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After returning to Shanghai, Shen Zui was first escorted by Sister Lu to the hospital to take an X-ray of his right wrist.

As for the result, naturally there will be no problems.

Shen Zui understood the muscles and bones of the human body, and he accurately calculated the angle before he collapsed that day.

"Now you can rest assured." In the car, Shen Zui's tone was natural.

"Fortunately, the bones are fine." Sister Lu gave him a sideways glance, "But you can't be sloppy with your injuries."

"During the Spring Festival, An'an and I are not here, so don't make any more fools."

"I know." Shen Zui didn't care much.He folded his right hand and flipped through the phone with his left.

Shen Zui is looking at Yan Mingyang's circle of friends.

Yan Mingyang doesn't seem to have any personal life or hobbies, either forwarding company news, or helping to expand recruitment notices, from beginning to end, he couldn't find even half of them worthy of praise.

Intoxicated and turned so upset and lifeless.

"Also, the complete script of "Insufficiency" has been sent." On the side, Sister Lu said, "I will be auditioning after the new year. You should read it carefully, prepare more, and write some biographies."

"Sister Lu," Shen Zui withdrew from the circle of friends, seemingly helpless, "You know me."

He casually sent a message to Yan Mingyang to report his safety, and said indifferently, "I never write about those things."

The company renews the apartment for Shen Zui, and the car he drove to Qi City has already returned.

Shen Drunk doesn't let people touch his things very much, so the luggage is still in the car.

"I'll ask the driver and An An to help you carry it up," Sister Lu said, "It's not convenient for you."

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and the staff will also go home on vacation.

Shen Zui thought about it, and hummed.

The master driver helped carry the suitcase, and An An carried three bags.

Maybe it's cold, and the items are brittle and easy to break.An An went into the house and put down the bag, and a plastic box inside burst open with a bang.

Shen Zui heard the sound and looked back, his voice was low and flat, "Don't move."

The box should contain clothes, and when it split open, a thin and soft loose long sleeve was revealed, it was white, like an ancient costume.

As soon as Shen Zui opened his mouth, An An immediately didn't dare to move.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Teacher Shen."

Shen Zui didn't say anything.He came over, and An An stepped aside.

"Mr. Shen," An An asked in a low voice, "What kind of clothes are these inside? It's so heavy."

"Costume." Shen Zui held the cracked box firmly with one arm, and put it into the top shelf of the cabinet effortlessly.

"Theatrical costume?" Sister Lu asked, "Are you from Qi Opera?"

"En." Shen Zui seemed to have no desire to say more.

He kicked a small bench, stood on it, and slowly folded the messy part of the costume with one hand.

Although only his left hand is left, Shen Zui is not worried about his life alone during the Spring Festival.

With one hand, you can cook broccoli and chicken breast, and you can also put the bowls and chopsticks in and out of the dishwasher.

After Sister Lu and the others left, Shen Zui was not very hungry.

He opened WeChat and found that, as expected, Yan Mingyang did not reply to that message.

Indulging feels boring.

He stared blankly in front of the window for a while, and opened the script of "Out of Temperature".

The next day is New Year's Eve.

For Shen Zui, this is a day that he can't remember without looking at the calendar.

The wound on his wrist began to scab, the surface was fragile, a little red and soft, and itched from time to time.

Shen Zui drew up the curtains and read the script all day.

This time in "Loss of Temperature", the intoxicated audition is a young man struggling at the bottom of society named Yu Er.

Shen Zui is very good at this kind of role.

Since his debut, he has been good at playing sympathetic characters on the fringes of society.

Shanghai on New Year's Eve was much empty than usual.

Shen Zui opened the curtains a little, and the lights on the outer wall of the high-rise building opposite were filled with flourishes of family reunion, and the big screen in the center was broadcasting the Spring Festival Gala live.

Shen Zui stared blankly for a while, then closed the curtains again with a swish.

That night, Shen Zui seemed to be dreaming about the Chinese New Year when he was a child.

The smell of the New Year in the village is so pungent, and the sound of red firecrackers is everywhere.

Shen Xiaotu followed behind grandma, circling around the stove.When grandma is in a good mood, she will hum a few Qi operas, and she will give Xiao Tu a little to eat before the food is served.

Father, stepmother and younger brother are a family, and they only return to the village during the Spring Festival, and Xiao Tu only sees them once a year.

Xiao Tu often feels that he is superfluous, a strange child who is not welcome.

Intoxicated in the dream, he doesn't know the time, and he doesn't remember how old he is.

As if he was not paying attention, he somehow wandered into the wilderness outside the village.

