Sand sculptures are unsalable, help us! [Entertainment]

After the heavy snowfall, the lake surface was frozen, and the season gradually approached New Year's Day. Many people have already entered the state of waiting for the holiday, and fishing is more cheerful than usual.

The custom in Province A is to celebrate New Year's Day as a small New Year's Day. It is a statutory holiday for three days. As soon as Fang Yuan got into the car, he heard Bai Sheng say, "What are your plans for New Year's Day?"

"?" Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and asked without beginning or end: "What else can I arrange? Shouldn't I stay with you?"

Others can also say that it is a statutory holiday, and being an artist must be open all year round. The more the holidays come, the more you work, which is the same as the business.

As an agent, he naturally has to work and rest with the artist at the same time, so there is no New Year's Day, and he doesn't have a girlfriend, at most, he will go home and have a meal with his family on New Year's Day.

The housekeeper should be similar, but Bai Sheng's behavior should not be considered year-round. The little otter loves to be lazy and very comfortable.

Bai Sheng didn't respond.

"Hey," Fang Yuan's mind immediately rang an alarm bell: "You don't want to take a secret rest again! It's agreed, you have to work hard on New Year's Day. You still have a few promotions to run..."

He sneaked around to stare at Bai Sheng's face, but found that Bai Sheng was in a pretty good mood. Seeing him peeking at him, he not only didn't stare at him, but also smiled mercifully at him: "Why?"

The smile is pure, revealing small canine teeth, which is very cute.

Fangyuan: "..."

Bo Sheng: "If you have something to say, just say it."

Fang Yuan trembled: "...Did I offend you in any way recently?"

Bai Sheng: "?"

With such an uneasy mood along the way, Fang Yuan recalled frantically on the road, like a filial son who was suddenly called by his full name by his parents.

Could it be that he was angry because he didn't give him a meal yesterday?Impossible, didn't you give it in the end?

Or tired from too much work?No, haven't you been resting these two days?

If not, is it being harassed?Could it be Wen He... No, he didn't want to think of that name again.

Speaking of Wen He, the filming of the previous romance drama was extremely smooth - so smooth that Director Fang was a little scared.

So, finally, it was already in the middle and late stages of the romance drama, and the program team finally felt a trace of the unique atmosphere of the romance drama, the sour smell of love, but it came from these two people, the level of absurdity was not even their own I believe too much, the audience will be scared to death when it airs.

But it's all shot...

Although Director Fang didn't want to admit it, the scene under the snow was really good.If it was the last season, it would be to the extent that she would use it as a trailer.

But Bai Sheng's manager didn't object much...

Director Fang finally cut the material into it.She has a bit of a bad idea, it doesn't matter!Love without love, isn't it a scam!At worst, the investor will call back for re-editing at that time, but seeing Wen He's posture, she probably just loops that scene [-] times with a paralyzed face.

Perhaps every time when we say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, people always have a lot of emotions. Bai Sheng just wanted to edit a small essay online to chat with fans, but when he opened the homepage of Weibo, he found that CP fans were on the big day again. Bullshit:

"Some otter horse people don't always rely on their own heat to jump around, okay!! Give Leng CP some dignity!"

"Ohhh, I can't help it, I'm really sorry to anger you (tears)"

"Have you seen Jinjin's new interview! The host mentioned Bai Jiang, he answered very briefly the previous questions, and when he asked Bai Jiang, he was so eloquent that he almost couldn't stop the car orz"

"Everyone stop arguing, it's just such a little thing, why don't you come and eat our Bai Jiang ALL! Open a harem compound for Bai Jiang to choose a concubine! How is the noble concubine doing today?"

"Bai Jiang must be flipping Yu Guifei's brand today, the weather is cold, and there is no one to pull the stone mill in the backyard."

Bai Sheng: "..."

You guys, why...

He didn't intend to turn off the tuba without seeing it, but couldn't help but click in and look at his private messages, and found that the little fan who sent him calculus questions a long time ago hadn't noticed that he had replied, and was still working hard. Be diligent and send yourself a message.

