MTL - Cāi Cāi-Chapter 70 Act Nine "The Secret That Cannot Be Told" ④

Act Nine "The Secret You Cannot Tell" 4

The voice actors are not like ordinary white-collar workers, so there is no so-called working or off-hours. As long as you have a job, you will enter the recording studio when you arrive at the company, and you can leave when you have finished recording. If you don't schedule work for several days, you don't need to go to the company to report.

However, as a company owner, Tan Yiming has always been diligent. Even if he doesn't need to enter the shed today, he will come to the company early to do some administrative work.

But in the last two weeks, the young girl at the front desk found out why they talked about the class leader coming late.

He had appeared in the company at 9 am before, but in recent days, he often stepped into the door of the company at 10 o'clock.

Gu Liang also felt strange, and asked him, "Did you sleep well lately? Get up too late? The company is not far from your home, even if you walk, it will be half an hour."

Tan Yiming said, "Oh, my tenant is a little far from work. You also know the subway station in front of my house. Every morning, it will take half an hour to get in, and three cars will be available. . Anyway, we don't need to check in, so I will drop him off at the terminus, there is a seat there. "

The problem is that the terminus is not far from his home, but you have to drive around the viaduct for twenty minutes. He said, "By the way," I don't know how much time it will take.

Gu Liang was shocked: "You are really twenty-four filial hosts, and you even have to pick up and drop off!"

Where does he know that the twenty-four filial lords not only pack transportation, but also eat.

After a while, Xiang Guai will set off to the southwest. Happy Pancake is a very mature stage play company. In addition to Xiang Guai, the other actors who played with him are signing artists for Pancake. The reason why Xiang Guai can become a corner of airborne is because the producer saw him in " Outstanding performance from a fan letter.

Xiang Gu is under great pressure. In recent times, he has worked extremely hard. In order to protect his throat, he has rejected all iced, spicy, and salty foods. Every day when he goes home, he cooks noodles in water, cuts cucumbers, Eat vegetables like tomatoes and mushrooms. He pays great attention to nutritional matching, insists on one poached egg for each meal, and replaces it with chicken breast after the egg is eaten.

Tan Yiming asked him: "Eating noodles every day is too monotonous. Why not make some stir-fry or something?"

Xiang Gu answered, "It's not tiring to cook, but chopping vegetables, washing rice, and washing pots and pans are too tiring. I want to sleep when I get home, and I don't want to walk upright anymore."

So the next day, Tan Yiming "accidentally" made two more dishes and left them on the dinner table. There is a thin layer of rice left in the pot, which is just enough for a bowl.

Xiang Guai: "..."

He looked at the hot meals, and then looked at Tan Yiming, who was working hard in the living room. He whispered a thank you, and sat down and finished eating.

Tan Yiming made three consecutive meals, and Xiang Gui ate three consecutive meals.

On the morning of the fourth day, Tan Yiming just went to bed and saw five red banknotes on the coffee table in the living room.

Tan Yiming's gestures in one hand asked, "What is this?"

Xiang Gu answered, "This is the money for the meal, the car, and the money for not bathing the lizard."

Tan Yiming looked at those banknotes and felt terribly hot. But he also knew that if he did not accept it, I am afraid that Xiang Guai would never sit in his co-pilot seat, and would not even eat a grain of rice.

In the end, Xiang Gui used this method to make up for the rent.

...

Come in for an emergency job this weekend. One of the satellite TV dramas to be broadcast next week was suddenly notified by the review department above that "multiple episodes of lines involve sensitive content and need to be revised again."

The show was finished last year, and it was said to be broadcast early this year, but it was dragged until September. This is a modern drama. The modern drama is highly time-effective and it is most likely to be out of date. If it can't be broadcast at this time, it will be dragged on to next year.

Therefore, the producer called the emergency call and asked him to quickly organize a supplementary recording.

In the small recording studio, editors, screenwriters, dubbing directors, and voice actors crowded together, and all of them got red eyes, throat candy, coffee, and Red Bull stuffed into the stomach.

After Tan Yiming finished recording, struggling to drive home, before falling to the bedroom, he fell asleep on the sofa.

He fell asleep for more than ten hours, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already the next afternoon.

