Announced with the actor who has a crush on

At the door of a flower and bird shop, there are several large and small glass tanks, in which dozens of small tortoises are squeezed side by side.

The pair of tortoises in Gu Huai's family was bought in this store. The owner is a simple and honest middle-aged man, and he has known Gu Huai for a long time.

"Mr. Gu is here to buy turtle food." The boss smiled naively.

"It's spring, and the two foodies are so delicious." Gu Huai, wearing sunglasses, teased the tortoises in the tank.

Qi Zhuocheng grabbed a turtle the size of a pigeon egg and put it in his palm. The four legs and head of the jet-black little turtle were all retracted into the shell, forming a black oval.No matter how Qi Zhuocheng teased it, the little turtle wouldn't stick his head out even if he was killed.

Gu Huai took the tortoise, just like Qi Zhuocheng, put it in the palm of his hand, touched the shell of the tortoise twice, and slowly poked out the black head.

Qi Zhuocheng: "Uh... this is discrimination, just for sex. If you are greedy for your beauty, it must be a female!"

The boss brought several packs of turtle food to Gu Huai: "The ones in that water tank are all male turtles."

Qi Zhuocheng: "..."

The two came to park in the open air, and Gu Huai drove the silver Mercedes-Benz today.

"Send you back to the dormitory?" Gu Huai put the turtle food on the back seat.

"Let's go eat first." Qi Zhuocheng said.

Gu Huai glanced at him, started the car, and drove out of the parking lot.

On the way, Qi Zhuocheng didn't say much, and his expression was listless, which was very different from the look in the flower and bird market just now.

"What do you want to eat?" Gu Huai asked him.

Qi Zhuocheng pondered for a while: "Hot pot."

After getting off the elevated highway, Gu Huai drove to a large commercial plaza in Nancheng District.

A time-honored hot pot restaurant located in Yinguang Plaza. Whenever there is a restaurant, there will be a very long queue at the door.

Gu Huai and Qi Zhuocheng waited for a while at the door of the staff passage, and a manager on duty came out of the store, and enthusiastically led them to a private room.

The manager on duty was a little excited: "Our boss called to say that Mr. Gu was coming, and we all thought he was joking."

The manager brought up the menu: "What would you like to eat, Mr. Gu? Do you want the bottom of the pot to be spicy?"

"Mandarin duck pot bottom." Gu Huai said to Qi Zhuocheng, "I don't eat spicy food."

After a while, the waiter brought out a pot of boiling soup and various foods.

Snowflake beef, lamb shank roll, shrimp slippery, cuttlefish balls, lettuce, quail eggs...

There was a table full of them, and the ones that couldn't fit had to be placed on the small dining car next to them.

Qi Zhuocheng ordered two bottles of beer, but Gu Huai didn't drink because he had to drive.

After eating a few large pieces of fat beef, Qi Zhuocheng finally showed a satisfied smile: "As expected of a time-honored brand, the taste of the bottom of the pot is so authentic."

"Can I talk now? What's the matter?" Gu Huai scalded a spoonful of shrimp paste.

When Gu Huai was at the flower and bird market, he noticed that Qi Zhuocheng had something on his mind, and this person didn't deliberately hide it from him, the unhappiness on his face was clearly revealed.

"Lin Xiao disagrees with me accepting Wang Jinan's film."

Qi Zhuocheng drank the whole glass of beer, and said in a weary voice, "He thinks literary films are too time-consuming. They take a long time to shoot, and the theater lineup is low. There is no popularity, and there is no speculation. It is not conducive to cultivating fans and making money."

"What about you? Do you want to pick it up?"

Qi Zhuocheng looked up at Gu Huai, for a long time, then nodded heavily: "If I return to the Qi family to be the second generation ancestor, like Luo Yi, if I don't pick it up, I won't pick it up. But I don't want that."

"What do you want?" Gu Huai put down his chopsticks and stared at him silently, "Or, what do you want to be in the entertainment industry?"

He obviously only drank two bottles of beer, but Qi Zhuocheng felt a little drunk.

What does he want to be in the entertainment industry?

To be honest, he didn't think about it either.

After all, his purpose of entering the circle is not pure, he just wants to meet Gu Huai.

then……

There's no after that.

Even at this moment, Qi Zhuocheng realized that even Chi Yidong had a very clear goal.Chi Yidong clearly knows what he wants, and for this reason, he will do whatever it takes to climb up.

Gu Huaiping said calmly, "Think carefully about why you want to stay in the entertainment circle. If it's just to meet me, then you've already done it."

Qi Zhuocheng: "..."

