Shadow for the Emperor

"I didn't expect that Mr. Wen would strongly recommend you." Julie arrived shortly after they entered the box and greeted them in English.

Even though he had heard the notice on the way, Xiao Zhe still felt that it was very strange. How to put it, it was weird to be strongly recommended by his opponent.

"Well, I entered the industry late, and part of the acting depends on his guidance." When Wen Sheng said this, he looked at Xiao Zhe, feeling that there was something in his words.

Xiao Zhe heard something in his words, but he couldn't figure out what it was for a while, but subconsciously felt that it was a bit unusual for the other party to show weakness so readily.

"Oh, so you're his mentor?" Julie was surprised.

"It can't be counted. It's just that my peers saw it and exchanged thoughts." Xiao Zhe said, it wasn't because he was modest, he remembered that he had taught Wen Sheng how to act, but he just couldn't remember exactly under what circumstances he did it. I can only answer vaguely, so as not to continue this topic.

"Didn't you ask me to invite Julie out? Just talk if you have something to say." Wen Sheng reminded.

Hearing what he said, Julie also looked at Xiao Zhe with great interest, "Don't tell me you already 'know'?"

Xiao Zhe knew that if he didn't seize this opportunity, it would be useless even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu came, "I... still don't know."

Julie frowned.

"But this 'I,' is not me."

"Oh? What do you say?"

"The 'I' refers to the protagonist. The protagonist doesn't know how to feel. He doesn't even realize that he shouldn't have no feelings. He who has been stripped of his emotions actually doesn't know anything."

Julie's brows gradually relaxed, and her interest was completely lifted, "Continue."

Xiao Zhe was speechless, just such an explanation made him think all the way, how should he continue?

"Why?" Wen Sheng asked suddenly.

"what why?"

"Why did he do this, the script says, the lover wants to spend his last days quietly with him."

"Because it is very cost-effective to save lives with emotions. Feelings can be cultivated, but life cannot be cultivated?"

"Has he ever thought about what it's like to be in love? He has no relatives and no reason. When he wakes up, the only person he cares about disappears. What would he think?"

"It hasn't disappeared, isn't the person still alive?" Xiao Zhe thought that he had made his point very clearly just now, "As long as you are alive, it is not easy to cultivate your relationship again?"

"What if it can't be cultivated?"

"Two people have not been in love since birth. Since they are in love, it proves that they have the characteristics that attract each other. As long as that characteristic remains unchanged for a day, it is not so rare to fall in love again? What's more, this time, one party I've fallen in love with you, and I don't want to let go easily?"

"So relying on each other for everything? It's selfish."

Obviously using such a flat tone, Xiao Zhe could hear that there seemed to be flames in it, and subconsciously replied: "He saved the other person's life with his own feelings, is this called selfishness?"

"Fate is someone else's."

"This other person refers to the protagonist's lover. Think about it differently. If it were you, would you be able to save someone and just sit back and watch?"

"So," Wen Sheng stopped talking to him, and said to Julie in English with a Chinese accent, "this is his experience."

"Brilliant!" Julie clapped her hands, "It's so thorough, if you didn't know, you would have thought you were the protagonist, you were the lover." She said this to Xiao Zhe and Wen Sheng respectively.

"We are all men." Xiao Zhe was a little embarrassed.

"It's just a joke." Julie smiled, "But obviously, your performance on role-playing is better than reading comprehension directly. It's a pleasure to work with you, and I hope the cooperation will be pleasant."

After seeing off Julie, Wen Sheng opened the car door for Xiao Zhe, "Get in the car."

Xiao Zhe didn't drive here by himself, nor was he polite to him, he got into the co-pilot, "My home is..."

"Go to my house." Wen Sheng interrupted involuntarily.

This is unlucky, why is he so obsessed with going to his house?

Xiao Zhe cleared his throat, "I'm not familiar with you."

"As a reward."

"You didn't say earlier..."

"I said earlier that you would not come?"

"……Won't."

