Has the scumbag actor confessed?

At eight o'clock in the morning, the morning coach drove into the first rest stop of the expressway.

Passengers who had been sitting for more than an hour got out of the car to walk around, go to the toilet or buy breakfast.

Several girls who looked like students gathered together, talking in low voices.

"I saw him face to face before getting in the car, he is really handsome!"

"Yes, yes, he has been sleeping with a scarf covering the lower half of his face. I know he must be good-looking because of his long eyeliner."

"His hands are also beautiful, thin and long, Su is dead!"

"I got on the bus after six o'clock. He must have not eaten breakfast. Let's buy him some."

The handsome boy they talked about was sitting in the first row and sleeping soundly by the car window.

The dark gray cashmere scarf and light gray woolen coat formed a huge contrast with the greasy uncles around them, as exquisite and beautiful as a star who just stepped off the cover of a magazine.

The girls bought milk and bread, quietly put them in the boy's arms, and ran away with smiles and blushing faces.

When Zhong Yi woke up, the car had already pulled into the station.

The conductor reminded again and again: "Passengers arriving in Heyi County, please take your luggage and get off in order."

Zhong Yi was about to get up in a hurry, but suddenly touched the bread and milk in his arms, and was stunned.

The conductor saw that the handsome boy woke up, he laughed and said, "Take it, someone treats you to eat."

The conductor spoke the county dialect, with a rising consonant imploring.

Zhong Yi smiled back at her, got up and got out of the car.

Starting from the long-distance bus station, there are still five or six kilometers to reach the cemetery.

There are no buses on this section of the road, only small tricycles operating illegally.

Zhong Yi, who is 180 tall, was squeezed into the narrow compartment, and couldn't even straighten his head.

Sitting next to him was an aunt holding a child. The fat boy in his arms was two or three years old, and he was staring at the breakfast in Zhong Yi's hand with a serious face.

Zhong Yi hesitantly handed the bread to him, but the boy grabbed it tightly and held it tightly in his hand. He was so frightened that he quickly drank a few mouthfuls of milk and confronted the boy with his eyes: This is mine. good.

After several bumps, I finally came to the gate of the cemetery.

On weekdays, the cemetery is sparsely populated, and only figures in twos and threes can be seen walking through the huge hill.

Zhong Yi climbed up the steps and stopped in front of a row of tombstones lined with dwarf pines.

The photo on the tombstone is always the prettiest one, either straight or smiling, staring at the grave-sweepers who come several times a year.

Zhong Yi raised her head, and the mother in the photo lowered her eyes slightly, with a delicate smile on her lips, her eyes turned to the left, as if she was looking at something.

This photo was taken during the Mid-Autumn Festival of a certain year. My father rarely came back to celebrate the festival with them that day, and my mother was very happy.

Of the photos from the night, this was her favorite one.

"Mom, I'm here to see you."

Zhong Yi squatted down, brushed her bangs, hid the gauze on her forehead, and said with a light smile, "I didn't know I bumped into it when I was walking. It's nothing, don't worry. I passed my recommendation, it's University B. I originally wanted to go to the University of Hong Kong." Yes, now I can relax in advance. I will go to Beijing to study in the second half of the year, and I may only come back to see you during the winter and summer vacations, so don't blame me."

The sun near noon covered the hills thinly, the marble tombstones glowed with a faint light, and there were sporadic birds chirping in the distance, and a few babbles aroused layers of echoes.

"Today is your birthday, you got up too early in the morning, and the flower shop hasn't opened yet, so I can't send you flowers this year. But you won't be happy if you don't have a present on your birthday, so I'll... sing a song?"

Zhong Yi asked tentatively, then pursed his lips and smiled, "I seldom sing, so don't laugh at me."

After a pause, he sang the birthday song in Cantonese: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to Mommy, happy birthday to you."

After the song was over, Zhong Yi scratched her head in embarrassment, "It seems that the birthday song can't be a gift, then, shall I sing another song?"

Taking a deep breath, Zhong Yi closed his eyes and thought for a while, beating the beat in his heart and slowly opening his mouth: "I saw the snow drifting by again, floating in the sad memory. Let me think about you again, but it caused my heartache. I have already broken up. , Why love is more important than love, and live alone to reminisce, maybe this life will not understand."

"Thinking of you again, embracing the fluttering snow, making your heart warm, driving away my freezing, the cold wind urging me to wake up, it turned out that being with you was a dream, like the fluttering snow that shed tears, wet the deserted night sky , it turns out that I love you so deeply, and at this moment, I am accompanied by the heartache of reminiscing."

My mother seemed to have this song on her lips throughout childhood.

Zhong Yi has listened to it countless times, and the lyrics and melody are already familiar by heart.

"Mom, in fact, you went to the United States after breaking up with your father, so you really shouldn't come back. If you stayed in the United States and married someone else, then I would be a pure mixed race today. And the transportation in the United States is more developed, you Nor will..."

