Confessions of a retired star

On the night of August 25th, the filming progressed to the scene where Zhu Shisi and Fang Ting played each other, that is, the postman returned to Fake after being beaten by his accomplices. Under his clumsy comfort, Fake's cell phone rang.

This is a call from the creditor. The creditor ordered Fake to go to a teahouse to find him. The postman delivered Fake to the destination. He watched "she" go upstairs. After 10 minutes, Fake came down with disheveled clothes and disheveled hair. .

The postman asked Fake what happened. Fake said nothing was wrong, and the creditor touched it twice. The postman knew that Fake was lying, so he rushed to the teahouse to find the creditor to explain, but in a blink of an eye, Fake stood in the traffic flow and tried to commit suicide.

The postman rushed to the road and rescued Fake. The two fell to the side of the road and fell into pieces of shit. Fake cried and laughed wildly. The postman took Fake away and took "her" away from the busy city until they walked to the river. abandoned park.

Zhu Shisi's previous audition was for the scene where he rushed down from the teahouse and rushed into the traffic to commit suicide. He prepared several ways to deal with this scene, and he acted in dozens of each. It didn't produce the desired effect.

"I always feel that something is missing. Why don't I have Fang Ting's amazing explosive power..." Zhu Shisi wondered after watching the playback on the director's monitor.

"It's true that there is no proper explosion. Your performance is too heavy and not natural enough," Wei Pengpeng said very directly, "I can praise your performance now, but if you want to win an award, let's not talk about nominations. Nominations are You can definitely be nominated, if you want to win an award, you have to study the psychology of fakes, it’s okay, go back and have a good rest, come back at night, let’s work slowly and carefully.”

After leaving the film crew, the sky was already bright. These days, the day and night have been turned upside down, and all the energy has been devoted to acting. When he was about to get home, Zhu Shisi realized that his mobile phone had already been turned off because of the dead battery.

He found a mobile power bank to charge it up, and the phone turned on automatically after a few minutes, and then hundreds of messages poured in like a flood, they came from artists, partners, reporters, public relations, etc... one after another The notification sound turned into a long and sharp piercing whistle. In the information stream that was constantly pushed and swiped away, Zhu Shisi only saw three words clearly——

Mu Di, chop off his finger, commit suicide.

Five nights ago, when the Beatles were about to drive out of the side door of Liuguang Entertainment Headquarters, Yin Bing turned on the music in the car.

The melody sounded, it was the song of SMASH, Yan Yu realized that it was terrible, but a person flashed out from the front of the car, Yin Bing immediately pulled the handbrake, Yan Yu also stepped on the brake, the two ran down, a person who was as thin as a piece of paper Falling down in front of the car, Yan Yu pushed aside the man's bangs, it turned out to be Mu Di.

"What are you doing? It's so dangerous, are you hurt?"

Yan Yu knelt down to check Mu Di's body, and Mu Di stood up slowly by himself, avoiding Yan Yu's hand unnaturally.

"I wasn't hurt, I just touched it lightly. I'm sorry Captain, I was just distracted and didn't see the car coming."

"You're too weak, you'll fall if you touch it lightly?" Yan Yu looked Mu Di up and down, and he was wearing an ill-fitting dress again, "You just got off work? Have you eaten yet? Why didn't I just get off work at the company?" see you?"

"I'm in the finance department..." Mu Di lowered his head and stroked his big sleeves with his fingers.

"Why? Are you short of money?"

"No...something," Mu Di stepped back and nodded apologetically to Yin Bing, "Senior, captain, I'm sorry, I'm leaving first."

Mu Di limped out of the side door, and Yan Yu and Yin Bing also got into the car.

"This Mu Di, tsk, I have worked with him for nine years, and I don't understand him."

The car drove out of the headquarters and turned across a street. Yin Bing patted Yan Yu's shoulder: "Look over there."

Yan Yu followed Yin Bing's line of sight, and there was a hunchbacked middle-aged man standing on the street, his facial features were somewhat similar to Mu Di's, his face was bruised and swollen, and he was smoking a cigarette under the street lamp.

"Why do you feel that this person is waiting for Mu Di? Nothing will happen, right?" Yin Bing guessed.

"That man is his father! His name is Mu Youyou, I've met him a few times." Yan Yu glanced out the window, turned the steering wheel and drove to another road, "It's hard to manage other people's housework..."

Five days later in the afternoon, Yan Yu stood outside the ward with his head in his arms, while the travel-stained Zhu Shisi passed through many reporters, squeezed out the crowd, and rushed to Yan Yu.

The two looked at each other, Zhu Shisi turned and ran into the ward, Yan Yu held him back.

"He was rescued just now... resting."

"What the hell happened?"

"I don't know... Maybe it has something to do with his dad, it's all because I didn't care about him that night," Yan Yu scratched his hair remorsefully, "Maybe if I stop the car and ask a few more questions, he won't cut his wrists. "

"I'll go in and see."

Zhu Shisi pushed open the door, and the nurse inside saw him, explained the things to pay attention to and went out.

The facilities in the ward are very good. It is a single room. Mu Di sleeps there like a flat piece of white paper. His knuckle-protruding wrist is stuck to the gauze, and the back of his hand full of blue blood vessels is stuck with pinholes. Zhu Shisi silently guards him He didn't leave the bed carefully until the infusion bag bottomed out in the evening.

