He Shu Twilight [Entertainment]

The tall and straight man is facing away from the screen and writing symbols on the whiteboard that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Suddenly there was a sound, and the man turned around, with fair skin, black hair, and ink-like eyes looking forward, his expression couldn't tell what it meant, it seemed to be smiling but not, it seemed Looking at people seems to be at a loss.But the only thing that is clear and clear is that his temperament cannot conceal the introverted self-respect, which is different from the elegance and liberality of the West. It is a mysterious, peaceful, oriental, noble but with Seductive flavor.

This time, he really raised the corners of his lips, and opened his mouth to say something silently, he couldn't hear it and didn't need to hear it.

"Cut!" First nodded in satisfaction. "He, that was good performance. (He, your performance just now was very good.)" He Muguang nodded and smiled, then walked aside and took a sip of Zhang Sheng's water.When he came here, he had already talked with the director. He was entangled in doubts about this role, about "Gu", and what he wanted to perform.Although Frost has a serious face, he is actually a very easy-going person.

"Gu", who appeared an hour later, was always a bit indistinguishable from good to evil in his final expression.He Muguang also understands this arrangement. If the first film is well filmed and the response of this character is good, then the second film will also have "Gu", and even make a strong statement, otherwise there will be no.So this scale is difficult to grasp, and this is also the most important thing he should pay attention to in his performance.

The entertainment industry in the United States is very systematic, and the actors' union has already formulated guidelines to implement them—the daily shooting time, the protection measures that should be in place—and never dare to fall behind.Of course, the most important thing about these systems is to protect American actors, but He Twilight also took advantage.As soon as the scene is over, his work for the day is over.

They borrowed the venue of a university. He Muguang was wandering alone on the university campus at this moment, and there were energetic men and women coming and going. In his eyes, these young men and women had blurred faces, with only two words written on their faces. One word - Xueba.

He heard the voice of a boy passing by on the phone——

"There will be a lecture on the Charles conjecture on the fourth floor of the B3 building tomorrow evening. Alice, are you going"

He Muguang thought, it's over, the boy who invites girls to attend mathematics lectures will definitely not find a girlfriend, he is just a straight man of steel.Then, he stopped in his tracks——

Charlesconjectures

Charles de conjectures...

That night, He Twilight did not fall asleep.Memories toppled the river and the sea, and the noise made people feel uneasy——

He remembered that the first time he met He Shu was in the second semester of the third year of junior high school. On the first day of school, he lied that he was sick and did not go to school to take the so-called heart-reducing test. The next day he threw his schoolbag on a familiar seat and sat down to sleep until I was woken up at noon, and only then did I see that there was an extra person sitting next to me.

The sun was a bit dazzling that day, and it was too bright to fall on the figures of the people around me.He Muguang didn't wear glasses, so he squinted his eyes because he couldn't see clearly, and then he was sure that he wasn't an acquaintance from before.

He smiled and said: "Hey, you are a classmate transferred here... Well, is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."

He Shu: "..."

Fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys don't have any honest aesthetics for boys. They look good-looking, they are mothers, and they look handsome, so even though He Shu has won super high praise and admiration from girls, Among the boys, they are just outsiders who don't play basketball and only love to learn to pretend to be cold.But only He Twilight knows that he is not that kind of person, that he is gentle and kind, and that he is different from those boys who tell vulgar jokes and brag. He is fond of a field that ordinary people can't imagine and can't touch-mathematics.

He Twilight can't remember the other things that happened in junior high school very clearly, but the boy's appearance was so vividly imprinted on him that he also started to study seriously, and he was admitted to the best local Yuecheng together with He Shu. In No. [-] Middle School, He Twilight still thinks this is a miracle.

And then, high school.

……

He Muguang lay on the table, tilted his head to look at He Shu who was drawing four-color questions on the white paper next to him, and said with a clear and high-spirited smile, "Dijun, you have to eat the smoke and fire of the world at least once. This There are thousands of landscapes in the world - small bridges and flowing water, lonely smoke in the desert, night snow on buildings and boats, apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River. Even if you love this frosty and snowy heaven, you should also take a look at the wealth and wealth of the mortal world?"

He Shu's hand holding the pen paused, and his eyelashes trembled slightly in the sun, "You have been watching Xianxia drama for the past two days."

He Muguang's eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up, "Hey, Mr. He knows this. It seems that my usual teachings are really effective."

He Shu put down his pen and turned his head, and said in a calm tone: "A few days ago, you said that your majesty's concubine is a concubine, but today you changed it to the emperor and fairy. It would be strange if I couldn't hear it."