The phone in the coat pocket suddenly vibrated.

Zhong Yi sniffed, took out her phone, and calmed down before pressing the answer button.

"Hey, Zhongyi, Zhongyi? Zhong Xiaoyi?...Call Zhong Xiaoyi, call Zhong Xiaoyi..."

The female voice in the microphone was sharp and noisy, Zhong Yi put the phone away, and then replied: "I'm here, what's the matter?"

"Where are you? Elder sister invites you to watch a movie tonight, will you come? It's a big production of 3DIMAX! Come on, come on!"

A popcorn movie is a lot more fun than going home to an empty room.

Zhong Yi asked: "Where is the time? I'm outside now, and it will take about three hours to go back to the city."

"Three hours?"

The person on the other end of the phone paused, and immediately replied happily: "It's too late, it's the movie at 06:30 in the evening, in Mixc City. Then it's settled, I'll wait for you at the entrance of the cinema at six o'clock."

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Yi smiled apologetically at his mother: "Look, Mom, I'm quite busy. My classmate just asked me to watch a movie, so I won't accompany you. Come back next time."

He got up, pulled out the weeds around the tombstone, polished up the photo of his mother, took a deep look, turned his head and strode away.

At six o'clock in the evening, at the entrance of Golden Harvest Cinema in Mixc City.

Qin Wen held a handful of fluorescent sticks, stretched her neck and looked around anxiously.

After a while, I saw a tall and thin figure in a coat coming from the crowd. Her eyes lit up, and she greeted her with admiration: "Damn, are you going on a blind date, dressed like this? What's wrong with your head? You were raped again." gone?"

Zhong Yi rolled her eyes and took off the scarf, "What movie?"

Qin Wen stopped answering, and looked at him hehehe.

Zhong Yi caught a glimpse of the light stick in her hand, and immediately became alert, "Looking at your trash again?"

"Hey, how can it be called rubbish? Look at their profile: 'The first beautiful encounter at the beginning of the year, a timeless love-hate drama'! Don’t judge it as rubbish just because my idol is in it, That person is also your classmate, classmates should support each other and benefit each other!"

Zhong Yi glanced at the exaggerated poster at the gate that took up most of the wall, and the third person in the starring column had the word "Shen Yu" written on it, so he didn't want to go any further.

"How to benefit each other, what else can you get besides unilaterally spending money?" Zhong Yi asked.

Qin Wen replied: "Comfort! The cry from the depths of the soul, the joy bursting out of every cell, that kind of..."

"Do you want popcorn?" Zhong Yi interrupted Qin Wen coldly, and if she continued to speak, it would turn into a thousand-character novel.

"Yes, thank you for a large caramel flavor."

Qin Wen took out her mobile phone, quickly grabbed Zhong Yi who had walked half a step, and dragged him to the poster, "Come on, take a photo to prove it!"

"What are you doing?" Zhong Yi disdained this kind of [-]-year-old behavior, frowning and making a dirty face.

"Cooperate, in the next few months, only my sister who doesn't need to take the college entrance examination will be able to play with you, be obedient!"

Qin Wen's height is 168, and her head is tilted toward Zhong Yi so that it can fall on his shoulder.

After taking a few shots in a row, she let go of her love in satisfaction, "If you want a big glass without ice, go Pikachu~"

Taking advantage of the stall where Zhong Yi left, Qin Wen opened the p-map software and skillfully smoothed the skin and adjusted the light.

After trimming herself, she jealously discovered that Zhong Yi's face didn't use p at all.

Then, she opened Weibo, tagged it, edited it several times, deleted it and started again.

In the end, I typed the sentence "This is the first time I brought my boyfriend to support the male god, and I feel delicate. Come on, Xiaoyu, I will always love you!".

In the end, I casually at Shen Yu's Weibo.

After Zhong Yi bought popcorn and drinks, she walked back with her hands full.

The heating was turned on in the Shoppingmall. He took off his coat and put it on his hands. Inside was a black v-neck sweater, revealing his slender neck and collarbone. Qin Wen could only swallow her saliva.

"Take it quickly." Zhong Yi urged angrily.

Only then did Qin Wen let out an 'oh' as ​​if waking up from a dream, took the things, stuffed a few popcorns into her mouth, and saw Zhong Yi lowering her head and holding a Coke straw in her mouth, her long eyelashes casting a circle of shadows under her eyes.

She was very thoughtful, touched him with her elbow, and said tentatively: "Sister has gone to the United States, do you miss me? How many letters do you write to me a week?"

Zhong Yi chewed popcorn and looked at Qin Wen in surprise: "I have no such plan. I can finally get rid of your clutches, I am very happy."

Qin Wen's eyes darkened, she bit her straw and grinned grinningly: "Dream, even if I go to Mars, I will send countless voice messages to harass you every day! Zhong Xiaoyi, you can't escape! Hahahaha~~"

"The ticket has been checked." Zhong Yi reminded her blankly.