It seems that she plans to take the teacher qualification certificate test, and now the information posted is all relevant, and the style is quite serious. Bai Sheng poked into her homepage curiously, only to find that the little girl turned to Jibai's super chat on the front page , the style of painting is roughly as follows:

"The cypress...my cypress...my poor cypress...I look like a beggar under a flyover, little otter, you really hurt people [Soybeans cry][fist][fist]"

"Take out that video again and analyze it frame by frame. Come on, everyone, come and look at 1.023s. There is a shadow coming from the side of Bai Jiang's lying head. According to the position of this shadow projection, it is enough to prove that our Kuaishou Extreme Edition is at least 180 Ha,, some stupid big guys"

"I caught it, I caught it!! At 27.23s, a moment appeared outside the frame, as if it was the light reflected by a broken diamond (?) Because it was not a girl's hand, so the bracelet was excluded, which means that our King Jiji is very Maybe he was wearing a wrist watch or cufflinks. Probably the staff can be ruled out.【What kind of diamond watch cufflinks do workers wear!】”

"After reading the first eight episodes of Lian Zong without missing a second, I found one thing, that is, after excluding the rest of the guests, Wen He's hand shots either did not appear or were cut to the distant view, not a single close-up shot, so I can’t be sure if it’s right, then there are two possibilities, ①The program crew originally gave him very few shots, it’s just a coincidence. ②He is the suspect!! Quack!! There is only one truth!!”

Bai Sheng looked around the entire homepage and was almost stunned: "?"

He felt that this little fan might be more suitable for the FBI than a teacher.

What can't be done with this patience!

Seeing that his expression became extremely subtle, Fang Yuan couldn't help asking: "What's the matter?"

"...It's nothing." Bai Sheng quit the software and said casually, "Do you have work tonight?"

Fang Yuan hurriedly flipped through the schedule: "There is a New Year's Eve party tonight, can you go or not...it's very lively, do you want to participate?"

Bai Sheng shook his head: "I'm asking you."

Fang Yuan scratched her head, her expression unnatural for a moment, "Ah, I have something to do, so I can't be with you tonight. Just contact Xiao Liang if you have anything to do."

Xiaoliang is the name of the little guard.

Bai Sheng looked at him and blinked, showing no emotion.

"Well," he said, "I don't want to go."

……

The next day was New Year's Day, and Bai Sheng hadn't been home for about a week, but when he got home, he found that the whole house was empty.

When he was looking around on his feet, the housekeeper appeared leading Samoyed.

Samoyed hadn't seen him for a long time, and was very excited. He almost made a pair of ripped pants for Bai Sheng affectionately when he came up, but was stopped by the housekeeper Cliff, who stopped him urgently, "Master, why did you come back suddenly?"

Bai Sheng asked, "Where are your parents? Where's your sister? Where have you all gone?"

The butler led the dog and said expressionlessly, "The company suddenly has something to do today, so I have to deal with it."

Bai Sheng was a little surprised, "Mom has gone too?"

"No." The housekeeper said: "Madam and friends went out for a short trip, two days and one night, probably the day after tomorrow home."

After hearing this, Bai Sheng couldn't help but pursed his lips: "...I see."

He returned to his room rather listlessly, and began to fiddle with his mobile phone.

It seems that everyone is having a good life recently. Shen Qian is going to record his resident variety show tonight, "Aristocratic Equestrianism". Like a USB flash drive; Liu Jin is arguing with his sister Liu Tao; Zhou Yining is preparing for a banquet; Bai Sheng scrolls all the way down, and finds that the WeChat box pops up again.

Could it be that Wen He sent him a message?

After Bai Sheng went in, he realized that it was his elder brother who was elusive again:

[Bai Qingsong]: Little brother, how are you doing recently? ^-^

Bai Sheng was taken aback, really worried about his life safety:

[Bai Sheng]: Why are you surfing the Internet again?

[Bai Qingsong]: I handed in a [-]-word draft to the editor in exchange for a three-day vacation.

[Bai Sheng]: I'm exhausted trying to make up these [-] words these days, brother.

[Bai Qingsong]: It's acceptable.

[Bai Qingsong]: The editor is much easier to speak than I imagined.If the system can continue, I can probably exchange my manuscripts for half a year's vacation, isn't it good?

Bai Sheng: "..."

You have a manuscript of more than 100 million words and don't want to hand it in, just wait for others to ask for it!

He couldn't help but began to feel sorry for his eldest brother's editor. In his previous life he killed pigs, but in this life he took care of Bai Qingsong.

Bai Sheng was speechless and typed:

【Bai Sheng】: So are you going home tonight?

On the opposite side, "typing..." After a while, Bai Qingsong replied the message, tactfully refusing:

[Bai Qingsong]: I have business to do tonight. ^-^

Bai Sheng looked at the message, blinked, and turned off the phone.

