Fast Time Travel Novel Improver

What could be more heartbreaking than the disfigurement of a beautiful person? !

There is no pungent smell of disinfectant in this ward, and the tiles are wiped clean and shiny.The hospital beds here are much wider and thicker, and there are soft-colored lilies on the head of the beds.

Pei Qi lives in this high-class separate ward, the windows are large, and the sunlight coming in is much more than other wards.The cloudy and rainy weather three days ago had already cleared up, but the haze in his heart could not be dispelled.

Pei Qi's face was wrapped with clean gauze, which was surrounded by layers, thick layers.His deliberately long hair has been cut short unevenly by the doctor, and it is a hairstyle he usually wants to abandon most.

But he doesn't care about hairstyle now, in fact he doesn't have the energy to care anymore.

He sat limply on the hospital bed.He was only injured on the face, his legs and feet were still sharp, and his body was still healthy, but he felt that he had been stabbed all over his body, and he lost even the strength to get up.

Song Yaze gently opened the door of the ward, still holding the incubator in his hand.From his perspective, Pei Qi's eyes were dull, like a person who lost his soul.

He sighed silently in his heart, and walked over with his lunch.Up to now, all comforting words have become powerless and pale.

"Don't come again." Pei Qi felt even more sad when he saw him approaching.For three days, he hadn't said a word, and his voice was as hoarse as a rusty Chen Zhong.

"You are finally willing to speak." Song Yaze set up the pallet, put the lunch box on it, and said happily, "Let's eat."

Pei Qi looked at the bowls and chopsticks without moving, showing no intention of reaching out. "I have no appetite." He tilted his head to one side and pointed his back at Song Yaze.

"Pei Qi, in fact, scars on a man's face are not necessarily a big bad thing. Maybe you are more manly, and you can transform into a tough guy in the future..." Song Yaze said carefully.But when he opened his mouth, he realized how fragile this comforting sentence was, so fragile that it seemed to be ironic.

Pei Qi was silent, and it took a long time before he slowly opened his mouth: "Have you read so many books, have you read "All Quiet on the Western Front"?"

Song Yaze shook his head and denied, "No. I don't read war themes very much."

"Then let me tell you about it." Pei Qi recalled the plot, "The protagonist Paul has a friend named Franz. He was injured in the war and had a leg amputated. Paul comforted him and said that the situation is okay. So serious, and said he'd be home soon. But . . . Franz died that night . . . "

Speaking of this, his tone trembled uncontrollably, and he clutched the bed sheet under him in pain. "Paul comforted Franz by the hospital bed, and advised him to eat more..."

"Pei Qi, these are completely different things." Seeing him so depressed, Song Yaze couldn't help but feel sad for him.

Pei Qi's extremely negative thoughts made people feel heartbroken.When people are tormented by fate, they always tend to associate all the misfortunes in the world with themselves, and then create a vicious circle in the whirlpool of sorrow.

Yes, he admitted that he was vain, and this disaster came because of vanity.But everyone in the world is more or less vain, why is he the only one who is punished so severely?I am just one of all living beings, why does God give me a rough road to walk?

"That's just a novel, and how is it comparable to your situation?!" Song Yaze asked back, but saw Pei Qi's shoulders trembling slightly, and he was sobbing softly.

"Let's go...don't come here again...I don't want you to see me like this..." Pei Qi said the whole story with a heartache.In fact, since he turned away, his tears had been pouring out uncontrollably; only now, he couldn't keep his voice steady.

Song Yaze didn't know what to say.He originally wanted to scold Pei Qi for his excessive sadness, but when he really faced a person who was as fragile as paper, even his intention to speak loudly was wiped out.

"You go... If you go, maybe I will still want to open some more." Pei Qi's sobbing gradually subsided, "I can look in the mirror, and I can accept the fact that my face is disfigured... But I just don't want you to see it .”

"If I really leave, I think you will be even more worried..." Song Yaze pulled the chair in front of the hospital bed and sat on it.

He looked at Pei Qi's obviously stiff back, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "It's hard for you to deal with the media outside now. I'll go and get your guitar and oil paintings over now, so you can feel at ease for a while." Stay in the ward and recuperate well. When this matter subsides, it will not be too late to leave the hospital."

After Song Yaze left, Pei Qi turned around and sat up again.He reached out and gently stroked the still painful wound through the gauze.Based on the location of the pain, he silently estimated the length of the wound in his heart, imagining his appearance after the stitches were removed, and couldn't help but sink in his heart.

He was so engrossed that he didn't notice that the door of the ward was opened and a fat body entered. "Don't touch it all the time, it will swell."

Pei Qi put down his hands, seeing that the person who came was Director Gao who had supported him, he sat up straight in shock.He quickly got up again, scribbling his feet on the ground, hurriedly looking for the slippers that had been kicked somewhere.

"You are a sick patient, so don't get up to greet me. Lie down quickly!" Gao Qilin was carrying a fruit basket in his hand, and was wearing a black hat as always; but in the early winter, the hat was replaced by a black felt hat.He has a beer belly and still wears a long fluffy scarf around his neck, which flutters as he walks, still in the style of an artist.

