Little Slag Rebirth

The huge projection hall was silent for a long time.

Mu Lianxia breathed a sigh of relief. This was the first time he saw the full version of "Falsehood". After the script was changed by Zhou Xin, the whole plot changed a lot. It has become a "confrontation between God and man". Although it still inherits the bloody style of the president as always, it seems that the effect is not bad now.

Comparing it with the previous two works, the young man smiled. He may have understood what Zhou Xin meant by "a rotten plot like warm water". No wonder the president is dissatisfied with No.3.

The body was suddenly hugged into a familiar embrace. The lights in the projection hall hadn't been turned on yet, and the boy could only see a piece of darkness. The man's breathing was slightly hotter and faster than usual.

"Lianxia..." There was a hint of uncertainty in the man's cold voice.

Sensing his brother's mood swings, the teenager stretched out his hand naturally and put it on the man's tall and solid back before he realized it consciously, "I am here."

"......Baby?"

The young man gritted his teeth, then sighed. He moved closer to the man's ear and said in a softer voice, "Brother, don't call me that outside..."

Mu Xiangqiu tightened his arms, as if this was the only way to calm down his emotions.

The young man's pale and sad face still appeared in front of his eyes from time to time, and he said in such a helpless tone: "I'm already dead, I died a long time ago."

No one knew Mu Xiangqiu's mood at that moment, as if there were countless messy fragments flashing through his mind - this scene of watching a young man disappear from his life but being helpless, obviously never happened before, but he was familiar with it Let him startled.

He told himself that the child in his arms was his Lianxia, ​​not the last king of Beili in the movie, not the desperate and resolute person who sacrificed himself to heaven, this was his baby.

is his.

In the last row of the projection hall, the person wearing a peaked cap smiled and said, "Okay, Lao Fei, what your apprentice made is interesting."

The rough-looking man next to him grinned, with a proud expression on his face, "That's right, I don't want to see who brought it out."

"You did it this time, right? I don't believe that a movie like this can only get No.3."

Fei Haike raised his thick black eyebrows, "That girl is still far away, at least her temper needs to be honed and tempered, and it's better to let her suffer a little more now than to be tripped up by others... It’s not easy to stay in that circle.”

"Oh, do you feel sorry for your apprentice?"

"Nonsense, that's my apprentice!"

The lights re-illuminate the auditorium—

"Hey, Lianxia, ​​why is your face so red?"

The boy glanced at the thick glasses in surprise, and choked out two words: "It's so hot." After speaking, he squeezed the man's palm angrily, it's you!

Mu Xiangqiu rubbed the boy's head reassuringly, um, it still feels comfortable to the touch even if the hair is fried.

Mufu

"Master, there's a guest outside who says he's looking for Master." Uncle Qin said, handing over a business card.

Mu Xiangqiu took the business card and glanced at it, Fei Haike?

The boy sitting next to him on the sofa moved his head closer, "Who is it?" Seeing Fei Haike's name, the boy couldn't help shaking his head, "I don't know him."

Uncle Qin suddenly said, "Could it be that you want to find the young master to act in a play?" Alas, our young master is so cute that everyone loves flowers. There is no way... The uncle butler expressed his helplessness and comfort at this.

Looking at the hulking and bearded man in front of him, Mu Lianxia glanced at the word "director" on the business card again, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Hearing Fei Haike's explanation of his visit, the young man showed a polite smile and said his answer: "No, thank you."

Fei Haike was a little surprised. He was also an internationally renowned director. Sincerity was definitely enough for him to pay a visit in person. He didn't expect Mu Lianxia to reject him so simply.

"May I ask why you rejected this opportunity? You should know how rare such an opportunity is." Fei Haike asked.

"I know, but I'm not interested in acting." Seeing that Fei Haike was about to speak, the boy added, "This time the situation is quite special, and I have no intention of developing in this industry."

Don't you want to be the center of attention?Don't you want more people to know you?Don't you yearn for that gorgeous and glamorous world?Fei Haike had a stomach full of words that could be used to persuade the boy, but when he met the boy's clear eyes, he couldn't say these words.

He has watched people all his life, in and out of the play, and he knows how to use and grasp human nature in movies to achieve the desired effect, and he knows how to use human nature outside the play to move around in this circle.So he also knows that when a person has no desire, no matter how much you offer, he will not be tempted.

This boy who rejected him was really not interested in acting, no matter how gaudy he said, the result would be the same.

"Sister Zhou Xin...do you know her?" After hesitating, the boy asked.

"That girl? She's my apprentice."

Mu Lianxia understood that the president really has a great master.

He was already about to get up and leave. Fei Haike remembered what Zhou Xin had said to him, and his heart moved, "If Tang Yufeng also participated in the performance, would you agree?" Trembling, he looked over subconsciously, and found that the man's eyes had moved away, and he was focusing on the boy beside him at the moment, waiting for the boy's answer just like himself.

After a brief silence, the boy said, "Whether he will act or not will not affect my choice. And Tang Yufeng..." The boy stopped and did not continue.

