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* Moderator Liu&; Author song
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The waves are surging, the sky is filled with endless ink, the phoenix birds are singing and dancing, the clouds swim through the gap, and the sky is dark. Touch your feathers and die. I am here.
It is already the first day of 2025. When Song woke up, the sun was shining, and this long-lost winter shone into the bright room. Last night, Song wanted to keep his birthday and witness the arrival of 2025 with him at the party. He never thought that he would fall asleep in the boring hype cp boring duet program.
Song took out his mobile phone from the crack in the sofa and couldn't open it. I think the battery is dead. When I went back to my room and plugged in the electricity, the screen lit up, and unread information flooded into the lock screen page. The small red circle on WeChat shows "…". He clicked on the little green label and flipped through it. It's all unexpected New Year greetings, including Ding Ge's and Kyle's ... except the one he wants to see. Song went straight to the bottom of the page.
Sure enough, the WeChat of "Liu Da love rat" ranks second from the bottom of the list, and the second from the bottom is his biological brother who has not contacted for a long time after his parents divorced. Song Xuan Ya crossed it out with his slender left finger. Now, now, Liu Da's WeChat has become the last one in the rankings. Song Xuanya smiled with satisfaction.
Ready to get up, just moved, there was a sense of coolness like electricity defined in winter sweeping the whole body, and then I sneezed, and I was going to catch a cold. Song found a medicine cabinet, and there was no ready-made warm water at home. Song was too lazy to burn any more, so he took a bottle of mineral water and swallowed it with a capsule.
When I got back to my room, I just turned on the computer and started to conceive, when I received a phone call from my assistant Fei Li, saying that the popcorn table would create a brand-new variety show, and some famous domestic writers would be invited to create a live program and read a program around, and several star guests would be invited to vote for the "Best Novel Award".
Mr. Song Rentou, who won the Nobel Prize for Literature just after entering the circle, was accepted by his assistant Fei Li on the day of the award ceremony, but he never appeared in public. Of course, he is a popular candidate elected by the public.
Song doesn't want to answer it. He didn't want to show his face in front of the camera, but on second thought, Liu was on the so-called popcorn table, and maybe he could find the missing person.
Fei Li didn't expect the young master to agree. He is not short of money. He lives in an independent villa on the outskirts of Beijing and doesn't have to work. He can write books purely for fun. The book sold well this time. He made a lot of money and the company was thriving. That is to say, my personality is a little elusive, and I have a fresh and elegant face, but I seem a little tired of this face. But Mr. Wang said yes, answer it!
There is still more than a month before the filming time, almost a few days after the Spring Festival. Time was tight and the contract was signed that afternoon.
* February 5, 2025
Song was the first to fly to Chongqing. As soon as he put his luggage down at the designated hotel, he took the special bus of Please Be in Place, came to the popcorn table of the Radio and Television Bureau and was taken into a well-decorated room. There are already two people in the room, one is a magician and the other is an octopus ball. After three greetings, the room soon quieted down. Soon, several more people came to the earth, and the room soon became lively. 12 After the screenwriter arrived, the door was opened and two handsome guys came in, namely Liu Heyan.
"Welcome to your place" ... "
Song is still in a daze, which is the most he has done in a day. Hearing this familiar voice, he suddenly came to his senses. It was the tall and handsome man he missed so much.
As soon as I looked up, I met my deep eyes, just like before, except that Liu must have stared at him before, staring at himself and embarrassed to look at him. This time, Liu left voluntarily, with no expression on her face, just like watching an irrelevant passerby.
Song was a little wronged and bowed his head angrily, unwilling to raise his head again.
What he doesn't know is that Liu has been staring at his little baby since he lowered his head. ...
The first program was originally for everyone to sit together and chat for a while and arrange the tasks of the first program. It will be finished soon. The director organized all the authors and hosts to open a wine bar in the hotel next door. At the banquet, Song has been sitting in the corner, watching other guests talk, while Liu is always toasted by some handsome guys and beautiful women, and he is very depressed.
"Song, people are so indifferent to you, why do you still pay attention to others ..." Song picked up the wine on the table and whispered.
Xuan Ya, what did you say? The magician also sat in the corner and leaned in.
"Nothing." Song didn't expect to be heard. His ears turned red.
