MTL - Cāi Cāi-Chapter 49 Act Seven "Fan Letter" ①
Act 7 "Fan Letter" 1
——The memories of five years ago came to an abrupt end.
Tan Yiming sat in the audience and looked up at the lights on the stage.
On the stage, the boy sang in dazzling dance steps. His voice is as penetrating as it was five years ago.
Incredible.
As if they were still chatting and laughing on the Internet yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, when they met again, it was almost two thousand days and nights apart.
...
Accompanied by the energetic An Kequ, the "Queen of Boots", which was completely rehearsed by the students, finally came to an end.
The ejectors on both sides of the stage sprayed gold glittering ribbons and shook the exaggerated false eyelashes wrapped in a tight red sequin dress to Guess.
His gaze shifted faintly to the left and rear of the auditorium, and he easily found the strange and familiar figure.
Xiang Gui has dreamed of the man countless times.
He should be tall, with soaring eyes, smiling with warmth in his brows. But when he really appeared in front of himself, Xiang Guai found that all the adjectives that had appeared in his mind were not enough to describe a man.
In the auditorium, Tan Yiming first got up and applauded. He was handsome and upright, very prominent in the audience of less than a hundred people, he stood together, and even the audience stood up one by one.
In the end, there was thunderous applause in the entire small theater, and they applauded loudly, sincerely giving praise to the young students on the stage.
Although their performance was immature, the enthusiasm contained in it was not discounted.
When the curtain finally fell, Xiang Guai, who was so tired that he collapsed, softened and almost fell to the ground.
The heroine standing next to him hurriedly supported him, and together with the two angels on the left and right, kicked him off the stage.
Waiting to sit in the dressing room, the logistics classmates waiting in the backstage corridor have already rushed up.
This feed, the chocolate hand, and someone responsible for removing his wig.
The hair net was completely wet with sweat, and the soft black hair was clinging to the scalp, struck, and the sweat rushed down, mixed with the cosmetics on the face, looking particularly embarrassed.
Someone squatted down and took off his squeezed high-heeled boots. It took a lot of work to take off the shoes because the feet were swollen. When the boy's feet were finally freed from the boots, a thick **** smell came to his face, and a female classmate shouted, "Xiang Gu, you No more amputations !!! ''
"..." Xiang Guiyou glanced at the crow's mouth.
After that, a lot of time was wasted with debridement and application. The broken blood bubbles were sprayed with Yunnan Baiyao. With each spray, the shoulders shrank toward Guai, and the eyebrows were twisted together, but there was no pain.
After all, in order to return to the stage and dance again, he experienced much more pain than he does now.
Step into the flip-flops, sighed comfortably to Guess, and pick up the makeup remover next to it.
Because the stage lighting is very strong, the stage makeup is exaggerated many times than the daily makeup. And Xiang Gu played another **** and enchanting costume queen. He had three pairs of false eyelashes alone, and half of the glitter on the eyelids. When removing makeup, he used rough methods to see the female classmates next to him.
"Squad leader! You have a face, not a wall!" Someone was distressed. "Forget it, you put your hand down, I will remove your makeup!"
"No need." He rubbed two more casually, "I'm in a hurry."
After removing the bright red lip gloss and exaggerated eyeshadow, the boy was standing in front of the mirror, his skin was extremely white, and his slightly long hair was softly placed on the forehead. He washed his hands for a while, and raised his hand subconsciously to touch himself in the mirror. He suddenly couldn't remember what he looked like five years ago.
Forget it.
Seventeen-year-old Xiangchai has already left.
He hurriedly changed back his clothes, grabbed his wallet and mobile phone, and ran out of the backstage: "I have left in advance today!"
"Where are you going?" Asked an angel who was still taking a selfie. "Are you not going to the celebration party?"
"No!" Xiang Gui didn't look back and waved his hand, "Don't play too late tonight, the money for the barbecue will be charged to my account!"
"Open to brother!"
"The monitor is mighty!"
"Ah, when can I be as big as Guess."
"When can you ask Tang to make you a corner, you can be so diao!"
Xiang Gui didn't go to listen to the classmates behind him. He turned the last corner and walked out of the Shanhe Theater along the side door.
This side door is reserved for actors to enter and exit. Some fans will also be waiting here with gifts, looking forward to the beloved actor.
And now, in the dim light, there was only one figure standing quietly, with his hands in his pockets, his head down and wondering what he was thinking.
Pausing to Guai paused.
He suddenly had a strong runaway **, he could turn around and go back to the theater to celebrate the success of the premiere with his classmates and eat and drink on the barbecue stall in front of the school. Instead of facing a person he didn't know how to face on this silent night.
But it was too late to escape.
Tan Yiming heard his footsteps and looked up.
