Idols are duplicity every day [Entertainment]

"Jia Xi, long time no see. The last time I saw you was a kid, and now he's taller than my uncle."

"Uncle Chen." Lu Jiaxi looked at the fat middle-aged man in front of him, and called out affectionately.

Director Chen's audition location was at a photography base. There didn't seem to be many people here today. Lu Jiaxi was the last one in the queue. When he entered the audition room, he saw Director Chen talking to the screenwriter.

When his father had an accident, he was filming Director Chen's movie. Halfway through the filming, vicious public opinion overwhelmingly suppressed him, and Director Chen finally let him finish filming his part despite the public opinion.

After that, the two of them hadn't seen each other a few times, only occasionally when his father was offering sacrifices, he saw Director Chen at the cemetery.

Director Chen has not changed much over ten years ago, and he still has a smiling and kind appearance when he sees people. After exchanging pleasantries with Lu Jiaxi, he directly cut to the point: "Don't be nervous, just pick a theme here That’s fine, the people in the group are more casual.”

Lu Jiaxi nodded, and picked a theme, the theme is mainly crying scenes, five scenes, five different kinds of sad performances.

Lu Jiaxi briefly read the scene, and all the acting methods quickly flashed through his mind. He quickly put down the note and nodded to Director Chen: "Uncle Chen, I can do it."

The key word of the first scene is that the child is robbed of his favorite toy. Lu Jiaxi closes his eyes, and when he opens them again, there is already a layer of mist in those beautiful amber eyes: "That's mine."

His voice was choked with childish stubbornness.

There were a lot of people in the audition room. Except for Director Chen, most of the people were doing their own things and talking in low voices. However, soon, their eyes were all focused on Lu Jiaxi. Some people didn't come back to their senses.

Director Chen's face showed obvious excitement: "Jia Xi, come here and watch this scene, try it."

Lu Jiaxi wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, nodded and took over the script. It was a confrontation scene between the abducted child, his original family and his foster family when he became an adult.

The tears in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and when Lu Jiaxi put down the script, he had completely turned into that cowardly boy stuck between the two families.

A few minutes later, the performance ended, and the audition room was quiet for a long time, and finally the screenwriter said softly: "This is exactly Lin Cheng in my writing."

He turned his head excitedly and talked to Director Chen: "Why haven't I seen this kid before, did he just debut? Otherwise, he should have won many awards for his acting skills at this level."

Director Chen looked at Lu Jiaxi who was quietly standing there after the performance, sighed softly, got up and waved to Lu Jiaxi: "Jiaxi, come out with me."

Lu Jiaxi was the last one to audition, and there was no one at the door.

Director Chen took Lu Jiaxi without walking too far, and stopped at a corner where no one was around, and patted Lu Jiaxi on the shoulder: "Your acting skills have been improving, uncle is very pleased, I have been chasing you all the time in the past few years. I failed to take care of you with various awards, it was my negligence, since you were young, I felt that you were born for acting, it's a pity..."

"Uncle Chen..."

"You are very suitable for this role. Not surprisingly, this role will be yours, but you also know the domestic situation. Cui Sheng has a high status in the domestic film and television industry, so it will be very difficult for you to win awards in China. You There are... very heavy traces of your father left on your body."

Lu Jiaxi frowned slightly and looked at Director Chen.

"I heard from your agent that you have always wanted to act in a movie that can win awards. When your father had an accident, Cui Sheng took away your father's award at the film festival. Let alone you, I have also I have been brooding all the time, but people have to look forward and cling to the past, and in the end you will find that you are the only one trapped, and you should let go of the things your father left on you." Director Chen said with a sigh He took a deep breath, and patted Lu Jiaxi on the back comfortingly.

Lu Jiaxi lowered his eyes: "Uncle Chen, I don't want to win the award because I am obsessed with it. I just want to prove that my father is not as bad as they say."

He didn't know whether his father had cheated or not, but the use of illegal means to rob other people's resources, molesting female employees in the crew, living a corrupt life, and a bunch of unspoken rules were not about his father.

His father is obviously a polite person. No matter how far the crew is from home after filming every day, as long as he is in Kyoto, he will rush home to accompany his wife. He even has almost no entertainment life. Why are so many people just listening? With just a few words, all the efforts and achievements of his father were completely negated?

