Lofty future

"Then you just ran away like this?" Song Weiran asked in shock after listening to me explain what happened on the 28th floor of the Holiday Inn.I don't know why, but the look in my eyes is full of hatred.

"I didn't. I said to think about it, and he also gave me the script."

"No, I mean...you didn't respond positively to the fact that he wanted to chase you?" Song Weiran pushed away the cup on the table, moved closer to me, and stared at me.

"Did you listen to what he said? He wants to chase you. Didn't he come back as your brother? He wants to sleep with you!"

"...Song Weiran, I know what chasing means. Don't say such things in front of Jasmine."

Song Weiran turned to look at Jasmine who was doing manual work, and the mother and daughter stared wide-eyed.After a while, she waved her hand: "Go into the study and get it done, and you can play on the iPad for half an hour after you're done."

"Okay!" Jasmine's eyes lit up, and she packed all the cardboard, scissors, and white latex into her small basket, and ran away.

I was a little worried: "She wants to use scissors, what if she hurts herself?"

Song Weiran had a hard-hearted face: "How can you learn a craft without shedding some blood? Don't run away, tell me, what do you think? He has that kind of meaning for you. If you don't run away quickly, you will still follow him." dating, filming, do you know what will happen if this continues?"

"No, I don't have many roles in that role, and I can finish it in a month..."

The more I said this, the less confident I was. I didn't need Song Weiran to mock and question me. I thought it was a lie.Sighing, I had no choice but to be honest.

"I don't know what my mood was at the time. It's hard for me to speak harshly when I get along with people, let alone facing him. And he is really professional. He told me a lot about the idea of ​​making that movie. I think he also He didn't just randomly find me purely for personal purposes, he has his own ambitions."

I recalled how Chi Xue talked about movies later, with a serious attitude and rigorous thinking.At first, it was just a brief introduction to me, but as I talked, I was completely driven by a certain enthusiasm, and my mouth was endless.

I have to say, I was impressed by how he looked.

I am very happy. He really loves film and television. He has a seemingly endless impulse in his heart, full of creative ambitions that need to be realized.

Fame, popularity, wealth, he has all these now, but he is not content with the status quo - or, he has just started to want to do what he wants to do.

Based on this alone, it is difficult for me to say no to him.And thinking that I might be able to play a positive role in his great future, I feel even more tempted.

When he took out a biography full of two pages of characters, while explaining his interpretation to me, while explaining the considerations he made in choosing me, I really could no longer decisively say "no" because of his absurd private purpose of crossing the border. "Are.

So, after all, I got back the complete script and planned to read the story first.

"He's such a good director and producer, it's going to make your head spin."

Song Weiran's opinion of him now is not as noble as mine.Frowning and sighing, my eyes turned from hating iron to being worried.

I didn't want to think about that question, so I had to respond a bit.

"Don't think about things so nervously. Even if he is really interested in me, it doesn't mean he will force me. Emotional matters can't be forced. I think he has rich experience and must be more transparent than me."

"You're so naive, Xiang Cheng..." Song Weiran looked desperate, "God, I should have encouraged you to fall in love if I knew it earlier, so that you wouldn't be an idiot when you're old. After you're done with Xiang Cheng, you'll definitely be with him bed."

"..." There is no need to make such a final decision.

No matter how sensational Song Weiran's words are, and portray my situation as a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, I still believe in my own judgment.

Ashamed to say, I really don't have any emotional experience.

From the age of 12 to 17, the two of them were almost the only friends around, and Chi Xue was a worry, so I couldn't help but worry about him 24 hours a day.

After he left at the age of 17, I was in a complicated state of mind, and there were too many situations in my life that I had to accept and deal with. I tried my best just to survive, and I didn't even have the heart to see girls or who I was attracted to.

I managed to survive until I was 20 years old, and left me to Meifang to escape. I became a real homeless person. I left Yangcheng to go to a distant border, and I just wanted to bury my head and make money.

Apart from making money, I don't know what else to fill the void and fear I felt at the time.

In those years, what I thought in my heart seemed to be that if I had enough money, I wouldn't lose Chi Xue's life and Xiang Meifang's life.

Looking back on a life that is neither too long nor too short, my life, spirit, and heart are indeed all barren.They are so narrow and monotonous that it seems that there is only the home that has long been broken and will never return.

Anything other than that, I don't really care that much.

When I was doing business at the border, I dared to work hard, and I did all the dirty, tiring, and dangerous things.Zhan Yunpeng is keen to paint me a picture of prosperity and wealth, but all I see is boredom and loneliness.

If Song Weiran hadn't called me for help, I might have gotten my shoes wet by the border river, and I'm not sure if I still have the freedom to be a down-and-out little boss.