He was still lying on the sofa in the living room, but with a pillow under his head and a blanket on his body. The air conditioner was set at a comfortable twenty-six degrees, the curtains were tightly closed, and an elegant and soothing lavender aroma was floating in the air.

Tan Yiming froze for a while, then lifted the blanket and sat up.

Then he realized that he was still wearing the suit he was using for the recording, and he had become crumpled because he had slept all night. However, all the buttons on him were unbuttoned, and the sultry belt was pulled out and rolled up on the coffee table.

Needless to say, all this could only be done by another resident in the family.

Tan Yiming was dazed, and the kitchen door suddenly opened.

Xiang Gu held a bowl of porridge in his left hand, a dish of pickles in his right hand, a pair of chopsticks in his mouth, opened the door with his butt, and walked backward into the living room like a juggler.

Tan Yiming: "..."

He bit his chopsticks in Guai's mouth and asked indistinctly: "Well?"

Tan Yiming: "Well, just woke up." As soon as the kitchen door opened, the light but seductive aroma of rice porridge fluttered out. Tan Yiming's last meal was eaten 24 hours ago. Like Lei Ming, he licked his dry lips and asked, "How much porridge do you make?"

Nodded to Guess: "Hey."

Tan Yiming: "It's all right, you can eat this bowl, I'll go to the bowl myself."

Xiang Gui said, "Well."

Tan Yiming pretended not to hear. He raised his hand and touched the stabbing jaw of Hu Zha, and planned to go to the bath and brush his teeth after eating.

Two minutes later, Tan Yiming and Xiang Gui sat down on each side of the table. On the table between them, there were two dishes, and fried eggs and luncheon meat.

Xiang Gu always eats in the school cafeteria, and his cooking skills are limited. For the first time, he cooked porridge in a pressure cooker. Fortunately, he fools the whole process. He saves no effort except for rice washing and pumpkin cutting.

Tan Yiming was blowing the air conditioner, swallowing the sweet and thick pumpkin rice porridge with a big mouth, only felt that a burst of heat rose from his stomach, and then gradually flowed to the extremities, filling his empty heart inch by inch.

Xiang Gu is not very hungry, holding the porridge bowl and drinking slowly. He doesn't like to eat hot food, so he must blow it before he can enter. But even so, his lips were red with porridge, and the tip of his pink tongue flashed between the two rows of shell teeth.

Between them, there is nothing to talk about.

"I didn't go home the night before and I couldn't get through to the phone. As soon as I came back yesterday, I fell asleep on the sofa and couldn't wake up. I thought you were sick."

"We are in a hurry to work these days. When entering the recording studio, the mobile phone must be turned off. I forgot to tell you in advance." Tan Yiming said quickly, "Sorry, if I can't go home at night next time, I will tell you in advance . "

After saying this, Tan Yiming felt as if something had changed. He finally had someone in his family waiting for him to go home, even though he and Xiangchai were just "roommates".

Xiang Guai didn't seem to notice the subtle changes in Tan Yiming's tone. He got up and filled Tan Yiming with another bowl of porridge. Then he said, "Fortunately, I will be home when you come back. If you come back two days later, No one knows you passed out on the sofa. "

Tan Yiming reacted for a while before realizing what he was saying: "Are you going to tour?"

"Well, tomorrow's plane." Xiang Guai said, "The producer took two days off and let us go home to pack our luggage and adjust the state. The props have been shipped in advance, and the rehearsal will be performed directly after landing. The premiere will be the day after tomorrow."

Tan Yiming didn't expect time to pass so fast. It felt like they had ushered in differences before they had been together for a few days.

Tan Yiming cheered up and asked him, "Is the luggage packed? Can I help you?"

"It's been done a long time ago." Xiang Guai's chopsticks inadvertently drew circles in the porridge bowl and said trivial things in his mouth, "I don't have anything to take, just bring a few to change clothes."

"What time is the plane tomorrow? I'll take you to the airport?"

"No, there is a car to pick me up."

Tan Yiming paused and asked tentatively, "... is Cen Manchuan?"

"No." Xiang Gusu said that he had broken up with Cen Manchuan, but he got to his mouth, and for some reason swallowed it.

When Xiang Guai was unwilling to talk with Yiming, he always felt embarrassed when he could not speak.

