Doomsday Superstar [Rebirth]

It took a long time to try the show, and finally the director was satisfied, and an investor suddenly appeared in the middle and wanted to watch it again. Lin Chuchen especially wanted to tell you to watch the video, didn’t you just record it, but it’s a shame that Xiao Transparent has no right to speak , anyone who wants to see them has to re-enact them.

By the time everything was over, it was already 11:30.

Lin Chuchen was exhausted, feeling more tired than being chased by zombies for half a city. He leaned against the wall of the corridor, told Yang Xiuyuan about the situation on WeChat, and turned his head into the bathroom after sending it.He had wanted to come a long time ago, that sleazy show was really irritating, and he didn't know what the investors who had taken a fancy to him thought.

He thought about it while washing his hands, feeling that today might be in vain, and he didn't see anything.But if there is really no conspiracy, then he can see the vision of investors, and if he can be selected, the natural choice of investment is not much better.

He was concentrating on slandering investors when someone came in behind him and locked the door behind him. Lin Chuchen turned around suspiciously, and a ball hit him in his arms.He subconsciously pushed, but the opponent's tonnage was too large, and he didn't push it away, but he was bumped into the sink instead.

Only then did Lin Chuchen realize that there was a person in his arms. The height and width of this person were astonishing. Logically speaking, this body shape should look "strong", but judging from the soft touch, Lin Chuchen felt that this person was "strong". The word "strong" is not accepted.

The man squeezed him on the sink with his whole body of flesh. The back was cold and hard, and the front was hot and soft and disgusting. Lin Chuchen almost vomited in an instant.

"Baby, how is it? You have so many benefactors, I still love you the most? Look at other people, they are all pretending to be grandchildren, and they don't want to tie you up for resources. It's me, you will die as soon as you get out of the hospital." Thinking about giving you a big gift..." He pressed close to Lin Chuchen's ear, "Break with them, just be with me, I will definitely treat you well."

The veins in Lin Chuchen's hand clutching the outer edge of the sink bulged, and he deeply felt that he just vomited early.

"President Xia, can you get up first?" Lin Chuchen suppressed his anger, hoping to resolve this issue peacefully.This is the investor who came in later and insisted on re-watching him play the zombie again. This person inexplicably asked him to try several scenes. At that time, he thought it was because of the change of roles, so the other party needed to think carefully. Now it seems that the consideration is indeed True, but the direction is a bit off.

"What do you do when you get up? How troublesome it is to push back? You have to be considerate of fat people's bodies... In other words, you have had an accident and you have changed a lot. I suspect that you went to Korea for plastic surgery. Now you are much more energetic than before. ...The movements just now are really beautiful..." The man said while touching him dishonestly.

Lin Chuchen has no itchy flesh on his body, and he is never afraid of being touched, but if he wants to touch him, he must meet his conditions, not many, just two: good-looking face, or good-looking hands, just meet one.

I'm afraid this face is unqualified, so try your skills.

"You introduced me here?" Lin Chuchen raised one corner of his mouth. If the other party knew him well enough, they would know that this was a sign of his beating someone.

But the other party didn't know him well enough, so he thought he was just confirming, so he nodded his head with a proud face.

The next moment, that proud face was firmly covered with a fist.

Mr. Xia's weight was really impressive. The force of this punch only made his head and upper body lean back slightly, but this was enough. Lin Chuchen supported the sink with both hands, exerted force on his arms and waist, and directly pushed himself Pulled his lower body out from under Mr. Xia, then sat down on the sink with his backward force, raised his leg and kicked on Mr. Xia's chest.It took him [-] minutes of strength to kick him out, and Mr. Xia fell to the ground on his back, sliding for half a meter before stopping.

Panting heavily, Lin Chuchen jumped down, feeling that his physical strength was really failing. Before, he could kick someone against a wall.

He kicked the fat man: "Mr. Xia, if you're sick in your head, go get it treated, don't just hang around outside. I've slept with you so you have to act for you, right? You'd better keep acting your own shit! He took out his wallet from his pocket, took out two hundred-yuan bills and threw them on the ground, "Is it settled now? No more change."

He opened the door and walked out pompously, but when he turned around, his face was wrinkled into an orange peel, his wrist and ankle hurt, just a couple of times, and he sprained his mother.

