After my confession, I became popular [entertainment circle]

"It's just a drama, it's all fake, sober up."

After returning to the crew, filming continued.

In fact, until now, the plot has gradually come to an end, and the plot has progressed to the point where Hao Yinshu's father began to force Hao Yinshu to return to the capital, and Lian Zhou's friends also advised Lian Zhou not to be stubborn with these dignitaries.

Someone asked Lian Zhou, "Look at you being stubborn for so long, what's the use of it?"

Sitting on the grass, the young man said softly, "It's useful."

"What's the use?"

"Follow your heart and be ashamed of your heart."

But two people who love each other again will eventually be defeated by reality.Hao Yinshu's father threatened Lianzhou's future and forced Hao Yinshu to go back to the capital to obtain fame.

Lian Zhou knew that Hao Yinshu hated being coerced the most.

But Hao Yinshu was willing to bear everything for Lianzhou.He agreed to his father's request, just to beg his father not to hurt Lianzhou.

This proud young master, in order to convince Lian Zhou that he loves him enough, even told others:

"I was the one who forced Lian Zhou to be with me. I'm the one who is the cheapest."

This love is too heavy, even the boat can't afford it.

What made Lianzhou even more desperate was Hao Yinshu's father, the man who had done all the bad things in their stories, almost knelt down and begged Lianzhou:

"This is the only son I have. He is the hope of our Hao family. He has been the painstaking effort of our husband and wife for most of our lives. Do you think I don't want him to pursue what he wants? But he is the child we love the most, but now he is being ignored by others. Poking his back and cursing, if it were you, would you be able to watch him go the wrong way? Can you?"

Lianzhou was shaken.

In the story of Hao Yinshu's father, is he not a bad guy?

But what he shakes is not his love for Hao Yinshu, but he and Hao Yinshu are together, so persistently fighting against the so-called "bad guys", what can they get?

Lian Zhou sat by the lake where they often get together for a long time, and finally made a decision.

On the day Hao Yinshu left, he pulled Hao Yinshu to the lakeside and said:

"After you go to the capital, don't come back to me again."

Hao Yinshu hurriedly explained to him: "Lian Zhou, trust me! I will definitely find a way to come back! My return to the capital for the exam is only a temporary compromise with my father, but I will not compromise for the rest of my life!"

Lian Zhou said, "But I don't love you anymore."

He looked at Hao Yinshu from shock to puzzlement: "Why... Lian Zhou... why?"

"Because it's too boring, I just wanted to have fun, but in the end I have to pay so much, it's very tiring."

"I don't believe it! Lian Zhou! I don't believe it! You lied to me, right!!"

Lian Zhou smiled lightly: "Yes, I lied to you, but we can't be together."

Hao Yinshu turned around anxiously: "I said that there will be a solution. I will find a way to become an official. I will climb up a little bit. When I become a high-ranking official, no one will dare to bully us. From now on, we will... "

Lian Zhou said: "Hao Yinshu, I don't want to go on with you anymore."

Hao Yinshu stopped his anxious steps and looked at Lianzhou tremblingly: "Say it again?"

"I do not want……"

Before Lian Zhou could speak, Hao Yinshu punched him in the face: "Lian Zhou! We have resisted for so long! Why do you give up at this time!"

He pinched Lian Zhou's collar and said angrily, "Can't you hold on a little longer! Can't you!"

No.

Because this is the way to go.

They expected it well, even though they all knew it was impossible.

Lian Zhou picked up Hao Yinshu's saber on the table, pulled out the sword, threw the scabbard on the grass, pointed the blade at himself, and handed the hilt forward to Hao Yinshu: "Come on, we made an agreement before."

Hao Yinshu took the sword angrily, and pressed the tip of the knife against Lian Zhou's chest: "Don't think that I dare not!"

Lian Zhou looked at him silently: "If you hate me, you can do it."

Hao Yinshu's hands kept trembling, and Lian Zhou stood there quietly, as if he and him were in two worlds.

"Lian Zhou..." Hao Yinshu asked tremblingly, "I'll ask you for the last time, you..."

Lian Zhou suddenly took his hand and sent his body forward.

Blood spattered onto the snow-white blade, and Hao Yinshu's unbelievable face was printed.

"No!! Lianzhou!!!"

Hao Yinshu let go of the handle of the knife and rushed down to catch Lian Zhou's falling body.

"Why are you? Why? Why!!!"

Lian Zhou coughed lightly, with blood in his voice: "After I die, you can go back to your capital and stay well. I... have a letter I wrote to you last night in my arms. After you read it, tear it up." Don't take it away..."

"Hao Yinshu, I love you."

"But... that's all."

Lian Zhou closed his eyes, and Hao Yinshu found the letter from his arms with trembling hands.

Three words on the envelope:

"Book to King"

[The green clothes are wrinkled, the pear blossoms are falling, and the ink is too thick at the beginning of the pen]

——Last night, I just drank wine and fell asleep in a mess. When I woke up, it was still midnight, and my clothes were wrinkled.I stumbled up, walked to the window and opened it, and the pear blossoms rustled outside.