It was obviously the same answer, which was expected long ago, but when he thought that he said it in this state, he felt uncomfortable. Wen Sheng stopped starting the car, "What if it wasn't for me?"

"what?"

"If it wasn't for me today, would you still be here?"

Xiao Zhe's tongue was ready, he was only one pronunciation away, and he could utter the word "come" firmly, but he couldn't pronounce it no matter what.

The people around him seemed to be trying their best to hide something.

Seems sad?

He decided to put it another way, "I'm afraid you're the only one who would recommend an artist under a competitor's banner, right?"

It has been a year, and at the same time as his fame has risen, Xiao Zhe has become more and more fluent in the official dialect of shifting the focus. This coping method was taught to him little by little by Wen Sheng, but he never imagined that one day he would lift a stone and throw it at him. own feet.

"How should my lover react?" He rolled up the car window that he had just opened for ventilation, turned on the dome light, and dispelled the darkness that had just eroded.

"You mean in the script?" Xiao Zhe didn't expect him to discuss the script with him, Xiao Zhe was a little surprised, but he still answered, "Will you be sad?"

"Isn't he afraid of letting go of the person he likes?"

"Since we liked each other so much that we would rather die than be together, then the two of them are fine, so it's definitely not possible." Xiao Zhe put himself in the role of the protagonist, guessing his possible thoughts and reactions.

"You're just sure I won't let go, aren't you?"

"I didn't..." Xiao Zhe wanted to respond reflexively, and suddenly realized that this was all going on, "Are you too involved in the play? The director was just joking with us, and you really thought it was a character in the script?" One?"

"Yes."

Isn't it just a script, what is it, something wrong with the brain?

"I was actually very surprised when I saw this script." Wen Sheng didn't care what kind of eyes the other party looked at him, anyway, the car door was locked and people couldn't get out, "Because the experience is so similar."

"I don't understand what you're talking about. I'll take a taxi and go back. You open the door."

"Like us."

"what?"

"Someone told me that human feelings are very valuable, sometimes even more valuable than human life. Valuable things exist, as long as there are conditions, there will be transactions."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Listen to me." Wen Sheng said dissatisfiedly, "This is the reward I want."

Xiao Zhe was a little dazed, feeling that the other party was getting more and more unreasonable, but the more Wen Sheng talked, the more chills he felt down his spine.

"She told me that feelings can be divided into high and low. The most expensive kind, the person who is stripped will suffer great pain. Have you ever seen someone peeled? The meat will be brought down during the peeling process. That layer The harder the skin is to tear off, the more meat will be taken away. The same is true for emotions, the harder it is to peel off, the more things will be taken away once peeled off, for example, the memories related to this emotion.”

Xiao Zhe felt that his throat was a little dry, and Wen Sheng's words made him feel windy, "Such something that has no scientific basis..."

"What does science have to do with me?" Wen Sheng leaned over and reached out to touch the short stubble on Xiao Zhe's face, "Here is a living example, I have seen it with my own eyes, I don't need to know whether it is science or superstition principle."

"Wait, you mean to say that I'm like the protagonist?" Xiao Zhe laughed strangely, and leaned back unnaturally, "And judging by your current performance, you should be my object?"

"Yes."

"Which way are you joking and deceiving children?"

"The proof is in your left hand."

Xiao Zhe raised his hand and looked inside and out. It was just an ordinary human palm with at most a few calluses. What's so special about it?

Wen Sheng grabbed his wrist, put his hand in front of his eyes at a certain angle, "Look clearly."

"Do you want me to study the direction of fine lines?"

"What marks do you still have on your hands?"

Ring marks.

Xiao Zhe remembered that he was only in doubt earlier.

So, was there really a ring on it?

"It's all about what." He murmured.

"Ten days."

"Can you stop playing charades?" Xiao Zhe felt that he was going to collapse.

"I made a bet with the person who stripped you of your feelings. If you can recover within ten days, everything will be as usual."

"What if not?"

"I will leave."

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