System · Birth of a Superstar

Jia Yiwei is just an ordinary person.

She doesn't have any unreasonable desire to fly on a branch and become a phoenix.If she knew what Si Haoran was thinking, she would probably only think this way, who did Jia Yiwei provoke?How could such a character be missed?

Jia Yiwei only wants to live a simple life. She was raised by her mother alone. She is much more mature than ordinary girls, and she is much more stingy with her feelings.

Si Haoran?He is too far away from her, it is like heaven and earth, how is this possible?

Don't say that she doesn't know that Si Haoran is interested in her now, even if she knows, she will hide as far away as possible.

The tragedy on the screen continued.

Jia Yiwei's eyes were already red, and she looked a little dazed.

She is a single-parent family, and so is the teenager in the movie, and she feels the same way unconsciously.

That feeling was not good, it was heart-piercing pain.

Jia Yiwei didn't cry, but endured silently. She has grown up to this day and is strong enough.

She believed that the boy in the movie would also be strong enough.

It's just that the next scene still caused some commotion in the theater.

Jia Yiwei covered her mouth, then bit herself when she was about to cry out, and then escaped from the pain in the movie world.

Panting heavily, she immediately understood why this show was restricted to ten/eight/ban.

The head just now, Jia Yiwei thought it was still the limit, but never thought that she was too naive.

"Has everyone been killed?"

"Well, that's natural."

"Master Wu, your figure is getting more and more majestic, do you want to try the medicine of Zajia someday?" The voice was high-pitched and thin, and the person in white who came in later shook his clothes and smiled. Looking at the human head in his hand, he seemed to be more and more happy, and then wiped it carefully.

"Your habit is still so disgusting." The head of the martial arts school was expressionless.

"It's no match for a murderer like you." The man in white laughed strangely, and said softly, the voice made people get goosebumps.

"Shut up." The tall and thin man snorted coldly, picked up his wife who was limp on the ground, and went out. When he reached the door, he stopped again, looked back at the head of the martial arts, and smiled grimly, "You should know what to do, right?" ?”

Wujiao nodded, looked at Yan Hui who was lying on the side, "Unfortunately, I can't kill this kid." Said with regret.

"Kill, kill, kill, you know how to kill. You have killed all the bandits behind us. Are you still not satisfied? Tsk tsk, what a natural born killer." The man in white walked to Yan Hui's side, his fingernails snapped All of a sudden, the pale white powder was inhaled by Yan Hui who didn't realize it.

"You don't have one head every three days, how is it better than me? I can kill once a year at most, but you have killed from the beginning of the year to the end of the year." The martial instructor looked disdainful.

Picking up the dagger on the ground casually, the martial instructor didn't play any tricks, and the sharp blade directly stabbed Yan Hui's face.

Finally, someone in the theater couldn't help but let out a scream.

The degree of realism is too real, so that the audience has the illusion that they are clearly in front of them, but they are powerless.

The tip of the knife pierced the cheek, slowly pulling away the skin and subcutaneous fat, and blood gushed out immediately.

Because it is a close-up shot, you can clearly see how the tip of the knife pierces the skin and how it is pulled away. Even because the lens is elongated, you can see the whitening fat, and finally the blood gushing out .

The piercing tugging sound could be heard next to the ears, making people tremble all over.

Almost all the audience present closed their eyes.

This kind of impact is too powerful, even if they close their eyes, they can even feel the bright red in front of them.

Some in the audience wept, cursed, and turned livid.

Everyone is in a very uncomfortable mood.

They clearly thought, the protagonist is not dead, he has only been disfigured.

Disfigured!

Jia Yiwei crossed her fingers and clasped them tightly in front of her chest. She suppressed the sound of screaming. She held back the tears that were about to shed, but she couldn't help shaking her body because of the tragedy.

The opening scene of the movie is very short, but it can also be seen that this is a paradise, and all farmers live a life of indifference to the world.

As the only family here, the Yan family is obviously a kind family.

Otherwise, the farmland below would not be so orderly, and the farmers would not have such smiles, otherwise, none of the servants of the Yan family would be named Daniu Erya...

Too many details reveal what kind of family the Yan family is!

Perhaps this kind of family still has the rigidity and dogma inherent in ancient times, marriage and children, male superiority and female inferiority, but all this will not make people feel disgusted, because it is the limitation of the times, no one will use this to frame the Yan family, saying that Yan The family is the landlord, not a good family.

And as soon as things started to happen, Madam asked the servant to take Yan back to hide, which is probably not without reason when I think about it carefully.

It's just that Madam guessed the beginning, but not the end.

She did not die, but Yan Hui who insisted on rushing back was disfigured.

When she woke up, her tongue had already been cut off, she was housed in the back room, and she was given the medicine of softening the cartilage, so she couldn't die even if she wanted to.

The tall and thin man didn't know what he thought of his wife, raised her but didn't touch her, took away all her inheritance, but still let her live.

It makes people feel chilly from the bottom of their hearts when they see it, which is really scary.

