Bamboo horse and the sky fell HE

T Academy of Fine Arts, Department of Architecture is very outstanding.

Beilin was enthusiastic and talkative, and he told Fu Yuhan a lot about his experience in the college entrance examination when arranging the lights.

Although the province's curriculum has been reformed every year, the experience of the seniors is still useful. Fu Yuhan didn't talk much. While watching Beilin set up two headlights and covered them with a soft light cloth, he silently wrote down what he heard.

Not long after, Si Ge and San Mao walked in one after the other.I don't know if it was stimulated by what Wen Yu said about him the day before. Today, the fourth brother shaved off the thick beard that had grown on his chin for an unknown period of time. He looked ten years younger and finally had What a person in his early thirties should look like.

Fu Yuhan almost didn't dare to admit it.

"Don't be afraid." Beilin patted him with a smile, "Fourth Brother only shaves when he has a convulsion...Artists are somewhat eccentric, understand. If you really take the road of art, you will have some in the future .”

"...Then I may not be an artist for the rest of my life." Fu Yuhan said in a low voice.

"Don't be modest," Beilin said, "I like you. Believe me, I have an intuition for discovering artists."

"..."

Fu Yuhan didn't really want to be discovered.

Time was tight, so a few people said hello, and today's work officially began.

Fu Yuhan finished the chat and ran to change clothes.

The work content is similar to that of the previous day. Wen Yu is not here today, so he is obviously much more at ease, and the filming went more smoothly.

This store mainly focuses on original designs, with more than a dozen new models at a time, and the shooting task can basically be completed in two afternoons.Perhaps knowing this, the shop owner came to the abandoned factory building before the end of the day's work.

That is a tall and thin young man, who looks younger than the fourth brother, with slightly longer hair, tied into a small braid behind his head, with a leaf-shaped silver earring on his ear, and a slim black T-shirt and black pants. Ren is more like a "young artist" than the fourth brother.

He walked in carelessly, chewing gum, with a stream of breath on his body. First, he stood next to the fourth brother and watched the filming for a while. I found a very good new model, I still don't believe it can be better than the last one, I saw it today... Tsk tsk." He looked at Fu Yuhan and stretched out his hand, "How is it, are you interested in long-term cooperation?"

Fu Yuhan was a little embarrassed that he hadn't put on his clothes yet, so he shook hands with him, quickly withdrew, walked over to pick up the black robe and put it on: "...Are you the owner?"

"That's right." The man smiled, "Look at me, you're so satisfied that you forgot to introduce yourself - I'm Yong Rong, the owner of this underwear store, older than you, you won't suffer if you call me 'Brother Rong' .what is your name?"

"Fu Yuhan."

"Then I'll call you Xiaohan." Yong Rong asked with a smile, "Are you interested in long-term cooperation?"

"It would be great if we can cooperate for a long time..." Fu Yuhan pursed his lower lip, "But I usually have classes, so I only have time on weekends..."

"It's okay, anyway, I—"

"Stop, stop." Yongrong was interrupted by the fourth child before he finished speaking, and he came over with a cigarette in his mouth, "There is still a set that has not been filmed, can you ask someone to change the clothes first, and then we can talk about the future." Things. Don’t finish filming until it’s dark, tomorrow Monday, won’t people come over?” He waved at Fu Yuhan, “Go and change clothes.”

Fu Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked away.

Inexplicably, he felt that the shopkeeper looked at him a little...too interested.

As soon as he left, the fourth child reached out and tapped Yongrong's shoulder: "Don't show off, this is the person Wen Yu brought over."

"Wen Yu?" Yong Rong raised his eyebrows, "It's been a long time since I heard this name—but this is not the person he's looking for, is it? I remember seeing it once before, it doesn't look like this."

The fourth child said "ah".

"Since it doesn't matter." Yong Rong hooked the corners of his lips, "This looks to my liking, so what's the point of teasing?"

"You'd better just tease me," the fourth child shook his head, "I don't really want to clean up the mess."

I think he was pissed off by Wen Yu just after he tried a sentence yesterday... The fourth child doesn't want to know more about the relationship between these two people, but he doesn't want to make a fuss for himself.

Wen Yu is not very old, but he is a little crazy.

No normal person wants to mess with a lunatic.

It's a pity that standing in front of him now doesn't seem normal either.Yong Rong said with a smile: "I didn't offend Wen Yu's 'sweetheart', so he wouldn't take it so leniently, right? I'll ask Xiaohan later if he wants to drink at night."

The fourth child rubbed his temples, and suddenly felt that the upside-down routine of day and night was really easy to cause headaches.

Yong Rong didn't hang out with the few of them, and the fourth child only got in touch with him more because of work. Originally, he only said that he would have a barbecue together after work. Japanese grocery store.

The fourth child felt that he couldn't bear to look directly at the way he kept talking to Fu Yuhan intentionally or unintentionally while eating.

On the one hand, he is a client, and on the other hand, he is a friend who is not easy to mess with. The fourth child decisively decided to throw this pot out.

He sent Wen Yu a message.

Fourth child: Yongrong seems to be a little interested in your children.

Wen Yu replied quite quickly.

Wen Yu: Who is "my little friend"?

Fourth child: As for your classmate who came over to be a model, didn't I tell you?This shop is graceful.

Fourth child: Today's clothes are all filmed, he said he would treat guests to a meal, and now it's on the show.

Wen Yu: ...