Qi Zhuocheng cooked a pot of spicy soup, but it seemed that the food was bland.

After dinner, Gu Huai sent Qi Zhuocheng back to Mijia's dormitory, and Qi Zhuocheng was about to get off the car.

"Wait a minute." Gu Huai handed him a mobile hard drive and a notebook.

In the living room of the room, a soft wall lamp was lit.A movie directed by Wang Jinan was playing on the TV screen.

Qi Zhuocheng crouched on the sofa with a pillow in his arms, staring at the screen without blinking, with the notebook that Gu Huai gave him spread out in his hand.

The mobile hard disk is organized by Gu Huai, Wang Jinan's movies over the years.In the notebook, I also wrote down in detail the emotional transitions required for which key scenes, the psychological activities of the characters, etc. in each film.

Qi Zhuocheng suddenly remembered that before he went to Berlin, Gu Huai had stayed up all night for several hours, preparing lessons carefully.

But this time, it was a class prepared only for him, Qi Zhuocheng.

One day in February of that year, Qi Zhuocheng returned to the courtyard with tears in his eyes.The sports shorts on his body were dirty, and a large piece of skin was rubbed off his knees.

Gu Huai was doing homework in the yard, when he heard crying, he hurriedly dropped his pen and ran over to hug him.

Qi Zhuocheng cried in his arms, his eyes were red.

Extracurricular activities at nursery school, flying a kite in the park.

Qi Zhuocheng's kite couldn't fly no matter what, some children laughed at him, saying that his parents were going to divorce, no one wanted him, and no one helped him make the kite.

Qi Zhuocheng was very angry, so he dragged his kite and ran desperately, but fell down and broke his knee.

"Brother... why can't my kite fly, woo..."

Qi Zhuocheng put his arms around Gu Huai's neck, tears and snot rubbing against his clothes without any scruples.

"My brother will help you do it, and you will definitely fly the highest."

Qi Zhuocheng sat in the yard, eating candied haws with gusto.Gauze was attached to the knees, and the two plump legs dangled up and down, like white lotus root.

Gu Huai was sweating profusely while piercing the kite.

In the park, a beautiful swallow kite flew up against the wind, broke through the layers of white clouds, and soared under the blue sky, flying higher and higher.

Gu Huai stood behind Qi Zhuocheng, grabbed his hand, and took him with the reel used to control the kite.

Qi Zhuocheng looked back at Gu Huai, and laughed crisply.

"Brother, my kite flies so high."

-

Qi Zhuocheng flipped through the notebook page by page, feeling an inexplicable guilt in his heart.

For two years, Qi Zhuocheng always believed that the reason why he agreed to Lu Shuang's entry into the industry was only because of caring.He wanted to stand next to Gu Huai at close range, like thousands of people, looking up at the Great God with longing and envy.

He didn't pay much attention to the traffic coffee that Mijia positioned him for.He felt that as long as he could get close to Gu Huai and be in the same circle as him, it would be good.

However, when he really stood next to this person, he had filmed with him, had a big seal, and listened to his lectures.

Qi Zhuocheng finally realized that he was still far away from this person. Gu Huai's pursuit of movies and his obsession with acting skills were beyond his reach.

Now they are like two people walking in front of a fork in the road, and they seem to have walked a long way side by side.

But different understandings of works and art will eventually make them stand on a fork in the road, separate, and then go further and further apart.

Just like Wang Jinan's "Hawthorn".

"We end up going in opposite directions because of different beliefs."

But now, Gu Huai led him to the intersection just like the one who made the kite for him back then.

Taking a step forward, Qi Zhuocheng might be able to catch up with Gu Huai's footsteps.

When it was almost dawn, Qi Zhuocheng lay on the bed, tossing and turning all night, but didn't fall asleep much.

He hid under the blanket and sent Ji Yu a message.

[I seem to be really interested in acting, what should I do? 】

Ji Yu: [Were you not interested in anything before? 】

Ji Yu: [I'm not interested, what entertainment circle are you in. 】

Ji Yu: [Oh, you are for the actor Gu. 】

……

Ji Yu: [What are you afraid of when acting.You have never been a good stubble since you were a child.He always won the first place in the team back then, the entertainment industry will never be more difficult than the team. 】

Ji Yu: [Hurry up, come on, act well, don't embarrass our dude. 】

Qi Zhuocheng: [...you are just a playboy. 】

Qi Zhuocheng turned over, took the script of "Hawthorn" from the cabinet, and made a big decision.

I can always stand behind you and look up at your dazzling aura.

But from now on, I don't want it anymore, I don't want to be the one standing behind you in the future.