Chapter 42: Summer Solstice You need to understand the value of the little black cat.
[Don't look at our little pig like this, he can drink a lot]
[Brother Rui and Chen Xing are having a great time hahaha]
[This fox-eyed brother looks so familiar]
[He played the little prince]
[Thank you, Brother Rui, for taking care of our little piglet woooooo]
Xia Huanming was not convinced in his heart.
What kind of care is this? Qi Yinrui is the same to everyone.
Zheng Peiya asked Chen Xing: "Did you and Qi Yinrui just get to know each other at that time?"
"yes."
"When I went to eat there that day, I thought you had known each other for a long time," Zheng Peiya laughed, "seeing how excited you were to chat, haha."
Chen Xing also laughed: "Hahaha, that's true, because Brother Rui is very friendly, we became familiar with each other naturally."
At this moment, he heard a resentful voice from the side. The voice was soft, as if he was talking to himself, but Chen Xing caught it: "Was I unkind at that time? Why did you go and chat with the girls after you left?"
Chen Xing laughed when he heard this. Why did he sound jealous? "Because you were dragged away by Li Mu."
"I sat down after I finished chatting," Xia Huanming said gloomily, "Look, the comments are all saying you didn't come back."
[This is the first time I chatted with a female artist so enthusiastically, but I didn’t feel attracted to her at all]
[What a healthy communication state, it feels like we are all good friends]
[Hahaha, compared to this, Chen Xing is really white]
【This is what it’s like to stay at home】
[Brother: Stay at home? Why am I not white? ]
[Big Brother: Hesitant to speak]
Chen Xing: "It seems that he didn't mention me either."
Xia Huanming: “…”
The TV screen changed back to showing the entire lounge, where everyone was chatting. In the lower right corner, Xia Huanming could be seen sitting alone in his seat, with no one talking to him.
A small clock appears in the lower right corner of the screen, and the picture is obviously accelerated, with the caption [For the specific communication time, please go to "Highlights" to watch].
Ten seconds later, the door opened and the host and mentors walked in.
They have waited for so long, and the most important thing has finally arrived - the super long task explanation.
The host picked up the microphone and started speaking. After just one sentence, Chen Xing felt a little dizzy.
"Master, please stop reciting, please stop reciting." Chen Xing covered his ears in pain.
Zheng Peiya laughed and said, "I am dying of laughter. You guys want to listen to such a long passage?"
Zhao Xingyu asked: "Don't you need it?"
Zheng Peiya shrugged: "Our task is very simple, just writing the script. They just gave me a flow chart."
"That's great," Zhao Xingyu envied. "I was really confused when I heard the latter part that day. In fact, I still don't quite understand it now."
"Hehe," Chen Xing rubbed Xia Huanming's arm proudly, "I had Ah Huan explaining it to me that day, so I understood it after just a few words."
"Ah - I'm so envious," Zhao Xingyu looked at Xia Huanming, "Why don't you explain it now?"
Xia Huanming didn't look back, staring at the animated figure playing on the screen and said, "Isn't it an animation? You can understand it if you watch it carefully now."
The program team probably knew that the process was long, so when the host was explaining it, they specially played some cartoons of little people. With pictures as reference, the explanation was clearer.
The audience basically understood it.
[Oh~ So that's how it is]
[So we can still watch the live broadcast?! ]
[Good news, the director is the assistant director of "Friday Morning", it's a sure thing! There will be no bad editing! ]
[If there is no elimination, then everyone should have a harmonious relationship]
[There is competition but not much, more like mutual progress? ]
"In addition to grading the films you shoot, the instructors will also come to the scene to evaluate. The scores are closely related to the treatment you receive here. The front row is better, and the back row may be..."
The host's voice played on TV, and Zheng Peiya leaned back on the lazy sofa: "Filming a TV series is also very complicated."
Chen Xing nodded: "Indeed."
The next second, he heard Xia Huanming say, "We have simplified it a lot here. According to the real process, just starting a script project requires four necessary procedures: submission, review, on-site presentation, and roundtable discussion."
Chen Xing and Zheng Peiya sat up straight, looked at each other, and then looked at Zhao Xingyu at the same time.
Zhao Xingyu nodded to indicate that Xia Huanming was right.
"So troublesome! It must be very stressful, right?" Chen Xing placed his hand on Xia Huanming's arm and pinched it, feeling the firm muscles under the fabric.
Xia Huanming did not stop him, but moved closer to him, as if waiting for him to touch him. Chen Xing could even feel that he had tensed his arms, and his biceps were about to pop out.
But Xia Huanming remained calm and said calmly: "The producer, director, screenwriter, artist, and technical team all have to be on site. Don't you think it's a big deal?"
Zheng Peiya nodded obediently: "Big."
Chen Xing let go and nodded: "Big." This piece is also big.
