Desire for the mouth

When he got up the next day, Zhou Ziheng was gone again, and Xia Xiqing was lying on the bed wearing a big circle of pajamas and pajamas.

The whole bed was filled with Zhou Ziheng's smell, which smelled very nice. He glanced at his phone and found it was already 10:30 in the morning, and there were two more news.

[Moral Model: I have to walk the red carpet today, and I will probably go back very late. There is a bagel sandwich left for you in the refrigerator.]

Xia Xiqing felt that she had accumulated virtue in her previous life and would find such a cannon friend. She stretched her waist, and Xia Xiqing got up and opened the curtains. The sunshine in early May met him head-on, feeling comfortable. When she opened the curtain, she found that the bedroom window was a large bay window with a layer of gray blanket. Xia Xiqing sat down and found that there were many scattered papers on the bay window, with notes and stacks of information.

These are all Zhou Ziheng's handwriting. Xia Xiqing read through it casually and found that many of them were AIDS-related information, including pathological medical notes such as early symptoms of AIDS, as well as psychological analysis and research on AIDS patients. The notes are remembered in detail, and even the corresponding inner activities and performances of the characters are written next to those symptoms and psychological manifestations.

So serious. Xia Xiqing couldn't help feeling that compared to those young actors who take on and film on the show, Zhou Ziheng is really a clear stream. He has a high age, is talented, and works so hard.

With so much information, it seems that he really wants to play this role well.

After taking his clothes and changing his shoes, Xia Xiqing was about to go back to his home. Before closing the door, he remembered Zhou Ziheng’s WeChat message. He turned it back and took away the bagel sandwich left for him in the refrigerator. When he closed the refrigerator door, he found that his refrigerator was covered with a bunch of physical formulas that he couldn’t understand.

Terrible science man.

Xia Xiqing returned to his house to wash and clean up. As soon as he changed his clothes, he received a call from his previous deputy tutor. He thought he was just caring about daily life, but he didn't expect that this time he was trying to persuade him to work.

"I think you are suitable for colleges and universities. The environment here is very relaxing. You can enjoy a lot of resources and create as much as you want."

"Is that true?" Xia Xiqing smiled politely, "I haven't thought about my future plans yet. Of course, I will consider your suggestions carefully by my teacher."

"Do not bury your talents regardless of whether you come or not."

Talent.

These two words were extremely heavy for Xia Xiqing. He was praised by others as an empty description of talent when he was studying Buddhism. Many critics also criticized that his works were too dark and unpleasant. Some called it spiritual energy, and some called it heretics. But no matter what, he could indeed draw something that was discussed at the time.

But now, Xia Xiqing knows more than anyone else that he has entered a bottleneck period of creation, a confusion period, and he has no place when he starts writing. He locked up all his previous paintings and was unwilling to see them again. The sparks of creation are declining, which makes him wonder if he is really talented. Or is the spiritual energy he used to be in the past just overdrawing his nightmare.

I endured the pain and squeezed the black pus from my heart bit by bit, spread them onto the drawing paper, and called it creation.

Why is he so sad?

Xia Xiqing closed her eyes and leaned back in the chair with her head raised. The ringtone of the cell phone rang again. She thought that Professor Wang had nothing to say, but he answered without even reading it. "Teacher..."

"You can call me a teacher now." There was a clear and soft voice on the other end of the phone.

It was Xu Qichen. Xia Xiqing opened his eyes and laughed, "That's not true, Teacher Xu, Editor Xu."

"Don't make fun of me. I didn't sleep all night last night, so I'm relying on coffee to prosper my life."

Xia Xiqing came out of the chair and walked to the balcony to lit a cigarette for herself, "So tired? Why are you busy with? You are not afraid that Xia Zhixu will be anxious with you."

"He was anxious yesterday and annoyed him."

When Xia Xiqing heard the ending of Xu Qichen's last sentence, he suddenly felt that he was being fed dog food. Xu Qichen quickly broke the topic back, "Have Zhou Ziheng told you that he had taken on this new drama? The screenwriter is me."

As expected, this is still the case. Xia Xiqing nodded, "That's why I called you Xu Zheng."

"Oh, this book is so difficult to write. I originally wanted to write a love line, but I couldn't meet a suitable actress."

Xia Xiqing interrupted: "Did you have no prototype when you wrote the script?"

Xu Qichen was stunned on the other end of the phone. Xia Xiqing was too smart and had to have another idea to think of countermeasures when talking to him. He definitely couldn't say that his prototype was Xia Xiqing. He wrote the scripts based on his things, but he didn't expect to find a young actress who was age-appropriate and could withstand acting skills.

