Chapter 19

Xu Qichen was a little confused.

He didn't understand why he didn't resist, let alone the meaning of the kiss.

He seemed to be controlled by something. As soon as he met Lin ran, he would not help himself.

In the past decade, this feeling has reappeared.

But for a moment, he really wanted time to stop, even if he couldn't go back to the real world.

Lin ran had planned to wait for the sunrise here, but suddenly it began to rain. The rain in the coastal cities was so destructive that they could only ride their bikes and run away. They were in a dilemma.

Back at the hotel, after taking a hot bath, Xu Qichen dried the water vapor on the mirror, saw the face that didn't belong to him, and thought of Lin Ran's kiss.

My heart suddenly became empty.

"0901, are you asleep?"

0901: "Mr. Xu, I'm AI. I don't need sleep."

Xu Qichen said, "do you think Lin ran likes me now?"

0901: "Mr. Xu, this is a foul."

Xu Qichen: "I just want to talk to someone."

0901: "you can ask Lin ran."

Xu Qichen's first reaction in his heart was not to turn over. "He is a very difficult person to understand. I always can't tell whether what he said is joking or serious."

0901: "have you never met such a person before?"

Xu Qichen did not answer.

The reward page appears again in the system. This time, there are 2000 points. When Xu Qichen collects the points, his mind is still very confused.

He felt that everything was going too well.

I know my task is to try to attack him, but why am I more passive?

Does Lin ran like him so easily?

Why? I can't find a convincing answer.

If Lin ran didn't like him, he just lost control of the play?

Or is it just for fun.

The result of thinking made him more and more uncertain. He couldn't sleep in bed anyway, so he could only keep his eyes open until dawn.

As a result, when I got on the plane, I began to sleep.

The first-class stewardess hesitated for a long time, went to Lin Ran's side, "Teacher Lin ran, I, I'm your fans, can you take a picture with me?"

Lin ran readily agrees, and stands up to take a picture with the two stewardesses. However, he only notices that the other stewardess's eyes aim at Xu Qichen, who is unconscious in the seat next to Lin ran.

"He didn't have a good rest yesterday." The air conditioner was cold. Thinking of the heavy rain last night, Lin ran smiles at the stewardess, "please help me get another blanket."

The stewardess nodded, "OK, just a moment." Soon he took a blanket and handed it to Lin ran. Lin ran gently covered Xu Qichen with the blanket. The other side shrunk in again, and the hat fell off his head, revealing his messy hair.

The plane flew for more than ten hours, and Xu Qichen also slept for more than ten hours. Before he got off the plane, he was awakened by Zhang Xiaoxiao. His hair was in a mess. He had to pull it back and put his hat on his head.

Li Yun emphasized the airport fashion many times before, but Xu Qichen, who was half asleep, forgot all about it. He didn't bring his sunglasses, and he still had a plain face. Unlike Lin ran, who was walking in front of him, he had the right concave shape and kept smiling all the time.

There are far more fans to pick up the plane than he thought. Xu Qichen, Lin ran and several staff members are surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside. Xu Qichen feels that everyone is shouting at him and stuffing things into his arms at every turn. He is a bit overwhelmed and his brain is even more chaotic than the scene of picking up the plane.

One fan yelled, "brother Mengze, did you sleep on the plane?"

Xu Qichen looked back, and the little girl was taking a picture of him with her mobile phone. He awkwardly tilted his head and said, "how do you know?"

"There's a sleeping mark on your right face."

Around burst out a burst of laughter, Xu Qichen Oh a, rubbed his cheek, and then also followed up laughing. Looking forward, he could not find Lin Ran's figure. He looked around in the crowd.

"Brother, what are you looking for?"

Xu Qichen: "well What about Lin ran? "

All of a sudden, the little girls around them screamed, which made Xu Qichen shiver.

Did he say something wrong?

"Over there, over there! Brother, Lin Ran is over there! "

"Oh, thank you, I see." Xu Qichen quickly squeezed through the crowd and went in the direction of Lin ran.