After they finished speaking, the group list was announced, and the barrage of comments looked for their own actors and began to analyze the "battle situation."
[The girls are really suitable for costume dramas! ]
[Miao Jie and Can Ni are in the same group, Can Ni must be very happy]
[Gou Huan is indeed the captain. He is going to start getting anxious again.]
[Ahhh, I saw our little pig hehehe]
[Why do you call Chen Xing Xiao Zhu? I think he is a puppy]
[The reason will be explained later! No spoilers! ]
After showing the groups, the camera followed the contestants to the bus.
The girls group quietly found seats and greeted each other respectfully; the next second the camera turned to the boys group and the volume instantly doubled, mainly because a few particularly extroverted people in the front row sat together and talked about everything.
The camera turned to the small camera in the car. Zhao Xingyu and Du He next to him were chatting incessantly about the new game. Du He also analyzed the equipment. The two hit it off and exchanged phone numbers on the spot.
[Ahhh I can’t stand it, please forgive me, he is like this]
[I feel like Zhao Xingyu can play that kind of e-sports god]
[What kind of e-sports is this? He can only play independent games. Even if you give him points, he won’t even get a plate of food.]
[Alas, silly son]
[Alas, silly son]
Chen Xing imitated the comments and sighed, "Alas, silly son."
"What did you say!"
Zhao Xingyu pretended to shake his shoulders, but Chen Xing quickly shrank his neck and explained, "I'm learning how to do barrage!"
Fortunately, Xia Huanming raised his arm afterwards and stood right between them, otherwise he would have been caught.
Xia Huanming glanced at Zhao Xingyu and said, "Okay, keep watching."
Zhao Xingyu sat back angrily.
The TV showed the warm scenes of the artists communicating with each other, and the commentators speculated that this variety show should be similar to slow life and there would be no malicious editing. This made many viewers feel relieved.
Chen Xing saw the camera focus on him and Xia Huanming again. It happened to be Xia Huanming asking him why he was called "piggy".
In the picture, he took a deep breath and began to tell the story.
When the last word was said, the barrage of comments gradually changed from "So that's it" to "???".
【? ? 】
【? ? 】
[No, buddy, your pronunciation is better than several actors]
[Can this ability be shared with high school students? ? ]
[I fainted from laughing. How could you say such a long story? ]
[Xia Huanming's expression made me laugh to death, from understanding to shock]
Zheng Peiya and Zhao Xingyu were also very happy. Zhao Xingyu paused Xia Huanming's expression and said, "Look at your speechless expression, hahahaha——"
Xia Huanming was naturally aloof from strangers, and this was probably the first time he had heard someone talk about such a scene. He was embarrassed, but in the end he still asked politely, "Have you gone back to see that grandmother?"
On the other hand, Chen Xing blinked his big, sparkling eyes, looked up at the sky and said, "Yes, but when I saw her last year, she was gone."
Xia Huanming was visibly panicked. He sat up straight and said softly, "My condolences..."
The music turned into a soothing piano piece, and the comments also expressed a sigh of "Alas, a moment of silence".
Chen Xing responded the next second: "I went to Beijing two days earlier than I did."
【？ 】
【？ 】
【？ 】
【？ 】
【？ 】
Zhao Xingyu's heart ached at first, and he was even more speechless after hearing what came next: "No, can you please stop panting when you speak?"
Chen Xing spread his hands and weakly defended himself: "I'm not breathing, how could you think of that?"
Zhao Xingyu put his hands on his hips and said, "What you said is ambiguous!"
Chen Xing was a little unconfident after being questioned by Zhao Xingyu. He glanced at Xia Huanming and said, "Did you think the same way at that time?"
Xia Huanming subconsciously stood on Chen Xing's side: "No, you said it very well."
Zhao Xingyu immediately quit, jumped directly to Xia Huanming's stunned expression, and pressed the pause button: "Don't lie! Your expression clearly shows that you are staring blankly!"
Xia Huanming: “…”
I forgot I could see his reaction now.
"Look, the comments are all saying that you are speechless now," Zhao Xingyu simply read out the comments, "'Xia Huanming was feeling a little guilty, but now he is completely speechless', 'Xia Huanming asked if you could stop breathing heavily when you speak', you see, the comments know it all!"
"It's none of your business." Xia Huanming glanced at Chen Xing. Chen Xing's face was resting on his knees, staring at the floor motionlessly, as if he was reflecting on what he had said.
Xia Huanming panicked and quickly stroked Chen Xing's hair, from the whorls of hair all the way to the back of his beautiful neck, massaging his neck and saying gently, "I was just shocked at the time, but later I felt that what you said was indeed correct."
Zhao Xingyu patted Chen Xing's head lightly: "Yes, yes, and it's over. This is quite effective for the show."
