At that moment, Jian Cong's mind was full of thoughts, and all bad thoughts really drifted away, until he heard Ringer's voice of surprise beside him, he didn't wake up a little.

"Everyone's acting skills are great! If I hadn't seen the camera, I would have been scared to death. I really thought Brother Yu had been stabbed by a prop by mistake!"

Mustache smiled triumphantly on the side: "That is, it doesn't matter who chose the role himself."

Recently, the relationship between Xiao Huzi and Li Haibo has become closer. It is said that the two of them would have a drink or two when they have nothing to do. One is in variety shows and the other is in movies. They call each other brothers and sisters at night.

Like Jian Cong, Jiang Fangxie saw filming for the first time: "I thought it would be uncomfortable enough to be in front of so many cameras when shooting a variety show. How to make a movie is even more exaggerated."

I think when he first joined the variety show group, he thought that he was a talk show, and he should not be afraid of the camera, but it was not until Jiang Fangxie actually started filming that he realized how uncomfortable it was to have a camera following him no matter what he was doing.

As a result, there are not only cameras for filming, but also countless busy staff around it.With so many pairs of eyes staring at the small square in the middle, can the actors perform well and recite the words?

Only Li Liming noticed Jian Cong's complexion was wrong, and asked worriedly, "Did you not recover from staying up late yesterday?"

Only then did Jian Cong lower his eyelids and grinned: "Maybe I was a little scared to go into the forest after getting lost last time."

Li Liming didn't notice anything, and nodded in understanding: "It's broad daylight this time, I definitely can't lose it, and there are so many of us."

Everyone kept looking at the crowd surrounded by the camera in the distance. Yu Changmu lay motionless in a pool of blood, and the heroine played by Weiwei was the closest to him.

On the one hand, Weiwei commanded the kindergarten teacher colleagues beside him anxiously, calling an ambulance and calling the police, while helping Yu Changmu, who had lost too much blood and was speechless, to cover his injured waist and abdomen. Red with blood.

When she raised her head to look at the crowd, her eyes were filled with panic and anxiety, but once she lowered her head and looked at Yu Changmu, the face with plain makeup that could not conceal her beauty would be covered by the messy and drooping hair. There is no temperature.

Everyone who watched it had goosebumps, and it was possible to tell that Yu Changmu's fatal injury had something to do with her without cause and effect.

But the muscular Yu Changmu could only lie motionless in her arms, staring at her with those bottomless black eyes, waiting for life to pass by every minute and every second, and there was nothing in his mouth. speechless.

Only Weiwei knew that Yu Changmu was going to die soon, but the people around him who were in a mess were still going back and forth to save him.

A group of people from the variety show team watched the actors play, and they had already quietly approached and there was no discussion.

Everyone knew that this was a play, and Jian Cong knew it intellectually, but the fear at that moment just now was real and went deep into the bone marrow.

He waited for Li Haibo to call "Cut", and saw Yu Changmu standing up from Weiwei's arms vigorously, saying hello to the actors who had just moved beside him, and he felt relieved.

Li Haibo is still full of praise for Yu Changmu's acting skills: "Did you know that Xiao Jian will come to see you today? Since the morning, I have been online at the first level, and I am so excited. I have worked overtime and now I have a rest." nothing."

This plot is already coming to an end, and it won't be long before we can finish work with the variety show group.

Yu Changmu was taken aback, "Is Jian Cong here?"

"Here." Li Haibo smiled and raised his chin, pointing in the direction of Jian Cong outside the crowd, and Mustache and Ringer also turned their heads.

As a result, the person standing beside Li Liming had disappeared.

Mustache looked inexplicable: "What about others?"

Li Liming seemed a little overwhelmed, and she only had time to see Jian Cong's livid face when he turned around: "He seems to have gone back to the RV... just now, maybe he got lost in the woods once, so he didn't feel well?"

Facing Yu Changmu's silent questioning eyes, Linge was completely dumbfounded. He just went to watch the show, and he didn't even know when Jian Cong left.

Yu Changmu simply wiped off the red liquid from the props on his body, and directly confirmed to Li Haibo: "Can you rest now?"

Li Haibo nodded his head, knowing that he was going to the RV: "Ah, that's right, you haven't eaten lunch yet, so take your box lunch and go to the RV to eat. Look at Jane."