The two entered the screening room, Zhong Yi put down his food, turned around and went to the bathroom.

Qin Wen took out her phone and looked at it. The Weibo just now had more than ten likes, and most of the comments at the bottom were "Wow, what a handsome boyfriend!"

"Another super-beautiful sister taro, I'm envious and jealous!"

She finished reading the comments with a smile, and then slid to the top of the screen. She smiled beautifully in that photo, and her eyes seemed to be shining.

Zhong Yi next to him looked indifferent, looking down at the camera slightly, like a helpless straight man dragged by his girlfriend to watch a romance movie.

She happily turned her phone to silent mode and put it in her bag.

On the way home from the hospital, Shen Xifeng received a message from Zhong Yi, and only said a short sentence, "I have something to do in the evening, the tutoring will be canceled tonight, and I will make it up next time".

He read it back and forth twice before raising his eyebrows in disbelief. Was he being let go?

Fortunately, he also tried to compress the schedule as much as possible, rejected a director's dinner, and rushed home far away!

Brother Cheng looked at Shen Xifeng's face from the side, and reminded: "The time for the art test next month has been set, and the format is still the same. You are familiar with the examiner, so you can perform normally. But your cultural achievements, You have to go online, otherwise Brother Yi can't do anything about it."

"Understood." Shen Xifeng replied in a muffled voice.

After a while, Brother Cheng said again: "Can the classmate you invited come to class? Brother Yi is asking if you want to add another teacher or something."

"Why not?"

Shen Xifeng quickly continued, "He won all the Olympiad awards in his second year of high school. Which teacher can have such comprehensive qualities? Brother Yi really wants me to study hard. Don't let me go out for a few months. Push everything."

"It's definitely not enough to completely disappear for three months. You must maintain enough exposure. If you don't have enough time, let that classmate run with you. Anyway, he won't have to attend classes if he is recommended."

It sounds like a good idea.

Shen Xifeng smiled slightly: "Let's talk about it when the time comes."

When she got home, Shen's mother saw that he was alone, so she couldn't help asking: "Where's your monitor, didn't you pick him up? Don't you have to make up lessons at night?"

"He can't come tonight because of something."

Shen's mother was disappointed, "I'm not coming? Today I bought two boxes of imported strawberries. I think he likes to eat them. It's been a long time since a classmate came to our house as a guest. That child looks like he came from an intellectual family. You It is good to learn more from others.”

Shen Xifeng responded casually, pushed the door open and entered the study.

There was already a plate of washed strawberries on the desk, juicy and bright red, Shen Xifeng reached out and took one and threw it into his mouth, "Go and wash your hands first" flashed in his mind.

He rolled his eyes and sat down, looked at the test paper on the table, weighed it for a few seconds, and decisively took out his phone.

Shen Xifeng has a new movie coming out these few days. Although he is just a soy sauce passerby who was forced to be in the lead role, according to the contract, he has to bring a tag every day to make a call for this movie.

He opened Weibo, and the data displayed on the message bar was 500 million+.

This is a day's worth of data accumulation, and it's by relying on this million-level forwarding and comment count that he has firmly secured the top spot in the traffic niche.

Shen Xifeng copied the edited text sent from WeChat to Weibo, then selected a movie poster from the phone's photo album, and clicked send to complete today's task.

Click on the tag again to read the comments of netizens at will.

This is a fairy tale romance movie, the heroine is a popular little flower, and the hero is a newcomer that the brokerage company will promote today, so this movie was tailor-made for him.

The director is from Hong Kong, the makeup is from Korea, and the costumes and props are from Yiwu.

The producer is not stupid, knowing that such impromptu film has no confidence, so he crazily attracts people in the circle, trying to create an aura of star-studded aura to highlight the hero's character.

Shen Xifeng didn't want to take on this show, but his manager is a well-known "hungry fisherman" in the circle, and he would not let go of a commercial performance worth tens of thousands of yuan, let alone the tens of millions of appearance fees up!

His agent persuaded him: "It's a big screen anyway, it's always good for you to accumulate experience."

So Shen Xifeng had no choice but to go to Hengdian to stay for four or five days, and made a guest appearance as a kind prince in the mortal world, helping the hero to return to heaven.

In the feature film, he appeared three times, with a total of only five or six minutes. However, because of his handsome appearance and pleasing personality, he still attracted a large number of fans to contribute to the box office.

It can also be seen from the comments that fans are basically satisfied with Shen Yu's role this time, and all the confession and praise put him in a good mood.

After swiping the screen for a few minutes, he was about to exit the app when he was suddenly attracted by a Weibo with hundreds of likes and forwards.

"It's the first time I brought my boyfriend to support the male god, and I'm in a delicate mood. Come on Xiaoyu, I will always love you!"