There, the wild wind whispers, the wind blows and the grass grows, and the fields are full of vitality.

Xiao Tu ran back to the village against the wind, but the house was empty.

"Can you sing Qi opera?" In a trance, a solemn voice sounded in his ear.

Shen Zui didn't know how to respond.

He seemed to be trapped in a cloud of chaos, with time, space and consciousness all hazy and blurred.

"Stand over here. Face the camera."

"Don't be nervous, stay relaxed."

...

...

"What's your name?" The voice sounded again.

"Shen," Xiaotu said.

"Intoxicated."

Shen Zui closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then opened his eyes in the darkness in the next second, breathing quickly.

There was cold sweat on the back, sticky and sticky on the body, mixed with the dry warm air in the room, making people feel more uncomfortable.

Shen Zui is no stranger to this dream.

He calmed down the moment he woke up, got up as if nothing had happened three seconds later, wrapped his right hand with a tarpaulin, and entered the bathroom.

The clock showed that it was three o'clock in the morning.

It's already New Year's Day.

"Happy New Year." After coming out of the bathroom, Shen Zui murmured.He was startled, as if a little dazed.

Shen Zui did not return to the bedroom.He curled up on the sofa in the living room, put on a blanket, and opened the script.

Standing in the perspective of "Yu Er", Shen Zui read the story three times.

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes were a little blurred, as if he was being "robbed".

Shen Zui does not write biographies, and rarely takes notes.As for the lines, he never memorized them specifically.

The lines deliberately recited are dead and rigid, and if applied to a character that should be vivid, it is tantamount to obliterating the personality.

Shen Zui made his debut in "Tassel" at the age of 15, and then entered the film school after the art examination.He has studied acting for four years and has acted in many works.

But in essence, the way Shen Zui performs now is no different from when he was 15 years old.

Shen Zui also doesn't like acting.

Of course, he didn't dislike it either.

To him, acting is like a grain of rice in a bowl, a drop of water in a bottle, nothing extraordinary.

It's something he instinctively knows.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Shen Zui felt a little hungry.

He took out an egg and half a corn from the freezer and steamed them in the rice cooker.

While waiting, Shen Zui called Xia Rusen.

Not connected.

Shen Zui did not fight again.He clicked on WeChat and sent Xia Rusen a message, "Teacher, Happy New Year."

On the first day of the new year, intoxicated WeChat is very lively.

All kinds of group blessings came one after another, and even Yan Mingyang sent one.

Shen Zui didn't bother to pay attention to him.

During the Spring Festival, Yan Mingyang will be very busy both in public and in private, and replying to his WeChat at this time is a waste of effort.

Shen Zui intends to get down to business first, and wait until after the audition for "Lost Temperature" after the year, and then tease him.

Staying at home for half a month, Shen Zui's only job every day is to read scripts, and his pastime is also to read scripts.

His right hand has almost recovered, and there are no major obstacles in daily life, but there is still a risk of tearing the wound when practicing knives.

Shen Zui felt a little bored, but was too lazy to go out.

After the Lantern Festival, Baijiu sent a message one day, asking if Chen Zui would like to come out for a dinner and drink.

After the "invitation post" incident at the last reception, Shen Zui added back to Baijiu's WeChat.

He thought about it, but still declined the dinner.

Sister Lu called and said that the audition for "Out of Temperature" was three days away.

Shen Zui was lying on the sofa, thinking of other things in his mind, he hummed lightly.

Sister Lu was a little dissatisfied, "What attitude do you have, are you ready?"

"Boss Yan specifically instructed you, you,"

It's okay not to mention Yan Mingyang, but the feeling of intoxication is even stronger when it is mentioned.

"The audition is fine." Shen Zui was very relieved of his acting skills.He casually responded to Miss Lu with a few words.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Zui stared blankly at the small potted plant next to the sofa.

The potted plant was given by someone else, and Shen Zui didn't know what kind it was, only to see that it had sprouted some small buds in the sun, tender and green.

Shen Zui sighed faintly in his heart, feeling somewhat itchy.

It's been a long time since I met someone worth tempting.

The window period is too long this time.

"It's all the damn Yan Mingyang's fault," Shen Zui thought expressionlessly, "otherwise I would have a relationship within half a month."

Three days later, Pei's house.

The audition location for "Lose Temperature" is in Shanghai, at Pei Yan's home.

Intoxication comes in by itself.He didn't let Sister Lu and An An follow, and the driver stayed outside the door.

Pei Yan and the evil capitalist Yan Mingyang are all in cahoots, so they are naturally worth a lot of money.

There are two buildings in his house, front and back, connected by a courtyard in the middle.