When Yan Hui woke up, he could only smell a fishy smell.

He sat up at once, but felt the pain in his heart. He reached out to touch his face.

It was so painful, it hurt like a fire.

His appearance at this time looked extremely ferocious, but the audience below felt that it was extremely bleak.

He was trembling with pain, but he held it back forcefully, but his breathing was extremely heavy, and he let out a wheezing sound.

Looking around, Yan Hui was a little dazed.

The place is very dark and damp, it's almost hard to see around, just a wooden bed covered with straw, with ditches on the side, and a bad smell.

Thick/strong wooden fences surround the room, and the door is locked.

Oil lamps seem to hang on the outermost sides, presumably one of the limited sources of light here.

Yan Hui held back the pain, thought for a while, and was startled, was he locked in a prison?

But at this moment, someone spoke.

"It's time to eat, eat, eat, and eat those who don't want to die." One jailer was carrying a rice bucket, and the other jailer was holding a rice bowl, and they were distributing the prison meals one by one.

When they came to Yan Hui's side, the two guards stopped for a while.

"He still doesn't seem to have eaten."

"Really? Whether he eats or not, let's continue."

Yan Hui leaned against the door, and saw clearly that the jailer clearly put something in the bowl next door, removed the original bowl, and replaced it with a new one.

At this moment, Yan Hui didn't feel so much pain. Now he found that as long as he slightly moved the muscles on his face, the pain would be unbearable, let alone touching his face.

He knew in his heart that he should have been disfigured.

It's just that the pain and hatred in his heart are heavier than the ruined appearance.

On the contrary, I don't care.

"Hey, isn't this the bandit who wiped out Yanjiagou? Wake up?"

"Eat when you wake up. Eat more. It won't be long. When your lord comes back in a month, your head will probably hang outside."

As soon as the words were finished, the two jailers giggled and laughed to themselves.

He obviously took Yan Hui as a joke.

Yan Hui didn't even move his eyes, obviously he took it as a deaf ear, his face hurts when he moved at this moment, he didn't have the heart to pay attention to the jailer's teasing.

The jailer felt bored, left his job and left.

Yan returned belatedly and realized that his cell should be the last one.

After the jailer left, no sound was heard for a long time, so Yan Hui walked over to the next door.

It's damp, dark, and smelly here, these jailers will definitely not guard here, they will definitely stay outside this cell.

I don't know who is locked up next door. The entire cell is surrounded by dense wood, and I can only stretch my fingers through it.

The light couldn't stop, Yan Hui could only vaguely see a big man sitting in the dark corner opposite.

This prison cell is underground, but on the side close to the wall, several holes were cut through for ventilation. At this time, a light just came in from the hole, and it happened to shine on the big man's eyes.

Yan Hui couldn't see this person's face clearly, but he could see the eyeballs under his eyelids were constantly moving, and he didn't know what this person was doing.

The big man didn't eat the bowl of rice that the jailer brought, and he didn't know what posture he was sitting there in.

After waiting for a while, the big man suddenly opened his eyes.

Yan Hui was stabbed in pain and almost cried out. The big man's eyes were like knives, and he could not help pulling his facial muscles, and the pain couldn't be worse.

Looking over again, there was no sharpness in those eyes just now, as if everything was just Yan Hui's illusion.

In the dark, Yan Hui saw the big man walking towards the bowl of rice that the jailer had just put down.

They are all bran and vegetable leaves mixed with stones, even the livestock do not eat them. The only advantage is that they have not completely rotted, and although the smell is unpleasant, it is still bearable.

Seeing the big man move the bowl of rice, Yan Hui couldn't help knocking on the wooden railing hard.

The big man glanced back, but still took the bowl of rice.

Yan Hui was anxious, and in the close-up of the camera, he could see his extremely complicated eyes.

He may have thought of the Yan family again.

He was so powerless then.

He couldn't seem to save anyone.

He is not willing!

How could he be willing!

Suffering such injustice and hardship, if he could swallow his breath, he would be a son of man in vain!

"Don't. Do. Eat. Have. Poison!"

The muscles on his face burst open, and the wet blood flowed down from his face. It looked extremely oozing in the dark, but it made people feel extremely sad.

Among the audience below, many of them were already in tears but didn't know it at all.

What kind of heartache and determination does it take to say that sentence just now?

What kind of pain do you have to endure to ignore the pain on your face?

The big man didn't put down the bowl of rice in his hand, instead he walked into the side of the wall, which was the darkest place, Yan Hui couldn't see it clearly, but he could tell that the man shouldn't have eaten.

Inexplicably, I felt relieved.

His whole body lost all strength, and he slumped to the ground.

The big man didn't know what he did, he walked over from the shadows again, but nodded at Yan Hui.

Yan Hui leaned against the wooden railing, looked up and saw that it was not very real, but he was completely relieved, and at that time there was an urge to fall asleep.

The big man squatted down, passed a finger through the narrow gap in the wooden fence, and tapped Yan Hui's neck.

Yan Hui froze and couldn't move for a moment.

This is? ? ? !