muscle actor

Chapter 17 The Truth
Smiling and nodding, he walked to the set, nodded to Xu Yinghua for confirmation, and started the third scene.

Lying on the snow-white hospital bed, Ding Cheng was like a paralyzed lifeless rotten flesh, his eyes were out of focus, and he was staring straight at the ceiling.

The door was pushed open, and an actress in police uniform came in, looked at Ding Cheng, witnessed the whole acting process just now, when facing him, she opened her mouth a few times, her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't speak her lines?

Standing in front of this person, it's like half a foot has stepped into the gate of hell. Any word can be...

Taking a deep breath, he calmly asked, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Fan Zhikang?"

Seeing that Ding Cheng didn't respond, he directly showed his ID and said, "I am an investigating policeman, and I apologize for your daughter's misfortune. However, according to the regulations, the corpse of an abnormal death must undergo a forensic autopsy to rule out homicide..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Cheng sat up suddenly like a lightning strike, staring directly at the policewoman, making his hair stand up as he looked at her.

"I understand the pain of being a father, but we also hope to find out the truth as soon as possible. This is a rule, please understand and cooperate!"

Ding Cheng slumped on the bed like a deflated ball, opened his mouth several times without uttering a word, and finally said: "Qianqian has already left, and now even a whole corpse..."

Crying with her head in her arms, her body curled up into a ball, trembling constantly, the depressive crying was even more heartbreaking.

The camera didn't stop, and the scene lasted for more than ten minutes. Everyone, even Xu Yinghua, burst into tears, and a few female staff members who were mothers turned their heads and burst into tears.

Slowly walked to Ding Cheng's side, patted his back gently, and comforted him: "Cry, it will make you feel better after crying!"

Now Ding Cheng has completely entered the role. Originally, he didn't even want to cry. According to the script, it was just a few lines. Unexpectedly...

I can't help it!
The moment I stood up, I didn't know who was the first to applaud.There was thunderous applause from the audience, and Ding Cheng, with red eyes, was a little flattered, and hurriedly bowed to express his thanks.

"Who is he? The acting is really good!"

"It's the first time someone made me cry on the spot, no, I have to call my daughter!"

"Three points in one go, awesome!"

Ding Cheng heard all kinds of discussions, and he didn't know what to say. Seeing the young man's bewilderment, Xu Yinghua smiled and said, "Aren't you happy that everyone praises your performance?"

Ding Cheng hurriedly said a few polite words, and was about to change clothes to change the scene. Xu Yinghua stopped him and ordered: "I won't shoot today, you must rest!"

"This..." Ding Cheng could feel the director's kindness, so he could only nod his head. He was not afraid of him, and if he persisted, he would be a little unflattering.

After crying a lot, all the backlog of emotions in the past few days exploded, and a big stone fell to the ground in my heart. When this energy was released, my whole body became limp.

Xu Yinghua was not stupid, turned around and called the assistant, "Change him to a single room."

Handing the room card to Ding Cheng, he encouraged: "Go back and have a good rest. I am very satisfied with today's play."

Go back to the hotel hired by the crew leader, take a hot bath, lie on the bed, look at the clean single room, recall the sentence Mr. Ding just said, don’t mention how enjoyable it is!

Once upon a time, brother could be called a teacher!
He fell into a deep sleep, woke up to the sun, hurriedly washed up and went to the set, luckily he was not late.Put on makeup, change into costumes, and start the fourth scene.

Following the female policewoman in the hospital, she came to the police morgue for the first time, and saw her daughter lying on the cold dissection table. Her once smiling face was now bloodless, and her bright and big eyes would no longer be radiant...

Trembling, he walked up to him, slowly stretched out his hand, and gently touched his cheek. There were two terrifying incisions under his thin collarbone. Ding Cheng's body shook and he almost passed out.

"Are you okay?" The policewoman hurriedly supported the poor middle-aged man, looking at the delicate girl, thirteen or fourteen years old, at an average age, but now...

"After the autopsy, the possibility of homicide has been completely ruled out. After signing and confirming, the body can be taken away."

Seeing that Ding Cheng didn't respond, he really couldn't bear to say: "The police can't investigate suicide, please let us know. But if you find anything suspicious, this is my phone number, and I will contact you as soon as possible."

Ding Cheng took the pen, looked at his daughter's face, and muttered to himself: "Don't be afraid, let's go home, Dad will take you home now!"

"Pass!"

Hearing the director's yell, the actress playing the policewoman let go of Ding Cheng's hand and sighed, "Teacher Ding, it's so stressful to play with you!"

Ding Cheng blushed and didn't know how to answer, when Xu Yinghua told him to go over and ran over quickly.

"The next play is half a month later, you need to deepen your emotions, and you don't need to be so explosive." Xu Yinghua took out the script and explained the play to Ding Cheng: "Now the character should be decadent, no, it should be... "

"The walking dead!" Ding Cheng continued, "When the person closest to me leaves, Fan Zhikang has nothing to worry about in this world."

