Xu Yan's WeChat was much busier on New Year's Eve this year than last year. Actors he had worked with, artists he had met at events and added on WeChat, brands, directors and producers in the industry, and other friends all sent messages. In recent years, it has become popular to wish a happy new year in advance. Few people send happy new year messages in the early morning, but choose to wish a happy new year at 8 or 9 o'clock on New Year's Eve or on the first day of the new year.
Xu Yan was sitting in the car. It was rare for Beijing to snow during the New Year, but the snow was very light and almost melted when it fell to the ground. In the circle of friends, junior high and high school classmates from his hometown were all enjoying the heavy snow. Xu Yan helplessly pointed his phone at the sky and took a picture and sent it to the high school classmates group.
"Hahahaha, the snow in Beijing is too unwild, it's depressing to watch!"
"If Xu Yan comes too, we'll just have to decide based on Xu Yan's schedule. Don't tell me you're busier than big stars."
"Is Xu Yan coming? You didn't come to the class reunion last year, and everyone still mentions you! Are you coming alone or with your family?"
"Come on, Xu Yan doesn't have time to deal with you, let alone her boyfriend!"
Looking at the messages flashing across the screen, he smiled unconsciously and replied, "Don't bring him. I've got a flight back on the morning of the first day of the new year, and I'll be leaving on the fourth day."
After replying, he logged out to check other messages. It's ten o'clock in the evening, and most people have finished their New Year's Eve dinner. It's the time to sit in front of the TV and watch the Spring Festival Gala while grabbing red envelopes to wish a happy new year.
Qiu Ling's profile picture was originally a ragdoll cat that she raised. I don't know when a golden ingot was added to the original cat photo, which looked cute and humorous. Behind the ragdoll cat with the golden ingot on its head, an unread message popped up: "Qiu Ling, with the whole family, a cat, two pots of spider plants, and three pots of succulents, wishes you a happy New Year~ May you not gain weight or lose hair in the new year, and may you make a lot of money!" It
was the first time Xu Yan saw spider plants and succulents together to wish you a happy New Year, and it was obvious that it was a group message.
Xu Yan: Group message?
Qiu Ling: What group message? It's not a group message! Don't slander me!
Xu Yan: Then I'll ask Brother Zhuo if he received it.
Qiu Ling: Okay, I'll just send it to a group. I'll send you a red envelope of 200 yuan and wish you a happy new year . Xu Yan
received the red envelope and sent another 288 yuan. Qiu Ling didn't refuse and accepted it directly.
CCTV's Spring Festival Gala was being broadcast live. Xu Yan didn't pay attention to the lineup, but Liang Yisheng and Zhuo Lu knew that they must be very busy. Seeing Qiu Ling was so free, he asked, "Not on the Spring Festival Gala?"
Qiu Ling sent a depressed expression: I didn't fight for CCTV. My agent thinks I'm not good enough. I want to wait until "Stepping into the Sky" is broadcast. I'll fight for CCTV next year. I'll dance on the local TV station tomorrow night!
Xu Yan: Can you still dance?
Qiu Ling: [Angry][Angry][Angry]
Xu Yan’s circle of friends is quite complex. He doesn’t distinguish between his personal life account and work account. When he was still unknown, he didn’t have many friends at work. Occasionally, some of the people he added might have directly blocked him. But recently, especially after the release of “Shadow” - today is the last day of “Shadow” in the theaters, and tomorrow will be the New Year’s Day release - Xu Yan has added a lot of people in the circle. When he browses his circle of friends, he can even see a lot of comments from common friends. He couldn’t see these before.
Lu Jiahong posted a circle of friends at around 7 o’clock in the evening. The copy was: These few schedules, annoying!
When Xu Yan saw it for the first time, he hesitated to click the like button. He thought Lu Jiahong must have drunk too much again, and finally didn’t click the like button. Thinking about it, Liang Yisheng will definitely see this post when he browses his Moments. If he likes it, the picture will be a little better: The director of "Shadow" is talking about the schedule in Moments! The lead actor Xu Yan likes it, and the lead actor Liang Yisheng likes it.
Liang Yisheng will definitely like it, and he might even repeat it in the comment area: These schedules are annoying!
Xu Yan immediately put himself in Zhang Yuanyi's role and recognized Zhang Yuanyi's words that he has a hard time every day.
The second time I browsed Moments, I saw Lu Jiahong's post again, but this time there were several comments that Xu Yan could see, from the two directors Xu Yan added a few days ago.
"Brother, are you worried about the poor scheduling of your film given the quality and cast?"
"It's worth it if you find a treasure. Can you introduce Xu Yan to me? I sent you a message but you didn't reply. I even followed you to my WeChat Moments."
Xu Yan read this comment silently. In fact, this comment was not sent to Lu Jiahong at all, but to Xu Yan himself. Since he wanted to contact Xu Yan, could he forget that he had added Xu Yan on WeChat? Knowing that Xu Yan could see it, he still posted it, which was deliberately elevating Xu Yan. He praised him first, so that when he really came to Xu Yan with a script, it would be difficult to refuse.
Xu Yan has also learned a lot about the ways of the world in the past two years.
