Entering the entertainment industry too deeply
Chapter 6 Jesus
In the church, in front of the huge cross, the first row of benches divided into two rows by an aisle, sits Zhang Chi on one side, and Wang Juansheng on the other side, one can be seen by others, and the other cannot be seen by anyone except Zhang Chi.
On the cross, Jesus' hands were crucified, his head was bent, and he looked down at the crowd, his face full of misery and pity, like a martyr.Behind him, the approaching evening light was no longer as intense and glaring as it was during the day, and it became a little dim through the stained glass windows.
"Little Chi?" Except for Zhang Chi, no one could hear the voice with obvious guilt, calling out tentatively. Zhang Chi sat in the first row, staring at the suffering Jesus with a blank expression.
Wang Juansheng brushed her long curly hair over her shoulders, the sunlight hit her in front of her body, the years did not take away her beauty, but made her more charming, Wang Juansheng complained a little when she saw Zhang Chi's soft voice: "Hey , don't get angry with Auntie, this kind of thing is beyond my control."
Zhang Chi still had no expression on his face, but he answered her aloud: "Auntie, I think I have lived for 21 years, and I always thought that the most embarrassing and embarrassing thing for me was when I was seven years old, when I was heard that Su Bai stripped his pants and spanked in public. But I just discovered today that what happens in a person's life is unpredictable, just like I thought that in my life, nothing more humiliating than being spanked in public at the age of seven will happen, but now I find that, I'm really too young."
Zhang Chi clenched his teeth, and the words "I'm too young" emphasized his tone.
"Huh?" Wang Juansheng covered her mouth in surprise, "Your brother is really inhumane, and children have human rights."
Zhang Chi tilted his head and said sinisterly: "What are you doing with your mouth covered, do you think I can't see the corners of your mouth smiling? You must have a conscience. We don't advocate the quality of taking pleasure in other people's misfortunes, Juan , Sheng, ah, aunt!"
Wang Juansheng coughed twice, trying to put back the gloating smile on the corner of her mouth, and then said seriously: "When are we going to leave here, you've been sitting here for almost a day."
"Do you think I want to sit here?" The driver's little daughter in kindergarten had an accident. Zhang Chi was kind enough to let the car drive away first. He called his assistant to pick her up, but the assistant was caught by Zhang Chi. My sister transferred away, and if I want to pick him up, I will have to wait until around seven or eight o'clock.
Zhang Chi went out for a walk by himself, and asked the nuns again, only to find out that there was no traffic here, and the sun was shining outside, so he could only sit in the church and stare at Jesus for most of the day. Fortunately, the nuns were kind-hearted. Gave him biscuits and milk from church alms, otherwise he wouldn't even have lunch.
Wang Juansheng followed him all the way, and of course he knew the ins and outs. Zhang Chi could also walk down the mountain, but there was a bus stop to the city after more than half an hour's journey, but he, a popular star, didn't even wear sunglasses. The bus must have sparked something... not so good.
"I said auntie, does it really have nothing to do with you?" Zhang Chi was tired, sighed, lowered his head, looked at the phone screen, searched on Baidu and then Weibo, the key words were car accident, soul of the dead, hell, maternal love, empathy.
Completely irrelevant vocabulary, only one line of words was found. Sorry, no relevant content was found.
As long as Zhang Chi doesn't see Luo Changning, he doesn't have any good feelings for Luo Changning. Seeing that he couldn't find anything, his tone is full of malice: "When I see Luo Changning, Auntie, do you know how I feel, oh shit, This is my son, I see him, I feel full of motherly love! Motherly love! Fucking fatherly love! I am a big man against another big man, I am full of motherly love! Fuck your sister -"
Zhang Chi raised his head while cursing, and was instantly dumbfounded.
The cross is gone, the suffering martyr Jesus is gone, the church is gone, and Aunt Wang Juansheng is gone. Surrounded by classically decorated walls, there are sofas, TVs and bookshelves.
