Mr. Lu wants to chase his wife's crematorium

Chapter 40 A villain who dreams of black...

I have another cold and have been in poor health for years.

I remembered the last time I went to the crew to film a movie, and it was the same when I came back.

I feel cold all over, and my hands and feet are cold.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room at the moment, and I sat on the bed with hot water and looked at my phone in a daze.

Liuliu still hasn't replied to my message, I'm very sad.

He seems to have disappeared these days, and I feel more and more uneasy.

Obviously I rejected him, but now it seems that I have been abandoned.

In fact, I didn't expect freedom to come so quickly.

It's getting to the point where I don't think it's all that real yet.

It was Tang Jingqi who sent me back yesterday, because I rejected him, we almost had nothing to say along the way.

There was deathly silence in the carriage, and an unprecedented atmosphere of embarrassment gradually spread.I really wanted to fall asleep, and it wasn't the first time that I was like this, but I was very energetic at that time.

Instead, Tang Jingqi asked, "There is still a long way to go, do you want to sleep for a while?"

He probably saw that I was a little embarrassed, but I was embarrassed to play with my mobile phone when others were driving.

After such an embarrassing journey, the car finally stopped at the gate of my community.

When I got out of the car, Tang Jingqi stopped me, but stopped talking to me.

I looked back at him, feeling a bit more entangled in my heart.

I wonder if friends can continue to communicate in such an embarrassing situation now?

Tang Jingqi looked at me deeply, and said as if making up his mind: "Yan Yan, I don't mind waiting for you for another 10 years."

At that moment, I seemed to be moved, and there was a little space in my heart to accommodate this fiery emotion, but unfortunately I couldn't respond to Tang Jingqi with the same strong love.

In my heart, I always regard him as a friend.

So I replied, "Thanks, but I think we're only good enough to be friends."

He smiled helplessly and asked, "It's good to be friends first, then I will ask you out later, will you come out?"

"Yes." I answered simply, at least I think that since I promised to be friends, there is no need to deliberately alienate, it will appear very artificial.

He smiled as if he was relieved, and his eyes were red.

I was a little overwhelmed, and I nodded goodbye to him as if fleeing, and ran into the community in a hurry.

Now that I think about it, I'm still embarrassed to pick up the sheets with my toes upside down.

I didn't do anything wrong, so why am I running away?I am a little annoyed.

Thinking of this, I put hot water on the bedside table, planning to lie in bed and brush my phone for a while to relieve this self-pity.

After logging on to the social platform, I realized that it has been three days and my enthusiasm is still high.

I took a closer look and there seemed to be something wrong.

About my new trending headline, it was born early this morning.

[Su Hanchen's microblog connotation Tao Yan] I clicked in to see, Su Hanchen seemed to be connoting me.

He said: "A former actor who is jealous of the headlines, I heard that you are coming back, but I hope you can be self-aware. As the co-actor of the show you are about to come back, I sincerely persuade you, with your appearance, If you have no money, you might as well go hug your thighs, don’t try to destroy other people’s hard work, after all, the hero only makes one movie a year, if you can’t broadcast it because of you, you will be guilty of a serious crime.”

The trumpet who was suspected to be the male patron Gu Xuan responded: "Yeah, I really don't know what this kind of person thinks, bad luck."

I probably understood why the agreed audition was cancelled. It turned out that it was because of the leading actor, Gu Xuan. He didn't want to cooperate with me, so he found a dog leg to step on me.

I've seen this kind of thing a lot before, and it's basically the second male lead who overwhelms the male lead, so some people don't want to film with their seniors, especially the old ones.

The limelight will be snatched away, in fact, it is because of poor professional ability and low self-esteem.

Between the lines between his words, I could not help smelling a strong sour gas.

He thinks that I can bully me at will, but I also want to teach him how a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

Gu Xuan only made his debut for three or four years, so it would be too utilitarian to take the opportunity to step on me to reach the top.

Tear force, this is what I, Tao Yan, fear the most.