He Muguang didn't understand what He Shu was saying, he just thought that He Shu was really good-looking, his skin was smooth and translucent under the sun, and it seemed that even the fluff could be seen clearly.So classmate He, who was misled by beauty, said in his head, "He Shu, with your appearance, you are definitely the heroine of Gongdouju."

He Shu: "...Thank you for the compliment."

"You're welcome……"

Before He Muguang finished speaking, He Shu continued slowly, "You can do your homework today."

He Twilight: "..."

……

He Muguang carefully added up the scores on the answer sheet one by one, stared at the bright red 42 on the top, frowned and remained silent for a long time, then turned his head and asked, "Actually, the full score for biology this time is 50, right? "

He Shu took the answer sheet from the class representative, folded it up and threw it into the desk pocket without even looking at it, nodded, "Yes."

He Muguang pouted, just now he had glanced at the number starting with 9 on it, so he said with a smile: "What number, I think you have deeply interpreted a sentence-'You and I are ruthless, it all depends on you being willing to lie' .”

He Shu smiled rarely when he heard this sentence, even his eyebrows and eyes were bent, showing a gentle and soft color, as if he was soaked in a spring water, steaming, "If you continue like this, I will even lie to you." You have no chance."

He Muguang was dazzled by his smile, and it took a while to hear He Shu's words clearly, the halo in his eyes immediately dimmed, lying on the table like a punctured balloon. "Then why don't you say that I'm going to be assigned to a class because of my lower test scores, what's the point of embarrassing an art student?" There is only one month left, and no matter how hard he tries, he can't get into the key class.

"An art student who got into Class [-] in the senior high school entrance examination?"

He Muguang stuck out his tongue, and practiced Tai Chi with a smile: "Heroes don't mention the bravery in the past. I was still determined to be the successor of the party so that I could be worthy of the regimental emblem on my chest. Isn't it only now that the country has no plans to put the future in the future?" Leave it to me!"

He Shu still can't understand He Twilight's strange imagination sometimes, but this does not prevent him from understanding the meaning of the other party's words.He continued, "He Haohan, I think your month is probably going to be used for tutoring."

He Twilight: "..."

……

After the final exam, He Muguang routinely entered a chaotic state where life was worse than death, and people were worse than dogs. After getting enough sleep, he closed his eyes and dazedly moved to the side. After touching for a long time, he only touched the smooth table before suddenly waking up.He glanced at the shiny head of the math teacher who was spitting all over it, and then poked the fat man in front, "What's the number?"

The fat man immediately said in the tense tone that the underground party used to transmit information back then, his expression and his plump cheeks complemented each other's inexplicable sense of joy, "What's the matter with the team leader!"

"What does Lao Wang want him for? Open a small stove?"

"Let you sleep all day," the fat man glanced at He Muguang with cold and noble eyes, which made the other party feel chilly. "Don't you know yet? He Dashen is enjoying the kind condolences from the head teacher and physics teacher of Yuecheng No. [-] Middle School Senior One Grade [-] because he forgot to paint the answer sheet."

"Oh." He Twilight further confirmed from the fat man's answer that he was not awake, and then continued to lie down.

Fatty: "..." I said such a big event, but didn't I tell you to lie down and continue sleeping, okay?

When He Muguang woke up again, He Shu sat upright and listened to the class, staring at the "Mathematical Principles of Natural Science" under the Chinese book. He Muguang looked at the other party with a normal expression and a leisurely posture, and he didn't drink tea at the teacher's place. Mood fluctuated, and it became more and more felt that the fat man never said half the truth. "What's the number, how much did you take the physics test?"

He Shu reported the number without raising his eyes, "40."

"Huh?" Even he got 76 in this question.

"I forgot to paint the multiple-choice question."

He Muguang expressed his deep doubts, "How could someone as rigorous as you forget to fill in the multiple-choice questions?" Didn't you use the remaining time to look at the answer sheet after finishing the questions in 10 minutes? "Did you feel uncomfortable at that time? No, I think you were in a good state that day, so you fell asleep? No, you are not me, so why..."

He Shu was eagerly interrupted by He Shu without saying a word, and the other party turned his face out of the window, "It's just that I forgot to paint, how can there be so many reasons!"

He Muguang was puzzled, this kid usually has a good temper, why did he suddenly get angry?Could this be the self-esteem of the legendary top students?

……

Note Jun:

Charles De's conjecture is hypothetical, but it is not.

I heard that the lectures are the first boring