After refreshing, I saw that Director Xu had posted a WeChat Moments. The old couple ate at home by themselves. There were six dishes in total, including the cold salad. Director Xu took a picture and posted it on WeChat Moments.
A teacher who taught Xu Yan commented below, asking if Xu Yan didn't come back this year?
Director Xu didn't reply.
Xu Yan told his family that he would go back tomorrow, but this was actually the first time he didn't go back on New Year's Eve. In the past, he would appear in the local TV station's Spring Festival Gala, so he definitely didn't have work on New Year's Eve. Xu's mother was surprised to know that he really didn't go back. She thought he was still angry and didn't want to go back and quarrel with them, so she advised him kindly: "Don't stay away from home for the New Year because of those things. I told your father not to quarrel with the children during the New Year. If you come back, I promise he won't mention the blind date at all."
When Xu Yan made this call, he was alone at home. He had just taken a shower and was lying on the bed. Liang Yisheng went to rehearse for the Spring Festival Gala and didn't come back all afternoon and night. He was lying alone on the double bed: "Mom, I'm waiting for Liang Yisheng. He's on the Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve. When he finishes work, I'll take the early flight on the first day of the new year and go home with him to see you. Is that okay?"
There was no movement on the other end of the phone. Mother Xu didn't say anything. After a while, she heard Director Xu's voice. Xu Yan knew that the speaker must have been pressed on this call, and Director Xu had been listening.
"Humph, I don't care who you come back with, anyway, you have to come back immediately. You don't even go home for the New Year. You are getting more and more unreasonable."
Xu Yan's tablet was placed next to the seat, and the hotspot connected to Xu Yan's mobile phone was playing the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala. Liang Yisheng's show was a little after 10:30, and he must have started waiting for the show now. On the screen, singers of the new and old generations sang a popular song together, and the song was coming to an end.
Beijing has a comprehensive ban on fireworks. Xu Yan could not hear any firecrackers while sitting in the car. Except for the sound of the Spring Festival Gala coming from the tablet, the surroundings were quiet and there was no New Year atmosphere.
The three words "Liang Yisheng" are always sensitive to Xu Yan. At this moment, Xu Yan realized why Liang Yisheng could hear someone calling his name in the noisy dressing room. It was as if he was staring at the chaotic and weak snowflakes with his mobile phone in his hand. The host's voice was mostly drowned out by the applause and cheers of the audience, but Xu Yan still accurately captured the three words.
It was as if he was back to last year.
Director Xu asked him, or did he say that you are also gay. Xu Yan looked at Liang Yisheng on TV and laughed that he also had big dreams, longing to stand on the same level with this person one day, so that he could look at him straight in the face, face him, and even value him.
But even today, Xu Yan looked at the Liang Yisheng on such a big stage, the Liang Yisheng who his colleagues had to respectfully call him "Teacher Liang" not only out of courtesy, the Liang Yisheng whose face seemed to be forever frozen at 30 and would never age, and still felt that this person was very far away from him when he was on the screen.
It was not just the distance of this screen.
"Knock knock." There
was the sound of someone knocking on the car window.
Xu Yan was startled. No one would come to find him if he parked here. He suddenly turned his head to look out the window, and unexpectedly saw that the person who was on the screen a second ago was already standing outside his car. He didn't have time to think too much, and quickly unlocked the car to let Liang Yisheng get in.
The air conditioning in the car was on full blast, and Liang Yisheng was only wearing a black and white irregular striped suit as a jacket, and no one knew where his coat had gone. It was snowing outside, and it was so cold that people were gasping for breath. Xu Yan pulled the small blanket in the car and covered his legs, asking: "Why are you so fast? I was just watching..." He
paused here, and Xu Yan noticed that the next program was on the screen, and it didn't look like it had just started. In fact, the music was almost over. He must have been distracted and didn't notice that Liang Yisheng's program had ended.
"I'll be here when it's over. Let Zhang Yuanyi pick up my things." Liang Yisheng said as he took out his phone to contact Zhang Yuanyi.
Xu Yan was watching from the side, and his nose felt sore for no apparent reason.
Last year, he watched Liang Yisheng on TV, and fantasized that he could be the first person to wish him a Happy New Year, but he didn't even send his blessing because he was afraid that he wouldn't reply. This year, he watched Liang Yisheng on TV, and before he had time to react, it was as if he appeared out of thin air on the screen and sat next to him.
"Huh?" After sending the message, Liang Yisheng turned his head to look at Xu Yan and saw that he was staring at him, and asked, "How long have you been waiting?"
"Not long." Xu Yan replied.
"Let's go, find a hotel near the airport to sleep for one night, get up early tomorrow, and go to bed early." Liang Yisheng said, and suddenly reached out and pulled Xu Yan's sleeve.
Xu Yan was about to start the car, but he was pulled and turned to look at him again. Liang Yisheng took out a red envelope from the inner pocket of his shirt and said in a serious tone: "Teacher Xu, Happy New Year."
Xu Yan looked at him for a while, his Adam's apple rolling again and again, and finally asked: "Did you take this red envelope to sing at the Spring Festival Gala?"
Liang Yisheng looked like he had no problem: "Yeah."
Xu Yan didn't take it, but took out a red envelope from his pocket and smiled: "What a coincidence, I also prepared it."
"Liang Yisheng, Happy New Year."
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