under the rose

Fu Xingyun was stunned and stopped thinking.No idea when the two of them started standing there or how much they listened.

Just as the elevator door opened again, Chen Xin lowered her head, panicked, and squeezed in before the elevator door was fully opened. Wen Shichuan didn't speak, and followed Chen Xin into the elevator.Fu Xingyun stood outside the elevator, as if he was frozen, he didn't know what to say, so he just watched the elevator door close, and Chen Xin, together with Wen Shichuan, disappeared from sight.

"Uh" Yu Xiangwan said tentatively, "Let's go in and wait? Someone will come later."

Fu Xingyun answered blankly, turned around and followed Yu Xiangwan in.He came early, and the projection room had just been set up. It was not a big place, but it was set up like a small-scale private cinema, with a few sofas and a few beanbags piled up by the wall, creating a very comfortable atmosphere.

But Fu Xingyun didn't want to feel it at all. Under Yu Xiangwan's guidance, he sat on the sofa in the front and in the middle.

He suddenly asked, "How much have you heard?"

Yu Xiangwan dragged a lazy sofa to Fu Xingyun's feet, then sank into it, twisted his body so that the curve of his back fit the sofa perfectly, and sighed comfortably.

She said: "Not much, probably from the beginning?"

Fu Xingyun: ""

People came one after another. They were all staff members who had spent the past few months filming together. There might be about ten people in total.Fu Xingyun came to greet each of them politely, his smile was impeccable, but in fact he was restless.He excused himself to go to the bathroom, went outside, looked down from the small balcony, and saw Chen Xin and Wen Shichuan standing beside Chen Xin's car, they were talking about something.

Chen Xin kept talking behind, judging from his expression, he was quite agitated.Wen Shichuan only said a few words now and then. In the end, Wen Shichuan walked away, and Chen Xin stood there for a while before driving away.

Fu Xingyun hurried back to the screening room and sat upright in his seat.

After a while, Wen Shichuan came back, and the staff in the projection room applauded like booing, Fu Xingyun looked down at his knees, not daring to look at him.Wen Shichuan said casually: "I've been delayed by something, let's start right away."

The round-faced assistant Xiao He jumped up from the beanbag to play the video.

Wen Shichuan continued: "It's just a rough cut, and it lasted three hours. In the end, it should be compressed to about one and a half hours. Everyone can comment after watching it."

Everyone agreed one after another, and the lights in the room were gradually turned off, and Wen Shichuan sat in the only remaining vacant seat—next to Fu Xingyun.

Fu Xingyun suddenly remembered that this sofa was the one he sat on when he came to the audition before. It was soft and comfortable, as if it could completely wrap the person sitting on it. When two people were sitting, it was easy to sink in the middle.Fu Xingyun only moved a little, and the two of them put their shoulders against their shoulders, and their thighs against their thighs.

The movie hadn't played yet, and the room was pitch black. Fu Xingyun felt safe in such an environment. Although he couldn't see others, others couldn't see him either, and couldn't see his nervousness, anxiety, and embarrassment.

He whispered, "just now"

The timing was too unlucky, as soon as he started speaking, the hanging curtain lit up, and the light shone on Fu Xingyun's face, he narrowed his eyes, and saw Wen Shichuan looked at him sideways.

"Concentrate," Wen Shichuan said in a deep voice, "I'll talk about it later."

Fu Xingyun lost his temper in an instant, like a child who has been punished for doing something wrong, put his hands on his knees, cleared his messy thoughts, and prepared for this three-hour movie.

In the process of improving their acting skills, many actors will repeatedly watch their own TV dramas and movie clips, analyze their own performances, and see what shortcomings they have. Watching them repeatedly is like a surgeon performing the most delicate operation.But some actors never watch it, and feel that watching their own performance is always a bit embarrassing.

Fu Xingyun also watched his own TV series, but this time watching this movie, he always felt a little restless.

It's not affected by what happened just now, but the emotions conveyed by this movie are too real. Both the story and the shots convey a feeling of loneliness, moistening things silently, and Fu Xingyun himself is very real in it.With a plain face to the sky, every gesture, every word and deed is close to life, as if he is looking at his own life record.

Especially when it came to the crying scene, Fu Xingyun looked away and didn't want to watch it.

He looked around, Wen Shichuan looked at it very seriously, obviously he had watched it thousands of times when editing the film, but it was still the first time he saw it, his eyes were fixed, and his lips were pursed seriously.Yu Xiangwan was sitting next to him. She was full of emotion, sniffing her nose, crying until her face was covered with tears. Xiao He handed her a tissue.

Even though the location and character's life in the movie story are not similar to Fu Xingyun's own current life, but he still empathizes strongly.He thought of the lonely moments in the past, and those moments played back in his mind like a revolving lantern.

At the end of the movie screening, Xiao He thoughtfully left a short dark time for everyone to sort out their emotions.

Fu Xingyun leaned on the sofa, and heard Wen Shichuan's voice ringing in his ears: "Let's talk later."

He grasped the fabric on his trousers tightly and said, "Okay."

