His personality is not good

July NO.20 zero.

The official website has updated with a new update: the Nancheng competition area audition is over, a total of 6 students have received promotion cards, and 15 students are pending. The next stop is the Yucheng competition area.

Trumpets sounded as if over the city.

On this day, Gu Lizhou also got up early to wash up, asked Cao Zhiheng to borrow a car, and planned to personally escort her boyfriend to the audition site.

Good weather with clear skies.

Zhong Weishi stepped into the passenger seat with the unfinished steamed bun in his mouth, and said vaguely, "You can still drive?"

The corners of Gu Lizhou's mouth twitched, "I know a lot of things, and you'll get to know them gradually in the future."

There was a little ambiguity in the eyes with unclear meaning, and for some reason, Zhong Weishi's mind suddenly resurfaced what he said when he had a shameful affair with Gu Lizhou and him.

"Your vision is not very accurate, I know more than that..."

He remembered these words clearly.

He could guess a little bit about what it was, but Gu Lizhou didn't take the initiative to ask for it, so he pretended not to know anything.

They went to pick up Dafei and the others along the way.

The audition was held at the Yucheng Sports Center, and the poster said that it would officially start at nine o'clock.But when they arrived at the game site at 08:30, the gate of the entire sports center was blocked.

Several teams are like a long dragon, mighty and mighty, and the noisy human voice and the sound of audio adjustment can be heard from the underground garage.

There is a giant poster at the door, with "The Power of Idols" printed in big blue characters with a strong sense of design in the center.

At this time, the host of the program group is controlling the field: "Everyone, please be patient, the judges and teachers will arrive soon, please line up in an orderly manner, and receive the number plate on the right hand side. The contestants who have received the number can go to the rest area to sit first. "

"Mistake, why are there so many people?" Qiangzi collapsed when he rushed out of the garage, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have had breakfast."

Zhong Weishi was also very surprised. When he signed up, he never expected such a shocking scene.

On the way, I met several groups of people who jumped in the queue. Two hours passed in this row, and the number 288 was picked up in the middle of the clock.

An auspicious number seems to have some meaning.

The smile on his lips kept spreading.

But with the passage of time, he gradually realized the horror of this game. More than a thousand people had received number plates, and there were only 10 promotion cards in the Yucheng competition area.

It is equivalent to a chance of less than one percent.

Probably in anticipation of the huge number of contestants, the judges also divided into three teams and watched the performance in three rooms.

Just when the number in the host's mouth was close to 288, he suddenly announced that the judges needed to eat, and the audition would continue after half an hour.

Zhong Weishi let out a sigh of relief, but the pre-match tension was still rising.

Gu Lizhou pulled him into the car to rest: "It's still early, you eat your food first, what's the competition when you're hungry."

"I'm a little nervous." Zhong Weishi sighed, "I just heard a few people chatting next to me. They are all students of the Drama Academy, and they all look outstanding."

"You are also outstanding." Gu Lizhou rubbed his hair.

The little thing got up this morning and took a shower on purpose. When he was locked in the car, he could smell a light fragrance.

Zhong Weishi lowered his eyes and picked at the number plate sticker on the hem of his clothes: "Really?"

"Of course!" Gu Lizhou held his face with a smile, "You are the best one in my eyes."

This "Of course" was quite firm, coupled with a moist deep kiss, Zhong Weishi's blood boiled again.

His cheeks were burning hot.

"Let's eat." Gu Lizhou opened the lunch box for him, "Your favorite beef pot stickers, do you want me to feed you?"

"what."

After the flirting eased, the tension reached its peak after the host announced the entry of "287".

Gu Lizhou squeezed his fingertips secretly, "Don't be afraid, it's okay if you can't compare, I'll cook something delicious for you when I get home."

"En!" Zhong Weishi nodded vigorously.

Gu Lizhou thought of something and stopped him: "Don't wink at the judges."

Zhong Weishi chuckled, strode his long legs, and walked through the crowd.

No. 287 is a man in his 30s. Zhong Weishi was standing outside the door waiting, and he could clearly hear the voice introducing himself inside.

Severely flawed Mandarin.

"I'm from Nancheng. I'm 35 years old. I've loved acting since I was a child. Laws has always boasted that I have a suicide note, but the four are relatively poor. Later, I moved bricks in the construction site."

"Okay, please start your performance." The judge was also a man, and his voice sounded a bit old.

"Looks like this. Er, I wanted to play the flute today, but my flute was accidentally crushed on the road."

"Huh?" The judges were surprised.

"Uh, I'm going to sing "Love 100%"."

Zhong Weishi heard the voice of the contestants playing the accompaniment on their mobile phones.

——It's "100% Love" by Jolin Tsai.

He frowned, feeling bad.

"It's okay, it's okay, true love is here, my love, my love, Blue Island is him..."

puff.