The two eyes collided, as if a light was lit in the dark.
"Guess." The man whispered his name softly, with a smile that couldn't explain the meaning of his mouth, "I thought you wouldn't come out."
"..." Xiang Gui was a little embarrassed and rubbed his head down before the man. He had nothing to say, "Why wouldn't I come out? And I couldn't live in the theater."
"I thought you deliberately opened me up and slipped through the door." Tan Yiming shrugged.
"..." Xiang Gui couldn't lift his head anymore.
Well, he admits. He just, indeed, has a little bit, really only a little bit, and wants to slip through the front door.
But in the end-reason overpowered emotion-he appeared as promised.
It's late, and the cafes around the Sunshine Theatre are closed. Only the 24-hour Kentucky Fried Chicken is still brightly lit.
No way, the two can only move towards KFC with no emotion.
Tan Yiming hurried up a few days ago and has been staying in the recording studio. Everyday except fast food is fast food. Now he just looks at the white-bearded grandfather on the signboard and feels sick.
So he only had a cup of coffee, then pulled out his wallet and let it aside, waiting to check out with Guess after ordering.
Xiang Guai and the waiter said, "Come to the whole family."
Tan Yiming hurriedly interrupted him: "You don't have to order me, I just drink coffee."
Xiang Gu: "... I ordered it for myself."
He jumped on the stage and bounced for two and a half hours. He was hungry and hungry on his chest, and now he can only comfort him with oversized fried chicken and burger.
Tan Yiming: "..."
Xiang Gu slightly embarrassedly called up the WeChat wallet to check out, and Tan Yiming stopped him to rush to pay.
Soon, the fragrant fried chicken was placed on the table, Tan Yiming held coffee in his hand, watched the boy kill the pair of spicy wings and a burger at the speed of the wind and the wind, and then licked his fingers and attacked the next dessert. .
When he was a teenager, he weighed every week on the scales, eating less oil, less salt, and less stinking, and was careful not to let his weight exceed the range required by the school. At that time, he was slender and light, with a white shirt hanging on his body, and the wind was blowing, he seemed to be drifting away.
However, since he first appeared in a musical at the age of 20, he fainted in the backstage just after having performed five shows, and the director ordered him to stop controlling his appetite and eat when he was hungry.
Since then, Xiang Guai ’s appetite has grown at an alarming rate. After all, it is too hard to play a musical, sing and dance, and sometimes cry and laugh. If you ca n’t keep up, you will be sent to the hospital every minute.
So after each show, Xiang Gu had to eat the food of two adult men in one breath. ——As for gaining weight? nonexistent! He is no longer a skinny little swan. He is now a muscular goose!
Tan Yiming, who was sitting opposite him, was looking at him while he was bitterly bitter.
The heavy makeup on his face was removed, and the boy's handsome appearance appeared in front of the man.
If you want to use one word to describe the appearance of guessing, then Yiming will choose two words-"clean".
Xiang Gu is too clean.
Like a verdant bamboo, or a clear spring, each hair has a fresh and clean taste.
He wore a cultural shirt of the Huacheng Dance Academy, and the large "dance" line was twisted and changed to outline the figure of a dancer.
Stepping on a flip-flop under his feet, Tan Yiming's eyes fell on his feet, and he noticed the short and short scars on those feet.
Those scars are too terrible and too conspicuous. When talking about the shrinking pupils, it is impossible to imagine what kind of accident would leave such horrible marks.
Guess ... isn't it a ballerina? Why does he appear on the stage of musicals, and must be related to these scars?
Tan Yiming wanted to ask, but he didn't know what position to ask.
--friend?
No, their relationship is far more complicated than their friends.
At that moment, Xiang Guai's feet moved, and the feet, which were originally groaned under the light, suddenly retracted, and the two ankles overlapped and hid under the chair.
Tan Yiming subconsciously closed his eyes from the boy's feet, and when he raised his eyes, he found that Xiang Gui had already finished eating the table and was looking at him.
"You ..." To Guai, the clear male voice was very pleasant. "... You are not the same as I imagined."
"Really?" Tan Yiming laughed. "You are very different from what I imagine."
It's not the same, it's very different. The two words are reversed, and the meanings are quite different.
Curious to Guai, he couldn't help but ask, "What do you think I look like?"
Tan Yiming replied: "My imagination is based on the information you gave me-five years ago, you were a ballet student graduating from college. I never expected that your university would have been studying for so many years.
Xiang Gu was embarrassed to explode in place.
Lie for a while, and the truth pierced the crematorium.
Xiang Guai didn't know that the misinformation he left misled Tan Yiming for five full years.
After the night of the song was over, Xiang Guou turned away without leaving. At that time, he resolutely decided not only to delete the contact method of Tan Yiming, but even the q number never landed again.
