It is appropriate to change people today [entertainment circle]

Ming Guying suddenly felt a burning pain in his chest.

The pain did not come from the heart, but the ring he had been wearing before, why not give him the ring.

He gritted his teeth first, checked Shao Ye's breathing, then took two steps back, and pulled out the rope that hung the ring.

Su Jie was burning hot, that kind of temperature could burn Ming Juying's fingers even after passing through the lanyard.

Seeing him take out this, He Bule hurriedly shouted: "Give it to me!"

"But..." But it was hot.

"give me!"

Ming Guying flung it away.

Then, his eyes went blank, and he felt his body fall back uncontrollably——

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When he opened his eyes again, there was a door standing in the void in front of him.

There are no walls around, and several thick red iron chains are wrapped around the pure black door.

Doesn't it stop nothing.

Thinking of this, Ming Guying walked sideways, wanting to bypass the door and go directly to see the appearance behind the door.

But this door is like the moon that children chase, no matter how you go around, it is always in front of you.

It turned out that it could still be blocked.

Ming Juying stared blankly for a while, not knowing what to do.

Knock on the door?

He thought so, so he moved like this, took two steps forward, wanted to raise his hand, and picked a gap to knock.

"What do you want to do?"

A voice suddenly sounded, and then, a red figure appeared in front of him.

"I want to knock on the door." Ming Guying replied without any concealment.

"After that is not a world you are qualified to step into." A black figure appeared again.

Ming Guying looked at them and didn't think they were strange, but asked, "What is the qualification?"

"You don't have the qualifications to know." The red figure said.

"But you can use the key." The black figure said.

Ming Guying asked, "What's the key?"

The two figures looked at each other, and the red figure said: "It's in your heart, take it out."

Black figure: "Put your hand over your heart and you'll touch it."

Ming Juying lowered her head obediently, and touched the position of her heart. Sure enough, a delicate silver-white key appeared in his palm.

The red figure raised his voice: "Very well. Now find the keyhole. The keyhole on the chain."

Black figure: "It's easy to find, it's at the bottom of the door. Crouch down, and you'll find it soon."

Ming Guying nodded, passed them, walked to the door, squatted down, and soon found a red and black lock.

The voice of the red figure couldn't stop being excited: "Okay. Now open the lock. Quick."

Ming Guying stopped, looked carefully at the key in her hand, and wondered: "Why is its color different from that of the lock?"

Then he suddenly realized: "Ah! This color scheme, are you a door and a lock?"

"...What's the big deal?" The voice of the black figure lowered, "Don't think so much, quick, open it."

Ming Juying gestured at the keyhole, and every slight movement caused two figures to watch in horror, thinking that he would insert the key in the next second.

But he was still struggling: "And this key is very small, it doesn't seem to suit you. Did you admit it wrong?"

The red figure was in a hurry: "It's not wrong. That's it, hurry up. Don't dawdle."

Ming Guying put away the key.

He relaxed, and simply sat on the ground with his back to the door: "What's behind the door?"

The red figure was already gritting his teeth: "We said that you are not qualified to know."

"But I am qualified to open it?" Ming Guying smiled, with a full childishness, "Isn't that strange."

The two figures looked at each other again, and then both sat down.

The black figure stared at him for a while: "Behind this is the world of inspiration."

"A world of inspiration?"

"Here, there are all the inspirations of you humans from ancient times to the present." The black figure said, "Dreams that cannot be captured after waking up, fleeting inspirations that are too late to record, theories, melodies, pictures, and plots that can only be realized in the mind .Everything is behind that door."

"Of course, not all of them." The red figure calmed down a lot, and added, "Everything that has been realized will be removed from it, and everything that is not worth recording will also be screened out. What is behind it can only transcend time and space." , language, and form. It may come from a world-renowned master, or it may come from an ordinary person who does nothing. But it must be great.”

"If you are willing to open this door, maybe you can get a glimpse of it." The black figure seemed to be laughing, "'Heard the Tao in the morning, and you can die in the evening'. This is what some people want all their lives. Don't you want to try?"

"Then what are the qualifications you mentioned just now?" Ming Juying was unmoved, but just went back to the question, "You just said that I am not qualified to know. Why are you telling me now?"

The red figure became angry, and the figure became blurred, like a burning fire: "You tricked us."

Ming Juying shook her head hurriedly, with a kind of pure panic in her eyes: "I really don't understand."

"Qualification is the qualification to see those inspirations. People like you, who know what is behind the door but do nothing, are not qualified." The red fire group got up and approached step by step, "You didn't do anything for it." And the consciousness of death is not eligible."

