Becoming a Supporting Actor in Paranoid Literature

Chen Wang led the bodyguards to rescue the three people from the elevator shaft. Zhuang Baihua returned to the ground, only to find that firefighters and police were also rescued. No wonder they used various professional tools just now.

This small movie theater is owned by Tang Feng. Originally, he wanted to invest and run it himself, but he didn't expect to use it to imprison Zhuang Baihua first.

He is a movie star, and he can move easily in major theaters. He took advantage of the loopholes to get Zhuang Baihua here, completely disregarding Zhuang Baihua's status, which can be described as daring.

There were still a few minions of Tang Feng in the theater, and Chen Wang led the men to detain them. Zhuang Baihua was still a little sluggish, and walked slowly to the side of the police, pointing to Tang Feng to the side and said: "Comrade police, He kidnapped me."

Tang Feng's face is so popular that even the police have seen the movies he acted in. It is not a trivial matter for the film king to kidnap the president, and it really needs to be investigated carefully.

Later, this incident shocked many people. Almost all Tang Feng's various contacts and brokerage companies were mobilized to save Tang Feng from Zhuang Baihua.

Zhuang Baihua was sent to the hospital for a thorough examination, and after confirming that there were no sequelae, he rested at home for a few days.

Zhuang Baihua was thinking about what to do with Tang Feng.

With his current status and power, Tang Feng can't turn over, and it can even make him never have a film.

But Zhuang Baihua was not the original owner.

The lunatic left the entertainment circle and was still a lunatic, and without the supervision of the public, Tang Feng's illness might have developed even worse.

Zhuang Baihua couldn't leave Tang Feng alone, not to mention whether Tang Feng would stop. As a former community director, no matter what troubles he encountered, he never thought of giving up.

Facing the masses, there is no concept of trouble.

He thought for a long time, and finally thought of a way.

Heart diseases still need heart medicine doctors, and neuropathy still need psychiatrists to treat them.

Zhuang Baihua asked Chen Wang to find the best psychiatrist in the city. Secretary Chen lived up to the trust and invited a female doctor.This doctor, in his 30s, is a doctor who has returned from overseas. He is fighting in the front line of psychological medicine and has published many cutting-edge articles.

The doctor's surname is Zhao. Dr. Zhao was invited to the office of the president of the Zhuang family. After Dr. Zhao came in and observed Zhuang Baihua, he was slightly confused. The president seemed to be fine.

However, people in high positions are generally under too much pressure, and they are somewhat mentally sub-healthy. Just as Dr. Zhao wanted to ask Zhuang Baihua about his mental condition, Zhuang Baihua asked a question first.

"Excuse me, is Dr. Zhao a party member?"

Dr. Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded subconsciously: "I joined the party in college, and then I was sent abroad by the government."

Zhuang Baihua was very satisfied, and said: "I need you to help me treat a person with psychological problems, and at the same time correct his style problems."

Tang Feng went to the police station once before, and the whole company went out to scoop up people. The media picked up on the news, and all kinds of speculations and rumors were flying everywhere on the Internet.

Tang Feng has always shown a positive image in the entertainment circle, this time, no matter what the truth is, it will damage his image.

But he doesn't care.

After he came out of the police station, what Zhuang Baihua said that day was over and over again in his mind.

Zhuang Baihua said that the only thing he cares about is himself, and what he pursues is perfection.

I have to admit that Zhuang Baihua poked at the most secret place in his heart, exposing his subconscious to the broad daylight.

But Tang Feng faintly felt that something was wrong, and it wasn't exactly what Zhuang Baihua said. He wanted to refute but didn't know how to refute. Just thinking of Zhuang Baihua made his heart ache.

Never been like this before.

The economic company told Tang Feng to stay at home honestly and not to show his face for the time being. Tang Feng looked at the photos he took before at home, and felt more and more unpleasant and very dissatisfied.

Just when he was bored, some people suddenly broke into his house and caught him without saying a word.

Tang Feng was baffled. Just as he was about to resist, he heard those people say: "Mr. Zhuang asked Mr. Tang to go over."

Tang Feng immediately became honest, and was even secretly happy in his heart. He didn't know what Zhuang Baihua was going to do to him. He didn't mind being handcuffed by Zhuang Baihua, and even looked forward to Zhuang Baihua's revenge.

Those people put a mask and hat on Tang Feng, wrapped them tightly, leaving only two eyes outside, and then took him to a park.

Tang Feng looked at Zhuang Baihua who was sitting on a park bench in confusion, and there was a woman standing beside him.

Zhuang Baihua had a serious face while the woman was smiling.

