I have nothing to do

4.

A night without dreams.

When Yan Yu woke up in the morning, he was in a daze. He sat on the bed in a daze for a while, and then lay down again.

Today is Saturday, it's rare that Yan Yu doesn't need to work overtime, he returned to the bed with peace of mind, thinking whether to sleep again or check his phone for a while.

After struggling for a while, Yan Yu decided to continue sleeping, but just as he closed his eyes, the phone rang.

Yan Yu didn't want to answer.

He hopes that his mobile phone will not ring all the time outside of work, whether it is a phone call or WeChat.

Because he always thinks that there is nothing good when the phone rings, after all, when there is something good, no one will think of him.

Whether it's a company, a colleague, or whatever.

But today seems to be an exception.

When Yan Yu picked up the phone, he saw Lao Dao's name jumping on the screen, and he unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

The veteran went straight to the point of asking Yan Yu for dinner, and after dinner they went to an internal screening together.

Yan Yu agreed without even thinking about it. After all, he is a person who does not have a night life, and it is difficult for him to refuse a seasoned invitation.

Lao Dao and Yan Yu are netizens and have a good relationship.

When I was in college, Yan Yu was as non-existent as he is now, or as before, and lived a solid life in the dormitory. He didn’t have any conflicts with his roommates, and he wasn’t drawn into cliques. He failed a course, but never won a scholarship. He once thought about taking the postgraduate entrance examination for a while, and followed everyone to occupy a seat and review, but he knew in his heart that he should not have much hope, so he didn't really care about it.

Yan Yu defines himself as an ordinary person, a boring person.

He is boring.

He is not good at sports, and he is not good at playing games. He is not very good at playing the hobbies of contemporary male college students.

If you have to say something special about him, it might be that he likes watching movies very much.

Whether it's blockbuster movies released in theaters, low-cost B-grade movies, obscure niche movies, or even some movies that sell novelty as a selling point, he will watch them.

The resources of some niche films are really hard to find, even if Yan Yu wants to buy a disc, many films have only circulated for a short time in a certain range within a certain period of time, and not many of them can leave complete information. Many are only fragments online.

In the process of searching, Yan Yu gradually met some like-minded people on the Internet and registered a forum for related hobbies. They occasionally exchanged their feelings about watching movies under the video, until one day, Yan Yu received a private letter.

The sending ID of the private message is Lao Dao, Yan Yu knows him, he is the manager of this forum, he usually sends some movie reviews, and occasionally releases some niche movie resources, and claims that these are not pirated copies, but he keeps silent about the source don't talk about it.

The quality of these films is uneven, and some of them are the works of some students or unknown directors according to the information given.

The good ones are very good, and the bad ones are pretty bad, but no matter whether it's good or bad, Yan Yu will seriously comment on each one after reading it, so people in the forum call him the king of support.

Lao Dao sent him a private message because he wanted to send him a video and said he wanted to hear his opinion.

Yan Yu agreed without even thinking about it. The old man asked for his contact information, and the two naturally added QQ and WeChat.

The old man made Yan Yu cry when he posted his video.

On a winter night, it happened that Yan Yu was the only one in the dormitory. This rather refreshing literary short film made Yan Yu burst into tears.

It just so happened that the old man called him at this time, and he picked it up with sobs.

The old Taoist didn't ask him why he was crying, but chatted with him about the plot and some shots after his breath calmed down.

They chatted until three o'clock in the morning.

Not long after, a piece of news quietly appeared on the entertainment page. A short film directed by a new domestic director won a silver award in a unit of a famous film festival.

This movie is the one Yan Yu has seen.

Seeing the analysis of the film by foreign media and film critics made Yan Yu very confused.

In their description, this movie is full of various metaphors and hints, and the emotions that the movie wants to express are also very complicated, and even involve various aspects such as politics of many years.

In short, this is not the movie that Yan Yu understands.

Yan Yu's feeling for this movie is very simple: it's just love.

