stardom

What safety features can classic cars that are about to be eliminated have?What protection can it play?

The answer is no, no, it is not bad if it can barely play a role in transportation.

So Ling Shu's body in front of him was in pieces.

He stared at the hospital bed, his limbs were numb, and the sharp pain from the car accident seemed to hit him again.

The person lying on the bed could no longer see his original appearance, his head was crushed flat, his neck was in a weird twisted posture, the other wounds on his body were even more horrible, and his hands and feet were bent into unimaginable angles.

Even if he wears it back now, he can probably only be a zombie.

Ling Shu has never been so desperate like now. Even if he just found out that he took someone else's body, he thought it was only temporary, and he could wear it back soon.

But he thought too well and underestimated the severity of the car accident.

He just stood there quietly, looking at himself on the bed, feeling chills in his heart. After a few minutes, he slowly pulled the white cloth to cover the silent person, just like covering his own past.

He didn't know how he got back to the ward, and in the end he just lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling silently, his eyes were confused.

Obviously, the opportunity to come back is approaching, but a car accident ruined everything.

Trapped in Lin Shu's body, seeing his relatives and friends dying of pain, and seeing the upcoming new life getting farther and farther away, he just felt that this day is really fucked up!

How do we go on?Living as Lin Shu?Thinking of this, he turned over and buried his face in the pillow in despair.

Apart from the gossip he heard in the circle, he knew nothing about Lin Shu's private life.

Previously, I only knew that Lin Shu was a professional "fat character" in the actor world, and acting in movies and TV shows is also in all kinds of worlds. The characters cannot always be handsome men and beautiful women, and often need some actors with special stature and good acting skills. Lin Shu is on the move.

Ling Shu has seen a few movies he participated in, and his acting skills are really good, and he has appeared in a lot of scenes, so he is even more famous than himself, an old bacon who has been confused for eight years.

But Ling Shu doesn't feel lucky. First, he doesn't want to just play a specific role and kill his acting career; black.

Lin Shu has recently become a big ticket player. He and his classmate, the top idol Wu Zhe, appeared on a variety show about acting. In the show, his acting skills were recognized and praised by the instructor. , Wu Zhe appeared mediocre.

Some good media immediately jumped out, compared the two, capitalized close-ups, and said that appearance and figure do not represent acting skills, and Wu Zhe is actually just a vase with no masterpieces.

This directly angered Wu Zhe's fans. How could his idol be slapped in the face by a fat man?The top-ranking fans end up tearing people apart, and it doesn't matter if you are from the same school or not.

Smart people should avoid the opponent's sharp edge at this time, try to keep a low profile, scold the opponent as much as they want, and it will be fine after a while.

But Lin Shu doesn't.

Seeing that the fans of the other party have almost scolded him, he was about to take a break and suspend business, he suddenly updated a post: "My figure is at least worthy of my acting skills, and I can play as many roles as I have! Some people don't know Wake up to yourself, no matter how many flowers you spend in the vase, it will still be empty!"

This sarcasm and bitter tone instantly detonated the entire Internet!

Now he was not only scolded by Wu Zhe's fans on the hot search, but also criticized by many passers-by, and some of his few fans also took off his fans or turned to black.

So to Lin Shu, looks, skills, resources, etc., what are they?

With just one Weibo, he immediately solved the hot issue, which can be called the best self-marketing case of the year!

Thinking of this, Ling Shu sighed deeply——I'm sorry, I don't want this kind of traffic!

He was in a daze from the afternoon until six or seven in the evening. The weather was good today, the sky outside the window was full of red clouds, and the whole room was glowing red and full of joy, which was incompatible with his mood at the moment.

Except for Zheng Feng who came to complain about him in the afternoon, he never saw anyone else. When it was time for dinner, this body had already instinctively sent out a signal to eat.

On the table beside the ward was a fruit basket delivered by someone, but Ling Shu didn't touch it.

He let his stomach growl for a while, analyzed it, and thought that judging from the amount of fat stored in this body, it didn't matter if he was hungry for a few meals.

When he stayed on the bed until eight o'clock, he finally couldn't lie down—although salted fish was good, it was not his goal.

He planned to pack Lin Shu's things, see if he could find some clues to help him understand his life, and see if he could be discharged from the hospital tomorrow.

Just as he was racking his brains with Yuan's cell phone to figure out the password, the door lock of the ward was turned again.

The moment he heard the sound, he moved his legs quickly, jumping onto the bed in twos and threes with the dexterity that didn't match a fat man, pulled up the quilt, and pretended to lie still, so as not to change!

