Becoming a Supporting Actor in Paranoid Literature

Two people:"……"

Chi Yue didn't want to talk to Tang Feng, and said to Zhuang Baihua, "Let's go."

Zhuang Baihua nodded, ready to send Chi Yue back to school, but before that, have a meal.

Tang Feng called the two of them to a halt, pursed his lips, dodged his eyes, took a deep breath after a while, and said, "Would you like to have a meal together?"

Zhuang Baihua raised his eyebrows.

Chi Yue said, "You want to poison us?"

After all, she is Nanny Rong who can give people needles.

Tang Feng didn't want to talk to Chi Yue either, he just looked at Zhuang Baihua, with a slight smile on his lips, and asked, "Shall we go?"

Zhuang Baihua thought for a moment, patted Chi Yue on the back, and said to Tang Feng: "Take him with you, let's go."

They all decided to help Tang Feng cure his illness, so are they still afraid of having a meal?

Even if there is a light bulb, as long as Zhuang Baihua is willing to go, Tang Feng suppressed the joy in his eyes and said, "I'll arrange it."

Tang Feng originally thought it was a dinner for the three of them, but the private room was full of bodyguards, protecting Zhuang Baihua from all angles.

Tang Feng: "..."

Zhuang Baihua told him: "Have you heard the story of the wolf coming, there is no way, you have a criminal record."

Seeing that Tang Feng was a little depressed, Zhuang Baihua comforted him: "But it's okay, you still have a chance to reform yourself."

Tang Feng thought for a while, pulled himself together, and asked the waiter to serve the dishes.

This is a high-end restaurant, the decoration of the restaurant is luxurious, and the service is in place. Needless to say, Tang Feng will not let Zhuang Baihua underestimate him as the host.

No matter how much Chi Yue eats, she eats delicious food whenever she sees it. Tang Feng can afford to eat even if she pays for it.

It's just that during the meal, Tang Feng kept looking at Zhuang Baihua, making Chi Yue lose his eyes frequently, and Zhuang Baihua almost couldn't eat anymore.

Zhuang Baihua wiped her mouth and said, "Just tell me what you have."

Tang Feng stared at Zhuang Baihua with inquiry and confusion in his eyes. After a long time, he asked, "Why...why did you do these things for me."

Tang Feng is not a fool, Zhuang Baihua did not want to get revenge, but to help him by making such a scene in the park.

This kind of behavior was very unbelievable in Tang Feng's eyes. Could it be that Zhuang Baihua is really a kind-hearted Ziwei, who can forgive Rong Rong who gave the needle.

Tang Feng shook his head, throwing out the terrible thoughts in his mind.

He even wondered if Zhuang Baihua still cared about him...

Zhuang Baihua raised his eyes, looked at Tang Feng honestly, and said, "It's not just for you, I always feel that one more good person in this world is better than one more bad person, besides, I think you are not hopeless, So I couldn't help but give you a hand."

As long as you look at the things in the small black room in the CEO's office, you will feel that Tang Feng has not reached that point, and everyone has to rely on comparison.

"It can be regarded as a kind of self-satisfaction for me." Zhuang Baihua said, "But one yardstick counts for one yardstick. I will remember your kidnapping and use of illegal drugs. If you go out of line in the future, I will help you poke out."

When Tang Feng heard Zhuang Baihua's words, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

It wasn't because Zhuang Baihua said he wanted to take revenge on him, but because Zhuang Baihua really didn't mean that to him.

Seeing that he fell silent again, Zhuang Baihua thought for a while, picked up the cup at hand, raised it up, and said, "At any rate, we once formed a branch, let's have a drink."

Chi Yue then raised the glass, Tang Feng was startled, and was a little too late to react, and then raised the glass in the same way.

Three people, one tea, one juice, one wine, three cups collided together, and immediately made a crisp sound, which echoed in the private room for a long time.

At the same time, it also got into Tang Feng's heart, which shocked him deeply.

After eating, Zhuang Baihua was about to send Chi Yue back to school, but received a call temporarily, asking Chi Yue to stay where he was and wait.

Taking advantage of Zhuang Baihua's time to answer the phone, Chi Yue walked up to Tang Feng. There was no smile on her fair face, and no emotion could be seen in her dark eyes.

Tang Feng sneered and said, "Are you here to laugh at me?"

Chi Yue looked at him, shook her head, and said, "You are no longer worthy of my ridicule."

Why does it sound more annoying.

What Chi Yue said was from his heart. Although he didn't know the reason at the moment, Tang Feng's life trajectory had completely changed, so he didn't need to worry about it.

There is just one thing, Chi Yue wants to remind Tang Feng.

"He's a nice guy. He treats everyone the same. Don't be sentimental."

Tang Feng was stunned, then chuckled and said, "This sentence also applies to you."

Chi Yue took a deep look at him, turned around and walked away.

Tang Feng looked at Chi Yue's back and was in a daze quietly. Finally, the restaurant staff came over and asked, "Mr. Tang, is there anything else you need?"

