alternate performance

When Zhou Tezhu knocked on the door of the president's office of Xuanran Entertainment Group, Gu Congran was struggling with the investment and financing arrangements for a film and television drama adapted from a big IP.

"Is there anything important that we have to talk about now?" Gu Congran raised his head from behind the mountain of documents, and the light spots slipped across his black and gold pure titanium frame. He took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, accustomed to Xing rubbed his forehead.

Zhou Tezhu had been working with Gu Congran when Xuanran Entertainment was still a studio, and for eight years now, he naturally understood the boss's temperament, what to say and what not to say when the other party was upset.

He spread out a document with a lot of content in front of Gu Congran, and said like a student's endorsement before the other party read it: "Xu Chenhe, male, 26 years old, 178 tall—"

"Stop," Gu Congran leaned back on the comfortable swivel chair, his eyes looked tired, "Didn't I tell you not to look for it?"

The light from the floor-to-ceiling windows hangs over the bridge of his nose and casts shadows on the other side of his nose.Gu Congran raised his hand to block it, and by the way blocked his gaze from looking at the information on the table.

"Mr. Gu, I'll guarantee it with a human head, it really looks like this." Zhou Tezhu looked confident.

Gu Congran couldn't hold back his laughter, it was very shallow, and within a few seconds, the smile on his lips was restrained.

If Zhou Tezhu's guarantee counted, his head would have fallen off several times, how could he still be standing here alive.

Gu Congran waved his hand, signaling Zhou Tezhu to go out: "Okay, I'll see for myself later."

Waiting for the other party to nod, turn around and go out, then close the door softly, Gu Congran sighed, picked up the folder spread out on the table, and looked down at the first page.

The words in black and white are exactly the same as what Zhou Tezhu recited.

Four years younger than Jiang Hua, the same height, and only two days apart in birthdays... Now working as a supporting teacher at Shengyang Primary School in Rongjing Town?The background is pretty clean.

What about the face?

Gu Congran flipped through the pages, but he didn't see Xu Chenhe's real face. He flipped to the end, as if to surprise him, a plastic photo slid down with a large flip, Caught in the folds of his dark gray shirt.

The half-drowned eyes suddenly widened, Gu Congran sat up straight in disbelief, the folder fell to the ground with his movements, and the photo also slipped onto his lap, so that the face of the man in the photo was more clearly displayed on him under the eyes.

In an instant, the closed memories surged in, and the sea where Jiang Hua died seemed to be drained. Jiang Hua, who had been sleeping on the bottom of the sea, finally opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time.

Gu Congran pinched the corner of the photo and held it up to his eyes, his eyes greedily traced the outline of that profile face——

The soft facial lines perfectly outline the thin face shape, the nasolabial angle and chin-labial groove are correct, and the lips are full.She has jet-black hair, her eyebrows are straight under half-covered bangs, and her curled eyelashes form a perfect arc under her eyes.

The light in the picture is generally dim, so the man in the photo gives off a gentle but alienated temperament—I should be polite to everyone, but I will deliberately keep a decent distance from others.

Everything is exactly the same as Jiang Hua.

Special Assistant Zhou, who was summoned out a few minutes ago, was called in by Gu Congran. Special Assistant Zhou also prepared a belly full of boastful words, and immediately fell silent when he saw the boss's almost lost look.

Since Jiang Hua's death, Zhou Tezhu, at the request of Gu Congran, has found three men who look similar to Jiang Hua for him——

The first person couldn't be set up and acted recklessly, which was far from Jiang Hua's composure.

The second one is not good at acting and has a bad attitude. In the acting class, the teacher will be so angry that he will come over and complain again and again.

The third character is not bad, the acting skills are not bad, the important thing is that he is from a major, but he always wants to climb on Mr. Gu's bed, but Gu Congran, who can't stand it, spends money and sends him abroad.

Xu Chenhe is the fourth.

