After rebirth, the president resigned and became the actor

There are a lot of unfinished buildings in the East District. It is dark at night, and there are usually few windows with light.

At this moment, a circle of police cars and ambulances surrounded one of the buildings, with red lights flashing, attracting attention, which can be called Lousheng's highlight moment.

Gu Zhuozhao and Wen Yue went directly to the rooftop.

The door was broken and wide open, and the night wind poured into the corridor, making a whining sound.

Wang Xuchen was talking to a police car, and sat decadently on the cement stone platform.

Gu Zhuozhao and Wen Yue approached, and saw that his hair was messed up in a creative way, with his bloodshot eyes and stubbled chin, his downfall was almost written on his face.

"Wen Yue, Xiao Gu." Seeing the two of them, Wang Xuchen rubbed his face vigorously, stood up, and said to the policeman, "My friend."

"Are you a friend? Register your information." The little policeman said coldly.

Although it was hot and dry during the day, and the evening wind was very cool due to the temperature difference between day and night, Wang Xuchen only wore a short-sleeved T-shirt.

Wen Yue made a registration, took off his coat and threw it to Wang Xuchen.

Wang Xuchen received it and said thank you tiredly.

"How is the person?" Wen Yue asked.

Wang Xuchen shook his head: "He wasn't dead when the ambulance came."

I often looked at them and added: "The injured were lucky. They hit the awning and hung on the balcony several times. They are now being rescued in the hospital."

Wang Xuchen sighed again: "I really... well, I really don't know."

He plucked his hair irritably: "If I knew, I wouldn't come."

Wen Yue asked: "What's going on?"

The matter was not complicated to say the least, Wang Xuchen recovered for a while, and narrated the process for the fifth time tonight.

This director and Gu Zhuozhuo had a relationship once, and it was the one who asked Wang Xuchen to invest in the morning tea shop that Director Yan liked.

Holding a script that must not be screened in China, he humbly asked everyone he knew in his circle to make this investment that was destined to lose money.

Most people avoided him when they saw him, refused to go to the appointment, and had a meal with him symbolically, maintaining the "friend" relationship on the surface.

Wang Xuchen turned out to be the one who had the deepest conversation with him.

For a time he thought he saw hope.

"International awards are not easy to win, it's not that easy," Wang Xuchen sneezed, wrapped Wen Yue's coat tighter, and continued: "I told Sun Qing about this situation, and he agreed. Yes, I thought it was over. But two months later he came to me again and asked for money."

Gu Zhuozhuo didn't know what to say, and he panicked.Weeds grew in the crevices of the stone slabs, and they were stepped on by the shoulder police who were investigating the traces, causing them to fall to and fro.

He touched Wen Yue's hand quietly, wanting to make sure if his shirt would be cold.

The temperature from his fingertips was slightly cold, not ice, and just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Wen Yue held it back.

"Don't be afraid." Wen Yue turned his head and whispered.

Gu Zhuozhuo suddenly felt more at ease.

"I used to shoot a lot of messy literary films. Some of them had no money to act in, and the actors had to pay out of their own pockets. Sun Qing asked me for money, but I definitely wouldn't give it." Wang Xuchen said: "There was no way for those in the past. They were all filmed, and everyone couldn't disband on the spot. I couldn't use the money to waste money on a group that didn't have a frame, and I didn't do it either."

"Sun Qing was rejected by me, and asked me several times one after another, and then he fell silent. Today he suddenly called me over, saying that he has something important for me. I am going to Songchun Tower, with you guys For dinner, it’s okay to take a detour, so I’m here.”

He sighed deeply.

"How could I have thought that he was going to jump off the building, and even threw the script to me, saying it was something important."

"And then?" The policeman had been writing down something in his notebook, and now he asked him seriously: "Throw it to you, did you read it? When did he express his wish to jump off? What else did he say?"

"I pulled it out to take a look, and he saw it from there, through that gap? Jump down. I can't react at all!" Wang Xuchen roared: "Try pulling one!? What should I do? What can I do? manage!"

Wen Yue went over to pull him, and Gu Zhuozhuo looked at the gap that he said he had just jumped into.

This building is unfinished, and even the protective net is carelessly installed.

He approached, leaned slightly to look down, and could indeed see a section of awning with scratches on the edge.If you go down, you can't see clearly. There are many people around the [-]th floor of this building.

And the file bag that Wang Xuchen just mentioned was placed on the ground next to it, and it should have been untouched since the accident.

Gu Zhuozhuo squatted down, and found that the upper thread was loose, and a small part of the paper inside slipped out, and the words could not be seen.The bag itself still belonged to a certain sales center, and it looked shabby from the inside out.

He didn't reach out to touch, the night wind blew his bangs, and he sighed slowly for a long time.

Over there, Wang Xuchen's nerves were stretched to the limit, and he kept emphasizing how unexpectedly that "Sun Qing" danced, and absolutely didn't leave any last words.

At this time, footsteps were heard from the exit, and there was more than one person.Someone rushed in, screaming in terror, followed by three or four policemen.

"Impossible! How could the old grandson jump off the building!?" It was a woman, emotional: "He is an honest person, but he is a wimp, and he still has the guts to jump off the building!?"

She pulled the policeman on the left: "Tell me, how is it possible? Don't be kidding, oh--Old Sun! Tell me who hurt you--"

The person who came should be the divorced wife of the director who jumped off the building.

She was wearing a gray coat, with a stern expression on her face, staring at Wang Xuchen as if she were an enemy, even hostile to the police who patiently dissuaded her.

"Enough!" Wang Xuchen rubbed his face vigorously again: "Your husband asked me for investment with the script, but I didn't give it to you, listen, get, understand? I didn't give the money, and I didn't steal his money. Why did you jump off the building? Ask him !"