Yu Changmu didn't say much, and went to the field manager to get his lunch box under the attention of everyone.

Mustache looked at his back as he strode away and muttered: "You guys are so fierce, it's already three o'clock, and you haven't had lunch yet."

Li Haibo didn't eat himself, and took apart his chopsticks as he walked: "It's not easy to meet everyone in good condition. If you come back earlier, you can see more, Weiwei and Xiaoyu are the same."

"I didn't say that Yu Changmu's acting skills are actually online."

"I told you that I picked up the treasure when I met him, but you still don't believe me..."

There were praises and praises behind him, but Yu Changmu himself didn't answer a word, and left the filming location and headed towards the RV of the variety show team.

This forest was specially found for the scene, and the light is indeed darker than other places.

The plot of the movie begins to end here. Weiwei and his kindergarten took the students to the nearby mountains for an outing and put on a drama.

The male protagonist played by Yu Changmu has confirmed that the kindergarten teacher Weiwei is another murderer besides him, and he is the only witness to his murder, so he decided to start this outing.

Unexpectedly, it was Weiwei's calculation that he wanted to follow all the way. At the critical moment, he gave him a fatal blow and succeeded in counter-killing.

Then there was the scene that the variety show team rushed to see.

Weiwei hugged someone and cried, thinking that what she was holding in her hand was a telescopic prop knife used by children in a drama, and everyone panicked when they saw the blood.

In the movie, the male protagonist Yu Changmu's role ends here.

But the actual arrangement of the films is not in the order of the plots, so Yu Changmu has not completed the filming yet, and has to go back and shoot the previous plots according to the location of the shooting.

Yu Changmu found the RV of the variety show group. The driver of the RV was squatting outside the car and smoking. When he saw him coming, he simply nodded and greeted him, then looked back at his phone and continued to watch short videos.

After all, Yu Changmu is no better than others, and he is not popular yet, and no one knows him when he walks normally.

He hastily glanced at today's lunch box, which consists of minced beans and beans, fried eggplant with sauce, and roasted potatoes with bacon. The taste is actually not bad, and it also suits Jian Cong's taste, but it has been cold for a long time.

When Yu Changmu got into the car, Jian Cong was wearing a sweater hat and earphones and leaning against the car window with his head tilted. He couldn't see his face, and he didn't respond when he heard someone open the car door, as if he didn't sleep too much last night and was a little sleepy now. Catch up on sleep.

But Yu Changmu knew about Jian Cong. If Jian Cong felt sleepy, he wouldn't make it difficult for him to follow the mustache all the way over such a winding mountain road.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Yu Changmu opened the lunch box directly on his lap, and the aroma of the food immediately filled the entire carriage.

Jian Cong was stunned for a moment when he heard his voice, as if he didn't expect it to be him, subconsciously turned his head further away, and paused for a full two seconds before speaking: "...Why did you come up?"

Yu Changmu spoke nonsense without blinking: "Director Hu said you are not feeling well, let me come up to see you."

Jian Cong hid in the wide brim of his hat and paused for another two seconds: "...Oh."

The voice sounded normal, but Yu Changmu held the boxed lunch on his lap and stared at him for a while, closed the car door that he had intended to leave open, and then leaned over to Jian Conghao Along the bottom, Jian Cong was not given the slightest chance to react.

Yu Changmu thought about why Jian Cong was unhappy, but he didn't expect to see Jian Cong's tears directly.

The white and delicate melon-seeded face of the person in front of me has become a sea of ​​tears, and several lines of water marks have all gathered on the sharp chin, dripping down one after another, the nose and eyes are all red, and she even cried a little fiercely.

Jian Cong didn't expect him to come over so suddenly, and all the old things that had been well hidden were lost. His restraint collapsed instantly, and he raised his hand and hammered on Yu Changmu's body, his voice was full of strong crying: " What do you see me doing!"

In the past, it was not uncommon for Jian Cong to cry.

But until today, Yu Changmu couldn't remember how much he hadn't seen Jian Cong's tears, and he just stood there for a while, letting Jian Cong beat him: "Why are you crying..."

Jian Cong pushed him, scolded him, and beat him, but Yu Changmu pressed the back of his chair and stared at his face motionless.

