Tighten my broker

Chapter 6: Memories and Reality

There is a complete set of pruning tools in the house, which belong to Mr. Luo.

Although Luo Zhenguo is alone, he is still very concerned about his own image. According to him, "the crown must be straight, the buttons must be knotted, the socks and shoes should be tight, and the crown and clothing should have a certain position. '.

That is to say, people should pay attention to the neatness and cleanliness of clothing and grooming. Wearing hats should be correct, buttons of clothes should be fastened, socks should be worn flat, and shoelaces should be tied tightly, otherwise it is easy to be tripped. After returning home, clothes, hats, shoes, and socks must be placed in place to avoid mess, and it takes a long time to find them when they need them.

The so-called thinking big, starting small, and developing good living habits is half the battle... At that time, when Luo Zhenguo spoke so politely and politely, Luo Yang felt that his father was very knowledgeable.

But after going to school, I realized that this was not original by his father, but it was written in the "Disciple Regulations".

But even though this is the case, Luo Zhenguo taught Luo Yang a good habit, that is to maintain his basic appearance and etiquette.

... It's a strange feeling that relevant memories are constantly popping up in my mind.

Luo Zhenguo's laughter seemed to be still in his ears, but it was only the word 'seems'.

Luo Yang looked at himself in the mirror, lowered his head and picked up the razor that was placed beside him. The razor was spinning quickly in his hand, and under the dim light, he cleaned himself up bit by bit in front of the huge mirror.

Afterwards, Luo Yang simply washed his hair with cold water, at least it was no longer greasy.

With wet, shoulder-length hair, Luo Yang stood in front of the not too big mirror.

In this world, Luo Yang's appearance is completely different from his original self. His previous self was the kind of person who made people look amazing. He also became popular in the entertainment industry because of that perfect face, but that The defect of his face is also very big, such appearance restricts his way of acting, so that he can only wander between the characters set by some tall and powerful people.

Coupled with the company's image marketing, the freedom he can get, the stage he can show himself, are only fixed ones, and an actor, without excellent works, will not make others remember you successfully, but unfortunately, in the previous life The Luo Yang has always maintained his enthusiasm in such a situation, relying on that face and the pornographic news all over his body.

He also wanted to change, to tell the company that he has such acting skills and can take on different types of roles, but it was useless. The people in the company would only use the simplest method to make him the best money-making tool.

Who told you to sign a contract with the company for a long time?

It's the easiest thing to pick up a company artist with no background, even if you already have enough fame.

According to common sense, an artist with great potential like Luo Yang shouldn't be treated like this, and it wouldn't happen to any company with a bit of courage and vision, but if there is no if, Luo Yang's parents It was such a short-sighted company that sold him at a high price and signed a contract with sky-high liquidated damages.

Luo Yang once complained about his parents, why they gave up their son so easily, and why they didn't feel guilty at all, but later, he also wanted to understand, after all, they gave him life isn't it?

Isn't this the greatest gift?

The last movie shot in his life, the role of the villainous murderer, was won by Luo Yang on his own initiative, on the condition that all subsequent activities would be honestly obeyed by the company's arrangements.

Thinking of that role, Luo Yang couldn't help but smile, that should be the most enjoyable role he has ever played.

So after it was over, he chose to end his absurd life, a false life that was all created by others.

Maybe among his fans there are people who really like him, but because of this, he is more determined to leave.

He felt that he was deceiving them, he felt that Luo Yang was an outright liar, the feeling of guilt made it difficult for him to breathe, and he couldn't breathe.

So, he made that choice.

Memories are like a surging tide, bringing people into another world, while the painful part is like a huge wave, slapping people all over with cuts and bruises.

Looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar face in the mirror, Luo Yang stood still, looked at the person in the mirror, and said softly, "Hello, Luo Yang."

The room was quiet, except for the slight sound made by something unknown due to changes in the outside world.

In the mirror, the handsome young man with a young and vicissitudes of life smiled at him, like a child who just received a birthday present.

"Welcome to the new life." Luo Yang said again, and the strange young man in the mirror had the same expression.

And at that moment, the young man in the mirror smiled even brighter. Under the warm yellow light, it looked like an old yellow photo, full of the charm of the streamer.

The original dirty clothes were completely unacceptable, Luo Yang packed all those clothes and put them in a bag, and planned to throw them away when he went out tomorrow, as a farewell to the previous Luo Yang.

No, it's not a farewell to the former Luo Yang, but a farewell to the decadent Luo Yang.

After all, to a certain extent, he is Luo Yang, but not the original Luo Yang.

There is nothing in the house to tell the time. Luo Yang dug out a brass pocket watch from the previous items, but it may have been stored for too long, and the time stood still at [-]:[-] pm forever.