The lights in the projection room were turned on again, and the staff applauded enthusiastically. Wen Shichuan stood up, turned around, and briefly talked about the next work arrangement with everyone.The next step is more detailed post-production, including further fine editing, post-production of music and sound effects, and announcements that are on the agenda.

Fu Xingyun listened absent-mindedly, thinking about what Wen Shichuan was going to talk to him later.

After the movie, the studio prepared some food and drink in advance, and placed them on the big terrace, which was considered a small celebration.Yu Xiangwan seriously placed the colorful cakes on the shelf one by one in order of color.It's already autumn, and it's a bit chilly at dusk. There is some jazz music playing on the terrace, and everyone is very relaxed. Except for Fu Xingyun, he didn't eat anything.

Wen Shichuan was sitting by the railing of the terrace with a glass of lemonade, and Fu Xingyun walked over, pretending to be relaxed: "Let's talk, what are we talking about?"

"Go in and talk."

Wen Shichuan put down the cup and walked in first, Fu Xingyun followed behind him silently, no one noticed that they left.They walked all the way to Wen Shichuan's office, the setting sun was shining brightly, so there was no need to turn on the lights.

Fu Xingyun walked behind, closed the door with his backhand after entering, and leaned against the door, like a small animal on guard.

"What are you talking about?" Fu Xingyun said.

Wen Shichuan sat on the single sofa directly opposite him, expressionless, not knowing what he was thinking, Fu Xingyun felt uncomfortable being watched by him.Fu Xingyun asked again: "What are we talking about? If we don't talk about it, I'm leaving."

"Speak first," Wen Shichuan said, "shouldn't you speak first?"

Fu Xingyun's head was originally full of nervousness, his body was like a taut string, like a balloon blown to the limit, but Wen Shichuan's words were like sharp needles, which burst the balloon all at once.Besides, he didn't know anything about Chen Xin and Wen Shichuan, so he had nothing to say, and it wasn't his turn to say it.The more Fu Xingyun thought about it, the more angry he became. He was not angry when Chen Xin satirized him just now, but now he became angry.

"I have nothing to say," he said.

Wen Shichuan put on a straight face, hooked the corners of his mouth, and smiled, "Really?"

Fu Xingyun almost exploded, he said: "Are you the only one who can say rhetorical questions? Are you blaming me for interrupting your meeting and talking with your old lover? Or are you blaming me for discrediting you? I said you have unspoken rules and you still suffer right?"

Wen Shichuan couldn't sit still anymore, and stood up from the sofa. Fu Xingyun shrank a little from his fright, but he still couldn't hold back his mouth. They stared at each other, as if they were fighting with their eyes.

"Do you know what kind of guy Chen Xin is?" Fu Xingyun said, "Even if you just find someone like this, you shouldn't find someone like this. Do you know how much he hurt me? He was the news when I was young." Find someone to explode, you know?"

The more Fu Xingyun talked, the more wronged he became, his whole body trembled with anger, his teeth chattered.He thought of Wen Shichuan rushing to his house to take care of him that day, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Wen Shichuan had made love to Chen Xin, and all those tenderness made him feel uncomfortable because of the involvement of a third person. Like a stick in the throat.

Wen Shichuan raised his voice and said loudly: "I didn't—"

Fu Xingyun asked: "Nothing?"

Wen Shichuan said: "Chen Xin and I have never been together, you misunderstood!"

"What's the misunderstanding?" The voices of the two of them became louder than the other, and Fu Xingyun almost shouted, "I saw it all, I saw you kissing him!"

Wen Shichuan was suddenly dumbfounded by his words.

Wen Shichuan was indeed very angry. He stood there with Yu Xiangwan and listened to the whole process. He was very angry with every word Fu Xingyun said.He was angry that Fu Xingyun was bullied by Chen Xin, he was angry that Fu Xingyun laughed at himself in order to provoke Chen Xin, he was angry that Fu Xingyun described the series of contacts after their reunion as unglamorous and without real feelings "Unspoken rules".

If there was a one in ten thousand chance that Fu Xingyun would have a relationship with Meng Qing other than his work partner, he might go crazy with anger.

But he didn't expect that Fu Xingyun would misunderstand that he and Chen Xin had been together.

"Did you see it? When? You misunderstood." Wen Shichuan asked, frowning.

Obviously he saw it with his own eyes, Fu Xingyun paced back and forth in front of Wen Shichuan, every time he thought of what he saw with his own eyes that time, he felt angry, sad and wronged.

He said: "Of course it is! Four years ago, I still remember that day. On August 28, I recorded a variety show all night before me. I was in the water, tired and sleepy, and that person pushed me."

Fu Xingyun panicked and said nothing, like a primary school student complaining.

He had just become famous at that time, and he was accepted by a variety show to show his face. That variety show was not so much a game as a tossing entertainer. He splashed in the pool for five hours, and was deliberately tricked by the host halfway through. He pushed him into the water and choked. Let the snot burst into tears.In this way, he also squeezed out the precious five hours of rest time, without stopping, got on the plane to find Wen Shichuan.

Fu Xingyun's eyes were red with grievance, and he said loudly: "You kissed him! I saw it standing in front of that ice cream shop, that ice cream shop, where we ate ice cream—"

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