Rebirth of Decadence

On the second day, the originally scheduled performance "course" proceeded as scheduled.

In fact, people prefer to call it "performance competition" rather than "performance course".

In fact, the same is true of the so-called music courses before. It was called a "course", but there was no teaching activity at all. It was just a test of everyone's understanding of music, and finally competed for the winner.

But people who have a certain foundation in music or performance will definitely be able to learn a lot from the confrontation between you and me, and from the specially hired teachers.

Gu Fei is a professional actor, so it can be said that he is several times more attentive in the performance competition than in the music competition. Correspondingly, he also feels that he has learned a lot.

After returning to the room at night, Gu Fei sighed and lay down on the bed without even taking off his coat.

In today's class, Gu Fei was incomparably active, the result of concentration and activeness was exhaustion that flooded in like mountains and seas when he relaxed.

But tired yet satisfied.

Gu Fei lay on the bed, closed his eyes slightly, his slender eyelashes flickered.

After sleeping for a while, the incorrect sleeping position made him finally get up, climbed to the bathroom and washed his face, after he woke up a lot, he started to do various preparations before going to bed, wash and change clothes... …

Originally, he planned to take a bath, but the heavy limbs made him finally give up this idea, thinking in his heart that he should get up early to take a bath tomorrow morning.

Gu Fei took a cardboard box and walked into the room.

He put the box on the bedside table and lifted the lid.

Turning around, he took out the clothes in the suitcase, spread them out, and the dagger lay quietly inside.

Gu Fei stared at it for a while, thinking about how the murderer escaped from his father's room, then opened the wooden door of the clock and threw the dagger inside.

But after simulating all of this in his mind, Gu Fei felt something was wrong again.

If he was the murderer who killed the head of the Gu family, why did he leave the small living room?Why didn't he just throw the dagger into the bushes or corners at will, instead of wasting time opening the wooden door of the clock, throwing the dagger in, and closing the door intimately?

Thinking hard.

Gu Fei thought about the mystery behind this fairly ordinary murder case, but only felt that what was in his mind might be a hundred times more terrifying than the truth.

In the end, he simply forced himself not to think about this problem, and wrapped his clothes around the dagger with all his strength, but when he pressed his fingers hard, the rusty dagger tore through his clothes and kissed his finger pulp , leaving a small hole.

"Hiss..." He gasped, seeing that blood was slowly oozing out of his mouth, he immediately bent down and held his finger in his mouth.

After licking the wound, he grabbed the cup next to him and rinsed his mouth with the water in it.

After doing that, he raised his injured hand and searched his suitcase for alcohol and Band-Aids.

He thought about whether to get a tetanus shot, but after looking back at the dagger, he felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart. This uneasiness made him put away his thoughts, and he only planned to disinfect it and wrap it in a Band-Aid.

Luoyang prepared many common medicines for him in a small bag, both for external and internal use.

Gu Fei rummaged around, found alcohol, and also found a more useful ointment.

He looked at the two things he had found, hesitated for a while, and finally decided to disinfect them with alcohol before applying ointment.

After unscrewing the cap of the alcohol bottle, Gu Fei lifted the alcohol bottle with his uninjured hand and poured the alcohol directly on his wound.

The strength of the alcohol was very strong, as soon as it touched the wound, Gu Fei's fingers couldn't stop shaking violently.

He gasped, only to feel that his wound had completely lost consciousness under the stimulation of pain.

When the alcohol completely flowed down the skin, Gu Fei shook his hand and applied the ointment on the wound with a cotton swab.

When he woke up the next morning, Gu Fei took a look at his fingers, and found that the ointment was gone, probably rubbed off while sleeping at night.

The wound has become very shallow, there is only a white mark lying on the fingertip, if you don't look carefully, you can hardly see its existence.

After praising the miraculous effect of the medicine in his heart, Gu Fei put the matter behind his mind and got up to wash, dress and eat.

Gu Xun did not accompany them to dinner this morning. According to the housekeeper, Gu Xun has been a little busy with work recently, so he will not always be around the recording site like before.

However, he would still come over from time to time to chat and eat with the guests.

After hearing the butler's explanation, most people's expressions were very calm, and even a few people quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course, there are not no lost people. There is a hostess who has always wanted to marry into a wealthy family and become the wife of the Gu family. She has a bad expression.

While eating breakfast, a female celebrity who had a good relationship with Gu Fei suddenly sat next to him, and instead of eating, she just stared at Gu Fei's face non-stop.

"What are you looking at?" Gu Fei stretched out his hand to touch his face, and asked the female star with some doubts.

The female celebrity lowered her head and took a bite of the rice, then looked up at Gu Fei, and said seriously, "I think you've changed."

Hear this sentence.Gu Fei, who was still a little nervous in his heart, laughed, "How did I change? I became handsome?"

"Don't be silly." The female star laughed and cursed, and then continued to express her unfinished opinion: "I think your appearance seems to have changed a bit, but when you look closely, you still feel the same."

She pondered for a while, and finally found a suitable description: "Your temperament suddenly changed," she smacked her lips, and then smiled, "It feels like you have a calm and ascetic temperament...do you have it? This kind of temperament should be that your breath is stronger and more prominent."