Quickly remade the small bed in the room, Luo Yang turned off the light, and lay alone in the moonlight again, but this time his mood was completely different from the mood just now.

Peace of mind.

Maybe it's An Xin, the current him, Luo Yang, is lying neatly on the bed that his father once lay in his memory, falling asleep with the warmth in his memory, which is a warmth he hasn't experienced for a long time.

There was a musty smell on the quilt that hadn't seen the sun for a long time, but Luo Yang slept soundly this time, which was an unprecedented sense of comfort.

In the past few days, Luo Yang has a feeling of being in a dream, but now, returning to this memory home, lying in this room full of memories, Luo Yang has a real feeling, That real feeling of being alive.

In such a state of mind, Luo Yang fell asleep peacefully.

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Just after five o'clock in the morning, Wei Ran dragged his exhausted body to pack his things and prepare to go home.

There is a little light in the sky, but it is very hazy, with a layer of blur that belongs to the night.

"Wei Ran, if you want to earn spare money when you come back in the future, just come to my side." The boss who rubbed his eyes yawned a long time, and tried his best to cheer up and look at Wei Ran. Carefully exhorted the sentence.

"Also, pay attention to safety on the way back in two days. There are a lot of thieves these days, and there are many people who are distracted. You just have to go back on the eleventh, so don't let people stare at you."

Wei Ran put his backpack on his back, looked up at the bald boss who was over forty years old, and responded with a gentle smile: "Well, okay, I know, then I wish you a prosperous business too, boss. "

A store that is open 24 hours a day, Wei Ran also works the night shift here during the time, even if he is unemployed, he still has to find a job for himself, right?

Fortunately, the boss has a very good personality, so although this job is a little tiring day and night, it is still quite comfortable overall.

"Then I will lend you a good word." The fat boss smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, and Wei Ran waved to him with a smile on his face after hearing what he said.

"Then boss, I will go first."

"Well, see you later."

"See you later."

Facing the morning sun, Wei Ran casually brushed his somewhat messy hair, took a deep breath, and strode towards the east in big strides under the farewell of the little golden bell hanging on the door of the small shop.

There is a trace of sadness in his eyes that cannot be erased.

Some people are happy, but naturally others are worried, and Wei Ran is the one who is worried.

Four years of college and three years of graduation. He is 26 years old this year. Generally speaking, he is not too old, but he is not too young. He has always dreamed of taking root in this city, but the reality is that he slapped him. Him, it's just a dream.

When he graduated, he took a sum of money from his family and his first pot of gold, and set up his own small studio, but in this big city, there are too many entertainment studios like him , a year ago, he began to make ends meet, and the wages of the only few employees could not be paid.

So, at the studio's annual meeting dinner, he fired all the employees, and everyone subsidized their salaries for three months, with the money from selling his small studio.

There are comings and goings, so get together and leave!Wei Ran is not such a stingy person.

So, after that year ended, he started to run all over the streets, hoping to find a cheap rental house, but his wish to work for himself failed, so he could only work for others.

But some things cannot be changed in a short time. He has opened an entertainment studio, so he always has his own ideas on some things, and once his own ideas come out, he always dismisses other dirty methods. Gu.

Therefore, he who was "self-proclaimed" was decisively fired. Until now, he still has not found a formal job and it has been a miserable three months.

It's kind of ridiculous. In such a big city, he can't find a regular job. It's okay to say that he is too high-minded, and he doesn't want to just muddle along like that, or that he doesn't know how to praise. .

He felt that no matter what time it takes, people have to be a little persistent, so he became a loser who was about to be unable to afford even the cheap rental house.

Four or ten minutes later, Wei Ran walked into his small rental house, exhausted all over, lying on the bed with his shoes on, not wanting to move at all, suddenly feeling like he was locked in a cage, No matter how hard you struggle, you can't fly out.

Wei Ran also recognized it clearly, to put it bluntly, he is cheap.

He was reluctant to sell himself cheaply, and had to wait for reality to slap him several times before he would succumb to his lust.

After all, the situation is a little bit better than those homeless homeless.

Speaking of homeless people, Wei Ran's mind was also slightly active, and there was a little memory in his long and narrow eyes.

Yesterday, beside the road, there was a dirty figure, with those bright and pure eyes, and... a very charming voice?

Wei Ran couldn't help laughing.

In short, there is a very profound image in the calm life.

It seemed that he was a very unique person, but he didn't know why he had fallen to that point... In the flickering picture, Wei Ran closed his eyes for a while, and then the whole room was completely calm, except that he was not Then the sound of steady breathing echoed slowly.

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