Only then did Pei Qi find two slippers, and he didn't care about distinguishing between his left and right feet, so he put them on casually and hurried to pick up his things.The basket is very heavy, and the inside is colorful, with carambola and mangoes surrounding the outer ring, and a hedgehog-like durian lying inside.

After picking up the fruit in a hurry, he quickly opened the chair for Director Gao and said respectfully, "Director Gao, sit down!"

Pei Qi's popularity is mostly due to Gao Qilin.Pei Qi respected this high-cold director who was rarely seen in the entertainment industry; seeing him come to visit him was even more flattering.

"Director Gao, thank you for coming to see me." Pei Qi looked reserved, and his pitiful face covered in gauze made him look a little funny.

"You're welcome." Gao Qilin moved his fat buttocks to the chair, and straightened the long scarf. "On the way I came, I saw all the reporters downstairs, which made me sweat."

He lifted his felt hat, took out a tissue and wiped the fine beads of sweat on the top of his head from the Mediterranean Sea. "During this time, don't read newspapers, listen to the radio or watch TV."

Pei Qi naturally understood what he meant, nodded with a wry smile and said, "I know. Those reporters must have written me miserable." He sighed, staring blankly at the white ceiling.

"Hmph, those people don't have any other skills except to add insult to injury." Gao Qilin snorted, thought for a while and added: "By the way, you'd better turn off the BP machine and mobile phone. Apart from dealing with your manager, Do not have any other contact with the outside world."

Perhaps the minds of those in trouble are more sensitive.Pei Qi savored this sentence carefully, feeling sad from his heart: "Is the public opinion from the outside world not good? It must be that I colluded with the gang..."

Gao Qilin's silence verified his guess.Seeing his muffled reaction, Pei Qi couldn't help laughing at himself.

"Public opinion is guided by the media, and people don't know the truth." Gao Qilin said again, "They don't understand you, they just like to follow suit, so you don't have to care about what they say."

Pei Qi was not relieved by this comforting sentence. "When I first debuted, praises were flying all over the sky, and I could receive letters from fans every day. But now it has become like this, and I have become the target of public criticism! Sigh..."

"You're still too young to understand many things..." Gao Qilin took out a mango from the basket and peeled it carefully, "I didn't realize until many years after I entered the industry that fans are ruthless. They will give you Giving gifts, what you say may be more romantic and nasty than what your girlfriend said."

"But sooner or later, they will abandon you, and even scold you in turn. Do you know why?" Gao Qilin handed the peeled mango to Pei Qi, "Because what they like is not you, but the imagination in their minds. of you."

"So you have to be yourself and don't be swayed by fans." Gao Qilin warned with wide-eyed eyes, "Actually, two years ago, I chose you as the leading actor for another reason, that is, your unreconciled appearance, which is very resembling When I was young."

Pei Qi gnawed on the mango, with mango juice all over his hands and mouth.He looked up at Gao Qilin with a funny look on his face. "Really...really? Can I still be like you?"

"Those of us who study art all have a noble arrogance." Gao Qilin said, "There are not many people who really engage in art in the circle. I am still an old bachelor. When I am old, I have no other ideas, just want to Cultivate a descendant and make a good movie..."

The implication is already very obvious.Pei Qi only felt that the mango was stuck in his throat, and his whole body was stiffened by the great surprise and touch.He looked at Gao Qilin and was so excited that he couldn't hold it back.

"If you don't dislike my old bones, are willing to learn from me, and are willing to call me a teacher, I will try my best to bring you out!" Gao Qilin promised sincerely.When he said this, he even straightened his felt hat, which made him look a bit solemn.

Only then did the piece of mango flesh slip down from Pei Qi's throat. "I am willing! I am so willing..." He repeated the word "willing" repeatedly, but could not find any other gorgeous vows to apprentice.Every brain cell in his head was overwhelmed by the sudden happiness, how could he think of any nice flattering words?

He is only in his early twenties, and in the short three years he has experienced ups and downs unheard of by his peers.God always gave him a cold bench, and gave him a warm hand warmer; kicked him to the ground, and then helped him sit on the soft sofa.

Misfortune is where blessings rest, and blessings are where misfortune lies.In this way, with the ups and downs of fate, he may meet a villain or a noble person.He grabbed Director Gao's hand excitedly and cried uncontrollably.Maybe only he himself knows whether he is crying because of the great joy from heaven, or because of the ups and downs of life...

Gao Qilin comforted Pei Qi, and it was already afternoon when he came out of the hospital.Seeing that the reporters crowded downstairs had almost dispersed, he took out his mobile phone and called Xia Feng.

"Hello? Director Gao? How is the matter I asked you to do?"

"Everything is going well." Gao Qilin replied, "I will take him out of Hong Kong soon."

"Director Gao's kindness, I will remember it. I will definitely support your movies more in the future." Xia Feng's voice was full of enthusiasm on the other end of the phone.

"You don't need to write it down, I was going to do this. But I want to say that Pei Qi will be my apprentice in the future, and he will be considered my half son. I hope you will stop making trouble for him in the future."

"Of course, of course." Xia Feng responded, "As long as he doesn't return to Hong Kong, I'm willing to fully fund him to make a movie, and he won't suffer."

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