Tan Yiming tried to find him—there are only a few universities in China that offer ballet majors. He has inquired about them one by one, but there is no name in the freshman with the word “guess”.
Later, Tan Yiming entrusted several famous ballet companies in China to inquire about whether there was such a male dancer, but the answer is still negative.
Tan Yiming suspected countless times. Was the little swan that fell in front of him a dream that he built up in his lonely study abroad life. Now that the dream wakes up, the swan flies away?
... Until today, he discovered that the dream was true and the swan was also true, but the swan lied and deceived him.
"That ... I'm sorry," Xiang Guai said. "Because I was young, I wanted to be more mature."
"Then you are 22 years old?"
"No, it's 23. I took a year off from high school."
"Stop school?"
"Um." Little Swan stretched out the goose webs again and moved. "I did learn ballet before. But there was a serious car accident. I switched to the song and dance profession after a year off school. At that time I I was in a very low mood, and later I overheard your voice, I just ... "
he just……
In the latter words, Xiang Gui didn't say anything, and Tan Yiming did not follow up.
After a while, Tan Yiming reopened a topic, reached out, and said, "Do n’t call me 'Yunda'. Introduce yourself, my name is Tan Yiming, and I am now the head of a commercial dubbing studio. . "
The hand stretched out in front of the suspicion, and after a few seconds, I hurriedly stretched out my hand, touching my fingertips gently, shaking it up and down for a few seconds in a fake manner, and hurriedly collected it .
The palms of men are thick and hot. Xiang Gu felt that he had been burned by him.
"My name is Xiangchai," he said, "I'm a musical actor."
After that, they talked for a long time.
They talk about each other's life and each other's work.
Tan Yiming told him that he did not return to China immediately after graduation five years ago. He first got a job as a trader assistant at a financial company in the United States, repaid his student loan, then returned to China with his money, and opened his own commercial dubbing studio. Because of this incident, he had a fierce conflict with his parents. More than a dozen relatives entered the battlefield, worrying more about his annual salary than him. Because the conflicts with his parents were too difficult to reconcile, he now almost no longer deals with relatives except for the Spring Festival home.
Compared to him, Xiang Gui has been a lot smoother in recent years. He got his first wish in college as he wanted to, because he performed well in singing and dancing. He turned 20 on the stage when he was 20 and appeared in a musical remake from South Korea. The musical was well-received and played nearly a hundred times. However, because of his academics, he only participated in the first round.
Tan Yiming said that less than three months after he returned to China, his vest was once stripped. Some fans rejoiced and encouraged him to return, and naturally the sunspots scoffed at his "false farewell." His main job now is to take the dubbing of some movies and TV series, also as a business with a broker, to match the other cvs under his hands.
Xiang Guai said that none of his classmates are familiar faces in his high school. The musicals are too poor and too tired. Most of his high school classmates have gone to other departments. There is also a boy who debuts as a lover, and it is now a popular flow.
"Popularity?" Tan Yiming asked curiously, "Who? If I've been in a TV series, maybe I've even dubbed him."
"Chen Ziran." Xiang Gui blinked, "Sitting behind me when I was in high school, I didn't go to college and went straight to the draft show. I made a high-profile debut."
"..." Tan Yiming's expression was beyond words.
Xiang Gui: "No, right? Did you really match him?"
"It's not me, my voice doesn't stick to him. But the people under my hands have matched him." When talking about this, I had a headache when I talked about it. Three, four, five, six, seven, seven, six, five, three, two, one, can't match, but the broker's requirements are particularly high. "
Xiang Gui's body moved forward slightly, and he whispered: "His agent signed him three big jobs at the same time, a variety show and two plays. How could he have time to recite the lines."
The two looked at each other and smiled.
This night, they talked a lot.
Talk about life after work, gossip about life.
They are all half-entertainers, but the scope of work is not overlapped, and many gossips can be shared easily.
They talked about almost all the big things and small things-but they didn't talk about it. The scene five years ago did not say goodbye.
They both deliberately avoided this topic.
It seems as long as they ignore it, they can forget the song of the rose, forget the regrets, forget the tears, and forget the words that were not spoken.
The atmosphere is getting better.
They really are like old friends they haven't seen in years. After meeting again, they still have a harmonious relationship.
"It's getting late." Xiang Guai glanced at the phone. "The good swan is going to sleep in the nest."
Tan Yiming was amused by him.
The two got up at the same time and Tan Yiming asked very gentlely, "Where do you live? I'll send you back."
"No need." Shake his head to Guai, raised his finger to the glass door, "My boyfriend is waiting for me outside."
The author has something to say: The lower part is starting.
Five years have passed, and five years is enough to happen a lot.
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