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After Xia Rusen finished speaking, he leaned on the edge of the table and sat back on the chair.His body may be really not very good, and he was a little short of breath under the excitement.

Shen Zui took two small steps forward, his eyes were watery, his lips were redder than usual, "Teacher,"

"You go first," Xia Rusen waved his hand, "I have something to do this afternoon."

Shen Zui instinctively felt that he had been ordered to evict the guest, and he refused to leave, "I,"

Xia Rusen frowned.He looked up at Shen Zui, not impatient, only a little helpless.

The door was knocked.

"Teacher," Ding Yin didn't come in, and said directly through the doorway, "Zhou Dafei has arrived."

Surprised, Shen Zui opened his eyes slightly.

Xia Rusen waved his hand at Shen Zui again, "You go. Think about what I said today."

Shen Zui walked out of the room with a heavy heart, and went downstairs holding on to the handrail.The stairs of the old small building creaked, and Zhou Dafei, who was waiting downstairs, raised his head when he heard the sound.

"You came to find Director Xia?" Shen Zui pursed his lips lightly, but his voice was not loud.

"I watched the online screening of the film festival yesterday," Shen Zui walked down the stairs and said proactively, "Your short film was shot very well."

Zhou Dafei stood up politely, with a slight smile on his slightly serious face.

Shen Zui realized that he always behaved well in front of Zhou Dafei, and it was the first time he realized that it was because Zhou Dafei and Xia Rusen were the same directors.

Shen Zui must always maintain the state of "audition".

He can't make "Under the Blue Sky" anymore, he may have a long gap period, he may wait for Zhou Dafei to climb up.

Shen Zui sincerely praised all Zhou Dafei's works he had seen, and before he had time to recommend himself, the phone rang.

It's stupid.

Intoxicated had a bad feeling, as if someone had installed surveillance in his brain.He gestured to Zhou Dafei, turned around and walked aside to connect, "Hello."

"Hey, Xiaozui," Hutu's tone was thought-provoking, "Pei Yan finished his vacation and returned to work."

Shen Zui was stunned for a moment, he had an intuition that this had something to do with Zhou Dafei's winning the award, but he just oh.

"Now this matter is a bit difficult." Hu Tu hesitated for a while, "Pei Yan seems to live in a peach blossom garden. I don't know if there is a Han, regardless of Wei and Jin, and now he insists on arresting you to act in his new script."

"A newly written script?" Shen Zui said.

"Yeah." Hu Tu comforted, "It's okay. No, let's talk to Mr. Yan. Just now, after hearing what Yang Tian said, Pei Yan only wrote a rough idea of ​​the script, so you definitely can't delay your "Under the Blue Sky"."

Shen Zui held up his mobile phone, staring blankly at the yard outside the window.Driving there was a not-so-new video camera, otherwise worn out like an abandoned garden.

"I just wanted to call you," Shen Zui murmured, "I should not act in "Under the Blue Sky"."

"Ah? What?" Hu Tu was puzzled, "Why? What's wrong with you."

"It's a long story." When Shen Zui heard Ding Yin calling Zhou Dafei to go upstairs behind him, he took a deep breath calmly, a bit self-defeating, "But I'm not in the mood to say it now."

"........."

"No, you,"

Shen Zui hung up the phone.

He turned around, and Zhou Dafei, who was going upstairs, said goodbye to Shen Zui with a smile.

Shen Zui also tugged at the corners of his mouth, feeling that his facial muscles were almost exhausted.

What will Zhou Dafei discuss with Director Xia?

Director Xia obviously wants to support Zhou Dafei, will they choose other actors together?

Will you direct younger actors like "Tassel" when you directed me back then?

...

Intoxicated, an inescapable sense of loss arose all over his body.Whether it was Xia Rusen or Zhou Dafei, none of them praised "Out of Temperature".

Perhaps Pei Yan should be blamed for this.But after many years, Xiaotu, who has grown into an intoxication, once again felt the overwhelming sense of abandonment.

In Shen Zui's mind, Ah Xue was released after serving his sentence.He didn't love this woman, let alone hate her.

The nightmare that Shen Zui will no longer have now is the nightmare that he can't defeat even if he faces it head-on.

Abandoned by Yan Mingyang at the age of 14, it was a virus engraved on the bone.It will be fine, but there is always the possibility of recurrence.

The phone kept ringing along the way.Drunk and lost, he even forgot to pull on his mask, let alone answer the phone.

It seemed that after going around for two more streets, Shen Zui finally walked back to the door of the house.

A person stood in the shade at the door of the unit.Yan Mingyang received a call from Hutu not long ago, saying that Shen Zui suddenly stopped acting in "Under the Blue Sky", and the most frightening thing was that he couldn't get in touch.

