The burden of true and false idols

Xiao Fu woke up in the familiar smell, his head was a little dizzy, his eyelids were sore.

"Are you awake?" Xu Wang's clear voice sounded.

Xiao Fu wanted to sit up, but Xu Wang stopped him: "Don't move around, there is a needle in your hand."

Only then did Xiao Fu see the infusion tube, drop by drop, the cold liquid flowed into his blood vessels.

Xu Wang saw that his eyes were not blinking, and his expression was a little weird, so he asked aloud, "Do you want to unplug it?"

Xiao Fu was surprised: "How do you know?"

Xu Wangruo smiled nonchalantly, and said softly: "Are you thinking that you are going to sit up suddenly, then pull out the needle without changing your expression, throw off the quilt and jump out of bed?"

Xiao Fu's back felt cold, and his eyes froze with fright: "Who are you?"

Xu Wang moved closer to him, little by little, his eyes always glued to his eyes.

Xiao Fu almost broke out in a cold sweat, seeing Xu Wang getting closer and closer to him.

Xu Wang raised his hand and curled his fingers.

Xiao Fu thought to himself: Don't do it, don't do it, he knows everything I think, he's going to take my nerves away, what should I do!

With a pain in his forehead, Xiao Fu couldn't help but yelled: "I don't want to become an idiot yet! Don't take it away!"

Xu Wang's breath was far away.

Xiao Fu took a closer look, Xu Wang sat back on the bedside, looking at him like a fool, he still maintained the gesture just now, smiling and shaking in front of Xiao Fu.

It turned out that he just flicked his forehead.

Xiao Fu's sand sculpture nerves finally returned to normal, and he glared at Xu Wang unhappily: "How do you know what I'm thinking?"

"Because I am a god." Xu Wang said, "I can see everyone's thoughts."

"Stop talking nonsense." Xiao Fu laughed at him as a second grader.

Xu Wang shook his fingers in a serious manner, and said solemnly: "Your brain was occupied by a gang of villains when you were unconscious. They had secret talks on that brain planet, and they wanted to plunder your thinking territory and occupy your body. For yourself."

He looked awe-inspiring: "If I didn't stop you in time and wake you up with the finger of God, they have already negotiated to take away your will. Otherwise, why do you want to pull out the needle as soon as you wake up? Think about it, are you Didn't you have a strong idea of ​​jumping out of the window to escape?"

Xiao Fu couldn't help but nod his breath when he heard this.right!He just wanted to flip out handsomely through the window!

Xu Wang took a deep look at him: "If it weren't for me, you would have fallen from a ten-story building by now, and let them take everything from you."

Xiao Fu patted his chest in fear: "It's so scary."

Xu Wang took the opportunity to touch his hair: "Don't be afraid, I will protect your soul."

Xiao Fu shivered and said in a low voice: "Get closer to me, I'm afraid, sit on my bed."

Xu Wang's eyes darkened, he listened to his words, and sat beside him.

Just when he sat up, he propped his arms on the bed, but was suddenly held down by Xiao Fu, and he pushed him onto the bed.

As soon as his head touched the pillow, Xiao Fu pressed down and stared at him with burning eyes.

Xu Wang slightly bent his mouth and looked at the person above: "What?"

"Brother Xu Huang," Xiao Fu said slowly, "Silly brother, Xiao Fu, that handsome, cool, charming man with an IQ of [-], has fallen asleep, and now it's me, Xiao. More handsome, cooler and more charming. Floating here. Your fingers failed to wake him up, and now I'm going to deal with you."

The corners of Xu Wang's mouth were even more curved, his eyes were full of smiles, and he pretended to be surprised and asked: "How is it possible? How can my spell fail?"

Xiao Fu lifted the hair on his forehead, and his eyes became deep: "That's not the point. Why don't you guess how I'm going to deal with you?"

Xu Wang seemed to think about it seriously, and sincerely suggested: "Take a small leather whip and whip it hard."

Xiao Fu broke his power in a second.The actor is still the actor, he can act more than him.He couldn't laugh, so he just fell directly on Xu Wang's body, laughing until tears came out.

Xu Wang also smiled softly, and went around with his left hand to protect the hand where he was getting the needle, in case he missed the needle.

Xiao Fu twitched with a smile: "Hey brother, I found that you have more sand sculptures than I do."

Xu Wang was serious: "No. I just cooperate with you."

"I'm really curious, how do you know what I'm brainstorming?"

If you watch almost all the videos of a person, you will have a deep understanding of his every expression and movement.

Xiao Fu is just a little sand sculpture, everything he thinks is written on his face.

