【Kaiyuan】Shewu Blurred

Chapter 39-39

【Go all out because you are the most serious opponent to me. 】

"Yuanyuan, wake up soon, what time is it?" Mom's voice was very gentle in my ears, "Didn't you make an appointment to play ball with your friends?"

Wang Yuan fell asleep in a daze, sat up and shook his head but didn't feel awake, his face was bewildered: "Huh?"

"You'll sleep through all the good Saturdays! Hurry up! Don't keep your friends waiting for you."

"Saturday?!" Wang Yuan jumped up from the bed in surprise, "Shouldn't I be on Saturday..."

"What should it be?" Mom looked confused.

Shouldn't it be... what should I do?As if there were places to go and things to do.

But why does my mind go blank when I think of this?

"I remember I was going to practice every Saturday...what?"

Mom smiled and patted his head: "What? Our youngest son knows how to study? Do you want to enroll in a remedial class?"

"Don't touch your head! It won't grow taller if you touch your head!" The child yelled at his mother's hand, "Don't, don't!"

But the feeling of being rubbed on the head lingered for a long time, as if it had touched something far-reaching.

There is an inexplicable impatience and anxiety in my heart.

I didn't wake up until I entered the court. To be precise, I woke up when I was pressed by a shoulder of two hundred catties.

"Why do you still look like you haven't woken up?"

"No……"

"Ah, I see! Did the girl from the choir training yesterday afternoon confess to you again? Sure, it's becoming more and more popular!"

"No! What nonsense are you talking about??"

"To be honest, Wang Yuan," 1.8 meters also came over, "I think you should consider becoming a singer or something, how wonderful."

"Who said that? It's not good to be a star, it's hard and tiring, and you can't..." The words almost blurted out, and Wang Yuan was taken aback.

"What can't be done? It sounds like you have been a hahahaha."

"Not yet..." There was a 1.8-meter noisy voice next to his ears, and there were three words in his mouth, but he couldn't say them. Wang Yuan's anxiety began to be hard to contain.

What's wrong?

On Saturday morning, I made an appointment to play basketball with my friends, laughing and laughing heartily, and occasionally attracted the attention of girls.

The afternoon before, I had just participated in the training of the choir, and the tune of a certain song was still lingering in my ears, and was praised by the teacher for its good tone and accurate tune.

There are some homework waiting to be done at home, not too many but a little bit difficult, but my mother said that the grades are secondary, just be happy.

Tomorrow I'm going to grandpa's house, and I can mess around in the small vegetable garden on the roof again hehehe, do you want to build a shed or something this time?

Everything is ordinary and lovely.

no no no... no...

It seems to have everything, but the most important thing is missing, so it is not good at all, not right at all, not cute at all.

"Wang Yuan, what's the matter with you today? Didn't you score a single goal?" Erbaijin passed the ball and felt a little heavy when he received it.

Wang Yuan stared blankly at him holding the ball, and suddenly asked, "What's the date today?"

"Number 21."

"How many months?"

"Jiuyue...I went to Wang Yuan, are you still awake or are you stupid?"

Erbaijin's big face dangled with worry, Wang Yuan felt even more confused: "September 9st, then why am I here?"

"Huh? Where are you not here?"

"I don't know...but I shouldn't be here..."

"I'm going to Wang Yuan, you're so scary, don't you know... Wang Yuan..."

The voices in my ears became increasingly chaotic and difficult to distinguish, my head was in a mess, and many indistinguishable and ungraspable images were floating around, only one thought was particularly clear——

He shouldn't be here.

Even if everything is peaceful and beautiful, even if there are so-called "health, happiness, and freedom" here, even if there is everything he once longed for, he shouldn't be here, and he doesn't want to be here.

There is everything here, but no one.

I couldn't catch the man's face in my mind, but the feeling that something was wrong was real.

Urgent, unusually urgent, wanting to break free from this strange world.

It shouldn't be here, it should be somewhere else.

Suffocation, depressive suffocation, as if there is an impenetrable wall congesting the body and soul.

But that person is already close, as long as he tries harder, he can see clearly——

The moment I forcefully opened my eyes, a blurry face appeared before my eyes.

It's Wang Junkai.

After finally breaking free from the nightmare, Wang Yuan broke out in a cold sweat, and took a few deep breaths to calm his heartbeat.

The strange thing is that Wang Junkai didn't respond to his actions, just looked at him with his head propped sideways, his eyes were a little red.

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Yuan managed to catch his breath and asked.

Unexpectedly, Wang Junkai pressed over and hugged him all of a sudden, buried his face in his neck, and said in a muffled voice, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Wang Yuan was startled, patted his back and asked softly, "What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that I was alone."

"Everything is done by one person, one person trains, one person sings, and one person debuts."