"No, there are prototypes for anything I can write." Xu Qichen smiled.

Yes. Xia Xiqing remembered what Zhou Ziheng said yesterday, "Listen to Zhou Ziheng, do you and the director want me to act?"

I was still thinking about how to mention this, but who knew Xia Xiqing himself said, "Yes, these things are a bit troublesome. Where are you now? Let's talk in person. I'll show you the information."

"Come to my house."

It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon that Xu Qichen finished his work and packed up his things to go to Xia Xiqing's house.

"It's not easy to come to your house, the security is too strict." Xu Qichen took off the schoolbag behind him, and Xia Xiqing took it over, "The people living in this apartment are quite special, so the security system is more strict." He put his arms around Xu Qichen's shoulder, "Why do you look so small, like a college student?"

Xu Qichen grabbed the hair with some embarrassment, looked down at the yellow sweatshirt on his body, "I came out without changing my clothes." When he saw Xia Xiqing's living room and the empty roof on the leap floor, he couldn't help but sigh, "The house you bought this time is so big."

"Do you like it? Let Xia Zhixu buy it downstairs and we will see you every day." Xia Xiqing put his bag on the sofa, walked to the kitchen and fed him lemon juice, and threw it into Xu Qichen's arms.

Hearing Xia Xiqing's proposal, Xu Qichen asked seriously, "Why do you want to buy a downstairs? Isn't it better to have the same floor? How many households are there on this floor?"

Xia Xiqing choked by him, "Uh...two households."

"Has another sold?"

"right."

"Are you a star?" Xu Qichen's expression was a little excited.

Why are you so good at guessing? Xia Xiqing [     www.biquger.me] nodded, "Yes."

"Which star? Do I know it?"

"Oh, you don't know each other," Xia Xiqing held Xu Qichen's shoulder and pressed him on the sofa and sat down. "Don't you want to talk about the script? Let's get to the point."

Xu Qichen took out the computer from his bag and took out the latest version he modified, "I don't know how much Zhou Ziheng introduced you, so let's start from the beginning. I'm going to change the role of this heroine into a male character, and delete the emotional scenes. There are not many in the original script anyway."

"All emotional scenes are deleted?"

"Well. If the two protagonists are boys, the emotional scene will be too much. Originally, the theme of this drama is not about emotions. If you do this, it is very likely that you will go astray at that time, especially in the later promotion." Xu Qichen pushed the laptop in front of Xia Xiqing, "I changed the role of the heroine to the second male lead, named Jiang Tong, and the male lead Gao Kun or Zhou Ziheng played it."

Xia Xiqing listened to Xu Qichen's introduction while watching the setting table made by Xu Qichen.

"I'll probably tell you about the role of Jiang Tong. Although he is different from Gao Kun, he is a child who grew up in the city, but his living environment is at the bottom of the city. He has even been a black householder and dropped out of school before he finished high school. At the beginning, we wanted to write it to him as autistic, but considering the development of the plot, he still changed it and decided to change it to depression."

"Depression..." Xia Xiqing slid the mouse and saw the plot on the second page, and his finger suddenly stopped.

Xu Qichen knew very well that he had seen it. He hesitated for a while and decided to speak, "Jiang Tong has been abused by his parents since he was a child. His family is very complicated. One of his ears was knocked deaf by his father."

He looked at Xia Xiqing's side face, his chest slowly undulating, as if suppressing something.

"You will definitely think I'm cruel." Xu Qichen's hand covered Xia Xiqing's knees, "Xi Qing, you can't keep it from facing it."

Xia Xiqing took a deep breath. If there was another person sitting next to him at this time, anybody would be good, he would definitely overturn the computer and love whoever he loved, but he was Xu Qichen. He knew very well that Xu Qichen was not the kind of person who teased him open his wound and made fun of him. He could not vent his emotions towards Xu Qichen, so he could only suppress it.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me, and you can also lose your temper at me." Xu Qichen approached a little, "You can't hide forever, just like me in the past, you can't escape and solve any problems."

Xia Xiqing gritted her teeth tightly, but still didn't speak.

"I have written this script for a long time. When I decided to join those plots, what I thought about was your experience. This method of scraping the bones may be very painful, but I want you to completely get out of the shadow. You are too strong and have never vented to anyone once. If this continues, he will only accumulate in your heart and will not disappear. Just think this is a creation, and use the creation window to vent all the emotions in your heart. Just this time, maybe it will be fine in the future."

"You may say it's possible." Xia Xiqing finally spoke, but his tone was like a pool of stagnant water, without any slight turmoil.

