Drunk Death Dangtu [Original Version]

After Li Qiao resigned here, I promised to sign a contract with Gu Yao, and it was still Gu Yao's agent who came forward to receive me.I don't quite remember what he looked like, but I do remember his look, which hadn't changed over the years, with a well-trimmed goatee and a braid underneath.People say that men who pay too much attention to secondary sexual characteristics are mostly externally strong, but as expected, the goatee often nodded and bowed to me, implying that he made a mistake back then, and he didn't recognize me as Taishan with his eyes.

It stands to reason that I should feel a little elated at this time, but in fact my mood is half sunny and half rainy. First, I remember Li Qiao's pretty lips saying "Fuck", and second, I blame myself for my confession that night. There are too many words, I should have spoken more briskly.

Lord, I like you more than I like being fucked by you.At least in this way, it can be regarded as a simple and well-deserved death.

Guessing that at this moment Li Qiao completely regarded me as dirt on the soles of my shoes, but Ji Liang called me in the daytime the next day. He sighed and asked me, did I really think about it?

"Ah."

"Gu Yao may not be what you think. I don't care if he is a queen, so I won't talk about him. Let's talk about Lee. Although Lee didn't let you on stage this time, there is no guarantee that he won't let you on stage in the future. Why didn't you wait any longer?" Ji Liang sighed again, clearly blaming me for not being flattering.

"Brother, do you think this makes sense?" Jiliang's words almost convinced me, but I decided to rack my brains to argue with him, "Brother, people think that I wasted my time and wasted a dancer's last years." The precious eight years, including my teachers. But I don’t think I’ve been wasting my life in a down-to-earth way. But it’s different now, my father’s condition is stable, and my chance has come. If I If you live in a muddle-headed way, afraid of the east and the west, then you will be really sorry for yourself."

"I know that your life was not easy before, but there is always comfort in the end of the hard days. You and Lee are like this now... Even if you can't be on stage for the rest of your life, you are much luckier than others. Lee has never treated you badly, and will not treat you badly... ...Isn't he treating you well enough?" Kira pronounced the word "good" with a special aftertaste, and I guess he was reminding me that I have been "favored" by the king of heaven.

"Brother, can you listen to this again?" After thinking about it, I decided to argue again, "We are all men, but what is a man? There is a head and eyes on the top, and a glans and horse eyes on the bottom. The top is in charge of the spirit, the bottom is in charge of sex, it’s not shameful to live for either end, but I always feel that more and more people only care about the bottom end, how narrow you say! You say I have hands and dicks, since Why do you keep pointing at others to comfort you when you can masturbate? So I thought about it, men should not only have nocturnal emissions, but also have dreams, and should not always think about mating with the person they like, but should think about whether they are worthy of him."

Ji Liang laughed out loud on the other end of the phone, your mouth is too strong, and you can speak straight out of wrong reasons, arguing with you is asking for trouble.

"I didn't say these words. Have you read Gu Yao's "Playing with the Wind"? I recently read it carefully again, stole the sentences in it, and changed it myself." I realized that I was a little bit exaggerated , so he quickly played sloppy and begged him not to tell Li Qiao this.

"You asked for it." Ji Liang sighed quietly for the last time, "I beg you, what else is there to do? You and Lee are probably strangers now."

After hanging up the phone, I suddenly realized that what Kira said might be true, so I regretted that point more than I wanted to admit.

It was so easy to meet such a person, but I held a guillotine in my hand and cut him down the middle, breaking this rare fate.

What's even more annoying is that finally even masturbation can no longer give me comfort.At this moment, I am very ambitious, and I have a penis, but the penis is listless.I fired a round of pistol hastily, and was too lazy to get out of bed to wash my hands, so I curled up and fell asleep.This night, the old man dreamed of a lot of mess, and also dreamed of two poets, Jiu Yi in exile in Beijing and Li Bai in exile in Yelang.

Good base.

On the day I left the art center, the weather was particularly gloomy, with thick clouds rolling in the sky, as if it was raining in an instant.

"Little monk, good luck! Xianyu has turned into an actor! When you become popular, don't forget about us!"

In fact, there are not many things to take away, that is, cups, notebooks and a few sundries. When I come here again, I mainly want to say goodbye to everyone.But before I said a word, the news that I was leaving had spread all over the art center, and the girls who had danced with me sent me away in unison.

Yang Yan, a beautiful woman with a bald head, stood at the outermost edge of the crowd, looking at me with complicated and unpredictable eyes. I only regarded her as my future proprietress, and no matter how complicated her eyes were, I still returned her flattering smile.

In a blink of an eye, the bald-headed beauty disappeared, followed by several other juicy girls.They couldn't say a good sentence like "the soul comes to Fenglinqing, and the soul returns to Guansaihei", so they had to send Skylar to hand me a huge gift box as a parting gift.I opened the box, and then I couldn't laugh or cry. There were more than a dozen dancing shoes in the big paper box, and they were still worn without washing.

I thought the smell coming out of the box was too strong, so I frowned, and Skylar told me, the smell is too strong, right?Big taste is right.The big taste is to remind you that even if you are surrounded by spotlights in the future, don't forget the pain of splitting a word for the first time, and don't forget that you are a dancer.

After packing up the things, it really started to rain. The rain was not heavy, but like cow hair.As the saying goes, "The rain is also long, and the thoughts are long." I walked out of the gate with the sundries and the dozen or so dancing shoes. From time to time, I looked back reluctantly and saw Skylar and the others standing high in their dancing skirts.I waved to the colorful girls and counted the heads that appeared in front of the window.There are twelve in total.