"...Really, I think you are very suitable. If you want to find a job, I am still preparing another men's clothing store for young people. You can try it then." Grace held up the sake glass, "Come on, come on." , let's have a cup first—”

The conversation was interrupted by the sudden ringtone of the mobile phone, and Yongrong glanced at the caller ID, and immediately glared at the fourth child: "Did you tip off the news?"

Fu Yuhan: "?"

The fourth child was not afraid of him, and looked back calmly: "I don't want to get involved in your two problems, can you solve it yourself?"

"Tsk." Yong Rong pouted, smiled and said "Sorry" to Fu Yuhan, put down the wine glass, and picked up the phone: "Hello?"

It was very quiet on the other end of the phone, but Wen Yu's cold bass sounded very clear and distinct: "Are you sick?"

"You're sick." Yong Rong replied, "You curse at people after you haven't seen them for a few years, that's all you have."

"It's really unqualified for you to pick people and not look at the master." Wen Yu snorted coldly, "You want to touch my friend too?"

"The whole city is your friend, you are really lenient. When will you inherit the family business and talk to me again, or do you think I am afraid of you?" Yongrong hung up the phone with a snap, and turned off the phone.

He raised his glass and smiled again: "Come on, Xiaohan, after drinking this glass, let's talk about the specific work content..."

Fu Yuhan felt that something was wrong.

But work... Indeed, this shooting is only a part-time job, and the amount of money he can earn is limited. If he can receive long-term shooting content, he won't have to worry about expenses in a short time.

Suddenly, I have a little understanding of the pain of adult socializing.

Fu Yuhan twitched the corners of his mouth, clinked glasses with Yongrong, raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.

The sake was lightly drunk, but it had enough stamina. After a few cups, Fu Yuhan felt his face was a little hot.

But Yong Rong was very interested, and kept pulling him to talk about this and that.The lingerie shop opens once a week, and Yongrong is going to hand over all these products to Fu Yuhan for auction, he only needs to come over on weekends.There was no problem with the time, Fu Yuhan directly agreed.

The problem is on the fourth brother's side - the fourth brother has always found the shooting location by himself according to the new style of this week. He has a few frequently used filming locations, and occasionally discovers new locations, but Yongrong offered to help him contact the studio. After that, the two quarreled a few words.

There was some unpleasantness, the fourth child got up and said to go out to smoke a cigarette, Bei Lin and San Mao followed him out to persuade him, only Fu Yuhan and Yong Rong were left on the table for a while.

"That's the bad thing about the fourth brother... He is very stubborn in small things. I saved him time by contacting the studio. Why refuse? Isn't he going into the studio every autumn and winter to shoot." Yong Rong shook Shaking his head, he poured wine for the two of them, raised his glass and smiled at Fu Yuhan, "Forget it, let's not talk about him, let's drink."

"The studio setting is different... Maybe the fourth brother has other requirements?" Fu Yuhan subconsciously defended the photographer. He lowered his eyes and said softly, "I don't think I should be able to drink any more."

"Don't you want to save face?" Yong Rong looked at him disapprovingly, "There are not many of this bottle, so I won't call it a new one after drinking it, okay? I heard from the fourth child that you are a senior in high school this year, so you probably don't have many opportunities to come out to play, Brother will take you upstairs to sing K in a while, and find a hotel nearby when it's late..."

"I have to go home." Fu Yuhan interrupted him, "Tomorrow Monday, I have to go back to school."

"Oh, yes, I'm a little taller and confused. Then I'll send you home after singing..."

Why can't we not sing?

Fu Yuhan drank the glass of wine a little speechlessly.

At any rate, he was the boss who gave money, so Fu Yuhan thought it would be fine to sit in the KTV for a while.

"But I can't sing." He stated in advance.

"It's okay, your fourth brother is a mac bully." Yong Rong said, "The remaining four of us can play dice—have you ever played 'Blowing'?"

Fu Yuhan shook his head.

He is indeed not very competent as a school bully, and he is not as good as a few so-called "top students".

"But I've heard of it," he added.

"That's fine, I'll tell you later." Yong Rong said, "Let's go play for two hours, and then send you back. I won't delay your school tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay." Fu Yuhan had no objection.

The fourth child quarrels with people every day because of disagreement about "artistic ideas". After smoking a cigarette, he calms down and returns to his seat.

The Japanese food on the table was almost finished, he thought he was going to disband, but unexpectedly Yong Rong proposed to sing again.

"Xiao Han is going too?" The fourth child turned around in surprise.

Before Fu Yuhan could speak, Yong Rong answered the question first: "I just told him that we will leave before 12 o'clock, so as not to delay his going to school. It's up to you to go, you don't want to let Beilin Sanmao stay and play dice , anyway, playing dice is the same with you or without you."

"Damn, can't I play?" The fourth child became angry, "I don't want to inquire, I, Zhang Laosi, was a pure K dice king—"

Fu Yuhan didn't hear the rubbish talk clearly, a burst of alcohol welled up, and his brain became dizzy for an instant.

In fact, I was a little sleepy, but I couldn't walk.

He braced his face to hold back a yawn, took out his phone from his pocket, and wanted to scan his eyes casually.

Unexpectedly, I saw an unread message on WeChat, which came from his enthusiastic classmate Wen at the same table.

Wen Yu: Where are you?

Fu Yuhan didn't think much about it, he sent a location, squinted his eyes and typed a reply.

Fu Yuhan: Do you want to come over to play?

Fu Yuhan: The fourth brother said that you also know the owner of the shop.

The name on the dialog changes to "typing" for maybe 2 minutes.

But in the end Wen Yu only replied four words.

Wen Yu: Well, I'm coming.