"Mom?" The boy raised his face and called out to him in a tender voice.
He was still holding the paintbrush in his hand, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on his side and cheeks, and the pupils in his eyes were dark but clear, as if floating with a layer of light.
Zhang Chi froze, wanting to curse, you don't care who is calling mom, but he stretched out his hand and gently touched the child's head. The little boy's hair was soft and dark, and his heart softened into a puddle of early spring when he touched it. The river that fell was very sad.
He withdrew his hand, gave a cold "hmm", looked down at the things in his hands, a stack of documents, densely packed in French, and a passport to France, he carefully reviewed it, and on the top was a letter Letter, I understand the French above even though I don’t know French, it says, Dear Ms. Vivienne Wang, congratulations on being admitted to the Paris Clothing Union Institute...
The boy stood up at this moment. He had been lying on the ground beside his feet. The white drawing paper was also spread on the ground, and 24-color crayons were scattered around.
Zhang Chi thought to himself, this is really strange, how did he know that it was a 24-color crayon, there, a little boy whose height was just over the armrest of the sofa, put a pair of tender white hands on the French admission notice.
He went to see the child, the child's expression was quiet and not annoying, it was just like seeing a ghost, he saw sadness in the eyes of such a young child.
"Mom." The little boy shouted again, his voice was round and childish, the sadness in his eyes dropped a little, and he brought a little flattery, like a beagle with its tail gently wagging, being flattered cautiously.
Zhang Chi's heart softened, and he asked the child, "What's the matter, John?"
"Are you leaving, Mom?" the boy asked, Zhang Chi was silent for a moment, and he said: "Everyone has the right to pursue their own ideals, although I want to leave, but I love you, this will never happen changed."
Fuck!After Zhang Chi finished speaking, he wanted to give himself 10086 likes, which is too compelling!It's not like he can say it!
But for a child, he didn't seem to understand what he said. The boy only understood that his mother really wanted to leave, and he asked in a low voice, "May I not leave."
The landline in the living room rang. Zhang Chi hurried to answer the phone. The little boy was left on the spot. After a while, he lay down on the ground again, picked up a crayon and continued to draw something on the white drawing paper. .
Zhang Chi couldn't understand what someone was saying on the phone. He was a little angry. The illusion was endless. He thought it was the first time he saw it. When Wang Juansheng rescued him, he saw it once. Sitting in the car , the little boy was chasing after——
"mom!"
"mom!"
Zhang Chi can't take it anymore, can you just stop calling me mom?
Iron fence, bright red roses, in front of the gate, the driver is wearing white gloves and carrying a square suitcase and put on a black Rolls-Royce Phantom. The long ribbon was wrapped around and tied into a bow right behind the hat, and there were still two long tails floating in the wind.
The little boy, who was no taller than her waist, had tears in his eyes: "Don't leave, please, I will be left alone after you leave."
He bent over and took the child into his arms: "John, boys will grow up. I'm sorry for letting you grow up early, but it won't be more than five years. I will definitely take you by my side. Before that, Please grow up healthy."
Zhang Chi let go of his arms, got into the car, and took off his hat. He sat upright and complained silently in his heart. Aunt Juansheng, you really have a way of speaking, but such a young child can listen to you when you say that. know what?
The car started, and Zhang Chi suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar. He turned his head, and the boy was chasing after the car, holding a piece of paper in his hand. He got up and looked back, and the boy fell to the ground. On the car window, Zhang Chi opened his eyes wide——
On a dark rainy night, thunder and lightning flashed outside. In a room with a fireplace, Zhang Chi saw a boy in his [-]th or [-]th year wearing a suit, shorts, and white shirt. His dark hair was combed back neatly, and he still had a childish face. On the face, his expression was indifferent, but he was the most beautiful little boy he had ever seen, like a little gentleman who came out of an old British oil painting.
"Adults are not actually smarter than children. They think they are smart, but they are just pretending to be smart."