Yan Mingyang came from the company with the idea of ​​giving it a try, but he didn't expect to run into Shen Zui who was going home.

"Little Tu." Yan Mingyang frowned and stepped forward.He noticed that Shen Zui's expression was wrong, it was frighteningly white.

Shen Zui didn't eat lunch, and the slight hypoglycemia and sun exposure made him a little dizzy.He stared in a daze, and saw someone walking in front of him from a distance, a bit like the villain who promised to come and see him but ran away.

"Little Tu," Yan Mingyang stretched out his hand, wanting to try the intoxicated forehead, "You,"

In a half-dizzy and half-awake state, both new and old hatred rushed into the intoxicated heart.He seems to have returned to the 14-year-old Qishi, and he seems to be standing at a reception where Wang Ge bullied him.

snap-

Shen Zui raised his right hand, and a forceless slap landed on Yan Mingyang's face neatly.

Yan Mingyang only felt a pain in his left cheek, subconsciously covered his face and turned around, his face full of astonishment.

After Shen Zui finished beating, he was also a little at a loss.He was dumbfounded, "Go, go away."

Yan Mingyang covered his face, a little blood stained the corner of his lips.

He couldn't believe it, and for a moment the emotion he felt was more shocking than the fact that he had been slapped.

It was flattering.

"What's wrong with you, little Tu?" Yan Mingyang's eyebrows were slightly worried.He stretched out his hand to hold Shenzui's shoulder, Shenzui blinked twice in the next second, and finally passed out.

Yan Mingyang took out the key from Shenzui's pocket, and half-armed and half-carried him home.

Intoxicated in a coma state is more like a little dodder, much more obedient than usual, and unconsciously gently hugs Yan Mingyang's neck.

Yan Mingyang put Shen Zui on the sofa and covered it with a towel quilt.He called Sang Lili and asked her to call the family doctor.

"What did you do to Teacher Shen?" Sang Lili on the other end of the phone was shocked.

Yan Mingyang covered the hot left side of his face, feeling pain in his temple, "It's nothing. He passed out by himself."

Sang Lili: "......"

As Yan Mingyang said, he stretched out his hand and lightly touched Shenzui's forehead.It's not really hot, there should be no fever.

The flushed look on his face reminded Yan Mingyang of the apple he bent to pick up at the station that year.

The family doctor soon arrived with an emergency kit.

Yan Mingyang knew intellectually that being intoxicated should be fine, but emotionally he was still very nervous.

"What's up with him?"

"It should be just hypoglycemia." The family doctor measured his body temperature and heartbeat, and then looked again, "Mr. Shen Zui is thin and thin. Obviously, he usually controls his calorie intake very well. He must eat every meal on time."

Yan Mingyang sat down beside Shen Zui and fed him some glucose water.He stroked the corner of his drunken mouth, his complexion complex.

Shen Zui on the sofa half-closed his eyes, raised his hand and frowned, mumbling, as if he was about to wake up. "Then I won't bother you for now." The family doctor noticed the slap marks on Yan Mingyang's face, but he didn't dare to say anything, "Mr. Yan, call me if you have anything to do."

Yan Mingyang hummed.He glanced at the time, he still had work this afternoon.

Yan Mingyang took the keys, went downstairs to get the computer from the trunk of the car.When he came back, he found that Shen Zui had quietly sat up from the sofa, with his legs crossed, wondering if he was in a daze.

"Are you awake?" Yan Mingyang put down the computer on the dining table, pulled up a chair, and sat down in front of the sofa.

"You fainted from hypoglycemia, what do you want to eat?"

Shen Zui glanced at Yan Mingyang, his eyes fell on his red and mottled left face for half a second, and then moved away immediately.

"You have to eat something," Yan Mingyang didn't seem to be shy about the marks on his face, he said generously, "Even if it's boiled chicken breast."

Shen Zui ignored Yan Mingyang.He stood up, stepped on his slippers and went straight into the bathroom.

There was a sound of water inside.After a while, Shen Zui walked out with a water-soaked towel with no expression on his face.

Yan Mingyang felt very strange in his heart.For a moment, he only looked at Shen Zui, not knowing what to say.

Shen Zui folded the towel into pieces, and pressed it directly on Yan Mingyang's face, his movements were far from gentle, "I'm sorry, at least I shouldn't hit you."

The unsuspecting Yan Mingyang gasped.Clutching the cold towel, he hesitated for a long time between taking an inch and closing it, and finally pouted, "It's okay."

Shen Zui didn't chase Yan Mingyang away immediately, but didn't say much.He found a sealed bucket and ate crispy potato chips piece by piece.

Yan Mingyang froze another towel in the refrigerator.When he changed to the second towel, Shen Zui was still holding the sealed bucket, sitting on the sofa and eating potato chips.

