Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

The examination room was very quiet, even the invigilator's footsteps were quieted down, only the rustle of the pen tip falling on the answer sheet.

The last subject was Wen Xiaoyu's best English. After answering the questions, he habitually raised his eyes.

In the third year of high school, he and He Xiran were at the front and back desks in almost every exam.When He Xiran sat in the seat in front of him for the first time, he understood what He Xiran meant by "peace of mind".

Nothing can replace the sense of security that the most important person is right in front of your eyes.

The setting sun outside the window came in through the branches and leaves of the magnolia tree. He looked at the light spots falling on the test paper and recalled what happened after he came to this world.

He thought of the paintings his brother gave him, the rice cake soup his grandma made for him, the old Zhao who protected his cubs like a life, and later wished to beat him to death, the child actor who was punched by him and beat him for him, the chubby and The joy of gossip.

He also recalled the boy who was dragged away by him as soon as they met.

As long as he thinks that he will meet He Xiran when he goes out after handing in this answer sheet, and that they will start a new life soon, he can't wait to drag him to run a marathon.

But he didn't have time to run a marathon, and he didn't have time to get bored with He Xiran, and he didn't even have the dinner after graduation.On the second day after the college entrance examination, he was pulled into the crew by the film and television company he had worked with in H City to make a movie.

The producer admired his talent very much. It just so happened that the company was planning to do a short film project, and specially waited for him to finish the college entrance examination and invited him to join the team as a director.

This film and television company is not particularly well-known in the industry, and all they do are small-cost projects, but Wen Xiaoyu read the planning and script overnight, and felt that as long as they are done well, it will be a good opportunity to help him officially enter the film industry lock up.

The film is only 10 minutes long, with limited time and cost. It is planned to complete the shooting and production within [-] days.

Wen Xiaoyu started to get busy when he joined the crew. He needed to contact relevant personnel, discuss and revise the script with the screenwriter, and get in touch with the staff and actors.Fortunately, most of the crew are college students, so the communication is relatively smooth.

A few days ago, I rarely had time to contact He Xiran, but I would definitely call him every night before going to bed.Sometimes Wen Xiaoyu fell asleep while chatting, and He Xiran was reluctant to hang up the phone, so he listened to his breathing and fell silent for a long time until he fell asleep too.Then the next night he scolded him again, and the cycle repeated.

When he was scolding, Wen Xiaoyu was smoking a cigarette and listening, and it was fun imagining his angry appearance.Sometimes he can laugh out loud while listening to it, which has almost become his daily entertainment item, and he never tires of it.

The only thing that bothers her a little is that He Xiran's vinegar jar is too easy to overturn.The most indispensable thing in the crew is handsome men and beautiful women, not to mention Bai An, Wen Xiaoyu explained everything to He Xiran on the first day he joined the crew.

This time He Xiran obviously controlled himself not to bring the topic to Bai An, but when he learned that the other cameraman was a handsome mixed-race boy, the strong jealousy burst out involuntarily.

During a 10-minute phone call, he didn't know how many times he mentioned the cameraman named Ke Lin. Wen Xiaoyu pinched his cigarette and asked him: "He Xiran, do you want me to pay attention to him, or do you not want me to pay attention to him?" Follow him?"

He Xiran suddenly lost his voice, and said angrily after a while: "You can follow whoever you want, and I can't see it anyway."

Wen Xiaoyu sighed and said: "As a director, of course everyone should pay attention, because I pay attention to my work, and I need everyone to present it together. What I pay attention to is the whole, not a special person. Listen understand?"

It was quiet there for a long time, and He Xiran's muffled voice came over: "Understood."

When Wen Xiaoyu heard his tone, her heart softened, and she coaxed softly: "I'll be home in a few days, and I'll take you to Lancheng to play, okay?"

"Yes." He Xiran responded aggrievedly, "I miss you so much."

"Hey, I miss you too." Wen Xiaoyu said, lighting another cigarette.

After hanging up the phone, he looked up and saw Bai An standing not far away and looking at him, as if he wanted to come to him to say something, he hesitated for a while but didn't come over, turned and left.

He seemed to be deliberately keeping a distance from Wen Xiaoyu during this time, and he didn't mention a single word about thanking or eating before, so Wen Xiaoyu was naturally relieved.

In the last few days, Wen Xiaoyu hardly ever went out of the editing room, doing editing, soundtrack and other post-work every day and night.

No. On the 14th day, he held a meeting with the company with a satisfactory finished film, made final adjustments, and finally completed the project beautifully.

There was a wrap-up banquet that night, and Wen Xiaoyu was given a lot of alcohol.Everyone is about the same age, and like him, this film is also the first film that many people participated in the production of.

Even though it lasted only 10 minutes, it carried their dreams, so the atmosphere this night was particularly lively.

Of course Wen Xiaoyu was also in a good mood, and the thought of seeing He Xiran soon made her mood even better.

In the end, he drank so much that he almost lost his pace, and he didn't forget to call He Xiran, and fell asleep after saying a few words in a daze.

Unexpectedly, when she woke up the next morning, Wen Xiaoyu picked up her phone to check the time, only to find that the phone was almost blown up by dozens of missed calls.

He frowned and called He Xiran back, only to find that he had been blacklisted, and so was WeChat.He lay there frowning for a while, then got up and took a shower to refresh himself.

When I went downstairs to check out, I met two cameramen. Bai An only said hello to him. Colin told him in embarrassment that his cell phone kept ringing after sending him back to his room last night, so he connected him and said Checked the situation.

According to He Xiran's temper, as long as Wen Xiaoyu is not on the other side of the phone, then no matter who is on the phone, he will definitely explode, let alone when he was still in the hotel room.

