MTL - Cāi Cāi-Chapter 50 Act 7 "Fan Letter" ②

Act 7 "Fan Letter" 2

For a second, Tan Yiming thought he heard it wrong.

Or, Xiang Guai's boyfriend is something. Such as a bicycle called a boyfriend, or an obedient dog that would **** him home.

But the truth is, he didn't hear it wrong-he looked towards the guessing hand out of the glass wall, just off the street under a street lamp, where a flamboyant red motorcycle was parked.

Tan Yiming froze.

The young knight leaned on the side of the car, holding the helmet in one hand and a bouquet **** with newspapers in the other.

The bouquet looked a bit humble, and a few orange-red bright sun flowers came together lively. The branches were long, short, and interspersed with scattered small flowers that had never been seen before.

But such a patchwork of flowers, in exchange for the boy's big smile.

"Manchu!" Opened the glass door to Guai, and ran like a happy bird.

Cen Manchuan embraced him with Zhang Kaihuai. He was a full head taller than Xiang Guai, with a tall build, and his skin was the wheat color of those who love outdoor sports.

The young homosexuals hugged tightly on this late night street. Only Tan Yiming was left behind them, his heart was complicated, but he didn't know where to start.

It's been five years ... Xiang Gu had a boyfriend, shouldn't it be right?

Cen Manchuan gave the bunch of flowers to Xiang Guai, like a big dog that only pleased the owner, and waved his tail to invite the credit: "For you! Congratulations on your successful debut!"

Xiang Gu asked, "You have just worked, and you can't even afford a motorcycle. What else do you buy?"

"Hey, no money." Cen Manchuan smugly said, "On my way, I saw a grandma selling flowers who couldn't move the box. I sent her home, and she gave me this flower!"

Xiang Gu was somewhat happy and shy. He took Cen Manchuan's hand and led him to Tan Yiming.

"... Talk to brother, introduce, this is my boyfriend."

When he spoke, his expression, eyes and tone were calm.

He thought, he really didn't have much to panic.

After all, Wang Qingyun, or Yiming Tan-was just a dream he had five years ago.

He dreamed this dream for a long time, from the beginning of the night, almost waking up from crying, and now when he wakes up, he will laugh and remember the content of the dream ... For five years, he has grown up.

...... He has a new life, but also meets new ones, which are close to him and worthy of his love.

Two months ago, the leader of the Huacheng Dance Academy didn't know what to think. He was so bold that he decided to play a friendly basketball game with the sports university next door. Cen Manchuan was the main force of the sports basketball team. They went down and grabbed eight goals in a row. They hit the Chinese dance and won the mvp on the spot.

However, the next day after the game, the mvp stopped Xiang Guai outside the vocal music classroom, gave him a pair of dance shoes and a bunch of flowers, and asked if he could be friends with him.

Xiang Gu took a look at shoes and flowers, but said, "... you don't seem to be friends with me."

"You can also skip being friends!" Cen Manchuan stammered. "Straight ... be a boyfriend."

To guess, boyfriend?

What does boyfriend mean? Does it mean eating together, dating together, taking up every space in his heart?

So Xiang Gu agreed.

Cen Manchuan is an excellent boy. He is two years younger than Xiang Guai, but he goes to school early, so he is a senior with him. The employment scope of sports students is relatively narrow. Fortunately, Cen Manchuan has a good grade and has graduated. He is now an internship physical education teacher in a primary school.

His cheerful sunshine is the type of person that Xiang Gui has never touched-as if as long as he stays with him, the sunlight on him will radiate to himself.

Xiang Guai likes Cen Manchuan, it is better to say that he likes the fresh breath of Cen Manchuan.

Cen Manchuan will accompany Xiang Gui to listen to musicals that he would never listen to before. Even if he sleeps in the eyes, he insists on not sleeping. Xiang Gui will get up at 3 in the morning to accompany him to watch a foreign basketball game and save money to buy him a pair The limited edition 鸳鸯 aj he dreamed of. They are different, but they are trying to move closer to each other.

Obviously only two months together, but the atmosphere between them is as tacit as two years together.

Today Mr. Cen took the children out to play games, and didn't go back to the dormitory to rest until evening. Xiang Gui secretly sent him a message half an hour ago and asked if he could come to pick him up, so Teacher Cen immediately turned out of the teacher's dormitory building, drove his little motorcycle, and ran to pick him up.

Xiang Gu introduced Cen Manchuan to Tan Yiming, and introduced Tan Yiming to Cen Manchuan.

Tan Yiming looked at the young man who was taller, stronger, and much younger than him in front of him.

On this night, Tan Yiming's moods were ups and downs, and the taste of being lost and regaining had not yet been realized enough, but he had to realize the feeling of being lost again.

"Mr. Cen, fortunately." In the end, it was "face" that prevailed, and Tan Yi reached out his hands in a thoughtful manner, thinking that he could not be rude anyway.

Where did you think Cen Manchuan stupidly stood there, stopped for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "Talk ... talk brother, can you say another word?"

Tan Yiming said: "Say what?"

Cen Manchuan: "Just ... say more?"

Tan Yiming: "Uh, I don't quite understand what you mean ..."

Suddenly, Cen Manchuan's face was covered with ecstasy. He stepped in, holding his hands tightly with Tan Yiming's hand, like a fanatic fan seeing an idol, shaking up and down vigorously, excitedly and uncontrollably: "You are 'Wang Qiang', right ?!"

Tan Yiming: "..."

Xiang Gui was also stunned by him: "Manchuan, you ..."

