It was still very early after Jiaqing returned home, and Yin Baihe had been training in the army for a long time, so as soon as Jiaqing came back, she asked Yin Baihe to take a bath first.

I sat on the couch and watched a program about visiting soldiers, but the interviewee was not from the Southern Sector Army, but a newly formed unit in Jingchuan.

The interviewee's name is Yan Weiping, a former soldier in the Southern District.

"For actual combat training, we will have particularly strict requirements, and we will not talk about any emotion in terms of assessment."

"What do you think of the troops' survival in the wilderness this time?" The journalist asked.

"As a soldier, survival in the wilderness is a necessary instinct for each of us, and we are all adapted to it, so we don't need to ask." A very shallow smile appeared on the corner of Yan Weiping's mouth. "For me, what touches me the most is that we are constantly looking for a chance to live in the wilderness, and we will think carefully to solve the problem of letting go."

"So, what do you think are the two conditions that you must have to be a soldier?"

"One is loyalty, and the other is unity."

As he was talking, the bathroom door was opened, and Yin Baihe came out of the bathroom wiping her hair, muttering, "It's better to say than to sing." There was a bit of sarcasm in his words.

Jiaqing glanced at the soldier who was being interviewed, "Do you know?" ”

"I know everything in ashes, hypocrite, and I'm embarrassed to say unity." Yin Baihe was a little displeased, and glanced at Jiaqing, "Let's change the platform, the best soldiers in Jingchuan are by your side." ”

Jiaqing looked at Yin Baihe intently.

She obviously misunderstood, thinking that Yin Baihe was talking about herself, Jiaqing subconsciously thought, could it be that Yin Baihe has any special identity or special skills that have not been disclosed to the public?

Jiaqing's complicated eyes stared at her and suddenly realized, and then smiled, "Don't get me wrong, don't misunderstand." Yin Baihe stretched out her hand to signal, "I'm really not talking about myself, so don't get me wrong." ”

"I'll be embarrassed, the person I'm talking about is Chenghua, not myself."

Jiaqing nodded, glanced at the man on TV, and then changed the channel, it was a Leslie Cheung movie, "Farewell My Concubine"

Duan Xiaolou said to Cheng Dieyi, "I am a fake overlord, you are the real Yu Ji." ”

A complicated look appeared on the other party's face, and Yin Baihe took a breath, "This is, an old movie?" ”

"It's not an old movie, it's a classic."

Yin Baihe sat down and watched it with Jiaqing, because the plot of the movie was slowly kicking off, Jiaqing forgot that she hadn't taken a bath yet, and her eyes were almost on the TV.

Halfway through, I received a phone call from Chi Huan'er, and casually talked to her about something, but Jiaqing only said that she was watching a movie, and then hung up the phone.

After glancing at the time, he knew that it was not early, but he didn't really want to take a shower, so he continued to rely on.

Until the last scene, when Cheng Dieyi killed herself on the stage, a special emotion emerged in Jiaqing's heart, which was inexplicably brought into the plot, and she felt deeply powerless for Zhenyu Ji.

Don't talk about the past

Life has been stormy

Even if the memory can't be erased, love and hate are still in my heart

Really forget about the past

Let it continue tomorrow

You don't need to bother asking me for news

Yin Baihe covered her heart, "It makes me worry more than I see a real person die." She frowned.

Jiaqing glanced at Yin Baihe, "How is the acting?" ”

"It's more real than real." Yin Baihe praised vigorously, "Even people like me, who have never watched movies and TV series, are moved like this, how painful do you say the people in the TV series can be so vividly interpreted?" ”

Yin Baihe's feelings were deeper than herself, and while there was still some time, Jiaqing clapped her hands, "Let's have a discussion." ”

"Sparring?" Yin Baihe looked puzzled, "What are you talking about?" Obviously, you can't beat me, and I don't want to hurt you. She shook her head.

"I didn't let you hit me." Jiaqing rolled her eyes, could it be that if you say that you are fighting, it must be a fight?

What is this woman's head thinking, except for beating is beating, hey,

"It's too much, if you beat me and I don't fight back, aren't you bullying me, I won't do it, I won't come." Yin Lihe's brain circuit is clear, and she resolutely does not suffer.

Jiaqing couldn't help but admire Yin Baihe's clear thinking, "You haven't forgotten the plot in the play, right?" ”

Yin Baihe understood what Jiaqing meant, it turned out that this was to learn from each other, and she didn't plan to fight, she was guilty of sin, and her thoughts were really a bit of a sin.

"I haven't forgotten, come on, ignore me deeply."

"You, male or female."

"Overlord." Yin Baihe winked at Jiaqing.

This is where the road of interpretation of the two began, starting from the stage twenty years later.

Yin Baihe tried to fully integrate herself into the characters in the play, but despite this, the lines were still a little blunt, not as easy as Jiaqing.

After failing, Jiaqing said to do it again, and then tried a few waves, Yin Baihe felt that she was terminally ill and incurable, so she didn't continue to perform the play.

"No, no, no." Yin Baihe poured herself a glass of water, her face was a little ugly, "Do you often pester Chenghua to let him accompany you?" ”

"I do." Jiaqing rolled his eyes, that also requires Huo Chenghua to be willing, it is useless if he is unwilling to tie it up.

"But this is really the first time in my life to act, although there is no script, no director shouting card, no script, dragon set, supporting role, I still feel very happy, after all, I realized my dream of being an actor back then, at least I acted."

"It's still too late to be professional." Jiaqing laughed.

"Come on, my only professional idea has been completely dispelled when I was sparring with you just now." She smiled a little ugly, "It's fun to be with you." ”

"Is this complimenting me?" Jiaqing half-smiled.

"Sort of, are you hungry, there seems to be noodles in the kitchen, how about I go and give you some noodles?" Yin Baihe had obviously figured out the contents of the room and regarded this place as her own home.

Jiaqing is very comfortable, and finally you don't have to hold it politely, which is quite tiring.

"Okay, don't cook too badly, don't cook too raw, be a little stronger, if it's hot... I don't know how you can handle it yourself. "Jiaqing doesn't want to be polite to Yin Baihe anymore, filling her stomach is the best policy.

Yin Baihe went under the kitchen, and Jiaqing went into the bathroom to take a bath, and the two stuck together like good Chinese girlfriends.

Yin Baihe listened to the sound of Jiaqing taking a bath in the bathroom, as if she felt a kind of living expenses that she had never felt.

No wonder the last person Cheng Hua chose was Jiaqing, not Jiang Yue.