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When the alarm rang when he got up, Fang Zheng's side was empty.

Rubbing my eyes, I found the restaurant. On the table were black rice and red bean porridge, sweet soy milk, poached eggs, and fried dough sticks.A busy figure in the kitchen heard the movement, turned his head and smiled brightly: "Good morning!"

A rainbow of seven colors suddenly rose over the field full of flowers, and Fang Zheng turned his head to look at the wall clock in a strange way—seven past six.How nice it would be if time stopped at this moment.

Fang Zheng took out his mobile phone: "Brother, I want to ask for leave today."

"Success?"

"how do you know?"

"If you don't succeed, you will say that your brother is asking for comfort, and if you succeed, you will ask for leave to stick to others." Li Weihang is very generous, "Congratulations on getting what you want. I will let you take two days off today and tomorrow without deducting your salary."

"Senior brother, thank you!" Fang Zheng thanked him solemnly.

Li Weihang: "You're welcome! Today is Saturday and tomorrow is Sunday. I don't have to go to work."

Fang Zheng: "..."

"Are you going to rehearse today?" Fang Zheng asked Ji Qingchuan.

"Yeah. Do you want to go together?" Ji Qingchuan was in high spirits, completely unable to tell that he hadn't slept all night.

"I'll be your assistant!" Fang Zheng leaned forward to kiss Ji Qingchuan.

"Can you..." Ji Qingchuan pushed him away with difficulty, "Can you brush your teeth first?"

Fang Zheng: "..."

In the campus theater of F University, the freshly baked prop tree was solemnly moved to the stage.Ji Qingchuan praised the fat and thin Toutuo: "It's so realistic, it really is an art professional!"

"Then let's start." Director Du was in high spirits.

The traveler came, dusty and exhausted.Seeing the boundary sign, his eyes lit up briefly, then he let out a long breath, leaned against the big tree, and sat down.

boom--

The tree fell.Ji Qingchuan fell on his back and lay on the stage.

Everyone was taken aback.What kind of plot is this?

Ji Qingchuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up with his hands on the ground: "Director Du, this prop tree can't bear my weight."

Only then did everyone react and laughed.Director Du teased him: "Do you know the importance of losing weight? If you don't lose weight, you will crush the props."

Fat Toutuo ran to the stage and pulled Ji Qingchuan up. He was very embarrassed: "I made this prop. At that time, I only thought of being realistic and didn't pay attention to the weight."

Ji Qingchuan waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay. I'll lean on it for a while, and it shouldn't fall down again."

Director Du hesitated a bit: "If you rely on it, the gravity can't be backward, and the muscle condition must be wrong. Where's the wooden box from a few days ago?"

"I thought it was unnecessary, so I moved away." Thin Toutuo was embarrassed.

"Give me a chance to show off!" Fang Zheng raised his hand positively, "I have nothing to do, why don't you put me behind the prop tree."

"Okay, as long as you don't show your face." Director Du was very generous.

Fang Zheng quickly climbed onto the stage, hid behind the prop tree, spread his hands and feet, wrapped the thick prop tree in his arms, hid his face behind the tree, and waited for Ji Qingchuan without moving.

Ji Qingchuan came over, sat down, leaned his whole weight on the tree, took out a silver coin from his pocket, and tossed it up: "Let God decide whether I will leave or stay this time!"

The silver coin was thrown high, then rolled to the side.

A penetrating hand picked up the silver coins, and a young man with disheveled hair came on stage.

The flamboyant young man squeezed the silver coin and said, "Silver? I should get rich today!"

The young man walked under the tree and kicked the traveler away: "Stranger, you are not welcome here. Go away!..."

The plot develops, 10 minutes later, the young man exits.

The traveler stood up, patted the dust off his body, turned his head to look at the big tree with a complicated expression, and pretended to enter the village.

Ji Qingchuan's glance was completely subconscious.Just now, Fang Zheng hugged the tree with his hands and feet, and leaned against the tree, feeling as if he was being held in his arms.He could clearly feel the other person's body temperature passing through the props in waves, accompanied by the gradual stiffness of the body and the shortness of breath.Trying to suppress Qi Nian, Ji Qingchuan forced himself to focus all his attention on the stage.

After a long, long time, the thick curtain of the end of the play finally fell.

Fang Zheng sat on the spot with a stiff body, and did not move for a long time without removing the prop tree.

