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Yan Mingyang was startled for a while.

This time he comprehended the intention of intoxication relatively quickly.Three seconds later, he understood that Shen Zui was mocking himself, and he didn't really want to see this unknown link full of marketing atmosphere.

Xiao Tu secretly poked at people...

It's so cute when you think about it.

Yan Mingyang can even clearly picture in his mind the appearance of Shen Zui forwarding the link expressionlessly.

Xiao Tu can still hate me——Yan Mingyang took a sip of his coffee, thinking it was a good signal for both of them.

He thought about it, and decided to find some topics to make Xiaotu happy.

Yan Mingyang: Actually, I took a similar course when I was in college.

Xiaotu was indeed aroused.

Shen Xiaozui: Oh?

Shen Xiaozui: Did you hang up?

Yan Mingyang: ...That's not true.

Shen Xiaozui: ...Oh.

Yan Mingyang: My grades in this course are full.

Shen Xiaozui: ...

Shen Xiaozui: Childish.

The mountain wind was blowing the showers, and I was leaning against the wall by the window, the glass shaking intermittently.

There are always some people whose embrace is like a quiet Garden of Eden, as if they will be carefree after sleeping in it.The hustle and bustle of this world will not stain your heart, nor will disasters fall on your head.

When falling asleep holding the script, Shen Zui seemed to have returned to that summer in Qi City.

According to Pei Yan's request, the dozens of actresses who auditioned for the second female lead of "Zuo Liu" had lived together near the set more than ten days ago.This is to save time and facilitate selection.

In the first round of audition, each actor performed alone, and in the second round they had to play with Shen Zui and Luan Wei.

But the first round of intoxication has to go, he is one of the judges.

This is not what Shen Jiu fought for, or even what he wanted.

Due to his personal personality, he doesn't like to be a "judge", which requires fairness and hard-hearted responsibilities. He thinks that the elimination and screening is only suitable for people like Yan Mingyang.

Early the next morning, Shen Zui arrived at the audition venue a little earlier than the stipulated time.The front door was already full of people, all of whom were quite young and beautiful girls.

"Teacher Shen Zui!" The girls who were queuing saw him, and many of them were excited.

Shen Zui's eyes were indifferent, and a soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Girls all like you." Luan Wei also arrived.She put on a fashionable straw hat and patted the drunken shoulder.

"Teacher Luan, you're kidding me again." Shen Zui nodded to the girls who were lining up again, and turned around before entering the door, "I wish you all a smooth audition."

Intoxicated with a bit of imperceptible embarrassment.

He could see that some of the girls in front of him liked him, and most of them envied him.

At the age of 14, Shen Zui was picked by Xia Rusen, a leading figure in literary and artistic films, and stepped on the red carpet of the Silver Cloud Awards before he was an adult.He has never acted in a bad movie, and he knows better than anyone else that if an actor wants to not act in a bad movie, luck is even more important than ability.

Shen Zui didn't even have a few serious audition experiences.Most of the time, he was an appointed member of Xia Rusen, and the few auditions were almost equal to "recommendation".

Pei Yan stepped into the conference room in a hurry.The camera next to it was set up, and this time the intoxication was a bystander outside the play.

Auditions have begun.

The first round of auditions lasted more than half a day.It wasn't until one or two o'clock in the afternoon that all the actors were interviewed.

Shen Zui didn't feel very hungry, just dizzy, vaguely a symptom of hypoglycemia.

"Mr. Shen, are you okay?" Luan Wei seemed to be used to being intoxicated and would pass out easily.

"I'm fine." Shen Zui handed the scoring sheet to Pei Yan.

Pei Yan glanced at the score, "You are really kind."

Intoxicated: "......"

Luan Wei also came up to take a look, and said with a smile, "Mr. Shen, according to your standard, you can score at least [-] points yourself."

"Five percent is possible."

The actors who auditioned all went to rest temporarily, and Pei Yan said that the list of shortlisted for the second round will be announced in an hour.

