Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

Under the force of the medicine, Chi Xiaochi fell asleep and dreamed about what happened before he came here.

He's an actor, and he's good at it. At the age of 26, he won two international A-category awards, one male lead and one supporting actor, and three gold trophies for domestic films. He won them all before he turned 25.

However, the entertainment industry is a circle after all.

Ling Nanguo, a first-class photographer in the circle, is a good friend of Sun Guangren, the famous screenwriter who discovered Chi Xiaochi.

The niece of Ling Nanguo's acquaintance wanted to make a play, so she found Chi Xiaochi in such a way.

One is to repay Elder Sun's love, the other is that the location of the drama theater is set in his hometown, and the third is that there is a gap period, Chi Xiaochi promised this task.

When he came to the drama theater, Chi Xiaochi took off his sunglasses: "This theater is still so old, it's dilapidated."

Chi Xiaochi's mouth caused him a lot of trouble. His assistant had already been conditioned to reflex, so he skillfully opened his mouth to help Chi Xiaochi make up for him: "Old and strong, old and strong."

Needless to say, this is the oldest theater in the local area. It also serves as a drama theater and a movie theater. Chi Xiaochi's father took Chi's mother to watch movies when he was young.

As for whether he is firm or not, Chi Xiaochi has the most say.

During the official performance, thanks to the aging decoration, Chi Xiaochi threw a chandelier into the world.

Chi Xiaochi woke up from his dream.

In the dream just now, the time he was hit by the chandelier was infinitely extended.

Lying down in the wreckage of the crystal chandelier, Chi Xiaochi felt like a box of soft drinks that had been smashed open, and his blood jumped out.

Fortunately, it was a dream, and there was no pain.

People in the theater probably didn't expect to see this when they bought tickets. They stood up from their seats one after another, and some people stepped on the stools and took out their mobile phones to shoot.

Chi Xiaochi was lying on the ground, thinking, you can take pictures as much as you want, I will be attached to the photo when I die, and crawl out in the middle of the night to talk about life with you, if you don't scare me to death, I will lose.

He lay on the ground, twisting his neck which he could no longer feel.

The layout design of the old theater is not a small problem. There are several load-bearing pillars that just block the view of the audience behind the pillars. You have to tilt your neck to barely see the stage. Therefore, the price of the seats behind the pillars is much cheaper than other seats.

He saw a pair of ten-year-old brother and sister standing next to the pillar in the southeast corner, looking at him curiously.

Chi Xiaochi opened his eyes wide.

The scene in front of me was blurred and clear, and the faces of the two watching children changed into two half-grown teenagers poking their heads behind the pillar, looking at the sudden accident in confusion and anxiety.

Chi Xiaochi moved his fingers and muttered silently: "...Brother Lou."

The girl still wanted to watch, but the parent behind her shouted, and the boy blocked the girl's eyes from behind and took her away.

Chi Xiaochi's teeth chattered: "Brother Lou, don't go. Don't go."

He didn't know where the strength came from, he struggled half his body out from under the broken lamp, and then woke up.

After waking up, Chi Xiaochi put a slender cigarette in his mouth, did not light it, and pursed his lips.

The system says, "It's 03:30. You've only slept for four hours."

Chi Xiaochi said: "Sleep ass, wake up."

System: "..." It's over, I don't feel enough, I'm already crazy.

Chi Xiaochi suggested: "Order a movie and watch it together."

The system said helplessly, "It's bedtime now."

Chi Xiaochi jumped off the bed: "It will be dawn when I wake up."

System: "..." Well, if you say it's dawn, it's dawn.

Cheng Jian was very thoughtful about his younger brother.

The [-]-square-meter apartment has complete facilities and many thoughtful tips.

For example, there is a sticky note on the wine cabinet: "You can bring friends to drink, you can drink the wine in the lower three compartments, you can drink the wine in the middle two compartments, and the wine in the upper two compartments is my favorite. break your leg."

Chi Xiaochi smiled, tore off all the sticky notes, folded them into a pile, opened his wallet, organized them one by one, and stored them in it.

