owe us a good fight

Chapter 34 The Dark Side of Human Nature

The silver light flowed all over the sky, but the whistling wind of swords was heard. This was a duel between Yan Nantian and Hua Wuque. Dazzling eyes pierced through Hua Wuqian's chest. (Appendix 2)

"cut!"

Following Cheng Songyuan's sudden stop, everyone's eyes turned to him.

Chi Youwei asked, "Xiaoyuan, what's wrong?"

"There is a problem with the props." Cheng Songyuan stepped forward to check Yan Nantian's iron sword, and found that it had been tampered with, and the retractable switch was broken.

"Who is in charge of the props? This matter must be investigated to the end." Huo Ji'an punched the table, shaking a teacup to the ground.

In less than 5 minutes, that person was brought before him, with a weather-beaten face, bony bones, calloused fingers, and wrinkled skin like a thousand-year-old tree. It diffuses, smells like cheap nicotine, and if you get close enough, it will make you cough.

"I just drip some glue, and I can get a lot of money. Kangkang needs money for medical treatment." His name is Peng Dingke, his eyes are empty, and he is dumbfounded. Life has tortured him beyond recognition.

Cheng Songyuan saw the beginning of the story, but did not guess the ending of the story.

Peng Dingke turned around slowly, and suddenly looked back: "Let the heavens punish me, so that we can reunite as soon as possible."

The scorching wound, how could it be explained in a day and night, if you talk too much, it's just Mrs. Xianglin in the eyes of others, it's just that he's tossing and turning.But Peng Ding will never forget the real pain that hit him.

Twenty-two years ago, the eldest son was taken away by the police at home. Peng Jing said something reassuring, "I'll be back in a while", and he was wrongly imprisoned. This "in a while" made Peng Dingke wait for nearly 22 years.His eldest son became a murderer for no apparent reason. He was beaten into a trick and suffered a lot. After being rehabilitated, he fell ill and died within half a year.

Fifteen years ago, his youngest son, Peng Kang, was spilled with urine and shit-wiping paper in the boys' restroom.Afterwards, one of the perpetrators was upset, and surrounded him and took turns beating him, making him kneel down, stuffing his mouth with a cucumber, kicking him, slapping his face, kicking his stomach, and even smashing his chest.

Peng Kang, with a fractured skull base, was lying on a psychiatric bed in Huilongguan Hospital. He would spend the rest of his life with pain, while the hooligans who hurt him were at ease, studying abroad, starting a business, and getting married.

Being bullied and insulted is not a temporary injury, but a lifetime of haze.Chicken soup for the soul is for those who have not experienced suffering. His suffering is beyond imagination, and his life has been completely destroyed.Having experienced the heat and cold of the world, he pointed to the sky with his hands, and his screams were shocking: "I was also responsible for the fire and explosion before, so what, who can give me justice!"

Cheng Songyuan frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple: "What explosion? Why didn't I know?"

Huo Ji'an was surprised that no one in the whole set told him: "Half a month ago, you went to the crew next door. Cheng Mu was filming a scene of saving people in a fire scene, and it was almost blown up. Fortunately, he was quick-sighted and escaped." over this crisis."

How dare you hide it from me!The joint owners are hiding it from me!Cheng Songyuan's heart tightened suddenly, wishing to die with Fang Siran, now he only owes a surefire solution.

Cheng Songyuan turned to Peng Dingke, trying to suppress the prehistoric power in his body: "You confess the mastermind and testify against that person!"

With such major events happening continuously, as a producer, Chi Youwei is duty-bound: "Call 110?"

With the breeze blowing and the dust flying, Cheng Mu felt compassion: "He is just a victim. If we could have cared about him earlier, maybe we would not be where we are today."

"You can't help him." Cheng Songyuan thought that the sympathy given to this kind of pain that had crossed the limit was a sharp edge.

"Yes, there are too many invisible sufferings, and we are so small." Cheng Mu nodded silently. The real world is much darker than imagined, and morality is often just a fig leaf. There are many beautiful things in life, but that is not the essence .

