After falling into the shadow's trap

It was by chance that Lan Xingyue paid attention to "Wu Xidi Creek".

At that time, she was already a little famous, at least she had some choices, and she would not have to be chosen like when she first stepped into the entertainment industry.I also got paid for filming, although it is not much, but it can treat Lan Xin's illness.Not to mention getting Lin Yun as her manager, compared with other young actors who are still at the bottom, her future is bright.

But she is not happy.

Although people may be called hypocritical for saying this, they will say, you are so famous and you have made a lot of money, why are you unhappy.

But when a person can gain fame and wealth, endless troubles will buzz around her like annoying mosquitoes.

Under Lin Yun's arrangement, she attended one event after another to increase her exposure, participated in one bar after another to broaden her network, was forced to engage in many social activities, and met with different platform leaders, producers, The director and the actors communicate with each other hypocritically.

Every time she walks among all kinds of people and exchanges glasses with them, the smile on Lan Xingyue's face is as if she has been measured with a standard scale, mechanical and rigid, as if she is a well-programmed machine.

The only thing that makes Lan Xingyue happy is that she got the role she wanted to play through these annoying interactions.

So to some extent she is very grateful to Lin Yun.

Without her, I might still be running around in different crews, and never get in touch with excellent scripts and crews.

However, Lin Yun's popular plan for her seems to have no boundaries and no end.

During that time, when and what role should she take on, whether she will act in a TV series or a movie next time, any choice must be reviewed and approved by a professional team.There are even deliberate arrangements for her occasional Weibo, the clothes she wears every day, and who she interacts with on the show.

Lan Xingyue recognized the hard work of Lin Yun and the team members, so she has been working hard to cooperate without causing trouble.

Until one day, when she happened to be filming on set, Lin Yun made a phone call.

"Come over tonight, the address has been sent to you."

"Is there anything urgent?" She felt inexplicable, "I have a night show tonight."

"It's good for you to make a scene. I'll help you ask for leave from the crew and call the driver."

Lan Xingyue was a little angry, but she still politely refused: "Why don't I go, and I have to trouble them to make up for the progress of the leave."

"I have already asked for leave, and the driver is coming soon. Just put the documents here, thank you." Lin Yun seemed to be very busy, and the sound of flipping papers kept coming from the other end of the phone, turning a blind eye to her refusal.

"Sister Lin, I really don't..."

The other party interrupted her in an unquestionable tone: "Clean up as soon as possible, keep it simple and generous. I still have something to do, so I hang up."

Listening to the busy tone from the other end of the call, she pinched the phone tightly expressionlessly, then released it weakly, leaving a clear fingerprint on the screen, and then showed a somewhat dazed expression.

After apologizing to the entire crew, Lan Xingyue left the set.

Sitting in the nanny car, looking at the scenery that is constantly speeding back and forth, the trees on the side of the road are swaying in the wind, and the hills in the distance are layered on top of each other, blurred into dark green color blocks.

Will it always be like this in the future?she thinks.

As soon as she was about to arrive at the high-end hotel, there were many people wearing famous brands and arrogant expressions passing by the door, Lan Xingyue closed the car window silently.

I do not want.She said to herself in her heart.

That night, Lan Xingyue was more cooperative than usual at the wine table. She was well-rounded and good at dancing.

After the meal, everyone chatted casually, and the two actors next to Lan Xingyue mentioned a painter they discovered recently called "Wu Xidixi".

Freedom and lightness can be felt from her paintings, which make people relax.

Freedom, this is a word frequently mentioned by the two of them during their discussions.

It seemed interesting, Lan Xingyue remembered the name.

After the dinner party, she endured the nausea that kept coming up from her stomach, and held on until everyone left, before rushing into the bathroom to vomit.

Xiao Tang came in and took out a tissue and handed it to her, and patted her on the back worriedly.

Turning on the faucet, Lan Xingyue washed her hands, took the paper towel and wiped it off, then looked up at herself in the mirror.

The eye sockets were red, there were tears in the corners of the eyes, and the lips were peeled, without a trace of blood.The makeup was also worn out, her face was flushed from a cough, and her hair was messy against her forehead.

There is no such thing as the look of talking and laughing with others just now.

The warm yellow light in the bathroom hit her face, slightly obliterating her tired look.

"Xiao Tang, call Sister Lin."

This was Lan Xingyue's first attempt to negotiate terms with Lin Yun.

The other party softened her tone in her resolute to paranoid attitude, silently made a concession, and agreed not to disturb her during filming.