Tang Feng looked at the woman displeased, but the woman was more friendly, amiable, with soft eyes.

Zhuang Baihua asked his subordinates to hand over a mobile phone to Tang Feng, and said, "The latest model, with multiple cameras, is very effective in taking pictures and taking pictures."

Tang Feng didn't know Zhuang Baihua's intentions, so it didn't prevent him from smiling—although the smile was hidden by the mask.

"Is this a gift from you, I'm very happy."

Zhuang Baihua glanced at him and said, "Go ahead, take pictures."

Tang Feng didn't understand what he meant, so he asked him with his eyes.

Zhuang Baihua explained calmly: "In the past, others took pictures of you, but in the next few days, you will take pictures of others in this park."

Tang Feng smiled: "Why did I do this, am I crazy?"

Zhuang Baihua thought to himself, don’t you know if you are crazy or not, and he said, “The scope is limited to this park, you can take pictures with your mobile phone.” He raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist, “The time has been cut off. The sun goes down, and then we will export the photos you took, let's see how they went, and review them."

Zhuang Baihua explained it in great detail, and Tang Feng couldn't laugh anymore, and asked, "Why should I do this?" He raised his legs and wanted to leave, but the bodyguards immediately surrounded him.

"I have spoken to your agency, and they have completely handed you over to me. Anyway, you haven't announced recently, just stay here and take pictures, and don't even think about going anywhere."

It was the first time for Zhuang Baihua to be so tough, he raised his chin slightly, his attitude was haughty, like a king giving orders: "Don't you like taking pictures the most, I will let you take a good one at a time."

Tang Feng looked at him, and remembered that he was sitting in the seat of the movie theater that day, his whole body was weak, but his eyes were always firm, so he felt a little distracted.

Tang Feng turned his head to hide his wavering, and said indifferently: "It's just a waste of time anyway."

Zhuang Baihua didn't force him and let him walk around in the park.

The people coming and going in the park during the day were older, and Tang Feng was wearing a mask and hat, but no one recognized him.

At first, he didn't take Zhuang Baihua's request seriously, and he didn't even use his mobile phone, he just strolled along the path.

Zhuang Baihua took the opportunity to communicate with Dr. Zhao beside him.

"Mr. Tang's situation is a manifestation of paying too much attention to himself. Because he placed too much hope on himself and longed for achievement, but his career was frustrated, he felt depressed. So in order to relieve this emotion, he spontaneously imagined a The perfect teenager, at the same time he can't give up evaluating himself, and achieves his goal by evaluating photos."

Dr. Zhao took out his notebook, and while analyzing Tang Feng's psychology with Zhuang Baihua, he took notes.

Zhuang Baihua nodded, expressing his understanding: "To put it bluntly, it is narcissism."

Dr. Zhao: "...it's a kind of self-anxiety, with a bit of fetishism."

Sure enough, both the heart and the brain are sick.

Tang Feng had disappeared without a trace, and Zhuang Baihua said solemnly, "I hope that after these few days, he can be adjusted well, not completely normal, and at least stop harassing other people."

Tang Feng got tired of walking in the park for an hour. He found a place to sit down and played with the phone unconsciously.

When he realized it, he was taken aback, grabbed the phone, lost it, didn't lose it, it was impossible for him to do what Zhuang Baihua said, but he couldn't leave, it was really boring.

Suddenly, Tang Feng had an idea, saying that he was taking pictures, and there was no rule that he had to take pictures of others. It would be fine if he continued to take pictures of himself.

Tang Feng raised his phone, switched to the front camera, and said "yeah" to the camera.

As soon as the sun went down, the bodyguards automatically appeared beside Tang Feng, and they should have been following him secretly.

Zhuang Baihua booked a conference room in the hotel as a consultation room. The bodyguards brought Tang Feng to him, and Zhuang Baihua asked people to export the photos from his mobile phone and play them on the projector.

They were all selfies of Tang Feng.

After Zhuang Baihua and Dr. Zhao enjoyed all the photos, Tang Feng smiled conceitedly: "I am handsome."

Zhuang Baihua remained silent and handed everything over to Dr. Zhao.

Dr. Zhao said to Tang Feng with a smile: "Mr. Tang is indeed handsome, and he has a high opinion of himself. After getting the phone, the first choice is to take pictures of himself."

Tang Feng is not a fool, he has already seen the identity of Dr. Zhao, he has a feeling of being offended, but he will not act like a lunatic, and he can choose non-violent non-cooperation.

Tang Feng smiled, as usual, but his eyes were only cold.

Doctor Zhao has a good temper, chatting freely with Tang Feng, even if Tang Feng rejects him, he doesn't flinch.