Cen Manchuan danced, and actually stretched out his hand to hug Tan Yiming, and even relying on his height, he directly lifted Tan Yiming off the ground: "You are definitely Wang Qiang! Wang Qiang in" Question "!!!"

Tan Yiming then understood what Cen Manchuan was talking about.

Two years ago, the heavy rain company's "q" project was officially tested after numerous countless bounces. As soon as this game was launched, it swept the streets and lanes like Thunder, and opened a game website casually. The front page of the game was definitely discussing the plot, personality, and hero skills of the game.

The final official Chinese translation of the "q" project was changed to "Question". The protagonist that the player can control has also expanded from 6 to 10. The Chinese astronaut Wang Qiang, who first appeared on the stage and has the strongest personal skills, has no doubt obtained Most players love it.

Wang Qiang's beautiful clothes and middle clothes were all talked about by Yiming Ming. Later, when "Land of Questions" was launched, he also participated in multiple promotions as a voice guest. Cen Manchuan is a veteran player of "Question". He is uncomfortable without opening two games every night. Now he accidentally finds that the idol actually appears in front of himself. He is so happy that he wants to have a b-box!

He struck Xiang Guai next to him and said cheerfully, "Mr. Tan, you don't know. Every time I play a game, I guess I always have to sit with a stool and watch. I just thought he wanted to play. Just say take him to play a few games, but he said that he did n’t like playing games, he just liked to listen to your voice. By the way, he also said that you two were good friends before, and I thought he was making me happy, I didn't expect him to really ... "

"... Okay, Mancheon." Xiang Guai interrupted him and suddenly found out that calling her boyfriend was a wrong decision. He embarrassedly switched off the topic, "It's too late today, I'm tired."

"Oh, oh." Cen Manchuan immediately answered, acting like a trained domestic dog. "You sing and dance for another night today. I'll take you home first."

He handed the helmet in his hand to Xiang Guai, helped the car, and let Xiang Guai sit in his back seat. Then, he pulled Xiang Guai's hands around his waist again, and urged him to help himself.

The interaction between the little lovers was intimate and natural, and Tan stood awkwardly, his eyes gliding over the boy behind the seat, but the reflective motorcycle helmet covered his expression.

The throttle was roaring, the man had to say goodbye in the future, the motorcycle was gone, and it disappeared into the vast night.

Until then, Tan Yiming remembered that he and Xiang Guai had not exchanged contact information yet.

"Master, how was the musical yesterday, is it good-looking?"

As soon as she was at work, the little girl at the front desk smiled over and asked.

Tan Yiming was wearing a layer of dark circles under his eyes, and he covered it with a pair of flat glasses, which did not let her see his mental illness.

"It looks good." Tan Yiming smiled. "I also met an old friend of the former society."

"Old friend? Is it Jiuxiao's voice?" The front desk asked excitedly, "Do you know me, do you know me?"

After Tan Yiming returned to China, he did not choose to fight alone. Under the introduction of the second child, he directly absorbed some members who are interested in business and distribution in the Voice Motion Jiuxiao Theatre, including voice actors, screenwriters, dubbing directors, and post-production. The blockbuster of the blockbuster studio.

After years of development, the voice-over circle itself has undergone tremendous changes. Tan Yiming's vision is precise, he is very business-minded, seized the opportunity to win the copyright of a number of outstanding novels, and cooperated with many film and television companies and animation companies. After years of development, Yiming's amazing studio scale Also gradually expanded. From the grassroots team of more than a dozen people at the beginning to the establishment of their own business team, each step has been extremely difficult.

Because of the business expansion, the people under his hands were not enough. hr shouted every day to recruit people, but attracted new recruits who have been unable to recruit.

Therefore, the little girl at the front desk saw the "old friend" as soon as she heard the talk, and thought he was going to recruit new people into the society.

"No, he didn't do cv before, it was a cover." Tan Yiming said, "He now ... has a new job, a new life, I don't want to disturb him anymore."

The little girl at the front muttered, "Listening to you, I feel that he is not your old friend, but your ex boyfriend."

Tan Yiming: "..."

Tan Yiming returned to his office and wanted to work, but his hand sent a search site.

Now that the Internet is so powerful, even if he and Xiangchai haven't exchanged contact information, it doesn't mean he can't find him.

Sure enough, when he entered Xiang Guai's name, all the news related to Xiang Guai soon jumped out. Unexpectedly, Xiang Guai actually has his own artist entry, Tan Yiming quickly browsed it again. Musical actor belongs to a very niche role in the actor, and the entry is also very simple. In addition to the name and the college attended, it only wrote a musical that starred in the age of 20.

Tan Yiming wrote down the name of the musical and decided to take a look.

At the end of the artist's entry, Xiang Wei's personal Weibo homepage was also thoughtfully attached.

Tan Yiming opened up and found that Xiang Guai ’s Weibo was very deserted. Although it was certified Huang v, he only had two or three thousand fans. He rarely posted status. The previous Weibo stayed one month ago.

As for the people he follows, there are even fewer. There are only over thirty in total. Looking at the avatars, all are his classmates or other actors who have worked with him.

Tan Yiming didn't find that his behavior was like the stupid "Stoka". The mouse scrolled, and more than thirty following accounts quickly rolled to the end, showing that the user was the first to follow the blog post. Two accounts.

—— "Yi Ming Amazing Studio"

—— "Cv Wang Qingyun"

The time of five years seems to be in a circle, going around and back to the original point.

Tan Yiming thought, when he was looking for Xiang Guai in the vast crowd, how did Xiang Guai spend these five years?

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