Let it go, rainbow fart

Chapter 12

Ning Han seldom posts on Moments, and even if he does, it's mostly landscape photos.

Holding the mobile phone, Qiao Shuran scrolled through his boyfriend's circle of friends one by one, laughing and rolling back and forth on the bed, like a rolling glutinous rice sausage.

He was looking at Ning Han's circle of friends!How good and capable he is, how lucky he is to have Ning Han's WeChat account!

When Qiao Shuran scrolls through other people's circle of friends, he mostly looks at the flowers on horseback, but when he scrolls through Ning Han's circle of friends, he can't wait to read with a magnifying glass in his left hand and a microscope in his right hand, as if doing academic research or reading comprehension.

For example, this one-

It was a landscape photo taken by Ning Han with his mobile phone. At that time, he was shooting a poster on the Aegean Sea in Greece. Looking out from the window of the hotel, the blue curtains were slightly moved by the sea breeze. Sparkling under the golden sun, a piece of pure sea and sky meet.

Ning Han lamented the pleasant scenery, and casually took this picture of pure and stunning blue.

Caption: "The curtains are blue."

Qiao Shuran thought carefully, what kind of thoughts and feelings did Ning Han express in this passage?

Let's analyze this question carefully, why are the curtains blue...

Answer: Blue represents hope, and it positively reflects Ning Han's bright and bright mood because of the smooth shooting at that time, as well as his eager hope for his future career.

Full marks for the correct answer!

Qiao Shuran continued to brush with great interest.

finally!It is rare to have a photo that is not a landscape.

In the photo, Ning Han posted a bunch of letters written by fans, filled a large box, there must be hundreds or thousands of letters.

Accompanying text: "I bought a box to hold my heart."

Qiao Shuran covered her mouth desperately, but the scream still leaked out from between her fingers.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

If other Little Lemons can see this circle of friends, they will definitely be like him——

Immerse yourself in this sweet honeypot!Beat the waves briskly with happy little feet!Jump into a cloud full of pink bubbles and writhe!Take the Happiness rocket to the sky to go to the heart-shaped fireworks!

Ning Han read through the heavy hearts of the lemons in the letters one by one, line by line, and then treasured them up in the big leather box in his room, sleeping peacefully with him every day.

Qiao Shuran wiped away her tears on the pillow and continued to brush.He swiped a life photo posted by Ning Han a few months ago——

This is a photo of Ning Han and her mother.The mother and son look alike.

Presumably, my aunt must have been a standard beauty when she was young, even though she is getting older now, the charm between her eyebrows and eyes is still there.

Ning Han hugged his mother, dressed in casual clothes, with a black baseball cap on the back.Because he was at home, he didn't wear any makeup or hair. His bangs were casually placed on his forehead.

It is a completely different feeling from him appearing on the screen in costumes and leather shoes, or appearing in front of the camera with his makeup and hair.

Just like when Qiao Shuran first met him five years ago, the boy had a youthful face, red lips and white teeth, like a sunflower that had not been polluted by the filth of the world, full of vitality, brilliant and bright.

So five years ago and five years later, Qiao Shuran's heart was full of little deer bumping around, and he was running wild out of control.

He really wanted to chop off his own hand. He was afraid that An An would not be able to bear his restless heart, so he clicked on the WeChat chat box and showed his love to Ning Han crazily.

He suddenly couldn't tell whether his heartbeat was due to fans' admiration for the male god, or a man's feelings for another man.

Ning Han had a martial arts scene that day.

In the play, he plays an unrestrained knight-errant who plays with a long knife brilliantly.For this scene, he practiced with the martial arts instructor for a full week, and his arms were bruised.

This was Ning Han's first martial arts scene after joining the crew. As a loyal fan, Qiao Shuran certainly couldn't miss it. He came to the scene early and watched with many female crew members.

And sensibly resisted the urge to bring a bucket of popcorn.

In the studio.

"The first time in No. 40 of Qianlong Wushuang - action!"

In front of a built-up Langfang interior scene, Ning Han, dressed in white, leaned drunk on the moss, his eyelashes were misty, his thin lips were slightly parted, and there was an overturned wine bag beside him.

The dark red ribbon tied behind his head was fanned by the hidden staff next to him, and it fluttered in the wind, like a wisp of flying fire, bursting out dazzling sparks.

The snow machine started to work, buzzing and spraying white snowflakes flying all over the sky, dressing up a world covered in silver.

The man with a face like a crown of jade raised his eyes to look at the sky, his pupils were bright and bright with the snow all over the sky, as if covered with a layer of light white veil.

His forehead hair and eyelashes are filled with traces of white snow, which seems to be rooted here by water spirits, pure and natural; it also seems to be surrounded by white butterflies, profound and peaceful.

The snowflakes were flying, and he reached out to catch them, but he didn't.

Ning Han: "..."

Being handsome is not so easy.It's a bit embarrassing. Ng.

Come again, this time follow.

