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Almost immediately, Jiang Ruo guessed that it was Zhang Shaoyuan who did it.

He couldn't speak bluntly on the stage, so he had no choice but to express his incomprehension of this "heavenly disaster", and hoped that the crew would give a valid reason.

As an important person coordinating the work of the whole crew, Zhao Sen has also fully mastered the basic skills of watching people order dishes in managing interpersonal relationships.He glanced at Jiang Ruo, with a playful attitude: "Are you a legitimate person, and you want a justification from me? You can't ask me to write it down in black and white for you, can you?"

His heart suddenly turned cold, Jiang Ruo quickly analyzed the situation, knowing that there was no room for maneuver in this matter, and asked without hope: "Then the salary of the previous few scenes..."

"You still want money?" Zhao Sen's eyes widened. "All your scenes have to be re-shot before. It's polite not to ask you for compensation. Let's go, hurry up, don't delay our afternoon shooting."

Within half an hour of arriving at the film and television city, Jiang Ruo came out again.

Lin Xiao came to work, and only sent him to the door, avoiding people who came and went and asked him in a low voice: "Who did you offend? You can't even keep a small role."

Jiang Ruo twitched the corner of her mouth: "I offended a small-bellied dog."

Lin Xiao blinked: "So is it a chicken or a dog?"

Later, Jiang Ruo thought again, Zhang Shaoyuan is clearly worse than a beast, so he shouldn't have kept his strength back then, he should have smashed his greasy face and sent him to the ICU.

Just think about it, in less than half a day, Jiang Ruo turned back into a dwarf in action. Not only did he not tell Lin Xiao who he had offended, but he even wanted to close his eyes when he thought of the unpaid debts of the new month. With a sudden heart, I went to Zhang Shaoyuan to apologize and beg for mercy. At worst, I would be fucked, just like what An He said, take advantage of my own advantages to ask for some convenience.

Anyway, this kind of thing is familiar once, and it happened once last night.

Although there is no charge.

I can only think about it. If he wanted to take a shortcut and had a chance earlier, how could Jiang Ruo survive until now, living like an ant that anyone can easily crush to death.

Before going back, I contacted the group leader on WeChat, saying that there are no new dramas starting recently, and the previous group performances have been finalized, so I asked Jiang Ruo to come to the gate of the film and television city to squat in a few days.

Jiang Ruo, who didn’t even rest for the Spring Festival, suddenly had a vacation, and sat in the car blankly. The bleak scenery outside the window showed a kind of gray and cold. stand.

Bottom station, sports center station.This area is the easternmost suburb of Fengcheng, with a large area and few people. In addition to the gymnasium, the Expo Center, cultural and art exhibition halls, and the largest theater in Fengcheng are all gathered here.

Few people know that there is a dance troupe directly under the Fengcheng Theater, and there is also a special practice room.

Fewer people know that there is a small stage in the practice room for the members of the dance troupe to simulate performance situations.

Even though he hasn’t been here in the past two years, Jiang Ruo is still familiar with the terrain here. Go through the west gate of the theater and walk along the stone road for more than 100 meters and turn left. The evergreen trees on both sides of the road have stood here for many years. Go to the end and turn left , you can see a teak double door of some age, and when you get closer, you can clearly see a wooden sign hanging beside the door, which reads "Xinghui Dance Troupe Rehearsal Hall".

You get up early to practice, and there is usually no one around when it is getting dark.Jiang Ruo pushed open the wooden door and stepped into the dark and narrow corridor.

Even though he was familiar enough to know the direction without the need for light, Jiang Ruo still walked very lightly and slowly, so slow that his sudden appearance in this open place was like an inconspicuous dust floating in.

The lights on the stage were on, but perhaps the administrator forgot to turn them off.Walking around two or three rows of auditoriums, he climbed up with his hands propped up on the high ground. When the beams of the exclusive stage splashed on the top of his head, Jiang Ruo couldn't help but raised his head, but was stabbed so hard that he couldn't open his eyes.

Maybe it's because I haven't stood here for too long.

At this moment, if you don't jump something, it's in vain.So Jiang Ruo turned her neck and swung her arms and legs, and performed a set of modern dance floor movements on the spot - standing on her shoulders and drawing a circle in the air, spreading out the middle of the top with her hands, and finally drawing a circle on the ground, unfolding her upper body, and lying on her back fell on the floor.

After all, there was no systematic practice for a while, and I started to pant after a few basic movements.

But it still gave Jiang Ruo a feeling of returning to heaven from hell, and it was no longer dazzling to look directly at the bright lights above, as if he was supposed to be here, under the lights, under the applause, and accept the baptism of sight from all directions.