Zheng Peiya leaned forward and comforted him: "That's right, don't blame yourself."
Chen Xing raised his head and looked at them with confused eyes: "Why are you blaming yourself? I was thinking that I have finished eating the barbecue flavored potato chips. Should I eat the cucumber flavored or the pepper flavored ones first?"
Xia Huanming: “…”
Zhao Xingyu: “…”
Zheng Peiya: “…”
The three of them silently returned to their original positions, only Xia Huanming's hand was still touching Chen Xing's neck, which he did for a long time before retracting.
Zhao Xingyu continued to play the video.
A few seconds later, the words "punch in" appeared on the screen.
【Hot Search Check-in】
【Hot search famous scene check-in】
[This segment has become a hot topic and it’s so funny]
[Ah, I didn't expect our little pig fire is here]
[I laughed so hard that the first trending search check-in of the show]
The four of them looked at the barrage and were stunned.
What is check-in? What is trending search? What does it mean?
Chen Xing rubbed his eyes and looked at it again uncertainly: "Is this clip trending?"
Zhao Xingyu said in annoyance: "How much have we missed?"
Zheng Peiya silently took out her cell phone and checked Weibo.
Seeing this, Chen Xing asked suspiciously, "Isn't this yesterday's trending search? How can I see it now?"
Zheng Peiya said calmly: "I have software that counts Weibo hot searches."
Chen Xing was surprised and said, "You have all of these."
Zheng Peiya then looked up and found that the three were looking at her. She said embarrassedly, "This is quite famous in the fan circle. Some idol fans have to vote for their idols and canvass for votes. Checking trending searches is just one of the functions of this software. The more important function is to monitor the online and offline status of the idol and the real-time super chat."
"Wow. So professional." Chen Xing remembered that Xue Si Nian said Zheng Peiya was a fan girl, who must be a fan of a certain celebrity.
Is he the person she wants to see?
"Found it." Zheng Peiya showed Chen Xing her phone. "Here, yesterday at 9:30, the trending searches were 7, 9, and 11."
Chen Xing took the phone and looked at it together with Xia Huanming, hair touching.
Most of the hot searches last night were about "Acting First", and the topics about this segment were: #陈兴夏焕铭##陈兴说出速度##长兴说出如何抽呼吸#.
It really became a trending search!
Chen Xing returned the phone to Zheng Peiya, feeling excited and incredulous. He held Xia Huanming's hand tightly and said with a smile, "Wow, did you see that? I can actually be on the hot search list? I can actually be on the hot search list in my lifetime!"
Xia Huanming looked at him, his eyes curved with a smile, and his voice was extremely gentle: "I saw it, let's go together."
Zheng Peiya raised her phone again and showed it to Zhao Xingyu.
Zhao Xingyu asked: "Who is the number one trending search?"
Zheng Peiya said: "The mentor is Zhang Jinan."
There was no objection to this. Everyone nodded silently.
After the unintentional episode between Chen Xing and Xia Huanming, the production team began to explain the rules of the mini-game, and the comments were all saying, "If you don't understand, just watch it."
After the game is over, the pilot episode will enter the ED ending theme and end.
"Ah? That's it?" Zhao Xingyu pounded his pillow twice and said regretfully, "I haven't seen enough."
I said I didn’t watch enough, but in fact I watched it for more than two hours.
"Ouch, my legs are numb from sitting." Zheng Peiya stood up and stretched her muscles.
Chen Xing stretched himself lazily, and suddenly an idea came to him. He took out his phone and suggested, "Let's take a group photo as a check-in."
"Okay, okay." Zheng Peiya came over.
"How to shoot and where to shoot?" Zhao Xingyu became interested, put down the pillow and got off the bed.
"We have to include the TV in the shot," Chen Xing turned 180 degrees, found an angle that could include the TV, and directed everyone's positions, "Ahuan, come next to me, Xingyu, come behind me, and Peiya, you come next to him."
So at 10:20, Chen Xing’s fans discovered that Chen Xing had updated a group photo.
In the group photo, Chen Xing, Xia Huanming, Zhao Xingyu and Zheng Peiya were squatting in two rows, with a screen behind them playing the "Acting First" logo.
Chen Xing held the phone and winked at the camera in the lower left corner of the screen; Xia Huanming on his right smiled faintly. Zhao Xingyu, who was behind Chen Xing, put his scissors hand on Chen Xing's head, and Zheng Peiya, who was next to him, shyly covered her face, revealing only her eyes.
Chen Xing captioned: "Yeah, I've finished watching the pilot episode (Q3Q*)."
[@AngieGill]: Oh my god, I was stunned by the handsomeness when the screen was opened
[@就就吃小猪包]: What's wrong? Am I in heaven? Why can I see the little pig and the little black cat sticking together? Oh, it turns out that we are assigned to the same team, hehe!