The system noticed his movements and felt a slight movement in his heart.

In the real world, "The Cape Murder Incident" made Chi Xiaochi famous overnight, but within two months, Chi Xiaochi fell into the quagmire of scandal overnight.

——When Chi Xiaochi's parents were interviewed, they accused him of not supporting them.

When Chi Xiaochi became famous, the internet had just flourished. Everyone had just realized the benefits of online anonymity, but they hadn't yet acquired the awareness to distinguish the authenticity of various information.

Because of his unfilial piety, Chi Xiaochi was scolded to pieces on various BBS and forums, and even became a frequent visitor to various entertainment paper media because of this incident.

At that time, everyone thought that Chi Xiaochi was finished.

But ten months later, Chi Xiaochi starred in the movie "72 Hours of Surprise", which became the dark horse of the year.

Chi Xiaochi, who was sacked from the altar, rose rapidly, and the endorsement that had been cut off gradually returned to spring.

In an interview after "72 Hours" became popular, the host asked about the scandal some time ago.

Chi Xiaochi, who previously refused to publicly mention this matter on any program, made an exception and said: "Since I started earning money, I have sent money to my parents every month. I still have bank statements here."

The host was very surprised: "Then they..."

"My dad gambles." Chi Xiaochi said, "He gambled all the money I got from performing "The Cape". I plugged the hole for him, but he still gambled and asked me to act in "72 Hours" How much money can I get. I rejected them and said that I would pay them monthly in the future, but they... seemed not satisfied."

Speaking of this, Chi Xiaochi paused in good time to allow the host and the audience time to think and ruminate.

The host was just asking casually, and never expected to get a reply from Chi Xiaochi, let alone the truth, "Then why didn't you explain?"

"I was filming during that time." Chi Xiaochi smiled, but his expression was indifferent and calm that he shouldn't have at that age, "Besides, everyone seems to be very happy to see negative news about celebrities. At that time, someone will listen to the explanation." Am I talking?"

No wonder people who hated Chi Xiaochi blacked him out.

Not everyone can endure ten months of insults before lightly playing this one-hit-killing Wang Bo.

Not everyone is able to do this, dare to lightly expose the old bottom of the parents who gave birth to them in front of the public.Don't talk about difficulties, don't talk about kindness, just talk about facts.

Even Chi Xiaochi's parents didn't expect that their son could do such an amazing job.

If you don't move, you're done. If you move like a thunder, if you make a move, there is no room for change.

Overnight, the public opinion completely reversed, Li Kou Sanbi changed direction and attacked Chi Xiaochi's parents.

During the whole process, no one instructed 19-year-old Chi Xiaochi how to deal with this matter.

However, it took him ten months to successfully cut off the connection with his family. Since then, his parents have no face and no courage to pester him.

But in this confrontation, there are still many unresolved issues.

After six years, Chi Xiaochi appeared on the same talk show again, and the host was still the host of that year.

She asked him: "July, have you ever thought about what happened to your parents back then? If there hadn't been "72 Hours of Surprise", how would your film and television career go in the future? Will it just stay silent?"

July is Chi Xiaochi's English name.

Chi Xiaochi, who was wearing a turtleneck sweater, leaned on the side of the soft sofa with one elbow, and said with a smile, "No. There is no "72 Hours", but there are also "36 Hours" and "24 Hours."

After six years of precipitation, Chi Xiaochi is like this high-end sweater that is slightly worn on him, alienated, indifferent, and has an indelible precious texture.

The hostess looked at him appreciatively: "Are you so confident?"

Chi Xiaochi replied: "Because it's me, so there is."

Before Chi Xiaochi's two sleeping pills expired, 061 just made up his talk show here.

Seeing through Chi Xiaochi's cheerful and easy-going expression, 061 saw "Cheng Yuan" who was sitting in the porridge shop a few days ago, wrapped in a somewhat old down jacket, quietly biting the side of a steamed bun.

At that time, his eyes were very gentle, mixed with a little soft and helpless bewilderment.

061 felt a little numb when he thought of that look.

