You said you were a little hard to chase

The next day's weather was gloomy but strangely calm, as if Zhou Ce's ending was pronounced in advance.

Shen Shu suggested that Zhou Ce should just stay at home and watch the live broadcast today, but Zhou Ce said that he wanted to see the opinions of professionals. This matter is not as simple as just shooting a group of works.

Unable to resist Zhou Ce, Shen Shu had no choice but to go to the scene with him.

Today, the works are still displayed in the form of exhibitions.

Shen Shu went to the company to sign the contract after receiving the phone call from the president yesterday, so when the camera swiped at her body today, Shen Shu ignored it like nothing.

He read all the works according to the normal process, including Zhou Ce's works, but this time he did not participate in the selection, just because he wanted to stir up topics, so he came here to bring the works to give the works more exposure.

When Shen Shu stepped off the stage and went to the rest area of ​​the exhibition area, he glanced around several times but didn't see Zhou Ce, but after a while, a place in the exhibition area exploded.

Everyone was chatting about something, and among them was Fan Deng, the teacher Fan who praised Zhou Ce yesterday.

At this time, his views are not at all the same as those of the opposite teacher.

"This child has such a savvy and dares to do this. Doesn't this reflect the best photography?!"

The other side was dissatisfied, "The shooting is too bold, it has reached the point of grandstanding."

Shen Shu didn't need to listen much to know that what they were arguing about was Zhou Ce's work.

After all, this exhibition was not successfully held, and no one won the competition, but Zhou Ce, this person, this name caused an uproar on the Internet.

He and Zhou Lijian had expected it well, but this kind of controversial work just couldn't achieve unanimous opinions, but at this time, everyone turned to Zhou Ce to attract attention, but Zhou Lijian didn't expect it.

Shen Shu's cell phone kept ringing, he took it out and glanced to see that it was Zhou Liejian, but he didn't answer it and just muted it.

He was still waiting for Zhou Ce at the sponsor's side.

Zhou Ce was called to have a talk. The organizer wanted him to enter another set of works, but Zhou Ce was unwilling, so there was a stalemate for nearly an hour.

The crowd was surging, and the originally lively exhibition was now very cold.

The crusade on the Internet is expanding at a speed of seconds, and some people say that they will go to the exhibition area and ask Zhou Ce not to participate in national competitions for three years.

Shen Shu knew why the Internet was filled with righteous indignation, and Zhou Ce knew it too, but Zhou Ce didn't have the slightest desire to repent.

"You know that the Internet said that you are a sensationalist, and you want to be a clown!" The director opened the door straight away. He was also optimistic about Zhou Ce at first, but now the pressure of public opinion has increased, and he has to give some explanations to the Internet. It can't be true. He admitted that Zhou Ce did this to become famous.

Zhou Ce hummed, took out his mobile phone, logged on to his Weibo account, and typed: I hope everyone can follow this place as much as I do.

Then click Send.

The moment the director sent it, he felt that something was wrong. He grabbed the phone and took a look. Good guy, this man who is not afraid of death dared to speak out!

Now it's getting harder to tell.

After patting his head, the director was confused, "You are trying to kill me."

Shen Shu was swiping his phone. When he saw Zhou Ce's post, he originally wanted to like and forward it, but he found that someone had touched this Weibo and started insulting him, even saying that he wanted Zhou Ce to be human.

An inexplicable anger suddenly rose, and Shen Shu knocked on the keyboard and was about to start cursing, and when he was typing, he heard the sound of the door opening.

Looking up, it was Zhou Ce who came out.

He looked relaxed and at ease, without any heaviness, and even had a smile on his face.

"Ashu, I'm alive."

The wind was blowing in my ears, the leaves not far away were shaking, and the crowd walked forward with serious expressions. He was the only one who took off his whole body and walked towards him with ease.

The depression and struggles of these times all dissipated at the moment of being hung in the exhibition. Others don't understand, but Shen Shu knows that this is a heavy burden of tens of thousands of catties on Zhou Ce, and he walked for a long time on his back, and then saw Light, even if there is a cliff ahead, he still chooses to jump off.

Although he was still enduring the abuse, his heart finally came back to life, and he did what he promised the village chief.

"En." Shen Shu responded.There was a smile in his eyes, "I know."

Zhou Ce returned home. He didn't read the speeches of those people on the Internet, but just paid attention to Shen Shu all the time, for fear that Shen Shu would also be scolded. In the current technological age, it is not difficult to find out the relationship between two people. For example, Zhou Ce's father now Zhou Liejian has been picked up, and it is also on the hot search.

The phone kept ringing, Zhou Ce got annoyed and answered it.

"Xiao Ce, are you okay?" Zhou Liejian said from the other end of the phone, it was obvious that this incident had also greatly hurt Zhou Liejian, and he was a little tired, "You should stay at home for a few days."

Zhou Ce responded and opened his mouth. He was a little unable to say those words, but at this juncture, no matter how brief the concern is, it is also a kind of greeting.

He said, "Dad, take care of yourself."

"It's alright brat, I knew the consequences before, and I'm prepared."

After speaking, I hung up the phone.