Shen Zui supported the edge of the table and stood up, "I know that there can only be one selected in the end, but the actors are not very old, so it's better not to hit them too hard."

"You acted better than this when you were 15 years old." Pei Yan snorted lightly.

Maybe it was the onset of hypoglycemia, my head was heavy when I was intoxicated, and I didn't think much about talking.

"I didn't know anything at first," he said, "everything was taught by Mr. Xia."

This day's lunch dish includes scrambled eggs with Chinese toon, Shen Zui also made it when he was a child.After he finished his meal, he squinted for a while before recovering.

There were less than 15 actors shortlisted for the second round of interviews, which meant that Shen Zui and Luan Wei would perform the same play fifteen times in the afternoon.

For most actors, this is not a big deal; but for those who are intoxicated, it is really surprising.

Acting is not only physically exhausting, but also mentally exhausting.Shen Zui has a different kind of obsession. When he starts acting, he won't hold back any energy.

Even if he is actually acting for someone, he is not the protagonist at all as far as today is concerned.

After more than a dozen scenes were performed, the hypoglycemia that was still intoxicated with the aftertaste revived.He was helped back to the room, and fell asleep after drinking some glucose.

Half-dream and half-awake, Shen Zui suddenly remembered a sentence that Yan Mingyang had said when he saw the saw.

He said that in terms of career, he is far from intoxicated and lucky.

Apart from fishing and farming, Shen Zui has never worked in other industries.

But the competition in various industries is about the same fierce.

"I finally know why Xia Rusen likes getting drunk so much." Yang Tian said to Pei Yan after all the actors were tested.He sits behind the camera all day.

"No matter how many times he walks into the camera, he acts like he's experiencing the story for the first time—not acting, but experiencing."

Pei Yan smiled thoughtfully, "I'm afraid that when he walks out of the camera, he hasn't walked out of the story yet."

Shen Zui fell asleep until nine o'clock in the evening.The assistant outside heard the sound and hurried to the kitchen to warm up the meal for him.

Shen Zui got up, leaning against the head of the bed and flipping through his phone idly.

Yan Mingyang sent another chat message.

Is he going bankrupt?

...

Shen Zui complained, and clicked in.

I don't know if it's because Yan Mingyang's popularity is too low. Among the 70 billion people in the world, he can't find a friend who is willing to listen to his nonsense.After that day, from time to time, Shen Zui could receive pure nonsense WeChat messages from him that lacked skills.

Shen Zui felt that she didn't really want to talk to him.

But out of a delicate psychology of caring for the happiness of others, if Shen Zui was just doing nothing when he received the WeChat message, he would still reply with a loving sentence or two.

Over time, Yan Mingyang seemed to be showing signs of pushing his nose and face.

Intoxicated unbearably disturbed.

The good news is that after twists and turns, the new second female lead was finally chosen. She was an actress who was born as a child star, named Lu Qian.She intensively completed the one-person shots, and the filming of the whole crew was about to enter the normal track, and Shen Zui was busy again.

"Zuo Liu" has entered the middle and late stages, and the rest of the scenes are basically between Shen Zui, Luan Wei and Lu Qian.

Under Pei Yan's instruction, the stylist didn't cut Shen Zui's gradually growing hair.Shen Zui knew clearly that he was getting more and more like "Lan Xiang" in the play, and he was preparing for the last scene.

Since seeing the note in the woodshed that day, Xiao Zuo has become more silent than before.Business in the carpenter's shop was as bad as ever, and he sometimes couldn't speak a word for several days.

One afternoon, Grandpa died peacefully on the recliner in the courtyard, without a sound.

Xiao Zuo didn't find out until he called Grandpa for dinner.He was neither sad nor surprised, as if in spring you see a swallow come to build a nest under the eaves--it is a natural thing.

On the day of grandpa's funeral, the woman in the red dress appeared again.

There are many funeral rules in the village, and Lan Xiang's pungent and vulgar mother helped Xiao Zuo take care of many things.

Xiao Zuo calmly received condolences from men, women and children in the village.He stood at noon at sunrise, and saw the too eye-catching woman in the crowd.