Zhang Chi sat on the sofa opposite the boy, silent, the boy seemed to be saying a tongue twister, but he couldn't make any complaints, he was apologizing and questioning: "John, I'm sorry, I've been away from you for so many years, now I can pick you up Come to me, don't you want to?"
"Just like adults think that they have only been away for five years, which is just a short period of life, but for children, childhood is usually only the stage from one to 12 years old. You think you have only been away for five years, but in fact it is already Leaving this child for a lifetime."
Zhang Chi swears that the words spoken by the most beautiful little boy he has ever seen in front of him are really profound, much higher than the sentences in those hypocritical and hopeless romance scripts he has seen.
"Goodbye."
The boy turned and left.
Zhang Chi thought sullenly, hurry up, this illusion can end, but suddenly he felt a great pain in his heart, as if he was about to lose something, and that thing was so important and precious!
"Changning!"
He shouted loudly, and lightning flashed outside the window, it was a sad rainy night.
Adults are hopelessly stupid, and when you say five years away, you've already left this child's life.
Zhang Chi opened his eyes, and the short-haired girl shook her hand in front of his eyes: "Are you okay? Are you okay?"
He moved his body and found himself lying on the bench at some point. He sat up straight to find Wang Juansheng, and saw the man standing next to the girl. There was an indistinct dislike in his eyes.
But the face was still so pretty, Zhang Chi was filled with tenderness, and wanted to say Chang Ning, you are taller and stronger than before, but you are still so pretty.
Luo Changning didn't want to pay attention to Zhang Chi, and looked down at him casually, and was immediately startled by the deep emotion in Zhang Chi's eyes. He took two steps back calmly, and he didn't know what to think, but he was polite: "Mr. Zhang, why are you still here?" church?"
Zhang Chi was a little nervous, and there was a lingering sense of guilt. He looked over Luo Changning and saw Wang Juansheng. She was looking at Jesus on the cross with quiet eyes, a bit like the little boy lying on the ground drawing with crayons .
"I'm guilty." Wang Juansheng faced the cross, she lowered her head, and Zhang Chi was in a trance for a while, as if the woman in front of him overlapped with Jesus, full of peaceful sorrow.
"I once abandoned my child for the sake of ideals, and I was unwilling to heal because of my self-esteem."
The afterglow of the setting sun seemed to be burning to the end, Zhang Chi's throat was a little choked, and he wanted to comfort her, then he opened his eyes wide in horror, the afterglow faded away, and he saw Wang Juansheng's figure also disappeared, it seemed that this woman was really just him out of thin air The phantom imagined by Hysteria, now she has disappeared, and no one knows except Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi was suddenly a little angry, he went to look at Luo Changning: "Can't you see her! Can't you fucking see her! It's right behind you! Right in front of Jesus! That woman said she was guilty! Can't you see Can't you hear me too!"
Luo Changning and the girl were startled by the yelling, and subconsciously turned to look at the cross, but it was empty. The girl shuddered, and looked at Zhang Chi with a little horror, as if seeing a mental patient. After all, killing people with mental illness is not illegal these days. Who is not afraid.
Luo Changning frowned: "Tell me, who can I not see?"
Zhang Chi wanted to say that your mother, your mother, saved me from pestering my beautiful aunt, but after he finished yelling, when he saw Luo Changning, the guilt and tenderness in his heart began to pour out again.He moved his mouth and grinned. The person who was angry just now disappeared and turned into a little coward. He said embarrassingly, "Mr. Luo, my driver left beforehand, and I couldn't get through to my assistant. I'm stuck here now, can you give me a ride and send it to Xinghui's gate?"
The author has something to say: Mr. Luo, you were very sad when you were young. Zhang Chi said that he suffered [-] points of damage. His love for you is worth, ding——
Added ten thousand points.
Luo Changning: What is the use of this increase?
Akino Meng: I just love you more.
Luo Changning: May I ask which aspect is more "love"?