Love, love, what is that?

Chi Xue's pursuit of me is indeed very absurd, but it's not a horrible incident—just him?He deserves to fuck me too?

Even Xiang Chixue back then didn't have this ability.

The movie script was in my hands for three days.I am a fast reader, and I have read it more than a dozen times in three days. As far as whether to accept this role and the invitation itself, I have considered it carefully.

During this period, Chi Xue didn't look for me, and didn't even inquire on WeChat.Everything is just as we agreed that day, I will seriously consider it, and he is willing to give me time.

But Zhan Yunpeng was anxious, 200 million was credited to my account that night, and he would ask me how I was thinking from time to time, drawing a beautiful blueprint for my success and fame as before.

The filming consumes funds every day, and the scenes in Yangcheng, especially near Guxu Road, have been basically completed, and I just need to fill in the part of my role, and the rival actors are waiting.

Since I received Zhan Yunpeng's money, I have no position to give up the pick.After thinking he was familiar enough with the story and the characters, he contacted Chi Xue and gave him an answer.

On the other side of the phone, he smiled softly, as if sighing, and said, "I knew you would help me."

The attitude of these words is much more human than that day, and I can imagine his cheap and surly expression and eyes through the phone - he was like this when he was a child.

Maybe it's because I got along a lot, and I gradually didn't bother to care about his words and deeds of "automatically returning to his position".He likes to act when he was a child, so let him act.An actor is his job.

"Then you pack up and come live with everyone tomorrow. You haven't tried the show yet, I have to see your actual performance, teach you first, and strive to officially start filming as soon as possible."

"Where to live? Holiday Inn?" That would be too extravagant, I thought to myself.

He laughed loudly and spoke briskly: "We are not so rich and powerful. During this period of time, I have lost money backers, actors, and advanced your salary. How can I still have money to stay in a star-rated hotel? Just wait, and I will pick you up tomorrow. "

"You once..." The words came to my lips, and I swallowed them again.

This is not what I should ask, I was a little carried away because I was infected by his happy mood.

"It's okay, that's it, I'll go clean up first."

"Don't worry, I'll tell you what you wanted to ask just now." He sounded a little anxious, as if he was really afraid of me hanging up the phone.

The words were too deaf, and I was a little infected by him, so I couldn't bear to hang up the phone.But what I wanted to ask just now has been completely denied, and it is definitely impossible to ask.So the call was left empty, and no one spoke.

After a while, he took the initiative to speak: "Young Master Zeng and I have a contractual relationship. He and the male star probably got together to avenge his father. Do you know his father? It is Xiao Tailin. We watched many movies by him when we were young."

"I know, but... But she cares about you, so I went to find out."

Hearing this, he laughed again: "Song Weiran is the only one who cares about me and knows to investigate me. You don't even want to listen to me."

"I don't care about gossip and gossip. It's all messed up on the Internet. It's useless to read these. Besides, these are your private affairs. It's not polite to inquire about private affairs."

"You gave a good reason again, which shows that you don't think so in your heart." He pierced me with a proud tone.

I'm speechless.

There was another silence.This time I was more comfortable than before, at least I didn't feel uneasy or embarrassed.There was the sound of glass clinking on his side, followed by the sound of water.

"Are you drinking?" I could make out his unclear behavior.

"Well, drink a little, so I can sleep well." He replied, he did not know what to use to tilt the cup, and there was a rhythmic beating sound from the receiver, like a performance.

I didn't interrupt him, and let him finish typing, and I was surprised that he had a musical foundation, and my feelings were complicated and unspeakable for a while.Feeling both amazing and a little sad.

He was abducted and trafficked in childhood, forced to beg and steal, and had a serious lack of educational experience.After coming to our house, I started to go to school seriously, but my grades could not keep up, and I was always wronged and resentful.

Every semester, when it was time to choose an interest class, he avoided literature and art classes and went to learn martial arts angrily.Later, Xiang Meifang saw that his fists and feet were really flexible, so he enrolled him in martial arts classes outside, and learned some real skills.

Unexpectedly, after going round and round, he took the path of literature and art with his martial arts, and he walked prosperously.Now with anything, I can knock out a sound for me to hear.

He doesn't speak, but I know he wants to tell me that he has changed a lot, learned a lot, and improved a lot in these years.If... If I can praise him, he will be very happy.

However, my throat was blocked and it was difficult to say a decent word.

The silence lasted for a long time, he couldn't get a word from me, so he had no choice but to give up, and told me: "Go to bed early, it will be very busy from tomorrow. You have to be mentally prepared, I am very fierce."

"..." I couldn't tell whether it was fierce or not, and the intention of using power for personal gain was obvious.