Thank goodness she wore a white dress today.

Xiao Zuo lowered his head and shook hands with the tearful third aunt.

The third aunt's mourning skills are excellent, and she is reminiscing about the past.From lamenting and crying to Little Zuo's grandfather, to Xiao Zuo's loneliness, and then to Xiao Zuo's deplorable life experience, she finally scolded the bastard parents, wiped her nose, and went home for dinner.

Xiao Zuo continued to shake hands with the next relative.He didn't move his eyes, he didn't dare to look at that woman now.

He was afraid of seeing anything similar to himself on her face to prove that terrible conjecture.

Fortunately, the woman didn't take the initiative to come forward.

After the crowd finally dispersed, Xiao Zuo noticed that the woman was standing with Lan Xiang and talking about something.

Lan Xiang's mother is very busy today and has no time to take care of her daughter.

The woman gave Lan Xiang a ticket to the city.

Xiao Zuo was sure that the ticket was for the city.

Lan Xiang didn't take it right away, even though it seemed to be something she had been looking forward to for a long time.

She took half a step back in a little bewilderment, and stretched out her hand only after being encouraged by the eyes of the woman in the red skirt.

Xiao Zuo stood aside and watched, without stepping forward.

Shen Zui stood aside and watched, unable to step forward.

This night I was intoxicated washing my hair in the courtyard, and there was a swaying moon in the water basin.

The village has lost power again.After Shen Zui washed her hair, she walked into the house with a clean basin in her arms.

His hair was wet and dripping straight down, almost reaching his shoulders.

A battery-operated lamp was lit on the wooden table in front of the window.Shen Zui looked out of the window lying on his stomach, a small, sinisterly beautiful face was reflected in the glass, and his eyes were extremely innocent.

That was Axue many years ago, before she became an intoxicated mother.

Liang Ce chatted with Shen Zui on WeChat.He said that Yan Mingyang was not in Shanghai recently, and that he had returned to Qishi, as if he was dealing with private matters.

Private matter?

Yan Mingyang has nothing else to do besides me.

Shen Zui was dissatisfied to find that Yan Mingyang hadn't "harassed" him these few days, and he seemed really busy.

Shen Zui locked the screen of the phone, and continued to lie on his stomach in a daze.

The figure on the pane was not so scary anymore, suddenly, drunkenly straightened up, as if he finally remembered something.

Yan Mingyang's private affairs...

Should his father be released from prison?

Yan Mingyang couldn't remember how many years he hadn't been back to "home".

It seems that living at home and having relatives is a matter of a previous life.

When he was in this room, Yan Mingyang was just a smart ordinary person.He cleans up by himself and cooks simple meals.

Tomorrow is the day Yan Ting will be released from prison.Yan Mingyang has no doubt that he will not be able to sleep tonight.

He simply cleaned up the former home to make it look barely habitable.

The parents' study room was Yan Mingyang's favorite place to go when he was a child.He mopped the floor, sat on the ground and flipped through his mother's previous work notes.

Yang Ling is a person with pursuit, and can even be regarded as a great person. Yan Mingyang knew it since he was a child.But before "Zuo Liu", he couldn't really understand the meaning of his mother's behavior.

Yang Ling wrote in his work notes, "When an ignorant person has no other way of life except betraying himself—this kind of betrayal is forced even if it is voluntary."

"It is a helpless move, and it is almost the only way out at the moment. But it should never be beautified, accepted, or legalized, because in essence, it is still a dead end."

Yan Mingyang closed the notebook.Leaning against the bookcase, he saw sparrows flying by outside the window.

If you can't save others, at least you can pull Xiaotu out of the haze.

After I didn't know how long it was, a message popped up on Yan Mingyang's cell phone.

During this time, his news piled up like a mountain, and the work that he didn't have time to deal with was like a weed that was blown again by the spring breeze.

Yan Mingyang poked his temple, cheered up and clicked on WeChat.

Shen Xiaozui: .

Yan Mingyang blinked for 30 seconds.

Yan Mingyang: "...?"