Seeing this, Fei Haike sighed, "Forget it, since you really don't mean it, I can't force it."

After all, it was Zhou Xin's master, and Mu Lianxia sent him all the way outside the gate of the courtyard.

Seeing that Mu Xiangqiu didn't follow, Fei Haike asked, "Did you finish what you said just now?"

Mu Lianxia had a headache. He was really Zhou Xin's master, and he had the same persistent energy. "Tang Yufeng won't agree to you acting."

"How do you know?!" After finishing speaking, I realized that I had slipped my words. Director Fei is very frustrated now. He was rejected twice in a row. How long has it been like this...

"My guess."

"..." Even if you want to lie to me, kid, you can find a better excuse!

The young man lowered his eyes innocently, his amber pupils were half-closed, unable to reveal any waves.

For those who have been acting all day, there is no need for additional plots to act. No matter how good Tang Yufeng's acting is, no one would like his whole life to be a drama.

When the boy came back, he nestled on the sofa again, and Mu Xiangqiu took him over, "Doesn't Lianxia like acting?"

"Not interested." The boy replied firmly, flashing through his mind the tragedy of being bombarded countless times by the president.

"Then besides acting, is there anything Lianxia wants to do?"

The boy blinked and understood what the man meant, "Brother, what Lianxia is doing now is what I want to do."

Seeing the man's persistent eyes, the young man suddenly resigned to his fate and sighed heavily, "Well, you have discovered all of this. In fact, I have wanted to do something for a long time, but I don't think you will agree."

"I want..." Facing his brother's serious expression, the boy finally couldn't help but burst out laughing, "I want to eat creme brulee!"

The man frowned slightly, "It's almost time for dinner, Lian Xia, you won't be able to eat." His forehead was pressed against the young man who was smiling so brightly that his eyes lit up, and the man's tone was a little helpless, "You know what I'm asking? this."

"Well, I know." The boy lightly bumped the man's forehead, "I know."

"...you can only eat a little." Seeing the boy's surprised eyes, the man reiterated, "You can only eat a little creme brulee, and you will have dinner later, you know?"

The young man smiled and said, "Don't worry, brother, you'll get half of the creme brulee."

"You," the man poked the boy's tender cheek, "Okay, give me half."

Tang's Villa

The stern man wearing sunglasses handed a stack of documents to Tang Yufeng, "This is the latest news from over there. She has been doing a lot recently."

"Oh, it seems that it's the critical time, even she is in a hurry."

His white and slender fingers slowly slid across the paper, and finally stopped on a name. The young man's voice seemed to be whispering, "I should have thought of it earlier, Mu Lianxia, ​​Mu Xiangqiu..."

"Tang Xin, I remember that [Jinglin] and Mu's have a project to cooperate with, right?"

The man opposite nodded silently.

The young man raised his lips, "Then we have to prepare well, Tang Xin, this time it's up to you."

The man's eyes flickered under the sunglasses, and he tightened the corners of his lips, remembering what the man said to himself many years ago, "Tang Xin, if possible, I hope you will never have the opportunity to use this ability again in your life."

At that time, he was covered in cold sweat from the pain. The handsome man looked at him worriedly, and his tone was as firm as an oath, "As long as I, Tang Yi, are here, I won't give you this chance."

At that time, he was thinking, how could there be such a person?

How could there be someone like you, Tang Yi?So kind, so stubborn, clearly in a circle full of money and calculations, but able to be spotless, clearly seeing the ugliness and despicableness of this world, but still willing to believe in hope and all good things.

"Your contradictory personality will kill you sooner or later." He said to Tang Yi.

The man smiled embarrassingly, "I can't help it, I can't change it."

It's not that you can't change, but you don't want to change.He thought, he really should have forced that idiot to get rid of it at that time, maybe, then there would be no such things that happened later.

Now I understand, but I don't even have this chance.

The author has something to say: 【Why are you blushing Lianxia】 article:

Thick glasses: "Hey, Lianxia, ​​why are you blushing? Could it be that you were boiled?! Who did it, my buddy will avenge you!"

Xiao Zha [points to the person behind him]: "He."

Thick glasses: "It's him... Damn it's him! Cough cough, Lianxia, ​​please ask for blessings, if they want to be steamed or boiled, you should take off your clothes and cooperate quickly. Don't be disobedient, big brother, you bastard!"

Xiao Zha: "..."

Eldest brother [squinting and smiling]: "Of course."

ps: Thank you Jun for throwing the little landmine, [cover face] Sajia's heart is finally not so disturbed.

I originally wanted to update it yesterday, but the status really didn’t adjust, and what I wrote almost didn’t surprise me...

The reason why the short story "Falsehood" exists is because in the main text, I can't bear to abuse my family, but my hands are itchy, cough, so I spill dog's blood in the movie.Facts have proved that the aftereffects of writing abusive texts are powerful. When I crossed the road at home the next morning, my mind was still full of those plots. Nima is too dangerous-you must pay attention when crossing the road, girls, really!

Finally, the next update is tomorrow.