Social fear is forced to be the king of the sea in the breakup variety show

Yu Mian was very afraid that Qin Zhouwan would get angry. It was probably a habit he developed many years ago. When Qin Zhouwan frowned and lowered his eyes, he would reflexively guess the other party's emotions.

But Qin Zhouwan is really too difficult to guess, Yu Mian can't figure it out, and the same is true for the 25-year-old.

He lowered his head silently, trying to relieve the panic in his heart by flipping through the text messages.

"Do you still like your dinner?" - This should belong to Mr. Chef.

"I'm afraid you don't like the smell of cigarettes in the morning." ——Xie Nanyu was explaining to him that seemingly unfriendly behavior in the morning.

The content of the next article made Yu Mian's heart skip a beat: "You like teasing others very much now?"

The tone that is too familiar can only be Qin Zhouwan.

Yu Mian couldn't figure out why the other party thought so, so she slid over and continued to look down.

The remaining two contents are rather vague, namely "You look handsome today" and "Praise Qiu'an".

After a while, his phone vibrated again, and Yu Mian received a text message with the prefix of the program group, informing him that he would go to the outdoor shooting of the ending short film tomorrow. It's Saturday.

When he lowered his head to look at the corner of the phone screen, it was already late at night, and his memories of today were still well stored in his mind, which proved that the interval for his amnesia had not yet arrived.

Yu Mian actually wanted to try whether he would lose his memory if he didn't sleep all night, but the bed prepared by the program team was too soft, and it was difficult for him to stay awake once he fell into it, so he experienced amnesia again the next day, but His body seemed to have some kind of subconscious reaction to this incident, and his panic and confusion became less and less, replaced by adaptation and numbness.

Zhao Zhenzhen knocked on the door of Yu Mian's room at exactly eight o'clock and asked him where he wanted to go to shoot outside.

"Shooting what?" Yu Mian asked.

Zhao Zhenzhen thought that Yu Mian was in a mood, so she asked so knowingly, she went to Yu Mian's bed and sat down: "Is there anything you are not satisfied with?"

Yu Mian blinked, feeling that she didn't understand what Zhao Zhenzhen meant.

Zhao Zhenzhen said patiently: "Let's stop playing those silly things. If you have any unhappy things during the recording of the show, if you can't solve it at that time, you can come and tell me the next day. I will definitely stand by you." Bian'er, Yu Mian, you have to learn to communicate your demands with me, do you know?"

"The main reason is that I forgot what happened the day before the next day," Yu Mian said in embarrassment, "How can I communicate with you about my appeal, in a dream?"

Zhao Zhenzhen paused for a moment, not understanding why Yu Mian was still obsessed with amnesia. She knew that she was stubborn sometimes, so she stopped entangled with him on this issue and brought the topic back to the beginning. Filming: "Didn't I inform you in the text message yesterday to shoot the ending, this ending is filmed by each group of exes together, because our show is recorded first and then broadcast, every few episodes will reveal a pair of exes, then it will be at the end of the film Put this—so where do you want to shoot?"

Yu Mian actually didn't want to go anywhere, but he didn't want to cause Zhao Zhenzhen any trouble. After thinking for a while, he chose a place where he could feel relaxed: "My studio?"

Zhao Zhenzhen agreed: "Okay, think about one more, shoot at least two scenes, so that there is room for choice in the later stage."

Yu Mian couldn't think of it, and finally Zhao Zhenzhen said: "Why don't you go to S University? Didn't you and Qin Zhouwan meet there? The laboratory donated by your father is still there."

She stood up and walked out without waiting for Yu Mian's reaction: "Then it's settled, everyone will go alone in a while, because you still don't know who is the ex with whom, then you go home and wait, I will let the camera past."

Yu Mian called his father and told him that Zhao Zhenzhen wanted to borrow the studio at home to take some pictures.

Yu's father said yes, and told Yu Mian that he and his mother were on vacation recently, and the house can be used by Zhenzhen as he pleases, and if he wants to go home and live for a while, it is completely fine.

"I still want to live with myself," Yu Mian said.

He didn't talk to his parents about the recording of the program, nor did he tell them that he now lives in the suburbs of Yuanchuan, because he had signed a non-disclosure agreement with the program team before, and he could not disclose the content casually.

Yu Mian took a taxi back, he arrived first, and waited for Qin Zhouwan and the photographer at home.

The room he used in high school still maintains its original appearance. The desks, chairs, and bed cabinets are still in their former positions. Qin Zhouwan's handwriting.

It was secretly left behind when he went to ask Qin Zhouwan for advice, and he laid it out steadily on the paper stroke by stroke, which seemed to reflect Yu Mian's distractions back then.

The next second the doorbell rang, Yu Mian regained consciousness, went to open the door wearing slippers, and saw Qin Zhouwan in a turtleneck sweater and the photographer with an aggressive hairstyle.

The photographer's hairstyle is really arrogant, his head is like a refined dragon fruit.

Maybe Yu Mian unconsciously glanced at the photographer a few more times. The other party played with his hair and asked him, "Aren't you handsome?"