Layer after layer of people surrounded outside, more than when he first came, Yan Yu called the nurse under Zhu Shisi's greeting, after changing Mu Di's medicine, Zhu Shisi sat down again Beside the bed, continue to watch Mu Di.

He hasn't slept since yesterday afternoon. It was getting late, and he would inevitably get sleepy after sitting for too long, so he lay down beside Mu Di's pillow without knowing it.

In a daze, Zhu Shisi heard someone calling him in a low voice, and he woke up instantly.

"Brother Si..."

Mu Di struggled to stretch out his other hand from under the quilt, and slowly stuck it to Zhu Shisi's face. This hand was wrapped in thick gauze, and the little finger was obviously missing. In the strong smell of medicine, Zhu Shisi's eye sockets It was red, he wanted to grab Mu Di's hand, but he was afraid of hurting him, so he could only hold his arm carefully, tears kept falling.

"If there is any difficulty, let's solve it together...why do such a stupid thing..."

"Brother Si, don't cry...I didn't do anything stupid," Mu Di curled up four fingers with difficulty, and gently wiped away Zhu Shisi's tears, "I did a right thing instead, cough, cough Keke..."

Zhu Shisi was afraid that Mu Di would be infected if the gauze was wet with tears, so he sniffed and put his hand back: "Stop talking now, have a good rest."

"I didn't betray you," Mu Di pulled a trembling smile on his weak gray face, "Brother Si, come closer, my voice is quiet..."

Zhu Shisi leaned over and put his ear to Mu Di.

"Be careful, someone is going to punish you... Although, although I didn't betray you, I can't protect you. I'm sorry, Brother Si..."

"Don't talk about this, how did you come to this point? I'm really confused," Zhu Shisi squeezed the white sheet tightly, "I'm so disappointed in myself, I pretend to be an older brother but I don't understand your pain at all. What the hell are you doing?"

Mu Di looked blankly at the snow-white ceiling: "It's not your fault, Brother Si, I deliberately kept it from you... My things are too dirty..."

"Then can I help you get rid of them? I don't care what you have done, I just care that you are safe and happy."

Zhu Shisi's eager eyes flickered in Mu Di's peripheral vision, and Mu Di shed tears silently. The water droplets blurred Zhu Shisi's figure, some slipped down his cheeks, and some poured down into his nose and mouth.

"Brother Si must know..."

"I want to help you."

"After knowing that I'm dirty and cheap, will you consider me a good friend..."

"I will, you don't use such words to describe yourself."

"That's good," Mu Di's tears showed a slight smile, "Go to my house, the spare key is under the flower pot at the door... There is a mobile phone hidden in the pillowcase, the password is the day of our debut, cough cough... ...the diary in the memo, you will understand after reading it..."

Mu Di explained slowly, when the nurse came in.

"Someone sent over a severed finger, ready for surgery, family members please stay away."

"Is the success rate of taking it back high?" Zhu Shisi asked.

"I'm not sure about this, please go out first."

Zhu Shisi went out under Mu Di's relentless gaze. There were some bodyguard-like people standing in the corridor. The number of reporters and onlookers was much smaller, and finally it was not so noisy.

He went straight to Yan Yu, not noticing the man standing beside him.

"I have something to do and I have to go first. I'll let Guo Xi replace you later, and you hold on for another half an hour."

"Ah."

Yan Yu nodded listlessly, the man sideways blocked Zhu Shisi's way, Zhu Shisi first lowered his eyes to see the dried blood on his fingers, raised his head, and happened to meet the right eye pierced by the scar.

"Please stay," the man said with a little fatigue in his steady voice, "how's the situation inside?"

The reflection on the lens flickered for a moment, and he tilted his head irritably, ignoring the man, turned around and walked to the other side of the passage.

"Hey, don't be like this," Yan Yu called Zhu Shisi back, "He was the one who found out that Mu Di committed suicide and sent him to the hospital, be more polite."

Zhu Shisi looked back at the man, and then at Yan Yu: "Your memory is really not very good."

After leaving the inpatient department, the entrance of the building was completely surrounded. Zhu Shisi thought the reporter had left, but he was driven outside. Seeing him coming out, a large group of people swarmed up.

"Is Mu Di out of danger now? Can you tell everyone about the inside story of his suicide?"

"It is said that Mu Di hired a group of bodyguards. With his income level, why can he afford such a high standard of expenses?"

"May I ask if you and Yan Yu broke up or the partnership has expired? Can you explain the rumors about cohabiting with the actor Fang?"

The noisy and annoying questions hit Zhu Shisi one by one from left to right, and he couldn't move a step. The wall of people surrounded him tightly in the center, making him breathless.

Suddenly, a yellow head squeezed into the middle of the reporters in the front row, and then two, three, four, a group of young people in strange clothes came out of the crowd one after another, either with scary big flower tattoos or with explosive hair. Braided, dressed exaggeratedly, it's not easy to provoke at first glance, the leader's yellow head gave an order, and the group pushed aside the surrounding obstacles, gathered together, and forcibly separated into a road.

"Go, the boss is waiting for you outside."

The yellow-headed Ah Tiao patted Zhu Shisi on the shoulder and pushed him out of the crowd. The rest of the social youths stopped those who tried to chase Zhu Shisi, trapping these annoying reporters and onlookers in place.