The knight looked at the snow slowly melting on his fingertips, thoughtfully.He picked up the black-handled silver knife on the stone steps, and slowly stood up, unable to stand still.

Ning Han almost stumbled.So embarrassed that he wanted to escape. Ng.

Here we go again, this time standing firm.

Qiao Shuran stared at it bewilderedly, and felt that Ning Han was really, really suitable for white.

The white plain belt was tied around the waist, and the upper body was compliant and the flowing white clothes trimmed Ning Han's figure. There was a strand of silver hair on his temples, like blue silk covered with snow, which complemented those deep black pupils.

Ning Han, dressed in white, stands in the snow, like a little green lotus left alone in the vast world, only the fluttering red silk on her black hair and a smear of vermilion on her lips, like a never-ending fire in the snow , can attract all eyes in the world.

This person should only exist in heaven.

Suddenly, the silver light of the blade flashed, piercing the snow curtain in front of him like a piercing cloud piercing the sun, and Ning Han's movement of dancing the sword poured out like flowing water.The strength is clanging, the momentum is like a rainbow, and the swordsman in white is sometimes as sudden as lightning, and sometimes as light as a flying swallow.The tip of the knife was sharp and cold, and it slashed across the layers of frost and snow on the ground, shaking the soul.

I saw that pair of well-proportioned and slender legs leaping vigorously, the heroic swordsman spun in the air, the long knife in his hand cut a broken arc in the air, the long black hair and dark red ribbons swirled gracefully with his figure, and the sky was filled with white snow when he landed , the pose is perfect and beautiful.

It has its own martial arts drama BGM.

This scene does not require live radio, so the staff all screamed and almost fainted.

Qiao Shuran was no exception, he was fascinated by the rushing hormones, biting the hem of his clothes and stomping his feet, his heart was surging and his intracranial pressure soared crazily.

So fucking handsome!This scene is so artistic!This picture is so eye-catching!This man literally takes every breath he takes!Master his every heartbeat!

"Card! Pass!"

The director was very satisfied, "After this episode is aired, I will definitely capture a lot of young girls. Teacher Ning, just wait for the fans to grow!"

Ning Han leaned over to watch the replay on the monitor. The effect of the picture was really good. He said modestly, "It's the director's skill that made me look good."

"The handsome guy can really talk." The director laughed.

After finishing the business exchange with the director, Ning Han saw Qiao Shuran who was standing not far away.

After all, there was some shallow friendship, he wanted to say hello politely, so he walked towards Qiao Shuran, "Hi."

Qiao Shuran tightened her ten fingers behind her back, "Hi..."

Ning Han raised his head to drink water, and asked, "It seems that there is no brother Liang's show today, why are you here?" As the mineral water gurgled down his throat, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and his raised jaw was exposed. A smooth arc.

Qiao Shuran took a deep breath.Die, die.You can't see it, you can't see it, you can't touch it, you can't touch it.

It took him a lot of effort to move his gaze away from the man's Adam's apple and jawline, and then pinched the back of his hand severely.

"Uh," how should I respond?It can't be said that I came to see you specially.Qiao Shuran smiled stiffly: "I heard that there is snow to see. I am from the south and grew up in the subtropical zone. So, here comes hahaha..."

"..." Ning Han also smiled awkwardly: "...Southern, subtropical, understand."

In order to alleviate this awkward atmosphere, Qiao Shuran actively changed the topic and started another topic: "Brother Ning Han, your fight scene just now was very handsome, especially when you jumped up, tsk tsk tsk."

Facing the sudden compliment, Ning Han touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, "Really? It's okay."

"I never tell lies." Qiao Shuran joked happily with a small mouth full of honey, "The female staff here fainted a lot. Really, the ambulance just took away two of them."

Ning Han was teased by him, and his iconic big eyes half-closed his smile, "Actually, I can't do some movements properly, and I'm still NG..."

"How can you be an old NG?" Qiao Shuran said heartily, "It's only twice? It's normal, and it doesn't prevent you from acting well and handsomely."

Ning Han humbled himself, and Qiao Shuran returned ten good words, "I just stood here and watched your performance the whole time. You performed very well, very very well, really well. You put Hero Ling Xiao Ling is acting alive, the kind of life that comes to life," Qiao Shuran looked at him sincerely.

Ning Han felt that these words were a bit familiar, the content was a bit familiar, the tone was a bit familiar, and even Qiao Shuran's expression when he said these words was very familiar.

The other party leaned forward seriously, and whispered, "Brother Ning Han, you are really handsome in action scenes. You are so handsome that there is no other place on earth. You are so handsome that even the aunt who is in charge of the meal on the next door is so handsome!" You have to come over and have a look."

Ning Han: "..." Are you sure this is a black fan?

So, this handsome young man who was so handsome that even the aunt who was in charge of the meal next door would come over to catch his eyes, blushed like a big girl in disbelief.

The author says:

Qiao Shuran: There has been a lot of nosebleeds these days.