"Jiaxi, although it is cruel, you must be clear about one thing. Often all the 'truths' in this world are written by the victors. Only the parties in this world will be obsessed with the truth of things. For the vast majority of For those who are not related, those are just after-dinner tea talks, and the only way you want to be the affirmative in this after-dinner tea talk is to step on the original winner."

winner?

What kind of person is a winner?

Lu Jiaxi raised his eyes, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Xinghuo not far away, who was looking at him.

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It happened to be noon when I left the audition place, so Lu Jiaxi had no other plans in the afternoon.

Bian Xinghuo turned the steering wheel and asked Lu Jiaxi softly: "Mr. Lu, do you want to go out to eat or go home? Auntie brought some food over in the morning."

"Go home." Lu Jiaxi closed her eyes and leaned her head against the car window, her voice sounded lifeless.

Bian Xinghuo glanced at the people in the back seat of the car through the rearview mirror, responded lightly, and did not speak again.

After cooking, it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon, Bian Xinghuo found no one in Lu Jiaxi's room, and finally found Lu Jiaxi in the dark audio-visual room.

The lights in the audio-visual room were not turned on, and the screen was not on. The curtains in the audio-visual room were specially modified blackout curtains, so it was so dark that there was almost no light.

As the door opened, the light from the corridor came in and shone on Lu Jiaxi who was curled up in the corner of the sofa.

Lu Jiaxi knocked her head on her knees, her beautiful eyes were half closed, and her vision was so loose that there was no focus.

Bian Xinghuo suddenly thought of Lu Jiaxi who was sitting on the bed that night in the rainy night like a dazed man, he frowned slightly, pushed open the door and walked in, walked up to Lu Jiaxi and squatted down.

"Mr. Lu." Bian Xinghuo called softly, but the person on the sofa seemed not to hear it, without the slightest movement or reaction.

Bian Xinghuo frowned even tighter in an instant, he got up and sat beside Lu Jiaxi, raised his hand and grabbed Lu Jiaxi's hand.

Very cold, so cold that there is almost no temperature.

Bian Xinghuo's face darkened, and the anger in his chest suddenly arose.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, bent down and looked down on Lu Jiaxi, and amplified his voice a little: "Mr. Lu, look at me."

As she said that, the strength of pinching Lu Jiaxi in her hand also increased a little.

Only then did Lu Jiaxi suddenly come back to his senses, and his distracted eyesight gradually focused.

"What's wrong? I... just lost my mind." He looked at Bian Xinghuo and asked softly.

Bian Xinghuo smiled, and softened his voice: "It's time to eat."

"Oh, it's time to eat." Lu Jiaxi responded with some hesitation, and sat up from the sofa, probably because he kept the same position for too long, his body jerked when he got up.

Bian Xinghuo shrank his pupils and quickly supported him.

Lu Jiaxi didn't do anything else, just leaned against Xinghuo and walked out of the room together.

Bian Xinghuo stir-fried four dishes, two meat and two vegetables, all of which Lu Jiaxi liked.

Lu Jiaxi sat down at the dining table, staring at the table full of dishes, but couldn't whet his appetite at all. He held the chopsticks for a while, and finally put them down without picking up anything.

"Bian Xinghuo, I want to drink beer, there are two cans in the refrigerator, please bring them to me." He looked up at Bian Xinghuo.

Bian Xinghuo looked back at him: "Mr. Lu, it has been five hours since you had your breakfast in the morning, and your stomach is empty now, drinking it will hurt your stomach."

"I want to drink." Lu Jiaxi looked at Bian Xinghuo, his eyes were a little red, and there was a tremor in his voice that he didn't even notice.

All Bian Xinghuo's words were instantly blocked back, he looked at Lu Jiaxi's flushed eyes, frowned slightly and nodded: "Okay, I'll get it for Mr. Lu."

Bian Xinghuo came back with two cans of wine, and instead of sitting opposite Lu Jiaxi, sat next to Lu Jiaxi.

He opened a can and handed it to Lu Jiaxi, Lu Jiaxi took it and just poured it down.

This was the first time Bian Xinghuo had seen Lu Jiaxi drinking. He knew that Lu Jiaxi was not a good drinker. After two or three bottles, the soles of his feet would flutter. Usually, he would be slightly tipsy after drinking such two cans, let alone such a heavy drink.

Bian Xinghuo stretched out his hand with an ugly face, intending to stop Lu Jiaxi's movements, but he thought that Lu Jiaxi had already finished drinking one can quickly, so he was going to get the second can.

The second can was unsuccessful and was pushed away by Bian Xinghuo.

