After the failure of the popular niche plastic surgery [Entertainment]

After Dong Cheng left, Liu Zhonglin came in from the outside, holding several boxes of pills in his hand.

Cheng Weishi was resting on the bed, and half-opened his eyes when he heard the sound of closing the door: "You are here."

Liu Zhonglin took a disposable paper cup from the water dispenser at the side: "The doctor said that you can't eat for the time being after gastric lavage, and you can drink some warm water in two hours."

"Well, it's okay." Cheng Weishi closed his eyes.

Liu Zhonglin felt that the appearance of the other party wrapped in a quilt was really distressing. His body was so thin and narrow that he seemed to be skinny, his face was pale and pale, probably due to the problem of the light, and the muscles on his face seemed sunken. .

"I heard the few words you said before I fell into a coma. I think you and Mr. Duan should already know that I am not the real Zhong Fei. I will not tell Dong Cheng your real identity. Correspondingly, please Don't investigate me anymore, anyway, there is only half a year left before I leave. Also, help me tell Mr. Duan that I was sorry for him last time and failed to take care of me."

After Liu Zhonglin heard this, he hesitated to speak. He wanted to continue the negotiation with the other party on the topic in the morning, but seeing the other party's attitude now, he felt that there was probably no room for change, so he could only respond: "In this case, I I don't force it anymore, I will pass on these words to Mr. Duan, but...how should I address you, can you tell me your name?"

Enduring the discomfort in his body, Cheng Weizhi put a pillow under his waist and sat up from the hospital bed. His breathing was a bit heavy, and it sounded like someone was slowly pulling the bellows in his chest and lungs.

"My surname is Cheng. It doesn't matter the first name. Anyway, you shouldn't know me in the first place, and you shouldn't remember me in the future. Telling you will only increase your troubles."

"Mr. Cheng." Liu Zhonglin immediately changed his address, "I don't understand one thing. What do you mean by saying that you have done something to be sorry for Mr. Duan? I never knew why your relationship suddenly became like this."

Cheng Weishi looked a little surprised: "You don't know?"

"I want to know too, but Mr. Duan won't tell me." Liu Zhonglin gritted his lips twice with his teeth, moving his eyes from side to side, looking puzzled, "But Mr. Duan is very angry. I guess, if you didn't do that For one thing, he will definitely not start thinking about ending this plan now. Because he is too worried..."

Speaking of this, Liu Zhonglin immediately stopped talking: "Sorry, Mr. Duan will not allow me to talk about this with outsiders."

Cheng Weizhi nodded: "Don't worry, I won't use Zhong Fei's identity to do things that are not good for Mr. Duan. My task is to shoot a few scenes and sing a ditty in front of the audience, and then I can get a lot of money , and nothing else."

Liu Zhonglin frowned: "But Mr. Duan said, you didn't do this for money, but for something else, didn't you? I think... maybe you were threatened by someone. After all, you and Zhong Fei are really similar."

"No, actually I'm not that similar to him. You say I resemble him because you haven't seen his private photos."

Liu Zhonglin looked at Cheng Weishi's face: "Then he is... ugly?"

Cheng Weizhi pursed his lips and thought about how to describe it, before answering for a while: "I can't say, probably... After you see his real photo, you will feel sincerely: So the current plastic surgery technology can be so terrible .”

Liu Zhonglin couldn't understand.

Cheng Weizhi lowered his eyes and coughed twice: "I want to ask you one more thing, can you make an appointment with Mr. Duan for me, I want to apologize to him personally."

Liu Zhonglin agreed very readily: "No problem. But I can help you talk to Mr. Duan about the TV series you said you didn't want to act in, maybe I can help you."

Cheng Weizhi smiled wryly: "Of course I didn't ask him about this matter. How dare I ask him to help me now."

Then he pulled out the pillow on his lower back, and lay down again: "After talking so much, I don't have much strength anymore, I want to sleep, please close the door for me."

Liu Zhonglin said: "Then I'll go out for a breath first, call me if you need anything, I won't go far."

Cheng Weizhi closed his eyes: "Yes."

In the short minute before falling asleep, Cheng Weishi thought a lot.

Without Duan Kejia, he would have to rely on his own strength to resolve Zhao Yuan's matter.

If he hadn't been Zhong Fei's stand-in, I'm afraid there would be no chance to stop this infringement—this is probably a blessing in misfortune.

Zhao Yuan does not wake up all the year round, even if a righteous person exposes that the script of the TV series infringes on his works, so what can he do? At most, there will be a few wars of words on Weibo, and after just a few days, the flames of war will be lost in other entertainment In the tide of news, no one will remember.

The director won't take responsibility for it, the scriptwriter won't apologize for it, the actors who filmed it will say it's none of their business, everyone is profiting in the filthy vortex, every fan thinks their idol can get out of the mud without dyeing.

Everyone feels able to be aloof and hang on high.

These people think they are right.

Could it be Zhao Yuan's fault?

He doesn't understand.

By the way, as for Duan Kejia——

He wanted to tell Liu Zhonglin that when the other party asked his name just now, he had already answered truthfully.

It's just a word game.

"Unknown" - Cheng Weishi.

Consciousness begins to blur.Cheng Weishi fell asleep.

After making sure that the people in the ward had fallen asleep, Liu Zhonglin went downstairs, walked to the black commercial vehicle, and knocked on the window: "Sir, you haven't left yet."

The person inside lowered the car window, his face slightly embarrassed: "How do you know I'm here?"

"I saw it from upstairs." Liu Zhonglin smelled the thick smoke coming out of the car, "I talked to him just now, and he said he wanted to meet you in person. What do you think?"

Duan Kejia touched the place where cigarettes were often placed on the seat of the car, only to realize that the car had run out of cigarettes.

"I'm available anytime, right now."

Liu Zhonglin suddenly looked surprised: "I thought you didn't want to see him. I'm ready to help him persuade you."

"..."

"But he's asleep now."

Duan Kejia said "oh", without any superfluous look on his face: "Then let's talk about it tomorrow. Today I just stopped by to have a look."

Liu Zhonglin couldn't figure out what his boss was thinking, his temper was unpredictable, and his thoughts were even more difficult to guess.

"Then I'll notify him when he wakes up." Liu Zhonglin was about to step away when he turned his heels back suddenly. To the boss, he said his surname was Cheng. "

"Procedure……"

Duan Kejia followed silently.

"The name is...?"

Liu Zhonglin shook his head: "He refused to tell me. He said that we don't need to know him, and we shouldn't remember him. After half a year, he will leave us forever. Knowing about it will only increase troubles. He also said that it will not be harmful to Your business, let us stop investigating his information."

Liu Zhonglin bent over and leaned close to the edge of the car door, and said, "Sir, if there is nothing else, I'll leave first. Mr. Cheng is still sick, and I'm afraid he won't be able to find me if he needs anything up there."

Duan Kejia waved at him: "Yes. You can go."

After Liu Zhonglin left, Duan Kejia turned his gaze to the side, sinking into the shadow of the slowly rising car window.His face was extraordinarily quiet and elusive.

At the end, he twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh, but the smile was unpleasant.

He said, "It's really hard to let go."