The actor and his Mr. Fu

Fu Xitang looked at the message from Qu Li and raised his eyebrows slightly.Although he is willing to accept new things, he is not out of touch with the Internet age, but it is limited to this, so he has no idea of ​​the chaotic battles happening on the Internet.

He looked up and saw Xu Bai who was filming on the balcony next door through the study window.

He is currently filming a very important scene called "The Death of Shen Qingshu".

Shen Qingshu started to climb the roof again, he wanted to climb to the roof to look at the sky.This character is always so attached to the sky.

Panting, he climbed up to the roof, and his teacher, panting on crutches, chased him to the terrace, looking anxiously for him.

Shen Qingshu didn't call him immediately, nor did he deliberately hide, he just sat down on the relatively flat roof, with his legs dangling under the eaves, quietly watching his teacher.

Cognition is being reshaped, he is constantly piecing together the past, stripping off the various auras that have been added to the other person's head in the past, and gradually restoring a more real and flesh-and-blood person.

"Blue Book!"

"Blue Book!"

The old man shouted Shen Qingshu's name repeatedly, but now Shen Qingshu would no longer simply think that he was worried about him.He still didn't answer, until the other party seemed to feel Shen Qingshu's gaze, and suddenly turned his head -

He saw Shen Qingshu sitting on the eaves, like a naughty child.

His heart suddenly jumped.

"Qing Shu, why are you sitting there? It's too dangerous, come down quickly." He forced a smile, and stretched out those withered but warm hands to Shen Qingshu as usual.

Shen Qingshu shook his head, and said, "It's pretty safe here, teacher, isn't it? It's not safe if I go to your place."

The old man's smile was a little stiff, "How could that be?"

"Teacher, you taught me. You often praise me for being talented. If I can't figure it out again, don't I feel ashamed of your teaching." Until now, Shen Qingshu still respectfully calls the other party "you".This is his teacher, and he is grateful for the years of teaching.

The old man's expression gradually turned cold, like a piece of lifeless dead wood with a dull color.

Shen Qingshu asked puzzledly: "When did you become like this?"

The old man asked him back: "Don't you know?"

He said "you", and Shen Qingshu knew that these two words included him, his father, and many other people who were used by the old man.

Thinking of those gentle or resolute faces, Shen Qingshu suddenly stood up, looked down at the old man, and said emotionally: "I know, of course I know! You are for your son, you think it is us, This country is sorry for your son, so you want to avenge him, right?! You think we sent you white-haired people to black-haired people, and made you lonely, don’t you?!"

The old man had never seen Shen Qingshu so excited, which made him suddenly feel offended, so he pressed his cane heavily on the ground and asked, "Isn't it?"

However, Shen Qingshu's last illusion was completely shattered by his light questioning. He took a deep breath and said, "But your son is a traitor. I can say it a hundred times, he is a traitor."

"Stop spitting blood!" The old man was furious as if his tail had been stepped on.

"Teacher, don't you really know nothing?" Shen Qingshu's voice became calmer. He looked at the old man's increasingly cloudy eyes and said, "You have taught so many students, read so many books, and know so much. Do you really not see your son at all, what kind of person he is?"

"For so many years, he has been outside, but has he ever come back to see you?"

"How much has he boasted, but has he ever achieved one or two?"

"Father was afraid that you would be sad and that you would not be able to hold on. He brought his body back from other places and lied to you that he died for the country. You don't know how many unconscionable things he did. He was executed. You don’t know how many people applauded you at that time, you only know that your good son was killed, abused, and covered in scars. We are lying to you, and the whole world has betrayed you!”

The last layer of fig leaf was torn apart with flesh and blood.The old man's heart couldn't help shaking, and the hand holding the crutch was trembling, "Shut up, shut up!"

But Shen Qingshu still said: "You have forgotten that when you were sick, it was my father who carried you to see a doctor in the rain. He never suspected you or looked down on you because your son is a traitor, and still sent me to you Attend class."

"He believed you to be a man of integrity and kindness, and even felt sorry for you to have such a son."

"Shut up, I told you to shut up, did you hear me?!" The old man suddenly began to pant violently, his eyes staring like a dying fish.He was leaning on crutches, his back gradually bent, and he turned into a crooked old man that Shen Qingshu had never seen before.

Shen Qingshu looked at him sadly and coldly, and said, "Maybe you still want to deceive yourself and others, and you are unwilling to believe the truth. But whether your son is a traitor or not, now——you are."

A white lie involved a series of tragedies.

Shen Qingshu raised his eyes to look at the people who had sneaked in and surrounded the small building, suddenly he didn't want to look at that man any more, and turned to look up at the vast sky.

The sky is full of clouds.

The only thing that made him happy was that he got the words out from the other party, that his father was actually still alive, and he still had evidence in his hand that could uproot the people behind the teacher.They wanted to catch Shen Qingshu and force his father to show up, if not, then Shen Qingshu would definitely become the next puppet to be blamed.

What he faced was not a question of life and death, but a question of standing or kneeling.