Xu Qichen knew that this would be the result, "Actually, I want to help you. Although I know you never need anyone's help, and it sounds pretentious, I still want to say," he lowered his eyes, "In this world, you are the one I hope most to be happy."

Xia Xiqing felt sad. He had known Xu Qichen for almost ten years. They knew these words well and had never been open to each other. After all, they were all men. Thinking of this, Xia Xiqing felt that he was as pretentious as a girl now. He was prone to soft-heartedness towards Xu Qichen, not to mention that Xu Qichen had said this, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

But no matter what, he felt uncomfortable when he thought of these plots. Those were things he had experienced in real life, and he couldn't breathe just by looking at them. He couldn't imagine what he would become if he really went to act.

The silent gap was misunderstood by Xu Qichen and failed to persuade him. He sighed, "If you really don't want to, I'll talk to the director again. Let's meet a few young male actors to see if you can meet someone with aura." He closed the computer, "I think Zhou Ziheng likes this book very much. Their team has been idle for this film for a long time. It is said that he has also pushed a big director. No matter whether you act or not, he will definitely have to work hard for half a year."

When it comes to this, Xia Xiqing is upset. For some reason, when he thinks that he can't meet Zhou Ziheng in Beijing for several months, he feels uncomfortable everywhere, with chest tightness and shortness of breath.

"Where are you going to find a male actor?"

"There aren't any of the more popular people in the circle that are particularly suitable for this role. The director wants to find a boy who looks protective, which can easily arouse the audience's empathy. But you know, this type of male actor is not common, so he should go and see newcomers from the film school."

Newcomer? That's not a young and handsome guy, young and beautiful, and I feel sorry for protecting myself. I'll stay with the moral model of justice who is born to protect others for half a year. I have to spend so much effort to seduce others, which is equivalent to making wedding dresses for others.

The more I thought about it, the more angry she became, and Xia Xiqing simply stopped thinking about it, "Chenchen, do you eat pizza."

"Ah?" Xu Qichen was originally immersed in the sad atmosphere of the failure of lobbying, but suddenly, when Xia Xiqing asked this, he couldn't react, "Do you eat..."

"I'll order." Xia Xiqing took out his mobile phone and went to WeChat. After ordering, he glanced at his circle of friends and brushed it down, and happened to be able to browse the circle of friends posted by Xiao Luo.

[Xiao Luo: When I heard that Ziheng was going to the xx fashion charity party, my WeChat exploded, and I'm here to take a sneak shot for you.]

With Zhang Zhou Ziheng's side, unlike when he was in private clothes, his hair was combed and his three-dimensional facial features were exposed. He rarely wore a white suit with a dark blue tie on the neckline. He was not as aggressive as before and had a bit of noble temperament.

In the camera, he was lowering his head to tidy up his cuffs, his expression was focused, and the lines from the bridge of his nose to his lips were so three-dimensional that he was unremarkable. He remembered the previous flattery of Zhou Zihengyan in the fan circle, and often compared him with Apollo. Originally, Xia Xiqing didn't like the character Apollo, and he was arrogant and paranoid, but if the Sun God really had this face, he might not have so many prejudices.

He also left a comment on Ronaldo's circle of friends.

[Today's look is really good, Prince's book.]

Who knew that not long after I sent it, a message popped up on WeChat.

[Model of morality: Thank you.]

Xia Xiqing couldn't hold back and smiled. Why is this man so shameless? Is he a comment for Xiao Luo?

[Terrorist: Walk your red carpet.]

Soon I received a second reply.

[Moral Model: I've finished walking long ago, I'll be fine after watching the performance, and I can't stay for dinner.]

Thinking of Zhou Ziheng's words yesterday that he wanted to lose weight for the role, Xia Xiqing felt very pitiful, but he still teased him with a lot of bad taste.

[Terrorist: That's great. I ordered a pizza and I'll take a photo for you later.]

It was said that Cao Cao was here, and the takeaway call came. Xia Xiqing went down and took the pizza up, sat on the floor with Xu Qichen and ate pizza and drank coke.

"Hey, why don't you just call Chen Fang and Xia Zhixu over?"

Xu Qichen rolled a ball of pasta with a fork and stuffed it into his mouth, shook his head, and said vaguely, "I'm very busy recently..." He swallowed the pasta with great effort, and then took another sip of Coke to suppress it, "Chen Fang has been in love recently, maybe he is having dinner with his girlfriend."

"Is Chen Fang in love?" Xia Xiqing raised his eyebrows in disgust, "Which girl is so blind at such a young age."
To be continued...