actor is a canary

"Did I do something wrong?"

Wei Chu's jaw tightened, "You didn't do anything wrong, it's because you are not good at acting. If you like art, I can open a gallery for you. If you like horse riding, you can also open a horse farm."

"Then what if, that's not what I like?" Ji Qiu was half lying on the hospital bed, his right arm was bandaged and bent comically, but his eyes sparkled.

That was the spark that Wei Chu didn't understand, didn't understand, and never touched.

"Does it have to be acting? One can have any hobbies in life. The ideals are always different when you are a child and when you are an adult. Is acting the only one?"

"That's my ideal."

Ji Qiu's stubbornness made Wei Chu feel the difficulty he had never encountered before.

"I can give you beautiful clothes, beautiful sports cars, and a superior life. Why bother acting, Ji Qiu, everything is at your fingertips. If you get something, you have to give up something."

Wei Chu didn't know that he could comfort someone so softly. He was always the one who gave orders decisively, and his will was the will of everyone.

But Ji Qiu, he pampered Ji Qiu to grow up like this, he taught the boy to become a man, this is his property, Wei Chu thinks he has the right to exercise his right.

It was as if thousands of charcoal fires were rolling and burning in his heart, making Ji Qiu restless for a moment. It was a career he loved, not money, nor power, which was not what he pursued in acting.

Rather, every time he receives a role and plays a role, it seems that after a person's long life, Ji Qiu often sighs for the various experiences in the role, and is sad, and can't laugh or cry, as if every time he looks up at the sky, They are all different and as novel as the stars.

"Mr. Wei, then I would rather not have these."

Ji Qiu resolutely pulled off the IV, got out of bed and opened the door, but the nurse in the corridor kept stopping him, telling him to go back to the room to rest, not even knowing the blood on the back of his hand, just walking straight ahead.

Wei Chu was sitting on a chair. On the beige corrugated floor, two drops of blood were spread out. Wei Chu's eyes seemed to be stabbed by something, and he withdrew abruptly.

The stars outside the window were also extremely dim, and the incandescent lamp overhead cast a lonely shadow.

When Shi Chen received a call from a stranger, he was prepared not to answer it, but luckily he did, and Ji Qiu was on the other end.

"So the two of you quarreled like this, and then you ran out straight away." Shi Chen put several sets of clothes in the closet.

The original hotel was a little far away, Shi Chen only brought a few clothes and booked a big hotel near the hospital.

Ji Qiu's coat was open, and there was still a blue and white striped hospital gown inside. He frowned tightly, lying on the bed, his beautiful face was covered with haze.

"I'm talking to you, what can I do in the future, the crew of "Moon Candle" can't go back either."

The little head on the bed immediately lifted up, "Why, why, I have a skin injury, and my bones are fine, so I can join the group tomorrow."

Shi Chen sighed, "Please, little ancestor, have you figured out your identity? You were Mr. Wei's support first, and then you were an actor. Now that you are injured, Mr. Wei sent a message to the crew, you Sheng Hai is responsible for the crew's compensation."

Ji Qiu clenched his teeth, his cheeks puffed up slightly, his night-like pupils seemed to be filled with countless magma, "How dare he?"

"You have a good rest. I'll send you there tomorrow to apologize to Mr. Wei and be soft. Mr. Wei loves you so much, why don't you just talk about it."

"go out."

Shi Chen shut up. He has seen many artists with financial backers. They each have their own personalities, but none of them are as lucky as Ji Qiu. Perhaps because of his rare beauty, Mr. Wei properly collected him and led the way. Him, indulge him.

But Ji Qiu's disobedience will undoubtedly make the superiors angry, and Shi Chen doesn't want to see Ji Qiu fall from the high clouds.

"Think about the days when you were being chased? Ji Qiu, think about the days when you had your last meal but never your next meal? That's all I saw with my own eyes. If you come out of Shenghai, it may be worse than before."

Ji Qiu's chest rose and fell violently, he lowered his head and growled, "Get out."

The door closed.

Ji Qiu closed his eyes, his mind vibrated violently, causing his brain to twitch, and his throat overflowed with a low-pitched roar like a beast.

The vase on the table was swung to the ground and smashed to pieces, even the melons and fruits rolled to the ground.

Ji Qiu sat on the ground slumped, did he want this?He didn't want to be reborn, nor did he want to sign the contract, so why blame him now.

Is he in debt?Is he going to be an eighteenth-line artist?The resentment in Ji Qiu's chest has nowhere to say, and no one can express it.