This "pop" was made by him and the judges and teachers inside.

"Ding ding ding——" the judges didn't listen and rang the bell.

"Sorry, next one."

Only when Zhong Weishi entered the door did he realize that there were five judges sitting inside, three men and two women, all of whom looked a little old, and behind them were two men holding a camera.

The youngest woman among them was quite friendly, she smiled slightly when she saw him enter the door, and the other four had zombie faces.

"Let me introduce myself," said the young woman.

"My name is Zhong Weishi, I am 23 years old, male...not..." He was a little nervous when he was stared at by the zombie's face, and almost flicked his tongue, "23 years old, from Yucheng."

One of the male judges finally smiled, "Young man, don't be nervous, we don't eat people."

Zhong Weishi took a deep breath and introduced himself again.

The judges turned their pens and said calmly, "Okay, please start your performance."

Zhong Weishi held the microphone in front of him, closed his eyes, and saw Gu Lizhou sitting opposite him with his arms folded.

With a smile on his face, behind him is the mottled wall of the Lanshan apartment, and there is a breeze blowing by his ears from time to time.

His breathing slowed.

Further up, the dark night sky is full of stars.

When Zhong Weishi walked out, his legs were limp.

He doesn't quite remember how he performed, but he only remembers that after the teacher rang the bell, he asked him to introduce himself again.

At that time, he couldn't understand what the judges meant, and he wasn't sure what to say or not, so he stuttered and chatted about his recent experience.

The judges passed their eyes.

Finally, the man sitting in the center handed him a promotion card.

"I hope to see a more exciting performance from you next time." When he said this, a smile appeared on the corner of Zombie's face.

It's kind of kind.

He wept with joy, and returned before rushing out the door. He gave the five people a big hug, and shouted while hugging: "Thank you, teacher judges! —— I will work hard! Thank you for giving me a chance!"

Seeing him come out of the back door with red eyes, Gu Lizhou thought he had been OUT, and looked down to see his right hand tremblingly clutching the promotion card.

Grab that one percent chance.

There were too many people at the scene, no hugs, no kisses.

Gu Lizhou endured all impulses, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, go home and rest, Qiangzi and the others have been waiting for you for a long time."

The audition does not limit the talent display methods of the contestants. Qiangzi and Viagra also plan to make their debut in the form of a combination, performing together, and performing cross-talk.

The ending was as Gu Lizhou expected, the talent show was OUT within 1 minute, and that 1 minute probably contained sympathy.

Qiangzi analyzed the reasons for the failure: "I think the main problem is that our self-introduction was too long, which may have delayed the performance time. I think it takes about 5 minutes for everyone to go in. We just tell the story and it takes 4 minutes."

"But they didn't tell us to stop talking, which shows that they are still very curious about our life experience."

Gu Lizhou curled his lips: "Maybe they think that storytelling is your talent show."

"Oh—" Qiangzi and Viagra looked at each other, and suddenly realized.

What Dafei got was a pending card, that is to say, if a better player appeared, he might be kicked out.

In the evening, a group of people still gathered in 301 for dinner to celebrate Zhong Weishi and Da Fei. Qiang Zi bought several fried chicken, saying that he wanted to find comfort in food.

Da Fei and Zhong Weishi were busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, while Gu Lizhou went downstairs to buy soy sauce.

He remembered that the shower gel at home was about to run out, so he walked along the row of containers for shampoo.

I didn't see the shower gel, but I saw a line of lubricating fluid first.

Without hesitation, he tosses a bottle into the car and pauses again in the condominium area.

Keywords such as ultra-thin, threaded, fun, and freezing point occupied all his sights.

He hadn't studied these things in detail before, only saw that there were flavors to choose from under the box.

Strawberries, lemons, pineapple...

What flavor do the kids like?

He doesn't seem to be picky eater.

A man in his 40s next to him ordered five boxes in one go.

Gu Lizhou seemed to have been inspired, and a box of each flavor came.

While queuing to check out, Cheng Yue happened to call and asked how the game was going.

"The audition is over, you didn't let the judges deliberately let the water go?"

"Do I still need to make this call if the water is released?" Cheng Yue smiled.

"That's good."

The two chatted for a while, and when they were about to hang up, Cheng Yue still hesitated and reminded: "Actually, this job is quite tiring."

Gu Lizhou smiled: "Well, of course I know, which job is not tiring, if he likes it, he will try it first."

Cheng Yue continued: "Many people rushed in with confidence at the beginning, but after only one or two years, all their enthusiasm was consumed by various mental pressures."

"And what he will have to face in the future are things that he can't even imagine now. There are good things, and there must be bad things."

Although Gu Lizhou is not a member of the industry, he can understand the meaning behind his words.