"Then I wanted to cry all the time. I didn't know why I wanted to cry. Everything went so smoothly, but I still wanted to cry."

"Standing on the stage and singing while wanting to cry, but I can't cry... It's too uncomfortable to hold in there."

This person has always been very strong, he didn't say anything about what happened, and he kept his unhappiness in his heart. At this moment, he showed such a fragile side. Wang Yuan could hardly imagine how real and terrifying that dream was. More than anything.

His mother said, "I wish I hadn't sent you to the company to participate in activities", which actually had such a negative impact on the two of them.

"It's okay...it's okay," Wang Yuan hugged his back tightly, rubbing his arms lightly, "It's just a dream, and the dream is always reversed, just wake up and it will be fine."

Wang Junkai still kept his head buried, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Yuan'er, everyone talks about sweet dreams, are you saying that we are dreaming now, and then suddenly wake up one day to find that the dream is real?"

His heart skipped a beat, this kind of idea was too scary, no matter how absurd it was, Wang Yuan felt scared, he opened his mouth and slapped Wang Junkai on the shoulder: "If you think about it any more, I'll bite you off!" A piece of meat, see if you are dreaming!"

Rabbit bites are also painful, Wang Junkai shrank back, but still hugged him and did not let go. After a while, he said: "Wang Yuaner, thank you for meeting me, for not leaving me alone."

The words fell into his ears, but Wang Yuan's heart twitched fiercely - there is no need for you to thank me, because I met you, I became such an extraordinary self, and only then did I have a complete life.

I sang to you all my thoughts when I was young and ignorant. How did we understand it so late?

This is a once-in-a-lifetime encounter. For me, there will never be another person like you in the poor and the dark.

When a little sunlight came in, the two mobile phones suddenly vibrated at the same time.

The two who were being tender were startled, Wang Junkai patted the frowning little rabbit comfortingly, and reached for the phone.

It was shocked at the same time before it was unlocked, and Wang Junkai couldn't help laughing when he opened it.

"What's the matter?" Wang Yuan was confused by his smile, stretched out his white arm from under the quilt and waved, "Show me, show me."

Wang Junkai held his wrist and kissed his arm before handing him the phone.

The kid kicked him under the quilt, then took a look and smiled, but there was a gleam of light in his eyes.

Yuan's mother said: "Don't boil the water too much, it's easy to get raw."

Then, as if she had been waiting, Mama Kai quickly followed up and said, "You two wear gloves when washing dishes to protect your hands."

Seems to be heading in a good direction.

After a short break, he was faced with a high-pressure job. Wang Yuan dragged his sore body and soaked in the studio for nearly a week.

During this period, Tang Yu just returned to the company, and seeing his desperate appearance, he couldn't help teasing: "It's rare to see such a hard work, Wang Xiaoyuan."

"Thank you for turning right when you go out." Wang Yuan buried his head in the music score without lifting his head.

"I'm so sad for being so indifferent..." Tang Yu looked like weeping, "It was agreed that we would not do business together, but you went to work conscientiously..."

Wang Yuan gave him a big roll of his eyes: "Please don't use stinky words indiscriminately to affect my lyrics."

"Hahahaha, okay, I'll stop making trouble. What are you working so hard on lately? New album?" Tang Yu finally returned to normal, and came over like a curious baby.

"No, I'm fighting for a movie role," Wang Yuan sighed and pushed away the mess in front of him, "I'm almost exhausted."

Tang Yu kindly picked up a few pieces of paper and fanned him: "Could it be "Wind Sound"? Damn you went to audition? Yes, Wang Xiaoyuan!"

"Keep your voice down, please..." Wang Yuan blocked his mouth with the music score, "I just met with the director, and I heard that I was thinking about many people at the same time, so I will come up with an original work within the next week... I was still thinking about it at the beginning. Thinking about why Sister Wei Ru didn't let you go..."

"Please forgive me," Tang Yu waved his hands again and again, "I don't want to have anything to do with this kind of music-themed movie. I'm suffering from insufficiency of tone, okay?"

"Come on, it's not like we haven't sung together before!"

"Hahahaha... By the way, how are you preparing?" Tang Yu blatantly changed the subject.

Wang Yuan lowered his head and sorted out the music score: "It's almost there. I'll show the arrangement teacher to see it tomorrow. There may still be a lot of things that need to be improved. After that, I can only follow the fate."

"Time is so tight?"

"Yeah, so it's annoying, but I really want to fight for this role. Don't music movies suit me? So let's fight." Wang Yuan laughed.

Hearing his words, Tang Yu suddenly had a bad association. He opened his mouth and still didn't ask. He knew that he shouldn't put more pressure on Wang Yuan at this time, so he just said, "You must be fine."