Outside the window was the familiar scenery, the same as when he first came here, the sunny corridor, the flowers and plants were covered with a layer of white and thin snow, and a few housekeepers gathered around chatting and chatting about trivial topics.

He sat and watched, time passed, and the night was sinking. He looked at the clean corridor, and the flesh of his cheeks slowly bulged out a subtle arc.

If Fang Yuan saw it, he would definitely know that this person was holding his breath again.

Sulk.

This kind of situation is quite rare - because when Bai Sheng is not sulking, he is angry in a fair and honest way, and someone will suffer soon after that, but now, Bai Sheng is indeed sulking.

He was quiet when he was sulking, and he just sat with his legs curled up. When the cell phone beside him turned on, Bai Sheng looked down immediately, as if he thought it was a WeChat message sent to him by someone.

[Macau casinos are recruiting!The beautiful croupier deals cards online...]

Bai Sheng: "..."

With a puffed face, he deleted the spam message, complained again, and then turned off the phone, as if he didn't like to read it.

After 10 minutes, he puffed up his face and took out his mobile phone to turn it on, but when he found that there was no news, he turned it off violently.

bother!

And so on and on until six o'clock in the evening.

It gets dark early in winter, and the light disappears. The housekeepers return to the house, and the whole house is silent. Even the Samoyed has returned to the nest, dozing off with his belly rising and falling.

Covered with a blanket, Bai Sheng stared at the ceiling for a long time, finally sat up and sent a message to Xiao Liang as if discouraged.

It's too quiet, I can't stay here any longer.

He'd better go to that banquet that was said to be "very lively".

When Bai Sheng arrived at the venue, the banquet had already started. Zhou Yining, who was wearing a small skirt, saw him from a distance and jumped over in surprise: "Brother Bai Sheng! Why are you here?"

Nearby is the office building of Wen's Group. The lights are all on, and the hall is as bright as daytime.

Bai Sheng looked at Zhou Yining's head rubbing back and forth, and couldn't help hallucinating an enthusiastic little black Shiba Inu again: "Anyway, there's nothing to do."

The banquet was indeed very lively, and it was held until the New Year's Eve, or rather than a "banquet", it was more like a party for insiders. There was no media, and Bo Sheng saw many people chatting with plates in the blink of an eye. It turned out that they were not hungry before.

Actress, it's really not easy.

Zhou Yining recently made new friends, and was chatting with Yu Ziang while holding hands, when Bai Sheng patted her on the head and smiled, "Go and play, don't accompany me."

There was no result in forcing him to find some excitement. Bai Sheng ate his stomach in the dining area, and finally felt that the room was too stuffy, so he began to look for the terrace out of boredom.

Fangyuan discovered before that this person really likes water, and he just can’t stay in a dry room with many people. No matter which banquet, he can’t find anyone, either in front of the swimming pool or on the terrace, and the two places are randomly refreshed , one catch one accurate.

Bai Sheng successfully found the terrace.

Directly opposite this venue is a sparkling artificial lake. The temperature in winter is getting lower and the river water is semi-condensed. Tiny pieces of ice float on the shore, reflecting the bright white color of the crescent moon.

The scenery is good, and it is quiet, there is no human sound at all.

He took out the script of "The Dark Moment of Infatuation" from his pocket, and prepared to ponder Yu Bian's psychology more.

It is clearly mentioned many times in the script that his eyes, movements, and reactions all need to reflect subtle emotions.This degree is actually quite difficult to control. His performance must not be so dazzling and not so easy to detect when he is almost ignored or marginalized from the perspective of the heroine. I clearly felt, ah, this person likes her, and it turned out to have been shown a long time ago, but it was hard to notice.

"Infatuation" and "dark engraving", both words need to be deduced.

Bai Sheng started experimenting with the air—he stared for a long time, but finally found that he couldn't concentrate, and put down the script in frustration.

He sighed faintly, "Oh."

If Fang Yuan was present, he would definitely be terrified to think that he was taken away by someone.

Heaven!What else in this world can make Bai Sheng sigh?It's good that he didn't let anyone die, so why sigh now?

But Bai Sheng really sighed.

He folded the script and looked at the moon in a daze.

... He shouldn't have cared too much about it, but tomorrow seems to be his birthday.

As before, his ID card is written in the new calendar, but Bai Sheng always celebrates birthdays in the lunar calendar, and this year happens to be January 1, which is New Year's Day, which happens to be the time when the old and new years alternate.

