Entertainment industry summer job

◎Exposing identity◎

One second, two seconds.

"Child."

Instead of the sound of the crystal lamp falling, there was a sound of luck instead.

—It turns out that people have auditory hallucinations before they die.

Three seconds, four seconds.

The crystal lamp still did not fall.

"Child!"

-etc!

Ying also opened his eyes, and a strange scene came into view—the crystal lamp stand could not move in mid-air, as if it was wrapped by a soundless air current.

He turned his gaze straight ahead.

Be lucky!What luck!

Lucky stood in front of Ying Ye and looked down at Ying Ye.

His white eyeballs disappeared, his eyes were pitch black, his left hand was raised high, and silvery light shone faintly at the fingertips.

"Don't mess around next time."

— mutants!

"You..." Ying Ye's voice stuck in his throat.

Lucky moved his left hand, and the crystal lamp was thrown half a meter away and crashed to the ground.

"Come on."

Lucky's eyes returned to normal. He protected Ying Ye, and Ying Ye protected the child. The three stumbled out of the fire scene.

"Mom! Mom!" The child cried and ran to his mother's arms.

"Xiaozhi Xiaozhi."

The woman hugged the child and wept bitterly.

Lucky breathed a sigh of relief—it was all right anyway.

"Comrade! Comrade! It's dangerous here, please retreat to a safe area!"

After receiving the alarm, firefighters rushed to the scene and pulled up the blockade.

Thanks a lot to the boy's mother for stopping Lucky.

"The child is fine, don't thank me, it's not my credit, it's Ying..."

— Win also!Oops!

He turned around abruptly, and Ying Ye was staring at him with gloomy eyes.

Beijing Capital International Airport

The last flight from Haizhu to Beijing landed at midnight.

The news of the hotel explosion in Haizhu City did not attract much social attention because no one was injured, so it was regarded as regional social news.Not long after the news was reported, some fans discovered that Qimeng uploaded the photo of the dinner party at the Regal Hotel. The influence of the event was strengthened by the celebrity effect, and after half a night of fermentation, everyone knew it.

From leaving the scene of the accident to boarding and landing, Ying Ye remained silent throughout the entire process, not saying a word.Lucky tried to speak a few times but got stuck in his throat, and Ying Ye was curled up under the blanket, his face was tightly covered and he couldn't see his emotions clearly.

Lucky had a lot of thoughts and didn't know where to start, so he simply pulled the brim of his hat and buried his face.

"Don't you think Uncle and Ying are also a little strange?" Qi Meng whispered.

"Well, it's quite strange. Did you get frightened when you were saving someone? Frightened?" Gong Jing said.

"I don't know, anyway, I'm going to see a psychologist tomorrow, it scared me to death today."

"Yes, I want to take a look and I'll find one too."

Before the plane landed completely, the four of them received text messages from their respective managers.

The airport was brightly lit, and the exit of the parking lot of the domestic arrival hall was crowded with journalists carrying guns on their shoulders.

Four people appeared, and the flashes fired wildly.

Lucky was expressionless.

Ying also put on sunglasses ahead of time.

Qi Meng and Gong Jing lowered their heads and just watched the road.

"Give way! Don't squeeze, don't squeeze!"

"Back off! Back off!"

Airport staff held hands and erected two human walls.

"Lucky! Lucky! Can I interview you?"

"Were you there when Regal Restaurant exploded?"

"I heard that you rushed into the flames to save people, is it true?"

"Is there any intentional show off!"

......

Lucky stopped in front of the car door, and took a microphone casually: "If you have the energy, why not pay more attention to social news, instead of using us to invade public heat, thank you."

After finishing speaking, he got into the car, leaving a chic and domineering silhouette for the camera.

Seeing that the interview was fruitless, the reporters flocked to Ying Ye after being bullied.

Ying didn't even throw the reporter into the car and leave.

Mel looked at Ying Ye through the rear window for a while: "What happened to Xiao Ye?"

"What's going on?" Lucky asked back.

"The aura is wrong. If you give him a sword now, I feel that he can destroy the Six Kingdoms in an instant."