Only then did Tang Feng realize that he had been in a daze for an hour.

He sighed and said to the waiter, "It's time to go."

The next day, Zhuang Baihua came to the park as usual and found Tang Feng standing there already.

It's just that Tang Feng didn't wear a mask, showing a handsome face, which attracted people's attention frequently.

Zhuang Baihua was taken aback, pulled him under the shade of a tree, and said, "You are a public figure after all, so what should you do if you attract fans?"

Tang Feng smiled: "I want to talk to you like this."

He smiled a little softly, as light as a cloud in the sky.

Zhuang Baihua was taken aback, how could Tang Feng be so personable and gentle again? Could it be that he was ill again.

Zhuang Baihua hurriedly said, "Go and take pictures." He suppressed the evil energy in his body.

Tang Feng smiled and said, "I don't need to take pictures anymore."

Zhuang Baihua thought to himself that the doctor said that you are not completely cured, so you don't want to be cured now, so what can you do.

Just as he was about to speak, Tang Feng said, "I deleted all the previous photos."

Only then did Zhuang Baihua realize that he was serious, and asked in a calm tone: "Have you thought about it, you really don't need those photos anymore?"

Tang Feng nodded, calmly: "I've been thinking these days, what you said is right, I don't like that young man at all, I just created an ideal image in my heart, after I figured it out, I don't like it. I need to force someone to take pictures of me.”

He raised his head slightly, pointed at the plants and trees in the park and the people coming and going, and said: "I found that I started to like to observe others. Compared with letting the camera focus on myself, I think it is better to take pictures of other people. I've had a great time in the park these days."

Stop being harsh on yourself, look more at beautiful people and things, let Tang Feng relax like never before.

Hearing these words, Zhuang Baihua was immediately relieved. Looking at Tang Feng, he looked like sending off a prisoner whose sentence was commuted and released: "Just figure it out."

"I want to try being a director." Tang Feng told Zhuang Baihua his thoughts gently, with a touch of embarrassment.

Zhuang Baihua was a little surprised. Thinking about it carefully, it was the best result for Tang Feng to find a new target.

Zhuang Baihua gave him a thumbs up: "If you have an idea, just do it."

"Directors are not the same as actors. I have to learn." Tang Feng said. He has fallen in love with the feeling of controlling the camera these days. He hopes to shoot other people's stories, but wanting to change careers is not just a change, "So I'm going to be very busy the rest of the time."

Zhuang Baihua blinked.

Tang Feng went on to say: "I know you're thinking, great, this person is going to leave, he can finally be quiet."

Zhuang Baihua coughed a few times and said, "I didn't think so."

Tang Feng lowered his eyes and whispered, "You are very bad at lying."

The atmosphere has become weird. Everyone can see Tang Feng's changes these days, but Zhuang Baihua didn't expect him to figure it out so quickly, so he can only say some words of encouragement: "Come on, I wish you success in your new field. "

Tang Feng raised his eyes again and looked at Zhuang Baihua tenderly, as if water dripped from his eyes.

Zhuang Baihua was made a little nervous by his artificial eyes: "Is there anything else to say?"

Tang Feng said quietly: "I admit that everything you said before is correct, except for one thing."

All and exceptions are opposite concepts, Zhuang Baihua is willing to listen to what he disagrees with, and asks: "Which point?"

Tang Feng showed 12 points of sincerity, and said to Zhuang Baihua: "You said that I don't know what liking is, what love is, you are wrong."

Zhuang Baihua had a bad feeling in his heart.

Tang Feng said, "I think, I really like you."

Zhuang Baihua: "..."

Zhuang Baihua looked into his eyes. People say that eyes are the windows of a person's soul. Tang Feng's eyes are only sincere at this moment. After the fog clears, only clarity and sincerity remain.

In the past, Tang Feng always said that he had a good impression of him, but Zhuang Baihua didn't believe it, but now seeing Tang Feng like this, he believed it.

So he had to seriously reply.

"Sorry, I can't accept you."

Tang Feng got the expected answer, pulled the corners of his lips, and was still smiling, but a little reluctantly.

No matter how hopeless a confession is, there will always be a glimmer of hope hidden, and no one who confesses will hope to get a positive response.

He said that he would definitely refuse, but he would secretly pray in his heart, if only this person could favor me.

Tang Feng took a deep breath and said, "I understand, I feel more at ease when I say it, then I'm leaving."

Zhuang Baihua didn't expect him to be so free and easy, but he was a little unaccustomed to it. It seemed that he was really thinking about it.

Tang Feng maintained his last chicness, waved his hands, turned around, and left with long legs.

Looking at his back, Zhuang Baihua was filled with emotion.

I hope the film king can export good films to benefit the people, take it easy, and stop being so paranoid.

So... Judging from the present, the plot line has deviated. Tang Feng not only has a broad mind, but also has a different object of liking.