The audition was in the front building, and Shen Zui arrived half an hour earlier than the stipulated time. There were already many people standing in the lobby on the first floor of the front building.

Among them, there were quite a few competitors who were not familiar with them, and they were somewhat surprised when they saw Shen Zui.

Although Yan Mingyang gave hints, the competition for interests is changing rapidly.Shen Zui used to be considered "another circle", he didn't take the initiative to talk to anyone, he stood at an empty door.

After a while, an unfamiliar young man came in from the door carrying a watering pot for flowers.

He was tall and straight, with a look of disappointment in his eyes, but he couldn't hide his determination.

The man walked through the crowd expressionlessly, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Shen Zui is a self-confident dog.

He was sure he had never seen this man before.

Such a good-looking person, once he has seen it, it is impossible to forget it.

Could it be Pei Yanchao's newcomer?

...

Shen Zui was thinking about whether this person might be his competitor, but he saw that this person also looked at him.

He thought for a moment, then said softly, "May I ask who you are?"

"I..." The man didn't seem to want to answer this question.

"Handyman. I've seen your movie." He said seriously.

Shen Zui froze for a moment, the earnestness in those eyes made his heart skip a beat for half a second.

It couldn't have been staged.

The person in front of him is really his fan.

Shen Zui was surprised, "Didn't you come to audition?"

"No." The man smiled and shook his head.He was wearing ordinary home clothes and was carrying a plain kettle in his hand.

At first glance, it seems that they live in Pei Yan's house.

Shen Zui seemed to understand.

"You really don't look like an actor."

The person carrying the kettle chatted with Shen Zui again, and more and more ears were pricked up around him.

Shen Zui has a habit of pretending, deliberately speaking pitifully, as if he came to the interview today to hit his luck.

This is very common in the circle, but that person seems to take it seriously.

He didn't talk much, but he was very sincere, and before he left, he was still encouraging Shen Zui earnestly.

Seeing that tall and straight figure walking into the back building of Pei Yan's house with a kettle in his hand, Shen Zui felt somewhat disappointed in his heart.

It's been a while since he's met anyone worth tempting.

Now that it's so easy to see someone who looks good, it's inevitable that he will pay more attention.

It's all because Yan Mingyang and Pei Yanheng are in the middle, otherwise Shen Zui would definitely be on WeChat today.

The person who carried the kettle today was very nice.

It was the kind of "not bad" that Shen Zui was willing to spend money to treat him to dinner.

Not long after the man left, Shen Zui was called to audition.

The audition process was very ordinary, but Pei Yan's intoxicated eyes were somewhat meaningful.

Shen Zui knew that Pei Yan would definitely guess that there was something tricky at the reception that day.

"Director Pei, are you satisfied with my audition?" After the audition, Shen Zui decided to try again.

"Satisfied, of course." Pei Yan sneered, with an intriguing tone, "You are really the best actor I have ever seen, Shen Zui."

"........."

The results of today's audition will not be announced on the spot, Shen Zui left after the interview.He came out of the front building, and the small courtyard in front of the door was filled with some tenacious flowers and plants in disorder.

He thought of the "man with the kettle" again.

Pity.

Shen Zui sighed in his heart, opened Yan Mingyang's WeChat with his usual expression.

Shen Zui: Brother, I went for an interview today!

Shen Zui: I don't know if Director Pei is satisfied with me [crying] [crying]

Unlike before, this time Yan Mingyang replied within a short while.

He called directly.

"Little Tu." Yan Mingyang's tone was calm.

"Brother!" Shen Zui looked indifferent, but his voice was very excited, "Is this your mobile phone number!"

"Yeah." Yan Mingyang said, "Pei Yan just told me that you are definitely chosen."

"Really!" Shen Zui immediately said happily.

He touched the newly grown skin on his right wrist with his fingertips, and it was incredibly soft.

Shen Zui's eyes were a little cold, revealing unconscious cruelty.

nonsense.

Who else can I choose.

"Prepare well, it will start up soon." Yan Mingyang said.

"Where are you filming?" Shen Zui asked.

Yan Mingyang paused, as if asking the secretary next to him, and then said, "The interior scene is in Hengdian, and the exterior scene is in Chongqing."

"Not in Shanghai..." Shen Zui calmly acted disappointed.

He ignored the driver's terrified expression in the rearview mirror, and continued to say obediently, "Brother, just after the new year, can I visit you tonight?"

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So what... I said before that the official update will start on January 1th, but I forgot that January 5th is Wednesday (as we all know, Wednesday is my rest day)

So the official update will start on January 1th.Bow down and give thanks.