Let it go, rainbow fart

This evening, Ning Han, who was grounded by Wang Tao in the hotel because of the news, couldn't do anything. He was extremely bored, so he went to the top floor terrace of the hotel to have a breeze.

The huge terrace is clean and peaceful, and there is a bustling night view visible from the eye, which is very suitable for relaxing.

Best of all, there will be no paparazzi here.

Ning Han sat here all night, killing time.

There was no one around, he was half leaning on the wicker chair on the terrace, his long legs crossed naturally, lazy and undisciplined, his eyes were drunk and half closed, he was scrolling through Weibo to read news about himself.

Looking at it all the way, the sunspots had a collective carnival, and the keyboard warriors came out in full force.

"The scolding is really ugly..." He muttered to himself.

Perhaps driven by his subconscious mind, he clicked on "Ning Han's Little Rainbow" for no reason, only to find out that Qiao Shuran reposted a new Weibo post and put it on top.

Sure enough it was for this.

He clicked on the comment area of ​​Weibo, and at a glance, there were vicious words everywhere, dirty, vicious, vicious, and all kinds of swearing words were endless——

They are all focusing their firepower and attacking bloggers violently.

The keyboard warriors have no moral bottom line, no lower limit of conscience, infinitely magnified the dark side of their hearts, turned them all into sharp arrows and shot them here, piercing this Weibo with holes and blood flowing into rivers.

Looking around, there is almost no trace of goodwill or light, but anyone who dares to say a good word is sprayed by the blacks and flees in panic. Lemons are the number one target of attack, and they are attacked fanatically and for no reason.

In this way, the once beautiful, splendid, pure and splendid Rainbow Bo is now rampant with brutal malice and violent executioners, completely changed beyond recognition and destroyed once.

He was thinking, how would Qiao Shuran feel now?

The dim yellow night light dimly illuminated the terrace, and the faint warm light reflected Ning Han's dark brown pupils. The light inside gradually faded, and an elusive darkness was cast.

Looking at the mobile phone screen, his tightly knit brows exuded sullenness, and his heart became heavier.

Anger and heartache surged up, igniting a cluster of flames in his chest, and without any thought, Ning Han directly forwarded Qiao Shuran's top Weibo on the tuba.

His behavior seems to be impulsive, but in fact he is not impulsive. No matter whether he thinks about it or not, no matter how long he thinks about it, he will choose to do it——

Probably, being able to support Qiao Shuran in an open and aboveboard way, and being able to hold his head up high as a shield for him, isn't it pretty handsome?

Then Qiao Shuran found him.

He pushed open the door and looked at Ning Han, his eyes sparkled and his eyelashes fluttered slightly, without any concealment, without any restraint, he looked so impatient, as if he wanted to pour out all his thoughts to him.

Can't wait, can't wait for a moment.

He ran towards Ning Han recklessly like that, unable to hug him by himself, unable to cry freely.

He doesn't care about the image or not, he just wants to hug Ning Han tightly, as if he can't express the turbulent emotions in his heart as long as he relaxes a little.

I don't know how long I have maintained this hugging position, and I don't know how long Qiao Shuran has been sad in my arms. Taking advantage of his unique height advantage, Ning Han gently patted Qiao Shuran's head, and said softly to him: "Let's stand quickly." It's been half an hour, aren't you tired?"

Qiao Shuran calmed down a little, only to realize that she was a little embarrassed, bit her lip and buried her head deeper, and shook her head willfully in his arms.

"I'm not tired, I can hold on for a while..."

"But I'm tired," Ning Han laughed, separated a little from the person in his arms, and looked down at him, "Why don't we sit down over there and have a good talk?"

There are several Daphne Phnom Penh daphne plants planted by the riverside on the terrace. The aroma of the flowers is strong, but when scattered in the wind, it becomes shallow, fresh and peaceful.

Qiao Shuran and Ning Han sat side by side on a rattan rocking chair. Ning Han had a little longer legs, and the rattan chair rocked slightly.

wobble wobble... wobble wobble...

Immersed in this refreshing and soft night, even the surge of impulse that was about to burst out just now subsided a bit, and Qiao Shuran's restless heart became calm.

Without the excitement of meeting fans and idols, nor the alienation and embarrassment of getting along with each other in normal times, they are like old friends who have known each other for five years. They chatted a lot. All the entanglements are cleared up.

After a long conversation, they finally explained everything to each other.Finally, Qiao Shuran felt relieved that she didn't have to wear this heavy vest anymore.

"I have watched all your interviews dozens of times. I appreciate your attitude towards acting. I think you are talented, willing to work hard, and you are also positive about life..."

"Although you didn't become famous as soon as you debuted, you are diligent and willing to be lonely. While looking up at the stars, you are also willing to keep your feet on the ground. This in itself is a kind of positive energy."

"Of course, he's still very handsome. This face looks so disastrous to the country and the people—no, no, no, it's to save all living beings. God blesses the public by blessing you, right?"

"I know it's not easy for you along the way, you've been cold-eyed and frustrated..."

"But I think you will always come out on top. You will definitely be popular. It doesn't matter if you don't. I will never run away anyway!"

At this moment, Qiao Shuran is like thousands of little fans. When talking about her idol, the corners of her mouth will rise unconsciously. The joy and cherishment that a man treasures in his heart just like that blooms from his heartfelt smile, blooming colorful flowers. clusters of flowers.

