The Melaleuca Routine of Fishing Attack

The huge lead-gray body broke through the clouds, landed steadily at Kyoto Airport, and glides smoothly.The clouds and rains in July are exuberant, and the fields in the distance, the bright white sun, and the morning light are mixed together, like dried watercolors.

10:00 am.

A tall boy walked out pushing a suitcase, his legs were unbelievably long, he was wearing a loose T-shirt, and he was followed by several bodyguards.

Along the way, there were dense crowds of people on both sides of the airport, and the flashing lights kept turning on.

The reporters followed along, asking questions and waiting for answers.

The fans held up the light boards, and countless love boards were shaking, and the crowd broke out in all kinds of excited screams: "Thank you, teacher!!"

"Yuyu looked at me, woo woo, woo woo!"

"As expected of Xie Moyu! It's so beautiful!"

……

Countless fans looked at him at the exit of the airport with anticipation, while the reporter held up the microphone, conducted a short interview with him, and asked a few questions, but as soon as he met his eyes, his brain shut down for a long time.

Straight male killer.

Men and women take all.

Xie Moyu is the only big traffic star with a large number of male and female fans. He is gentle, cultivated, and gentlemanly. The praise he has received is more or less related to that face.

The reporter held up the microphone and couldn't take his eyes off: "Mr. Xie, is there any actor you like recently, or other teachers in the same profession?"

He lowered his eyes, thought for a while, and a smile flashed on the corner of his elegant lips: "Recently?"

The reporter nodded, looking expectant: "Yes."

When Xie Moyu mentioned this name, his voice softened a lot: "Lin Yan."

Surprised voices all around: "Wow——"

Xie Moyu stood in front of the camera and said to the reporter without hesitation: "As far as the film that just won the award, Mr. Lin Yan is quite good."

The reporter was slightly taken aback: "Why?"

He smiled, his thick eyelashes drooped, and his voice was very pleasant: "His works are rich in lens language, and he deserves the highest award."

"Then do you look forward to cooperating with Director Lin?" The reporter handed over the microphone again, wondering: "It seems that you haven't cooperated with Director Lin yet."

Xie Moyu lowered his head and smiled, then raised his eyes to look at the camera, and said softly, "Of course. I'm looking forward to working with Teacher Lin Yan."

the other side.

Unexpectedly hearing his name, Lin Yan pushed the suitcase with his thin white fingers and was heading for the exit, his figure paused.

He turned his head and took a look. Behind him was a tall young man in a T-shirt and wide sports shorts, with a backpack on his shoulder, with bright eyes, and was being interviewed by a group of reporters.He was really good-looking, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, long legs, and a high nose bridge, like a model.

He paused and couldn't help but look a few more times.

But after all, it was an airport with a lot of people, so he quickly turned his head low-key, and even lowered his baseball cap, revealing only the tip of his white and delicate nose.

The assistant beside him smiled and shivered all over.

In fact, Lin Yan didn't know this star who was surrounded by people, but it was surprising to hear his name from his mouth. Lin Yan was not good at unnecessary social interaction, so he just glanced at him and didn't talk to him. He intends to communicate.

A group of people behind him were still conducting interviews in a lively manner: "Mr. Xie, what do you like about him?"

"I love his style - it's hard to understand, his films are so romantic."

"romantic?"

"He's very sensual and good at making women's films. And his camera work is really special and has a personal style."

"Whoa. What's your favorite movie of his?"

"I have watched all his films, from the earliest "Nightingale" filmed during school to the award-winning one later, I personally prefer the early ones, such as "Reincarnation on the Death Day."

The reporter nodded and continued the interview: "Then after watching his movies, what do you think are the characteristics of Mr. Lin Yan's creation?"

Xie Moyu was stunned for a moment, his magnetic voice was somewhat gentle: "His movies are always lonely and delicate, but this quality is very touching."

Lin Yan paused and turned around again.

This time, it took a little longer to watch.

The aisle is very narrow, the light is falling from the top, not far or near, the young man behind him raised his eyes, he has a pair of very deep eyes, the eyelashes are as long as a half-breed, the two people's eyes met in mid-air, and they separated each other.

Then the young man was quiet for a long time.

Ok.

Who did he recognize himself?

Over there, the reporter continued to interview: "If you saw him in person, would you ask for autographed photos or something?" "Yes." Xie Moyu just smiled and said: "I have often watched his films these days, senior It is very special to me. If we can meet each other, we will probably be in the same state of mind as chasing stars. I am very happy to see a teacher I admire."

Lin Yan was not far in front. Hearing this sentence, he turned his head slightly and stared at him with clear eyes.

The young man's eyes flicked over him like a superficial one, not intentionally ignoring him, but more like not noticing him at all, or in other words, not knowing him at all.

assistant:

The assistant smiled lowly: "Director Lin, he likes you so much, but unfortunately he is blind."

The long aisle at the airport is coming to an end.

Lin Yan turned his eyes, pushed the luggage out with thin white fingers, a faint light flashed in the bottom of his black and white eyes, and said softly: "He just hasn't seen me."

At [-] o'clock in the morning, a group of journalists with cameras and microphones were squatting at the airport pick-up gate. There were men and women. Although they were wearing plain clothes, the equipment was so conspicuous that they still attracted passers-by to watch.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"There are celebrities coming out of the airport, waiting to be photographed."

"So many fans, who are they?"

"It should be very hot."

..

The reporters arrived at seven o'clock in the morning—it was hot outside, and a group of people basked in the sun for several hours, sweating profusely, but their eyes were full of anticipation.