The door was opened, and two middle-aged men, a man and a woman, who were no smaller than Lin Shu, walked in.

The two looked at the person lying there safely, with suspicion on their faces—what happened to the shrill "creak" sound they heard outside just now?

Ling Shu secretly rubbed his hands proudly—you will never know that it was made by the bed board!

It's not a family, and if you don't enter a family, Ling Shu knew the blood relationship between this body and them the first time he saw those two people.

He shrank under the quilt again. Parents are the people who are closest to and understand their children, so he has to pretend to be decent.

But things were beyond his expectation.

The two of them didn't show much concern, they just raised their eyelids and gave him a cold look.

The middle-aged man went straight to the fruit basket, took out an orange, peeled it with his stubby fingers, and asked casually, "Are you awake?"

Ling Shu didn't dare to speak, but nodded slightly.

On the other side, the woman who pulled out the chair and sat down, focused on fighting the landlord on the mobile phone, took over the conversation: "Blame me and your father for raising you too delicately, a little thing makes heaven and earth, you will die or live!"

Ling Shu was startled, what do you mean, the original body committed suicide?

The middle-aged man finally peeled the orange and threw it on the table casually, but he didn't pass the fruit to Ling Shu.

He broke off a piece and threw it into his mouth: "Look, it's great to be a star, and the fruits sent by the company taste very sweet. They made you feel wronged, but didn't they also give you compensation? The announcement fee for a variety show is enough for me and your mother to play a few times, and it’s almost enough, it’s really troublesome, what do you use to support us two old people?"

How many times did you play?

The quintessence of mahjong?

Ling Shu looked at the two "old men" who were not in their fifties and had red faces, and was quite speechless.

The woman lowered her head, flicked out a pair of hearts on her mobile phone, and added with lowered eyelids: "Okay, there's no problem, you can leave the hospital tomorrow, go to work early, I spent about the same as your dad's money, over there The repayment date is coming soon, you are still lying here, what shall we eat and drink?"

Ling Shu just listened quietly from the beginning to the end, and when he heard the "repayment date", his mind was moved, so he pretended to ask casually: "How much do you owe?"

The movement of the woman's hands paused, and her tone was as usual: "Counting the interest, it may be two to three million. If you don't hurry up and pay it back, the interest may roll even more later."

Ling Shu gasped, more interest?Is this fucking usury?

The man who dealt with the oranges and started attacking the bananas also nodded: "Yes, so hurry up and answer a few more announcements."

According to the little nurses, Lin Shu only entered the hospital today, and if the original body died, there must be something seriously wrong with his body, but the parents only let him stay in the hospital for one day, and urged him to leave the hospital to work ?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Father Lin thought he agreed, so he just continued, "You can go back by yourself tomorrow, your mother and I have a game with someone, and we don't have time to pick you up."

So far, none of the information that Ling Shu has extracted does not make him more desperate.

What kind of unlucky physique does Lin Shuyuan have?

It's okay for the agent and the company to be harsh on him, but his parents treat this son as if he picked it up on the side of the road. The two may have a tendency to gamble, and may even have borrowed usury?

Uncle, what kind of bad cards did he pick up?

Ling Shu, who had already cheered up and was ready to meet the challenge, became sluggish again-this made me, as a receiver, how can I be a strong and happy chubby?

Those two people, who should be Lin Shuyuan's parents, only stayed for an hour, and then left the ward contentedly.

During this period, Lin's father disposed of three oranges, two bananas, a bunch of grapes and two apples in the fruit basket, leaving a pile of peels and cores, while Lin's mother played six fights against landlords.

From the beginning to the end, they never asked Lin Shu a question like "Have you had dinner", "Are you hungry", and "Are you still comfortable?"

Ling Shu watched the door close expressionlessly, wondering if another car accident would allow him to change his body or his life?

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the moonlight outside the window was bright, and the hospital was no longer as noisy as it was during the day. The long corridor was empty and quiet, except for the occasional footsteps of the doctor on duty.

I don't know if it's because the soul is still unstable in the new body, or there are some unspeakable things in the hospital. In short, in the middle of the night, Ling Shu's heart palpitations suddenly became severe, and he struggled twice before waking up.

As soon as he regained his composure, his eyes suddenly fixed on the chair obliquely in front of him. In the empty place, there was someone sitting there silently looking at him.

Ling Shu:! ! !

The author has something to say: I almost thought I wrote a supernatural article~