"So, I have really liked you for five years, five years, five springs and autumns, and five seasons, but I think it is not enough, so I will continue to like you in the future and be your most loyal number one fan. "

I have liked you for five years without knowing it, and I have been chasing you for five years without knowing it. I am like countless ordinary and small lemons. Looking up at you is like looking up to a god, and guarding you is like guarding an original heart.

Ning Han is like a lamp, which Qiao Shuran hangs high on the tip of his heart, treasures and cherishes it, and the light from the wick has been shining in his heart for five years.

The bright lights in the night scene were shattered, and sprinkled into Qiao Shuran's eyes, shining a little light. Ning Han looked at it, as if he had an illusion, as if the light was not reflected from the outside scene, but from Qiao Shuran's heart. Light.

So his gaze became as soft as smoke because of the person in front of him, "Your Weibo has also been with me for five years."

It turns out that we have been with each other for five years, five years, five springs and autumns, and five seasons.

The words and sentences you wrote for me are the source of my strength, the medicine to soothe my soul, and you are also my light.

However, our acquaintance has been delayed for five full years, but it doesn't matter, from now on, we can go on the same road through wind and rain.

"I read every Weibo you wrote, every day, scroll forward, and look forward to updates." He raised his head and looked at the night sky, feeling relieved and peaceful in his heart. "So I also want to thank you for persisting for five years."

He is his fan, and he is his fan.

Ning Han said to him bluntly without any concealment——

I will read every Weibo you write.

Hearing him say this, the shyness that Qiao Shuran had forgotten all night came back, and the tips of his ears turned pink.

The male god has read every nasty sentence he wrote?How embarrassing that is, it is simply a super invincible spinning split explosive shame in the universe!

Ning Han: "Sometimes I read too much of what you wrote, and I have the illusion that I really seem to be as good as you say."

"But you are very good!"

Qiao Shuran is like a child eager to express his opinion in class, "Ning Han, I always feel that you are not confident enough. If I have your looks and acting skills, I wish the whole world would blow rainbow farts around me every day."

"...how can there be?"

"Yes!" Qiao Shuran was unreasonable.

Ning Han was embarrassed by Qiao Shuran's spare no effort to praise her face to face, and awkwardly changed the subject: "I didn't expect that the script of "Dawn" was written by you, why didn't you say it before?"

Qiao Shuran spread his hands, "Remember the last time? You remembered that we met five years ago. I wanted to tell you that time, but before I could tell you, you were called away, and you couldn't find a chance afterwards. Having said that, I think that's fine, after all, you didn't act in the end..."

"The script of "Dawn" is very well written. The stack of scripts from the first audition is still kept in my house. I like the story you wrote very much. It's a pity that I didn't get to play the role of Lu Ting'an."

"Really?" Qiao Shuran lowered her head and smiled, with a sweetness in her heart.

Instantly he felt enough, satisfied.

Even if the script was changed beyond recognition later, even if the original story had been buried, it was enough to get Ning Han's approval, and he was satisfied.

"Qiao Shuran, you are a very talented screenwriter, and you are also very talented. I think you can write more and better works." Ning Han paused, and then said, "But from my experience, you The subject matter I write tends to be in-depth and thoughtful, so it may be more suitable to be made into a movie."

Suddenly being promoted to such a high level, Qiao Shuran was flattered, "Actually, I'm not as, so..."

Ning Han saw that he cut off halfway through his words, and already guessed what he was thinking, "You still say I don't have self-confidence? Aren't you the same?"

"It's true. In fact, I don't think I really belong to the very talented kind, but I have a love... love to create, love to write, and love to tell stories. If there are good actors who are willing to present the stories I write, That would be the best."

Qiao Shuran's eyes were shining brightly, this is the color that only when talking about dreams and Ning Han.

"I'm curious about a question." Ning Han touched the tip of his nose awkwardly, "Which character of mine do you like best?"

Although Qiao Shuran was asking Qiao Shuran to talk about his liking for the character, not for himself, when he actually asked, Ning Han's face turned red. Fortunately, the light on the top floor was a bit dim, so Qiao Shuran couldn't see his face clearly.

"Lu Ting'an," Qiao Shuran replied almost without thinking, his smile smudged layer upon layer at the corner of his mouth, softening his eyebrows.

Seeing that Qiao Shuran only said "Lu Ting'an" and then nothing else, Ning Han asked again: "But for Lu Ting'an, I only acted in a very short scene, only a few minutes."

Although Qiao Shuran may not have noticed it, Ning Han actually hides a little thought in saying this -

You can't just answer a character name, you have to explain why.Just like the judgment questions in the exam, you can't just answer right or wrong, you have to explain why.

You have to say why you like my character...

You have to praise me.

Qiao Shuran is a sincere boy, so he started talking according to his question, "Although your subsequent roles are all very good, each with its own characteristics and charms, Lu Ting'an's short play of just a few minutes, so the The shock brought by it, I have been remembering until now, no other character can replace it.”

Ning Han coughed lightly, pretending to be casual and said: "I will definitely play other more brilliant roles in the future, which can surpass Lu Ting'an's position in your heart."

He felt that what he said sounded a bit sour, obviously Lu Ting'an was also played by him, why did he feel as if he was jealous of himself, and he was sultry.

Qiao Shuran just laughed, the smile was dimpled, and it was full of tenderness and sweetness.

In fact, he still has what he wants to say the most——

Fool, I like the role of Lu Ting'an the most, because he means more to me than anything else.

Because of our first meeting, the flesh and blood Lu Ting'an in my writing was born; and because of the shining Lu Ting'an on your stage, I got to know you and fell in love with you.

I like this trip for five years.

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