I'm on the top of my cp [entertainment circle]

The sun is a bit harsh.

Song Zixing thought.

A little tired, he closed his eyes and stretched out his arms, trying to cover them and block the white light in front of him.

It wasn't until his arms made contact with his face that he realized something was wrong.

Some slimy.

His mind was turning a little slowly, as if he had slept for a long time, and he hadn't realized clearly whether he was in a dream or in reality.

After a delay of about 2 minutes, he slowly opened his eyes.

It was a very strange room, with a dazzling lamp hanging from the ceiling, the walls were white, and there was a small TV in front of the bed.

Song Zixing just lay motionless on the bed, doing his best to look around——

Oh, it's in the hotel.

its not right.

Isn't he dead?

Hadn't he been in a car accident on the way to celebrate some heartless brat's birthday?

He propped up his upper body, and when he saw the mess on the bed, he was startled——

What's with this big pool of brown blood?

He checked his body and found that the wrist was the source, but there was no wound on the wrist.

There was a mirror by the wall. He looked over and found that the person in the mirror was very strange. His face was covered with thick powder and very heavy makeup, but the makeup was smudged, and the lower eyeliner was washed away by tears. Two black lines, very scary.

Is this fucking male or female? !

It took Song Zixing half a second to digest the information, and just as he was about to get up, the phone rang suddenly.

A message lights up on the lock screen:

[Assistant Chen]: Brother, are you up yet?Shall I bring you breakfast?

[Assistant Xiao Chen]: I'm going to the set soon, bro, pack yourself up quickly

Song Zixing picked up the phone and tried to unlock it with his fingerprint, but it succeeded.

Yes, it was his own.

Song Zixing thought to himself that God also felt that he died too unjustly, and gave him a chance to be a human again, reborn into someone else's body.

This body probably encountered something bad last night and couldn't think about cutting his wrists and committing suicide, but it was cheaper for him.

He glanced at the time, it was already December [-]th, two months had passed since his death in a car accident.

After simply replying a few words, Song Zixing quickly got up and went to the bathroom to remove his makeup.

Seeing his own face in the mirror, Song Zixing sighed helplessly. The owner of this body is really unorthodox, with smoky makeup and flaming red lips, and his hair is still very fresh and bright sky blue.

He wore exaggerated earrings on his ears, and the chains were all tangled together. When Song Zixing took them off, he almost cried out in pain.

Song Zixing took a lot of effort just to remove his makeup. This man slept with makeup on all night, so Song Zixing almost tore off his face and replaced it with a new one.

He washed it several times with clean water, thinking that it was really not easy for him to be reborn, and it was no different from being a new person.

When I looked up, I found a face finally appeared in the mirror.

This stranger's face looked very young, but his foundation was actually pretty good. Song Zixing couldn't figure out why a good-looking boy would spoil him so much.

Others want to have this look after plastic surgery, but he seems to think it's not anti-human enough.

Song Zixing wiped his face clean, took off all the blood-stained clothes on his body, covered all the blood-stained places on the bed with a quilt, and then saw a travel bag and a small cake that had not been opened by the bed.

Before his death, Song Zixing never ate this kind of dessert, one was afraid of gaining weight, and the other was that he felt too tired, but now he was so hungry that he couldn't hold back, so he opened it and ate while dressing.

It is a shaped cake with the theme of Totoro, with the logo of a well-known dessert shop printed on it. The taste is quite good, and Song Zixing guesses that the price should also be quite beautiful.

There was a set of clean clothes in the travel bag. Song Zixing walked around the small hotel room, thinking that the little boy was probably not doing well, and thankful that he took off the outer padded jacket before committing suicide. Stained with a little blood.

Song Zixing put on his coat, combed his hair, took a hat and put it on his head, and went to open the door.

Just as the door was opened, there was someone at the door, Song Zixing guessed it was the assistant.

Xiao Chen didn't look very old, at most no more than 20 years old. He looked frightened, stepped back half a step, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Oh my mother, I almost didn't recognize you like this , I thought I was going wrong."

Song Zixing smiled: "I just washed my face."

Xiao Chen handed him the fried rice in his hand, looked him up and down, and muttered in a low voice: "Didn't you say that you can't meet people without makeup? It's the first time I've seen you without makeup after following you for half a year. Not to mention, you really look pretty good, with a star face."

Song Zixing finally understood that this boy might really have misunderstood his appearance.

After closing the door, Song Zixing followed behind him. Just as he was about to formulate something, Xiao Chen spoke expectantly, "Did you send out that cake last night?"

"Ah?" Song Zixing realized that he might be referring to the cake he just ate, and quickly replied, "No."

"Hey, I told you a long time ago, people definitely won't want it, and you just want to go." Xiao Chen's voice weakened after speaking, "Who is that, top traffic! Traffic leader! He even Fans don't pay much attention, let alone us..."

He didn't continue talking, but Song Zixing just guessed what was going on next.