He made his choice quickly—just a light hop off the roof, arms outstretched, facing the sky.

"Bang!" A blood-colored flower bloomed on the ground of the small garden.

The old man's heart also shattered into a piece of dregs. He knelt on the ground covering his heart, panting heavily, and moaned meaninglessly.

He no longer knew what he wanted to say, Shen Qingshu leaped forward, taking away all his words and vitality.

He had never witnessed a real death caused by him before, and he began to be afraid.Curled up, his body gradually became cold like a stone.

"Ah... ah..." he cried, like the last cry of a bug in the bleak autumn wind.

The ending of the story is a bit sad, and the atmosphere of the filming scene was infected with a bit of dignity.

But the scene was still filming over and over again, and the actors repeated the same content over and over again. For a scene of jumping off a building, many scenes had to be filmed.

Fu Xitang looked at Xu Bai's jumping figure, and felt nervous.

Of course he knew that Xu Bai was acting, but his every move still affected his mind.This is like some kind of omen, it comes so suddenly, so unreasonable.

He looked down at his phone again, spent 3 minutes registering on Weibo, and spent another 10 minutes understanding the ins and outs of Xu Bai's incident.

Soon, he saw many greetings to Xu Bai.

Fu Xitang watched it carefully, and finally came to a conclusion—their Chinese scores probably failed.

For a monster like Fu Xitang who has experienced turbulent times, such boring abuse is really painless.What really scares you is always those knives stabbed out of nowhere.

He felt that Xu Bai probably wouldn't care about these things.

But today is different.

Fu Xitang looked at a Weibo of Xu Bai's fans that had just been posted, and was quite touched. He saw that it said - bully us Xu Axian, have you asked me?Don't be cowardly, my mother will teach you how to behave.

Fu Xitang casually gave her a like, clicked on her homepage, and saw that she had posted a Weibo post "I want to give birth to a monkey for Xu Axian", and then canceled the like.

After canceling, Fu Xitang was silent for a few seconds, and then laughed.

In just 10 minutes, he was already familiar with the various operations of Weibo, and then found Xu Bai's account and clicked to follow.Not surprisingly, he saw a behind-the-scenes photo of Xu Baixin's post.

In the photo, it is a busy shooting scene.Weng Lao appeared on the screen, Yao Zhang appeared on the screen, and even Little Sister Mo got a place. Xu Bai himself was a black dot hanging in the air. Because of the angle, if you didn’t look carefully, you couldn’t find him at all.

This is a photo of Xu Bai jumping off a building. He thinks it is very interesting. It is rare in life to jump off a building. Isn't it better than his own face?So share with you all.

His fans and managers just want to beat him.

Fu Xitang smiled. At this time, Qu Li once again sent a lot of new news. After sorting out the content, a "Complete Book of National Curses" can be published.

Fu Xitang narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help wondering if Qu Li was taking this opportunity to scold him in disguise.

And after Qu Li finished scolding, he kept waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting for a long time, but he didn't wait for Fu Xitang's reply.

What about the expected outrage?No.

How about a counterattack as accurate as ever?No.

You won't be called stupid by him, will you?Qu Li couldn't help thinking.

He suddenly became a little worried and fidgeted.Confused, he began to wander, and after a while the fugue ended, and suddenly realized——then he was worried about a woolen thread!

Was he being abused by Fu Xitang and something went wrong?

are you crazy!

Not far away, Calabash Baby nestled in Hutao's arms, looked at Qu Li worriedly, and asked, "Jiu Jiu Jiu (is daddy broken)?"

Hu Tao gently stroked the soft hair of his sons and said, "Men, there are always a few days in a month like this."

Somewhere in Beijing, there was another person who was even more insane than Qu Li, hugging a pillar and wanting to bump his head to death.

He is sad and angry, he is depressed, he is like the wronged Dou E, wanting to cry without tears, "What the hell should I do? Who can know my suffering? I really really really didn't buy a navy, I Without black and white, who can believe me?!"

"Who can trust me?!"

"I was so fucking excited that I took the number plate down!"

Zhou Qi, also broke down today.

He had just signed into Four Seas just now, and although he felt that he was destined to be a superstar, he didn't intend to kill Xu Bai right from the start.Does he really look that stupid?

And 10 minutes ago, Ye Yuanxin posted a Moments, saying - I seem to hear someone scolding me behind my back.

I didn't scold you!real!

Zhou Qi frantically called himself in his heart, but it wasn't just Ye Yuanxin, he saw that in his fan group, big fans had already begun to control the field in an organized way.He even saw them acquiescing to the fact that their idols bought the sailors, oh no, they still believed in Zhou Qi, but they just dumped the blame on the team behind Zhou Qi.

This happens every time!

I didn't buy a navy at all!

Heaven and earth conscience!

Even if I bought it before, I didn't buy it this time!When you are not popular, there are not a few zombie fans to make your appearance ugly, okay? What do you guys know? !

The agent watched Zhou Qi's madness from the sidelines, and calmly drank a sip of tea - the new artist entrusted to him by the company was the actor himself.