Akino Meng: Of course it is maternal love!
Luo Changning: Get out!
Cut┑( ̄Д ̄)┍
On the cross, Jesus' hands were crucified, his head was bent, and he looked down at the crowd, his face full of misery and pity, like a martyr.Behind him, the approaching evening light was no longer as intense and glaring as it was during the day, and it became a little dim through the stained glass windows.
"Little Chi?" Except for Zhang Chi, no one could hear the voice with obvious guilt, calling out tentatively. Zhang Chi sat in the first row, staring at the suffering Jesus with a blank expression.
Wang Juansheng brushed her long curly hair over her shoulders, the sunlight hit her in front of her body, the years did not take away her beauty, but made her more charming, Wang Juansheng complained a little when she saw Zhang Chi's soft voice: "Hey , don't get angry with Auntie, this kind of thing is beyond my control."
Zhang Chi still had no expression on his face, but he answered her aloud: "Auntie, I think I have lived for 21 years, and I always thought that the most embarrassing and embarrassing thing for me was when I was seven years old, when I was heard that Su Bai stripped his pants and spanked in public. But I just discovered today that what happens in a person's life is unpredictable, just like I thought that in my life, nothing more humiliating than being spanked in public at the age of seven will happen, but now I find that, I'm really too young."
Zhang Chi clenched his teeth, and the words "I'm too young" emphasized his tone.
"Huh?" Wang Juansheng covered her mouth in surprise, "Your brother is really inhumane, and children have human rights."
Zhang Chi tilted his head and said sinisterly: "What are you doing with your mouth covered, do you think I can't see the corners of your mouth smiling? You must have a conscience. We don't advocate the quality of taking pleasure in other people's misfortunes, Juan , Sheng, ah, aunt!"
Wang Juansheng coughed twice, trying to put back the gloating smile on the corner of her mouth, and then said seriously: "When are we going to leave here, you've been sitting here for almost a day."
"Do you think I want to sit here?" The driver's little daughter in kindergarten had an accident. Zhang Chi was kind enough to let the car drive away first. He called his assistant to pick her up, but the assistant was caught by Zhang Chi. My sister transferred away, and if I want to pick him up, I will have to wait until around seven or eight o'clock.
Zhang Chi went out for a walk by himself, and asked the nuns again, only to find out that there was no traffic here, and the sun was shining outside, so he could only sit in the church and stare at Jesus for most of the day. Fortunately, the nuns were kind-hearted. Gave him biscuits and milk from church alms, otherwise he wouldn't even have lunch.
Wang Juansheng followed him all the way, and of course he knew the ins and outs. Zhang Chi could also walk down the mountain, but there was a bus stop to the city after more than half an hour's journey, but he, a popular star, didn't even wear sunglasses. The bus must have sparked something... not so good.
"I said auntie, does it really have nothing to do with you?" Zhang Chi was tired, sighed, lowered his head, looked at the phone screen, searched on Baidu and then Weibo, the key words were car accident, soul of the dead, hell, maternal love, empathy.
Completely irrelevant vocabulary, only one line of words was found. Sorry, no relevant content was found.
As long as Zhang Chi doesn't see Luo Changning, he doesn't have any good feelings for Luo Changning. Seeing that he couldn't find anything, his tone is full of malice: "When I see Luo Changning, Auntie, do you know how I feel, oh shit, This is my son, I see him, I feel full of motherly love! Motherly love! Fucking fatherly love! I am a big man against another big man, I am full of motherly love! Fuck your sister -"
Zhang Chi raised his head while cursing, and was instantly dumbfounded.
The cross is gone, the suffering martyr Jesus is gone, the church is gone, and Aunt Wang Juansheng is gone. Surrounded by classically decorated walls, there are sofas, TVs and bookshelves.
"Mom?" The boy raised his face and called out to him in a tender voice.
