When I Return With You [Entertainment]

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Sitting on the tree, the young man in brocade clothes rested on the trunk with one hand propped behind his head, eating bright red berries with the other hand, looking at the blue sky in the distance through the gaps in the leaves. He was still very good-looking, maybe he was extremely bored, he tilted his head to look at the monk sitting under the tree and meditating upright.

"Wuchen, what do you want to do in the future? Abbot of Xuanzhu Temple?"

"...inheriting the abbot's mantle and saving the misery of all beings." The monk who lowered his eyes quietly already had the demeanor of a master of a generation.

"Isn't it just to be a monk admired by everyone? It's so great, tsk." The young man who deliberately misunderstood the meaning of his friend seemed to be frivolous and ignorant, but his eyes were soft and gentle when he tilted his head. He turned his eyes to the direction of the Forbidden City far away from the mountain, and continued with a smile, "Oh, but I will help you."

"You wait for me to sit in that position, build you a temple made of gold, and then make you a gold statue of the same height, so that everyone will worship you every day as an eminent monk, and let you be admired enough haha."

"... Nonsense." In the indifferent voice, a faint pampering could be heard.

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The next day's drama was played by Jian Yang by himself. The target food of their red team was found. During one day's rest, he didn't need to wear a miniature camera. He avoided Chen Xinyi and came alone.

The granny who sells Ye Erba probably thought that he was just joking yesterday, and was surprised to see him, but soon his smile became more kind and amiable. Not many young people nowadays like drama.

Jian Yang rubbed his nose. In fact, he didn't like drama in his previous life, and it's the same in this life. If it wasn't for...he was really just joking.

The place where the performance is performed is in a tea garden in the night market. The tea garden has a long history, and amateur troupes come to perform from time to time, and they don’t often perform large-scale dramas. Usually it’s just a few excerpts, and most of them are traditional dramas. The old people stood by and watched.

When it was almost time to start, Jian Yang was sitting on the seat clutching the program list in his hand, his face turned pale. The program list was full of writing, but he only saw a line of small words - "Heroic all command hand blade demon monk Wuchen".

The show started, and the babbling vocals were intoxicating, but Jian Yang couldn't listen to them at all.

He looked up and saw that the dramatic makeup was mainly exaggerated, and the monk on it was painted with a ferocious face, and the actors had extraordinary acting skills.

Jian Yang stared at the people on the stage, his expression was a little dazed.

Monk... Wuchen?

"...His ideal is to save all living beings from suffering..." He squeezed out a weak voice through his teeth, drowning in the applause, "It's not like that...he just..."

Jian Yang suddenly remembered that the night before he was preparing for Linchuan, he clearly heard passers-by admiring Master Wuchen of Xuanzhu Temple, praising him for his kindness, transparency, and dedication to serving the people.

He thought at the time, it's great, when he wins this battle, he will fulfill what he said at the beginning, and let Wuchen, who is dedicated to proving the principles of Buddhism and self-disciplined, be admired by thousands of people.

But once he was defeated, Wuchen gave up everything to avenge him. People only know that the demon monk poisoned the emperor and brought troubled times, but they don't know that the emperor is absurd and the demon monk is merciful...

He fell into the filthy mud as soon as he came out of the dust, and he has been reviled like this ever since.

Monster monk... Monster monk? !

Damn demon monk... He's just trying to avenge me!

Jian Yang found in a daze that the scene was over, the rampant and evil monk was beheaded, and the audience responded with warm applause and applause.

Jian Yang couldn't bear it anymore, he left there in a hurry, lowered the brim of his peaked cap, wandered the streets, thinking about things he hadn't looked at.

He has always thought very well, he is no longer Liang Qiao now, and Yun Gui is not Wuchen, it is said that it is the past life, but he is the only one who remembers it, and the past is gone, so there is no need to pester him endlessly.

But now he realizes...it turns out that he has been...reconciled, not reconciled to falling short of his achievements, not reconciled to a single move, not reconciled... the eminent monk Wuchen who was praised as "the pine grows in the empty valley, the moon shoots the cold river" was not reconciled, To be so implicated by his failure!

No... There must be some way to change it. Jian Yang stopped, squatting under a tree and scratching his hair. The phone was set to vibrate before he entered the tea garden. There was a ringing sound in his pocket, and Jian Yang took out his mobile phone irritably, and turned it off without looking at it.

Just at this time, a little girl was passing by with her mother. The little girl gently shook her mother's arm and acted like a baby: "Mom, will you tell me about "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" tonight? Didn't you get punished?"

The moment Jian Yang heard these words, Jian Yang's altar was instantly enlightened. No, he could save it. There has never been a natural barrier between official history and unofficial history in people's hearts.

