Chapter 19 unspoken rules of drama

A high-pitched voice rang in my ear: Qin Qing, you are not alone! Looking at this high-end decorated room, and then touching the only 500 yuan left in his pocket, tears kept shaking on his face: In today's society, men and women are really too unequal! ! While sighing, I quickly repacked my odds and ends into the bag, and hurriedly prepared to run away again. As soon as I got to the door, Huang Mao pressed the doorknob first, and looked at me with pursed lips: "What did you just say? What's the meaning?" I froze: "Which sentence?" His eyes drooped slightly, his expression still tense: "That's what Qian said."

I thought for a while: "You were sneaked by him?" He was very serious: "I want to listen to what I just said." I guessed again: "Uh... You won't be sneaked by him, right?" He shook his head: "It's still a little less." I continued to guess: "You...you shouldn't be sneaked by him, right?!" His voice was very deep: "No." Seeing his serious expression, I was angry! Sister, I'm running for my life now, I'm free to play here with you I guess I guess I guess guess what? !I pushed him hard: "Get out of the way!" He was caught off guard and pushed aside by me. I quickly opened the door and rushed out. I went down two steps of stairs and turned around again, only to see him standing in the door with his head bowed. Hanging down, there was a look of pain on his face.

Originally, I wanted to tell him not to follow me, to make a small report to Song Ziyan, but seeing him like this, I couldn't say anything more. In fact, I am very aware of the reason for his suffering. As a man, when someone discovers his secret of "going through the back door", he naturally feels extremely embarrassed and anxious.Such a handsome young lady who is easy to bully and bully has such a dejected look on her face, I can't help but sigh: Song Jingui, a vile and shameless co-ed, you are really evil~~~~ He went back to school cruelly, and when he returned to the dormitory, he found that Sun Yunyun, who had been looking for a job in other places a few days ago, was still there, and was sobbing softly, while Xiao Xue was comforting her.

To be honest, Xiao Xue and I have always hated to see Sun Yunyun, she is even more mean when she speaks harshly, because you can turn her face into a mule's father with a little water from her, but seeing her swollen eyes, I still feel very sad Yes, hurried over and asked: "What's wrong?" She sobbed softly and didn't speak, and I'm not a person with poor eyesight, so I just stood aside and only helped pass a towel, tissue or something.When she was tired from crying, I gave Xiao Xue a wink and came out one after the other. When I got to the stairwell outside, I hurriedly asked: "What happened?" Sun Yunyun is very difficult to deal with, but her shell is definitely a diamond brand. In the past four years, I have not seen her cry.

Xiao Xue explained: "Isn't this May Day, their company organizes a trip." ……the same with me. "Their boss followed suit." ...the plot is similar. "A group of them drank, and colleagues poured water on her, and Sun Yunyun drank too much." ... I have no one to drink, so I drank too much. "When she went back to her room to rest, that shameless boss also followed in, and wanted to do that to her..." Sweat drippingly asked: "Did his boss succeed?" Xiao Xue looked indignant: "He dares! Sun Yunyun woke up just as he was touching and kissing, and ran away quickly. She called me on the train back, and I asked for leave to pick her up. She has been crying since the morning Yeah, it makes me sick to think about it."

She said that the eyes that looked at me could burst into flames. Girls usually need a sympathy when chatting, whether they are nympho together or share the same hatred, but this time it is a bit difficult. Sun Yunyun has been crying all day like this, and I have no tears Didn't drop it, isn't it a bit shameless... Under Xiao Xuezhuo's eyes seeking approval, I smiled unnaturally and changed the subject: "Then what are you going to do now?" Xiao Xue spat hard: "I can't have a job, fuck me! It's so fucking boring, fortunately, that beast is in XX City, otherwise I would find some clean hands and feet, and I would chop off whichever hand he touched. hand, which mouth he kisses, I will cut his mouth!"

Xiao Xue told me about the situation in her family. Their folk customs are relatively tough, and her brother is the most typical representative of tough folk customs. This moment is her most queenly moment in the past four years. But I don't have time to worship, I just silently think about how Song Ziyan was made into a stick... or castrated... I read in a book that women are far more resilient than men, and this point is perfectly interpreted by Sun Yunyun.The next morning, she returned to her usual holding posture, and we tacitly agreed, as usual, as if nothing had happened. Xiao Xue asked for a three-day leave, Sun Yunyun submitted his resume online, and I shrank my head and hid like a tortoise, so the three of us stayed in the dormitory until the end of the May Day holiday.I set a separate ringtone for Song Jingui on my mobile phone. I was afraid to hear it, but I wanted to hear it all the time, but I didn't hear it even once...

