The burden of true and false idols

Xiao Fu rarely stayed up late and finished reading the script.It is a somewhat romantic story mixed with a little helplessness, a very typical literary film.

This movie should be beautiful, but this movie is extremely difficult to make.The narrative rhythm is very slow, and the story seems simple, lacking twists and suspense.The artistic conception is very beautiful, but it tests the ability of actors and photographers.How to set the scene, how to create an atmosphere, and how to perform a lingering feeling are all extremely troublesome.

Xiao Fu has no awards, no substantive things that can prove his acting skills.In fact, his previous filmings have largely relied on his innate talent.

He has aura, but not to the point where he can be called an acting genius.

Such a movie is not for everyone.It is quite difficult, and it is the directorial debut of a young actor, so it will definitely have a certain degree of topicality.

If you act well, you will naturally receive high praise.If the performance goes wrong, it will also expose one's true strength, and it will destroy the popularity of the audience left before.

But Xiao Fu didn't think about it, he stared at the screen repeatedly, thinking about what kind of mood Xu Wang was wrapped in such a story.

What exactly is hidden there, so that Xu Wang can write words such as fear, nightmare, pain and struggle?

In the end Xiao Fu fell asleep in a daze without thinking about it.

There was no work the next day, so he slept late, and only got up from the bed at almost ten o'clock.The dark curtains were drawn, and the room was still in a trance.On the bedside table, the breathing light of the mobile phone flickered, like the eyes of people struggling in the undercurrent.

Xiao Fu turned on the phone, the cold body was filled with information at the moment, and the upper right corner of various communication software was terribly red.

Oh, he's trending.

#肖潮前脸# This topic is currently at the top of the list, and the reading volume is horribly abnormal.

Xiao Fu took a look, he was fat in junior high school, his face was so bloated that he smiled foolishly and rusticly, acne had taken over his whole face, his eyes could hardly be opened, and he was permanently frozen in the ugly photos.

The first item entered in the hot search was insinuating: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I was also fat when I was a child, why am I not so thin now?Xiao Nanshen is indeed Xiao Nanshen.

The comments are naturally straightforward:

Tut tut.You are still awesome at changing skins.

It's good to change your head.When she loses weight, she blows her potential stocks, without anyone noticing, xxj is still licking her face.Winner in life.

It's just a few things that are neither male nor female, it's disgusting, and it's fucking made, bah.

……

News from the agent came in again, asking him not to make any remarks, and the company will issue a statement to clarify the facts soon.

Xiao Fu replied the message, threw the phone away, and lay back on the bed.

bother.

Xiao Fu stared at the ceiling for a long time, then sat up abruptly, brought the phone over, swiped and opened the photo album, and flipped through it for a long time.

Xu Wang was in the middle of commercial filming, and his assistant came over with a mobile phone and told him that Xiao Fu had sent him a message.

Xu Wang took it over and saw that there were two photos.

It was Xiao Fu's childhood.

One is wearing a small suit, very cute, being pulled by a beautiful woman, smiling happily at the camera.

The other one is wearing a small skirt, long black curly hair, big eyes, very shiny.It should be what he said before, the photo of playing the princess in the kindergarten.

Contacting today's hot search, Xu Wang quickly understood.After hesitating for a few minutes, he typed and sent:

You were cute when you were a child, and you are cute now.But whether you have plastic surgery or not, it doesn't matter in my opinion, everyone has their own choice.No matter what you look like, I like you.I know you haven't had plastic surgery.

Don't be afraid, little fool.You don't need to prove anything.

I love these two photos.But they are not evidence, they are your gift to me.I hope you will not be affected by the comments on the Internet, I, I am very afraid that you will be hurt.

Xu Wang felt very annoyed.Some netizens are just too aggressive.It's fine to catch wind and shadow, but is it interesting to use photos from the past to abuse people wantonly?It is really too much to maliciously magnify the normal changes of a teenager's puberty.

Xu Wang was very distressed.

Xiao Fu replied quickly: It's not good-looking.

He was talking about those photos on the Internet, he was denying his former self.Xu Huang's heart seemed to be stabbed, he could almost imagine Xiao Fu's appearance when he typed these words.