After thinking about it, Bai Sheng also felt that it was a bit too much for such a grown man to moan and sigh here for a birthday, but he still couldn't help but recall his previous self at this moment.

Before coming to this world, Bai Sheng grew up in an orphanage. He had no roots and source, just like duckweed. He grew up alone, went to school, made friends, worked, and finally left his job and chose to become an author.

Although he has been lucky to grow up for more than 20 years, every time he was born on this day, or the day he was picked up in other words, he can't help but start to imagine what his parents were like, what occupation, what personality...he might I can have a sister, a brother, and if I am lucky, there is a cute dog at home.

But no matter how beautiful his imagination is, once it is cut off, what he faces is still a blank.

At first some friends would celebrate his birthday, and later some readers would celebrate his birthday, but in the second year, Bai Sheng decided not to.

It’s not that I’m unhappy, it’s because I’m so happy—friends will start families and start businesses, and readers will have new preferences. Since you can’t stay with them, it’s better not to get used to them from the beginning.

There was singing from the banquet hall behind, and someone shouted joyfully: "Flowers! Are all the flowers here?"

Bai Sheng didn't turn his head. Although the invincible little otter didn't want to admit it, he was indeed feeling a little depressed right now.

He thought at least...the family would remember.

He also just wants to spend his first birthday with his family, and spend the new year together, even if it's just one time.

The voice behind was getting louder and louder, as if someone had started to get drunk and went crazy: "The students in the back row raised your feet!!"

Bai Sheng: "..."

It's annoying! ! !

The frequency is only once a year, can it still make people calm down and suppress the clouds for a while! ! !

It was already 11:30, and Bai Sheng wanted to mourn for a while, and even started dancing behind him: "Please dedicate the flowers in your hand to the person you think is the most dazzling tonight..."

He couldn't hold back any longer, and reached out to lift the curtain—but was dumbfounded.

Everyone held a flower of a different variety in their hands and were exchanging each other. The atmosphere was extremely warm and the scene was very grand.

It turned out that today is still a theme party.

Bai Sheng looked at his out-of-place hands: "..."

He quietly drilled back to the terrace, his mood even worse by a few percentage points.

At this moment, there were two chirping sounds, and the phone beeped. Bai Sheng picked it up and saw that it was Wen He.

[Wen]: Are you not at home?

[Wen]: [The big white goose pacing anxiously.gif]

[Wen]: Where are you now?

[Wen]: It's very late. ＞＜

Bai Sheng watched the big white goose walking around anxiously on the screen, and couldn't help poking it.

I haven't sent a message all morning during the day, so what's good to post now.

【Bai Sheng】: I am in [Positioning-Mirage Hotel]

[Bai Sheng]: Fang Yuan told me there was a banquet, but he didn't tell me to bring flowers.

【Bai Sheng】: I don't have any flowers to give away now.

The opposite side replied almost in seconds:

[Wen]: Are you there?

[Wen]: I see.

After "I see", there was no sound.

Bai Sheng stared at the big white goose walking for a long time, not knowing what he meant.

Just when he felt bored and was about to ask Xiao Liang to carry him back, Wen He's voice came from an unexpected place: "Bo Sheng."

Bai Sheng: "?"

He turned his head suddenly, but he didn't see anyone: "Wen He?"

The voice sounded not far away again: "I am here."

Bo Sheng: "Huh??"

He lay down on the railing in disbelief and looked down. A car was parked near the artificial lake. He was wearing thin clothes in white gloves and was about to shrink from the cold wind. Wen He was standing directly under the terrace, facing him. He waved his hand blankly, "Good evening."

Bai Sheng really has never been so speechless in his life: "......"

It should take no more than 10 minutes to post the positioning yourself.

This Chinese speed is to such an extent that people will suspect that they have used all the once-in-a-lifetime flashes.

And it's not like this venue has no doors... No matter how bad it is, there are windows!He didn't believe that even if there was no invitation letter, who would find trouble to stop Wen He.

At this moment, the white gloves shared the thoughts of Bai Sheng.

He really wanted to beat this boss to death—one second he was still sitting in a suit and leather shoes to deal with official business, and the next second he quickly went downstairs and drove away. Have you ever considered how it feels to beat a worker!He didn't even have time to put on a coat!It's so cold! !He wants to increase the money severely! !double! !

The difference in height between the two was about one and a half meters, and Bai Sheng had to lie on the railing and said to him, "You come in through the main entrance, isn't it cold?"

