under the rose

Chapter 13 Can I Kiss You

Because it's just a low-cost online comprehensive, the working group did not provide clothing, guests can use their own private servers, there is no special requirement.

The more this kind of "no requirement", the more nervous Fu Xingyun was. He had to dress up meticulously, but not let others see his meticulousness. He had to highlight his delicacy in a casual way, and feel relaxed in his delicacy.

Fu Xingyun put on a gray casual shirt for himself. He has always disliked that he is too thin and his shoulders are not wide enough. Wearing this loose shirt can make his entire head and shoulders look superior.He also deliberately sprayed on a perfume that he didn't often use, scratched his hair casually, put on sunglasses, and drove out by himself.

The chief planner of "Between Left and Right" is an old variety artist who is famous for his style. He is about 40 years old, and he is well maintained. The style of the whole team is also very relaxed. As soon as Fu Xingyun walked in, people gave He greets.

"Sister Ting." Fu Xingyun took off his sunglasses and said hello solemnly.

Zhang Ting was communicating with the photographer, smiled at him, and said, "Have you ever put on makeup, do you want to ask the makeup artist to do some more for you?"

"I melted a little before going out."

That's what he said, but Fu Xingyun deliberately got up two hours early today, and spent a long time on himself before going out.Zhang Ting glanced at him, feeling quite satisfied, and said, "Get ready, Director Wen will be here later."

When Wen Shichuan came, Fu Xingyun was wearing a microphone, and the radio equipment had to be pinned behind him, so the stylist helped him pull up the clothes that were originally tucked into the waistband of his trousers.Fu Xingyun felt chilly in his lower back, his sensitive lower back was rubbed by radio equipment and microphone cables, and goose bumps popped up.

The stylist was a lively young girl, she whispered, "Wow, Mr. Fu, you still have a tattoo on your back, it's so pretty."

Fu Xingyun gave an uncomfortably "hmm", and turned his head when he saw Wen Shichuan pushing the door in, so he quickly turned sideways and cooperated with the stylist to tuck up his clothes.

He was the first to greet Wen Shichuan, with a brisk tone: "Director Wen, long time no see."

Wen Shichuan seemed to be taken aback for a moment, frowned almost invisibly, and nodded towards him.Fu Xingyun curled his lips secretly, what, so cold.

Wen Shichuan was also wearing his own private clothes, a sleeveless loose white T-shirt and jeans, no different from Fu Xingyun's previous few times he met him.But he looks good in clothes, he is tall and broad shoulders, and he looks good with a little make-up applied by the makeup artist.This time he finally shaved off his hair, shaved it a bit thoroughly, and the round inch was extremely short, making his facial features more three-dimensional and aggressive.

The little stylist girl said, "Hey, Director Wen, you also have tattoos on your arm."

From the corner of Fu Xingyun's eye, he saw Wen Shichuan had a tattoo on the inside of his left arm, which was in the shape of voice ripples.Last time, Fu Xingyun thought he had the tattoo removed, but it turned out he didn't.

The little girl asked: "What is this article about?"

When Wen Shichuan raised his eyes, he caught Fu Xingyun's gaze and said, "A voice."

Like a mouse found by a cat, Fu Xingyun quickly looked away, lowered his head and took a sip of water to cover up, the makeup artist said while touching up his makeup, "Oh, Teacher Fu, why are you so red?"

Fu Xingyun scolded him in his heart for being talkative, and his tone was light: "It's a bit hot."

The program team had already sent them the program schedule before. First, the two had ten quick questions and answers, and then they had a conversation under the guidance of a few questions.The interview process was very simple, even rudimentary, which made Fu Xingyun completely clueless.

Fu Xingyun started with a quick question and answer.

The questions are very straightforward and unconstrained, but Fu Xingyun has been practiced in large and small interviews. To put it bluntly, he is like Pavlov's dog. Answer it, and try to be as tight as possible in terms of speaking skills.

He thought he answered the questions well, and the ten questions were all over in one go, but when Zhang Ting watched the replay on the monitor, his expression didn't look satisfied, and he frowned slightly.Fu Xingyun was a little uneasy, moved on the chair, and asked hesitantly: "Sister Ting, what's the matter, do you want to do it all over again?"

Zhang Ting didn't say anything, just let Wen Shichuan follow.

