The Last Shot [Entertainment]

There was a "boom" in Tian Jing's head, as if the blood had faded from his brain in an instant, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't stand.

But he still strained his eyes, trying to see if the person in front of him was that Sheng Zhaoliang.

Sheng Zhaoliang has lost weight, his cheeks are slightly sunken, his eye sockets are getting more and more depressed due to dark circles under his eyes, and his disheveled hair sticks to his ears. Tian Jing remembers that Sheng Zhaoliang once had a particularly handsome sideburn, but now he can't see it. His shoulders are so thin Protruding bones can be seen.

It was Sheng Zhaoliang, absolutely right.

"Why are you so thin..." Sheng Zhaoliang walked towards Tian Jing, seemingly still wanting to grab his hand.

Before Tian Jing could be touched by him, he took several steps back. Sheng Zhaoliang was hit on the head by this reaction and froze in place.

Sheng Zhaoliang even suspected that he had identified the wrong person. He looked at Tian Jing carefully again. The other party had changed so much that he should apologize immediately and turn around to leave, but at the same time, he uncontrollably wanted to grab This person, as reckless and crude as a knee-jerk reflex, told him that this person was Tian Jing.

Tian Jing backed away in a panic, his feet were unsteady and almost fell, he looked around, it should be said that it was God's will, a taxi slowed down and stopped beside him, and the person blocking the car was a passerby behind him.

So Sheng Zhaoliang watched helplessly as Tian Jingjing pushed the passerby with big bags and small bags away like crazy, got into the taxi, and before closing the door, Sheng Zhaoliang heard Tian Jing shouting in a crying voice: "Drive!"

Sheng Zhaoliang stood where he was, watching the car go away, stayed for a while, then slowly came back to his senses, and saw the passer-by who was pushed down scolded while standing up and dusting his trousers, his pocket was torn, and the apple rolled All over the place, very frustrated.

Sheng Zhaoliang walked over and squatted on the ground to help pick up apples. The other party thanked him, but he bowed his head in response. The last apple was put away, and two dark watermarks suddenly fell on the sidewalk heated by the sun.

The passer-by who was holding a bagful of apples in a broken bag looked up at the sky, but there was not a cloud on it, where did the rain come from, and then looked down at Sheng Zhaoliang.

Sheng Zhaoliang had already stood up, bowed his head towards the man, turned and left.

Tian Jing's hand to unlock the lock was still trembling, and he couldn't get it right for a long time, and then the door lock "clicked", and the door opened from the inside.

Bai Ai was wearing Tian Jing's pajamas, wiping her wet hair with a towel, with an open suitcase at her feet.

"I forgot my pajamas, put on yours first... Fuck."

Bai Ai stared at Tian Jing, half of Tian Jing's T-shirt was torn, but he obviously didn't notice, he was at a loss for a while before focusing on himself.

"You're here."

Bai Ai watched him enter the room with his head down, changed his shoes, put them neatly into the shoe cabinet, poured himself a glass of water, sat on the sofa and drank slowly.

This person either hit a ghost or was hit by a ghost.

"What's the matter with you." Bai Ai grabbed both ends of the towel, came over and kicked Tian Jing, "You're lost."

Holding the cup, Tian Jing raised his head, his eyes looked especially big after losing weight, and he once surprised Bai Ai, but now those eyes were so clear that they were a little hollow.

Tian Jing said, "I saw Sheng Zhaoliang."

Bai Ai froze for a moment, then grinned.

"Where did you meet? By chance?"

"Meet by chance." Tian Jing nodded, and then fell silent again.

Bai Ai felt that he was hesitant, so she asked: "Is it really a coincidence?"

"I don't know... Fanfan said that he went to my hometown to find me two months ago."

Bai Ai touched his chin and sat down, his expression suddenly became serious again: "Tian Jing, this is a good opportunity."

"What?" Tian Jing looked over in panic.

"It's a shameful opportunity. How have you been through the past six months? It's not an exaggeration to be reborn. After suffering so much, don't you just want to show Sheng Zhaoliang what he missed."

Tian Jing seemed to come back to his soul at this time, and he smiled weakly: "What did he miss? He just made a choice between me and Yu Su, and he never missed anything." He leaned over and took the cup Put it on the table, stand up and walk towards the open kitchen, "And I don't want to see him now...Xiao Bai, what are you eating?"

Bai Ai spread her arms and leaned against the sofa, looked at Tian Jing, and sighed with hatred.

Tian Jing was indifferent: "It's better to lose weight, I think you have gained weight recently."

"I want you to take care of it!"

Tian Jing smiled, and there was a beep on the chopping board.

He also didn't expect that one day he would comment on the figure of a beautiful person like Bai Ai.