He was still holding the paintbrush in his hand, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on his side and cheeks, and the pupils in his eyes were dark but clear, as if floating with a layer of light.
Zhang Chi froze, wanting to curse, you don't care who is calling mom, but he stretched out his hand and gently touched the child's head. The little boy's hair was soft and dark, and his heart softened into a puddle of early spring when he touched it. The river that fell was very sad.
He withdrew his hand, gave a cold "hmm", looked down at the things in his hands, a stack of documents, densely packed in French, and a passport to France, he carefully reviewed it, and on the top was a letter Letter, I understand the French above even though I don’t know French, it says, Dear Ms. Vivienne Wang, congratulations on being admitted to the Paris Clothing Union Institute...
The boy stood up at this moment. He had been lying on the ground beside his feet. The white drawing paper was also spread on the ground, and 24-color crayons were scattered around.
Zhang Chi thought to himself, this is really strange, how did he know that it was a 24-color crayon, there, a little boy whose height was just over the armrest of the sofa, put a pair of tender white hands on the French admission notice.
He went to see the child, the child's expression was quiet and not annoying, it was just like seeing a ghost, he saw sadness in the eyes of such a young child.
"Mom." The little boy shouted again, his voice was round and childish, the sadness in his eyes dropped a little, and he brought a little flattery, like a beagle with its tail gently wagging, being flattered cautiously.
Zhang Chi's heart softened, and he asked the child, "What's the matter, John?"
"Are you leaving, Mom?" the boy asked, Zhang Chi was silent for a moment, and he said: "Everyone has the right to pursue their own ideals, although I want to leave, but I love you, this will never happen changed."
Fuck!After Zhang Chi finished speaking, he wanted to give himself 10086 likes, which is too compelling!It's not like he can say it!
But for a child, he didn't seem to understand what he said. The boy only understood that his mother really wanted to leave, and he asked in a low voice, "May I not leave."
The landline in the living room rang. Zhang Chi hurried to answer the phone. The little boy was left on the spot. After a while, he lay down on the ground again, picked up a crayon and continued to draw something on the white drawing paper. .
Zhang Chi couldn't understand what someone was saying on the phone. He was a little angry. The illusion was endless. He thought it was the first time he saw it. When Wang Juansheng rescued him, he saw it once. Sitting in the car , the little boy was chasing after——
"mom!"
"mom!"
Zhang Chi can't take it anymore, can you just stop calling me mom?
Iron fence, bright red roses, in front of the gate, the driver is wearing white gloves and carrying a square suitcase and put on a black Rolls-Royce Phantom. The long ribbon was wrapped around and tied into a bow right behind the hat, and there were still two long tails floating in the wind.
The little boy, who was no taller than her waist, had tears in his eyes: "Don't leave, please, I will be left alone after you leave."
He bent over and took the child into his arms: "John, boys will grow up. I'm sorry for letting you grow up early, but it won't be more than five years. I will definitely take you by my side. Before that, Please grow up healthy."
Zhang Chi let go of his arms, got into the car, and took off his hat. He sat upright and complained silently in his heart. Aunt Juansheng, you really have a way of speaking, but such a young child can listen to you when you say that. know what?
The car started, and Zhang Chi suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar. He turned his head, and the boy was chasing after the car, holding a piece of paper in his hand. He got up and looked back, and the boy fell to the ground. On the car window, Zhang Chi opened his eyes wide——
On a dark rainy night, thunder and lightning flashed outside. In a room with a fireplace, Zhang Chi saw a boy in his [-]th or [-]th year wearing a suit, shorts, and white shirt. His dark hair was combed back neatly, and he still had a childish face. On the face, his expression was indifferent, but he was the most beautiful little boy he had ever seen, like a little gentleman who came out of an old British oil painting.
"Adults are not actually smarter than children. They think they are smart, but they are just pretending to be smart."