But Xu Wang replied very reservedly: "In every man's mind, there is probably a fantasy about the scene of Infernal Affairs. I have made such a movie, and I understand that feeling."

Xiao Fu smiled and sighed, "Yeah. It would be nice if I could make police and gangster movies sometime, how cool it is."

At this time, the door of the ward was opened, Sister Lin walked in happily with her mobile phone, but saw Xu Wang being pressed on the bed by Xiao Fu, the two were talking and laughing, their smile froze, and their expression gradually became abnormal.

Xu Wang calmly sat up, straightened his clothes, and then sat back on the chair beside the bed.

Xiao Zhinan didn't notice anything, he waved at Sister Lin, and with the perfect self-consciousness of a patient, asked her to give her a glass of life-saving happy kiwi juice.

Sister Lin didn't go to buy him kiwi juice right away, she walked to his bedside, and happily handed him the phone: "Ning Chenglun has publicly apologized! Hahaha, it's so satisfying! Tell him to spread rumors and cause trouble, and now the company says If you want to pursue legal responsibility, you will be cowardly!"

Xiao Fu looked at the screen and fell silent in a rare way.The cold electronic screen dimmed little by little, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Sister Lin saw that his expression was wrong, she took back her phone, and hurriedly said that she was going to buy a drink, for fear of making him unhappy if she said something wrong again.

Xiao Fu looked at everything in the ward and sighed.

When they practiced together before, going to the hospital seemed to be the norm.Today this one fell during dance practice and was admitted to the hospital, and tomorrow the other has a broken bone, and the beds are still next to each other.Like a baton, come one by one.

But everyone is supporting and carrying.No one said they were tired, no one said it was painful, lying on the hospital bed, we had to analyze each other's movements to look better.

Everyone is under tremendous pressure, everyone is struggling to practice late at night, and no one wants to debut.

Xiao Fu heard that Ning Chenglun was crying alone in the bathroom, and his parents severely accused him of not doing his job properly on the phone.

They all want to be on stage.They long for lights, long for applause.

Xiao Fu is lucky.He got popularity, got love.But they, in such an impetuous circle, in this terrifying circle where the weak prey on the strong, were swallowed up by the crowd.

They were abandoned by the market and fans.They packed their bags, left the company, and left the stage.

Xiao Fu felt very painful.He worked so hard, he cheered for his teammates over and over again, kept saying "we can do it!", and in the end, he was the only one left.

Some people are not suitable for the stage, some people have no talent in art, and some people are too slow to exude their charm, so they are overwhelmed by the endless stream of newcomers.

However, can sincere love be measured by the four words "success or failure"?

Xiao Fu can still stand on the stage, he can dance and sing, he gets applause and cheers.But this does not necessarily mean that he has really made excellent works.

And his teammates, who have sweated countless days and nights with him, dedicated their youth to the music they love, but they left the stage sadly, and since then they can only stand in the darkness that the spotlight will not touch.

Looking at Ning Chenglun's apology statement, Xiao Fu was not at all satisfied.

Jealousy and malice often breed where dreams are shattered.He really didn't understand Ning Chenglun's extreme and viciousness, but he knew how much pain the other party had endured.

It sounds a bit hypocritical, but they once fought side by side together.

For the next few days, Xiao Fu was not in high spirits, he was not living like a sand sculpture like before, he was simple and happy.

"Kakaka!" Director Zhang stood up and looked at Xiao Fu helplessly, "The expression is wrong."

"Sorry Director Zhang, let's do it again." Xiao Fu bowed and apologized to the staff.

In fact, he seldom affects his work because of his personal emotions. This time he was really too depressed, and he couldn't get into the mood even when he was filming.

After NG more than ten times, Director Zhang called to stop, told him to sort out his emotions, and continue after he adjusted.

Xiao Fu was very sorry and kept bowing and apologizing.

In the bathroom, he splashed cold water on his face and forced himself to concentrate on the script.

My mind is always messed up.Ning Chenglun humbly begged his manager not to terminate the contract, as if it was still in front of him.

Those words of apology pierced his heart densely, making Xiao Fu's heart bleed.He saw Ning Chenglun's humbleness again, just like when he turned around and left the stage lonely.

Yes.He regretted it, he felt that he shouldn't have behaved like that, he should have fought for more shots for all his teammates.

The wrist was suddenly grabbed, Xu Wang handed him a piece of paper: "Don't rush, wipe your face."

Xiao Fu gritted his teeth, suppressed the churning emotions in his chest, took the paper and wiped his face seriously: "Thank you brother, I will tidy it up soon, and it will not affect the progress of the shooting."

