He Shu Twilight [Entertainment]

After the recording of the show, He Muguang quietly ate two bites of barbecue with the host avoiding the agent's eyeliner. He Muguang came out of the building and got into the car. He covered his face with his hands and lamented in a drawn-out voice, "I betrayed you again. Hue, I don't know how many times."

Hearing this, Zhou Gu smiled and turned his head, "Brother He, where are you going to sell it now? Go directly to the designated place?"

"En." He Muguang responded, and then corrected, "Zhou Gu, you really have no life experience. The next thing is not to sell, but to be prostituted for nothing, okay? No money."

"Okay, okay," Zhou Gu drove, "I don't come to Yuecheng often, Twilight, will you guide the way or should I navigate?"

"Wait, let's not go anywhere, let's go to Yuecheng No. [-] Middle School, you navigate, and I will sleep for a while."

"Oh." Zhou Gu nodded, and then started the car.He Twilight didn't really fall asleep, and couldn't fall asleep after turning around for the past two days, but it was still uncomfortable to keep his eyelids open, and it was still comfortable to close them.Sure enough, I am old. When I was 22 years old, I was full of energy without closing my eyes for five days; now it has only been two days, and the dark circles under my eyes cannot be seen at all unless they are carefully covered.

"Brother He, we're here." He Muguang rubbed his temples, lowered his hat and got out of the car, "I'll be back in a while." He glanced at the big gilded characters of "Yuecheng No. [-] Middle School" and the side Nameplates of various colors that are enough to blind people's eyes, paused, and then walked to the beverage shop aside.

"Welcome, sir, what do you want to order?" The female boss in the store has a gentle expression, and although there are traces of time between her eyebrows and eyes, she still shows beauty, like the calla lily in full bloom on the bar.

He Muguang lowered his voice, "Two glasses of freshly squeezed pomegranate juice." The female boss froze for a moment when she heard the voice, and then lowered her voice, "I didn't expect you to return to Yuecheng now."

He Muguang raised his head, his eyes helpless, "Sister Rong, I didn't expect you to discover this appearance."

Sister Rong said, "Who stayed with me for three years? It would be strange if I couldn't hear it." In fact, Sister Rong didn't say a word.She no longer sells pomegranate juice here, and now the students are more fond of milk tea and mixed drinks, only those "adults" who have been running around may mention it, and He Twilight is the leader among them.

Sister Rong handed the prepared pomegranate juice to He Twilight, "The students haven't finished school yet, should you leave now, or wait a while?"

"Wait a while, I'll know for a while, Sister Rong, your business is so prosperous that you definitely don't have time to take care of me."

Sister Rong pretended to be angry, "I'm obviously worried about you, and I can't get away from those little girls for a while, how can you talk like that?"

He Muguang stuck out his tongue, smiled, inserted the straw, and took a sip. The sweet and sour taste stimulated the taste buds, but it covered up the tiredness before.

"And no matter how prosperous my business is, I can't compare to you, Mr. Actor. I have watched both "Rustuo" and "Tang Fengding". The filming is really good."

He Muming had heard this kind of words thousands of times, but when they came out of different people's mouths, they had different flavors.Some people are hypocritical and polite, some people are sincere and sincere, and Sister Rong naturally belongs to the latter.So he also put away the set of coping stance he used to deal with others, and wiped out all the tact. "Yeah, I think so too. Especially "Like Home", I don't think there is another person who can act better than me."

Sister Rong didn't think he was narcissistic, and she just laughed when she heard this, "When I see you, it's like seeing another kind of youth." Unlike staying in one place, the other is more stretched and open. kind of youth.

"Come on, at my current age... There are quite a few kids in the circle who are fifteen or sixteen years old, and most of them are in their early twenties. One brick fell and hit ten people, and eight of them were fresh reds. Meat, there are two left, one is me, and the other is the one in the European film industry."

Sister Rong is over forty, but she still looks like she is just in her early thirties. She doesn't pay much attention to the flamboyant news in the entertainment industry, and at most she just follows dramas and watches movies with tears in her eyes.She glanced at He Twilight's unconcealed dark circles, and sighed, "You still have to take care of yourself, otherwise I won't sell you pomegranate juice next time."

He Muguang bit the straw until he crumpled up, and then hummed after a while.

He Muguang finally stayed until the students were out of school. Seeing those youthful faces swarming out of the school gate in loose school uniforms, he turned his head and said firmly to Sister Rong, "It must be an exam today, let's go!" It's so early, it's like herding sheep."

Sister Rong nodded, "I just forgot about it just now, you should go, otherwise there will be a fan meeting soon."

Having said that, He Muguang got up, put on his hat and pressed it down, picked up another glass of pomegranate juice, "Sister Rong, I'm leaving first."

"Ah."

