Chapter 4 Cool Guy

Although Yu Wen claimed that his acting skills were rubbish, his two-hour crying scene was still quite effective. With his good looks, the effect was quite good. Director Gao’s frown, which had been tense all day,

finally relaxed. In front of the monitor, Yu Wen watched from the first second to the last second. After watching, he felt that he should not have been a drag and breathed a sigh of relief.

Director Gao’s sharp tongue remained unchanged. He dragged back the progress bar and sneered, “What kind of thing is being performed here? The lines are sticky and you don’t even open your mouth! You still dream of becoming a big star like this? Wait for the next life!”

The last time Yu Wen came, he only felt that he looked familiar. Later, he accidentally heard the crew discussing it. Moreover, in order to give Yu Wen a chance, the assistant director kept talking to him every day, so it was hard for him not to remember it.

Not only did he remember this outstanding-looking stagehand, but he also heard about his great ideals from the makeup team.

Yu Wen felt relieved and relaxed, not taking his ridicule to heart at all.

"Not necessarily, don't be so confident--"

Director Gao: "?"

Yu Wen: "What if I can't do it in my next life."

Director Gao: "..."

Several photography teachers nearby couldn't help laughing.

Yu Wen said it casually, but in fact he felt that he still had some talent. The emotions that he couldn't practice in the bathroom just now were naturally revealed when he was in front of the camera. After Director Gao called out "Cut", he even felt a little unsatisfied.

Maybe he was born to do this, Yu Wen thought shamelessly.

The ringtone rang, Director Gao took out his phone and took a look. His expression suddenly changed, and he was speechless. He seemed to be hesitating whether to answer the call. Yu Wen glanced at it casually and saw the name in the note:

Xie Jiamao.

Yu Wen: "..."

In an instant, the recent rumors about the crew, the "old friend" mentioned by the boss, the new company that needed to be suppressed... all connected in Yu Wen's brainstorm, strung together into a logical and harmonious thing.

Two minutes later, Yu Wen looked away naturally, pretending not to hear the suppressed and irritable voice of Director Gao in his ear.

What does the boss's sin have to do with his employees?

"Eat... I don't want to eat, stop talking nonsense, you cook for nothing, every time Xiao Xie makes it and you serve it... Serving dishes is also called cooking, is my nomination for Magnolia called dominating the film and television industry?"

"How dare you mention PPT! You brag about yourself like that and let Xiao Xie write such a conscienceless thing... Your lousy company will be broken up sooner or later without Xiao Xie!"

"Xie Jiamao, play and joke aside, signing a contract with a company is not a trivial matter, it's impossible for me to sell myself to you with just one word from you, everyone knows that you like to mix things up, what if this time is also a three-minute heat... Anyway, if you want me to sign a contract, you have to make some achievements first..."

After hanging up the phone, Director Gao found that Yu Wen had not left yet, and was propping up his chin to listen to him scolding.

"Does it sound good?"

Director Gao looked surprised, his eyebrows knitted, a sign of anger.

Yu Wen: "You said that as if I was eavesdropping on you."

Yu Wen: "You turned on the speakerphone."

Director Gao licked his back teeth and deliberately stared at Yu Wen with his big, sharp eyes like lanterns, trying to scare him. Not only was Yu Wen not scared, he even blinked his bigger and rounder cat eyes.

Director Gao: Provoking me! Director

Gao bit his cheek and suddenly smiled unhappily.

The little devil was ignorant and would pout at him for every word he said, but it was unexpectedly to his liking.

Gao Kaiyu had an impatient temper, but that didn't mean he liked others to be respectful to him. Yu Wen had a good grasp of the degree of being a troublemaker, which was neither offensive nor able to bring the two of them into a comfortable relationship.

I don't know if it was an accident or he was very clever. If it was the latter, he is very sensitive and has a good EQ.

Maybe he was born to do this.

-After

returning from the crew of "Feng Hua", Yu Wen has no job for the time being. He is just a happy salted fish squatting at home and getting a basic salary.

However, he still has to take acting and vocal lessons, after all, it costs money. When Xie Jiamao heard that he wanted to perform, sing and dance, he immediately wanted to hire a dance teacher for him, but Yu Wen refused - he had several years of ballet skills, and it would be difficult to change his power point in the short term. It would be better to focus all his energy on acting and vocals, which would be more cost-effective.

If it is not necessary, he doesn't even want to learn street dance. Changing styles is a very painful thing.

Xie Jiamao felt it was a pity, but he could only obey him. However, he still discussed with him to find a teacher to guide him first and feel the atmosphere.

Yu Wen readily agreed.

That afternoon, he rode his beloved donkey to the company. Although Starlight Media had just started, it had all the necessary facilities. There was a dance studio on the newly renovated tenth floor. When Yu Wen arrived, the door had already been opened a little, and faint and bright music came from inside.

The large French windows of the dance studio faced the windows of the building opposite. There was no anti-peeping film, and the main feature was to be unreserved. The people warming up inside had to pull up the thick black curtains on both sides. The bright daylight was tightly blocked outside. The yellow lights above the dance studio were on, shrouding the huge space and the people who were doing the activity in a dim and ambiguous atmosphere.

Yu Wen pushed the door open a little, and in the dim light, he saw the man's superior profile and a fleeting light at his ear.

Xie Jiamao said that the teacher who came to open the stove for him today was named Xie.

At this moment, Yu Wen should politely call him "Teacher Xie", but he opened his mouth and said, "Is it you? Cool guy."

Cool guy turned his head and his eyes stayed on his face for two seconds. His black eyelashes pressed down thoughtfully, and after a moment he said, "It's you."