It's not that he doesn't want to move, but that he is in a very embarrassing situation at the moment.

When Ji Qingchuan was sitting in front of him just now, he reacted.This reaction is accompanied by shortness of breath, increased body temperature, and more embarrassing changes in shape that cannot be covered by summer clothes.

In order to calm this flame, he had been having a silent conversation with himself just now.

Fang Zhengjia: "Think about what to eat tonight."

Fang Zhengyi: "Qingchuan."

Fang Zhengjia was furious: "Why are you so full of evil cells? How about boiled beef?"

Fang Zhengyi: "Okay."

Fang Zhengjia happily said, "Then, how about another steamed mandarin fish?"

Fang Zhengyi: "Okay."

Fang Zhengjia was complacent: "I am really a good boy who is not picky about food."

Fang Zhengyi: "It doesn't matter what you eat, the key is that it's made by Qingchuan. Of course, it's better to eat the chef himself directly."

Fang Zhengjia: "..."

"Are you tired?" Ji Qingchuan saw that he hadn't moved for a long time, thought that he was unwell, and hurriedly checked his wounds.

"It's okay." Fang Zheng loosened his arms to cover himself, "It's very worthwhile. It's a wonderful scene."

"Oh? Where's the excitement?" Director Du became interested.

"The actors played wonderfully." Fang Zheng did not hesitate.

"Cough cough, cough cough." Ji Qingchuan and Director Du coughed at the same time.

"What do you think your character symbolizes?" Director Du turned to ask the actor who played the blind man.

The blind man thought about it for a while: "I think he is a lunatic. His blindness symbolizes not seeing or hearing in this oppressive society, and being restricted by the world. His suicide represents his resistance once, and the resistance was unsuccessful. He You can only choose not to watch it."

Director Du nodded: "This is an interesting phenomenon. Western philosophers, Eastern poets, these geniuses have mostly become lunatics in the eyes of ordinary people."

"Because society can't tolerate them." said the blind man actor.

Fang Zheng interjected: "I actually think that if they can get a better relationship between themselves and the world around them, they will be more outstanding, and the road will be longer, and they will not end up martyrdom in a crazy way."

After Fang Zheng finished speaking, Director Du looked at him with bright eyes: "Your point of view is quite innovative. But have you ever thought that the loneliness that is not understood by the world will completely drive a person crazy."

"I don't understand, why don't you try to tell others in a gentle way, let others accept and understand a little bit? Why do you always complain about the dark society and the world doesn't understand me, and you would rather go crazy or even commit suicide than change What about the surroundings?" Fang Zheng shook his head in disapproval, "Besides, even if you are a lowly person with few confidants, you can choose to complete your own thinking quietly, hide it in a famous mountain, and wait for future generations. ?”

Ji Qingchuan smiled and looked at the eloquent Fang Zheng. He liked Fang Zheng's appearance the most.Whenever he talked about his own opinion, his eyes would shine brightly, infecting the other party to nod involuntarily.When giving psychological counseling to others, it is like a little sun, shining warmly on people's hearts.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to lunch." After half a day of rehearsal, Ji Qingchuan put Fang Zheng's shoulders and walked out of the theater side by side.

The decoration of Wanqing Building is famous for being high-end; the dishes of Wanqing Building are notoriously unappetizing.

Fang Zheng looked blankly at the pile of minced vegetables without any seasoning in front of him, and grabbed the waiter, "What's the name of this dish?"

"Oh, I lost my morals." The waiter replied calmly.

"What about this?" Ji Qingchuan pretended to be calm and pointed at the short ribs sprinkled with a pile of sugar in front of him.

"There's a lot of snow in a good year. White sugar is snow, and ribs celebrate the good year." The waiter remained calm.

"Why did you come here?" Fang Zheng put down his chopsticks.

"Because I heard from Jing Ye that this restaurant has the best privacy and confidentiality! Artists in the company like to come here, and there will never be a situation where the waiters look around and ask for autographs." Ji Qingchuan burst into tears, pointing to the dishes in front of him Said, "I also specifically checked the reviews on the food network, saying that 'excessive attention to ingredients is the prerequisite for the success of this dish, sour, fragrant and crisp', isn't it just cucumber sticks soaked in vinegar!"