Xu Wang looked at him and said softly, "Come with me."

He took Xiao Fu to the rooftop, and the wind blew over, making his hair stand on end, but Xiao Fu didn't seem to feel anything.

"Would you mind telling me?" Xu Wang asked.

Xiao Fu looked at him, hesitant.

Xu Wang didn't say anything, neither urged him nor promised anything.

"Let's blow some air." Xu Wang walked over and grabbed the railing.

Xiao Fu stood behind him, struggled for a long time, but still chose to confide.

"I'm not full of sympathy. He said bad things about me, I was still angry, and I would be happy to beat him up. However, I thought that we used to be a group, and we should have walked hand in hand, but I left alone. They just have to give up and I'm very sad."

"I feel that I have not fulfilled the obligations of a teammate at all. We are teammates, but I perform alone and show off alone."

"I was a bad company and I'm sorry. We came together for the same purpose and I selfishly went first to pick the fruit and they got nothing."

Xiao Fu squatted down, inserted/inserted his fingers into his hair, and grabbed his hair tightly: "I'm really too bad."

Xu Wang pressed his hand: "Don't ruin your hairstyle."

Xiao Fu was even more depressed, let go of his hand, and said in embarrassment: "The hairstyle teacher worked so hard for a long time, and I ruined it again, I really..."

"I think you may have misunderstood something." Xu Wang interrupted him.

With red eyes, Xiao Fu looked up at him.

"Team spirit is a kind of cohesion, and it is the spiritual force that makes a group of people come together for the same goal and continue to walk."

Xu Wang touched his hair and said softly: "It is impossible for a plate of loose sand to become a sand sculpture. It must have a strong effect to make them condense together."

Xiao Fu sounded strange.

Xu Wang glanced at him and pulled his mind back: "A real sand sculpture, a sculpture."

Xiao Fu nodded obediently.

Xu Wang went on to say: "How could it be a mistake for you to work hard to shine? Besides, without you, many people would never know the name of that group."

"But I forgot to mention my combination over and over again." Xiao Fu blamed himself.

"You have done a good job." Xu Wang looked at him tenderly, "I know you cheered them on over and over again, always encouraging them."

"The belief in wanting to make music is your cohesion. Despite frustration and depression, as long as you want to make music, as long as they are willing, you can continue."

"It may sound like irrelevant remarks. But really, giving up what I have always wanted to do is not because the road ahead is limited, but because I chose to retreat first."

"Some people may die on the road of pursuit, even if he can never pursue it."

"Would you give up your music if you were the only one listening to it forever?"

Xiao Fu raised his head, thought for a long time, and said slowly: "I will be my own audience."

Xu Fan's voice was low: "They can only leave, that's right. But they could have chosen another way to start again. It was they who killed the way to continue. If their music must be listened to, then no one will listen , It is also their choice for them to give up."

Xiao Fu was startled.

"Xiao Fu," Xu Wang asked him again, "No one will listen to you, will you continue?"

Xiao Fu raised his hand to cover his forehead, and lowered his voice: "Music exists in emotion. Only death, the end of emotion, can I give up."

"Then you should understand," Xu Wang said, "you only came together because you wanted to make music. As long as they are still making music, you will still be music partners, and the team spirit will not die. No one will abandon the other, Only your own heart abandons music."

Xiao Fu stood up, hugged Xu Wang hard, and then let go: "I see. Thank you."

Xu Huang used his index finger to touch the tip of his nose: "God's finger, give you strength."

Xiao Fu burst out laughing, and looked at Xu Wang: "I've come to my senses. That cowardly idiot who wanted to occupy my mind planet has already left."

Xiao Fu stood up straight with firm eyes: "Now, the glaring crew is my team. I want to be an excellent filmmaker, and I will try my best to make our films the best."

"Then," Xu Wang stretched out his right hand to him, "Actor Xiao, I hope we can have a happy cooperation."

The author has something to say: A comrade is a friend.Those who have the same belief and the same love are friends.Dreams never die, team spirit never dies.

Ning Chenglun is really bad, he can't blame Xiao Fu for not gaining popularity.Xiao Fu is still very angry, but also feels sorry for him, and hopes that Ning Chenglun will get better~

This chapter has been changed for the third time, ah, I don’t want to change it again.

The agreed-upon sand sculptures are becoming less and less sand sculptures, and they are on the road of no return in the second year of middle school.

(I hope to be as determined as Xiao Fu, no one is listening/reading, and I can insist on writing the songs/stories I want to write.)