When he arrived at the hotel arranged by the Shanghai Film Studio, Xu Qichen was so tired that his bones fell apart. It was clear that they were all little girls. How could they be so strong.

The temperature in Shanghai is not much lower than that in nice. It seems to be a little more muggy.

However, even if the place changed, the efficiency of the crew remained unchanged, and everyone entered the state at the fastest speed.

"Nanke, scene 58, first time, start! BangThe office is busy and crowded.

Nanke concentrated on the last paragraph of the interview, then fell back on the swivel chair.

I'm so tired.

"Nanke!"

Before half a minute's break, I heard the director calling his name. Nanke sat upright and said, "what's the matter?"

The director was sweating, so he went to Nanke's work station, bypassing a lot of colleagues who were discussing the manuscript. "Gina has gone to the emergency department of the hospital for appendicitis, and you should take care of the interview in her hand quickly!"

Nanke was embarrassed, "but I have an appointment later. It's almost time..."

The director waved his hand, "it doesn't matter. I can let Xiao Chen do it for you." He put a stack of materials on Nanke's desk. "This interview took us more than two months to agree. It's his first interview in China!"

Nanke took a look at the material and interviewed a writer, "Nathan? The French? "

"Yes, it's a rookie in recent years. You see, there's no problem for you and Gina to communicate in French in the group. As soon as she falls down, only you can do it. Don't worry, I'll arrange your work for you. You can go straight now! "

It's not the first time that Nanke, as the pillar of the magazine, has experienced this kind of thing.

"No camera?"

"Don't bring it. The other party said that they didn't want to expose it. They only did text interviews."

Drive to the booking place, is a five-star hotel, the front desk explained the intention was agreed to enter.

Presidential suite. This writer is not simple at all. Since Nanke entered the media industry, he has been squeezed out of time. Reading has become a luxury. Therefore, he is not familiar with this Nathan. However, looking at this posture, he may be a typical French romantic novelist.

Standing at the door, Nanke tidied up his appearance and then pressed the doorbell.

There was no response.

After a while, press again.

Still.

Repeated about six times, there came a little sound from the door, jingling, as if knocked over something.

The door opened.

"Hello, I'm a reporter from XX magazine, Nan..."

Familiar to can't be familiar with the self introduction, see each other in the moment blocked in the throat.

The man in front of us is not a tall French youth with blonde hair and blue eyes.

is a thin, pale, dark haired man. His white shirt is half open, and it is estimated that it is just covered with a mixture of strong spirits and men's perfume. He leans against the door and is locked by the broken eyebrows, and the whole person slowly slips down to the ground.

He raised his head and looked up at Nanke. His reaction to hangover was much slower than that of normal people. His eyes narrowed slowly. At the moment when the outline of the reporter's face was finally clear, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Soon, he regained his blurred eyes, laughed and said hello to him in French.

"Hello, I'm Nathan."

He struggled to get up from the ground, shaking his body and finally stood still. He smoothed his slightly longer hair back. He gave Nanke a smile and said in Chinese, "of course, it doesn't matter to call me Yu Ning, as you like."

Nanke didn't hold that hand back. Instead, Yu Ning took the lead in breaking the awkward silence. He turned around, staggered across the rickety furniture on the ground, opened the curtain, and the sun blinded him subconsciously.

Then he straightened the two chairs and pointed to one of them, "please sit down." I don't know where I found a note, which said, "if I remember correctly, the reporter assigned by your agency is a girl."

Nanko closed the door, went to the chair and sat down. "Yes, I'm a temporary replacement for her."

Yu Ning picked an eyebrow. "I'm so sorry. I remember the wrong day. I went out last night..." He shrugged. "It doesn't matter. I'm awake now. It won't affect your work."

Nanke tightly held the recorder in his hand, and he could not hear what Yu Ning said. He could only see the kisses on his clavicle, the bruises on his wrist, and the mess of the flat.

Yu Ning leaned against the chair and looked at him.

"Don't you start?"