——Not to mention our unknown [-]th-line punks.

Song Zixingxin said that this appearance can be considered high-end in the entertainment industry, but the owner doesn't seem to cherish it, and he just doesn't appreciate the food given by God.

If the entertainment industry can really stand out by being unconventional, this student will definitely become the second traffic leader...

"Wait a minute." Song Zixing thought he had misheard, "You just said that traffic guides people?"

"Ah, yes." Xiao Chen looked at him blankly and asked, "Doesn't Tan Feiyue have this title?"

Song Zixing moved his lips, his words stuck in his throat.

This is no coincidence.

Xiao Chen seemed to think that he was a bit weird, and asked, "Why, you didn't admit the wrong person last night, did you?"

Song Zixing shook his head: "No, I know what he looks like."

"Who doesn't know what he looks like." Xiao Chen said with a bitter face, "But there is always a difference between a photo and a real person. If you don't want me to follow, I will definitely recognize it. I can recognize faces very well."

Song Zixing laughed in his heart, Tan Feiyue is really a real person, the photo is no different from the real person.

From Song Zixing's first meeting with Tan Feiyue, who had just grown up, he knew he wanted to be popular.

For no other reason than it was too pretty, too flamboyant, too noticeable.

Once people have seen it once, it is absolutely impossible to forget it.

Xiao Chen continued to babble: "But when I was waiting for you outside, I saw that Yang Zhihui talking to you. Didn't she always look down on us? What did you two say?"

Song Zixing said that this was to embarrass him.

He didn't know the name of this [-]th-line artist, nor his personality. He could only infer from his appearance and the words of his assistant Xiao Chen. If it was him, how would he speak in such a situation.

Improvising is at the fingertips of an actor who once won countless trophies.

Song Zixing rolled his eyes and sneered: "What else can I say, just satirize me overtly and secretly."

Xiao Chen seemed a little surprised by his words. He opened his mouth and stared at him for two seconds, then said in a low voice, "Brother, are you... are you complaining?"

Song Zixing knew he was bad by seeing his expression.

The film king guessed the script wrong, and he is currently a little embarrassed about how it will end.

"You never spoke like that before. You were provoked yesterday, right?" Xiao Chen looked at him distressedly, and said, "Did that Yang Zhihui scold you so badly? Or was it Tan Feiyue who rejected you?" Was it too ruthless? He wouldn't hit you, would he?!"

The more Song Zixing listened, the more he felt that this was some kind of weird question.

Have you lived so humble?

Before he was alive, he entered the entertainment circle because of his good looks and love of filming. The next ten years went smoothly, the resources were so good that it was enviable, and he almost got what he wanted.

His fans are also rational fans, and there is no bullshit. He can be regarded as one of the few clean stars in the circle.

Of course, if it wasn't for some unfamiliar wolf cub who was against him everywhere, his stardom could be called perfect.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiao Chen thought that he was really insulted, and his face immediately puffed up with anger: "Isn't it? Isn't Tan Feiyue well-known? It turns out that they are all fucked up characters? Sure enough, I You shouldn't have been allowed to go alone!"

Song Zixing laughed: "Why are you following? Beat him together? Do you still want to mess around?"

Little Chen Yusai: "Then..."

"Besides, I haven't seen him yet." Song Zixing's ability to make up nonsense is top-notch, "Nothing happened, I just thought that I will be filming today, and I'm very excited."

Speaking of today's scene, Xiao Chen was also excited: "This time is an opportunity you managed to win. Although there are only a few shots and a few words, it is at least in the same frame as Tan Feiyue. You have to work hard Ah, don't cut the scene again at that time."

Song Zixing was stunned, talking about Feiyue's play?

He did know that Tan Feiyue had been filming a costume drama since August, but shouldn't that drama be finished by the end of November?

Why are you still filming?

Xiao Chen continued: "Speaking of which, brother, you are really lucky. If it weren't for the non-monthly vacation during that time, the screenwriter wouldn't have temporarily added a side plot, and so many more people would have come."

Song Zixing frowned slightly when he heard the words: "On vacation? Is he sick?"

"I'm not sick. I heard that it's because of Senior Song Zixing's death. He was in a bad state and couldn't make a movie at all." At this point, Xiao Chen asked with some doubts, "You told me this, you didn't mean it to him. Is it the most important thing?"

"I?"

Song Zixing couldn't figure out whether the little boy who gave the cake in the middle of the night or couldn't think about committing suicide because he didn't deliver it would admit it or deny it, so he could only keep silent.

It's just that I have some doubts in my heart. Because of his death, Tan Feiyue's condition is so bad that she can't make a movie?

real or fake?

As a white-eyed wolf, isn't this reaction a bit exaggerated?

"Yes." Xiao Chen nodded, looked around, lowered his voice, and said, "Don't you like him?"

Song Zixing: "..."

Is it the one he understands like?