Living depends on the opponent's life [Entertainment]

On December 12st, the year came to an end, and snow fell in the imperial capital.

Early in the morning, Dr. Gu came to check the ward and sent a New Year's greeting card for a speedy recovery.There is no signature or signature, and it is not known whether he represents the entire medical staff or just the big fan of Bai Si.

The sky outside the window was heavy, and the snowflakes were softly rolled up by the westerly wind, spun around to the window, and gently stuck to the window frame, melting by the temperature.

Zhu Ming looked at the frost formed on the glass, and turned to look at Jiang Xingpan.

"Panpan, New Year's Eve is a time to be with your family and lover, so don't waste time with me. The snowy weather and road conditions are bad, go home early."

Jiang Xingpan was nibbling on the apple that Lin Yao sent last time, when he heard the words, he turned his face to the side and secretly rolled his eyes: "How dare I? You only pick holidays to do things, the more special the holidays, the more flustered I am!"

"I'm already lying here, where else can I go to do things?"

Jiang Xingpan was dubious, and looked at him vigilantly: "Don't sneak out! Don't run around without the doctor's permission to leave the hospital!"

The tone sounded like his friend's. Zhu Ming complained in his heart, waved his hand, and said, "Don't run, the partner will come in person."

"Partner?" Jiang Xingpan was stunned, then screamed, "Lin Lin... Lin Yao?"

"Look at your worthless appearance." He snorted softly, and said with raised eyebrows, "He should arrive on New Year's Day. If you really don't want to go home, go and help me prepare some souvenirs or something."

"No, when did you two reconcile?"

When was peace enough to exchange gifts?

"Who said we are reconciled? This is an objective requirement. If you want to build a united front, you have to put aside the conflict first."

"If there is no reconciliation, why should he establish a united front with you?"

"...Good question." Zhu Ming's face darkened, "At least, he must display his humanitarian spirit."

Jiang Xingpan held his forehead and counted the few occasions the two met each other over the years, and his boss's attitude of turning his nostrils to the sky and not looking at Lin Yao directly.

In the end, he asked: "Which normal person do you think is willing to show humanitarian spirit for you after going through such cold-eyed torture?"

"We have to believe that Mr. Lin is not an ordinary person, and he will definitely let go of the past."

"Anyway, I don't believe it, do you?"

"Then I can't help it." Zhu Ming finally struggled, "If you move it with emotion and understand it without reason, your boss will only be beautiful."

"...?"

Jiang Xingpan was afraid that the boss would really take advantage of his beauty and do something out of the ordinary, so he stayed in the ward for a long time.

When he left, the lights were already on.

The snow outside the window is gradually getting smaller, falling into the dim light and disappearing.

Zhu Ming put down the book in her hand to relieve boredom, and turned on the TV in the ward. The New Year's Eve party had already begun.

Participating in many gala celebrations, he seems to be more and more difficult to empathize with. It doesn't matter whether it is an ordinary day or a special New Year's Day. The excitement belongs to others. He only has one stage, and that is the most real existence.

But now, leaving the stage, he felt itchy, as if he was about to die.

As soon as this idea came out, the red light on his wrist began to flicker again.There was a dull pain in the temple, and soon, the pain affected the heart.

Since Lin Yao came to visit the doctor, his health has remained motionless at 9%, which is not like the situation of being unable to move a few days ago, but minor problems have continued one after another, and something will happen every few hours.

He turned up the volume on the TV and rolled over under the covers, trying to muffle his sobs of pain.

"Mr. Patient, can you turn down the sound of the TV? The patient next door to you is still resting, and you can hear ghosts and wolves crying in the corridor."

Dr. Gu, who came looking for the sound, lifted his quilt and said dissatisfied.

When the doctor came in, the pain had gradually subsided.

Zhu Ming quietly wiped off the sweat from her forehead, pretending to be awakened from sleep, slowly got up, and raised her hand to turn down the sound.

"Aren't you feeling well? Just ring the bell if you're not feeling well. Don't hold back." Dr. Gu said seriously, seeing that his complexion was not good.

"It's okay." He glanced at his watch, 11:30, 20 minutes before Lin Yao's appearance.