"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, no, I will cancel all the plans for the next seven days."

"what?"

Lucky lay on the seat with his head tilted to one side and his eyes closed.

anxiety?sad?angry? Mel couldn't find a suitable word to describe the luck in front of him.

- What are you doing?

Back in Beijing, the two had no communication for two whole days.

In the era of fast food, news fermented and spread quickly and dissipated faster. Two days later, few people mentioned the bombing in Haizhu City.

The Internet has no memory.

Lucky has memory.

Compared with Ying Ye's pure and unadorned, a person like Lucky who has layers of camouflage looks free and easy, and once he pricks a sensitive point, he will be more sensitive than anyone else.It’s true that he saved Ying, but he couldn’t help but act rashly in broad daylight. If someone saw him, the consequences would be unimaginable—his hands were as white as the sky flashed by lightning, and his eyes turned into nothingness—although it was only a few seconds, it still made him feel unimaginable. He was deeply disturbed.

He hates himself in disguise, hates this kind of belated distress, which has penetrated into the depths of his heart and touched the root of his body and soul—the "I" he buried, so he can watch Li Xinmeng fall into the water Injured lives are not shot to save.

— But Ying Ye?But how should Ying explain it?

At that moment, there was no hesitation or consideration, the only thing I thought about was to save him, Lucky started to be confused again, what this sudden child meant to him, his soul was as free and bright as a robin, and with a cry A rift appeared in the world of camouflage.

Ying also regards him as his only friend and best friend, and he has kept nothing from him, but he has been lying to him all the time, there is no reason not to be angry, no reason not to be angry, he ignores him purely because of his own fault.

Anxiety and inexplicable, worrying, tossing and turning, sleepiness finally overwhelmed anxiety.

Fortunately, I slept all day, from evening to noon of the second day, in a chaotic state.

When he woke up, the sky had changed.

I can't see my fingers in the house, Lucky wakes up the smart voice assistant in a daze: "Bix."

"Master, good afternoon, I'm here."

"Turn on the lights, open the curtains"

"Good host."

Outside the window, dark clouds overwhelmed the city, violent wind and lightning, heavy rain and thunder.

"It's raining heavily." He brushed his hair, got up and walked downstairs.

The living room lights were on.

Mel sat on the couch with his back to the stairs.

"Momo, you're here, and you don't say anything when you come, have you eaten yet?"

"It's raining heavily outside."

Mel was silent.

Lucky sensed something strange, and Mel's shoulders were trembling.

"girl?"

Lucky walked up to Mel.

Mel clenched his hands into fists, his eyes were red, and there was a rare lack of make-up.She tried hard to suppress her anger and tried to talk to Lucky normally: "Is your phone turned off?"

"That's right." Lucky shook his pajamas pocket to indicate that the phone was in the bedroom.

"good very good."

A flash of lightning struck, and Mel smiled horribly.

Lucky shuddered: "Girl, girl, what's wrong with you? What's the matter? Don't scare me."

Mel turned on the TV and said coldly, "You can watch it yourself."

"On the night of July 7th, a video about a national actor who is lucky to be a mutant continued to ferment on the Internet. It is understood that the video was shot at the scene of the explosion at the Regal Hotel in Haizhu City on July 20th. In the video, it is obvious that the crystal chandelier in the lobby is not Floating in mid-air without any attachments, and the state of the lucky eyeballs on the scene is different from ordinary people, he was thrown out when he moved the chandelier with his left hand..."

"Luck is the rumor of a mutant..."

"...National male god Lucky turned out to be a mutant..."

"...the video is clear, the evidence is sufficient, it is not known whether things will be reversed..."

"...The lucky economic man and himself have not been contacted yet. Follow-up follow-up. This station will report to you as soon as possible."

......

Fortunately, he changed seven or eight channels in a row, and the noon news of each channel reported that he was a mutant.

"Snapped!"

Lucky was in a daze, and the remote control in his hand fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

"It's over, it's over." He murmured, and took two steps back and fell on the sofa: "It's over."

He hugged his head, whining in his throat.