Sister Rong watched him drifting away through the transparent glass wall. He was indeed tall and straight, and wearing ordinary clothes would give him a feeling of being out of place around him.These are enough for her to clearly distinguish the He Twilight at this moment from the boy back then, but apart from these, he is still sincere, and people can't help but think of what he looked like back then.

Sister Rong still didn't say anything, she felt that He Twilight still had some changes now, and those had nothing to do with the maturity of his face and the precipitation of his temperament, but just because of the hardness brought about by his growth and the faded edge.At the beginning, she really did not expect that he would become like this after many years.

Her gaze retracted, and she landed on the list at the bar, waiting for the next guest to come in.

That night, when "Siyu" was about to close, the wind chime rang again, and Sister Rong smiled, "Welcome, what would you like to order, sir?"

"Two glasses of pomegranate juice."

As soon as He Muguang got into the car, Zhou Gu's attention was focused on the drink in the other's hand, and then he watched him put it in the middle of the back seat, and then picked up the phone and looked at the screen, which was crushed by the hat. hair.

Zhou Gu: So it's not condolences to the assistant who has endured so much hardship?This is simply squeezing migrant workers!

"By the way," He Muguang said, "You can drop me off later and go back. I ordered takeaway for you, and the location is at the hotel we booked."

"Brother He, you are really a good person." Zhou Gu immediately retracted his previous opinion, and only after he finished talking doglegs did he feel wrong, "What will I do when you come back without waiting for you?"

"It's not like you don't understand the so-called class reunion. The good ones show off and the bad ones find channels. In the end, except for those who are allergic to alcohol, they all use practical actions to practice the four characters of not getting drunk or returning. So where is it? I can decide how long. How boring you are outside."

"I can look at my phone!"

"Forget it," He Muguang changed his clothes in the back seat of the car, took off the black shirt from the previous recording, and changed into a white T-shirt. "You go back first, eat your food and salute, and wait for my news."

"That's fine." Zhou Gu nodded. He had been "partnering" with He Muguang for so long, so he naturally understood the principle of "playing by ear".So the car continued to drive forward.

It was only six o'clock when He Muguang arrived at the agreed place, and a waiter greeted him as soon as he entered the door. He Muguang reported the number of the private room, and then took out his bank card, "All the consumption in a while will be recorded on this card. "

The beautiful waiter smiled, "Sir, five gentlemen and three ladies have said the same thing before."

He Muguang sighed for a moment that he was really full of talents in Da Yuezhong, and he heard the waiter lower his voice and continue, "Mr. He, I like your work very much, can you sign it for me?"

He Muguang took the paper and pen and signed his name smartly. Feeling that a hat really couldn't cover up his outstanding temperament and handsome face, he lowered his voice and said, "There is such a lovely girl. It's my honor that the child likes it." After successfully seeing the girl's face turn redder, she opened the door and walked into the private room with a smile.

The door was pushed open, and the people inside immediately cast their eyes on the person who walked in. The man was wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, and the sunglasses were casually hung in his pocket. He was clearly not outstanding, but his face was indeed dignified and handsome, which reflected the The surrounding momentum seemed to be scattered with stardust.

The environment seemed to be stagnant for a while, and then the monitor of the high school was the first to speak, and said with a smile, "Twilight, you are late, and you will be punished with three drinks!"

He Muguang also laughed and played around, "We are all classmates, so it's not good to be like this at first, it hurts feelings!"

The fat man on the side has not changed his body shape for so many years, and even has a tendency to get worse. Hearing this sentence, he immediately joked, "Who put Lao Wang down when he graduated from high school? Why didn't you say it hurt your feelings?"

He Muguang didn't expect that the great achievements of overthrowing the class teacher would be mentioned again. He looked around with concern, walked over and sat down on the chair by the dining table, "Old Wang is not here, so I don't worry, I will Just now I thought you, Fatty, deliberately harmed me again! Besides, didn’t I throw my head and blood to be a pioneer for the whole class back then, how could you be ungrateful! It’s immoral and immoral.”

After going back and forth, at least the superficial sense of unfamiliarity was removed. Chatting about the past and drinking a little wine became a must-have dish when eating. He Twilight didn't talk much most of the time, but he never stood coldly. He signed a lot of signatures, some people really like someone to take them back to coax their wives or hook up with girls, and when someone asks about those things in the entertainment industry, he will choose what he can say, and he will blurt out what he can't say, and no one will get to the bottom of it.

He felt that this was not as embarrassing as he had imagined, maybe it was because the friendship when we were young was always missed, even now you and I have become mediocre adults who are struggling on our own.I didn't eat much, but I drank a lot of wine, which made He Muguang deeply feel that the influence of the wine table culture over the years has not deceived me, and now he can remain invincible.But before he started killing, he was aroused by a sentence, and the former study committee member asked, "Hey, what's the number? Why didn't the number come?"

I heard that today is different from the past