Halfway through the reception, Song felt bored in the banquet hall, and his brain was groggy. He looked at the time, it was already half past ten in the evening. He looked at the lively crowd in the hall and thought it should be nothing. He reported to the director that he intended to leave.
"Director Wu, I have something to do at home, so I left first." It was so noisy in the banquet hall that Song had to bend down and talk in Director Wu's ear.
"Ah, well, if you have something to do, go first." Director Wu readily agreed.
When he returned to his seat and put on his coat, the magician leaned in again: "Xuan Ya, you have to go."
Song has a good impression of magic. He was quiet and said softly, "Well, do you want to come?"
Magic nodded wildly: "Go, go, I hate socializing."
They walked out of the banquet hall together and just stepped out of the hotel gate. When the cold came, Song sneezed and turned on his cell phone to pick him up. Suddenly, he felt dizzy and stumbled. The magician who followed him immediately picked up Song's face and saw an unnatural glow on Song's face. He unconsciously reached out and touched his forehead, which felt hot: "Xuan Ya, you have a fever."
Song has long felt the abnormality in his body. He was very angry and leaned against the post at the door for a while. "Do you have a car?"
The magic nodded: "My brother and my sister-in-law are entertaining in this hotel. I asked him to come down and take us back to the hotel. "
The magician took out his mobile phone and dialed a person's phone number. Soon, two people walked out of the hotel lobby side by side. Surprisingly, Song also knew Ding and Ma.
Back to the hotel, Ma and his brother also got some medicine for Song to drink. I wonder if it's the effect of cold medicine. Song Gang fell asleep in bed after taking a shower.
The next day, under the wake-up call, Song got up. It was already past eleven in the morning, and he looked at the strange environment around him and suddenly remembered that he was a man with a task now. Fortunately, this program is a test of the creative ability of various majors. The first stage of the creative environment is in the study of the hotel room. He was curious and found cameras everywhere in front of tables and flowerpots. Emma, this is so exciting. Fortunately, there is no room.
After the reorganization, Song wore a blue bear sweater and a pair of slacks, sitting at his desk in front of the computer, iPad, paper and pen distributed by the program group.
The assignment in yesterday's program was "Talking to the future TA". Song Xuan Ya has never written anything so romantic. Although he looks very white, the novel is full of fighting and killing, and there is no colored waste at all, but it saves the publishing house a sum of money. But as soon as I got this topic, the first thought in my mind was to write a stupid story about Song and Liu, which was quite ... romantic in retrospect.
The idea was fleeting and was immediately rejected by Song. Sitting in front of the camera, the majestic teacher Xiao Song gradually revealed his "big gecko" side, with a pen in his mouth, his hair in a chicken coop and drawing on draft paper. Two hours later, he finally began to write.
By the deadline, he handed in a short story "Night Wind" with the theme of "misplaced time and space", and then took the killer as the main line of the story, and the hero finally died for love.
Before the broadcast of the program, the program group posted 12 novels on Weibo, allowing netizens to choose the best novels in their hearts. Night Wind attracted a lot of praise on the Internet and became the first place in netizens' voting.
* peripheral days
According to the best novel Night Wind selected by netizens on the Internet, its author Song was invited to participate in reading and recording with the star guests.
To tell the truth, Song really didn't want to record this, but the program group invited him to his room in person, and he was embarrassed to refuse blindly, so he had to agree.
As a result, at 7 o'clock in the morning, several makeup artists poured into his room and knocked on the bedroom door for a long time before calling him to make up. Gentleman Song is still a little angry. He can't throw things in front of so many people, so he has to hold his temper and be wiped on his face when he is half asleep and half awake. When he was fully awake, the makeup artist planned to apply a layer of orange eye shadow to him and quickly stopped him: "Sister, my face value is ok."
The makeup artist hesitated. As for Yan value, the real Yan value can be played in front of him, and staring at her with a pair of black eyes seems to be coquetry. The makeup artist's sister, who has two sons in their forties, blushed and agreed to this reasonable request.
When we arrived at the recording studio, most of the guests arrived, and the people in front of a round table were all staff. Song's front foot went in, Liu's back foot came in, and the two men sat down in the remaining two positions on the round table.
Song Xuanya thought: Fortunately, these two positions are separated.
After Liu came, everyone was here. The directors greeted everyone one by one, then called everyone out and said that they would arrange seats.
I'm just glad it didn't take a while, so he had to pray not to connect him with Liu.