He obviously cares about family affection, but why did he go to that point in running his own family?

Of course Chi Xiaochi was not responsible for answering his questions.

He fiddled with the big projector in the living room, went to squeeze another glass of carrot juice, curled up on the sofa, and fiddled with the remote control while drinking.

He said: "It's been a long time since no one has watched a movie with me."

Before 061 could speak, Chi Xiaochi said, "Oh, you are not human."

061: "..." That's right.

Chi Xiaochi: "Alright. What do you want to see?"

061: "Listen to you."

Chi Xiaochi smiled: "Oh, you are quite considerate. This tone is like doting on your girlfriend. You should be quite popular with your AI."

061: "It's okay."

061 There is nothing wrong with these words.He has a gentle personality, and is always regarded as an emotional trash can by other AIs. He is indeed very popular.

He quickly added: "But the overall system does not set an intimacy mode for AI. There is only pure friendship between us AI."

Chi Xiaochi tapped the buttons on the remote control to choose a movie: "I really don't want to pursue it. You can create conditions without conditions. Don't you have 0 and 1?"

061:"……"

He reacted for a moment, and then felt that his ears and heart had been stained.

Chi Xiaochi chose a horror movie, and dimmed the light in the living room.

At the beginning, the system reminded him: "Turn down the sound effect, it's still time to sleep, don't disturb the neighbors."

"The sound insulation here is very good." Chi Xiaochi didn't care, "Unless I move to another place to drill diamond oil here, no one will complain."

He was full of words, but when the horror music started, Chi Xiaochi immediately lowered the volume from 40 to 20.

After watching for 2 minutes, Chi Xiaochi's teeth began to chatter.

061: "...are you afraid?"

Chi Xiaochi: "Nonsense."

061: "...Afraid you will still watch it?"

Chi Xiaochi covered his eyes with a cup: "I'll only watch it if I have someone to accompany me."

The system sighed, and couldn't quite understand this mentality of getting more and more afraid.

But he still made fine adjustments to the constant temperature system in Chi Xiaochi's body, and adjusted the amount of cold sweat to prevent him from feeling uncomfortable.

For the next hour and a half, the system became Chi Xiaochi's real-time announcer.

"The ghost hasn't come out, don't worry, open your eyes... I won't lie to you."

"According to this rhythm, the heroine will be fine when she turns her head, and the ghost will come out when she turns around again, so close your eyes."

With his eyes opening and closing, and then closing and opening, Chi Xiaochi fell asleep on the sofa.

The system softly said: "Wake up, go back to bed and sleep, sleeping on the sofa is easy to catch a cold."

Chi Xiaochi snorted, turned over, and curled up with the thin blanket.

061: "...Alas."

After a while, a black shadow appeared in front of the sofa.

The tall young man in white and black trousers bent down and hugged Chi Xiaochi and the blanket into his arms.

Chi Xiaochi froze all over, and quickly opened his eyes.

061 was a little embarrassed, but after Chi Xiaochi stared at him for a while, he closed his eyes again.

Chi Xiaochi thought, he was dreaming again, this time it was a good dream.

You can't ask Brother Lou to find himself and find him, or he will leave again.

061 waited for a while, and found that Chi Xiaochi seemed to be asleep again, and then slowly carried him into the bedroom.

Chi Xiaochi's little life is quite nourishing, but Yang Baihua's side is very disturbed.

Returning home exhausted, but there was no hot soup or rice, only cold pots and stoves, Yang Baihua felt even more unhappy.

He moved directly to that hair Xiao's house?Just so impatient?Don't even have time to talk to yourself?

Yang Baihua was very tired. He felt that his enthusiasm for Cheng Yuan had gradually diminished recently, and even his interest in the bed was lacking. He often felt sleepy and numb when he was still in the shower. How could he have time to spend with him?

He is so busy with work, but young master Cheng Yuan has never learned to be considerate of others.

Yang Baihua did not look for Cheng Yuan.

According to his experience, Cheng Yuan is often the one who can't hold his breath, anyway, he will call soon to reconcile with him.