Bian Xinghuo used his own hand instead of the wine to be held by Lu Jiaxi, and raised his other free hand to wipe the wine stains from Lu Jiaxi's mouth: "If Mr. Lu feels uncomfortable, you can share what you want to say with me. Said, I don't like Mr. Lu doing harm to his body."

"What I want to say, can I tell you?" Lu Jiaxi squinted and looked at Bian Xinghuo, "Can I tell you?"

Bian Xinghuo held Lu Jiaxi's hand instead: "As long as Mr. Lu thinks, you can tell me everything Mr. Lu wants."

Lu Jiaxi stared closely at Bian Xinghuo's face, after a while he raised his hand, took off the glasses on Bian Xinghuo's face, and saw Bian Xinghuo's dark, beautiful, gentle and sincere eyes clearly.

Tears rolled down from the corners of Lu Jiaxi's eyes without warning.

He raised the hand that was not held by Bian Xinghuo, and tightly grabbed Bian Xinghuo's collar, as if grasping at straws.

"But will you tell me, Lu Jiaxi, stop being obsessed with a dead person, Lu Jiaxi, if you dare to act again, I will sever ties with you, Lu Jiaxi, don't you understand? It is all your father's fault that you will live like this, and you are just as wrong as your father."

There was despair in Lu Jiaxi's voice, but he didn't yell, and his expression didn't seem to change much, but the tears kept flowing.

"From birth until I was ten years old, I have never been separated from my father for even a day. My father taught me everything I know, but suddenly one day, everyone came to me and said, your father Is a terrible person, you are as terrible as him, you should be completely denied for the past ten years, you are just like your father, you are just garbage, what should I do? What should I do? "

"Mr. Lu," Bian Xinghuo supported the trembling Lu Jiaxi, "Mr. Lu, look at me, you are not a bad person, you are the best person in the world, no one has the right to deny any of your choices. "

He put his arms around Lu Jiaxi halfway, bent slightly and looked at Lu Jiaxi at the same level.

Lu Jiaxi looked at him, tears were still flowing, but his body didn't shake a lot, his mouth shrunk: "You're lying, I'm not the best person in this world."

"I'm not lying," Bian Xinghuo gently rubbed Lu Jiaxi's hair, "For Bian Xinghuo, Lu Jiaxi is the best."

Lu Jiaxi was taken aback by Bian Xinghuo's words, his eyes flickered, tears were still streaming, but the deathly sadness on his face faded a lot.

"What, where did you learn love words?" Lu Jiaxi tugged at Bian Xinghuo's neckline.

Bian Xinghuo smiled warmly: "Mr. Lu wants to hear it, and I can learn more."

The light shone on Bian Xinghuo's face, Lu Jiaxi stared at him, and suddenly felt that the person in front of him was so gentle that it was unbelievable.

The alcohol that was poured just now hit his head, Lu Jiaxi's tear-wet eyelashes trembled up and down, he lowered his head, and murmured: "Bian Xinghuo, why are you so nice?"

"Mr. Lu doesn't like it?"

"What's the use of liking, it's not mine." Lu Jiaxi tugged at Bian Xinghuo's neckline again, seemingly angrily.

The dining room was quiet for a moment, followed by Bian Xinghuo's softer voice: "I belong to Mr. Lu."

Lu Jiaxi was startled, raised his head to look at Bian Xinghuo, and asked in a daze, "Is it the same from inside to outside, from top to bottom?"

"From inside to outside, from top to bottom." Bian Xinghuo smiled warmly.

Lu Jiaxi stared blankly at Bian Xinghuo's smile, as if he had been poisoned. He stared at it for a long time, and the person Bian Xinghuo had loved for many years flashed in his mind, and his eyes instantly dimmed. .

"You're lying." Lu Jiaxi said nonchalantly.

"I didn't lie to you, Mr. Lu."

"He said he wasn't lying," Lu Jiaxi let go of Bian Xinghuo's neckline, and stretched out a finger to poke Bian Xinghuo's heart, "Your place is not mine."

After poking, he stared at Bian Xinghuo's chest, blushing for a while, and was about to withdraw his hand, but when he just left, he was grabbed back by a big hand.

Bian Xinghuo grabbed Lu Jiaxi's hand, pressed it on his chest, looked at Lu Jiaxi deeply, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Lu wants my place, is it yours?"

The author has something to say:

Hey, the atmosphere is just right