Has the scumbag actor confessed?

After dinner, Zhong Yi walked back to school by himself.

He was silent all the way, and even his mind seemed to be asleep.

When approaching the dormitory, Zhong Yi's phone vibrated, and when she opened it, it was WW who had disappeared for more than ten days.

WW: I finally got out of the mountains. I haven't bathed for three days, and the smell is so bad that the puppies on the side of the road don't want to get close.I'm too tired to lift my hands, I miss you very much before falling asleep.

Miss you very much.

These three words were what Shen Xifeng said the most in the past two months.

At work, Shen Xifeng seldom talks and has even less time.Usually he is on the way to the scene, sending one or two messages before going to bed, at first he can still send voice, and then his voice seems to be hoarse, so there are only text messages.

The content is not as running as it used to be, it is short and powerful, and it is mostly the perception of the set.

Zhong Yi read it continuously, and found that Shen Xifeng had fallen into this role, and some words were almost written from Lin Muran's point of view, with a kind of desolation that sees through life and death.

"The wind in Hanoi is very hot, making people breathless at any time, like a predicament that cannot be climbed, with despair in the suffocation."

"Thunderstorm, you can rest for half an hour. The mosquitoes here are too poisonous. I sprayed a bottle of mosquito repellent, but I still got bitten all over my legs. I will never bring you to these places and suffer."

"I'm going to the Presidential Palace at night, and I went to the mall to buy a suit temporarily. I looked a little strange in the mirror. Brother Cheng said it was because of my tan, but I think it was because of the miss that made me haggard."

Whenever she sees such unintelligible and sour words, Zhong Yi can't wait to rush to him and yell: "Be sober! You are just a college student who pushes the line and raises the file! Get back to school!"

But after thinking about it, maybe this is the performance of the experiential school?

After all, Zhong Yi only read a book like "Self-cultivation of an Actor" and swallowed it without digging deeper, so he couldn't find a way to unravel Shen Xifeng.

And because this is the first time they are in a relationship, and their hands are very raw, how to stand in the position of a lover to make her boyfriend happy is quite a headache for Zhong Yi.

He thought about it for a long time, and replied with two words: "Hug."

When Shen Xifeng saw these two words for the first time, he was so excited that he made a phone call, and talked to Zhong Yi for half an hour, all the suffocation and despair were instantly forgotten.

Zhong Yi saw that it was so effective, and then replied with these two words more.

However, if there were too many times, it would be a bit perfunctory like an automatic reply. In this way, Shen Xifeng was dissatisfied again.

However, Shen Xifeng was too busy, and he was often interrupted when he got emotional. He was either called away by the director, or the signal was lost.

Zhong Yi felt like she was falling in love with an old computer. After inputting commands, she had to wait for a long time before getting a reply. It was so long that she forgot why she entered the commands.

Zhong Yi sighed, standing on the side of the road where the lights were dancing, thinking about how to reply to the message from Shen Xifeng.

It was time for a walk after dinner, and the campus was full of noise.

The sound of whistles and cheers came from the basketball court in the distance. There were classmates who went to self-study together before and after Zhongyi, discussing the actual news of the day, and the young couple riding a bicycle together laughed and walked through the crowd. The smile is like a flower.

Standing in the smoke and fire, Zhong Yi curled the corners of his lips.

In fact, he and Shen Xifeng are not very familiar with each other, and they don't know much about each other's preferences.

Moreover, Zhong Yi didn't talk much at all, without Shen Xifeng's endless teasing, he could be as quiet as if he didn't exist.

But, he also missed him.

Especially in the silent night, when Zhong Yi was lying in his bedroom, the old room had the musty smell of no one living in it all year round. He heard the humming sound of the air conditioner compressor, and he could only hug the pajamas left by Shen Xifeng , to fall asleep peacefully.

After arriving in Beijing, the number of people around increased, and the dormitory in the 6-person room was very lively at night.

On campus, on the streets, it seems that there are people everywhere.

It's a pity that no one likes the person in his heart.

Zhong Yi raised his hand and sent a message back to Shen Xifeng——

"Already in Beijing, waiting for you."

The Jing family's face was indeed big enough, Zhong Yi was called to the deputy dean's office after finishing the professional class the next day.

Yuan Shaohua flipped through Zhong Yi's file, asked him some questions in a pleasant manner, and learned about his relationship with Jing Mingchu in a roundabout way.

At the end, Yuan Shaohua asked with a smile: "You know the 'Belt and Road Economic Research Institute' of our school? They said that they need a person, that is, some chores of sorting out data and archiving. Usually we look for graduate students for this kind of thing, but I think you are smart enough, and your homework is not so heavy at the beginning of school, would you like to give it a try?"

The Economic Research Institute is a place where big bosses hang out, such an opportunity is really rare.

Zhong Yi thought about it for a few seconds, then smiled and agreed.

Yuan Shaohua seemed quite satisfied, and suddenly thought of something when he saw Zhong Yi: "Oh, you were the one who sang on TV with that Yu Yu before? You have a good voice. What are you going to sing for the new year party on the [-]th? You must give Let's win the school!"

The vice president has spoken, what else can Zhong Yi say, so he can only bite the bullet and say it.

The counselor, Mr. Wu, found out, and was naturally very happy, and found a girl with a tenth grade piano from the finance department next door to be Zhong Yi's accompaniment.

The girl's name is Zhao Xiaomeng, she probably knew Zhong Yi, she didn't say anything in front of the teacher, and when the teacher left, her round eyes stalked Zhong Yi.

"Is something wrong?"

Since enrolling in school, I have seen many inquisitive eyes like this, so it is better to take the initiative and ask to understand.

