The director is denying the relationship again [entertainment circle]

The ground was covered with broken glass, so Lu Yan had nowhere to go, so she simply stood at the door, looked innocently at the two people who were still angry, lifted the bag in her hand, touched her nose and said, "That... Teacher , I’m here to pay back the money.”

Fu Hai obviously wasn't in the mood to talk to him. Looking around, there was no place to put his things. He panted and pointed upstairs, "Put it at the door of my study."

"Okay." Lu Yan responded, leaning against the wall to avoid the mess, without even looking at the couple facing each other like two lions, walking in with a bag in their hands.

The two people behind him who had died down somehow met their eyes again, and the fire that had not been extinguished seemed to be splashed with gasoline, and it ignited suddenly.First, he lowered his voice and cursed at the other party, but when his temper came up, he simply quarreled again, without any scruples about the presence of outsiders.

Lu Yan was not interested in other people's private affairs, not to mention he had seen such a scene since he was a child, so he automatically blocked all the voices, curled the corner of his mouth mockingly, and walked down the stairs.

When he raised his eyes, his footsteps stopped.

The young man with a bad complexion stared at him condescendingly, his eyes were cold and vigilant. Although his face was expressionless, his slightly heaving chest and the extremely low air pressure around him made him look like a little beast on the verge of exploding.

The place where he was sitting was just blocked by a wooden plank under the banister of the stairs, so he couldn't be seen from downstairs. No wonder the two quarreled like no one else was around.

"Why don't you care about him playing truant and fighting every day? Now that he is crooked, he still blames me. I should have given birth to such a thing in the first place!"

"He doesn't even talk to me now, what do I care about!"

"I think you are so happy with your students that you don't even want a son!"

The two of them quarreled and the topic fell back to the matter of cheating, and the sound of smashing things suddenly sounded, one after another, wishing to tear down the house together.

Lu Yan stepped up the steps with one foot, and felt an undisguised gaze on him, he walked up step by step as if he didn't feel anything, and then stopped a step away from the boy.

Those words were sharp and piercing, even if Lu Xia subconsciously didn't listen, they still drilled into her ears uncontrollably.

The boy still sat there motionless.

He couldn't see clearly from a distance, but when he stood close, he realized that his eye sockets were red and his bright black eyes were wet, but he still stubbornly disguised himself with an indifferent shell.

Lu Xia looked at him with great interest.

The boy stared back unwillingly.

The noise downstairs was extremely noisy, the place seemed to be enveloped by something, the atmosphere was weird and silent.

After a while, Lu Xia looked away and smiled slightly.

He actually felt the same kind of breath in this person.

The same situation, the same emotion, even the same pretense.

It turns out that children from rich families may not necessarily be happy.

The thought pleased him inexplicably.

Lu Xia, who has always been lacking in empathy and especially rejected rich people, felt a strange sense of satisfaction at this moment.He fumbled into his pocket mysteriously, and took out something—he bought a bottle of water on the way here, but the commissary couldn't change fifty cents, so he simply gave him a lollipop.

Lu Yan handed the lollipop in front of him, without saying a word, and motioned him to continue with her eyes.

The boy was taken aback for a moment, as if a little surprised, he just glanced at it, but didn't answer.

"Orange flavor." Lu Xia said, shaking the lollipop.

"..."

The two fell into an inexplicable stalemate again. Just when Lu Xia was exhausted and wanted to withdraw his hand, the boy suddenly took away the lollipop, and then slowly moved towards the wall, giving him half of the stairs. .

Like paying a toll.

Lu Yan sneered, and walked past him sideways.

He had never been to Fu Hai's house, and he didn't know where the study room was. The doors on the second floor all looked the same. He wanted to ask the kid behind him, but he was inexplicably sure that he would not answer him.

In the end, Lu Xia casually put the bag in front of a door, turned around and went downstairs with ease.

The boy had already got up from the steps, holding the lollipop tightly in his hand, and stood at the stairs looking at him.

Lu Xia turned a blind eye and didn't give him any extra looks.

His sympathy can only last for a moment, and it's because the child is in the same situation as himself.

A lollipop costs [-] cents, and Lu Xia, who is picky and poor, fears that she will be taken back later if she can't think about it.

The two had already quarreled from the living room to the kitchen, smashing pots and bowls vigorously, Lu Yan didn't try to spoil the fun, opened the door silently and left.

The scorching sun outside subsided a bit, he found a shady place to squat down, took out a low-quality cigarette from his pocket, lit it up and took a puff, blowing out the smoke ring without saying a word.

Paying off his debts has cost him almost all his savings.Although Fu Hai wasn't a good husband, and he didn't look like a good father, he was still kind to the students—every time Lu Yan couldn't pay the tuition fee, he was the one who paid for it, and it lasted four years. A small fortune.

Lu Xia was a bastard at school. Except for the directing course, which was able to beat all majors, other theory courses were basically the bottom line, and she couldn't get any scholarships or grants.

After he graduated, he moved bricks on the construction site for half a year, saving money from his teeth, and finally tore up the IOU before he came today.

The stagnation that lingered in my heart for a long time dissipated completely.

The feeling of being debt-free made him breathe a sigh of relief.

But soon his eyebrows frowned again.

It costs [-] yuan to go back by taxi. When I came here, I carried the money to avoid being robbed. I stopped a taxi and bargained with the driver for a long time before I lost [-] yuan.Thinking of this, Lu Xia spat hard.