Originally he was good at acting, even if he had to sleep with someone, he endured it, but now it's good, the play is not allowed, Wei Chu, you are really good, you are such a good person!

When Yu Yuan received Ji Qiu's text message the next day, he was also terrified, why did he go to the hotel again.

"Brother Ji Qiu, your arm is not good, why are you going home?"

Ji Qiu didn't have any belongings, so he left the room and asked Yu Yuan to take a taxi.

"Brother, you are a public figure now, how can you just sit in the car outside and be entangled by paparazzi?"

The two walked all the way to the door, and the driver Wang drove the car to the door. Ji Qiu looked at it with his head hooked, and sat down neatly.

"go home."

This road was driven from dawn to dusk, before returning to Fengshi, Ji Qiu returned home, lay down on the sofa and let out a long breath.

"I may not be able to make movies recently, and you will probably be transferred."

Yu Yuan stood silently, and along the way she quickly sent a message to Shi Chen, and understood most of the things, she understood Shi Chen's painstaking efforts, and also understood Brother Ji Qiu's grievance.

"The company didn't transfer me for a day, and I was your assistant for a day. Besides, if they transferred me, I would resign. If you hire me privately, you don't need a salary. Just don't starve me."

Ji Qiu finally felt a little relieved, "My matter is still unclear, don't go to the company and say such things in a daze, you have to see the situation tomorrow."

Yu Yuan sat beside him, "Brother Ji Qiu, do you have any plans, can I help you?"

"This is my business, and I can only fight for it." Ji Qiu pursed his lips, "Yu Yuan, go back and rest first, and I'll let you know if there's anything to do."

As the president of Shenghai, Yu Xiangyang relied on his own ability to work hard all the way from an agent to the position of president. It took a total of ten years, so he was considered young and promising.

As for Ji Qiu's name, he heard it like thunder from the very beginning. Mr. Wei's secretary "cautiously" told the person to take care of him that he would understand when he saw the real person. No wonder Mr. Wei was tempted.

"President Yu, Ji Qiu said he needed to find you." The secretary's charming voice came from the microphone.

If it was someone else, Yu Xiangyang would never see him, but this is Ji Qiu, would he dare to see him?If something happened, Mr. Wei wouldn't ask him.

Ji Qiu bid farewell to the particularly enthusiastic secretary and sister, and approached the CEO's office. Yu Xiangyang's photos appeared in the company magazines, bulletin boards, and various internal newspaper clippings.

But seeing a real person is still a bit strange. His office is full of greenery, with a lot of flowers and plants planted, and there is a small fish tank on the table, in which there are two brightly colored small fish swimming around.

Yu Xiangyang spoke first, "I know why you are here."

Ji Qiu's face was still a little pale, after all he was injured and came back from a long journey, and his career was about to stop, so who could look better?

That's it, Yu Xiangyang felt that Ji Qiu's face was also pleasing to the eye.

"Then I don't know what you mean, Mr. Yu?"

Yu Xiangyang sighed, "You guys are gods fighting, and mortals suffer. I know you have great potential, and I have also been a manager. We have seen the rough cuts of your various dramas, Ji Qiu, You are indeed very spiritual."

"so what."

"I don't have the final say on the company. You are very good, and I appreciate you very much, but it's useless for me to appreciate your acting skills. Ji Qiu, you should understand."

He didn't have much hope in the first place, but now it's just completely shattered. Ji Qiu's face showed no joy or sadness, he nodded, thanked him and left.

"But I can say good things for you, but that's all."

Ji Qiu didn't turn his head, he paused and left.

Everyone in Shenghai thought that Ji Qiu had climbed into his thigh, that he had good resources, and now he could meet Mr. Yu directly. No one knew how Ji Qiu felt when he left the company.

His acting career came to an abrupt end. Except for acting, he has no interest in anything in this world.

Maybe there is another thing, drinking, Ji Qiu bought a bunch of wine and came back, he is not the type of alcoholic, sitting in the room, drinking beer while watching TV, gradually getting drunk.

But Ji Qiu, who is drunk, will not go crazy with alcohol, nor will he break things. He sits quietly on the sofa, his eyes are blurred, and his cheeks to his collarbone are dizzy from alcohol.

He recalled a lot of things, from his past life to his present life. Thinking of the death of his parents, that must have been his saddest moment, but he still tried his best to get out and came to a new world, which is the world of acting.

Ji Qiu never thought of giving up.

The author has something to say:

today is a bit short

The protagonists in the article are in a tangled psychology, and the writing is also more tangled

Furthermore, the author is also inexplicably worried today, maybe I need to go out for a stroll tomorrow