"I can completely let you film in peace and stability all the time, but Lan Xingyue, the resources you want won't fall from the sky and fall on your head."

Lin Yun analyzed the pros and cons with her in a business-like manner, her voice still calm and cold: "Since you didn't refuse when I approached you, no matter what the reason is, I will assume that you can accept my way of doing things."

"If you don't try your best to seize the opportunity in your own hands, there are many people here who can replace your role. Avoiding can't solve any problems. I didn't expect you to be so naive."

Lan Xingyue seemed to be unable to stand, leaning on the sink while leaning on it.His fingers pinched the edge of the countertop forcefully, his fingertips turned white.

Maybe it's really fingers.

The cold temperature of the marble passed through her fingertips, and she climbed irresistibly, following the warm blood to the heart.

Lan Xingyue remained silent on the way home, and Lin Yun's words on the phone kept echoing in her mind.

"She's right." She said suddenly, startling Xiao Tang next to her.

Seeing her ugly face, Xiao Tang opened his mouth several times but couldn't speak to comfort her, so he hurriedly said: "Sister Lin didn't mean anything else, she just said that to cultivate you."

"I'm so naive," Lan Xingyue seemed to have recovered, she nodded with her chin in her hand, "She said she wouldn't bother me when I became popular."

Therefore, we must seize all opportunities to pave the way. Only by standing high enough can we have more rights to refuse.

Innocence is nice, but she can't afford it.

Recalling the conversation between the two actors today, Lan Xingyue opened Weibo, entered "Wu Xidixi", and clicked search.

The circle on which the webpage was loaded flashed twice and quickly disappeared from the screen.

The first thing that came into Lan Xingyue's sight was a painting.

Large fields, golden wheat waves.

The sun rose very high, and its fiery light tinted the entire sky a pale color.At the junction of the wheat field and the sky, there is a water-green forest.There is a shallow pond next to it, which is very small with a few strokes. There is a small wooden bench and a fishing rod on the bank, but people don't know where they went.

Lan Xingyue was taken aback for a moment, then continued to scroll down.

Butterflies on the window sill about to take off in the wind, paper airplanes flying between the stars, sika deer chasing each other on the hillside grass...

"Wu Sidixi" has a distinctive style, and likes to use bright colors and bold color jumps, which makes her paintings always feel bright and unrestrained.

While flipping through and saving, Lan Xingyue silently followed the other party with her trumpet.

The Weibo profile picture of "Wu Sidixi" should be a stick figure drawn by myself, which is very cute, and her signature is on the hat.Lan Xingyue unconsciously took a few more glances.

Later, she accepted more and more rules, got better and better in the entertainment industry, and the photo album dedicated to "Wu Sidixi" in her mobile phone became thicker and thicker.

Every night when she was lying quietly on the bed, feeling as if there was a growing hole deep in her heart that would gradually swallow her whole, Lan Xingyue would habitually click on the photo album and immerse herself in the paintings.

Art, like human emotions, can empathize and communicate with each other.

It is like a ding-dong flowing brook, flowing through the heart of "Wusidi Creek" and flowing into the hollow of Lan Xingyue's heart.

A stream never stops until it is filled.

This feeling is like storing a part of herself in the stream, even if it is no longer on her body, Lan Xingyue knows that it will always exist and will never disappear.

"Am I going to record a variety show on the day of the signing?" She turned to Xiao Tang to confirm.

Xiao Tang thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes, the air tickets are booked for you near the city square in Jiangcheng."

Lan Xingyue lowered her head in thought, unconsciously rubbing the phone case.

After a while, she seemed to have made some decision, opened the chat box with the remark titled "Lin Jing", and sent a message to the opposite party: Have you returned to China?

A voice came back on the opposite side. Lan Xingyue clicked and listened. The clear teenagers sounded with an excitement: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Returning! Are you finally going to sign me? I want a to sign!"

Hearing the voice coming from her mobile phone, Xiao Tang was stunned for a moment, and asked doubtfully, "Isn't this Sister Lin's younger brother?"

"Well, I need his help." Lan Xingyue had a smile on her lips, and her fingers danced nimbly on the screen.

"Then I'll go to the company and get him a signed photo of you," Xiao Tang thought carefully for her. "However, Lin Jing is also your big fan, so I need to ask him for help this time."

Without Lan Xingyue's reply, Xiao Tang turned to look, and found that she was looking out the window without knowing what she was thinking, with a happy and expectant look, her eyes narrowed with a smile.