As the days passed by, I admitted sadly that I was given a white dive by him... And thinking that maybe he is now writing couplets with his arms around another me or another yellow-haired romantic, I am even more depressed... On this day, I was sluggish, and Xiao Xue pulled me up from the bed, I was powerless: "What are you doing?" She swiped open a poster, which was dimly lit, and there were two people standing in the haze, a man and a woman, back to back, one looking up at the sky and the other looking down at the ground, looking melancholy.There are two lines of big characters written in cursive next to it: one generation, one couple, lovesickness and not blind date.

The artistic conception and the poetry have feeling, very feeling.But when I saw the title next to it, I was embarrassed. The Love of the White-haired Girl. Screenwriter, Qin Qing. =.= It's obviously a pool of dog blood, but it still has to be very artistic, what a bad idea! I turned around in a lack of interest, but was pulled over by Xiao Xue: "Today's party, let's hurry up and watch the rehearsal first!" "You've read the script, why do you want to watch the rehearsal?" She is not usually such a busy person. "You know what?! The school newspaper has featured several issues, and today a reporter is interviewing you in the background." Xiao Xue cheered me up.

I didn't know until I got to the backstage that Ya just came to see my jokes. I was sitting there, a junior was sitting across from me holding a notebook, and another junior squatted down and stood up to take pictures of me from time to time, plus Xiao Xue’s expression of watching a monkey show made me feel hard . When we arrived, the last rehearsal was over, and I almost fainted from the cast list.Huang Shiren is a boy in our class who is famous for his temper and bad face. The white-haired girl is a girl in the class who looks cold and looks like she owes her two hundred dollars. She has two facial paralysis.Although I don't want to see it, it's a play I made up after all. I really can't bear to watch it being ruined, so when I passed by the two male and female protagonists who changed their costumes, I walked over with my eyes closed.