Wen Xiaoyu thanked Colin with a headache, and took a taxi to the airport.He didn't go home directly, but went to Lancheng, and paid the deposit for the house that He Xiran had fancyed before.

In fact, he has always been in contact with the agency, but he hasn't taken many jobs in the past year, and the family has spent money one after another. It wasn't until this job was completed that he had the confidence to pay the deposit.

When the film in hand is sold, plus the previous savings, the down payment can be paid.

After signing the contract, it was already night when I got home.He used Wen Muchen's mobile phone to call He Xiran, but this time He Xiran answered. Wen Xiaoyu explained here for a long time, but the other party didn't say a word.

But he still faintly heard He Xiran's cry, so he was so bored that he didn't want to vent his anger. It was only in the middle of the night that He Xiran hummed a few times and went to sleep.

Wen Xiaoyu let go of the last string that was tense in her heart, and a high fever suddenly hit unstoppable.

Before the fifteen days of intensive work, he experienced the death of his grandmother, his brother's repeated illnesses, the art and college entrance examinations, and He Xiran's temper tantrums from time to time. He was really tired.

He was always like a giant in the eyes of others, and this unexpected illness frightened the other two in the family.

The child star turned on the mother-child mode again, cooking and talking without delay.Wen Muchen personally stared at him to take the medicine, and often watched him shed tears, as if he was about to die.Wen Xiaoyu woke up occasionally during his drowsiness, and seeing him like this, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Although He Xiran released him from the blacklist, the awkwardness in his heart seemed to have not passed, and he refused to take the initiative to contact him.Wen Xiaoyu didn't want to tell him that she was sick, so she planned to wait two more days and go to find him after the college entrance examination scores came down.

During the period, he also received a call from the producer, saying that a boss of a distribution company had watched their film and expressed interest in it, and asked to meet Wen Xiaoyu himself.

That distribution company is very famous in the film and television industry, and it will be a good start for their films to be distributed by this company.The producer said that this time there is a high probability that it will be successful, and Wen Xiaoyu must go to a meeting with them when the time comes.

This is a rare and good opportunity, Wen Xiaoyu naturally agreed.

***

On the day of checking scores, Wen Xiaoyu stared at the computer screen, unable to enter the system for a long time.

He looked up at the fidgeting child star, and said, "Can you live in peace for a while? I'm about to faint."

"I'm nervous!" Tong Xing said confidently.

"I'm not nervous, why are you nervous." He said, looked at Wen Muchen who was holding his arm, and asked, "Brother, are you nervous too?"

"Yeah." His brother swallowed, nodded, and asked him, "What is this?"

Wen Xiaoyu really wanted to roll her eyes, and secretly slandered, what kind of gods are in this family.

"It's a very important exam, and I'm checking the results." He explained.

"Oh~" Wen Muchen nodded seriously, "Can you get [-] points in the test?"

"I can score [-] in the test." Wen Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows at him.

"Wow!" Wen Muchen, who had never seen so many scores, was stunned.

"Stop bragging, let's see if we can get in?" Tong Xing was about to collapse.

Wen Xiaoyu looked at him and smiled, refreshed the page again, and entered.

"Damn it!" Tong Xing covered his eyes, not even daring to look directly at Wen Xiaoyu's movement of entering the exam admission number.

"It's out." Wen Xiaoyu stared at the computer screen, curled the corners of his mouth, 677 points.

The child star moved closer, staggered his fingers a little, and complained in the next second: "If you don't check your own first, why check He Xiran's!"

"If you check his, you will know mine." Wen Xiaoyu said confidently, "I am 675, do you believe it?"

"I still don't believe it today!" Tong Xing pushed him away, rolled up his sleeves and waved his hand, "I'll check it out for you!"

Wen Xiaoyu smiled and sat aside, watching the child star's expression change from nervousness to bewilderment to disbelief.

"Fuck! 675 points, not bad at all!" the child actor questioned, "Did you check it in advance?"

"No, there is a tacit understanding." Wen Xiaoyu said proudly.This pride is not only for He Xiran, but also for himself.

He took out his mobile phone and was about to call He Xiran, but He Xiran called before him.He connected with a smile on his face and asked, "Have you checked?"

But He Xiran said incoherently while crying: "Wen Xiaoyu! Come quickly, my mother, I... I can't wake her up!"

"Don't be afraid, I'll be right there."

Wen Xiaoyu's fever has not completely subsided, and he suddenly fainted for a moment when he stood up suddenly, but he picked up the car keys and ran to He's house without stopping. He drove lightly to the basement, and saw He Xiran carrying his mother to the stairs go up.

He went over to pick He's mother on his back, stepped up the stairs in twos and threes, and ran outside the alley to put her in the back seat.He Xiran and Mrs. He followed closely behind and got into the car, one on the left and the other on the right.

As he started the car, he glanced in the rearview mirror.As long as He Xiran is well, everything else is fine.He said nothing and drove to the hospital.

Mrs. He suddenly remembered something, and said, "Go...to Jingwan Hospital."

Her voice was not as sharp as usual, with a hoarse tremor.

The "Jingwan Hospital" she mentioned is a private hospital with a relatively remote location.Wen Xiaoyu frowned: "Shouldn't I go to the nearest hospital now?"

"There is a familiar doctor there who understands her condition." Mrs. He said.

"Just go there, Wen Xiaoyu, can you drive faster?" He Xiran choked up and said.

Wen Xiaoyu glanced at him in the mirror, he looked terrified, his pale face was covered with tears, and big tears were still pouring out.

"Okay, stop crying." Wen Xiaoyu said distressedly.

The author has something to say:

Well, the preparatory run has already begun.

I feel sorry for my Brother Wen, everyone seems to be looking forward to his wife running away quickly (laughing)