Seeing that he was absent-minded, Dr. Gu didn't want to continue talking about his condition, so he glanced at him, and changed the subject: "Xiao Si should learn acting skills from you, and you should pretend to be in this state when you pretend to be asleep. There is no sense of disobedience when you open your eyes and wake up. Not easy to spot."

"You hurt your idol in front of me? Are you afraid that I will turn around and sue?" Zhu Ming raised her eyebrows.

Doctor Gu smiled and said nothing.

Although Dr. Gu is the manager of Bai Si's support station, Zhu Ming can't feel the fan's madness and love for idols. He looks young and talented. When talking about Bai Si, he looks more like a Buddhist elder pink.

Candle Tea pointed to a certain singing and dancing group on the stage, and couldn't help but say: "Brother Si is an idol who debuted in a talent show. Looking at the idol groups in the past few years, his dancing ability is the strongest. That's where he belongs." , Acting... just improve slowly, but don't be too demanding."

When Bai Si transformed into a comedian, he persuaded him that comedy actually requires more acting skills, exaggerated but not exaggerated, making people laugh but not cheap, it is easy to make people cry, but it is difficult to control the degree of genuine laughter.

"Such an occasion would suit him best, it's a pity," he said.

A limited men's group that debuted in a talent show, disbanded after a two-year contract. A dancer who is not an outstanding singer cannot hold up the entire stage by himself.

Dr. Gu looked at him with kindness in his eyes: "I know. He is a dance idiot. He liked to practice dance since he was a child. Before participating in the show, he was the youngest president of the school street dance club. He chose to give up. more uncomfortable than anyone else.”

Candle Tea glanced at Dr. Gu and shook her head: "It doesn't necessarily mean giving up. To survive in this circle for a long time, transformation is inevitable. It's like..."

Just like Lin Yao, taking advantage of the situation to transform and make a perfect breakthrough.

The natural disdain chain in the entertainment industry is an inexplicable rule hidden in people's hearts.

The ladder leading to the top is idols, singers, and actors from bottom to top.People who rely on their strength to make a living often look down on those who rely on fans to make a living, and movie actors often have more arrogance than TV drama actors.

The way to survive for a long time is to constantly arm yourself and use your strength to reach a position where you can look down on everything.

"I seem to know why Xiao Si appreciates you so much." Dr. Gu laughed, with a doting look on his face.He thought to himself that his debut was different a long time ago, Zhu Ming is younger than Bai Si, but looks much more mature.

"Okay, I know you are a fan." Zhu Ming shook the goosebumps on her body, "tsk", and said to herself, "It's so strange that I can talk and laugh with Brother Si's fans one day. My fans don't get this kind of treatment..."

While joking, the phone rang.

Gu Ran wanted to say something else, but seeing Zhu Ming's expression was not very good, he let the phone ring loudly and didn't answer it, thinking it would be inconvenient to disturb her.

He pointed to the alarm button next to the hospital bed: "I'm on night shift today, if you're not feeling well, just call me and go back first."

Zhu Ming nodded, and after Dr. Gu left the room, he slowly answered the phone.

"Of course, are you okay? Are you okay!" The man on the other end of the phone blurted out nervously as soon as the connection was made.His voice was anxious, a little tired, without the composure of a businessman.

He lowered his eyes, covered his left eye with the other hand, and put on a brisk tone: "Of course it's okay. Mr. Ji, your son hasn't seen any big scenes. Don't worry. How is the old man?"

"It's not good. The operation is very dangerous. I waited in the intensive care unit for a long time, but I didn't bother to contact you. I just heard about you from the secretary..." The man paused, and his tone became more serious: "It's dad who is sorry for you Grandpa still doesn't know when he will wake up, and I'm not sure when he will be able to return to China, you, take care of yourself."

"Well. Don't tell him about my injury, so the old man won't worry about it."

The old man in the family was diagnosed with brain cancer half a month ago, and his father, who is a dutiful son, took him overseas for treatment after laying down his work.Candle Tea originally planned to visit the elderly after the New Year's Eve performance, but never thought that an accident would turn both grandparents and grandchildren into long-term visitors to the hospital.

The old man is the most important person in their hearts.

Even if a man chooses the latter between a son and a father, he understands very much, let alone complains.

The man gave a lot of advice, and he wanted to use his ability to provide convenience for Zhu Ming, but he rejected them one by one, and finally said helplessly: "Okay, I'll listen to you. If you have any difficulties, just tell Wan'er, she is in charge of the company now." .Do you have a change of clothes? How about letting her go to the hospital to cook some soup for you next time."

