The Sand Sculpture Actor Awakens

In the original book, apart from being forced to eat and live with him, the most important thing that made Rong Qian hold a grudge against Ban Zhun was Ban Zhun's mouth.

Whenever there are outsiders present, Ban Zhun is as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood, showing off to the people around him the sweet life he fabricated out of thin air after being with Rong Qian.

Even though the things that Ban Zhun said were not true, no one cared whether they happened or not. They just wanted to see the tragic defeat of the Rong family, who had always been defiant, and the forced young master of the Rong family. The embarrassing situation of bowing your head under the eaves of someone else's house.

Ban Zhun captured this important information in intermittent memory, so when the two friends walked in, he firmly maintained a state of being as quiet as a chicken.

After hearing the words intended to tease Rong Qian, Ban Zhun hurriedly straightened his back, trying to get them to stop talking.

Rong Qian didn't like the noisy environment the most, so when the people outside the door swaggered in, he immediately turned his back to them in annoyance, lowered his head and sorted out the books he brought to the hospital, without saying a word.

The tall man in the lead looked at Rong Qian's back, and asked Ban Zhun again: "Who is this, Ah Zhun? You called me to dance again?"

The man standing in front of Ban Zhun's hospital bed is Hu Peng. He is the friend who has been with Ban Zhun for the longest time. The two grew up together, so good that they can wear a pair of pants.

Seeing that Ban Zhun didn't answer them after they came in, and just flirted with them like he had trachoma, Hu Peng couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Although almost no one would dislike Ban Zhun's face, in the eyes of Hu Peng who grew up with Ban Zhun, Ban Zhun is his own brother. No matter how beautiful he is, he still has a donkey face. It doesn't matter.

So he took a step forward, sat at the end of Ban Zhun's bed, punched Ban Zhun's intact shoulder, and scolded with a smile: "You boy, I want to ask you something."

Hu Peng looks rough, but no matter what he does, he knows what he is doing. The force he punched Ban Zhun on the shoulder was not as strong as when he was petting a cat at home.

Ban Zhun smiled and rubbed his itchy shoulder, and was about to reply when he was interrupted by another person.

"Hey, Ah Zhun must have been unable to bear the loneliness and asked Bu Jia to find him for him."

The one who is speaking now is called Gouyou. I heard that he was born in Youshi, and his zodiac sign is also a chicken. The family believes in this, so he named him Gouyou.

Originally, these two irritating names were enough to drink a pot, but the two hit it off after being introduced by Ban Zhun. Since then, they have been like-minded, so good that they can wear Hu Peng and Ban Zhun in the other remaining trousers son.

Ban Zhun always felt that it was a pity for the hard work of their parents to choose the name for the two of them to use these two names and not do anything in collusion.

I don't know if other unawakened people in the book realize how strange Hu Penggouyou's name is, but judging from their state and expressions when communicating with them, they probably don't have any thoughts of their own.

Hu Peng knew what hobbies his brother had in his daily life. Although his three words were all about playing and having fun in the world, he never had sex because of his mental cleanliness.

But Ban Zhun also has a way to make himself happy——

He was very fond of watching young, beautiful little boys dance.

So even though he didn't understand Ban Zhun's weird hobby, Hu Peng got used to it after a long time.

Therefore, he subconsciously felt that Rong Qian standing in this ward was called by Ban Zhun from the place where they usually go to entertain him, so he spoke with a little frivolity: "Brother Zhun asked you just now What are you dancing, keep dancing, don't feel shy..."

Finding that Hu Peng's painting style is gradually moving in an unscrupulous direction, he is about to start molesting Rong Qian.

Seeing this, Ban Zhun hurriedly supported the pillow behind his back with his elbows, helped himself to sit upright, and interrupted Hu Peng with difficulty: "What, he is my patient, what are you talking about?"

When he went out to return the bowls and chopsticks to Uncle Zhao, Rong Qian was wearing a loose down jacket. He just came in for a while, and he didn't have time to take off his coat, so his bandaged left arm was blocked under the clothes So much so that Hu Peng and the others didn't notice Rong Qian's injuries at the first time, so they accidentally regarded him as someone in that kind of place.