He used to think that the shortness of breath after being hearty and dripping was the most beautiful, even surpassing those voices of praise.

In the past, he also had the confidence to be dazzling on stage.

Even though Jiang Ruo was very careful and didn't dare to make any noise while dancing, he still bumped into someone when he went out.

Song Shiyun came back to get her bag, and today she had a performance abroad, so she forgot to be in the dance troupe in a hurry.Hearing footsteps at the door felt strange, and wondered who was inside at this point.

When she saw Jiang Ruo coming out of the door, Song Shiyun was taken aback for a moment, and finally came to her senses, and said without thinking, "Why are you here?"

When Jiang Ruo saw who was coming, he breathed a sigh of relief and was embarrassed by being caught: "Just passing by... let's come in and take a look."

It was a bad lie.It's far away in the suburbs, who can pass by here?

Song Shiyun didn't expose it, she paused for a while, and then she spoke calmly: "Oh, what a coincidence."

Jiang Ruo had no choice but to bite the bullet and say "hmm".

When old acquaintances meet, they always want to talk about something.Song Shiyun then asked him where he was educated now, and when he heard that he was working as an actor, he rarely smiled: "That's considered a colleague, it's all performances."

"It's all for eating." Jiang Ruo said truthfully.

"Art is not divided into families, it is the same wherever it is performed."

Jiang Ruo also asked about Song Shiyun's recent situation. He heard that she not only helped the head of the group lead the group, but also took in a few students herself. After a while, she will take them to the capital to participate in a dance competition. Jiang Ruo sincerely wished: "I hope that Teacher Song Students are doing well."

There was a long silence.

This place is far away from the hustle and bustle. No matter how high-rise buildings rise on the ground in the city, changing day and night, this place remains motionless and silent, like an old landscape painting hidden in film.

As if a question came from ancient times: "Who is that, has it come out?"

"Not yet." Jiang Ruo took a deep breath, "More than half a year."

Song Shiyun nodded: "I hope God will open his eyes in the past six months and let him die inside."

It was more of a pure curse than a blessing.Jiang Ruo laughed, and said, "Teacher Song's auspicious words."

After going back and forth like this, the two regained some of the comfort they used to get along with each other.

Before parting, Song Shiyun asked Jiang Ruo to save her mobile phone number.

"Call me if you need anything...except for borrowing money."

Learning to dance is labor-intensive and expensive, and the financial return is not high. The income of dancers in the upper circle is nothing compared to that of entertainment stars.

Jiang Ruozi knew it clearly, and laughed: "Am I that kind of person?"

Song Shiyun gave him a white look: "Well, you are not. You are the kind of person who is afraid of dragging the people around you into trouble if something happens, disappears without a trace in the blink of an eye, and cannot be contacted for two years."

Unsure whether to praise him or scold him for a moment, Jiang Ruo coughed lightly and muttered, "This preposition is long enough."

When watching Jiang Ruo leave, Song Shiyun said behind him: "If you still want to go on stage, you can—"

"No." Before she finished speaking, Jiang Ruo turned her head and said, "I'm usually busy with work, so I don't have time."

Song Shiyun was taken aback, feeling that this scene seemed familiar.

Three years ago, a young dancer looked back here, but what he turned down was an invitation to a part-time job with a high salary.

The reason is: "Usually I am busy enough practicing dancing and preparing for competitions, how can I have time to take on other jobs."

Similar words have very different meanings.

The eyes are also different, Jiang Ruo clearly smiles, but the pupils are dim.He waved to Song Shiyun, and turned around as if he didn't miss the stage behind him: "Let's go first, the announcement will not wait for anyone."

In fact, there was no notice, Jiang Ruo only signed a brokerage company randomly when he needed money urgently, and then he was released for two years, and he didn't even meet the so-called broker a few times.

He was active when it came to distributing commissions. In the past two years, Jiang Ruo has filmed more than a dozen movies, big and small. Although none of them were starring roles, the economic company also took a lot of money from him.

This kind of situation cannot be tolerated by anyone. For this reason, Jiang Ruo, together with several victims who had the same experience as him, sued the company in court since the end of last year.It is difficult to get the money back, they only want to terminate the contract and restore their freedom.

This kind of labor dispute lawsuit is no different from wrangling. It is expensive and difficult to fight. Even if the lawyer's fee is shared equally among several people, it is a staggering figure.Therefore, Jiang Ruo has been particularly short of money recently, and the standard for accepting jobs has been lowered again and again. In the past, he at least weighed the time and the cost-effectiveness of his efforts.

