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An Xuan didn't speak.

Shen Yuanshu looked up at the sky: "You don't believe me."

An Xuan shook her head: "No." He said quietly: "It's just envy."

Shen Yuanshu murmured: "Are you envious? There is nothing to be envious of. You work continuously throughout the year. If you get some grades, people will praise your manager for having good resources; if there is a problem with the performance, others will call you a vase. They say they like you." People who chase cars until you have a car accident; people who really hate you, they can scold your ancestors for eight generations when you drink saliva..."

An Xuan knew that Shen Yuanshu would have misunderstood, but he did not correct it, but asked curiously: "Then why are you an artist?"

Shen Yuanshu smiled, with an imperceptible madness on his face: "Because I want others to see me."

He didn't say anything more.But An Xuan felt that she had guessed it.Seeing them crying and laughing for themselves, fascinated by themselves... Many celebrities will be obsessed with this feeling.Shen Yuanshu is a person who has a radiant aura wherever he walks, even if others don't recognize him, it's hard to ignore him.

Some people are born to eat a bowl of rice.

Shen Yuanshu looked at An Xuan: "What about you?"

An Xuan thought for a while: "I don't know." He looked at the shadow of the tree, and said slowly: "At first, I just danced. Later... I was admitted to the dance academy, danced too hard, and suffered a stress fracture. I danced. Since elementary school art... and because of some things, the culture class was delayed. I can't dance, and I will have nothing to eat in the future. I have no choice but to take the entrance examination of the Film and Television Academy..." He murmured: "If you insist on talking , In fact, I just want to have something to eat."

Shen Yuanshu looked at him probingly: "But I think you quite enjoy the performance."

An Xuan lowered her eyes and said to herself, "Are you enjoying it?"

Shen Yuanshu said bluntly: "Your emotions in the play... are very direct." He tilted his head: "Acting is fun, right? I also think, after all, sometimes it's much more enjoyable to be someone else than to be yourself."

An Xuan's heart skipped a beat.After a long time, he said hoarsely, "What about you?"

Shen Yuanshu was not very happy: "I play everyone as myself, it's not that fun."

An Xuan was silent for a while, and said seriously: "Actually...every character is inseparable from the person who plays him. It's just more or less. After all, people..." He slowly said: "People are very complicated." He looked at Shen Yuanshu: "Your play is better than you think. You have talent. I... I really think so."

Shen Yuanshu smiled: "You only praised me for the sake of the red envelope?"

An Xuan's eyes widened: "You..."

Shen Yuanshu patted his arm lightly: "Thank you for your hard work, you have been leading me to act."

An Xuan felt relieved: "I thought..."

"How come." Shen Yuanshu yawned: "My money is also in exchange for my life." He looked at An Xuan frankly: "When it's finished, let's have a drink together when you have time... You don't want to drink If so, you can have a meal."

An Xuan nodded.

Shen Yuanshu threw the cigarette on the ground and stamped it out, looked at An Xuan: "Will you go back and drink with them?"

An Xuan shook her head, put out the cigarette butts on the iron railing, then wrapped up both cigarette butts and threw them into the trash can.

Shen Yuanshu stretched his waist a lot: "Let's go together, I'm sleepy too."

The two walked towards the parking place together, rounded the corner, and suddenly saw a few people surrounded by a car on the side of the road.The leader put down the phone, a little helpless: "This is troublesome, and it's not easy to take a taxi. We have to wait for a while." Turning around, he happened to see Shen Yuanshu and An Xuan face to face.

Shen Yuanshu said kindly: "Hey, Teacher Feng. What's the matter?"

Feng Chang is the actor who plays the old emperor in the play.Actors of that generation have different habits from young stars, and they only have an assistant carrying a bag by their side.At present, there is no better solution than ordinary people when encountering such a car breakdown.He said helplessly: "I went out for dinner with my friends, and the car broke down."

The few people with him are all older actors, and they probably came out to get together during the Chinese New Year.Although Shen Yuanshu didn't necessarily like them in his heart, he was always very kind on the surface: "Either take my car back? You can almost sit down if you squeeze."

It's cold at night, so it's not easy to take a taxi at this time.Feng Chang pushed the boat along with the current and hurriedly thanked him, completely unable to see the indifference towards Shen Yuanshu before.

Shen Yuanshu said hello to several actors, and finally led them to his car.After walking a few steps, he suddenly realized that there was nothing around him. Looking back, An Xuan was standing there without moving.

He walked over: "what's the matter?"

An Xuan's voice became hoarse, and she shook her head lightly: "It's nothing, I'm a little dizzy after drinking too much."

This is a lie.

Zheng Dajiang is also there.

Shen Yuanshu looked at him probingly for a moment, but finally said nothing, but gently put his arms around An Xuan, and brought him to his side.

Shen Yuanshu's nanny car was very big, but it was cramped with five or six people suddenly, and it was a bit cramped.An Xuan and Shen Yuanshu got into the car last and sat in the corner near the door.