"You..." Yan Mingyang sat down on the chair in front of Shen Zui, and decided not to ask about "Under the Blue Sky" for now.

"What the hell happened to you today?"

Shen Zui chewed the potato chips, with an inexplicable grievance in his calm eyes, as if he didn't hear Yan Mingyang's words.

"Where did you go at noon?" Yan Mingyang, who is good at clichés, changed his question, "Why didn't you eat?"

"I'm going to see the teacher." Shen Zui said.

Yan Mingyang frowned, recalling some bad memories, "Xia Rusen? Did he scold you?"

"No." The corners of Shen Zui's mouth curled down, almost writing "Yes" on his face.

"I can explain to him what happened before." Yan Mingyang is not the kind of person who would be ashamed of his past behavior, but he can make concessions for intoxication.

Shen Zui hugged the airtight barrel and closed the lid.He clapped his hands, picked up a wet tissue and wiped it off, "It has nothing to do with you."

Yan Mingyang obviously didn't believe it.He slightly removed the towel, "Little Tu,"

"It really has nothing to do with you." After eating the potato chips, the intoxicated man calmed down a lot.He paused, "At least the matter about Director Xia has nothing to do with you."

"Even if I act in "Spring Habitat", I will still disappoint the teacher sooner or later."

Yan Mingyang narrowed his eyes.He remembered Hu Tu saying that Shen Zui suddenly stopped acting in "Under the Blue Sky", and he seemed to understand something.

"Little Tu," Yan Mingyang put down the towel, he didn't care much about his face.He stretched out his hand, as if trying to hold Shen Zui, "You haven't thought clearly about why you are acting."

"Is it just to not disappoint Xia Rusen?"

Shen Zui fell silent, squinting at Yan Mingyang, "Why don't you ever visit your father."

Yan Mingyang was stunned for a moment, and his gentle face just now changed instantly.

He pursed his lower lip with disbelief in his eyes, but he was speechless.

"It's because you don't dare to see his disappointed expression." Shen Zui answered the question calmly, raising his knife.

After he finished speaking, he still looked at Yan Mingyang, as if he was forcing Yan Mingyang to face this fact.

Yan Mingyang blinked twice quickly, his trembling eyelashes showed his struggling heart.

But he didn't look away.

"You're right." After a while, Yan Mingyang swallowed, his voice a little hoarse, "I really don't want to disappoint my father."

Shen Zui pursed his lips lightly, like a quiet victory.

"But," Yan Mingyang took a deep breath, his words trembling a little, "I don't want to return, I still have to do what I should do."

"I am so famous that my father is the only one who is disappointed in me. I don't know how many people's expectations I have failed, but I know what I want, so everything can be sacrificed."

"Don't you care?" Shen Zui asked firmly.

"I care, but it's hard to have both." Yan Mingyang seemed to have regained the feeling of taking care of Xiaotu when he was a teenager.He sat on the sofa and stroked his intoxicated forehead, "Besides my parents, the person who has the highest expectations and disappointment for me should be Professor Zhou."

"There was a time when I wanted to try to disappoint him as little as possible."

"And then?" Shen Zui raised his eyes with pure curiosity.

"Then I found out," Yan Mingyang sneered, "Professor Zhou is disappointed in me, but he is even more disappointed in Zhou Dafei. The irony is that the few things that Zhou Dafei and I have in common are advantages in a universal sense."

Shen Zui frowned.He reluctantly found out that Yan Mingyang was right.

"Professor Zhou is still not satisfied." Yan Mingyang said, "His expectation is that a person can achieve what I, Yan Mingyang, have achieved with Zhou Dafei's upright way of dealing with things."

"This is simply a fantasy."

Drunk's lips moved, thoughtful.He was in a daze, as if he had been touched by something.

"I met Zhou Dafei at the teacher's place today, and they may have to work together on a project..." Shen Zui hugged the cushion with both hands, his head drooping, "...something."

"........."

Shen Zui almost wrote the words "don't take me" on his face, and Yan Mingyang vaguely understood why he was so depressed today.

"It's impossible and completely unnecessary to always meet other people's expectations." Yan Mingyang rubbed his back intoxicated, "Director Xia has retired. If you really want to make Zhou Dafei's movie, I can definitely do it." Find a way to get him."

Shen Zui tilted his head slightly on the cushion, "It still doesn't work."

"Really," Yan Mingyang bent down lightly, rubbing his fingers against the tip of his drunken nose, with a serious face, "There has never been a deal that I can't negotiate."

Shen Zui didn't escape.His eyes were still a little empty, and he sighed lightly.

"You don't have to shoot "Under the Blue Sky." Yan Mingyang didn't insist on seeing this, he lightly pinched the tip of his nose, "But you have to know what you really want."