Cool guy walked over, casually lifted the hem of his clothes to wipe the sweat, and his six-pack abs and thin waistline were clearly visible, which made Yu Wen's eyes greedy - he lied to the assistant director. In fact, his dream since childhood was not to be a big star, but to be a tall, thin and muscular cool guy.

Due to various reasons, this dream has remained a dream and has not come true.

"Yu Wen?" Cool Guy asked.

Yu Wen nodded, "So you are the dance teacher that President Xie hired for me. What a fate."

"...No." Cool Guy bent over to pick up the kettle, tilted his head back and took a sip, his Adam's apple moving up and down sexily.

"Ah?"

Cool Guy lowered his eyelashes, pursed his lips and pondered for a moment, "I have only danced for one year. I am not a professional dancer, so

I am not worthy of being called a teacher." Yu Wen flattered him, "You are so humble. I know you must be the company's specially hired choreographer, right..."

Cool guy still shook his head, too lazy to answer these questions. After chatting for a while, Yu Wen finally knew his name - Xie Heyu, which comes from "Crane's voice on the pine tree, spring in the clouds", which sounds very cultured.

Xie Jiamao said that today's class is just to feel the atmosphere, and he can just sit next to watch. Yu Wen happily obeyed and found a small corner by himself. There Xie Heyu played music to get a feel for it, and here he took out half a watermelon from his big backpack.

He also brought two spoons, worried that the dance teacher wanted to eat the watermelon without tools.

Teacher Xie rejected his enthusiastic invitation.

Xie Heyu was watching the video and performing his movements. He seemed to have not danced for a long time, so his movements were unfamiliar. He occasionally missed the details and looked careless and lazy. Yu Wen could see his skills and that he had not danced for at least two years.

However, some people have natural talent in their flesh and blood, and their body memory is deeper than their hippocampus. In a short while, Xie Heyu performed a vigorous dance with a completion rate of 80%.

Shifting weight, twisting hips, hitting points, waves... It is often said that it is difficult for tall and thin people to learn jazz dance well, but the fact is that people with long arms and legs look good when dancing, which is a very pleasant visual enjoyment.

After the dance, Xie Heyu stopped to drink water. Yu Wen clapped his hands like a seal. He didn't flatter her anymore, but his eyes were wide open and filled with praise.

Xie Heyu glanced at him, put his cup down and raised it again, twice, and finally turned his back to him.

Yu Wen: "?"

After dancing for two hours, when Yu Wen's watermelon was almost empty, Xie Heyu turned off the stereo and sat down against the mirror to rest.

The two of them were separated by a distance. There was a damp heat in the air. Xie Heyu's forehead was sweaty and he looked like he had just been pulled out of the water. Even his eyelashes were wet.

Yu Wen held the melon rind and chatted with him, asking him when he learned jazz.

"Graduated from high school." Xie Heyu lowered her head, her black hair covering her ear bones, and the black earrings that were different from last time were inset and delicate.

"My family wanted to arrange for me to enter the entertainment industry, so they urged me to participate in a talent show. I practiced singing and dancing for a while, but I didn't like it very much, so I put it aside."

This is Versailles, right? Right? Yu Wen thought sourly.

He practiced ballet for a few years under the influence of his mother, but he was the type without talent. His mother took his hand and said earnestly: "All roads lead to Rome, why hang yourself on a crooked tree? People still need a certain material foundation to live, what do you think?"

The implication was that if he continued to dance ballet, he would starve to death sooner or later.

Yu Wen had to give up the idea of ​​inheriting his mother's business with regret. He knew that he lacked some talent in dancing, so he never had much hope for dance-based singing and dancing.

Xie Heyu was a handsome man who spoke little and was introverted. Unless necessary, his responses were simple, such as "um", "oh", and "ok".

Yu Wen guessed that he probably didn't like others to be too enthusiastic towards him, but it was not good for the two of them to stay together without saying a word. They were not familiar with each other, and silence would only make it more awkward.

Yu Wen made small talk.

"What does Teacher Xie do?"

"...Studying."

"Wow, Teacher Xie is so young."

After a while.

Yu Wen: "Teacher Xie, is he in high school or college?"

"..."

"Probably college." Yu Wen got the answer from Xie Heyu's expression and nodded to himself.

He glanced at Xie Heyu and suddenly said, "Teacher Xie, your earrings are really nice."

Unlike the boring greetings before, this sentence was full of genuine sincerity.

Xie Heyu glanced at him sideways.

Two minutes later, the pure black ear clip on Xie Heyu's ear bone was put on Yu Wen's ear. The latter looked at the mirror, a little confused, "Isn't it an earring..."

"Today you're wearing an ear clip." Xie Heyu adjusted the position for him and whispered, "It fits very well."

"Really?" Yu Wen carefully looked at himself in the mirror. After a moment of daze, a sense of happiness came over him. He admired it like a peacock spreading its tail, and turned to ask Xie Heyu, "I feel it has a bit of the flavor of a trendy American street guy, what do you think?"

Xie Heyu was silent for two seconds under his weird metaphor, and nodded resignedly, "Yeah, yes."

Yu Wen was pleased.

He suddenly felt that Xie Heyu was extremely kind and lovely. He exchanged contact information attentively and asked for all the ear bone clips in Xie's shopping records. At the end, he said solemnly: "I will leave the ear bone clips to you in the future."

Xie Heyu is now a sophomore and has classes in the afternoon so he can't stay long. After packing up, the two said goodbye briefly.

Xie Heyu picked up his backpack and paused for no reason when he was about to go out. He held the door handle with one hand and looked back at Yu Wen.

"Have we met before?" he asked.