Entertainment industry summer job

◎Death Comes◎

The end of a play often represents the dissolution of a crew.

The audience's immersive pursuit of the drama will inevitably fall into the sadness of the end of the song.

At a loss.

That night, the major social platforms were "sorrowful".

—I feel like I’m broken in love, insomnia, so uncomfortable

— Too much stamina to pull out

——I had a hearty dream in the summer, and I woke up empty-handed

—I sincerely hope that the whole cast can be reunited for another film

—What is the ending?Mu Zheng didn't see the first quarter moon, Master Qing didn't see Wu Sang

......

Haizhu Regal Restaurant in the afternoon of the next day

Regal Restaurant is a local old restaurant that has been open for 40 to 30 years. It is not too big or too small. It is two floors high, has no private rooms, and has a lobby on the first floor. The decoration style remains the same as it was [-] years ago.

Gong Jing traveled to Haizhu two years ago to eat once, and he remembered the taste of the restaurant once. He thought that after the road show, there is no other arrangement for the time being, so why not take everyone to the restaurant for a meal before returning to Beijing.

There are not many diners in the lobby on the first floor at three o'clock in the afternoon, with a total of five or six tables.

"Hello, how many people?" The waiter greeted him.

"Four, is there a place on the second floor?" Gong Jing asked.

"I'm sorry that the second floor is temporarily closed for renovation. Can the four sit on the first floor?"

"First floor?"

"sure."

"It's okay, there are not many people anyway."

"Run, run, run, 咻咻咻~~~咻咻咻~~~."

A [-]-year-old boy chased after the toy car and ran past Lucky. His feet slipped and his body tilted, looking like he was about to bump into Ying Ye's lap. Lucky bent over and stopped him to help the child up.

"Thank you uncle." The child thanked Lucky in a childish voice.

"It's ok."

The child picked up the toy car and ran to the parents.

"You four are inside."

The four walked to the corner of the hall and sat down. The waiter delivered the menu: "You can order by scanning the code on the table."

"Thank you very much." Gong Jing said: "Everyone, let's see what you want to eat. I recommend his home's tofu stuffed with cowboy bone in black bean sauce, chicken feet, shrimp dumplings, sweet and sour eggplant, yuba roll, quicksand bun..."

"Brother, are you reporting the name of the dish?" Qi Meng interrupted Gong Jing.

"Oh, no, anyway, I want to express that it's delicious." Gong Jing smiled naively.

"The right to order is given to you, and we will take care of the food." Lucky said.

Ying also agreed.

"Wood problem."

"I want to take a group photo and post a post." Qi Meng asked Lucky and Ying Ye for their opinions.

"shoot."

Qimeng raised the phone with his right hand, and patted Gong Jing with his left: "Brother, look at the camera."

"Three two one, alright, let me think about the copywriting, the song is over, let's go to dinner together?"

"Not bad, talented." Gong Jing praised.

"Okay, it's over." Qi Meng put down his phone: "Brother, have you finished ordering?"

"Don't worry, I'll be on the table in a while, Brother Ye, what are you going to do in the future, continue to stay in the circle and film?"

"I haven't thought about it for a while."

"Hey, the ugly men in ancient costumes are old. If you quit the circle, it will definitely be a big loss for the people."

"Am I not good-looking?" Gong Jing soul asked.

"You look good, but you are not the same type as Brother Xiao Ye. You can't play the vicious young monarch, you can play the warm man, the son, the heartless fairy."

"It seems that I haven't practiced enough for nothing. I need to strengthen my practice."

"Both of you, being stereotyped is a big taboo of being an actor."

"Uncle, it's a good thing to be stereotyped now, at least to be remembered." Qimeng said.

"That's right, actors in the film and television industry are changing too fast now, one batch a day, and the audience's faces are not yet familiar. After checking, they are gone." Gong Jing added.

"Hello, your chicken feet, quick sand buns, money belly, barbecued pork buns, water chestnut cake..." Dishes are served on the table one after another.

"Are you sure you can finish it?" Ying Ye asked.

"It's definitely possible, everyone, eat more, Mengmeng and I have been eating boiled vegetable leaves during the promotion period, it's really choking."

"Om, uncle, brother, eat."

"Eat, come." Lucky brought a plate of coconut-flavored golden cake to Ying Ye.

Halfway through the meal, Ying also went to the bathroom.

He stood in front of the sink, his left eyelid twitched.

The faucet was "squeaking" and the electric drilling machine on the second floor was "rumbling".

He looked at himself in the mirror, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Hello, hello." Seeing Ying Yechu standing motionless in front of the sink, the cleaning staff tentatively called out twice: "Hello!"

Ying also came back to his senses, before he could see who was calling him, he stretched out his hand to push away the cleaning staff, and ran back to the hall in a panic.

"Hit the street! Hurry up and reincarnate!" The cleaning staff cursed and pushed the tool cart out of the bathroom.

He grabbed Lucky's shoulder, with panic in his eyes, and his voice was small and eager: "Go! Go!"

Same performance as before the last car accident.