Only then did Zhou Ce relax a little bit. As long as the public opinion is further expanded, and everyone can pay attention to this, then his mission will be considered complete.

Turning around and looking at the nectarine lying on the balcony, Zhou Ce called it over, and while carrying him to the kitchen to search for cat food, he said to himself, "It's been a long vacation, and I will play with you every day from now on."

Nectarine meowed, jumped down, and went straight to Shen Shu.

It could be seen how much it didn't want to stay with Zhou Ce.

Shen Shu picked up the nectarine and comforted it, "It's okay, he was just kidding with you."

Then I saw Zhou Ce sitting on the sofa with an angry face.

They seem to have forgotten what happened in the morning or it didn't happen at all.

Shen Shu walked over to him and asked, "What do you eat?"

Shun Mao for Nectarine while Shun Mao for Zhou Ce.

It's not that Zhou Ce doesn't care about public opinion as much as he thinks, it's just that he doesn't want to show it, and Shen Shu doesn't want to expose him, it's just that it's not good to digest his emotions for a long time.

Shen Shu said, "Do you need me to show you your phone?"

Zhou Ce shook his head, leaned on Shen Shu's head, stared at an old movie and said, "I used to think that when I shoot things, I just need to make them good, and when I want to shoot people, I want to make them beautiful, but I didn't expect People's hearts and human nature can be so complicated."

"This is photography, not just a bunch of machines." Shen Shu said.

Following Zhou Ce's gaze, he looked at the TV, which showed foreign films that were difficult to understand and jerky, very old, black and white silent films.

As now, there is no place for any color.

After a long time, Zhou Ce said, "So I am the executioner or the rescuer."

He asked himself, and also asked Shen Shu.

No one can answer him, and no one can tell him that you did something wrong!You are an executioner, killing the last dignity of that mother and those peasants.No one held his hand and said: You did the right thing, you are a rescuer, you saved the whole village.

Only the clock hanging on the wall, the temperature of Shen Shu pinching his wrist, and the faint light from the TV were the only answers to him.

Shen Shu sighed, got up and went to the kitchen.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, he heard Zhou Ce answer the phone.

It's van den.

Fan Deng is one of the few judges who likes Zhou Ce's works. He made this call for no other reason than to ask him to wait for the results. Whether a work is good or bad depends on how influential he is in the follow-up. In short, let time tell him.

Zhou Ce was silent for a while but still asked, "How long will the time last?"

"Maybe it's just a few days, maybe it's a few months." Van Den said, blinking, "Son, you're fine. I guess you must have struggled and worked hard before competing."

When Zhou Ce was not supported by others, there would be no disturbances, but suddenly an unrelated person told him that you did the right thing, and the moment of grievance collapsed.

His nose was even a little sore, Zhou Ce blinked to force back the tears, then smiled and exchanged pleasantries with Fan Deng for a while before hanging up the phone decently.

After making a phone call, Shen Shu walked out with his face straight.

He heard the conversation between Fan Deng and Zhou Ce, but he didn't have the idea of ​​exploring, just called Zhou Ce to come over for dinner.

Zhou Ce didn't get up, he just turned his head and smiled at Shen Shu, saying, "I probably understand."

This is the so-called growth. It is not as turbulent as imagined, but it is more uncomfortable. I understand the unpredictable world and the unpredictable people.

Sitting in his seat, Zhou Ce didn't chat and eat like before, but ate his noodles silently without saying a word.

Shen Shudao: "What are you thinking? The noodles are not delicious?"

His words brought Zhou Ce back to his senses, Zhou Ce was stunned and said, "Ah Shu, what do you think is the best way to scold me online now?"

"Calling you stupid, don't think so much." Shen Shu said.

Zhou Ce shook his head, and he came up with something even worse, "They should have scolded all eighteen generations of my ancestors."

"Really?" Shen Shu raised his eyebrows, "Then I'm in there too?"

Inexplicably taking advantage of the title of ancestor directly wiped away the little gloom left by Zhou Ce just now, Zhou Ce laughed and corrected Shen Shu, "You are my lover, what is my ancestor?"

Shen Shu didn't play tricks anymore, he slowly put away his smile, and asked Zhou Ce: "How is Zuzong Zhou, is he in a better mood?"

"It's okay." Zhou Ce said, bowed his head and took a sip of the noodle soup, "The noodles are delicious."

After the two of them finished eating the noodles.Only then did Shen Shu turn on his mobile phone and look at the trending searches. Although the situation was not very good, several photographers stood up to support Zhou Ce.

With a little relief in his heart, Shen Shu showed obvious relaxation.

Zhou Ce noticed that after he finished the last sip of soup, he asked Shen Shu, "What are you looking at?"

Although it was a casual question, both of them knew what they were looking at. It was nothing more than the abuse and insults of those people or the back door of his hype, and some even brought up his mother's death.

Shen Shu flipped through the comments, and found that there were indeed things about his mother, but there were only a few sporadic ones, which could not cause a large scale expansion, so what Zhou Ce was most worried about would not happen, but said that there were many people who hyped him, and there were many. Even Shen Shu suspected it was true.

But he didn't tell Zhou Ce, just let him wash the dishes and read books as usual after eating, and finish this ordinary and extraordinary first day.