"Where did you find that person?" Gu Congran lit the photos on the table.

Zhou Tezhu recited it fluently: "It says in the information, it's in Shengyang Primary School, Rongjing Town."

"I didn't ask where he was, but where did you find him," Gu Congran added, "How did you find him?"

"Oh," Zhou Tezhu said, "I usually chat with Mr. Jiang Jiang, and I just saw someone post a post that day...Mr. Gu, please wait a moment."

He walked out quickly, and came back not long after, with an extra personal mobile phone in his hand.

Zhou Tezhu swiped the screen, unlocked it, flipped through the photo album, and then put the phone in front of Gu Congran: "This is a screenshot of the original post. The blogger deleted the post in less than 20 seconds after it was posted. I'm so quick." Take a screenshot."

The content of the original post is very simple, just a sentence "I met someone who looks like him", and there is a picture at the bottom.

"I learned from the blogger's homepage that the other party is a third-year girl who participated in the "Three Going to the Countryside" activity of the department this summer. I'm not familiar with it, so I don't know for now, but..." Zhou Tezhu stopped after Gu Congran's gesture of pausing.

"You book the earliest ticket to go out, and you must bring the person back. The terms are easy to negotiate." Gu Congran ordered straightforwardly.

The production department sent the second budget adjustment plan, Gu Congran returned to work, met with the director team recommended by the non-executive producer, and confirmed some of the main creative personnel. The busy Zhou Tezhu came back from Rongjing Town.

"Where's the person?" Gu Congran asked bluntly.

Zhou Tezhu wondered: "He is not very happy."

How to explain Xu Chenhe's words that making him a star is equivalent to a short lifespan?

"Is the treatment unsatisfactory?" Gu Congran asked.

Zhou Tezhu hesitated: "It's not..."

There was nothing to hesitate at first, but Gu Congran let go of the three fish caught by the wide net in front without blinking an eye. If Xu Chenhe didn't like it, it would be a big deal to find another one.

If this person is not Xu Chenhe.

The plain makeup of the first three fish can be seen from any detail, but it is Xu Chenhe who made Gu Congran take a look at the photo as if he was taken out of his soul. He didn't even ask the reason why the other party refused to act as a substitute. The thing under the table stood up: "I will go in person."

"Mr. Gu?" Zhou Tezhu was shocked, "I haven't seen the face, so you think it's him?"

"Why, the face doesn't look right?" Gu Congran hooked the long dark coffee-colored woolen coat on the coat rack and put it on, and matched it with a black halterneck scarf, which was simple and warm.

"Yes, it's just..." Zhou Tezhu was at a loss for words again.

Gu Congran lowered his head and clicked on his mobile phone, booked the flight at [-]:[-] p.m., then put the mobile phone in his pocket, and put his hand on the doorknob: "I will go back to the residence, and I will send the work orders for these two days to you before four o'clock. You, you explain to the various departments before you get off work."

Zhou Tezhu hesitated to speak, remembering the way Gu Congran came back from the beach three years ago, he sensibly held back the words to stop him: "Okay."

At nine o'clock in the evening, the flight to the city where Rongjing Town is located took off on time. Gu Congran watched the vast night scene through the window, and felt a little sleepy. He closed his eyes and let his thoughts slowly empty.

After taking a nap, the plane landed, Gu Congran took a car to a nearby hotel to continue his sleep, got up at dawn and went to Rongjing Town.

I am used to the bustling city full of lights and feasting, but as soon as I stepped into a small town full of green plants, Gu Congran felt a strong sense of unreality, the surrounding plants and trees seemed to repel him, the cold and earthy atmosphere The air made him cough twice in extreme discomfort.

But the real thing is only the inner impulse for things related to Jiang Hua—like the willful snatching of Jiang Hua’s bow tie after the coming-of-age ceremony in high school, like the high-profile moment when Jiang Hua became famous overnight because of a movie. Announcing their love affair is like coming to a strange land for a face that is too similar to Jiang Hua at this moment.