This is the world of capitalism. Artists earn money for the company. If they want to earn money, they have to make sacrifices and have enough psychological endurance to face overwhelming discussions.

In fact, all walks of life have hardships, but the more capital flows, the darker the conflict of interests.

As the saying goes, money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat.

Rough words are not rude.

When a person's free space is continuously compressed, and his words and deeds are infinitely magnified, he can see through human nature and recognize reality.

Will Zhong Weishi still be the original him?

The esoteric philosophical question was interrupted by the voice of the cashier girl: "Buy two bottles of this and get one free. Do you need another bottle?"

Gu Lizhou was taken aback.

What she held in her hand was the slippery fluid he just threw in...

A string of dirty words in English floated through his mind.

Behind Gu Lizhou there were a few people waiting in line to pay the bill, and they all stared at the bottle in the girl's hand with complicated and curious eyes.

It was as if a new continent had been discovered.

"No need." Gu Lizhou put it in the bag in despair.

It felt like my back was on fire.

Will still shop online.

When he returned to the apartment, Qiangzi thought he had bought some snacks, a big bag, and insisted on grabbing them, but Gu Lizhou strangled him to the back.

The sharp-eyed Cao Zhiheng has already seen through the translucent packaging bag, the words "ultra-thin and fit" that make people think.

This traditional old man grumbled in his heart.

After dinner, the sky suddenly began to drizzle.

Qiangzi and the others rushed home and borrowed all the umbrellas in Cao Zhiheng's house.

Zhong Weishi brought a table of dinner plates into the kitchen, raised his hand and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to the highest point, exposing his tight arms.

The clothes belonged to Gu Lizhou, and he picked one up when he opened the closet after taking a shower.

Gu Lizhou has broad shoulders and is one size bigger than him. It doesn't look much different in the closet, but it looks a little looser when worn on the body.

His collar was not buttoned properly, and half of his collarbone was looming.

Gu Lizhou hugged him from behind, resting his chin on his neck, he could feel the slightly protruding bones, and muttered: "Wei Shi."

Zhong Weishi was stunned.

Gu Lizhou seldom called him that. He usually called him a son or a little beast. When he was more intimate, he called him a baby.

The appellation "Wei Shi" is generally used before more formal conversations.

"What are you doing?" Zhong Weishi wiped his hands, turned around and hugged him, and the two wobbled back to the living room.

Gu Lizhou's back was pressed against the back of the sofa, and his lips touched his warm earlobe.

The rain outside the window gradually increased, and there was a crackling sound on the glass window.

Gu Lizhou tightened his arms and kissed him on the lips again, "I just want to hug you."

"Fart straight." Zhong Weishi said.

"Can you tell me why you like this job so much?" Gu Lizhou asked.

Zhong Weishi smiled lightly, "Actually, you might think it's a bit funny to say it. At first, I thought that if I was famous on TV, maybe I could find my parents. It turns out that anger can be expressed in so many ways. Different people say the same line, and it has different effects. I can learn a lot in this line of work every day. In the history of those years, when making martial arts dramas, you can fly in the sky with Wia hanging on your hands!"

Zhong Weishi happily described his experience, "In short, every day is very interesting, I can't think of anything more suitable for my career than this."

"Sounds like something new every day."

"Of course!" Zhong Weishi said, "And my goals are constantly changing. When I get tired of acting as a corpse, I want to be a literary substitute. If I do a lot of literary substitutes, I will try a somewhat technical martial arts substitute. The supporting role of the lines, and then the protagonist... If you have tried it, you will know why I am reluctant to give up."

Gu Lizhou wanted to say that you don't need to be so nervous, and you don't need to work so hard.

I can give you whatever you want, but looking at his burning eyes, I couldn't say anything immediately.

He can empathize with what Zhong Weishi said.

He used to be the same, looking forward to each day with vigor.

Because there are goals, expectations, and motivation... Looking back at the road I have traveled, I am surprised to find my progress. That kind of satisfaction cannot be bought no matter how much money is spent.

Every line has an unknown dark side, but each line has its own fun.

He can't measure the world in Zhong Weishi's eyes with his own eyes.

What Zhong Weishi has experienced and seen is not what Zhong Weishi can really feel when he listens to a few sentences and a few stories.

There is always something to look forward to in life, and only by tasting the ups and downs can you know the taste.

The pleasure you get from playing games must not be as strong as leveling yourself.

If you ask him, do you regret writing after that year?Don't you regret signing for Galaxy Century?Don't you regret giving up your freedom and devote yourself to creation?

His answer was no.

At that time, he would be full of expectations for the unknown, become brave for his ideals, and be extremely surprised by the harvest.

Tomorrow represents infinite possibilities.

He thought that Zhong Weishi ten years later would definitely not regret the decision he made now.

For everything you love, there is nothing to regret.