After the operation, he lost weight terribly fast, losing weight every day, but not entirely because of the operation.In order to make him recover well after the operation, the doctor supervised him every day, but Tian Jing still couldn't eat much. Sometimes he swallowed forcefully, and would spit it out immediately. At first, he thought it was a digestive problem, but later found out that all the problems were mixed together. The doctor who performed the operation said that there was nothing he could do. Tian Jing needed psychological counseling. He was probably anorexic.

So Tian Jing stayed in the hospital completely. During the recovery period after the operation, he did not know how many layers of skin shed. But Bai Ai had a scene to shoot. After walking for a month, when he took time to see him, he found that Tian Jing's face was yellow and emaciated. In the hospital bed, the whole person was sleepy, looking out the window at the early spring buds, but there was nothing new about it.

Bai Ai pulled Tian Jing up from the hospital bed, and said to him, "Do you still remember the last words Sheng Zhaoliang told you?"

Tian Jing's dull eyes turned to Bai Ai, and his Adam's apple rolled several times before he said with difficulty: "He let me fight for the last time."

Bai Ai looked him up and down: "As a result, you are always so disappointing."

Tian Jing lay on his back for a few minutes, the tinnitus flooded him like a flood, and he suddenly remembered that he hadn't touched the camera for a long time. Now that his body was falling apart, let alone a hand-held shot, he felt that a DV short film needed it. He has no physical strength.

Sheng Zhaoliang should at least leave the movies to him.

Tian Jing wiped his hands and called Bai Ai to eat at the dining table. When Bai Ai lowered his head and gorged himself, Tian Jing said in a normal tone: "I didn't do it for Sheng Zhaoliang, I just hope I can still carry the camera. .”

Bai Ai looked up at him with a mouth full of sauce.

Compared with the submissive Tian Jing, compared with the sickly and sluggish Tian Jing, what Tian Jing changed at this moment is not only his appearance. Will make people care, and will dissolve in a very short time.

Bai Ai pouted noncommittally.

Tian Jing came to City B this time, intending to participate in venture capital films. Currently, there is only a script, which is adapted from a suspenseful novella. The core members are young people with little money. Most of them have just graduated from school. The investment club recruits investors and starts the film.

Because the producer is an alumnus of Tian Jing, Tian Jing accidentally learned about their project and showed interest. Just as they still lacked a director, they recruited Tian Jing, who is a director.

Tian Jing made a meal for Bai Ai, and then went to a meeting with the team members. The next day was the review session. They had to practice the presentation, and then polish the plan.

The demonstration meeting for the re-examination happened to be held in the auditorium of University B. This was the first time that Tian Jingjing returned to his alma mater after many years of graduation. He was in a good mood since he entered the school. A feeling of going to a homework report meeting.

After entering the auditorium, Tian Jing saw a lot of familiar faces, all of whom were classmates or seniors in college, and without exception, they were all sitting opposite Tian Jing, on the high step-up seats, either investors, Either the judges, no matter how bad it is, the teachers who have stayed in the school, as the representative of the partner school of the Venture Capital Association.

Tian Jing still felt embarrassed by this difference. The graduates of University B who were in the same level or even lower grades, those who stayed in this industry have made a name for themselves, and he is still participating in the competition with the newcomers who have just graduated. venture capital.

"Brother, everything is ready, I will rely on you later, come on."

Tian Jing nodded to the screenwriter. Although he has always worked behind the scenes, since everyone in this group is shyer than him and talks less, the speaker decided to have him.Although Tian Jing didn't know, the team members also agreed that Tian Jing's image is good, which can add more points.

The auditorium was filled with people one after another. Tian Jing looked at the judges' seats, and there was another seat that was vacant, so he didn't care.

The promotional video of the venture capital conference began to play on the projector, and Tian Jing looked up like everyone else, silently reciting the speech in his head.

"Sorry for being late."

Someone murmured an apology, followed by the sound of a chair being pulled away.

Even though the auditorium was not quiet and the speakers were turned up loud enough, Tian Jing could still distinguish the person's voice from the noisy background sounds.

He didn't look back, and after finishing the promotional video and the presentations of the first few contestants, it was their turn.

Tian Jing stood in the middle of the stage and adjusted the microphone.

"Hello everyone, my name is Tian Jing, and the story my friends and I want to talk to you is called "24 Nights"."

He couldn't help but cast his gaze on that person among the many blurred faces.

Only that person's face is clear.

He saw Sheng Zhaoliang slowly crossed his hands and put them on the table, as if he had tightly clasped his fingers to restrain something.

Sheng Zhaoliang was also looking at him with a strange fiery look.