"Haha, I'm still surprised. It's not easy for Jinbihuanghuang to raise such a temperamental child." Hu Peng sighed with a smile, and leaned on the railing at the end of the bed to take a second look at Rongqian.

When meeting the young man's indifferent eyes, Hu Peng's eyes also became serious.

This kid has problems.

Finding that Hu Peng had been staring at Rong Qian, Ban Zhun couldn't help but feel alarmed.

He was worried that Hu Peng would miss this ancestor and accidentally put his future and life in it, so he stretched out his hand and pressed Hu Peng's eyes to prevent their eyes from meeting.

Being blocked by Ban Zhun, Rong Qian's eyes fell on the back of Ban Zhun's hand where the infusion needle was still inserted. He looked at the infusion tube that had returned a small amount of blood due to the sudden elevation, and frowned slightly.

Ban Zhun didn't notice the blood in the infusion tube, he just laughed, pretending to be unfamiliar with Rong Qian, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, brother."

After finishing speaking, Ban Zhun grinned and smiled at Rong Qian, signaling him not to take it to heart.

Rong Qian glanced at the bright smile on Ban Zhun's face, then turned his head expressionlessly, unwilling to waste half a second on him.

He knew that Ban Zhun was also unwilling to let others know about his marriage, so it was understandable to hide it like this.

After thinking about Ban Zhun's thoughts, Rong Qian also felt relieved, at least he didn't need to personally clarify this false relationship with Ban Zhun.

Rong Qian tightened his coat, sat back on another hospital bed and lay down with his clothes on, not distracting his attention from the other three.

"Hey, your patient has a bad temper, aren't you happy to be able to share a room with our movie king?"

Gou You was in a hurry, talking like a chicken with rice in his mouth, when he saw someone dismissing his brother, he immediately became angry, and seeing that posture, he even wanted to rush to Rong Qian to have a good argument with him.

People inside and outside the circle know how Ban Zhun, the film king, came to be, but because of the influence of the Ban family, no one dared to mock in the open, only Hu Penggouyou would not make trouble anyway. The brother who broke up will bring it up in front of Ban Zhun indifferently.

In their hearts, Ban Zhun is the golden phoenix among their group of friends. No matter how they got this actor, as long as he is his brother, there is nothing wrong with him.

Hu Peng didn't speak for a long time, staring at Rong Qian who was lying on the bed with his back to them for a long time, finally felt something wrong and let out a "hiss":

"Ah Zhun, isn't this a single room for you?"

Ban Zhun gasped.

He actually forgot about it.

"Why isn't there any emergency equipment at the bedside? What about oxygen and nitrogen? Just lying there naked can cure the disease?"

Hu Peng said that he was about to walk towards Rong Qian's hospital bed, but was interrupted by Gou You.

Gou You's IQ is obviously not much different from that of a chicken, and he can never hear the point when he listens to people, "Nitrogen is a fart, it's not a tire, what kind of nitrogen is inhaling."

Hu Peng's attention was successfully diverted by Gou You, and he immediately forgot what he had just thought, and nodded, "That's right."

Ban Zhun was stunned.

Thinking that he, a mere [-]th-line actor, was able to get two talents, Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Young, to become his friends at the same time. It might really indicate that his stardom from now on will be bright and his future will be worry-free.

Having said that, Ban Zhun had never thanked Gou You so much for his ingenuity. He quickly glanced at Rong Qian who seemed to be asleep, and whispered to the two of them:

"Okay, my patient is asleep. Have you finished reading it? Let's go quickly after reading it. Let's drink after I recover and leave the hospital."

"Forget it," Hu Peng lifted Ban Zhun's quilt, and looked down at his injured leg, "Your injury will take three months to heal?"

"I want Ah Zhun to stop drinking for three months, it's really a dream," Gou You also leaned over to take a look, smiled and rubbed Hu Peng's shoulder, implying, "We have to explain to the doctor later, Count the number of their alcohol bottles."

"Haha, are you drinking alcohol?"