Xu Yinghua nodded, called the makeup artist, gave a few instructions, and re-makeup and changed clothes.Ding Cheng in the mirror became more and more haggard, his eye sockets were sunken by black eyeshadow, his cheeks were thin, and his face was pale, like a skeleton.

"Fifth filming starts!"

When Ding Cheng walked into the community in the evening, his hunchback became even more hunched, his face was haggard and full of stubble, his clothes hadn't been changed for many days, and he smelled sour.

The eyes don't have any focal length, the neck is stuck forward, the upper body looks like a zombie, and it can only move forward with difficulty with the legs. No one sees only one word:

The Walking Dead!

"See? That's the father whose daughter committed suicide last month, so pitiful..."

"I heard that my wife died a long time ago, and now I don't even have a daughter. Hey, what a crime!"

"What a good little girl, why can't you think about going to a dead end?"

Ding Cheng turned a deaf ear to the comments of the uncle and aunt not far away, and everyone left. What's the use of talking about it?

It wasn't until he stood at the door of the house that his distracted gaze relaxed a bit, and he slowly took out the key, his hands trembling slightly, the key he was most familiar with, but he took it by mistake several times.

Xu Yinghua in front of the camera showed a satisfied smile. This detail was handled well. Now Fan Zhikang is suffering from post-traumatic stress and cannot accept the reality of his daughter's death at all. He resists it from the bottom of his heart.

Finally opened the door, the originally clean and tidy room was in a mess, turned on all the lights, didn't even change the slippers, went to the dining table, stared blankly at the dozen or so hamburger bags on it, with red eyes, and put the one he just bought on it.

"Look what dad bought you today?"

"Your favorite hamburger and chicken wings, I used to be clamoring for it all day long, but now..."

want to cry,

But not a single tear!

Looking back at her daughter's room, the door has never been opened since the accident.Countless times I mustered up the courage, but still...

I haven't been out of the car these days, and the unit has also given me a long holiday, so I can take a good rest.Doing nothing all day, like a lonely ghost, afraid to stay at home during the day, wandering aimlessly in the streets.

I only came home at night, turned on all the lights, and kept watch all night long. I heard that people's souls recognize their homes, and I was afraid that Qianqian would not find her way home.

Standing at the door, he muttered to himself: "I don't understand why you committed suicide!"

"Although your mother left early, dad worked so hard to make money by running sports cars and saving food and money for your schooling. If other people's children have it, don't we have it?"

"You said that your classmates all use iPhones, so I'll buy them for you. You like to learn to dance, so let's get the best one. For your birthday this year, why don't you go directly to the restaurant to book a table..."

"I don't understand..."

"Why would you?"

A thousand words, one last sigh.It's useless to say anything now, open the door, the smell of blood has long since dissipated, leaving only a large pool of dry dark red on the floor.

Looking at his daughter's bed, he was speechless for a long time, no one knew what Ding Cheng was thinking?
Walking to the desk, slowly pulling out the drawer, sorting out the relics one by one.My daughter usually studies very well and is always in the top ten. Although she is a little shy, she is very well-behaved and never seeks trouble.

"This is……"

Suddenly something fell out from under the drawer, Ding Cheng picked it up, it turned out to be a diary with a lock?

Unscrew it hard, I really don't know that my daughter has the habit of writing a diary, usually the car is too busy, I seldom talk to her, after all, they are father and daughter, so they must not be as close as mother and daughter.

Suddenly, Ding Cheng's hands trembled violently, his eyes slowly filled with bloodshot eyes, and his whole body was like a wounded beast, his mouth creaked and creaked, which was the sound of gnashing of teeth.

I kept flipping back and forth, a full twenty or thirty pages. It turned out that my daughter had been bullied a few months ago...

Suddenly, I recalled many times, seeing bruises on her arm and face, and asked only that she accidentally touched it, why didn't she...

After reading the last page of the diary, I continued to rummage like crazy, turned on the computer, and the browsing page history entered the mailbox. There were a few small videos in the trash, which turned out to be the scene of my daughter being beaten.

His eyes were slit, his expression was like a ghost from hell, his blood red eyes fixed on the faces of the three girls in the video.

"brute!"

Clenching his hands tightly, the long nails were deeply inserted into the palms of his hands, and the blood slowly flowed out from between the fingers, dripping onto the keyboard.

"die!"

"Damn you all!"

Suddenly let out bursts of roaring, tears all over his face, and snot running down his nose, and finally understood why the well-behaved daughter chose to commit suicide.

Normally timid and introverted, she actually had the courage to end her life by herself...

Ding Cheng picked up the photo on the table, looked at his daughter who was smiling like a flower, and said affectionately: "Qianqian, don't be afraid!"

"Father will help you avenge you, just wait."

"It won't be long before I send those beasts to accompany you."

"Shall we pull the hook?"

(End of this chapter)