Actors who couldn't hit eight poles got together under such circumstances, and had to find something to talk about.However, they are not very familiar with each other, and the only thing they can talk about is drama. The filming of "Chasing the Deer" is now halfway through the filming process. Everyone knows what the team looks like, even if they don't talk to each other.Some people speak more directly because of their age and the way of acting does not coincide with Shen Yuanshu's.

Shen Yuanshu remained calm, and responded a few words without pain.Others can say whatever they want, but he can't.He joined the group with funding, and when he was exposed later, he said behind his back that the team was not good, and whether the circle should be messed up.

No matter young or old, anyone who can understand in this circle must be someone who has been around for years.Seeing Shen Yuanshu practicing Tai Chi, Feng Chang focused his attention on An Xuan's head.To An Xuan, his attitude was much more sincere than to Shen Yuanshu. He first praised An Xuan for his steadfastness, and then asked him what plays he had acted in before.

They are all non-mainstream and messy dramas. Of course, the old actors with both virtue and skill have never heard of them.However, Feng Chang seemed to like An Xuan very much, and said a lot of words of encouragement to him.While chatting, an elderly actress next to her suddenly asked, "Have you acted in "Once Upon a Time in the Old City"?"

It was a movie that An Xuan starred in when Zou Jianguo was still there many years ago.He's just a small character in it.Moreover, the blacksmith's makeup is very rustic, and it can be said that he is completely different from An Xuan himself.An Xuan froze for a moment, then nodded.

Now several people cheered up and praised the actress for her poisonous eyes.Then I felt that it was a pity that the movie could not be released in China.During the conversation, he also showed a little regret for An Xuan.At this moment, Zheng Dajiang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "Which company are you in now?"

An Xuan's hand was quietly clenched.He lowered his eyes and whispered, "A small company."

Zheng Dajiang took out a business card and said sincerely: "If you don't dislike it, we can chat later."

An Xuan didn't move.Feng Chang urged: "Hurry up, Teacher Zheng is going to support the younger generation."

An Xuan took a breath imperceptibly, and took the business card.

Zheng Dajiang looked at him: "The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. If you have ambitions, art is a lifetime. Do art, you have to suffer a little bit. But for art, it is worthwhile to pay a little more. Take your time, Don't be impatient."

An Xuan suddenly raised her eyes and looked directly at Zheng Dajiang: "Mr. Zheng thinks, for the sake of art, you can do anything?"

He had been speaking in a low voice, and when he asked such a question suddenly, everyone was surprised.

Zheng Dajiang was also very surprised, but he still said sternly: "Of course. People of our generation are used to suffering. But children today may have a different concept. But I still think that you There is hope. You see, at least the conditions for filming are much better now than we used to be, right? But you are still young, and when you have more experience, you will be better than others..."

An Xuan listened to his talk and stopped talking.

In the second half of the journey, several older people were chatting together, and Shen Yuanshu leaned against the car door, seemingly dozing off.

Finally arrived at the hotel, everyone got out of the car.As a junior, Shen Yuanshu sent people out one by one by the car door.Zheng Dajiang came down last, shook hands with Shen Yuanshu, and then extended his hand to An Xuan.

An Xuan didn't reach out her hand, but raised the corner of her mouth: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, my hands are covered in sweat."

Zheng Dajiang put down his hands, and said tolerantly: "It's nothing." He took a few steps outside, and suddenly turned around: "When did you start acting?"

An Xuan said quietly: "When I was in college."

Zheng Dajiang nodded, smiled at An Xuan, and left.

An Xuan watched his figure disappear at the door of the hotel from a distance, her body shook slightly involuntarily.A hand was stretched out beside Leng Buding.Shen Yuanshu supported his arm, frowned and said, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

An Xuan felt cold all over, and the warmth from Shen Yuanshu's palm was still transmitted to his skin through the thick coat.For a moment, he was almost humble, hoping to get a hug from the people around him.Shen Yuanshu would not reject him, definitely not.He knew what that person was thinking.

He is so cold.

Shen Yuanshu still looked at him worriedly: "Is there something wrong with Zheng Dajiang?"

wrong.Of course not.A voice roared in An Xuan's heart: Everything he said was a lie!Every sentence!

But in the end, An Xuan didn't say anything.He avoided Shen Yuanshu's hand, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, I'm going back."

Shen Yuanshu looked at him: "If you don't want to be alone, you can stay in my room for a while."

An Xuan looked up at him.Shen Yuanshu patted his back, and rubbed his palms on his spine a few times, his voice was low and seductive: "Just sit down, drink a glass of water, and chat."

Unexpectedly, An Xuan took a step back suddenly, turned her face away, and covered her mouth.

He closed his eyes in pain.

After a while, Shen Yuanshu hesitated and said, "What the hell are you..."

An Xuan straightened up and said hoarsely, "It's okay, thank you. I'm going back."

The light in the room was dim, An Xuan turned on the faucet and retched for a while, but nothing came out.Finally, he washed his face with cold water and looked at himself in the mirror.

The person in the mirror has a gray and broken face.

He used to think he was getting better.In the gentle embrace of her adoptive mother, in Xia Mengyang's bright smile, in Yanjing's blue and clear autumn.

That could be fake.

Like so many times before, he still felt that he was never, ever, going to get better.