I thought it was beautiful, so I thought about writing, but the alcohol was too strong, and when I dipped the ink and wrote it, I accidentally dropped it heavily.The thick black ink lay abruptly on the rice paper, which was really not pretty.

[When the wine enters the throat, worry is still worry, who knows]

——I thought, if I can't paint, I'll continue drinking.I poured myself a glass of wine left over from yesterday, but I still couldn't get rid of yesterday's worries.

Both the wine and the mind are on my mind, but it is a pity that no one will understand.

[The night is too heavy, the moon is like a hook, the black hair is messy, people are thin]

——I sneaked out of your room in the heavy night, and then the moonlight looked at your face, and your black hair was scattered on the couch, as beautiful as ever.

But you have lost a lot of weight.

[Now, with a heartless sword, Min Ming will cut off love and hatred, and everything will be empty]

——That's when I made this decision, I will use the sword I gave you to end all of this.

For you, and for myself.

[The sound of the book is still the same, the classmates leave, but the robes are cut, let you understand]

[Looking back in the coming year, the ferry is clear and the water is long]

【The punters have returned to their dreams】

——Many years later, if you come back here, I think there will still be the sound of books, and there will be new energetic children sitting where we used to sit.Everything is the same as before, except that your classmates are no longer there.

I cut off my robe and my righteousness, but I told you earlier, don't miss me.

When you come to the lake where we have been together for a long time, it will be the same as before, the only difference is that the person who punted for you has long since returned to a dream.

Life is so long, I only occupy your life for a short time, you will meet new people and fall in love with new people.

In the future, you will have high-ranking officials and generous salaries, beautiful wives and beautiful concubines, loving fathers and filial sons, and peace and prosperity.

This is the last thing I want to say.

Yours sincerely, Lian Zhou.

Gu Zhefeng has been completely brought into the play by Cui Ouning, he held the blood-splattered envelope in tears, looked at Cui Ouning's pale face, as if he was really dead.

For a moment, the cold body of Cui Ouning rushed into Gu Zhefeng's mind, and Gu Zhefeng's heart ached like a convulsion, and he couldn't tell whether he was Hao Yinshu or Gu Zhefeng, so his words were blocked. live in tears.

Something pulled him to fall into the darkness, he squeezed Cui Oning's shoulder, and he had the idea of ​​pulling out the sword from Cui Oning's chest and stabbing it into his own chest.

No one noticed Gu Zhefeng's strangeness. Countless staff outside the venue had already begun to wipe their tears with tissue paper—they didn't even have time to lament the overly superb acting skills of Gu Zhefeng and Cui Ouning, because they had completely forgotten about them. It was acting, completely forgetting the white reflector, the radio microphone held high, and the countless cameras next to it, as if they were in that scene at the moment, feeling the life and death of this desperate couple.

Cui Ouning should have "died".

The more emotional the play, the deeper he got into the play. Before shooting this scene, he expected how difficult it would be for him to get out of the play.

Sure enough, he sank into the drama.

But today is a little different.

Cui Ouning closed his eyes tightly and kept his breathing at the shallowest state. He really looked like he was "dead". He should have remained like this until Chen Hongbo shouted "cut!".

At that time, he would not be able to play, but he would reflexively enter another state—another state that did not belong to him.

But today is really different, what is different, Cui Ouning can't say, but when he felt more and more weight on his shoulders, something urged him to do something different.

A big tear fell on his lips, and seeped into his lips along the crack of his lips.

Very salty.

Cui Ouning, who shouldn't have opened his eyes, suddenly opened them.

Gu Zhefeng in front of him cried and mourned unceasingly, tears almost covered the entire handsome face.

And the eye sockets filled with tears like a lake, at this moment, are filled with struggling pain and weeping.

Cui Ouning half-opened his eyes, and suddenly fell into it.

This too similar scene made Gu Zhefeng touch the scene and hurt him. At that moment, Gu Zhefeng fell into it just like him.

Seeing that Cui Ouning opened his eyes, Chen Hongbo realized that the scene should be over. He wiped away his tears and was about to call cut, but he saw Cui Ouning suddenly put his hands on the ground and propped up his own body. Body.

At the same time, he kissed Gu Zhefeng.

He rubbed against Gu Zhefeng's lips, and said in a voice that only two people could hear:

"It's just a play, it's all fake, wake up."

"Gu Zhefeng."

Gu Zhefeng's pupils trembled slightly, and the haze covered inside slowly dissipated, revealing his beautiful brown-black pupils.

Before leaving, Cui Ouning left the last sentence:

"We will not be like them. Since we have chosen to be together, all problems can be solved by living well, and death is useless."

Gu Zhefeng blinked, the last tears fell from his eyes, and his pupils became clean and bright again.

Cui Oning smiled.

You used to wake me up, this time it's my turn to wake you up.

The author has something to say: The story of "Send to the King", including the lyrics and music, was written in the first year of high school, so it is actually quite immature (not very mature now). When I was young, I liked to write tragedies. How sad and how come, strange problem.

I posted the score of this song on wb, if you are interested, you can go and have a look for yourself, welcome to Aite after humming, I will listen to it hahaha.

。感谢在2020-07-1021:02:02~2020-07-1115:55:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 more cute bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!