Jian Cong could only take care of himself, frantically wiped his tears with the back of his hand, and complained incoherently: "You don't care why I cry, anyway, you are dead like a bastard! You don't care what I do!"

Yu Changmu resolutely put the lunch box on his lap aside, trying to hug him.

Jian Cong didn't agree at all, and struggled frantically with grabbing and hitting, but Yu Changmu's strength did not allow him to refuse.

Jian Cong was held in his arms by the back of his head within a few moments, and the sobs that had been sobbing in his throat finally couldn't be restrained and burst into the embankment in his clothes.

Yu Changmu seemed to understand what he was thinking, hugged him tightly and ran along his back, and his voice became hoarse: "...I'm sorry."

But Jian Cong's psychological defenses had completely collapsed, and his words became vague when he cried: "What's the use of saying sorry to me now! What did you do three years ago! What did you do! What did you do!"

Every time Jian Cong asked a question, he hammered Yu Changmu harder.

Yu Changmu disappeared just before their undergraduate graduation. Jian Cong didn't even think that he would go abroad at first. As soon as he disappeared, he frantically searched for people.

But no one knows, there is nowhere, and there is no record of him asking for leave to go out on the school counselor's side.

Jian Cong called everyone he could think of. He made trouble with Jian Weimin, his uncle Jian Wei, and even wanted to go to the Public Security Bureau to report the case, but the time for filing the case was not yet full.

Everyone felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill, and they all advised him that Yu Changmu was such a big man, and his force value was also online, so there was nothing he could do, maybe he was delayed somewhere and couldn't come back, and his phone ran out of battery.

But Jian Cong was really too scared. He didn't consider other possibilities at all at the time, and he felt that it was impossible for Yu Changmu not to reply to his message, let alone disappear without saying hello, so something must have happened, it must be If something goes wrong, maybe he is waiting for him to rescue him!

Jian Weimin promised him to do his best to search for it, and Jian Wei also agreed, but Jian Cong was still afraid, checking Weibo like crazy at home every day, anxious whenever he saw news about lost contact, and always thinking about what happened.

In case something happened to Yu Changmu, in case he was the only one in the future...

Jian Cong didn't even know how he got through those two days in a state of confusion, it was a bad thought when he opened his eyes.

No matter how heartless and strong a person is at ordinary times, once facing life and death, he will become vulnerable.

After so long, Jian Cong thought he had forgotten this short period.

But when he saw Yu Changmu lying in a pool of blood just now, his nightmare seemed to come back, as if it had come true all at once, the biting chill and fear rising from the soles of his feet came to him again... .

"I'm sorry... I thought your dad would tell you right away that I belong to Dongming." Yu Changmu never thought that Jian Cong would suffer this much, thinking that once he disappeared, he would become a liar in Jian Cong's heart.

Jian Cong was already crying while clutching his clothes, his nose and tears were rubbing against Yu Changmu's costume after playing the murderer, as if he couldn't catch his breath, as if he was taking all the emotions accumulated in the past Until this outbreak, he hiccupped and sobbed for a long time before he could say anything: "He was away on a business trip for the past two days, and he only told me when he came back..."

Jian Weimin obviously didn't expect that Jian Cong would be afraid of that if he couldn't contact Yu Changmu for two days.If he had known that Yu Changmu held such a heavy weight in Jian Cong's heart, he might have...

Yu Changmu is now holding Jian Cong's thin body like paper, and it seems wrong to say that there is too much regret, because even if he goes back again, nothing will change.

As long as Jian Weimin thinks, Jian Weimin always has a way.

So Yu Changmu could only consciously stand in front of Jian Cong again in order to meet Jian Weimin's requirements during the three years abroad, and the thousand-sentence explanations and ten-thousand-sentence explanations that had been drafted were all nonsense, pale and powerless.

And at this moment, the car window behind Yu Changmu was knocked from the outside.

The crying of Jian Cong buried his head on Yu Changmu's neck stopped immediately, and Yu Changmu obviously felt that Jian Cong froze for a moment, unwilling to be seen in a mess.

He maintained the posture of holding the back of Jian Cong's head, calmly rubbed his shoulders twice, and comforted him in a low voice: "It's okay, I'll come."

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