Ban Zhun scolded him with a smile, "Get lost, you guys."

After finally driving these two evil stars away, Ban Zhun sighed silently, turned his head, and met Rong Qian's pair of ancient waterless eyes, his heart twitched in fright.

However, he still tried his best to maintain a calm face, his eyes glanced over Rong Qian calmly, and then he pretended not to notice his eyes, slowly nestled back into the quilt and pretended to be asleep.

The ward fell into deathly silence again.

Ban Zhun swallowed his saliva, but he didn't expect that there was liquid in his stomach, and he groaned twice again.

The feeling of losing face made Ban Zhun wish he could cover Rong Qian's ears.

But he didn't dare, he could only pretend that the voice didn't come from him calmly and naturally, shook the quilt lazily, then tucked it under his body, closed his eyes and rested with a sense of security.

I don't know if Rong Qian can't bear the room with Ban Zhun, or the wound on his arm is aching, anyway, he lay down for a while, then got up from the bed again, took a book and sat on the sofa far away from Ban Zhun, Press the AirPods firmly.

As if he was afraid that he would hear a little bit about Ban Zhun.

On the other hand, Ban Zhun seemed to deliberately oppose Rong Qian who wanted to read a book. He was clearly nestled under the blanket, but he suddenly coughed, "cough, cough, cough, cough..."

But in fact, he knew that Rong Qian was studying, so he wanted to keep his voice as low as possible.

However, it's good not to bear it, he choked on the contrary, became uncontrollable, and became more and more earth-shattering.

Rong Qian, who was sitting on the sofa, closed the book and glanced at him, then stood up quietly, went to the bed and pressed the emergency bell again, and then left the ward with the book after the medical staff came in.

With the ward door as a partition, the sound of coughing in the room could only reach Rong Qian's ears intermittently.

His bony fingers tapped the corners of the book irritably, and then, as if realizing something, Rong Qian curled up his fingers and turned away from the door of Ban Zhun's ward.

Rong sat on a bench in a ward outside the bone for a while, and just turned a page of the book in his hand when the wind blown by the man passing by him pushed the page back.

When turning the pages of the book again, Rong Qian subconsciously looked back at the man.

The smell of his perfume was familiar.

Sure enough, that fiery figure went straight into Ban Zhun's ward.

"Brother Zhun, it's all taken care of."

Zhen Bujia took the thermos cup he was holding carefully from Ban Zhun, carefully waited for his boss to drink it, and finally took out a piece of paper to wipe off the water dripping on the quilt when Ban Zhun twisted the bottle cap with shaking hands .

The master he serves has no acting skills and no strength, Kong has a very useful temper and Yan Yi who beats back most of the stars in the entertainment industry. With his illustrious family background, he smashed a film king with krypton gold, and does evil in the circle. , bullying peers, and all the things that have nothing to do with acting, he has not left behind at all.

But when the Ban family hired him as an assistant, they paid him so much that Zhen Bujia would rather work with Ban Zhun for ten lifetimes.

So no matter how excessive Ban Zhun is, as a professional artist assistant who needs to work for money, Zhen Bujia has always been duty-bound to stand in the forefront, and his degree of loyalty is no less than that of a systematically trained companion dog.

This is the first time that Ban Zhun talked to Zhen Bujia face to face after he awakened his consciousness: "Success, thank you for your hard work."

"No, it's okay, I should do it, Brother Zhun."

Zhen Bujia seldom, or even never, used the three words "it doesn't matter" in front of Ban Zhun, so he stuttered for a while.

Ban Zhun moved his stiff fingers slowly, rubbed his itchy chin with the back of his hand that was still bruised after the injection, and asked Zhen Bujia, "What does the crew say?"

After having his own consciousness, Ban Zhun also realized that the black-bone actor is not an award he should be proud of. Therefore, in the process of protecting himself wisely, he wants to do a good job in the career he loves.

Although he comes from a wealthy family and his brain is able to adapt to the business war, Ban Zhun just likes acting and enjoys being under the camera.

It's just that he has been shackled by the original character design for many years, and he has no way to flex his muscles.