"Be curious!"

Zhao Xiaomeng did not evade, and asked openly: "You are so famous, why did you come to our school to study economics? When I saw you and Shen Yu on the same stage, I thought you were a newcomer promoted by their company. You are so good-looking. Do you have to rely on strength to eat?"

Zhong Yi was immersed in choosing songs, when he heard this, he glanced at Zhao Xiaomeng, and said calmly: "Because my strength is higher than my appearance."

Zhao Xiaomeng's expression froze from being stunned, and it took him a long time to hold back his breath: "Okay, your score is considered high among the champions, I am convinced!"

She sat down on the piano bench, played a few notes casually, and looked up at Zhong Yi's profile in a daze: "You look like this, really no scouts are looking for you to debut? Where is Ningzhou? The people who come out are more beautiful than the other! You know, on the day of the freshman report, when you appeared, all the girls in the college were blown up, and the position of the school grass should be locked in advance."

Zhong Yi was not interested in these gossips, so he smiled to show his politeness.

In the first few days of school, the girls' dormitory has already covered Zhongyi's deeds eight times, and the video has been circulated in each dormitory several times, and everyone is eager to get their hands on this cabbage.

Zhao Xiaomeng was fortunate to be his partner this time, and he shouldered a heavy responsibility.

"I think you're young, you won't be eighteen until next year, don't you have a girlfriend yet?"

In just a few days after entering the university, this is already the eighth person who has asked Zhongyi such straightforward questions about his girlfriend.

At the beginning, he was having a hard time, neither wanting to deny it nor wanting everyone to think about it. In the end, he finally came up with the best answer.

"We've been together since high school, what do you think?"

Zhong Yi smiled, threw the score on the piano, and quickly ended the topic.

Before Zhao Xiaomeng recovered from the shock, Zhong Yi said again: "Can you play the song "Vincent"? Shall I write down the score for you?"

Zhao Xiaomeng's tenth-level certificate was challenged, she stared at her eyes, and there was a fluent music when she dropped her hand.

Zhong Yi recalled how Shen Xifeng sang this song half a year ago, and felt a little better.

Since I can't pick you up, let's sing the songs you sang.

In the evening of that day, when Shen Xifeng learned that Zhong Yi could not show up at the airport on the day he returned to China, he made a fuss.

At that time, he had already arrived in Yangon, and the signal was so good that he could hear the yelling on the street through the receiver.

"What welcome party? I'm still a freshman! Why don't you welcome me? Just because of those irrelevant people, you won't come to pick me up?"

Shen Xifeng was originally picking out small specialties for Zhong Yi on the street. The handicrafts here are very interesting. He fell in love with a pair of lacquered elephants and monkeys, and asked Zhong Yi which one he wanted...but he heard The news of the thunderbolt.

"I will only be back for three days in total. On the 5th, I will prepare for the freshman representative to speak. On the 6th, I will complete the admission procedures. After attending the party in the evening, I will fly directly to Europe. It seems that I will have some time on the evening of the 4th. You are not free yet!"

Shen Xifeng stood under the sunset in Yangon, holding his mobile phone in his left hand, and pulling his collar with difficulty in his right hand.

The hot climate here made him extremely irritable, and his tone became rushed.

"Zhong Yi, don't you take me seriously?"

This accusation was too severe, and Zhong Yi, who was walking under the shade tree, suddenly stopped in her tracks.

They never quarreled, or even disagreed.

Hearing these words at this time, Zhong Yi didn't know how to answer for a moment.

On the other side of the phone, Shen Xifeng regretted the words as soon as he uttered them. He obviously wanted to buy a gift for Zhong Yi, so why did he have a conflict?

He quickly changed the topic, and asked about the weather in Beijing, whether the cafeteria at R University was delicious, and whether there was air conditioning in the dormitory.

After hanging up the phone, both of them were stunned for a long time.

I'm really inexperienced. How come what I think and what I say are not the same thing?

Zhong Yi didn't have time to worry about this, so he took the time to rehearse with Zhao Xiaomeng.

He thought that at least after the party was over, he would still be able to meet Shen Xifeng. He was looking forward to the reunion with great difficulty, and he didn't want to spend it in quarrels and cold wars.

On the 4th, Zhong Yi was very restless.

Reuters said that the crew of "Night Hunting" took the last flight back to China and arrived in Beijing after 9 pm.

In fact, the party was probably over at that time, but Zhong Yi was still terribly anxious. He watched the stage being set up little by little, and his heart had already flown to the airport.

At 7:11 p.m., the party officially started, and the favorite solo book was arranged in the No.[-] program.

He walked around the backstage, begging for help everywhere, and finally put his program on the sixth stage.

Since the welcome party was jointly held by the four schools, there were many students from other schools and many people were watching the excitement, so the auditorium was abandoned and a stage was set up on a small football field. The lighting and sound effects were slightly inferior.

Even so, as soon as Zhong Yi appeared on the stage, the buzz in the audience subsided a lot, and when he opened his mouth, there were sporadic exclamations one after another.

Starry, starrynight

Paint your palette blue and gray

……

Zhong Yi's English is inherited from his mother. He speaks a pure London accent, and his accent is very accurate. With his appearance, even standing under the less gorgeous stage lights, he can only be described as 'amazing'.

The girls in the audience stood up one after another, picked up their mobile phones and cameras and kept taking pictures.

When the actors in the background heard the voice, they also asked who was singing.

The host is a sophomore in Chinese opera, and she discussed Zhongyi with her partner in surprise. She never expected to find such a talent in R University!

At this time, a figure walked up to the host, reached out and patted her——

"Excuse me, can I borrow the microphone?"