When I went out to the corridor, Tina, the popular actress among the guests, patted Song Xuanya on the shoulder: "Hello, my name is Tina."
"My name is Song." Song smiled politely.
"I like your novel very much. Can you give me an autograph? " Tina looked at the person in front of her and smiled like a spring breeze. Her heart beat faster and she was fascinated.
At this time, the director came out of the shed, arranged the admission order for the guests, and emphatically told Song that going in later would be like going in for the first time, just find a place to sit down.
Tina looked at the director with a little regret, shrugged her shoulders and felt a little resentful. Director Wu was puzzled and turned to tell the people inside that he was ready to shoot.
The guests walked into the scene in turn. Song never went in before he understood what it meant. He walked into the recording scene with a puzzled face, made a clever greeting and began to look for the legendary position.
He first looked at the two positions at both ends, but unfortunately the name given on the name tag was not his own. He swept to the middle point as agreed until he saw the seats for seven people. C is Liu. On Liu's left, a fancy brand impressively reads "Song Rentou".
The world is so smart, Song felt the sinister of this society and had to sit there, not knowing which lens to watch.
As the host, C Liu was the last one to appear. He controlled the whole process. First, he watched the creative process of 12 being edited in three days. For example, the song "Xuan Ya" took two hours to write, and two hours were cut.
After reading it, reading began. First of all, it focuses on the exchange of Song's Night Wind. Tina claimed that she was a fan of Song Xuan Ya, and that she deliberately approached the book on the show. Then everyone looked at several other great works, and finally selected six to stay and be eliminated directly.
After the recording, the guests return to the hotel and record at night. No one doesn't want to have a quick rest at this time.
The recording in the evening is mainly to announce the list of eliminated personnel, so there is no need to record it tomorrow, because "Please Be in Place" will be premiered tomorrow, and several TV stations will broadcast it live, so it will be no problem all day tomorrow. Finally, I have time to review what happened these days.
Back to the hotel, Song turned on the TV. The room is so quiet that there is no sound at all. I heard a faint knock at the door. He looked out of the cat's eye. It was Tina.
Song Xuanya could see that Tina was deliberately approaching him. He opened the door warily and looked at a smiling face: "Xuan Ya, do you have any plans for tomorrow?"
Song Xuanya probably guessed what she was going to say: "Well, I want to get together with my classmates in Chongqing."
"Well, I also want to invite you to dinner ..."
"Sister Tina is very kind."
The topic can't go on, and the door is silent. Tina is embarrassed. Footsteps came from the corridor and turned to look. It is Liu who looks a little drunk.
Liu came from the other end of the corridor and saw Tina standing at the door, so he wanted to say hello. He saw Song standing in the room with words in his mouth. Finally, he just nodded, said hello, took out his room card, brushed the door of the room opposite Song, and slammed the door.
I was caught standing in front of a hotel room in the middle of the night. They're a little embarrassed. Tina said good night and left, leaving Song to stare at the opposite door. ...
Song doesn't have any friends in Chongqing, but the play must be complete. He left the hotel at noon, took a taxi to the library and spent the day here.
At 7: 30 in the evening, he remembered that there was his own variety show online tonight, so he took a taxi back to the hotel.
In the car, Weibo sent him a live broadcast tonight. He was bored, so he went in to promote the premiere tonight. I don't know if it is an illusion. He thinks Liu's state is very bad. ...
At eight o'clock at the beginning of the program, Song Cai found that he had not eaten all day today. He bought 15 yuan a bucket of instant noodles in the canteen downstairs, picked some snacks casually and went upstairs to watch.
In the second recording, first, all the remaining adults get together and draw lots to assign tasks. When it was Song's turn, there was only one left. He casually opened the note: another me in the world.
This time, the style of writing is different from last time, and it was created in the study room of the hotel, but this time it is necessary to give each guest a lot of homework, and two people discuss and write with each other. The order of matching is the order before the first recording. Liu and Song were the last two people to enter the room at that time, so they became a couple.
The other guests and Dada must have stood together automatically. Only Song and Liu were separated by several people, or Liu broke the barrier and took the initiative to come over: "Hello, my name is Liu."
"My name is Song."
The next five days were recorded in a hotel, and Song was awakened by Liu's knock at the door every day, which meant that Song wanted to beat Liu to the ground.