However, as the saying goes, a house leak happens to rain all night.Ever since he was fired from the film crew because he offended someone and didn’t get a single salary, Jiang Ruo went bankrupt one after another. First, the landlord suddenly raised the rent and demanded to settle it throughout the year. The money squeezed the last bit of savings on him.

To make matters worse, An He was hospitalized.

Ever since Zhang Shaoyuan tossed him all night, An He's physical condition has been bad. In order to earn money, he returned to work before he recovered. The heavy workload made him seriously injured, and he couldn't hold the sick plate steadily.The last time Jiang Ruo sent him a message, the reason why he didn't reply was because he accidentally broke two bottles of expensive wine in the bar. He turned pale with fright and passed out on the spot.

So Jiang Ruo spent the last few days in the hospital during the holidays.For peace of mind, he paid An He for a comprehensive physical examination. If he didn't check, he would not know that An He actually had a heart problem, which was a critical illness. Jiang Ruo didn't understand the academic terms in the doctor's mouth. The operation must be performed as soon as possible, otherwise any mood swing could kill An He.

Jiang Ruo didn't quite know the extent and scope of this "emotional fluctuation", and he told An He in a very relaxed tone: "It's just a small operation, it's probably to make up for the mind you've been missing these years, and in the future you won't I'm short of heart."

An He couldn't stop laughing, and then asked while wiping the tears from laughing, "Will it cost a lot of money?"

"Not much, don't worry about it."

"Don't lie to me, I know a lot. I'm not so short-sighted."

Jiang Ruo put back the forced smile, and looked at the person sitting on the hospital bed: "Are you not short-sighted? Are you not short-hearted enough to be lost and trafficked? Are you not short-hearted enough to support that family of white-eyed wolves? Don't you?" If you want to point it out to me, you can't just pretend you don't know?"

An Heben is a weak character, he was so blocked that he couldn't speak, and finally mustered up the courage to start: "But you also—"

Jiang Ruo pushed it back onto the pillow, and covered her head with the quilt.

"Anyway, I have a solution." Jiang Ruo said unhappily, "The doctor said that more rest is good for recovery, so go to sleep."

When he was outside the ward, Jiang Ruo, who had been aggressive just now, leaned against the wall, slumping down as if out of strength.

He has experienced many similar situations in the past two years, but there has never been a time like this, almost to the point of no return.

Just before returning to the ward, the lawyer called to inform them of the latest progress, saying that the other party had also hired a lawyer to sue them. The reason was breach of contract. The brokerage contract was signed for five years, and this was only the third year.

After all, what was written in black and white, from the perspective of legal effect, is much more powerful than the so-called "evidence" they gathered for the brokerage company's failure to perform its obligations.

Regarding the conclusion, the lawyer's original words were: "I will try my best to reverse the situation, and please be prepared."

What preparation?It's nothing more than money. If he loses, he has to pay a large amount of liquidated damages. If he wins, he just doesn't lose money.

To put it bluntly, whether he is willing to exchange money for freedom—Jiang Ruo thought about this before going to court.

As it turns out, the worst was yet to come.

In Jiang Ruo's mind, there are priorities in spending money. Originally, the top priority was debt repayment, followed by food and clothing, and finally non-necessities such as spiritual needs.

An He's illness directly broke his hierarchical spending plan, raising surgery fees to the top in one step.

It's hard to judge whether it should be done, or whether it's worth it, Jiang Ruo just feels that he has to do it.

The reason is also very simple. On the first Spring Festival after the joint rent, An He didn't go back to his hometown, so he made dumplings for him in Fengcheng.

He remembered that An He said at the time: "I forgot my name, I only remember Fengcheng, so this must be a good place, and I will stay even if I try my best."

Fengcheng is not Jiang Ruo's hometown, he came here to go to school, even if he stays for four or five years, he still doesn't have any sense of belonging.

He is different from An He, but also has a subtle similarity.

Perhaps human beings have a natural instinct to find what is lacking in other people. Jiang Ruo hoped that An He could keep the bond with this land firmly, and not wander like him. Whenever he fell rapidly in his sleep, he stretched out his hand to connect Not even a vine can catch it.

After thinking this through, when he scrolled down the call log and dialed the unsigned number, Jiang Ruo's slight shame and embarrassment was reduced to zero.

Not to mention the psychological struggle of fear of going astray.

He had legitimate reasons and the confidence to do so. After connecting, he asked directly, "Does what you said last time count?"

It refers to the fact that Xi Yufeng asked Jiang Ruo to think about what he wanted before calling him.

Not long after, Xi Yufeng's deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Of course."