After the farce, it returns to silence. The fast-paced city has no time to wait, remember or forget, the journey that has been loved or hated.

The old hatred and the new hatred turned into a raging fire, and Cheng Songyuan's face changed: "You are really capable! Keep it from me, let everyone hide it from me!"

Cheng Mu prevaricated: "Brother, you don't see anything wrong."

Cheng Songyuan got angry before saying anything, and his mood gradually became heavy: "You still want to do something!"

Cheng Mu stuck out his tongue, hoping that the atmosphere would become more relaxed: "I just don't want you to worry."

Cheng Mu's every frown and smile will always touch the softness in his heart, and Cheng Songyuan's tone softened: "I'm more worried if you are like this. Are you at ease when I talk to you? Do you have to make me feel uncomfortable, so you can feel better? .”

"This is not an example..." Cheng Mu tugged at his sleeves, begging for mercy softly, his cute appearance made people never get enough of it.

Cheng Songyuan shook his phone and said with a bad smile: "If you do something wrong, you will be punished. Record a video!"

Cheng Mu remembered being bullied by him when he was young and ignorant, and recorded a version of "Little Sloppy" singing and dancing with big ears, and played it in front of him whenever there was trouble, it couldn't be worse! "Don't... record it again, I'm already that old..."

Cheng Songyuan ignored it: "This is fate, you can't resist it. You will always be the youngest and cutest Mu Mu."

Cheng Mu quickly put aside the topic: "I'm so hungry, you just know how to train me, you're starving me."

The sky turned cloudy, the sun was covered by dark clouds, and the broken strings of pearls became strings. The restaurant near the crew was rebroadcasting the video of their [-]-year concert. Everyone, everyone is unique and unrepeatable, and each song is a chorus that pokes deep in the heart, screaming when it should be screaming, and crying when it is time to shed tears.

Cheng Songyuan stared at Cheng Mu and swallowed the last mouthful of food in the bowl: "Eat more, or your fans will call me unqualified as a scheming nanny!"

"You are so annoying, just like Tang Seng." Cheng Mu always hoped that he would disappear while eating dinner.

"Do you know what's the difference between me and Tang Seng? Tang Seng learns scriptures, and I'll marry you." Cheng Songyuan said nonsense in a serious manner.

A striking barrage flashed across the LCD screen: My idol watched your idol 20 times, while your idol only watched my idol 18 times!Brother Mu, break up with that old man in the team!

Depressed, Cheng Songyuan grabbed Cheng Mu and asked, "Who is the old man?"

Cheng Mu hid behind a pillar, with a natural and refined wit: "We're a century away!"

The rain was getting bigger and bigger, and soon it was pouring, and the slanting wind was gusting, dense like a waterfall.Almost all the umbrellas Cheng Songyuan held turned towards Cheng Mu, and when he returned to the studio, he was wet all over.

Cheng Mu took out a tissue and wiped the water droplets from his hair: "You're completely soaked!"

Cheng Songyuan smiled at the corner of his mouth, leisurely: "It's okay, with you by my side, the rain is also beautiful, because I can get closer to you."

Cheng Mu was afraid that he would catch a cold: "Hurry up and change into a dry one! The clothes will still be wet after a while! I read your script (Appendix 3), it's good welfare, I fell into the lake to propose to the princess hug, with director Huo Da's urine , It is estimated that there will be a beautiful scene of underwater kissing, and I must watch the whole process by then."

Cheng Songyuan looked at his three-pointed charming, seven-pointed innocent face, and his brain became confused: "Why do you look so looking forward to it?"

"Because of this, it's scientific, anyway, you should act well and don't run away." Cheng Mu thought very well, not wanting him to be trapped in this spell all the time, "The awards ceremony is over the day after tomorrow, and I'm going to fly to Vienna to attend the UNESCO meeting. "

Cheng Songyuan asked: "How many days?"

Cheng Mu's lips moved, and he said softly, "Three days."

There was a hint of sadness on the long eyelashes, and Cheng Songyuan sighed: "Why is my life so hard! I have to be able to go to the kitchen, fight with mistresses, and be lonely!"