A reporter explained to the camera: "Xie Moyu will come to Beijing to prepare a new film, and he will also be accompanied by the award-winning new director Lin Yan. The organizing committee of the Kyoto Film Festival has also invited Mr. Xie, but I don't know if the low-key Mr. Xie is willing." Participate?."

After an unknown amount of time, someone lowered his voice and asked, "He seems to have come out."

As soon as this sentence came out, many people stretched their necks and looked over.

Escorted by several bodyguards, a tall and handsome boy was walking out.

He was tall, wearing a baggy white T-shirt and a coat slung over his long arms.He has just the right amount of polite smile on his face that almost everyone's heartbeat, without being too distant.

Graduated from a top Ivy League school overseas, his strength and appearance are impeccable, without any black spots—he is a perfect idol with no flaws.

A fan clutched his heart: "Ahhh Teacher Xie is looking at me!"

"Xie Moyu!"

"Ahhh!"

The moment he looked up, a passenger who had just stepped out of the airport recognized him and screamed suppressedly: "I, I like you very much!"

"Me too! Can I take a photo with you?! Thank you.."

"Mr. Xie, can I sign my name?"

Before he had time to say anything, the squatting reporters squeezed past him in an instant, and one of them gave Xie Moyu a large bouquet of flowers.

The airport was crowded with people, Xie Moyu suddenly noticed that at the exit, a person went out through the crowded fans.

The man had a simple camera bag on his shoulders, his thin and beautiful fingers pulled down the brim of his black hat, his jaw was porcelain white, with beautiful lines like porcelain, and his quietness was incompatible with the bustling airport.

The light outside was strong, and he stretched out his hand to cover it for a moment.

Xie Moyu paused slightly.

That snow-like neck passed Xie Moyu's eyes, like a glimpse.

At this time, he was suddenly bumped by crowded fans, and the person's camera bag was knocked to the ground, falling into the ground where countless people were standing, and was accidentally kicked by one of the fans.

The camera was accidentally kicked in from outside the circle surrounded by countless fans, gliding, and stopped one meter away from Xie Moyu.

"Uh..." Xie Moyu walked subconsciously, picking up the black camera bag from the crowd with his slender fingers.

Countless fans were silent for a moment, watching his action, fell into silence.

Some even opened their eyes slightly.

Xie Moyu passed through the crowd of fans and walked along a road that was automatically opened by the crowd. His slender fingers touched the shoulder of the boy with the snow-white neck.

With his other hand, he passed the heavy camera bag over, lowered his eyes, and said softly, "Your?"

Clean, well-articulated hands, fair complexion contrasted with the black camera bag, stopped in front of Lin Yan.

Lin Yan lowered his eyes and quietly took the camera he handed over.

Then he slung the camera over his shoulder.

He pulled down the brim of his black hat so that his eyes could not be seen clearly, only the tip of his nose was equally white and beautiful.

Then he glanced at his watch as if no one else was there. On the side of the road, the black Rolls-Royce Phantom that came to pick him up had already parked, and the manager was walking quickly in his direction.

Behind him, more exaggerated screams erupted from the fans, but he didn't seem interested.

He continued to move forward, with a cold and indifferent temperament from his back.

Gee.

Really calm.

Xie Moyu tilted his head slightly, this guy didn't even say thank you?

At the same time, several fans also looked at Lin Yan who was walking out, and thought enviously: Ah, if only I was the one who talked to Xie Moyu just now.

And, who is that arrogant guy?

The distance outside the airport.

The film industry reporters who had already ambushed before getting into the car surrounded him and handed Lin Yan a bouquet of flowers.

Lin Yan lowered his head halfway, the car window half down, only the tip of his nose and thin lips were exposed under the brim of the black hat, and he took the flowers casually. It was a bunch of white roses, which made his temperament even more indescribably alienated and nonchalant.

The flashing lights were overwhelming, and the clicking sound kept coming and going.

"Hi Director Lin, may I ask if you are here to participate in the International Film Festival?"

"Can you tell me about the casting of your new film?"

"Excuse me.."

It's much quieter here than the airport. There are no fans, no screams. After passing a few microphones, Lin Yan's attitude was always very calm, and he answered one by one: "The starring role of the new film has not yet been decided. This time the screening meeting Stricter."

At this moment, Lin Yan's eyes paused briefly, and he glanced sideways, and glanced into the distance.

A young man walked out, still surrounded by fans, but he had a very good temper and even smiled at everyone.

He was wearing a loose T-shirt, and seemed to be in a good mood. The corners of his lips were raised slightly, and he lowered his head, wondering what to do. He was accompanied by an assistant manager and a few reporters who still wanted to continue interviewing. He was in a hurry and walked quickly.

On the same day, at the same time - the interviews of the two actually collided.

It's a pity that Xie Moyu is too far away from him. The interviews here are blended into the countless passers-by who are catching the plane, so they are not so conspicuous.

Xie Moyu left the airport in such a shaky manner, not far away was the reporter's "Excuse me, Director Lin..", he didn't hear a word, his left ear went in and his right ear came out, he didn't pay attention at all , The camera bag he picked up just now belonged to the "senior" Lin Yan in his mouth.

The entertainment reporter who had just heard Xie Moyu praise Lin Yan just now looked at him and was stunned.

Are you excited to meet your idol?

Did you agree to sign it?

Unexpectedly, he just passed by Lin Yan so calmly, without even looking at him from the corner of his eye?

The young man didn't hear the surprise in the reporter's heart, ended the interview, walked out of the airport happily, put a sunglasses on the bridge of his nose under the sun, and walked towards the crowded square without looking back.

Lin Yan's car drove towards the end of the road.

Not far away, the bustling street corner.

Xie Moyu stopped and stared at the car quietly until it turned into a small black dot.