[@A star dropped]: Hehe, Xia Huanming is so handsome, hehe... dressed in black, worthy of being a little black cat.
[@菠萝熊最棒]: The silly son is also handsome, and next to the handsome guy is another handsome guy, I'm dizzy
[@最爱果果]: I can’t criticize you. Don’t mention your bare face. The little black cat is also handsome without makeup. What a handsome guy.
[@euyeu]: The screenwriter at the back is so cute! ! The silly son is also cute! The little pig is the cutest!
When Xia Huanming saw Chen Xing's Weibo post, they had already cleaned Zhao Xingyu's room and went to the practice room to rehearse the script.
The familiar three-mirror room, with mirrors extending from the floor to the ceiling. The mirror surface is clear and cold, reflecting the light in the room.
Except Zheng Qi, everyone else came, including Ms. Huang Canni and Ms. Shao Shuxian. As soon as Huang Canni arrived, she took Ms. Shao Shuxian aside and started chatting with the two screenwriters.
While everyone was getting ready, Xia Huanming sat on the floor and browsed his phone for a while. He first checked Chen Xing's Weibo and found that under the photo updated a few minutes ago, 80% of people mentioned the word "little black cat".
Xia Huanming stood up with his phone in hand and found Chen Xing who was drinking water. Chen Xing was holding his blue thermos cup, using the lid to pour the honeysuckle water he had brewed cup by cup.
Xia Huanming held his index and ring fingers and asked in a low voice, "Little black cat?"
The wood texture glowed softly under the light, and the three floor-to-ceiling mirrors were like three cameras, allowing Xia Huanming's finger-playing movements to be clearly seen.
Xia Huanming's heart was beating very fast. He was afraid that others would discover his little thoughts, but he couldn't help but touch her again and again.
For some reason, he particularly liked Chen Xing's hands. There were some calluses on the knuckles, but the fingertips were soft.
Maybe it's because he can't touch any other part of his body, so he can only touch these fingers to comfort himself.
He is still with him.
And Chen Xing himself didn't mind his little action. He glanced at his phone and answered his question: "This is you."
Xia Huanming smiled and asked gently, "Why do your fans call me this?"
Chen Xing was wearing his favorite navy blue thick knit sweater. Although the color was a cold one, it suited Chen Xing just right, making him look quiet and noble. He wore a simple white short-sleeved shirt underneath, the hem of which was tucked into the waistband of his dark grey jeans, and a black belt defined his waist.
Chen Xing rarely wore a hat today, a beret of similar color to his pants, but with light plaid stripes on it, and it was clipped to his longer hair.
It looks really good.
Xia Huanming glanced at it quietly again, and his eyes naturally fell back on the script, as if nothing had happened.
"Because your abbreviation is xhm, which sounds like little black cat." Chen Xing glanced at Xia Huanming from top to bottom and chuckled, "But now it seems that it's not a homonym."
Xia Huanming nodded thoughtfully: "So the little black cat you mentioned before was me?"
Chen Xing nodded: "Yes."
"Then," Xia Huanming flipped through Chen Xing's Weibo and found the post containing "Little Black Cat" that he had previously ignored, "'Little Black Cat's acting is really good. Who wouldn't feel empathy after watching this?' Is he talking about me?"
"That's right. The last part of Yuanwang was really well acted." Chen Xing could tell that he was reading his Weibo, but he didn't pay much attention to it.
After all, if he really cared, he would have deleted it when we were following each other.
Xia Huanming continued reading: "'The little black cat has a good figure, so she must be a figure fan.' Is that me?"
"Your good figure is recognized by everyone. I have always wanted to have a figure like yours," Chen Xing tried hard to show off his biceps, the texture of which was not a bit inferior to Xia Huanming's.
"Well... and here." Xia Huanming's eyes suddenly bent slightly, with a little crescent arc. The thumb of his free left hand rested on his chin, and his index finger covered his upper lip.
A feeling of wanting to hide your smile, but not wanting to.
What could make him so happy? Chen Xing recalled it in his mind.
He only has a dozen or so Weibo posts containing the words "Little Black Cat", and they are either praising his acting skills or his body, or something else...
Oh, that can’t be it.
As he expected, Xia Huanming said the content of the Weibo post: "'I watched the TV series too many times and dreamed of a little black cat.'"
He thought Xia Huanming read this sentence to make fun of him for watching TV for too long, saying something like "what you think about during the day you will dream about at night".
The result is not.
There was no amusement in Xia Huanming's eyes, but instead a hint of... anticipation?
Chen Xing felt Xia Huanming's palm slowly moving upwards, like a gentle stream, winding up along his fingers, and finally wrapping his entire hand in his palm.
Xia Huanming asked him in a gentle voice that was almost testing, "Wake up, have you dreamed of me?"
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