He sucked in his breath, and every time he walked, it hurt like a needle prick. He really wanted to kneel down to his incomparably delicate body. With this kind of virtue, it wasn't enough for a zombie to stuff his teeth when he went back.

He dragged his legs forward like a cripple, and bumped into someone within two steps. The good news is that this person is not fat, but the bad news is that this person is also blocking him from passing.

Lin Chuchen stared at that stinky face, and the anger in the nanny's car in the morning and the anger he had just suffered erupted together, and the ugly words blurted out like cannonballs: "What's the matter, Chengda Movie King? I've fucked you up too?"

His voice was loud and ugly, but Narito didn't catch it for a moment, but his face flushed red in an instant, and he yelled anxiously, "What nonsense are you talking about?" .

"If I don't owe you money, please move out of the way? You like the smell and I don't."

Chengye has never been insulted by such red words since he was so old. He blushed with anger and pointed at Lin Chuchen "You...you..." for a long time, but he didn't say anything.

Lin Chuchen gave up on himself, and dragged Chengye aside with his uninjured hand: "Go away."

Chengye behind him was still relentless, but he didn't catch up. He just said on the spot: "Do you know what will happen if you offend the investor?"

Lin Chuchen kept walking: "What could happen? If he has the ability, he will kill me."

For the first time, Lin Chuchen had the idea of ​​changing careers. This circle is too fucking tiring. He can't do anything well, can't adapt to anything, and there are disgusting people everywhere. He can't get ahead, and he has no status. It also caused Yang Xiuyuan to be angry with him everywhere.

Thinking about Yang Xiuyuan wanting to talk to someone like Mr. Xia with a smiling face, he would not respond.

But what can he do?

Neither he nor the original Lin Chuchen has much education or ability. Lin Chuchen has no background and connections, and some are just a bunch of money owners guarding garbage resources. As for himself, he knows nothing but fighting and killing. , is now contained in this shell, even a fat man can't deal with it.

What are you going to do here?It's better to just die there, and it's over.

It took him 10 minutes to collect his emotions and check his ankle and wrist again.The wrist is not a big problem, it just hurts a little, and the ankle is swollen immediately, unable to touch the ground, it should be because the posture at that time was not right, and he was eager to kick people away.

He took off his tie, tied his ankles briefly, and limped out.

The nanny's car was parked at the gate. He rubbed his face, tried to force a smile, and then walked towards the car.

When there were still about ten meters away from the nanny car, Yang Xiuyuan got down and walked towards Lin Chuchen, and then the nanny car drove away.

"There is a coffee shop on the corner of the street, go sit for a while?"

Yang Xiuyuan didn't wait for him to speak, and went straight to the cafe. He didn't ask Lin Chuchen what happened to his foot, the result of the audition, and didn't ask him if he could walk by himself. He was silent side by side with Lin Chuchen as if he came out of the house in the morning. , and handed Lin Chuchen a cigarette as he walked.

Lin Chuchen took it and put it in his mouth: "I remember you don't smoke, right?"

"I saw you smoking that day." Yang Xiuyuan leaned over with a lighter.

Lin Chuchen looked at him, extinguished the lighter and put it in his pocket: "I'll just hold it for a while."

The cafe was decorated in a very stylish way, the tables were far apart, and each table was blocked in a cubicle. Although it was not fully enclosed, it could barely guarantee a private space.There is still music playing in the store, sitting in the cubicle, if the conversation is not too loud, other tables can't hear it clearly.

They sat down in the innermost room and ordered two cups of black coffee. While waiting for the coffee, Yang Xiuyuan suddenly said, "Want to chat?"

Lin Chuchen wanted to say "nothing", he wanted to say "I can do it myself", he wanted to say "I have experienced more cruel things, what is this matter", but he opened his mouth, always feeling that it was too forced to say such words.

He had a belly that was at a loss and was swollen, almost breaking his whole body.

But complaining, he is not very good at it.

"Then let me talk about it first. When I received the audition invitation for "Doomsday", I didn't know whether you would like to accept this film. We are not very close, and it is not convenient for me to ask about such things, let alone manage , Everyone has their own better way." Yang Xiuyuan said it very euphemistically, but the meaning was conveyed, and along with the meaning, there was also a heartfelt apology.