Zhu Ming said politely: "Auntie is busy at the end of the year, so don't bother her."

"Did she go to see you?" the man asked suddenly.

Zhu Ming was startled, and a self-deprecating smile rose from the corner of her mouth: "... I've been here."

Not really, but he was too lazy to tell the truth.Sometimes the truth sounds like a complaint, more like sowing discord, that is the wife he chose himself, and he doesn't want to ask.

"I'm tired, I'm going to sleep first."

"Okay, go to sleep. You have to rest well to recover from illness. I think the temperature will cool down in the past two days. You should wear more."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuming lowered her hands, bent her knees, gently pressed her chin, and wrapped her arms around herself.The heater in the ward was fully heated, but the coldness in his heart made his teeth chatter.

The life of crazy work and rush schedule made him have no time to pay attention to some things, and those emotions that had been put on hold suddenly popped up in the quiet nights of the past few days, and piled up in his heart, disturbing his mind.

Suddenly a male voice pierced through the eardrums, Yoyo raised his head, and it was Lin Yao who appeared in the chasing light.

He was reclining on the chair, his long legs outstretched in front of the camera were particularly eye-catching, his lazy and deep voice contained unspeakable emotions, like a ignited fire, dispelling the chill in his heart with the gradually rising heat.

The word "kneeling" is very suitable for Lin Yao.

A man with a natural smoky voice is a well-deserved timbre hooligan, and he firmly grasps the hearts of the people with just the first four lines of a cappella.

The Qingteng Stage gave Lin Yao enough to arrange the noodles. The three-song skewer was a full 6-minute program. The camera did not cut off the stage at all, and it was full of breathtaking close-ups and majestic vistas.

Every expression under the lens makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Until 58 minutes, the host took all the guests on stage to prepare for the countdown to the New Year, and the girls in the audience were still shouting his name heartbreakingly.

After the stage ended, the man who walked to the side silently stood up straight, handed the microphone to the person next to him who was about to move, wiped his sweat calmly, and adjusted his breathing.

On his own stage, he is radiant and dazzling, and when he comes down, he will not fight or grab, and will not be shocked by favor or humiliation.

Candle Tea looked intently, what he saw was a different color from others.

In Lin Yao's ears, the cross earrings were shining red from beginning to end, floating around the stage with the master, making Zhu Ming feel a little lost for a while.

The strangeness that only I can perceive is completely integrated with the stage effect.

The melancholy caused by the previous phone call was swept away, and he sat cross-legged on the bed, recalling the performance just now in his mind, and a look of relief gradually appeared on his face.

The opponent who was not too shy back then is finally back.

The long-standing dissatisfaction and resentment towards Lin Yao became weaker, and within a few minutes, the phone screen lit up and a message popped up.

... Lin Yao's.

Lin Yao: Happy New Year.

Holding the phone and frowning, he carefully confirmed that the other party was indeed Lin Yao who hadn't had a New Year's greeting in nine years.

He thought about it, and replied: Not happy, seeing that your level is still the same, and you haven't made any mistakes, you are not happy at all.

Lin Yao: I'm really sorry.

Light the wax for myself: But it's rare to receive your group blessings for the first time.

Lin Yao: You are welcome.

Lin Yao: Let me tell you, the plane arrives at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning, arrives at [-]:[-] noon, and flies to the crew at [-]:[-] pm.

After being reminded by him, Zhuming suddenly felt that he should formulate a research plan for the life extension system.If he wants to understand this strange life system, he may not have enough time to meet him once, but he can't be selfish enough to delay other people's arrangements...

He was caught in a dilemma, and before he could reply, the phone beeped twice and received another message from the other party.

Lin Yao: No need to go back, get some rest early, and we will meet tomorrow.

Lin Yao: Also, it’s not group posting.

The author has something to say: Candle Tea: Such a simple and perfunctory New Year's greeting, who is it not to lie to?

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On the last day of 2019, I would like to wish my lovely readers a happy new year in advance and spend today~

I will go out tonight for the New Year's Eve. I don't know if I can get up and update it on the morning of New Year's Day. I will fight for it. If it is too late, I will ask for leave in the copywriting

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