a while, and then let out a muffled laugh from his chest: "Are you so confident in me?"

The story was indeed written according to him, but he never told anyone, not even Zeng Yu.

Because he has no self-confidence at all, nor does he have the courage to play the role of Gao Yang, he is not worthy to be compared with Gao Yang.

In the movie, Gao Yang, as a stranger, let the truth of Xu Jie's death be revealed to the world, but in reality, Li Yan died, and he failed to redress his wrongdoing. Both the truth and the light came too hard.

Gu Jingyao can be a screenwriter and director, but he can't play Gao Yang...

He didn't know how Zhu Xiaoming saw it, whether his empathy ability was really that strong, or there was some secret hidden in Zhu Xiaoming's body.

Gu Jingyao pondered the person in front of him calmly, but Zhu Xiaoming didn't notice it at all. He raised his eyebrows and said as a matter of course: "Why don't you have confidence? You are Gu Jingyao, you can do anything!"

Zhu Xiaoming's tone was so natural that Gu Jingyao couldn't help but look sideways. He fixedly looked at Zhu Xiaoming's eyes, trying to see something from these eyes.

However, Zhu Xiaoming's eyes were clean and clear, as if he just trusted him unconditionally, which reminded him of the cat that had been with him for a short time.

Zhu Xiaoming's face became hot when he was seen, and he scratched the sofa with his fingers, leaving scratches: "I don't mean that I admire you very much, don't get me wrong..."

Gu Jingyao looked away lightly, and nodded: "Well, I know you don't worship me, what you like is my cat."

There were a few more scratches on the sofa, Zhu Xiaoming curled his lips, and heard Gu Jingyao's voice ringing in his ears.

"Since you have so much confidence in me, why don't you have more confidence in yourself? You are the hero I decided on, can you still play well?" Gu Jingyao patted him on the shoulder to encourage him.

Zhu Xiaoming touched his chest in a daze, wondering if the cat playing with wool was not in his head, but ran into his chest arrogantly?

Why is the heart beating so fast?

Gu Jingyao saw him looking stupid, the sofa was almost scratched by him, so he couldn't help but knocked Zhu Xiaoming's head with the script, and joked: "You scratched the sofa, don't let people misunderstand .”

Zhu Xiaoming's head was obviously down, he blinked and asked him, "What's the misunderstanding?"

What Gu Jingyao said was of course an unspoken rule, but seeing Zhu Xiaoming's innocent look, he didn't explain, but just said: "From now on, don't go into the room with others casually at night, and it's not okay to discuss the script."

Zhu Xiaoming curled his lips, and said, "I know, you're talking about unspoken rules! But you're not someone else, so it doesn't matter."

Based on what he knew about Gu Jingyao, even if he knew how to discipline Gu Jingyao, Gu Jingyao would never discipline him.

Thinking of this, Zhu Xiaoming became a little upset again, squinted his eyes, and didn't want to admit that he was not attractive to Gu Jingyao at all...

Zhu Xiaoming looked up at the clock on the wall, it was getting late, and tomorrow he had to get up early to go to the group performer's union to grab a job, so he had to go back to sleep quickly.

The competition in the group acting industry is too fierce, you have to go to the show early in the morning, first come, first served, if you go late, you will be gone.

Before leaving, Zhu Xiaoming stuffed the plastic bag he brought into Gu Jingyao's arms and said, "Here, I bought it with today's salary! Please eat!"

After Zhu Xiaoming finished speaking, he ran away, leaving Gu Jingyao alone holding a bag of snacks in a daze, and he didn't come back to his senses until the sound of closing the door.

Gu Jingyao looked down. The plastic bag was printed with big red characters of "Shanhe Film and Television Base Life Supermarket". It was filled with a bag full of snacks, including potato chips, cola, chocolate, and lollipops...

Gu Jingyao couldn't laugh or cry, he hadn't eaten these things since his parents passed away, and he didn't expect to be treated by a child at the age of 26.

He's a really interesting protagonist.

Zhu Xiaoming: Showing some cat feet in love

It was too sloppy when I wrote it yesterday, I modified some places and added a little word count~