entertainment conscience

Chapter 417 [Seventh Day]

Nancheng, 7:10 in the morning.

"It's still not updated, why hasn't it been updated?"

Bi Yao opened Weibo on her mobile phone and refreshed her followers. Bao Shiyi's Weibo was still not updated, and the novel "The Seventh Day" had not been updated, and it was still the previous chapter "The Sixth Day".

The friend who lived together heard Bi Yao's words, and while washing his face with facial cleanser, he said, "I think this book is really going to be a series in my lifetime."

"Eleven, he probably wants a eunuch."

Bi Yao shook her head, got up from the bed, and said, "No, he will definitely finish this novel on Eleventh."

Regarding Bi Yao's self-deceiving words, the friend expressed casually, and remembered that Bao Shiyi's latest movie "The Undertaker" will be released soon, so he couldn't help saying: "Bi Yao, "The Undertaker" will be released soon. Let's go see together."

Bi Yao nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay!"

Not to mention that the movie "The Undertaker" won the Golden Lion Award at the Venice Film Festival, but that this movie starred Bao Shiyi, who also won the Best Actor Award in Venice with this movie. Looking forward to the movie.

Although Bao Shiyi did not show up during the promotional period of the movie, it is obvious that this movie does not need too much promotion at all, and the topic is very high.

In particular, Bao Shiyi hasn't made any new works for such a long time, and this "Department Master" was filmed before.

There has been constant publicity about "The Undertaker" on the Internet.

Thinking of the movie "The Undertaker" and the story in "The Seventh Day", Bi Yao couldn't help saying: "Death is really helpless."

"That depends on how the death happened. If it was an accident or the end of life, there is nothing to do. But if it is like the "Seventh Day" and those who were forced to die in the news, it is not suicide at all, it is murder."

Obviously, the girl was still a little bit aggrieved by the last words, and said coldly: "It's just that the hell is empty, and the devil is in the world!"

Bi Yao knew what his friend was angry about. Thinking of the gradually suppressed news on the Internet, the popularity was lowered little by little, whether it was Wu Li's father's university, or the medicinal wine that died of Hongmao, sighed, and said in a low voice: "I can understand more and more that Eleven wrote this "The Seventh Day", but I just don't know what will happen on the last day of Eleven."

"What else can happen? Reality is always more exciting than stories. I think it's hard for him to imagine how bad people's hearts can go on the [-]th."

The girl sneered a few times, washed her face with cold water to wake herself up, and continued: "These tragedies have been written in the works before November.

Bi Yao was silent for a moment, and couldn't help saying: "There are still many beautiful works in Eleven's works, such as "I Fighting Cancer", "Love in the Hawthorn Tree", and many of them in "The Melting Pot" who struggled all the way and did not change for change. The world, just for those who don't let the world change themselves, those are beautiful."

……

……

"Be careful on the road!"

A door opened and someone stepped out.

Liucheng, at 7:28 in the morning, Bao Shiyi watched Zhou Yun go to work.

Standing at the door and watching Zhou Yun's leaving back, Bao Shiyi's last words were nothing more than exhortations as usual.

According to the life calculation formula given to him by the system, when Zhou Yun got off work today, he might die before Zhou Yun got home.Although it is not known how he will die in the end, it is clear that today is his last day.

On the last day, watching Zhou Yun leave, and then waiting for Zhou Yun to come back, did he really die at that time?

No chance of surviving?
Really gone?

Negative energy is still being collected, but the calculation formula like a bottomless pit has no way to shake the degree of life. No matter how much negative energy can be extended, it may only be a few seconds or a few minutes.

This is how he ended up.

……

Bao Shiyi shook his head, no longer thinking about it, turned around and walked into the door, saw Xiaoxiao who had already carried his small schoolbag, couldn't help laughing.

After Zhou Yun went to work, Bao Shiyi had to drive Xiaoxiao to kindergarten.

The woman across the door just happened to go to work and lived in the same community. Obviously, the woman was very familiar with Bao Shiyi and his daughter. She nodded with a smile and said to Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, today is your father who will see you off." Go to kindergarten!"

Smiling and nodding, her little face was full of joy, her eyes were like talking elves, she took Bao Shiyi's big hand with her little hand, and called auntie sweetly to the woman, and said, "Yes, Dad will take me to kindergarten."

"I love daddy the most."

Hearing Xiaoxiao's words, childish words, but the sweetest love words from the heart, the woman couldn't stop laughing, and Bao Shiyi also laughed.

However, Bao Shixi smiled, but his eyes couldn't help turning red again.

My daughter, how can you be so sweet and caring.

Just like that, Bao Shiyi wiped his eyes, touched Xiaoxiao's little head with a smile, his big hand held his little hand tightly, but he was afraid that if he held it tightly, it would hurt Xiaoxiao's tender body. The little hand was holding and escorting carefully like that.

……

Nanzhong Kindergarten, 7:46 in the morning.

Nanzhong Kindergarten is a kindergarten on Nanzhong Street. It is not a private aristocratic kindergarten, but a public kindergarten. The colors are bright, and there are pictures on the colorful garden walls. There are small flowers, grasses, rainbows, and the sun. Every pattern is unique. With the most beautiful hope, it blooms so beautifully, one after another, like those lovely children in the kindergarten.

There are parents sending their children to the kindergarten one after another at the gate of the kindergarten, and there are also a group of little radish heads coming off the kindergarten school bus.

The little radish heads are all carrying small schoolbags, wearing beautiful clothes, with the brightest smiles on their faces, talking and chatting with their friends all the time, very happy.

Bao Shiyi stood there and waved goodbye to Xiaoxiao, watching Xiaoxiao walk into the kindergarten step by step.

There was a smile on his face, but also reluctance.

However, no one has yet noticed that there is a middle-aged man standing there at the entrance of the kindergarten full of hope and beauty.

Standing like that, with his head lowered, his eyes stared straight at those children with a pair of fierce and bloody eyes.

At some point, a knife appeared in his hand, a sharp long knife with a cold light on the blade.

Whispering, bloodthirsty madness.

"They don't let me live, they drive me crazy, and I...don't let everyone live..."

……

The seventh day, the last day has arrived!
(End of this chapter)