He posts Weibo, and I post it too, otherwise it seems like he is the only one with Weibo.

I posted: "It's terrible for people to feel inferior. After all, they can only make one film a year. If they are not popular, they should find their own reasons. I really feel sad for the actors and colleagues who worked with you." .(Share an interesting story) I didn’t eat lemon this morning, but I smelled sour gas around me. I wondered why? It turned out that someone had become a sperm.”

Soon someone forwarded my Weibo, including my good brother Pei Jingcheng.

He said: "Some male protagonists with low self-esteem have time to hire dog-legs to rape others. Why don't they study the script carefully. If they don't get a play next year, it will be even worse."

I guess my comment area must be full of blood, after all, I am used to being scolded, who knows that my comment area is actually harmonious.

[Wow, my Yanyan is so young, yes, my Yanyan is back. 】

【Damn it, I thought Chengtao was a bee...】

【It is our Yanyan who was not banned, Yanyan is the victim...】

[It's great that Yanyan is back!chicken jelly. 】

【Welcome back...】

...

They were all welcoming me back. After 6 years, I was moved to tears.

But I just wanted to hate Gu Xuan and the dog legs, but I took the opportunity to announce my comeback.

I didn't expect it, will this be too fast?I haven't greeted the company yet, I was impulsive.

Then, there seemed to be another wave of discussions on the Internet about whether I was considered a bad artist, and the result this time seemed to be much better than last time.

I read one by one, even the feeling of being discussed, abused, and questioned by others is more comfortable than lying at home with nothing.After all, this can give me a strong sense of existence, and it doesn't make me feel that life is dispensable, and it's better to die.

Later, I check my phone.

In their mouths, I seem to have become a victim. Sure enough, six years can change many things, including people's concepts.

Some people began to really wonder who the photographer was?That year they were only focused on attacking me, and seemed to forget that the photographer was the most important thing in the whole incident.

Some people suspected that it was Mr. Lu, because since my accident until now, the most paparazzi have photographed me and Mr. Lu in the same frame.

I have also wondered repeatedly over the years, is the person who leaked the photos really Mr. Lu?

Unknowingly, two small people, one black and one white, appeared above my head. They almost looked exactly like me, and their size was like the doll in Mr. Lu's hand.

It's just that the little white man has a pair of lovely wings. Under the reflection of the afternoon sun, the wings seem to be dyed with a layer of colorful golden sand, which is very beautiful.

It bounced back and forth in front of my eyes.

It said: "Everything is in the past. You have to look forward. The future is what matters. Besides, if Mr. Lu hadn't brought you home seven years ago, you might have been lured by those people in the bar."

I thought it made sense, but I saw the little black man with the steel fork kicking the white man away.

It shook its tentacles and said viciously: "What's the difference? Lu Zheng is as disgusting as those people. Why did he take pictures? It's just to force you to submit. Don't you want revenge?"

"But what about my mother?" I asked.

The little black figure hovered in front of my eyes, and its expression became more ferocious.

He said: "Do you still care what that woman does? She doesn't love you at all, she loves her clank even more, she doesn't care about your feelings at all, you go and sue Lu Zheng, he took the photo, he must have leaked it Yes, he deserves a thousand knives, and finally let him and that woman die together! Go to hell together!"

"do not want!"

I yelled and sat up from the bed, sweating profusely.

Everything around me is normal, there are no cruel pictures, let alone those two villains, and it is 7 o'clock in the evening, and it is already dark.

It turned out that this was a dream. I breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that the dream was very real.

I'm so scared, I'm afraid to be that black villain, he is so vicious, it must not be me...

I remembered that I hadn't taken any medicine yet, so I quickly searched out the drawer for antidepressant medicine and took it.

Even so, I can no longer tell whether this is the effect of depression, or I really think like that black villain, and even want my mother and Mr. Lu to go to hell together.

this is too scary.

At this time, the phone rang, and in the empty room, my heart was trembling violently. Fortunately, I glanced at the caller ID, and it was Director Zheng calling.