MTL - Lay Flowers To Plato-Chapter 9

Liang Xi didn't quite understand what "you people" really meant, so he chased after Bo Tu and said, "What are we people, can I be the same as someone named Luo? Oh, let me tell you, do you listen to me? Don't go so fast. !"

Botu kept walking, anxious to get out of here, and said, "Then you say, what do you like about me?"

Liang Xi said honestly, "You look good."

Bo Tu said coldly: "It's not surprising at all, so what's the difference between you and Luo? He also likes my face."

Liang Xi stared and said, "It's definitely not the same. I'm not that rude. I don't want to have a one-night stand with you at all."

A taxi came from a distance, Bo Tu reached out his hand to stop, turned to Liang Xi and said, "Then what do you want?"

When Liang Xi was staring at him like this, he became a little nervous and stumbled, "I want to... want to have **** with you... every night."

Bo Tu quickly turned his eyes away and said, "It's boring."

Liang Xi: "…"

The taxi stopped slowly beside them

Bo Tu spoke quickly and in a low voice: "Thank you for helping me. Since you said you don't want to be my buddy, then you will pretend not to know each other. Goodbye."

He opened the car door and got into the back seat, and said to the driver without pause, "Go."

My brother is very experienced in this kind of request, so he stepped on the accelerator immediately, and the taxi scurried out all the way, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The rest of Liang Xi stood on the side of the road, angry and depressed.

Berto said it was boring? What's so boring? Are you having fun with him every night? Or is it boring to have **** with him?

Liang Xi is usually a little narcissistic, and feels that he is good everywhere. He needs a face, a head, and an IQ.

And famous and rich.

There have always been people around him who are sticking to him, regardless of whether it is true or false, it has never been broken anyway. Liang Xi didn't like it at all, and felt that they were not as good-looking as they were.

He has been in the entertainment industry for five or six years, and he hasn't even spread a scandal. The media can see that this young man really dislikes others, and he just sends the right hype, it is estimated that he will be mad.

Just such a person, who would dare to believe that when he saw Bo Tu, his nervous calf was spinning.

This problem has been planted since ten years ago.

At that time, when he was just 20, he quarreled with his mother and ran away from home. After that, he began to see Tianer's mess. When he went out, he paid his father a few thousand yuan. After a few days, the construction was completed. There is a street stall selling fake jerseys at the exit. One can earn forty-three for fifty, and it is worth a lot of money. You have no discussion.

On the fourth day of the sale, he noticed Berto.

At that time, Bo Tu looked better than now. He was the kind that didn't open his eyes. He had a small face, a small nose and a small mouth. He had big eyes on his entire face, a pointed chin, and a white school uniform t-shirt. Same as coming out.

Liang Xi was a killer at the time, and he had no resistance at all to such a clean and good-looking little boy.

He doesn't want to sell jerseys anymore. He waits for the subway to enter the station at 6:30 in the afternoon every day. Sometimes he arrives earlier and sometimes later. Botu always carries a one-shoulder schoolbag by himself. The black headphone cable of the repeater came out of the bag. He only wore one to listen to it, and the other was drooping beside it and ignored it.

Even the headphone cable on his shoulders, Liang Xi thought it looked great.

He knew he was fascinated by this younger high school student.

At that time, he didn't think his outfit was very strange. At that time, this kind of dress just became popular, and it was still different from the later killing Matt. Liang Xi really felt that he was more handsome.

When Bo Tu walked past his stall, he deliberately made some noise, such as talking loudly, pretending to be handsome with a cigarette in his mouth, swearing a few swear words... In short, he was stupid.

But looking at it now, Bo Tu can remember him, probably because he was too stupid at that time.

He secretly thought about Bo Tu for two months, and he didn't dare to take the initiative to talk to others.

One day it was almost seven o'clock, and Bo Tu still hadn't come back. He was impatient to wait, really anxious to go to the toilet, and asked the next door seller of pirated books to watch the stall for a few minutes. When he rushed back in a hurry, he saw Bo Tu standing in front of his booth, stuffing a jersey into his schoolbag.

Liang Xi immediately persuaded, and took small steps in a silly way.

As soon as he walked behind Bo Tu, Bo Tu turned around and left the station, leaving a fresh youthful body odor in the air.

The seller of pirated books gave him fifty yuan and said he would sell one for him. Liang Xi clutched the fifty dollars and wanted to lie down on the rails.

Then he made up his mind that he must speak to Bo Tu the next day, and said...the wrong money.

He forgot that it happened to be a Friday, and there were no weekend high school classes for the next two days.