"It's a crew car, a bus that can pick up all colleagues."

The two lived under the same roof, and Tan Yiming was a little worried that Xiang Guai would bring his boyfriend back overnight. He knew that some landlords would talk to tenants in advance before renting a house, and they would not be allowed to return to live with the opposite sex. However, Cen Manchuan is not of the opposite sex, and Xiang Gui is not an ordinary tenant.

Tan Yiming was a bit masochistic. He prepared one, two or three emergency plans in advance. He worried that one day he would open the door and found that Cen Manchuan was really standing in his living room / bathroom / kitchen. By then, he must not show anything unnatural. look.

Fortunately, he and Xiangchai have lived together for more than half a month, and have never met Cen Manchuan once.

Moreover, he noticed something wrong--why did Xiang Guai never contact Cen Manchuan?

He has seen many people fall in love. Three telephone calls a day are absolutely necessary. Even if you do n’t call, you have to talk about WeChat all the time. As long as I speak, it's "My target day ..." "My boyfriend said ..." "My girlfriend asked me ..."

But these signs did not appear to Xiang Guai.

Tan Yiming couldn't help thinking, could it be that two people broke up?

But the idea only appeared for a few seconds and he was annihilated by himself. Xiang Gu is independent, and love will not stick together; Xiang Gu is busy with work, the phone can be called during rehearsal; Xiang Gu pays attention to **, do not want to talk with others about emotional topics ...

Tan Yiming prepared thousands of reasons, telling himself that Xiang Gu and Cen Manchuan had stable relationships, and he could not step in; but at the same time, he was rather villain hoping that they would break up and give him the opportunity to approach the boy.

The two played a mystery with each other, and no one dared to take a step further.

...

After dinner, it's still early, Tan Yiming asked Xiang Guxiang if he wanted to watch a movie.

Although there is no TV in his living room, the curtain is hidden in the ceiling, so he can use it with the projector.

Ask Guess, "What are you looking at?"

Tan Yiming: "Star Wars."

Tan Yiming is not a fan of Star Wars, but he likes this magnificent and romantic story. There is also a Millennium Falcon in his transparent coffee table.

Who thought, Xiang Gu refused politely: "I don't like watching science fiction movies."

Tan Yiming: "!!!"

Sly said to Guai: "You said, I have the right to express my dislike."

Tan Yiming: "..." He surrendered: "Well, what do you want to see? I have all the members of the video site, which adds up to nearly a hundred dollars a month, and it is wasted without watching it."

I thought to myself, "In fact, I rarely watch movies, so why don't you go to the movies?"

Tan Yiming: "..."

This requirement is not excessive. Over the past few years, Tan Yiming hasn't counted how many works he has matched. He has him in movies, him in animations, and him in games. After becoming a voice actor, his old classmates occasionally sent him messages saying that he heard his voice in what movies.

Tan Yiming is extremely proud of this-but all of this is before Xiang Guai said he would listen to his work.

It's strange. He obviously has a lot of fans and rich experience, but now he has a kind of feeling ugly in front of his sweetheart.

However, he couldn't hold back Xiang Gu's request, and Tan Yiming showed him a work of his own.

He was very clever and "choose poison with poison" and chose a work starring Chen Ziran. According to the drama, Chen Ziran is regarded as the male No. 2 and the early Playboy. He loves the heroine, but is angry and blackened. The whole story requires more dog blood, more dog blood, and more abuse.

Tan Yiming voiced Chen Ziran's dad, an overbearing old president, and the most commonly spoken line was "you son!"

Tan Yiming did a good job. Xiang Gui didn't insist on the role of Tan Yiming's voice.

This is Xiang Guai's first time watching Chen Ziran's play. In Xiang Guai's memory, his impression of Chen Ziran stays in the appearance of tearing up and tearing up every time he tears, but it is such a funny role. Become the second male and female ghost in the play, handsome, posing, crying, chasing the bus ... When Xiang Guai saw Chen Ziran holding a bunch of flowers in the rainy weather, he finally couldn't stand it. Raised his hand to declare surrender.

To the guess accused Tan Yiming: "You are too despicable!"

But he laughed as he talked, not looking angry at all.