Zhuang Baihua was about to fall asleep listening to it, and Dr. Zhao finally announced that today can be over and tomorrow will continue.

So, the next day Tang Feng was still caught by Zhuang Baihua in the park with the same task of taking pictures with his mobile phone.

At first, Tang Feng continued to take selfies. After taking too many photos, he started to be picky again when he looked at his own photos in the album.

He felt that it was not good here, nor was it good there, and he really wanted Zhuang Baihua to take a picture for him, it must be in line with his aesthetics, but Zhuang Baihua definitely disagreed.

Tang Feng had an idea again, and came up with another ghost idea.

He went back in front of Zhuang Baihua, pointed the camera lens at Zhuang Baihua's face, and shot wildly.

As long as it's someone from the park, it doesn't matter if it can't be Zhuang Baihua.

Zhuang Baihua sat calmly and quietly, letting him take pictures.

The next day's projection screen was full of images of Zhuang Baihua.

Dr. Zhao commented: "Mr. Tang is very good at taking portraits. He can capture the charm of the characters very well. Mr. Zhuang in the photos is very charming."

Tang Feng pursed his lips as if someone had peeped into his heart, and didn't say much this time.

On the third day, Tang Feng stopped taking pictures of Zhuang Baihua, and then wandered around the park. He gradually couldn't hold back, and took pictures of some flowers and plants with his mobile phone.

Later, Tang Feng gave up and started taking portraits.

People walking in the park, dancing, playing chess, exercising, and cleaning sanitation workers have all become his subjects.

There are more and more photos in that phone, with all kinds of people and different angles, and the content of the photos is getting richer and richer.

Tang Feng began to find fun and was in high spirits, but Zhuang Baihua was a little bored.

He accompanies Tang Feng to treat his illness every day, and even sends people to cover up Tang Feng's whereabouts. After all, Tang Feng is the film king, and many fans have already heard the clues and started to act upon hearing the news.

He could only bring his work to the park. The old men and women in the park saw Zhuang Baihua sitting on a bench with a laptop, and were very worried about his health: "Selling a house is so hard, isn't it?"

Fortunately, there is Chi Yue.

Chi Yue has always been worried about the fact that Zhuang Baihua was robbed while watching a movie, and he is full of hostility towards Tang Feng. He is worried that Tang Feng will play tricks again, so whenever he has time, he will run to the park, sit next to Zhuang Baihua, secretly He stared at Tang Feng heavily.

In fact, according to Chi Yue's thinking, people like Tang Feng are hopeless, and they don't need to be treated, just throw them into the lake and finish the job.

Zhuang Baihua felt that Chi Yue's personality had become a little gloomy. Sure enough, the kidnapping and psychopathic plots in the book would affect the child's growth. Next time, I will find an opportunity to take him out to play and relax. Xiaobaihua should be bright and cheerful.

Tang Feng was obsessed with taking pictures and didn't do any more trouble. Chi Yue came over to buy some snacks when she was free, and while working with Zhuang Baihua, she passed the time.

Zhuang Baihua saw that he ate a lot and was still so skinny, so she asked him, "Do you have enough money?"

Chi Yue bought a lot of snacks, and they were all kinds of snacks. They were piled up on the bench and could be eaten by him in a short while. It seemed that the cost was quite high.

Chi Yue threw the potato chips into her mouth, chewed them, and said, "It's okay, the internship salary is enough, anyway, if you don't spend it now, you will lose it when you go back."

Zhuang Baihua was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Why did it disappear?"

Chi Yue lowered her eyes, took another slice, and said, "Someone will take it away."

Zhuang Baihua immediately understood that it should be made by Chi Yue's family members. Most of the money Chi Yue earned from working outside was probably taken away by her family.

Zhuang Baihua was in a complicated mood, and wanted to ask if your family would save some for you.But as usual, Chi Yue didn't want to say more. He took out a piece of potato chips from the bag and handed it to Zhuang Baihua's mouth, with a smile on his face.

"eat."

During this period of time, Chi Yue didn't smile very often, but now when she smiles, it's like the clouds and the rain, and the sun is shining, which makes people feel refreshed.

Zhuang Baihua was amazed by his smile, subconsciously opened his mouth, and the potato chips slid into his mouth.

Zhuang Baihua himself doesn't like to eat unhealthy puffed food, now he has a bite of potato chips and thinks it's not bad, so he just sits side by side with Chi Yue and eats.

Tang Feng, who was taking photos as required, passed by. Seeing this scene, his teeth were almost sore.