45 yuan is enough for him to eat soup dumplings for several days.

He has deep and handsome eyebrows, but because of his frowning and gloomy mood all the year round, he looks a bit unhuman and mean.

He got up a little, took out a handful of crumpled money from his trouser pocket, counted it carefully, and confirmed that all his savings were 540 seven yuan.

——Counting the steel jumpers stuffed under the pillow at home, I have to tighten my belt again this week.

Lu Xia finished smoking her cigarette sadly, clapped her hands and stood up.

He decided to walk back.

There are lush trees along the street, and the shadows stretch all the way. Lu Yan is walking slowly on the sidewalk. Vehicles speeding past him, blowing up hot wind and pungent car exhaust, choking him to scold his mother .

Suddenly there was a clear sound of footsteps behind him, and Lu Xia turned around to hear the sound, but only saw a row of silent trees.

He didn't take it to heart, and moved on.

Then I didn’t know what I saw suddenly, my eyes lit up, I quickly took out my mobile phone, tapped a few times on the screen that was shattered into spider webs, and clicked——

It was a butterfly fluttering its wings and landed lightly on the wild flowers by the roadside.

The light is captured just right, even if the screen is too broken to look directly at, the frozen picture is still beautiful and moving.

Lu Xia raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, and the irritability between his brows gradually dissipated. He took pictures along the way with his mobile phone, and took pictures of all kinds of small and difficult-to-percept scenery along the way.

He thought he was a fucking genius.

Although the lunch and evening meals have not been settled yet, the manuscripts and photos that have been submitted have also disappeared. I went to a pheasant university and studied a garbage major.

But he still thinks he is a genius.

There is a saying that makes sense——Heaven will send a great mission to the people, and they must first work hard on their minds, muscles and bones, and starve their bodies.

Lu Xia felt that she was that "Silent man".

But soon he was severely slapped in the face by reality.

The editor of the magazine called him and returned his submission on the grounds that what he wrote was too dark, not like what a normal person could write, and he was so cynical that people suspected that he was anti-social.

Lu Yan hung up the phone halfway through hearing it, cursed a few words viciously at the phone, and even kicked the pebbles on the ground because of his confusion.

Ordinary people don't understand the realm of genius, and talented people are doomed to be lonely.

But geniuses have to eat too.

He can't even afford to eat now.

Lu Xia walked for a long time before finally getting out of this area where rich people lived, leaning against the tree trunk exhaustedly and waiting for the green light.

He was so hot that sweat was dripping from the ends of his hair, and his neck was drenched, looking as if he had just come out of the water.

The sky was about to get dark, and the twilight covered all the buildings with a layer of dazzling and lonely brilliance.

Not far away is the street he is most familiar with, where dilapidated tube buildings can be vaguely seen, and the blowing wind brings a faint smell of oily smoke. This market place will only come alive at night.

He dragged his exhausted body through the winding and narrow alleys, smelling the increasingly strong smell of rice, and kept swallowing his saliva.

He had hardly eaten anything that day, and he was so hungry that his chest stuck to his back. He was taken away by the soup dumplings from Uncle Wang's house, and walked over in disbelief.

He is a frequent visitor to the steamed stuffed bun shop. Uncle Wang greeted him familiarly, with a simple and honest smile on his face full of meat: "Does Xiao Lu want a drawer of soup dumplings?"

"..."

Lu Yan's throat rolled, her eyes shifted from the soup dumpling with difficulty, she stared at her toes and shook her head silently, then she fled away.

"Hey... this kid." Before Uncle Wang could react, he laughed helplessly, turned his head and looked at another person, and greeted enthusiastically, "Do you want something to eat?"

……

Lu Xia lived in the innermost tube building in the alley. The dark and damp corridors were dark, exuding an unspeakable smell all day long.

He was used to the smell, he didn't feel anything, walked to the door with a normal expression, just as he took out the key, he saw a person standing at the entrance of the corridor.

"You haven't paid the rent this month, don't try to find excuses to procrastinate!" The woman yelled at him viciously, looking like she was not to be trifled with.

Lu Xia just glanced at her, not afraid.

"Sister Chen..." He inserted the key into the door lock, twisted it hard, and left a sentence before entering the door, "I will hand it in on time next month!"

Sister Chen didn't realize it at first, and after being stunned for two seconds, she jumped into a rage and cursed at the top of her voice, "Crazy! Every day I know that it's useless to be bored in the house. If you have the ability, go out to work and earn money to pay the rent! Bah!"

The soundproofing effect of the house is not good. After hearing her scolding for a while, Lu Xia fell silent. He breathed a sigh of relief, and fell down on the messy bed like a boneless one, intending to use sleepiness to numb his hunger.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, there was a knock on the door.

Lu Xia took a deep breath, opened her eyes irritably, half-supported her body and then fell down, decisively deciding to pretend she couldn't hear.

He really has no money now, and he will leave when the woman runs out of patience.

Unexpectedly, the knocking on the door came one after another, extremely regular, as if knocking forever.

Lu Xian couldn't sleep, but an evil fire suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart. He jumped up from the bed without warning, his hair was disheveled, and his face was full of resentment. He grabbed the doorknob and yanked it——

"I've said it all—" The voice of gnashing of teeth suddenly came to a screeching halt.

The expression on Lu Xia's face was blank for a moment.

He blinked, making sure he read it right, and said in disbelief, "Why are you?"