Scourge the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 1 Where is the evildoer?

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In the room, Xie Tian was frightened and smoking a cigarette. He was an ordinary person, like all the general public.

Ordinary family, go to ordinary school. In ordinary life experience, only the university is a little different. I went to a media school in Shencheng, Liao Province, where my hometown is located.

To say that this media school is different from other schools, other professional colleges are three-year systems, they are four years.

At the end of the three-year period, the school pressed down their academic certificates, and took Xie Tian’s graduates to the capital’s film and television city for a year. In the school’s words, this is called applying what you have learned. The combination of theory and practice is a school. The benefits given, of course, since they are benefits, of course there is no salary, but fortunately, there is a bit of meat in the lunch box at noon every day, and it is not considered that the school is squeezing free labor.

Xie Tian doesn't know if it's because of his talent or what, other students can play a bodyguard, security guard, etc., only he played a corpse for a year, he "died" hundreds of times within a year, and is proficient in hundreds of kinds of death. Law, the experience between life and death can be said to be rich.

After "dead" for a year, Xie Tian threw the sentence "Go to the entertainment circle of nm" after his graduation certificate and said goodbye to the capital with the luggage ring, and then returned to his hometown in the northeast of Spring City.

In this undergraduate degree, it is not as good as a dog and a master's degree. It is really difficult to find a job in a junior college, and his major is not suitable for what he does, so he has been sitting at home for two months.

Although Xie Tian didn't find a job, Xie Tian didn't worry about it. In his words, it was enough to not starve to death in this life. It was said in the book that if you have no desires, you will be strong, but why does such a master who has no pursuit show such an expression?

The problem lies in a dream he had last night. The dream is good or bad, and it is a person who dreams.

But the problem is that his dream is too long. He has lived as another person in the dream for nearly 30 years. The dream world is almost the same as the real world, but there are many more stories and cultural heritage in reality.

In terms of entertainment, it is much more prosperous than the real world, with many moving songs and fascinating movies and TV shows. Everything in the dream world seemed to be engraved in Xie Tian's mind, vividly in his mind.

In the dream, Xie Tianke had more pursuits. He was determined to be a big star since he was a child. He began to practice martial arts when he was young. After ten years of listening to chickens and dancing, he has practiced Tai Chi and has few rivals. But when he entered the entertainment industry, he discovered that performing martial arts was fundamentally different from the actual combat kung fu he had learned. When Weiya had an accident while filming, Xie Tian woke up from his dream.

Putting this matter on the dream world is called awakening the memory of the previous life, which is called Su Hui, but for Xie Tian, ​​this is tm's ghost upper body!

"bang bang bang"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, Xie Tian was stunned, all the hairs on his body stood up, and he looked at the door tremblingly, as if some monsters and monsters would rush in in the next second.

"bang bang bang"

The knock on the door sounded again, Xie Tian swallowed his saliva and shouted at the door boldly.

"Where is the evildoer!"

The knocking on the door stopped abruptly, and then the door was pushed open with force, and a middle-aged woman with a good face walked in angrily, looking at Xie Tian's eyes filled with fierce light, her hands between her palms and fists. Transform back and forth.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "You wicked little sister, you slept in a daze, you bastard, get out and eat!"

After speaking, her arms shook, and she walked out with bold steps, and a woman stepped out of a mighty and majestic aura.

"Okay, Mom."

Xie Tian responded and followed him up. At this time, he didn't want to be a ghost or a ghost. When people are afraid, the first person to call is mother.

Besides, looking at his mother's mighty back, which brat with no brains dares to come to his house to seek death.

When I came to the living room, I saw that Mother Xie had put breakfast on the table, and Dad read the stories in the newspaper while eating breakfast. Compared with the dream world, the real world lacked entertainment. Rarely, reading small stories in the newspaper every morning is Father Xie's entertainment.

Father Xie runs a teahouse. It is not the kind of teahouse in the south where you eat breakfast and refreshments, or a place where a group of retired old men drink tea and chat. Therefore, this Xie Tian family is a well-off family, neither rich nor poor.

Suddenly, Father Xie threw the newspaper in his hand to the ground, groaning angrily: "What a broken story, every day is just the shortest thing in the parents, and I write it over and over again."

Seeing this scene, Xie Tian shook his head, thinking that the newspaper had abused him thousands of times, and he treated the newspaper like his first love. Dad would be dissatisfied with the stories in the newspaper every day, but he would buy it every day. There is no way for the old man to have such a hobby.

"There are so many good stories in the dream world. If you have time, write them out to relieve the old man's boredom." Xie Tian is still very filial to his parents, don't care about how the dream world is going to come back to his own old man in advance.

At this time, Father Xie said to Xie Tian: "I'll go to the teahouse with me to help in a while, and you should stop dreaming about being a star, and you will be idle at home. don't kill you."

This old man was angry with his son, but there is no way, I scolded his son as righteous and righteous, the most important thing is that the old man is right~ ah.

Xie's mother was not happy when she heard this. I said that the flesh that fell from my mother's body could not be done by others, nor could my father.

With a snap, he threw his chopsticks: "Xie Xun, what do you mean by you, I told you not to let your son get angry if you are not happy, Xiaocai will be back for a few days, your broken teahouse can be opened, but if you can't, it will be closed, and you won't earn anything. Money, my son won't go through that tiring."

This is mom! Xie Tian has been at home for two months, and his hair is about to grow, so he doesn't allow him to help his father. He really protects the calf!

Mom can say that, but thank goodness can't do that, and he's really about to grow hair.