He went out and dialed Wang Junkai's phone, and as expected, he heard the faint sound of plucking guitar strings after the connection on the other end: "Big brother, what are you doing recently?"

"Who calls you brothers...Of course I'm at work," Wang Junkai felt that Tang Yu was very evil, and it would definitely be no good if he made a phone call. "What's wrong? Is Wang Yuan'er okay?"

"It sounds like I'm Wang Yuan's assistant. Would you be happy if I cling to him all day?" Tang Yu slandered that this person must have Wang Yuan's detection radar. new album?"

It sounded like it was nothing, so Wang Junkai smiled and said, "Why are you like a spy, and came to me to inquire about news?"

"No, I just care about my friends."

"It's not a new album, or a movie." Considering that this matter is still in the confidential stage, Wang Junkai didn't say it clearly.

"So hard, haha..."

"You can't do it unless you work hard. It's a good opportunity." Wang Junkai seemed quite tired, and sighed, "And brother Tan's attitude of killing me if he can't win this time is really enough..."

Although it was expected, Tang Yu still felt that the "coincidence" was full of malice. Thinking about it, he still didn't tell Wang Junkai the actual situation, otherwise it would only increase his troubles and ramble a few words hang up the phone.

Putting down the phone, he turned a corner and entered Han Weiru's office: "Sister Weiru, do you know about the "Wind Sound"?"

"Huh? Well, didn't I tell you earlier that the director said he wanted Wang Yuan to try it out, and you're also full this year, why do you want to go?" Han Weiru knew that he was not interested in music themes. It was strange for him to ask.

Tang Yu was speechless: "Who told you this...Wang Junkai is also competing for this role, do you know?"

Unexpectedly, hearing what he said, Han Weiru showed a thoughtful expression: "I thought there would be him, but I didn't expect it to be true. That's right. There are only a few suitable people now. Although Wang Yuan and him have different positions, overall The situation is very similar, and it is not surprising to find him.”

Han Weiru's expression didn't look like she was lying, Tang Yu asked again: "You really don't know??"

"Of course I don't know! Don't you know how fierce the information secrecy and role competition are in "Feng Yin"? Do you expect the director to tell me or Tan Xianghui to tell me? There must be guesses, but who would say nonsense without evidence? It's not a marketing account." Han Weiru rolled his eyes at him, "I warn you, don't talk nonsense about things that don't have a reason, and they won't be the only ones who will be affected."

After working hard for more than a week, Wang Junkai felt that he had a serious "small source deficiency".

The immediate symptom was that he couldn't hear Wang Yuan's voice and couldn't even fall asleep.

Unfortunately, both of us are very busy. It would be nice to be able to exchange a few voice messages every day. It’s a bit more comforting than nothing at all, which makes people crazy. Listening to children’s voices through the earpiece is really not enjoyable, and photos and videos are not enough at all. Look, as long as you relax, you will inevitably think about when you can see his Xiao Yuan, hug and kiss him.

Fortunately, although the work is not over yet, both of them were invited to attend the opening ceremony of a certain film festival.

Even if you can only take a look from a distance, it's good, Wang Junkai comforted himself.

There are works in the exhibition, but unfortunately the order of the crew's appearance is very different. Wang Junkai said that it is a pity that he did not complete the task of "seeing Xiaoyuan on the red carpet".

However, he also knew that the two should avoid meeting in public—after the group disbanded, there were a lot of speculations about their relationship, but because their respective companies did not reach any consensus, it was difficult for them to publicly distance themselves from each other. The next definition is just hanging on like this tepidly.

Although a bit aggrieved, Wang Junkai felt that the current situation couldn't be more ideal—to avoid meeting, avoiding cooperation, and avoiding too much contact, so as to avoid their relationship being exposed.

Otherwise, how could the liking who covered his mouth and escaped from his eyes escaped countless pairs of eyes?

It's not that he intends to hide it like this forever, but it's obviously not the right time at this stage.

His Xiaoyuan is still a good baby in the second grade, so he must be well protected.

The moment he stepped on the red carpet, the flash and shutter sound immediately pulled Wang Junkai out of the small theater in his mind. He showed a polite smile, waved his hands calmly, and stopped for the reporter to take pictures.

After all, he is a popular artist, and wherever he goes, the shutter sounds are several times more intense, and the voices of questions mixed in are also extremely enthusiastic.

Just as he was walking off the red carpet in a few steps, a voice from the crowd suddenly caught his attention.

It has always been like this, whether it is a fan or an entertainment reporter, his own name has long been insensitive to it, but there is another person's name, even if it is separated by a sea of ​​people, even if it is so subtle that there is only one final sound Can quickly distinguish——

"I heard that you and Wang Yuan are competing for the role in "The Wind", may I ask if you will..."