He is in the entertainment circle now, if...he climbs to the top, if...he has enough popularity and status, and film and television works that do not match history are everywhere, he only needs to film the history he has seen, as long as It is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, why not change from a demon monk to a holy monk?

Furthermore... His Wuchen was never a demon monk.

He remembered that Xu Dang asked him the reason for entering the entertainment circle at the beginning. What he said at the beginning was very perfunctory. He just thought that acting was not bad, and he could earn money to open a studio for Yun Gui, but it was not wrong to do other things. can be achieved.

But now, he has a reason to reach the peak. He wants to vindicate the reckless and incompetent King Ying in the wild history, and even more so to give the praise and admiration he deserves to Wu Chen, who has always been as pure as a crescent moon.

He wants to restore that period of history.

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When he returned to the hot spring hotel, Jian Yang had already sorted out his mood, and when he was about to go to his room to rest, he bumped into Xiao Tong of the blue team.

He is not familiar with Xiao Tong, and his impression these days is that he is knowledgeable and talented, but impulsive and irritable, and he is not forgiving in his mouth.

He nodded politely.Jian Yang looked down for the key.But I heard Xiao Tong speak over there——

"What's your relationship with Mo Yungui?" Xiao Tong asked him with his lips pursed, his expression seemed a little awkward.

"Huh?" Jian Yang was a little surprised when Xiao Tong asked this, "Very good." He said it naturally and frankly.

Xiao Tong frowned and looked at him, as if judging the truth of his words, he hesitated for a while before speaking, "The last time I auditioned for "Star Escape", I met him."

"We competed for a role, and my agent finally got me the role. However, I watched Mo Yungui's audition video, and someone filmed it."

Jian Yang listened carefully.

"His talent is very good." Xiao Tong said slowly, "I don't know what the relationship between you two is, but I brought the words to you. If you really have a good relationship with him, go and tell him."

"I have a source of information, the channel is reliable, Huang Xishan intends to make "Star Wars 2", Song Ting is the protagonist, if you can win, go for it. If you don't believe me, you can go and verify it in private."

"This kind of news... you told me like this?"

"I don't have his contact information. You don't have to think about it. I just think that he is more suitable for this role. I respect people with good acting skills. You two are a manager. I will tell your manager that this matter may not necessarily fall on him. .” Xiao Tong looked at him with slight contempt.

"Your acting skills are much worse than him, but you are the most popular in the group. It would not be worthwhile if the manager is partial." Xiao Tong said mercilessly, "But the duo usually flies solo soon. You are now I was surprised to live in the same apartment and see harmony on Weibo, let’s just believe that you have a pure friendship, as for the result, I have a clear conscience anyway.”

"Besides, the last time you taught Shang Yipeng a lesson, you were very relieved. However, Zheng Yaoxi probably chased after you even more for being handsome in public. I wish you good luck." Xiao Tong gave him a schadenfreude before leaving. smile.

"..." Thank you so much. Although I am very grateful to the other party for giving such an important news, Jian Yang can only smile on the surface.

I can't be happy about being stepped on.

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At the same time, in F city, in the night of feasting and feasting, a taxi speeds by.

Yun Gui was sitting in the back row, his eyes were fixed on the cell phone he was clutching, the dozen or so calls he had made before... Jian Yang didn't answer any of them, and two hours passed, and he didn't call him again.

He closed his eyes tiredly. He just finished filming for a cover magazine yesterday, because "Feng Chai" is still in preparation, and there are still more than ten days before he joins the crew, so Xu Dang accepted some magazine advertisements for him. notice.

He didn't like these things very much, but he had no choice in a short time. This evening Shu Juan called him again and said he wanted to see him.

He didn't want to see this woman, but sooner or later, the crew of "Fengchai" would look up and look down.

He really wanted to be with his Pan Bao cleanly and have nothing to do with the past rotting in the mud.

Unfortunately, he had no choice.

He tightened his grip on the phone in his hand, and the abyss in his opened eyes was dark and there was no light. Why... didn't you answer my call?Why... didn't you call me?I want to hear your voice...

No...he must be recording a show, he is not idle like himself.

It's nothing, he's not afraid of anything anymore.

Looking at the busy traffic outside the car window, Yun Gui tried to elicit an ordinary and cheerful smile like that of the bustling passers-by, but in the reflected shadow, the smile was stiff and far-fetched, gloomy and bleak, just like before, with the radiance outside. The colors are out of place.

The author has something to say: I have always forgotten to say that this modern era can be regarded as a parallel world, and the main beam is inserted into the history of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms (although they are all my nonsense orz), and the rest are developing according to the normal track. Nouns will be changed to show the difference, and the city name will not be mentioned directly, so there is no need to catch non-worms~