It's just love.

He wrote his feelings into words and published them, and then his words were reprinted by the director himself.

The director also refused to attend award ceremonies abroad.

Lao Dao asked him to come out to meet Ji, Yan Yu thought about it for two days, but he still had the courage to go. Only after the meeting did he know that Lao Dao was the director himself.

Yan Yu was very surprised. It was difficult for him to connect the literary film director with this young man with a hippie smile in baggy trousers and pigtails in front of him. As the old saying goes, you can understand it. You don't even know how moved I am.

When he said this, the old man took a sip of the Coke in his hand. He said that those foreign judges were rubbish and sensationalized. He kept complaining for an hour and then asked Yan Yu: " What do you think of this"

"You can really say..."

Since then, he and the old Taoist have become acquainted.

Lao Dao is enthusiastic and enthusiastic. He often takes Yan Yu to watch movie shows. When Yan Yu comes back, he will write down some impressions carefully. Some companies will even give Yan Yu some transportation expenses after watching it. income.

Yan Yu knew about today's screening, the old man had greeted him before, it was a movie directed by his brother, it was a big investment, this was the first internal screening, not many people were invited , but all of them are people who can give "insights".

Hanging up the old man's phone, Yan Yu looked at the time and it was only after 9:[-] in the morning. He was no longer sleepy, so he got up, washed up briefly, soaked some noodles, and then sat in front of the computer while eating noodles and watching B-grade movies .

After the seemingly unnecessary blood spilled over the screen again and again, Yan Yu drank the last sip of noodle soup facing the chainsaw, stumps, and meaningless nudity.

He took off his earphones to check the time, it was already lunch time.

It took so long to eat a bowl of noodles. Yan Yu picked up his phone and thought about ordering something for lunch. Although he is not hungry yet, the difficulty of choosing may cost him a piece of food. Hour.

Unlocking the phone, Yan Yu discovered that he had missed calls and several unread WeChat messages.

These calls and WeChat messages are from the same person: Jian Ce.

Yan Yu's heart suddenly beat fast, he clicked on the chat box with Jian Ce, and there was a message from Jian Ce in it.

Jian Ce asked if he was there, Jian Ce said he wanted to have dinner with him, and Jian Ce said he would give him the scarf.

scarf!Was it where Jian Ce was?

Yan Yu hurriedly replied "I'm here" to Jian Ce, and immediately added that she didn't have her mobile phone with her just now.

As soon as the message was sent, Jian Ce's call came in. Yan Yu held the phone and carefully connected it. Jian Ce's voice crept into Yan Yu's ear along the earphone cable.

His voice was tired, he said Yan Yu, let's come out and meet.

What could Yan Yu say, he could only say yes, because the other party was Jian Ce.

When going out, Yan Yu hated himself for not having a healthy routine. If he could get up early, run, exercise, take a shower, etc., he wouldn't have to go to see him with dark circles under his eyes and a hairstyle with a few unyielding hairs. the person I like.

Jian Ce's appointment was still far away from Yan Yu's home. After Yan Yu agreed to meet, Jian Ce said "I'll send you the address" and hung up.

The address he sent was a place where Yan Yu needed to transfer to the subway twice, take a dozen stops and then walk for a while, so Yan Yu didn't have time to clean himself up. Although he also wanted to give Jian Ce a better impression, Jian Ce His tone worried him, he thought his image in high school was worse than now, and Jian Ce had seen it before, so he hoped Jian Ce would not mind.

But when Yan Yu arrived, Jian Ce frowned slightly.

With just a slight touch, Yan Yu still caught it.

Yan Yu was suddenly at a loss, everything in this coffee shop became oppressive, he began to feel ashamed of himself, he lowered his head a little, walked to Jian Ce's place pretending to be calm, and apologized to Jian Ce smiled.

He said sorry I was a little late.

A smile gradually appeared on Jian Ce's indifferent face, a very restrained smile, he said it's okay, it's not too late.