Wen He didn't seem to expect that he would ask this question, he was taken aback for a moment, and then replied tactfully: "This way is faster."

Bai Sheng: "..."

How is that? Do you feel that the seven or eight minutes from the corridor to the banquet hall have delayed your tens of billions of business, Mr. Wen.

Wen He added very seriously, "If I come, you won't have a good time."

Looking at his expressionless face, Bai Sheng almost laughed out loud: "So you know!"

He thought that Wen He's EQ could not be seen at all.

Wen He really nodded, "I know."

"Don't come in again," the two stood like this, one tall and one short, Bai Sheng lowered his head, Wen He raised his head, his face was blown by the cold wind, flushed, and he didn't realize that when his mood seemed Suddenly became a lot lighter, "Then what are you here for?"

Wen He only said: "Didn't you say that there are no flowers?"

Bai Sheng was taken aback by the sudden tortuous topic, "There are no flowers...but what's wrong?"

Wen He nodded to him, then carefully took out a rose from his suit pocket with a slumped face.

The cufflinks at the cuffs glisten in the glamorous night.

Unfortunately, this unlucky rose is man-made, like some kind of fibrous landscape plant in the company. It looks fine from a distance, but it shows a lot of stuff when you look up close. I don’t know that Wen He is in the company I found out how long it took to squeeze out the potted fake flower, and the end was almost bald by violence.

Wen He held out flowers to him and said, "For you."

Bai Sheng looked at the bright red fake flower under his sight, and was a little stunned.

Seeing that Bai Sheng didn't respond, it seemed that he felt a little disgusted by him, Wen He explained in a hurry: "It's too late, the flower shop is closed."

There was no expression on Bai Sheng's face, and his tone was quite straightforward, "You just gave me this?"

"No." Wen He pursed his lips, looking a little hesitant, and finally told the truth, "...want to see you."

What's interesting, and it's not in elementary school, Bai Sheng ruthlessly pointed it out: "It seems like we only met last week."

Wen He came back and forth: "I haven't seen you for seven and a half days, so it doesn't count."

Bai Sheng didn't pick it up, but still looked at the flower, but Wen He didn't take back his hand, still holding it in front of his eyes.

The two fell silent again, and the bleak night wind spread around them, leaving only the lake water flowing, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little quiet.

Bo Sheng suddenly said: "You know I will give it to others, right?"

"I know." Wen He's expression remained unchanged, "It's okay."

Bai Sheng: "It's okay?"

Wen He: "As long as you are happy, you can do anything."

Time seemed to stand still, Bai Sheng looked at the delicate and charming fake flower in front of him, it was very red, but what was even more glaring was the thin red on Wen He's hands that had been frozen out - he came too hastily, and kept exposing In the cold air, the fingertips began to turn white.

The loudspeaker behind him was still laughing: "Everyone has been tired for a year, let's get rid of the old and welcome the new! The new year must be a good start! Although we say this every year, it may not be possible to do it, but at least now At this moment, I am sincerely..."

Bai Sheng finally stretched out his hand and took the flower on tiptoe.

makes sense.

He is too afraid of losing, so it is better to refuse to accept it at the beginning, because he does not believe but longs for eternal feelings, so he casts himself an unconscious iron wall...

But in fact, as long as this moment is sincere, it is enough.

"Look closer," Bai Sheng plucked the petals of the fake rose, a little depressed, "It's even more fake..."

How can such flowers be given to others, they can only be kept by themselves.

Wen He looked at his angry face and couldn't help smiling, "Thank you."

Bai Sheng became even angrier: "You gave me flowers, but I took them, and you still say thank you?"

Wen He still smiled at him with his face up, the moonlight imprinted on his cold face, like snow on the top of a mountain, or like a cloud on a moon, all fell to the world at this moment.

Bai Sheng couldn't help muttering, "You are so strange."

Wen He followed him and said, "Am I weird?"

A uniform countdown sounded behind him suddenly, and it was almost the New Year's Eve, "Five, four, three, two, one..."

When the countdown reached zero, the fireworks representing the New Year's Eve shot into the sky precisely at this moment, and the colorful lights quickly spread out. Amidst the deafening noise, Bai Sheng looked down at Wen He's face, which was illuminated by the light so strangely, But he immediately recognized his faint mouth shape:

"Bo Sheng." Wen He smiled at him and said, "Happy birthday, happy every day."

The fireworks exploded, and Bai Sheng couldn't help but hold the flower tightly, and finally at this moment——

I felt my heart tremble slightly.