But now that there is such a chance to start again, Ban Zhun feels that if he doesn't seize it, he will really have a brain.

Since Zhen Bujia received the salary of Xiansha others, he naturally wouldn't let Ban Zhun have any worries.

He screwed on the lid of the water cup that Ban Zhun had finished drinking, and replied: "Brother Zhun, don't worry, the progress has not fallen behind, the company will not suffer losses, and you only have one episode left for the time being, Brother Zhun, don't worry, wait After being discharged from the hospital and recuperating, we will go to make up the shoot again."

Ban Zhun also knew it in his heart. Hearing this, he nodded reassuringly, raised his hand and scratched his earlobe again.

Jinghai City is located in the mid-latitude region, and the air is drier than that in the south where the climate is warm and humid.

As soon as Ban Zhun raised his hand, the cuffs of the wide hospital gown slid down to the elbow, revealing his arms that had begun to turn red due to the dry temperature.

Zhen Bujia opened the backpack containing Ban Zhun's daily necessities, took out the hand cream that he carried with him, and after getting Ban Zhun's tacit approval, carefully applied it on him.

After applying the hand cream, Zhen Bujia went to the bathroom to wash off the smell from his hands, and then took out a tightly sealed glass bowl from his bag, which neatly contained sliced ​​carrots of equal size.

"Brother Zhun, Uncle Zhao said he forgot to bring it this morning and asked me to prepare this for you when I come over."

Zhen Bujia helped Ban Zhun open the lid, with a gentle tone, but imperceptibly revealing some of the confidence that came from Zhao Boshi when he was coercing Ban Zhun.

Originally, it was just ordinary food, but when it was served in a five-figure bowl, it looked so exciting.

Sure enough, as long as the plate is exquisite and the knife is smooth, it looks like ingredients that can only appear in five-star hotels.

Ban Zhun got angry when he saw carrots, but remembering Uncle Zhao's earnest gaze, he sighed, took the fork and ate it resignedly.

He had already caught a cold before the car accident, and because of the wound on his body these days, he couldn't adjust the temperature in the house too high, otherwise it would not be conducive to the healing of the wound.

In addition, he likes to kick the quilt when he sleeps. Because of a broken leg bone, Ban Zhun can't use his legs to hook the quilt back when he is cold in his sleep, so he can only be woken up abruptly by freezing.

So even though it was a sunny afternoon, Ban Zhun still felt a little cold.

"Brother Zhun, your hands are too cold. After you leave the hospital, let's find a Chinese medicine doctor?"

Zhen Bujia went to fill a warm water bag, and stuffed it thoughtfully into Ban Zhun's bed.

Before he could take his hand back, the door of the ward was gently pushed open.

Ban Zhun took a look at the door with a fork in his mouth, and found that it was Rong Qian, so he didn't make a sound, and ate his carrot listlessly with his head down.

From the moment he entered the door, Rong Qian's gaze fell on Zhen Bujia's hand that he took out from the blanket of Ban Zhun. He stared at that hand for two seconds, and then looked away indifferently.

He didn't know why, but he created a reason for himself to come in to get the book, and after he came in, he sat back on the bed calmly, looking serious, but actually flipping the pages of the book carelessly.

Zhen Bujia greeted Rong Qian politely, without treating him as an outsider, and then said to Ban Zhun: "Brother Zhun, Mr. Ban said he will be there in a while."

Rong Qian knew that the boss Zhen Bujia was talking about was not Ban Zhun's father, but his eldest brother, Ban Zhuo, who was actually in power in the Ban family.

No matter in the business world full of ghosts and ghosts, or in the Banjia family where the undercurrents are surging, the word banjo is always a name that makes people fearful.

Sure enough, after hearing the name of his eldest brother, Ban Zhun's already pale face became even more haggard.

Unable to face his elder brother who might personally send him to prison in the future, he hurriedly reached out to support the bedside table and got out of bed, tiptoed with one leg, trying to grab the crutch standing beside the sofa, and muttered: "I have to... run."

However, before Ban Zhun could move half a meter, a nonchalant voice came from the door of the ward:

"Where do you want to go?"

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