Oh, isn't this battle the Twelve Beauties of Jinling!I'm looking for another job, and I'm not really exiled.After being ridiculous, the mood of regret and mourning finally came to the fore. I realized that in the end, I couldn't see my grandfather again.

Waiting for the day of signing a contract with a film and television company, the biggest expectation is the Youth Dance Competition.After dinner, my dad and I stood in front of the TV early, waiting to watch the live broadcast of the final stage of the Youth Dance Competition——Fan Xiaoli was more competitive than me, and easily broke through the qualifiers, but a very uneasy feeling The emotions of the game have always enveloped me, and the closer to the start of the final, the more bizarre it is to make people fidget.

Especially Fan Xiaoli called me in Shanghai last night. As soon as I answered the phone, I heard a burst of crying. She said she had a stomachache.

This is not the first time.She did the same thing when she participated in a children's dance competition when she was a child. She used the excuse of a stomachache and cried so much that she didn't want to go on stage. However, she was forced to go on stage by her old lady and immediately regained her vitality, and casually took home an award.

Is it your girl's menstrual period?

no.Fan Xiaoli answered me categorically, he didn't come last month, and he hasn't been here for a long time.

I had no choice but to make her drink more hot water, so I tried to comfort her and said, take a deep breath, don't be nervous, think about the first time someone pressed her shoulder and split her, what is this pain?

Fan Xiaoli cried and said, thinking about it, but it still hurts.

I don't sound like I'm pretending, hurry up, don't cry, go to the hospital to have a look, if you can persist, we won't be injured slightly, if you can't... If you can't, we will focus on participating, since you have already participated Cure the disease quickly, life is more important than dancing.

Teacher Xue Jing refused to let me go to the hospital. She said that I was lazy and scared. She said that I would stand on the stage as an artist in front of thousands of audiences, tens of thousands of audiences, and hundreds of millions of audiences. I can't get over this little psychological obstacle, so why dance?

So... are you scared?

Maybe, I don't know.Brother Bingbing, I regret it so much now.Fan Xiaoli's crying suddenly amplified in my ears, and then the phone was disconnected, and when I called again, it showed that the phone was turned off.

The popularity of the Youth Dance Competition was not as high as it was back then, and there were not many commercials before the broadcast.My dad and I watched in front of the TV for a few minutes, and then saw a well-dressed male host appear on the screen. He announced the names of all the young dancers who entered the final stage, but Fan Xiaoli was not the only one.

"Yuan Guochao, have you heard Xiaoli's name?"

"I'm also surprised, maybe it's a leak."

We watched all the competitions in the first stage of the final with the mentality that it was just the host's omission, but I didn't see Fan Xiaoli until the last dancer lifted the dance skirt and took the curtain call.

I saw a line of scrolling subtitles at the bottom of the screen: Contestant No. 17 Fan Xiaoli retired due to illness...

I always felt that Fan Xiaoli had unspeakable suffering at that time, but she didn't tell me, she simply called that period of time on TV "dirty" and longed for my understanding—who Have you ever made a mess?But this time it seems that the matter is not as simple as "being messy". After waking up in the morning, I feel more and more anxious. Fan Xiaoli's mobile phone has been shutting off since last night, and when I was sleeping soundly, her parents stayed overnight. After leaving, I went to knock on the door of her house, but there was no sound and no one was there for a while.

"Yuan Guochao, something seems wrong. I can't get in touch with Xiaoli, and I can't get in touch with my old lady." I said to my father with a toothbrush in my mouth, "Did you hear Xiaoli's mother mention that they are in Shanghai? Where do you live? Shall we go and see?"

As usual, my dad checked his little book carefully, put it in his pocket again, took a look at me before going out, and said to me, what's the use of worrying about here?Don't think about those who have or don't have it. If there is a play, act well, and if there is dance, dance well.

My dad stared at him for half his life, and it was rare for him to show such a special deep look in his eyes, so I relaxed a little, and went to the appointment to have a break-up meal with the girls in the art center.I went to eat shabu-shabu at noon. There were not many dishes in the pot, but beer was poured down cup by cup. After padding the stomach with sliced ​​belly, dried bamboo shoots, pig brains and various meatballs, they refused to let go Man, insist on drinking with me.

The girls clinked glasses with me non-stop, chirping and asking a bunch of questions, just a few words over and over again, asking if I would still dance after I became popular?

Jumping, of course jumping, is originally a curve to save the country!I replied without thinking, and then asked, how about you?

Half-drunk Skylar put his head on my shoulder and whimpered, I'm only 24 years old, but I often feel like I can't dance anymore, I'm not afraid to say something so stupid, I want to marry a rich...

A breakup meal lasted until four o'clock in the afternoon, and the girls were drunk, hugging and hugging me without any restraint.I leaned into Skylar's ear and wished her earnestly, I can't hold back even my gay guy, you will be able to marry well.

Everyone went home, the alcohol in their stomachs burned all the way, and the sky was still overcast, which made people feel inexplicably angry.

When I got home, I pulled out the key and opened the door. As soon as I entered the house to put down my things, I heard someone yelling at me from outside the greasy narrow window: Luo Bing, hurry up and go to the Sanxiang community, your father was beaten, and he was sitting Crying at the gate!

After hearing this, Jiu Jin came up after a while. I was about to rush out the door, but after thinking about who was coming, I turned around and picked up a kitchen knife about ten centimeters by the stove——in my hand I weighed it up and found that the length was just right, so I pinned it to the waistband of my trousers.

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