He also passed tea to Zhuang Baihua before, but Zhuang Baihua didn't drink it when it was brought to his mouth, so he ate it when Chiyue fed him potato chips.

Zhuang Baihua was chewing potato chips, and suddenly remembered something, turned his head and said to Dr. Zhao next to him, "Dr. Zhao, let's have a snack together."

Dr. Zhao was very moved. She had been on the side as the background board for a long time, and finally remembered her. Then she saw Chi Yue put away her smile and looked at herself with a straight face.

Dr. Zhao: "...No, thank you, Mr. Zhuang."

As a psychiatrist, it's really easy to understand what these people are thinking.

After staying in the park for a long time, the uncles and aunts got to know them well, Zhuang Baihua's hands and feet were itchy, he took off his suit jacket, and practiced Tai Chi with the crowd in his shirt.

Zhuang Baihua felt that practicing was still useful. Last time he was under anesthesia and his body was weak. Didn't he push Tang Feng away with Tai Chi?

Zhuang Baihua's own temperament is relatively calm. At this time, following the tai chi poses of the uncles and aunts, he is flowing and relaxed.

It looks like loose when it is still, and it looks like wind when it moves.

I never expected that someone could make the 24 forms of Tai Chi, an elective college sports course, so eye-catching.

Chi Yue sat aside, eating snacks while looking at Zhuang Baihua, her eyes flicked around, and finally fell on that flexible waist.

With a movement of Zhuang Baihua, the waist wrapped in the shirt twisted accordingly, drawing out a beautiful arc.

It's very delicious, and you will never get tired of watching it.

Tang Feng turned back from other places in the park and saw Zhuang Baihua practicing Tai Chi.

When he thought about being caught off guard that day when Zhuang Baihua split his mane with a wild horse and the white crane spread its wings, his face darkened a little.

Tang Feng stood awkwardly by the side and watched for a while. I have to say that Zhuang Baihua's posture is in place and his movements are beautiful, which is still very pleasing to the eye.

He watched and couldn't help but pick up his phone and take a picture of Zhuang Baihua. Later, he felt that it wasn't enough, so he started recording the video directly.

Tang Feng stared at Zhuang Baihua through the lens, and felt that the world on the phone screen became brighter.

Zhuang Baihua was exercising with a group of uncles and aunts. The whole team was uniform, showing a kind of vigorous vitality and a calm demeanor.

It was the first time that Tang Feng felt so at ease, feeling that the sea and the sky were vast and full of pride.

He was happily shooting the video, suddenly felt an unfriendly gaze, tilted his head slightly, and saw Chi Yue sitting on a park bench and staring at him.

Tang Feng thought to himself, why, who has bigger eyes than anyone else, and then stared back.

The two stared at each other across the Tai Chi team, neither of them would admit defeat. In the end, it was Tang Feng who felt sore and had to lose.

This time, Chi Yue also went to the daily summary meeting, and the video shot by Tang Feng was played on the projector. This was the first time Tang Feng recorded a video with his mobile phone. Tang Feng was neither a director nor a cameraman, but he made a movie with excellent quality. Many, with a natural sensitivity to color and composition, the angle of the short film is suitable, the distance is appropriate, and the characters seem to be a bit handsome.

Dr. Zhao was full of praise for this video. She said: "The work can reflect a person's heart. Being able to shoot such a bright and beautiful picture shows that Mr. Tang's heart must be full of light now."

Tang Feng was a little embarrassed, raised his hand to cover his mouth, coughed and said, "Dr. Zhao is overwhelmed."

After the summary meeting, Dr. Zhao walked up to Zhuang Baihua, wanting to talk to him alone.

Zhuang Baihua signaled Chi Yue to wait, and walked aside with the doctor.

"I think Mr. Tang's condition has improved a lot. He has begun to focus on other people and things, which can relieve his self-anxiety very well."

Zhuang Baihua was very relieved to hear that, and finally didn't have to toss around with Tang Feng anymore, but Dr. Zhao changed the subject and continued: "However, this kind of improvement may not be stable. It's best to let Mr. Tang find a new target, otherwise it will be very difficult. Easy state rollback."

Dr. Zhao paused, and said, "Mr. Tang has a special profession."

It's easy to be an actor, but once you get caught up in your own emotions and can't extricate yourself, Tang Feng probably wants to find someone to take pictures again.

Zhuang Baihua sighed and said, "I understand."

After he finished talking to Dr. Zhao, when he came out, he found that Chi Yue was not waiting alone, and Tang Feng was still standing beside him.

Two people look at me and I look at you, whose eyes are colder than theirs.

Zhuang Baihua walked over and asked, "What are you playing?" He said happily, "I want to join too."