Yu Mian nodded out of politeness.

After entering the door, the photographer opened the equipment bag and put the camera on his shoulder: "Do you want to know who made such a handsome head?"

Yu Mian didn't really want to know, but she still praised her and said, "Yeah."

The photographer pointed out the window: "It was made by the six to seven northwest winds today."

Yu Mian wondered if it was because Zhao Zhenzhen knew that he was socially phobic, so he specially sent such a photographer with social affliction to liven up the atmosphere.

The short film at the end of "Love in Transit" was filmed to simulate the state of two people or a couple. During the whole shooting process, the photographer always felt that Yu Mian and Qin Zhouwan were not close enough: "Have you two really talked? I looked polite." I was so angry that I thought it was uncle and nephew."

Qin Zhouwan glanced at Yu Mian when he heard the words. With a thin and thin body and clean eyes, after so many years, he still looks like a high school student.

After the photographer finished speaking, Yu Mian felt a guilty conscience. Strictly speaking, he and Qin Zhouwan had never talked, they just had sex.

But Qin Zhouwan apologized to the photographer very naturally, and then put his palm on Yu Mian's waist, wanting him to get close to him.

Qin Zhouwan's hands are big and strong, and the temperature is hot through a layer of shirt, with a bit of possessiveness.

Yu Mian was still thinking about whether she and Qin Zhouwan had a one-night stand just now, but now she was suddenly touched by the other party, her face turned red, and she was at a loss, like a frightened little rabbit.

The photographer sighed and commented: "This doesn't feel right either."

Qin Zhouwan's eyes fell on the easel not far away, he lowered his head and asked Yu Mian: "Can Mianmian teach me how to draw?"

Yu Mian nodded bluntly.

Qin Zhouwan tilted his chin to the cameraman, and the other party understood, so he put down the camera for the time being, and waited for Qin Zhouwan to help Yu Mian find his status.

Yu Mian put a piece of paper on the easel, sat upright, took out a small brush, and asked Qin Zhouwan what he wanted to paint.

"Look at you." Qin Zhouwan said flatly.

Yu Mian frowned and thought about it for a while, then suggested in a low voice, "Is it good to draw a gorilla?"

A few days ago, he had just watched a documentary on virgin forests, and he still remembered certain characteristics of mountain orangutans, so he really wanted to try to draw them.

"Can you draw?" Qin Zhouwan asked.

Yu Mian nodded.

"Then draw a gorilla." Qin Zhouwan agreed.

Yu Mian didn't really know how to teach others how to draw, so she just glanced at Qin Zhouwan when she drew a stroke, trying to see if he had learned from the other person's expression.

After drawing the outline of the gorilla, Yu Mian looked at Qin Zhouwan again, but was caught by the other party's wrist unexpectedly.

The tip of the pen stopped in mid-air, and Yu Mian saw Qin Zhouwan raised his eyebrows, with a playful smile in the corner of his eyes: "Mianmian, did your gorilla draw after me?"

It was only then that Yu Mian realized that his behavior just now was very misleading, and he explained in a panic: "No, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt Qin Zhouwan's breath brush his lips.

Yu Mian looked at the man who was close at hand, and subconsciously opened her eyes wide.

Qin Zhouwan had already supported the edge of Yu Mian's chair with one hand, and was about to kiss him in the next second, but he saw the photographer in the corner from the corner of his eye.

Reason stopped his original thoughts, he stopped when he was only half an inch away from Yu Mian, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Do you want me to continue, Mianmian?"

Yu Mian felt that Qin Zhouwan was not a gentleman right now, since the two of them had nothing to do with each other, yet he still talked to him with such an attitude and tone, as if deliberately trying to seduce him.

"Why are you doing this?" Yu Mian lowered her eyes and dared not look at him.

"What kind?" Qin Zhouwan asked.

Yu Mian didn't speak, she wanted to pull her wrist out of Qin Zhouwan's palm.

Qin Zhouwan didn't let go: "Mianmian, you haven't answered me yet."

Yu Mian's ears turned red, and he said sullenly, "...I don't want to."

"Oh, I don't want to," Qin Zhouwan repeated, in a tone of teaching children, "If you don't want to, remember to push it away next time."

There was an indistinct teasing in his tone.

Yu Mian shrank her chin into the fluffy collar, not knowing how to answer the conversation, but fortunately the photographer interrupted them: "Okay, okay, this time feels right, you can change the action again, I just thought of It’s a good idea. Come, Mr. Qin, sit opposite Xiao Yu and ask him to draw your portrait. Xiao Yu, you don’t need to draw very carefully. My lens will focus on Mr. Qin’s face, so you can just draw it. "

Qin Zhouwan let go of Yu Mian, and saw a few faint red marks on his wrists, which were very conspicuous against the white skin.

Yu Mian noticed that Qin Zhouwan was looking at his wrist, so he became shy for some reason. He pulled down the cuff, then pointed to the back of the easel, his face still blushing, "Sit there."

Qin Zhouwan walked over obediently, and when he sat down, he seemed to think of something, and looked at Yu Mian casually: "Do I need to take off my clothes?"