The question behind was covered by the hustle and bustle around, and Wang Junkai’s attention was no longer there. In fact, he only heard the word "Wang Yuan" at first, and after a long time of reaction, he finally extracted the key words in the question: Wang Yuan, "Wind Sound", competition.

He is not stupid, of course he understood what it meant in an instant.

He is also stupid, why didn't he think of it before?Such an obvious thing.

It's not the worst.

The worst thing was that when he met Wang Yuan's eyes for a moment across many rows in the venue, he knew that Wang Yuan also knew about it.

There was still shock in his eyes, and he probably only knew it when he was asked.

He suddenly remembered Tang Yu's phone call, which was full of tentativeness now, but why didn't he understand it at the time?

Probably this is the problem that two people who grew up together and debuted together have.

We have been together all the time, and most of the resources are received together. Even if there is a conflict, the company will digest it internally, and the competitive relationship has never been put on the table.

They are not aware of it, but simply do not have this awareness.

The two people have similar positions and situations, and are full of great competitive consciousness.

In fact, when Tan Xianghui told him the analogy that "one chip cannot make two bets, and one boat plank cannot save two people", he should have understood that sooner or later he and Wang Yuan would have this problem.

Just like the two people are now at opposite ends of the venue, their positions are not together at all.

Across many people, separated by complicated gazes.

Looking at each other from a distance, just for a short time, there are really many emotions inside.

Surprised, confused, sentimental.

Surprised to know this news, confused that we should compete with each other.

Sad that more people will think we are against each other because of this.

It was like this when we worked together before. Countless people judged our relationship privately, as if they knew our affairs very well, and made up their own malicious competition and confrontation. This poor guy who fills his empty life.

From the questions and attitudes of those reporters, it can be seen that this is still the case now. Some things happen inadvertently, but they are always given a negative color.

There are always people who think they can intervene in our own affairs.

The whole world seems to want to isolate us for more interesting pastimes.

Holding on to a smile for more than three hours of the ceremony, Wang Junkai left the event site as if escaping, and the first thing he did when he returned to the studio was to dial Wang Yuan's phone.

Wang Yuan answered quickly, as if waiting for him: "Go back?"

"Well, back."

"Why, do you have something to say?" Little Scorpio's voice sounded too calm, making Wang Junkai doubt for a moment whether he knew or not.

But the things confirmed in his eyes are not wrong, so he nodded and said: "Well, I have something to say."

Wang Yuan seemed to smile on the other end of the phone: "Wang Junkai, let me ask you, you have to be honest with your partner, right?"

Dazed by the title of "partner" for a moment, the silly guy let out a "hmm" in a daze.

"Then you are not allowed to say anything against your will." Wang Yuan felt joyful that he had succeeded in getting him hooked.

Wang Junkai frowned, thinking about it, he still threw aside what he had prepared before—Wang Yuan knew his routines too well, he was also stupid, such a good script, such a good director, such a good cast, at this moment If you say that you don't want to go, ghosts won't believe it.

After thinking about it in distress, he managed to organize his words: "Wang Yuan'er, you know that you are better than anyone else, whether it is composing, singing or acting..."

"I know I'm good at singing and acting, I know I'm good-looking and good-looking, I know I'm great," Wang Yuan suddenly picked up his words, "I know all these things, but , Wang Junkai, do you know?"

Wang Junkai was a little dazed by his sudden narcissism at first, and then a little dazed by this question, before he said, "Of course I know..."

"I also know that you are very powerful. Since I was a child, you have always been ahead of me in everything. You have higher requirements on yourself than anyone else. Even though you are very good, you can be stricter on yourself. No matter where you are, you can attract everyone's attention. , I never told you, I actually worshiped you a little before," Wang Yuan interrupted him again, but his tone was gentle, "But it's just like when you were young, you asked me the same as you asked yourself, and you never allowed me to compare. You took the next step, and now you still want to share the good things with me, but it's not going to work, we all know that, don't we?"

Wang Junkai forced a smile: "Wang Yuan'er, do you know that you are scary when you are rational?"

There was also laughter on the other side of the phone: "It's good that you know...Actually, I want to say that I think you are an opponent worthy of my serious attention, so I will go all out for this competition. So, can you also not Treat me like a child, even if it's out of respect for me, try hard?"

It seemed so long, so long that Wang Yuan thought that Wang Junkai would stubbornly reject him, would treat him involuntarily as before, and domineeringly choose for him.

But I didn't expect Wang Junkai to reply: "Well, in fact, the relationship with 'opponent' is also very good. I like the routine of falling in love and killing each other."

"...You idiot." Wang Yuan scolded him with a smile, but felt at ease for the first time after a long day.