He endured for two days until 6:30 p.m. on Monday, waiting for Bo Tu through the autumn water. Waited until after nine o'clock.

Then, Bo Tu never appeared at Gongqiao West Subway Station again.

More than three months later, Liang Xi learned Bo Tu's name from the entertainment page of the newspaper.

He felt that if it weren't for the fact that Bo Tu quickly became so popular that he couldn't escape anywhere, maybe he would have forgotten Bo Tu soon.

But like this, he casually glanced at the web page when he was surfing the Internet, glanced up at the billboard when crossing the road, went out to play and glanced at the poster of the movie theater, and he couldn't hide his face anywhere.

Then Liang Xi accepted his fate and obediently **** to Bo Tu's photo.

After a few years, when he saw the real Botu again, he immediately felt that two legs were soft and the third one was hard.

The tongue that usually blooms like a knot is like a knot, and all the cleverness has run out, and he doesn't even have the courage to say hello to Bo Tu.

Am I the idiot I was ten years ago? Am I the idiot who has a crush on you for ten years? Am I the idiot who started having a crush on you ten years ago?

When he saw Peto, he couldn't remember anything except these three sentences.

What he told Bo Tu was the truth, he didn't want to be a buddy with Bo Tu at all, he just wanted to have **** with him.

Now, he was rejected by Bo Tu with a "boring". It's just so miserable.

This feeling of disappointment and loss is so similar to that day ten years ago.

The only difference is that he doesn't want to lie on the rails today.

He thought optimistically, at least there was progress, he and Bo Tu had talked so much, and hugged him by the waist, and finally confessed.

Life is moving forward in twists and turns.

The same is true for chasing male gods, don't be too anxious, this time will not work, there will be another time, and the next time will not work, and there will be next time.

On his terms, Berto would fall in love with him sooner or later.

Liang Xi thought for a long time in the night wind, slowly became happy, whistled lightly and returned to drive.

He decided to go home and slap the last tube of the photo of Berto to commemorate - he fired the first shot in pursuit of Berto.

Zhou Niansen asked Bo Tu to go to the company to talk about a new job.

This time, Bo Tu took a full 20 days of rest, which was rare in his previous vacation records. Since he entered the industry at the age of seventeen, he became famous all over the world. Except for the first half year of the college entrance examination, he never took a long vacation.

He doesn't come to the company often, and Zhou Niansen will take care of anything in the company. Aside from the emotional problems between them, after ten years of cooperation, they still have a certain tacit understanding on work issues.

For example, Zhou Niansen knew very well what kind of work Bo Tu likes and what kind of work he doesn't like.

As soon as Bo Tu entered the door, he knew that Zhou Niansen was probably taking on the type of role he disliked.

Bo Tu is not afraid of playing ugly, nor does he hate playing the villain. But he doesn't like to evolve, and he doesn't take extreme **** scenes.

Bo Tu sat down opposite Zhou Niansen's desk and asked, "What role?"

"It's a shootout film, co-produced with Hong Kong," Zhou Niansen said, twisting a pen in both hands, "the film party wants you to play a middle role, not a villain, but a drug addict."

Bo Tu flipped through the script and quickly said, "There is a self-mutilation scene."

Zhou Niansen leaned forward and said, "Don't just see it there. The director of this play is Huang Weihua, and this character has a lot of inner drama, so he will definitely win an award."

Bo Tu threw the script on the table and said with little interest, "No answer."

Zhou Niansen was very helpless and said: "I know you don't like to play this, but you haven't won an award for almost four years, and now many people outside are saying that Bo Tu has reached a bottleneck period, and you need a trophy to stop their mouths. "

"Who said I didn't win an award?" Bai Tu said, "I often win awards online, and various voting lists are simply overwhelming."

Zhou Niansen said: "What's the point of that kind of award? You don't need fans' affirmation now, what you need is the affirmation of the film festival jury."

Bo Tu snorted and said, "I don't think so, it's the fans who support me, not the jury."

Zhou Niansen said with a funny and angry expression: "Don't raise the bar with me, go back and think about it, and consider my suggestion."

Bo Tu refused: "You don't need to think about it, you can go back directly."

Zhou Niansen restrained his smile and said after a while, "It's okay if you don't want to play the **** scene, I'll get you stuck in a too perverted role, but this scene isn't too much, and the self-mutilation scene can only be edited for one piece at most. For more than a minute, why did you go against your will, and you didn't want to accept it?"

Bo Tu squinted at him, and said not very happy: "With me, bed scenes, perversions and self-mutilation are the same thing. I'm sick, don't you know?"

Zhou Niansen: "…"