“CUT！” Chen Dao, who was sitting behind the monitor, suddenly called to stop, and then walked forward, "Yu Ning, now you need to be in a state of camouflage to cover up your inner emotions, so you should handle this well."

Xu Qichen nodded and took a deep breath. There was a big difference between the changes of Yu Ning's state seven years ago and seven years later. It was a challenge for any actor, not to mention that he was just a newcomer.

Looking up at Lin ran, Lin ran playing with his recorder, feeling Xu Qichen looking at him, also raised his head.

"Why can you get into shape so quickly?" Xu Qichen sincerely asked him for advice.

"What state?"

"It's Nanke's state," Xu Qichen explained. "You can jump out of the previous few days' play and immediately enter Nanke's mood after the reunion."Lin ran laughed and did not speak.

He can't say that when he saw Xu Qichen's debauchery, he was furious. He didn't even need to play, so his mood came up.

"Are you still immersed in the dream seven years ago?" Lin ran said suddenly.

His expression has a trace of contempt, and is very serious contempt, "those are false, ambiguous is false, like is false, only you a person silly holding a sincere want to plug into my hand. When I left, my posture was so ugly. Now I know how to be restrained and how to be more respectable when I meet again? "

Seeing Xu Qichen's brow slightly wrinkled, Lin ran continued: "do you really think someone will like you? What do you like? This face? Or do you like your innocence? Don't dream. It's just mutual consolation at a certain point in time. I don't like it at all. "

Xu Qichen's eyes darkened, and his thoughts seemed to be far away from here. Lin ran immediately changed his tone, "remember the sadness now, you have to hate Nanke."

Xu Qichen raised his eyes to Lin ran, and the other side responded with a warm smile. "What he just said is not true."

On the one hand, I want him to understand the feeling of being hurt, on the other hand, I will feel heartache because he is really sad.

It's a lot of trouble.

"Let's have another one!"

"Nanke, scene 68, second time, start! Bang

As the sound of slapping fell, Xu Qichen's face showed a smile, and Lin Ran's face in front of him gradually became empty, merging with a face in his memory.

"Don't you start? Mr. reporter? "

Nanke's hand turned white as he held the recorder. He looked down and opened the question manuscript prepared by his colleagues in advance. "The narrative tone of your new book, the city of weariness, is rather gloomy. Many readers think that they will feel a strong sense of loneliness after reading it. However, in your introduction, only the sentence" this is a love story "is written, so does it reflect your What about love... "

He didn't expect Gina's first question to be so embarrassing.

Yu Ning raised his elbow and looked at Nanke with his head tilted. "Every book I wrote reflects my view of love." He laughed. "Everyone has different opinions about love. For me It's probably a Chinese idiom. "

Yu Ning laughed and continued: "the bird of shock."

"My view of love is very negative. I am the bird."

Nanke lowered his head. The words on the question paper seemed to be spinning. He spent a lot of energy to focus on it: "you describe the state of depression very realistically in the novel. How do you get the material in the process of creation?"

"No one has ever said that depression is a special disease for writers?" With these words, seeing Nanke's face change, Yu Ning smiles again. The smiling face in the sun is almost the same as the boy in the past.

"I'm kidding. I just try my best to dig out the anxiety and depression in my heart. That's enough. "

In this way, according to the draft questions one by one, Yu Ning unexpectedly cooperate, time flows quietly.

Nanke closed the manuscript and asked the last question.

"Readers are very curious, what sources of inspiration do you have?"

"Inspiration..." Yu Ning's eyes fluttered, "alcohol? A lot of alcohol. And I'm not sure if you can put it in... "

Yu Ning's eyes stopped on Nanke's body and made a silent mouth to his eyes.

It's an English word. It's like smiling.

SEX。

Nanke pressed the close button of the recorder.

Yu Ning a face don't understand, until the other side comes forward, hands tremble to grasp his collar, he still keep the face of doubt look, "reporter sir, why are you angry?"

"I'm still smiling now that I've been abandoned by you without saying goodbye."