When the meal was finally over, Ji Qingchuan invited the waiter to pay the bill, and Fang Zheng implicitly gave his opinion: "I think your restaurant is very individual. The decoration has individuality, the tables and chairs have individuality, and the names of the dishes have individuality; even the raw materials in the dishes have individuality. Both spices and seasonings have maintained a complete and independent personality, and they are independent, never intertwined and harmonious, and the monomers are highly recognizable."

The waiter showed a standard smile and replied: "This shows that we are a restaurant that pursues independence and freedom, and this independence is reflected in every detail of every dish. Thank you for coming, and welcome to come again next time!"

Fang Zheng silently shed male tears: "Qingchuan, in this free and independent restaurant, my belly is completely free, "light" and "relaxed", light and loose, and I am not full at all. Can I find another restaurant? Do you want to eat?"

"Okay...well." Ji Qingchuan was speechless.

McDonald's restaurant on the second floor.

Fang Zheng lay on the table, his long hands and feet were squeezed by the narrow table and chairs, looking at Ji Qingchuan with infinite grievance.

"It's okay if there is no candlelight feast, and I can bear it without home-cooked food. Why do you want to come to Maiji, or the children's meal?" Fang Zheng poked his finger at the toy that was given by the children's meal——the stupid and cute one-eyed minion Phil .

"Because, the toys in this package are very similar to you, always being silly." The bright yellow one shines into my heart like a ray of sunshine.

"But I still can't get enough of the children's set meal..." Fang Zhengyan complained with regret, but actually with joy.

"That's why I also bought you a Big Mac, double-layer beef patty, is it enough for you?"

"..."

"You will become an excellent psychiatrist." Ji Qingchuan patted Fang Zheng on the shoulder, remembering the chat between Fang Zheng and Director Du in the morning.

Fang Zheng looked at him with burning eyes: "Actually, I just thought about whether to come back to be an assistant, so that I can always be by your side."

"You can't be an assistant for the rest of your life. You're not suitable for this." Ji Qingchuan shook his head, "We have a long future, and we don't have to be close all the time. I hope you can engage in a career you like."

"I like being a psychiatrist. I like to help others become happier and better. It makes me feel like I am changing the world, and my life is meaningful because of it." Fang Zheng's eyes condensed with fire.

"Like a hero." Ji Qingchuan said softly.

"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded.

German anthropologist Adolf Bastian once pointed out that myths all over the world are built on the same original idea.Later Joseph Campbell published The Hero with a Thousand Faces based on this theory.They believe that everyone is born with an innate dream about a "hero".

"Saving the world, saving the earth, every boy has such a heroic dream." Ji Qingchuan patted Fang Zheng again, "Student Superman, work hard!"

Fang Zheng nodded with a smile and said nothing more.In fact, it's not just for the dream of heroes.

The ultimate motif that runs through human emotions, in addition to heroes, there is also love.

He had a hunch that Ji Qingchuan would become the best actor.Therefore, he must strive to be the best psychiatrist.He wants to go forward side by side with the other party, instead of being a subsidiary behind him!

"Is it enough? Order another one." Ji Qingchuan's question interrupted Fang Zheng's thoughts.

Well, a hungry stomach is powerless to dream.Whether it is a dream of a hero or a dream of love, you must first fill your belly.

The author has something to say: Heroes and love are the eternal themes of human beings.

When I was young, I also wanted to be a hero, with fresh clothes and angry horses, and looking for plums in the snow, so cool.pity……

I feel that the more I write, the less plot there is, too much reasoning and thinking, and less fun to read.A novel should win with characters and plots, and try to avoid the author's subjective evaluation and emotion.Although I have passed high marks in these writing theories and principles of literary criticism when I was studying, it is completely different from the actual operation of the test for the endorsement.Sigh~~~~ It’s easy to eat, but it’s hard to cook!

The most difficult thing to write in the full text is actually the lines of "Inverse Journey". It is troublesome to conform to the style and thinking of modern Western dramas.Back then, my grades in Western Literature were mediocre, and I was still not used to their syntax habits.Therefore, it is quite difficult to write "Reverse Journey".

The lines in this chapter will not be expanded, and will be written in detail later. (In fact, I only wrote three episodes in total: the young man, the blind man, and the beggar. Then I couldn’t write any more, hahaha.) Then there are two drama reviews.I tried my best to write like a script and a drama review, but I guess it will be completely different.