However, his parents have been here for three or four days, and he hasn't waited for Cheng Yuan's explanation.

When he took his parents out for dinner, he said very little, and kept rubbing the leather cover of the steering wheel with his fingers.

Yang's father and Yang's mother sat in the back seat, and his cousin Yang Xiaoyan sat in the co-pilot.

After sitting for several days, the two elders are still not new to this car. Yang's mother is studying the film on the window: "My boy, after putting this thing on, I really can't see the inside from the outside."

Yang Baihua came back to his senses, nodded and smiled, "Yes."

Yang Xiaoyan was wearing bright red nail polish, her makeup and clothes were very fashionable.

Her cell phone ran out of battery, so she borrowed Yang Baihua's cell phone to play, and curled her lips silently upon hearing this.

... the soil turtle.

She checked Weibo for a while, replied to a few fans' messages, and clicked in and out of Yang Baihua's various mobile apps.

Out of gossip, she secretly poked open Yang Baihua and Cheng Yuan's chat history, flipped through a few pages, and saw three songs that Cheng Yuan sent over a few days ago, marked demo1, 2, and 3 respectively.

Yang Xiaoyan also occasionally writes some ditty tunes, and of course she is very interested in the works of her little brother Cheng, just click and play with your fingertips.

When the music echoed in the carriage without warning, Yang Baihua's scalp almost exploded.

He wanted to take the phone away, but he was driving, and he was afraid that his parents would suspect him if he moved too much, so he had to do it in a hurry, with cold sweat pouring out of his palms.

On the other side, Yang Xiaoyan was delighted to hear it.

She could tell that this wasn't a finished demo, it was just in its infancy, but the melody was quite creative and skillful, and it was humming with a small voice, which was very exciting.

Yang Baihua said with a cold face: "Don't play music indiscriminately, it will waste data."

Yang Xiaoyan rolled her eyes and came up with an idea: "This is written by brother Cheng?"

Yang Baihua's expression changed, and he winked at Yang Xiaoyan.

Yang Xiaoyan looked at him with bright eyes, pretending not to understand.

Yang Baihua cursed secretly.

This question really caught the attention of the Yang family's parents.

Father Yang asked, "Xiao Cheng? Your brother's friend?"

Yang Xiaoyan replied first: "Yeah, didn't I tell you guys? He is a good friend of my brother, who is in music."

Yang Baihua's palms were sweating so much that he felt a little slippery when holding the steering wheel.

When she heard the word "good friend", Yang's mother still had some expectations, but when she heard "musician", Yang's mother's drooping mouth turned down, making a disdainful expression, which was similar to Yang Xiaoyan's expression just now There are similarities but the same results.

"Children, listen to my mother's words, don't hang out with this kind of people who don't have a serious job. You are different from these people. You are a college student who has been admitted to college and passed the exam step by step. You are the proud son of heaven. This kind of art Yes, many of them are punks, they have nowhere to go to learn art, and they have no future."

Yang Baihua didn't speak, but Yang Xiaoyan snatched Bai again: "Brother Cheng's family is rich, so what does it matter if he likes to study?" She turned her head and acted like a spoiled child to Yang Baihua, "Brother, don't you?"

Embarrassed, Yang Ma looked at Yang Baihua.

Yang Baihua followed his mother's words: "It's just writing and singing casually, there's no big future."

Yang's mother regained her face, said "ho", and turned to Xiaoyan: "Did you hear that, rich people do these things."

Xiaoyan pretended not to hear, and fiddled with Yang Baihua's cell phone, the more she listened, the more excited she became.

She tentatively asked Yang Baihua: "Brother Cheng wrote this casually too? Like before, didn't you intend to sell it?"

Yang Baihua was eager to end this topic, so he honked the horn vigorously, and replied in a deep voice, "His family is rich, and he earns a lot of income from selling songs. Besides, he is not happy to have music and money related."

Now Yang Xiaoyan felt relieved.

She quietly picked out two of the three demos, forwarded them to her WeChat, and moved her fingers to quickly and silently delete the forwarding records on Yang Baihua's phone.