Ming Juying hurriedly hid to the side: "I really don't want to. Then I can't open this door. I have no qualifications and no consciousness. I will hand over the key to the right person."

"Come back!" The black figure rushed forward, but did not touch Ming Guying. It seemed that he couldn't touch it, so he could only shout in vain, "Don't go!"

Ming Guying stood still.

"When you open this door, Shao Ye will be very happy." The black figure said slowly, "Shao Ye, remember? He will thank you very much."

Ming Guying murmured and repeated the name: "Shao Ye..."

"Yes, Shao Ye." The red figure calmed down a lot, "He belongs there, that's his world. You open the door, he will be very happy. He can return to his place."

"The place that belongs to him?" Ming Juying wondered, "If he belongs there, why can he go back only if I open the door?"

"He should have gone back a long time ago." The black figure said patiently, "Someone who is in the way, someone who doesn't understand him, someone who thinks he is good to him. Sealed that world, you know?"

He pointed to himself and the red figure: "We, we shouldn't be here, we are in the way. You open the door, we and Shao Ye can be free, understand? As long as you do this, you will be free." Can save the three of us."

Ming Guying listened carefully, while still remembering who Shao Ye was.

Then, the figure of a little boy jumped into his mind.

The little boy lowered his head and bit his lips, and a hysterical man was grabbing him: "Give up, okay? Give up! Dad doesn't object to whatever you want, there are many ways for people to go, don't be stubborn, okay? You can hear me Do you understand what Dad said?"

The little boy shook his head without saying a word.

He seems very unhappy.

Then, a scene emerged, the little boy just now was playing the piano, smooth music flowed out from his fingertips, and the face of the woman who looked like a teacher was full of surprise.

After the song was played, the woman excitedly grabbed the man who had just appeared: "He is a genius!"

There was no color on the man's face, he just nodded perfunctorily, then smiled and patted the boy's head lightly: "That's good."

The boy wasn't looking at his father, but just staring at the score, feeling the top of his head being rubbed, looked up and smiled warmly.

He seems very happy.

Ming Guying compared the expressions of the boys in the two scenes. Is that happiness the same as freedom?

He thought so, and asked, "Shaoye's happiness is music? Is that kind of happiness freedom?"

The red figure immediately excitedly said: "Yes, yes. He is a real artist, an artist chosen by God. Everything behind the door is the wealth left to him by God. He was destined to return there from birth, to return to the place of inspiration. The world. He is that kind of person, who can die for artistic inspiration without hesitation. That is his freedom."

"Yes." The black figure echoed, "Yes, we are all bound by him. We are the door that shouldn't exist, and we dragged him down. Only the key in your hand can save him. Open this door, and he will Being able to go back will give him the freedom he really needs."

Ming Guying looked at the key in his hand hesitantly.

"Don't you believe it? Then look."

The red figure waved his hand suddenly, and countless words appeared in front of Ming Guying's eyes, and he took two steps back.

"Is this a sneak shot? It's terrible... But what does this man mean? Does it imply that Shao Ye is looking for the shooter?"

"Looking for a gunman is not enough, but Jiang Lang's talent may be true."

"I don't know about others. Has Shao Ye produced any works in recent years? Can anyone tell me about them?"

"He has been abroad for the past few years and has not seen anything."

"I heard that he didn't participate much in the creation of the new song that the boy group will release recently. Sure enough, everyone has a day when inspiration runs out."

Ming Juying looked at these weird sentences with a frown: "This..."

"Did you see it?" the red figure said, "He has lost his inspiration. Everyone can see it. If he doesn't hurry back to the world of inspiration, he can only be a person who has fallen from the altar in your so-called real world." Mediocrity. Do you know how scary that is?"

"He needs to come back. He's desperate, you know? You don't know him at all, don't let him be trapped in a place where he doesn't belong." The black figure took a step closer to Mingyu, "Aren't you his lover? Why? How about not fulfilling his wish?"

"I'm his...lover?" Ming Guying was startled, "Shao Ye, it's my lover, do you want to fulfill his wish?"

Black figure: "You may not remember now, but..."

Ming Guying laughed suddenly: "That's not right."

The two figures froze at the same time, and the red figure said strangely: "What's wrong? You and him..."

"It's not that that's wrong." Ming Guying smiled and shook her head.

"……what?"

Ming Guying shook the key, then put it back to her heart.Naturally, the key melted into his body.

"It's his wish, right? My red and black stripes."