"I'm going, I've been here for so long, I should move, or I'll get sick." After Xie Tian was stunned, the restaurant, writing a book for Father Xie, seemed to have something in his heart.

Seeing that Xie Tian agreed, Mother Xie couldn't say anything else, and the family ate breakfast quietly.

After dinner, thanking his father to dress well, thanking God, still looking like that, raised his brows. "Why don't you wash up and don't want to go~~"

Mom gave her father a blank look and said, "What are you urging?"

Xie Tian looked at his father and said, "Dad, I still have something to do in a while." Xie Tian still has some preparations to do.

"There is a lot of **** and urine on a lazy donkey," Father Xie scolded and went out to the restaurant.

After washing up, Xie Tian said to his mother, "Mom, find me one of Dad's coats." Father Xie prepared several coats because he opened a teahouse.

"What do you want your dad's coat for? It's ugly."

"Hey" Xie Tian smiled at his mother and didn't say why.

Xie Tian went to Father Xie's study again to get a folding fan, and after thinking about what he felt, he patted his forehead, found a saw, and sawed a wooden block on an unused stool.

Mother Xie came back with her coat and took a look at Xie Tian's ass: "Bunny! You want to demolish the house."

"Secret" Xie Tian blinked his eyes at his mother, then went to the tea house with his coat and the wooden block of the folding fan in his hand. Xie Tian and his father were similar in figure, so there was no need to try on the coat.

Teahouses, novels, gowns, folding fans, wooden blocks, you know what Xie Tian is going to do, right! It is commentary. Although Xie Tian has no pursuit, but there is a better choice why not do it,

As for why Xie Tian would tell stories, he would be a fart! Follow the cat and draw the tiger, anyway, there is no storytelling in this world, what he says is what he says.

The teahouse is not far from home, and Xie Tian arrived at the teahouse after a while, and looked up at his signboard: There is a teahouse, yes, Father Xie's teahouse is called Youjian Teahouse by the wayward name.

I didn't think it looked good before, but now I have the memory of the dream world, and it's different. Xie Tian tutted twice: "There is a restaurant, this name should entertain some heroes, and some retired old men are blinded by this name. ."

There were already quite a few guests sitting on the second floor of the tea house, because they were all regular customers from the old neighborhood and knew Xie Tian, ​​and Xie Tian greeted him like his uncle and uncle.

When I came to my father's office, I saw no one and changed into a coat.

As soon as Xie Tian changed his coat, Dad walked in and looked at Xie Tian who was wearing a coat, his eyes lit up: "Well, not bad," Dad thought that Xie Tian came late to change into a coat that suits the occasion.

"Dad, come with me, I'll show you something good later." Xie Tianxian seemed to pull Father Xie to the second floor.

"What are you going to show me?" Father Xie asked.

"Just look at it."

Xie Tian moved a table to the facing direction, put the folding fan and wooden blocks in place, and stood behind the table facing the tea guests.

Those tea guests turned their attention to Xie Tian when he moved the table. Most of them knew Xie Tian, ​​and some even watched Xie Tian grow up. They didn't know what he was doing, what kind of demon he wanted to do. .

"Cough cough!" Xie Tian coughed twice to attract the attention of the tea guests, and then continued: "Everyone, old and young, uncles and uncles, the younger brother passed by here, and this is the trouble..."

Father Xie listened more and more in the back, the more unpleasant it was, how could this kid be so familiar with these words, by the way~~! This is the set of words that the old society is begging for, md! Are you here to beg me for dinner?

Before Xie Tian finished speaking, Father Xie gave him a slap on the back of the head, slapped him to the point of staggering, and scolded him while beating.

"I've called you uncle and uncle, and I'm still a younger brother. What generation is this tm?"

"Passing by here, this is not your home, I let you pass by."

"It's still in trouble, I'm starving you." Father Xie became more and more angry.

Xie Tian was beaten around the table, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "Dad! Don't beat Dad, I'll change the words"

"It's your uncle!" Father Xie roared and continued to chase and beat Xie Tian.

"Dad! You are the boss of our family, I don't have an uncle"

"Ha ha ha ha"

Seeing that Xie Tian 20 Lang was chased and beaten by his own father when he was old, and that he was not stingy, the tea guests around him burst into laughter.

There is no such thing as Xie Mu's town, and the father and son have become a pair of living treasures in an instant.

After a long time of fuss, it stopped. Xie Tian returned to the table. The set of words just now can't be said, so let's change it.

"I read Chen Shou's Romance of the Three Kingdoms a while ago, and I longed for that era of golden arms and iron horses, when heroes were born in large numbers. I wrote a Romance of the Three Kingdoms, hoping to make you smile."

After hearing this, the tea guests all understood. This is the kid who wrote a novel to read to everyone.

"I heard that this kid is an actor, but I don't know he can still write books."

"Writing the Three Kingdoms, what can be written."

"I'll just listen to his Three Kingdoms."

Not to mention the chatter of the tea guests, Father Xie rolled his eyes when he heard Xie Tian's words. He didn't know what his son was like, writing novels? Is that something ordinary people can write? Just wanted to go up and pull his son down, lest he embarrass himself, but when Xie Tian opened his mouth, he was stunned.

It wasn't just him, the tea guests who were watching the excitement were also stunned.

I saw Xie Tian waved his folding fan and said.

"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero."

"Success and failure turn empty."

"Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns."

"The white-haired fisherman on the river Nagisa is used to watching the autumn moon and the spring breeze."

"A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet each other."

"No matter how many things happened in the past and the present, it's all paid...in a joke."