The next night, Song got a call from Director Wu. When he learned that there was another banquet, he seriously suspected that the director just liked drinking and being lively. How can someone have a reception every three days?
Sitting on the sofa on the other side of the living room, Liu obviously knew the news, took his coat from the shelf and stood in the bedroom looking at Song. They were speechless and had to walk side by side to the banquet hall upstairs in the hotel.
This time, Director Wu was very satisfied with the ratings, especially the value of "Song Rentou" caused a heated discussion.
Song made a great contribution, so he couldn't sit in the corner. He can only sit quietly beside the director. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Liu, who had been drinking, and picked up the wine to drink.
With a bang, Liu hit his head on the table. Wu looked at Liu, who was unconscious, and then looked around. He said to Song, who was in a daze, "Xiao Song, you are in the same group. Send him back to his room. "
Song, who was suddenly named for doing nothing, had to carry a man two centimeters taller than himself back to his room and stand in front of two opposite doors. He chose to send Liu to his room because he did not touch Liu's room card.
Unconscious Liu secretly smiled behind his back and sniffed the good news of Song. When Song left him in bed, he conveniently dragged him down and held him in his arms.
Song feels that the world has changed. Looking at this handsome face in front of me, the warm breath of the other party came to my face, and Liu smelled a fresh smell mixed with alcohol. Song felt that he was getting drunk.
Song was fascinated by the man in front of him. Suddenly, Liu's eyes opened and he looked directly at Song's eyes. Song was startled and struggled to get up. Unexpectedly, Liu suddenly pressed him on himself and leaned in to kiss him. Song cocked his head and Liu's kiss fell on Song's neck.
Song Xuanya blushed a little sensitively. Liu Ding lived on the back of his head and kissed him hard. Their mouths clung to each other. Song pushed Liu away with a trembling voice: "Who are you kissing, Liu?"
"My child, of course."
"Who is your baby?"
"My baby is Song ..."
Song breath a lag, the man's mouth name is not others, but yourself!
The two men looked at each other, and no one spoke again. Liu, who was just playing a drunk, calmed down and looked at the person in front of him with deep eyes.
Song can't stand such ambiguous eyes. No matter whether he is drunk or confused, the man in front of him will be drunk and just crazy once.
Song took the initiative to kiss Liu's red lips and put his slender white hand into Liu's clothes.
Liu stopped for his sudden change. Return to absolute being, the belt has been taken away by Song. In the process of quickly going from one customer to another, he deepened his kiss, and his lower body had already reacted. What Song directly caught.
"Dirty." Liu's voice is hoarse, and he controls Song's evil hand.
"Then go and wash." Song has been completely liberalized. In the bathtub, the two met for the first time. That night, on the bed, in front of the mirror, and even at the window, I left traces of madness. Finally, Song couldn't bear to faint, so Liu stopped and carefully helped Song clean up.
When Song woke up the next day, there was no Liu around. Song Xuanya exploded on the spot: "Shit, it was a fucking night."
The bedroom door was opened, and Liu came in from the outside with the light on his back. Song was stunned. Liu smiled coquetry: "What night, I am not afraid to wake you up and kick me down from the 30th floor!"
Song waited for a while and looked at Liu. Tears came out unconsciously. Liu hurried over and hugged Song, who was sitting on the bed. "What's the matter, baby, does it still hurt?"
Song wronged him and left without saying goodbye. After listening to his reminder, he felt a tearing pain in his waist. He looked at Liu with grievances in his eyes and tears for you: "You ... how can you be so bad!" He punched Liu Yi.
Liu was not annoyed when he was punched. He took the opportunity to grab Song's hand and kissed him: "Well, I am a bad person." Paused and said, "Let's be together, baby."
In the face of Liu's low voice, Song gave in without struggling twice. Liu dragged Song out of bed. With such a move, Song felt a pain in his waist. He thought he was staring at Liu mercilessly, wondering how cute he was in Liu's eyes. They still have a task, and "Another Me in the World" is not so easy to write. They discussed it for a while and decided to take them as the prototype.
Thanks to Liu for letting Mr. Song Rentou descend to earth.
The last day of recording the program was the award ceremony, and the winner was Song.
In the venue, two people in suits and ties, one blue and one green, became the most conspicuous scenery on the stage. When the host read Song's name, two people in the audience smiled at each other.
That evening, Liu sent an explosive Weibo: "Well done! My baby! " Photo: Song's trophy