Zhang Chi sat on the sofa opposite the boy, silent, the boy seemed to be saying a tongue twister, but he couldn't make any complaints, he was apologizing and questioning: "John, I'm sorry, I've been away from you for so many years, now I can pick you up Come to me, don't you want to?"
"Just like adults think that they have only been away for five years, which is just a short period of life, but for children, childhood is usually only the stage from one to 12 years old. You think you have only been away for five years, but in fact it is already Leaving this child for a lifetime."
Zhang Chi swears that the words spoken by the most beautiful little boy he has ever seen in front of him are really profound, much higher than the sentences in those hypocritical and hopeless romance scripts he has seen.
"Goodbye."
The boy turned and left.
Zhang Chi thought sullenly, hurry up, this illusion can end, but suddenly he felt a great pain in his heart, as if he was about to lose something, and that thing was so important and precious!
"Changning!"
He shouted loudly, and lightning flashed outside the window, it was a sad rainy night.
Adults are hopelessly stupid, and when you say five years away, you've already left this child's life.
Zhang Chi opened his eyes, and the short-haired girl shook her hand in front of his eyes: "Are you okay? Are you okay?"
He moved his body and found himself lying on the bench at some point. He sat up straight to find Wang Juansheng, and saw the man standing next to the girl. There was an indistinct dislike in his eyes.
But the face was still so pretty, Zhang Chi was filled with tenderness, and wanted to say Chang Ning, you are taller and stronger than before, but you are still so pretty.
Luo Changning didn't want to pay attention to Zhang Chi, and looked down at him casually, and was immediately startled by the deep emotion in Zhang Chi's eyes. He took two steps back calmly, and he didn't know what to think, but he was polite: "Mr. Zhang, why are you still here?" church?"
Zhang Chi was a little nervous, and there was a lingering sense of guilt. He looked over Luo Changning and saw Wang Juansheng. She was looking at Jesus on the cross with quiet eyes, a bit like the little boy lying on the ground drawing with crayons .
"I'm guilty." Wang Juansheng faced the cross, she lowered her head, and Zhang Chi was in a trance for a while, as if the woman in front of him overlapped with Jesus, full of peaceful sorrow.
"I once abandoned my child for the sake of ideals, and I was unwilling to heal because of my self-esteem."
The afterglow of the setting sun seemed to be burning to the end, Zhang Chi's throat was a little choked, and he wanted to comfort her, then he opened his eyes wide in horror, the afterglow faded away, and he saw Wang Juansheng's figure also disappeared, it seemed that this woman was really just him out of thin air The phantom imagined by Hysteria, now she has disappeared, and no one knows except Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi was suddenly a little angry, he went to look at Luo Changning: "Can't you see her! Can't you fucking see her! It's right behind you! Right in front of Jesus! That woman said she was guilty! Can't you see Can't you hear me too!"
Luo Changning and the girl were startled by the yelling, and subconsciously turned to look at the cross, but it was empty. The girl shuddered, and looked at Zhang Chi with a little horror, as if seeing a mental patient. After all, killing people with mental illness is not illegal these days. Who is not afraid.
Luo Changning frowned: "Tell me, who can I not see?"
Zhang Chi wanted to say that your mother, your mother, saved me from pestering my beautiful aunt, but after he finished yelling, when he saw Luo Changning, the guilt and tenderness in his heart began to pour out again.He moved his mouth and grinned. The person who was angry just now disappeared and turned into a little coward. He said embarrassingly, "Mr. Luo, my driver left beforehand, and I couldn't get through to my assistant. I'm stuck here now, can you give me a ride and send it to Xinghui's gate?"
The author has something to say: Mr. Luo, you were very sad when you were young. Zhang Chi said that he suffered [-] points of damage. His love for you is worth, ding——
Added ten thousand points.
Luo Changning: What is the use of this increase?
Akino Meng: I just love you more.
Luo Changning: May I ask which aspect is more "love"?
Akino Meng: Of course it is maternal love!
Luo Changning: Get out!
Cut┑( ̄Д ̄)┍
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