But the junior reporter was very fascinated by it, her eye circles were still a little red when she saw me.As soon as I knew that I was a screenwriter, I reached out and grabbed my paw and shook it excitedly for ten minutes, and suddenly I had a superstar halo on my head. Reminded by the boy who took the picture, she finally took the notebook and began to ask seriously: "Senior Qin, the play you wrote has attracted strong attention in the school before it was released. Many people who have seen the rehearsal said it The play aroused their thinking about love. What is love? Is love always accompanied by pain? Is it for love or for abuse? If a love is only joy and smoothness, is it still love? About these Topic, I don't know what answer you have, Senior Sister Qin." Before this posture, I didn't know where to put my hands and feet: "...I really haven't thought about such a profound question." She continued to stare: "May I ask Senior Sister Qin, does the white-haired girl love and hate Huang Shiren, or hate and love?" I thought about it, and seriously proposed: "How about...you ask her?" She then changed the question: "Then can you analyze the role of Huang Shiren?" This question is simple, I answered: "Just a pervert." She looked at me, stunned, twitched the corner of her mouth twice, put down the book, and started to ask me some easier questions: "This play ended in tragedy, I don't know what do you think is the biggest tragedy in reality, Senior Sister Qin?" ? Or which words and sentences make you feel the most uncontrollable sadness?" As soon as I said this, I felt a little sad immediately, my brows were furrowed, my eyelids drooped, and I raised my head after a while, sighing infinitely: "Yes, four words." "Which four words?" "Insufficient balance." "Pfft!" Xiao Xue laughed, and the junior who took the picture also laughed.Although I'm telling the truth, everyone should be able to hear the irony. In such a bloody and sensational plot, these little sisters have made so many things. I am quite tired of it.But the little sister obviously didn't notice it, and after a while, she said sweetly, "Sister Qin, you're so funny." She stood up and shook hands with me: "Sister, don't worry, today's screening will be a success." , I will definitely give you a surprise by then." A little girl like you who is still immersed in the romance, don't be surprised, the shock is almost the same, but I still shook hands very friendly, and sent her out with an amiable senior look. After sending her out, my whole face was wrinkled into a yellow lotus, Xiao Xue still didn't forget to come over and make fun of me: "You're welcome enough." I didn't know how popular it was until the six o'clock play was officially staged.The auditorium was packed with people, and backstage I heard the applause and sobs outside.Needless to say, what our monitor did this time was really perfect.The male lead's habitual facial paralysis is callous, and the heroine's expressionless face is called indifferent. These two characters paired with the sad and sensational background music are really deceiving enough to make people cry. I peeked out through the curtain secretly, and the heroine on the stage knelt on the ground and begged, "Why won't you let me go?" The male lead charmingly sneered coldly: "I'm in heaven, so you stay with me in heaven, and I'm in hell, so I drag you into hell. I know you don't love me, but even if I die, I want you to die with me." .” The little girl below looked sobbing again, staring intently, while the boy looked like he was defecating.Fortunately, 80% of the college is girls, and the other 20% of the alien Shangfeng are also girls. Otherwise, the boys who were dragged by Shangfeng to watch such a drama would definitely have stripped me alive . Xiao Xue who poked her head on the other side called me: "Qin Qing, you are really famous this time, even the old dean is here!" "The old dean?!" I exclaimed, isn't this purely for student entertainment?How could someone from the school come?Come on, come on, is it still the old dean who is so respected and respected? ! Xiao Xue pointed: "Here, in the middle of the third row of the auditorium." I looked over, and saw a curly-haired old woman wearing half-rim glasses. It was the kind and dignified face on the school bulletin board.I sigh, her deeds are talked about every day in school, but this is the first time I have seen a real person. Out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly saw a familiar figure next to the old dean. Then why is that white gown so similar to the one worn by a convulsive sex doctor...? After a few serious glances, a gust of cool wind slowly rose from the back of my head, and I moved my eyes to the other side of the white coat with a stiff face...the neatly pressed shirt...the handsome and elegant figure... Looking at the stage for a moment, Song Ziyan, who was different from other boys with a deflated face and a deep smile in his eyes, seemed to be aware of my gaze. He turned slightly and nodded at me almost imperceptibly, with his lips The smile on the side is deeper... A cold wind blew rhythmically along my back... In this ice cave, I heard Xiao Xue muttering to himself: "Song Ziyan is actually sitting with the old dean. It seems that the rumors are true. He is indeed the grandson of the old dean." My lips were trembling, and my steps moved back slowly, trying to slip away again, but someone pushed me from behind, and I staggered and was pushed onto the stage, in the standard posture of flattening the sand and falling geese with my butt backwards. I got up and patted the dirt. It turned out that the play was over, and several leading actors and directors were standing there in a row.And the one who pushed me up just now was the elementary school girl who interviewed me. She held a microphone and introduced to the audience: "I would like to introduce to everyone, this is the screenwriter of this play, senior sister Qin Qing from the English Department!" I couldn't hear the applause below, but looked at Song Ziyan, who was applauding slowly and talking to the old man sideways, in horror, my mind was blank.That school girl grabbed my sleeve and pulled me to the middle of the stage. I looked at her smiling sweetly, wanting to cry, school girl, you must be a little surprised by this surprise. But obviously I underestimated her fighting power. Next, she stretched out her hand and made a gesture of invitation to the backstage: "Let us welcome senior Qin Qing's rumored boyfriend, the teaching secretary of the English Department, with even warmer applause, Renja!" Ouch, mother, let me die! ! But amidst the warmer applause, the coquettish teacher, who has always been pushy, appeared on the stage. One paw was placed on my shoulder, and the other kept waving to greet the audience.Taking advantage of people not paying attention, I complained in a low voice: "What are you doing out here?" He took it for granted: "Aren't I your rumored boyfriend?" I secretly pinched him with my hands below: "Aren't you afraid that your value will plummet?!" He whispered: "Isn't your value rising now? Brother, I will use you to get to the top." =.= I was speechless, and turned my eyes to the auditorium. Song Ziyan folded his arms and looked at the two of us. The strange thing is... the smile on his mouth was deeper than before... But...but isn't it a little too deep, isn't it a little bit weird... Also... He is obviously smiling, but why do I feel like my whole body is shivering from the cold... Why...why there is a villain singing RAP in my head all the time: OH~~YEAH~YEAH~~Check on! Cheak on!Qin Qing, you are dead, you are dead this time, you have to die, you are dead, you are dead...