Fu Xingyun has already answered the questions, so there is no need to keep the questions secret from him. He is watching from the side. Wen Shichuan's answers to the questions are very short, and he didn't even organize the language. It is a real quick question and quick answer, the same question Well, for Fu Xingyun and Wen Shichuan, the styles of their answers are completely different.

Two final questions.

They are "evaluate your appearance" and "what do you think love is".

Fu Xingyun replied, "There are too many good-looking people in the entertainment industry. I don't think my appearance is particularly handsome. Compared with my predecessors, I can only say that it is passable." and "Everyone's definition of love is different. , I think as long as it suits me, it’s fine.”

When Wen Shichuan answered the previous question, he didn't even smile. He leaned back on the back of the chair with his legs separated naturally. Cursing the corners of his mouth, he raised his hand to touch his almost bald head, and said briefly, "He's pretty handsome, isn't he?"

Everyone laughed.

When asked "What do you think is love", Wen Shichuan didn't think at all, stared directly at the camera, and said in a deep voice: "There are tears from two people in one person's eyes."*

Very interesting answer, very charming.

Fu Xingyun even saw the little stylist next to him cover her heart and say "wow" silently.

It was the turn of the two people to sit and talk to each other. The two of them sat on opposite sides of the same table. Fu Xingyun felt a little awkward for a moment, and couldn't help straightening his back again and again, not daring to look directly at Shi Chuan During the process of adjusting the lens and lighting by the cameraman and lighting engineer, Fu Xingyun kept drinking water, and he finished a glass of lemonade in two or three gulps.

Zhang Ting couldn't help reminding him: "Teacher Fu, be natural, you look very unfamiliar."

Fu Xingyun was a little embarrassed, Wen Shichuan said directly with a half-smile: "It's really unfamiliar."

It sounded like a joke, except for Fu Xingyun, everyone in the studio laughed, and Fu Xingyun also smiled in unison, pretending nothing happened, took a deep breath, looked up at Wen Shichuan, at this moment Wen Shichuan Chuan stopped looking at him and looked down at his phone.

The first question after the interview was: How did you meet each other?

Fu Xingyun was afraid that Wen Shichuan would say something that shouldn't be said, so he looked directly at the camera and replied, "Many years ago, he performed with the band at that time, and I knew him after watching that performance."

An understatement, omitting too much, omitting a lot of love and hate, omitting a lot of crying and laughing.

They chatted for the first time in the corridor, and every time after that, Fu Xingyun would see Wen Shichuan as long as he worked in the bar. Sometimes he would perform with Brother Luo's band, but more often he would see Wen Shichuan. He came to drink alone.Been drinking it for days, just the same drink, tequila on the rocks.

Wen Shichuan talked to Fu Xingyun for the second time and asked him, "Can you let me take a picture?"

Fu Xingyun's rejection of the camera stems from a shadow in his childhood. He always felt that the black lens was like a pair of indifferent eyes, which would swallow people up.He didn't want to agree at first, but Wen Shichuan's eyes were not indifferent.Wen Shichuan was already slightly drunk when he looked at him, and the dim light in the bar couldn't stop the enthusiasm in his eyes.

Fu Xingyun said: "Okay, I'm not very good at how to shoot."

Wen Shichuan said: "It's okay, just sit, look forward, then turn around and look at the camera."

Fu Xingyun was a little nervous. I don't know if it was because of the camera or the people behind the camera.He sat down, Wen Shichuan took an old hand-held camera, sat back, and the camera was aimed at him.

Fu Xingyun's ears were filled with the loud music from the bar. When he turned his head, what he saw was not the camera, but Wen Shichuan's eyes.Wen Shichuan's eyes are so beautiful, with high browbones and deep eye sockets, the shadows cast on the eyes make them look focused and serious.

Fu Xingyun felt hot for a moment, lowered his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Is this okay?"

It took Wen Shichuan a while to reply: "It's very beautiful, get closer to the camera."

Wen Shichuan just watched Fu Xingyun's face zooming in on the camera bit by bit, the tip of his nose, his lips, and his eyes getting closer, the light from the bar cast mottled light and shadow on his face, his earlobes were It is pink, that color, like the tip of a lotus flower in bud.

Wen Shichuan suddenly moved away from the camera, and used his own eyes to capture the shyness in the corners of Fu Xingyun's eyes and brows.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked.

Fu Xingyun was taken aback for a moment, then smiled embarrassedly.

"Yes you can."

The author says:

*The Sonnets of the Portuguese by Mrs. Browning

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