Tan Yiming also laughed and asked him, "Are you still watching?"

"You're so insincere." Xiang Gui shed tears in his eyes, "I don't want to see."

Tan Yiming, who thought he would be clumsy, hurriedly asked for mercy.

Xiangchai prolonged his voice: "You've all seen the musicals I played, but you haven't allowed me to watch your movie?"

In fact, Tan Yiming's works are everywhere on the Internet. Xiang Guai has read a lot and heard a lot.

Tan Yiming quibbleed: "I was in a theater by mistake ..."

Xiang Guai: "Okay! It turns out you don't want to watch my show at all."

Tan Yiming said that everything was wrong, and he could only admit it.

The two talked for a while, and it was getting late.

They are sitting on the same sofa, and when they get up, their bodies get closer and closer. When Xiangchai realized it, he could almost feel the heat of talking about Yiming.

Soon, Xiang Gui also felt that his body was hot, but he was a little confused, which was his gradually rising body temperature, or the temperature passed by Tan Yiming.

He staggered a bit awkwardly, and Tan Yiming woke up like a dream, and quickly moved out a few centimeters.

The two look at the left and one at the right. One takes a water glass and one takes fruit. In short, we should avoid each other.

Tan Yiming coughed twice, and found nothing to say: "That ... yes, I've always been curious. When you dance, you often have a circle movement in place, don't you faint?"

Xiang Guai knew that he was deliberately shifting the topic, and he also pretended to say easily: "It will faint at the beginning of practice, but it wo n’t faint after practice. In fact, if you pay careful attention, you will find that our body rotates and our head rotates The speed is different, this is called 'retaining the head' and shaking the head. "

This action is not easy to explain. Xiang Gu simply took the opportunity to jump from the sofa to the ground, away from talking.

He didn't change his dance shoes, just barefoot, with scars crisscrossed across the knife, stood in front of the projection screen.

The projection is very bright, because it enters the standby state, so a random distorted color light is projected. Those abstract rays of light projected on the boy, turning him into a stream of consciousness painting.

And his eyebrows, his hands and feet, are part of the painting.

He stood still with his hands on his waist.

"Take the example of panning. When we just practiced this movement, the teacher would repeatedly emphasize that no matter how we rotate, our visual focus must fall on the audience. In short, I just keep watching the audience because I want to put The most beautiful side of him is left to the people in the audience. "He said, his feet were T-shaped, and his whole body turned back diagonally.

When his body was spinning, his head did not turn with his shoulders, but twisted, maintaining the direction of looking at Tan Yiming.

Then his body was twisted again, and the second step came out, but at this time his body had returned to its original position! With a quick shake of his head, he simply finished the action of retaining his head and shaking his head.

"No ... wait, wait, slow down, how did you turn around?" Tan Yiming rubbed his eyes. "Two steps turned 360 °. What's wrong with your head, you take advantage of it Did you just twist it? "

Xiang Gui was amused. He simply put it in slow motion and dismantled the panning.

"The first step turned-stayed, the second step turned-shook his head. Then connected-"

The boy was spinning barefoot, obviously the easiest way to get started, but he did it so pleasingly. His movements are neat and clean, without any redundancy, his legs, his waist, his shoulders, his neck, his stretched arms ... every muscle is so agile.

The projection changed, and his rotation speed became faster and faster.

He gradually increased the difficulty, from a flat turn to a four-position turn, from an idle turn to a side leg turn.

Keep your head-spin.

Shake-spin.

His body shattered the projection, and his feet, once crushed by fate, carried his weight.

...

A few years ago, Xiang Gui read such a post on the Internet: If you wrote a love sentence with your major, how would you write it?

A dancer said: "You are the point I am looking for every time I keep my head and shake my head."

Xiang Gui smiled, but the sentence was always engraved in his mind.

He sometimes asks himself, can he really find that point?

And now, in this living room, right before the glare of the projection lights, Xiang Guai found it.

With each rotation, his eyes stared at the direction of Tan Yiming.

Rotating again and again, eyes touching again and again, nostalgia.

From beginning to end, he did not look away from Guess.

— And Tan Yiming is the same.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I went to watch a ballet today, but the update was late!

But this chapter can be regarded as a sentiment. Xd

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