Xu Wang hadn't replied yet, another message came in.

Xiao Fu: Don't look at it.

Words are imperceptible.Xu Wu could see it.It was as if a young man was huddled in a dark and dirty corner, desperately covering his face, buried his head very low, and said in fear: Don't look.Don't look at me so ugly.

Xu Wang said hello and left the studio quickly.This is the first time he has left in the middle of a shoot for so many years.

In the dressing room, Xu Wang closed the door tightly and sent a video invitation to come over.

Xiao Fu didn't hang up willfully, he answered the call, still in his pajamas, and called obediently, "Brother."

"Don't be sad." Xu Wang touched the screen.

But Xiao Fu smiled: "I'm not sad. What's the matter? Haven't many artists been questioned like this? It's just something out of nothing, I just find it annoying."

Xu Wang couldn't help laughing when he thought of the scene of the poor little girl he had imagined, and said softly, "I thought I was crying? I wanted to see if the little baby looked good when he was crying, but he couldn't."

Xiao Fu really exploded: "You posted the video just to watch me cry?"

Xu Wang was serious: "I guess Xiaosha looks good when she cries, I can't bear to miss it."

After Xiao Fu heard this, he laughed again.After a while, he pursed his lips, looked away from the camera, and lowered his eyes and said, "The two photos just now are not evidence."

"Yeah." Xu Wan's voice was very gentle, "It's a gift from today. I'll have it tomorrow. I guess I'm five or six years old today. Tomorrow I want a photo of seven or eight years old."

Xiao Fu was so confused by his gangster logic that he almost forgot what to say. He glared at him before speaking again, but he was no longer so unconfident. He whispered: "It's for washing your eyes. Forget about the very ugly picture just now." Ugly me."

Xu Wang was about to tell him that he was not ugly at all.

Xiao Fu raised his head slowly and reverently, his eyes were rippling, and he looked at Xu Wang: "Yesterday at the movie theater, you praised me for being beautiful."

"I hope you find me beautiful. Beauty is what people naturally like. Xu Wang, you have to remember my beauty."

Xiao Fu on the screen was looking at him with a very innocent expression.

Xu Wang felt that someone was playing the qin on his heart, and the music was moving, but the bow was pulled back and forth on the heartstrings, and he was in excruciating pain, and the music became more and more melodious.It was the sound of intoxication and pain mixed together, and his heart was both joyful and sad.

At this moment, Xu Wang felt that he loved Xiao Fu very much, and his heart ached too much.

Without language, you can only rely on body movements.Xu Wang kissed the cold screen, and kissed Xiao Fu's cheek in the air.

"Xiao Fu, beauty is a kind of brilliance. Complexion can't cover it, and darkness can't cover it. You are beautiful now, and you were beautiful then."

"I love you, love you so much. I want you to get dressed and go out now, and come and meet me after breakfast. I must kiss you, come, and shine your light on me, and heal my aching heart. "

Xiao Fu's whole body was trembling, he was holding the phone tightly, almost screaming with excitement: "I came to find you?"

Xu Wang urged, his heart was on fire, and he looked at him fixedly: "Come on!"

Xiao Fu tore off his pajamas, revealing a thin waist. He hurriedly opened the closet, grabbed a white shirt and jeans, and put them on impatiently.

He roared: "I'll come right away!"

Xu Wang pressed his back against the door, his heart beating extremely fast.How fucking crazy he thought.Restless in his body, he immediately reacted the moment he saw Xiao Fu's body.

Xu Huang hung up the video in embarrassment, and sent him the location again. He arched his back slightly like a high school student, and hid in the bathroom.

He is really reserved.What to say to Xiao Fu to let him heal him with the brilliance of beauty is not enough, not enough!

He needs to kiss him, hold him, wrap his arms around his waist, hear him cry.

Turn on the faucet, the sound of water rushing.Xu Wang kissed his fingers, thinking about Xiao Fu's smell.

The author has something to say: Kissing one's own fingers may be a bit of a second-guess.But I always kiss my index finger, when I feel emotional (not in that sense), it's a gesture to soothe the up and down, restless mind.