Lucky immediately realized that something was wrong, he stood up abruptly: "Don't eat Mengmengjingjing, hurry up and leave."

"what?"

"Where are you going?"

"Get up."

Although they didn't know the reason, the two obediently put down their bowls and chopsticks and got up to leave.

"Where are you going?" Qimeng asked.

"Wait, what about the others?" Ying also trembled.

There are at least 20 people including waiters and diners in the lobby on the first floor.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Lucky held Ying Ye instead: "I'll figure it out, I'll figure it out."

In a hurry, he took off his hat, turned around and shouted: "daigahou."

A voice really attracted the attention of the audience.

"Is it lucky?"

"You are lucky!"

"Lucky!"

—Very good, successfully recognized.

Lucky continued to shout in jerky Cantonese: "We are in a photography program, and we have a task to take an outdoor group photo with fans. I don't know if everyone

Can I help? "

"No problem!"

"Okay!"

The diners in the hall echoed.

Lucky pretended to glance at his watch: "It's less than a minute before the end of the mission, everyone can hurry up and go outside!"

"Hurry up, hurry up! Everyone, hurry up!" An enthusiastic audience enthusiastically cheered for Lucky: "Don't let Lucky Lottery lose!"

Everyone in the hall was mobilized emotionally, hula-la rushing towards the gate.

Lucky held the arm of the waiter on the side, affectionately: "Sister, let all the staff cook together?"

The waiter had never seen such a situation before, as if he had been intoxicated, he smirked and said, "Okay, okay."

"Hurry up! I'll leave it to you! One minute!"

The waiter's feet were blown by the wind, and "whoosh~" disappeared.

Qi Meng and Gong Jing were in a daze for tens of seconds, where are the people in the lobby? !

"Why are you standing still! Let's go!" Ying Ye grabbed Gong Jing and Qi Meng and ran out.

Qimeng......

Gong Jing...

The four walked out of the hotel gate, only to hear a loud "bang!" from the second floor.

"Hold your head!" Ying Ye shouted.

In a second, the four of them were sent flying into the grass outside the hotel by the shock wave from the explosion.

"Hiss~" Lucky sucked in a breath of cold air, swayed up with his back on his back, his head was buzzing, and he knocked hard on the top of his head.

Ying also lay on the grass, and the sky in the upper realm was billowing with thick smoke, which had already been turned orange by the monstrous flames.

Lucky stretched out his right hand, and Ying also reached out to hold it. Lucky pulled him up and checked him up and down: "Are you all right?"

"fine."

Gong Jing and Qi Meng supported each other to get up.

Panic and distracted, the shock has just settled.

"My God, why did it explode."

"It's dangerous, one step later, bah bah bah."

"My son! My son didn't come out! Xiao Zhi!"

The little boy's mother realized that her son was not around, and shouted anxiously, but was stopped by a group of people when she wanted to rush into the fire.

"No, it's too dangerous!"

"119 will be here soon!"

"My son! Xiaozhi! Don't stop me! Woooooo!"

The woman mourned every word, crying so hard that she almost died.

Ying also clenched his fist, pulled off the silk scarf around Qimeng's neck and soaked it in the garden pool.

"Eh? Bro, what are you doing?"

Ying also took a look at Lucky, turned around and rushed into the flames without saying a word.

"Damn it! Is brother Xiao Ye crazy!" Qi Meng couldn't care whether he was a female star or not in a hurry.

The air in the hall was turbid and full of smoke, and tongues of flames kept shooting out from all around.

Crackling, crackling, crackling.

The burnt smell permeating everywhere stimulated Ying Ye's nerves.

The appearance of Zhao Zixuan before his death appeared before his eyes again.

"It's okay, it's okay, to save people is to save people."

He held the silk scarf with his right hand covering his mouth and nose, and pressed his left hand on his chest to force himself to calm down.

"Mom! Mom! Woohoo, mom, I'm scared!"

Xiao Zhi stood on an open space two meters away, crying loudly at a loss.

Ying also kept his mind steady, and rushed to Xiaozhi at the fastest speed while sticking to the ground.

"mom!"

"Xiao Zhi, Xiao Zhi."

"Brother, who are you? I want to find my mother! Woohoo."

"Hey, I'll take you to find mom, cover your mouth and nose and keep quiet, okay?"

The wet silk scarf was torn into two by Ying Ye.

The child was obedient, took the silk scarf and covered his mouth and kept silent.

"Come into my arms, bend over, and follow me."

Xiaozhi slipped into Ying Ye's arms with teary eyes.

Ying also protected Xiaozhi and quickly locked the escape route.

The fire grew fiercer and brighter.

It didn't move very far, and the ceiling of the hall fell down in pieces because of the unbearable fire.

The two were forced to retreat, and they retreated under the crystal chandelier in a panic.

"Crack, click, click."

The chandelier cracked.

The two were surrounded by flames, and there was no way out.

Ying also bent down to protect the child in his arms, and raised his right hand high above his head.

With a "click", the last thread supporting the crystal lamp broke.

Ying Ye held his head high, closed his eyes in despair, and his mind went blank, waiting for death to come.