poor little boy

As soon as I arrived on the set, before I walked into the shooting location, the noise of a pot of porridge could be heard in my ears. The noise that belonged to my memory and the feeling of busyness like Mount Tai’s overwhelming pressure came out of my heart in an instant, which made me feel strangely comfortable.

Silently bent the corners of his mouth, he solemnly adjusted the hem and cuffs of his clothes, and walked in first.

Viagra followed behind, carrying a bunch of useful and useless things in large and small bags, and the 800ml transparent plastic cup in his hand was filled with goji berries, white fungus and honey. "Hot water, swaying left and right with his walking posture.

"Good afternoon Jiang Ge!"

"Brother Jiang is here, the tour guide is already waiting."

"Oh, Jiang Ge!"

……

I nodded in agreement one by one, looked around, and saw the tour guide half blocked by a tall figure at a glance.

The tour guide was wearing a down jacket wrapped in cotton trousers as usual, holding a white porcelain cup specially for veteran cadres, squinting his eyes and talking to the tall man.

Seeing who the person opposite him was, I pouted.

I really don't want to come forward to join in the fun.

Sliding his gaze past him, he saw Li Yang.

The child was sitting on the steps less than two meters away from them.

...on the steps?

sitting?

He was wearing a fleece sweater and thin jeans.

Don't freeze your ass?

Beautiful frozen person?

It is very difficult for me to understand the trend in the minds of young people today.

Turn around and look at Viagra.

Viagra is already sitting in a sunny spot.

He sat on the mat, beside an open recliner covered with thick cotton.

Judging by his expression, he actually prefers to sit on the recliner.

I hurried over a few steps, for fear that he would snatch me.

"Good afternoon Jiang Ge."

As soon as he was seated, Li Yang who was sitting beside him spoke.

"Ah, good afternoon," I said.

"Brother Jiang, the tour guide came looking for you just now."

I nodded, looked at the two people who were still talking, and felt a little irritated, "Well, I'll go later."

"Brother Jiang, here you are."

Li Yang moved closer to me.

Reach out and hand something over.

"?"

Curious, I turned around and saw a bag of waffles in his palm.

It is golden yellow, with many grids cut horizontally and vertically on it, and it looks particularly appetizing.

"..."

"It's delicious. I bought it in a small supermarket on the back street of the hotel."

I:"……"

Seeing him sitting on the steps holding a waffle like offering a treasure, like a caring dog (no curse) with bright eyes, as if expecting me to take it.

I turned my head and peeked at Viagra.

He was holding a large steaming plastic bottle that could be used as a hand warmer, playing with his mobile phone with an unpredictable expression.

I took the waffle with lightning speed.

God knows, I (Viagra) have lost weight crazily for more than a month in order to make myself more suitable for the role in the play, and my weight dropped from 130 to 110. During this period, I was almost insulated from oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, chicken, duck and fish. Only yesterday I just ate the big plate chicken of my dream...

For breakfast and lunch today, I only ate some white steamed buns and drank some milk under the hot eyes of Viagra that are comparable to x-rays...

Don't say anything.

As long as I can eat enough, I can recite the teacher's list.

I turned my head towards Li Yang, carefully tore open the package, and took a bite.

"Little Jiang! Come here."

"hiss……"

Biting his tongue.

The head can bleed or bleed, but my character can't be lost!

So I smiled, and said to Li Yang who was stunned for a moment: "Yes, it's delicious."

Then he squeezed the waffles together with the packaging bag and stuffed them into the jacket pocket, looked at Viagra who was still looking at his phone without changing his face, stood up gracefully (in his own opinion), and stared at the tour guide and the waiting side I watched Liang Chuanbai walk over.

He definitely didn't see me eating, he definitely didn't see it, he definitely didn't see it, he definitely...

"Hey, aren't you full?"

"..."

day.

I seemed to have walked a century in just a few steps, and stood in front of the tour guide and Liang Chuanbai.

"Guide, just now I heard that you came to me, do you have any questions to discuss?"

"That's right," the tour guide chuckled, "I'll hurry up and don't delay your makeup."

"When we are filming the third act later, you are taking Hang Jin to visit Lin Yunsheng. I think so. Add a sentence at this position. You two confidants haven't seen each other for three years. I think you should add a sentence after "long time no see" "Brother Lin, did you forget about me" would have a better effect, and it can just explain Lin Yunsheng's avoidance of the world and his high-cold setting more clearly... I just told Xiao Liang, what do you think?"

I don't think so, and even feel that this sentence is ambiguous and ambiguous, and I feel offended.

But in line with professional ethics, I took the gaudyly drawn script from the tour guide and found out this paragraph from the many sketches.

According to him, the relationship between Hang Qing and Lin Yunsheng is really hard to define by "friendship".

They are more like lovers above AUO, they are confidants and relatives.

"I think it's okay, personal opinion." I said, frowning slightly, and expressed my understanding, "Hang Qing regards Lin Yunsheng as a confidant who met each other late. Too many, I want to be friends with Hang Qing who can talk about everything, but I don't want to hurt him because of my background, so he..."

"So he is hesitant and hesitant," Liang Chuanbai suddenly took the words, looking at me with black eyes as if he was thinking of other things, implying something, "I want to hold Hang Qing, but also want to push him away... It's very difficult contradiction."

I am surprised.

Probably that's it.

Lin Yunsheng was conflicted.

"Yes! That's what it means." The tour guide patted the back of his head, "That's why now when Hang Qing is in trouble, he goes to Lin Yunsheng and says, 'Long time no see, have you forgotten me?'"

The more the tour guide talked, the more satisfied he was, he nodded frequently, and finally even laughed.

He looked at me and Liang Chuanbai with a smile, and patted the shoulders one after another.

"Well, it's nice to be young..."

I:"……"

Liang Chuanbai: "..."

I also smiled, and originally wanted to take a step ahead on the grounds of going to put on makeup, but as soon as the idea came up, Liang Chuanbai stopped me first.

The sound is quite loud.

At least these people who were close to me turned their heads and looked over.

I:"……"

I took a deep breath and turned my head.

"Ah, let's chat, let's talk," the tour guide smiled like a flower, and was as kind as a Maitreya Buddha, "I'll go and see if Jianqiu is here..."

I nodded in agreement, turned my head and turned cold.

The tone was indifferent: "What are you doing?"

Liang Chuanbai's eyes darkened.

I saw the hand on his side that was close to the trouser line clenched and then loosened, and finally inserted it into the pocket of his jacket. The whole person felt a little bitter.

"Hey, shall we talk?"

"What's there to talk about?" I lowered my voice.

Worried about being overheard when he said the words, he glanced around casually and bumped into Li Yang's eyes.

Li Yang was still sitting on the steps, but at some point, he had cast his eyes on me, a little surprised by the tense atmosphere between me and Liang Chuanbai, I unexpectedly thought, I hope he didn't hear our conversation.

Look away uncomfortably.

But out of the corner of my eye, I can still feel that this kid is still staring at me.

With a scrutinizing, guessing gaze.

"...Let's go, find a clean place." I said.

It was at this moment that I saw a sudden light in Liang Chuanbai's eyes.

Not quite like Li Yang.

...Wait, why should I compare him with Li Yang?