Gu Congran took out his mobile phone to study the simple map that Zhou Tezhu helped him to simulate. The roads in the town made many twists and turns. It took him a long time to find Shengyang Primary School.Surrounded by fields and woods on two sides, several old buildings with a height of only three or four floors on the open space are shockingly simple. The exterior walls of the buildings are all painted brick red, and they are covered with dirty shoe prints. Overall it looks very dated.

On the far right there is a concrete floor of about [-] square meters. The ground is divided into several running tracks with white lines. A teacher leads the children to take outdoor activity classes on the playground.

Gu Congran stood under the tree and observed for a long time. The children in this class should be around nine years old. Most of them are lively and active. Although they are noisy, they listen to the teacher very well.

After class, the teacher led the group of children back to the classroom. A short boy fell at the end of the line, with a distance of two meters from the one in front of him, kicking pebbles on the road mischievously as he walked.

Gu Congran waited for the right moment, and when the teacher turned a corner in front, he stepped forward and patted the boy on the shoulder, and took out a comic book from his pocket.

The boy's eyes lit up immediately, and he looked forward, then excitedly pulled Gu Congran's sleeves and hid aside: "Can you lend me a look?"

Gu Congran thought to himself, what a lie.

He hid the book behind him, and asked with a straight face, "Didn't the teacher teach you not to go with strangers casually?"

"But you don't look like a bad guy," the boy jumped up, "You look so well dressed, are you a new college student from the city?"

Although Gu Congran was considered to be a college student who was much younger than his actual age, he was in a good mood, but he did not forget the purpose of his trip.He answered irrelevantly: "Do you know Teacher Xu Chenhe?"

"I know!" The boy seemed to be ADHD, his two legs jumped up and down, "Teacher Xu is wearing a mask today, he said he is a masked monster, don't let us talk to him too close, otherwise it will infect us Virus."

The child's thinking was off the charts, but it didn't prevent Gu Congran from following his mouth. When he got useful information, he took out the comic book and clapped the other person's hand: "Here, don't read it in class. If it's confiscated, it's your own." responsibility."

After walking around the neighborhood and talking to the old farmers working in the fields, Gu Congran basically understood the situation of Shengyang Primary School.

Near noon, he walked up to the building on the far left. He heard that this is a classroom dormitory, and Xu Chenhe lives in 306.

The stairs are narrow, and the doors on each floor are facing each other. Cardboard boxes and broken cabinets are piled up in front of each door. Interlaced wires hang from the top of the corridor, which is very similar to the style of the 70s and [-]s.

Gu Congran walked all the way up to the third floor and stopped in front of the door of 306. The sound insulation of the old house was poor, and he didn't even need to listen carefully to hear someone coughing softly inside.

Xu Chenhe's photo was in his pocket, Gu Congran took it out to have a look, then put it back, and knocked on the wooden door calmly.

There are no peepholes on the door, only a slightly nasal but warm voice piercing through the door: "Who is it?"

Just two words made Gu Congran's heart stop for half a beat, his blood seemed to freeze, and he couldn't feel any temperature in his whole body.He didn't even dare to breathe, he was afraid that one move would scare away the people in the room, and then he laughed at himself, no matter how his voice sounded like it was not the same person, what was he afraid of losing?

He raised his hand and knocked on the door again, this time with a little more force, more urgent than before, it was an urgent meeting and an urgent need to deny the speculation.

The door was opened a foot wide, and the people in the room stood in the gap and looked out: "Who is there?"

He was dressed very thinly, with a smoky blue long-sleeved sweater paired with black straight-leg trousers, and dark brown short leather boots on his feet, making him look thinner.The medical mask covered most of his face, and the beautifully shaped willow eyes were exposed above, staring suspiciously at the uninvited visitor outside the door with a surprised expression.

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