"I know." Yang Xiuyuan is the kind of person who will take care of you in every possible way, but he is not a manager who makes all the decisions for the artist forcefully. He thought about it when he tied the tie on his leg. I am afraid that Yang Xiuyuan is also very entangled. So he didn't want to mention it at first, so he just let it go.After all, no matter what, it was his "Lin Chuchen" who caused the trouble himself.

"But Brother Yuan, I..."

"Sir, your coffee." The waiter brought the coffee over, put it away for them thoughtfully, and arranged the napkins and spoons.

Lin Chuchen licked his dry lips in embarrassment, and waited for the waiter to walk away before gathering courage: "I... I don't remember much about the past... I... I may need to start all over again, everything."

Yang Xiuyuan looked at him, rather surprised.

Lin Chuchen continued to confess: "The acting teacher should have reacted to you. My acting class is a mess, and the vocal music class is not good. I can't remember to smile. I have to show my eight teeth, and I have to pose at all times when I walk. I can't get along with others. It becomes a problem, and I want to do it every time, making everything messy and out of control. The only thing I can do well is boxing, but in this circle, it’s useless to be able to box, and it’s okay to be able to exercise, but unfortunately, my body can’t do it. Muscular, punched for half a month, still like a weak chicken, can twist his feet against a fat man. I may, really not suitable for this circle."

Lin Chuchen spoke in a difficult voice, Yang Xiuyuan pushed him the coffee with two cubes of sugar and three boxes of milk, and then pulled the coffee in front of him.

Lin Chuchen touched the handle of the spoon that was warmed by Yang Xiuyuan's fingers, and felt the heat gradually spread from his fingers to his body. The small handle of the spoon seemed to be hotter than the wall of the hot coffee cup.

"When I woke up, I had no impression of the past. I didn't know whether I was brilliant or despicable. I didn't know what the people who walked by me had to do with me. I didn't know whether the people around me were friends or enemies. I feel like a frightened hedgehog, always vigilant about my surroundings, and always have to judge whether what others say to me is true or not. It feels like, I am a defective product that has not been certified after appearing on the stage, maybe I will go back to the furnace Creation is the only destination."

"I don't know where I'm going, and where I can go. Brother Yuan, can you tell me?"

Yang Xiuyuan grasped the cup in his hand tightly, as if it was the only thing he could grasp: "Then when I go to see a psychiatrist..."

"It's useless. I don't believe what he said, there is no benchmark, and I have no way of judging whether his words are true or not." Lin Chuchen thought for a while, and then added, "I don't believe myself either, I don't know what I did before. What, now you need to be prepared to accept the consequences."

"Then you trust me?"

"Ah."

Yang Xiuyuan smiled wryly: "I don't know if I'm worthy of your trust. My ability is quite limited, I don't have many resources, and I don't quite agree with some 'rules'." He exhaled deeply, as if he had made a huge "In the future, I will block these things for you, and I will also help you with some more suitable scenes and activities. Don't worry, everything will be fine."

"Actually," Lin Chuchen blinked, the heavy emotion just disappeared in an instant, as if he had never appeared before, and in a blink of an eye he became the Lin Chuchen who didn't care about anything, "I don't mind unspoken rules too much. I'm a big man, and I'm not likely to suffer with anyone. But, as far as I guess, my former benefactors may really have nothing to sell, or they don't have to look for so much. As long as there is one Great gold master, then guard the golden mountain and dig, it will be too much trouble here and there."

Yang Xiuyuan also followed his topic, ready to completely forget the dullness just now: "It's true."

"So, it's not cost-effective to sell to them. Brother Yuan, if you have a reliable financial backer, don't worry about it. You must introduce it to me!"

Yang Xiuyuan gave him an annoyed look: "No! If I do, I'll do it myself, and it's your turn! Hurry up and have a drink, get a new haircut in the afternoon, and do some skin care. I'm still waiting for you to sell your luster tomorrow." !"

Lin Chuchen has a little understanding of the meaning of Qin Han's role in "The Last Days". Maybe he can't use force, maybe sometimes he will get into trouble because of the Virgin Mary's disease, and maybe sometimes he will be too busy, but a person who has been conveying goodwill and love to the people around him. A warm and determined person is worth cherishing no matter how extreme the situation is.

In such an inexplicably bad film, there may really be a few reliable characters.