Although the person Tang Feng likes is himself who makes Zhuang Baihua feel complicated, but the plot of the original book is too bloody and nonsense, and it is a good thing to deviate from it.

Zhuang Baihua was still thinking about the plot, when Tang Feng turned back unexpectedly, ran up to him aggressively, blushed and said thickly, "I will not give up! I know you will find me annoying if I force you now, so I will leave. But I'll be back!"

He yelled these words at Zhuang Baihua, turned around again, strode away, leaving a few vows floating in the wind as he walked: "When the movie I made won the best picture award! I will come back to marry you!"

Zhuang Baihua: "..."

Sure enough, the problem of paranoia will not get better in a while.

Let's hope the best picture competition is tougher.

The next day Tang Feng packed up his luggage and went to learn art from a teacher. Zhuang Baihua thanked Dr. Zhao, paid her double salary, and then moved the office from the park back to the office.

When leaving the park, Zhuang Baihua told his fellow villagers who exercised with him and cultivated their relationship: "I sold a lot of houses, and now I'm promoted."

Workaholic Zhuang Baihua returned to the office, looked at his desk, and shed tears of emotion.

Finally able to work properly.

That night Zhuang Baihua returned home, took a shower as usual, watched the tablet on the bed for a while, and then fell asleep.

After falling asleep, he had a strange dream.

Zhuang Baihua dreamed of Chi Yue.

In the dream, Chi Yue was thinner than now, her eyes were darker, and she looked gloomy, like a demon.

He stood in a room, holding up a mobile phone and taking pictures of the ground.

A person is lying on the ground.

The man was tied hands and feet, naked, lying on the ground struggling, showing a painful and terrified expression, staring at Chi Yue with wide eyes.

Even in a dream, Zhuang Baihua was taken aback. The person on the ground turned out to be Tang Feng.

Tang Feng completely lost his previous demeanor, begging Chi Yue to let him go while begging.

Chi Yue bent down, took away the last covering from Tang Feng's body, and then pressed the shutter on Tang Feng who was on the ground.

"Don't you want me to take pictures of you, I'll take enough pictures for you."

Chi Yue's voice was as cold and merciless as ice that would not melt for a thousand years. Tang Feng stopped begging for mercy and began to curse.

After taking the photo, Chi Yue ignored Tang Feng's yelling and walked out of the room.

Then, a group of unsightly photos were posted on the Internet, and Tang Feng's reputation was completely ruined. Overnight, Tang Feng's reputation was ruined, and he could no longer hang out in the entertainment industry.

Zhuang Baihua woke up in the middle of the night with a start, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

What's going on with this dream, it's too scary.

Chi Yue in the dream was gloomy and weird, giving people the impression of a snake and a wolf, and she chased Tang Feng to death without mercy.

The aftertaste of the dream was too strong, Zhuang Baihua felt a little uncomfortable, he got up and poured himself a glass of water, and he felt better after drinking the water.

This must be an anti-dream, it must be because he has been worrying about Tang Feng recently, making him think about other things.

Chi Yue's personality has been a bit gloomy recently, but he is a hard-working child, and it is impossible for him to be like in his dream.

Besides, in the original book, Chi Yue was designed as a little white flower, and little white flowers are pure and weak.

Zhuang Baihua prepared himself mentally and went back to bed to sleep again.

When Zhuang Baihua fell asleep, Chi Yue was watching a video.

That pervert Tang Feng kept a lot of surveillance videos about Zhuang Baihua.

There were those who happened to Mr. Zhang in the hotel, and there were those who later kidnapped Zhuang Baihua in the screening room.

Chi Yue knew Tang Feng's cloud disk password, and downloaded the video effortlessly.

Each of these videos can be regarded as a crime scene, and Tang Feng still keeps them like treasures, reluctant to delete them.

Will the pervert change his ways?In Chi Yue's eyes, it's impossible.

He pressed the play button, and Zhuang Baihua's image immediately appeared on the computer screen.

He saw Tang Feng grabbing Zhuang Baihua's tie and pulling Zhuang Baihua away from the seat, his pupils constricted for a while, and he saw Tang Feng take out a syringe and aim it at Zhuang Baihua's eyes, and slammed the table.

He calmed down his breathing, put away the hostility in his eyes, slowly relaxed his body, leaned back in the chair, and took an envelope from the side while watching Zhuang Baihua's video.

He tore open the envelope, pulled out the letter paper, and read the words in the letter idly.

"To Chiyue: The stars are your eyes, the moon is your lips...you are the most beautiful treasure in the world, brighter than the jewels on the crown, more dazzling than the gold on the scepter...you are the most beautiful thing in my heart That precious drop of blood..."

"I love you."

After reading it expressionlessly, Chi Yue tore the letter paper into strips and threw them directly on the ground.

He moved the chair back, put his legs on the table, put his hands behind his head, and continued to watch Zhuang Baihua's surveillance video.

Playing it in a loop over and over again, every frame is carefully watched.

This approach is exactly the same as the dead pervert in his mouth.