Gu Zhuozhuo had already stood up, looking at the woman vigilantly to prevent her from getting angry suddenly.

But the wife stayed where she was, staring intently, and could still see her lips trembling.

A few seconds later, she suddenly let out a sharp scream, saw the file bag dropped on the ground with her sharp eyes, and rushed towards Gu Zhuozhuo.

Gu Zhuozhao was startled, took two steps back, and watched helplessly as the woman picked up the bag, pulled out a stack of papers inside, and threw it into the sky before everyone could react.

At this time, the night wind blew, and there was a burst of white spring snow.

"This damn movie! It's tricked my grandson!" The woman screamed meaninglessly with red eyes, and ran to the railing again.

"Don't move! Control her!" A policeman said angrily, "What are you doing in a daze!"

The scene became chaotic for a moment, and Gu Zhuozhuo stepped back a bit, away from the woman.

He looks to the right.

Wang Xuchen stopped arguing, stood for a while, and then slowly squatted down.He started picking up papers on the floor.

Gu Zhuozhao's eyes turned hot, and he suddenly felt very sad.

Wen Yue looked over, the two exchanged a look, Wen Yue nodded towards him.

So Gu Zhuozhao also quickly picked up the scattered papers on the ground.

"I'll take him home in a while." Wen Yue went to the police alone, and came back after a while to find Gu Zhuozhao.

"Okay." Gu Zhuozhuo gathered up the paper, handed it to the policeman who was packing up, and asked him, "Then will you come back at night?"

"No, I should drink some wine with him. The driver will take you back."

As Wen Yue said, he reached out and brushed Gu Zhuozhuo's messy hair back: "Don't be afraid."

Gu Zhuozhuo smiled: "Okay, you drink less, you haven't eaten dinner yet, and advise him to eat."

Back in the empty sea court, Gu Zhuozhuo felt unaccustomed to it.

He subconsciously turned on all the lights and sat on the sofa wearily.

What happened tonight was so sudden that he still felt unreal.The people I have seen and the stories I have heard almost disappear in this world in an instant.

And what Wen Yue said also reminded him of bad things.

Don't be afraid.

Gu Zhuozhuo smiled wryly, thinking how could I not be afraid.

He warmed up a glass of milk and drank it, tried not to think about it, and found a script to read.

Unlucky, I took a bitter life drama.The heroine went to the city to work and gave birth to two children. Traffickers appeared and abducted one, and then she embarked on a long journey to find her son...

"Ah!" Gu Zhuozhuo was so angry that he threw the phone away, lay motionless on the sofa, and suddenly read: "What's the girl's name? Yes, Ophelia! You said she committed suicide, why did you still follow the law?" How about a Christian rite to bury her? . . . Cut the nonsense and get to work."

He stopped, recalled his lines, and gradually calmed down: "I also tell you, she must be bored of life, there can be no other reason."

"So..." He turned over and covered his eyes with the back of his hand: "...If it wasn't for a person who is bored with life, he wouldn't shorten his own lifespan."

Fragment of Hamlet.

Gu Zhuozhuo recalled the scene where the injured wife threw out the script.

The paper flies like snowflakes in the night sky, the stars are its background, and the wind is its wings.

The director named Sun Qing may feel that this world that cannot realize his desire is too boring.

He sighed again, and got up to pick up the phone that had fallen on the carpet.

The moment it happened, the bell rang.

Dazed for a moment, it turned out to be Wen Yue calling.

"Zhao Zhuo?" Wen Yue said, "Are you home yet?"

"Well, what's the matter? Have you guys arrived? Have you eaten yet?" Gu Zhuozhuo quickly sat up straight and glanced at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock.

He couldn't help but look left and right, thinking that Wen Yue wouldn't be installing a surveillance camera at home, could it be that he saw him recite his lines like a madman just now?

"Wang Xuchen fell asleep drunk, and I was at his house." Wen Yue said, "I wanted to process a file, but found it in the study. I need it tomorrow morning, so I'll ask my secretary to get it now."

"Oh," Gu Zhuozhuo walked towards the study, "You want me to find it for you?"

"Yes, look, it should be on the table. There is also a folder on the bookshelf, blue, and bring that along with you."

"it is good."

Gu Zhuozhuo looked around the bookshelf, saw that the folder was on the top shelf, and opened it with one hand.

However, the books were packed tightly, and he held the phone in one hand, and accidentally brought out several books, all of which fell on the ground.

"Zhuo Zhuo?" Wen Yue heard a voice over there: "What's wrong?"

"No, dropped a few books...huh?"

Gu Zhuozhuo picked up the book and put it on the table, and the pages naturally spread out: "Why is there a dragonfly wing in your book? You put it in on purpose? Didn't I take it out?"

"..." Wen Yue took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Don't remember? You gave it to me."

***

He really slept well after that night, because he remembered the wing, and because Wen Yue had preserved it well.

At that time, he was only so old, and he knew how to collect the things he gave him, so he was very happy.

After two days of rescue, the director was out of danger, but he did not wake up for a long time.Out of humanitarianism, Wen Yue paid some medical expenses for Wang Xuchen, even though Wang Xuchen had nothing to do with the case.

The wife came over to apologize after she regained her composure, and stayed in the hospital often afterwards.

Strange to say, people parted ways when they were alive, but when something happened, she forgot the fact of divorce and took care of it wholeheartedly.

As for the script, his wife decided to give it to Wang Xuchen, and Wang Xuchen took a USB flash drive and forced it to Gu Zhuozhuo, asking him to fill Zhongsheng's work library.

Gu Zhuozhuo was so busy in June that he didn't touch the ground, he didn't say anything, and accepted it by default.

Mingjin's crew officially started publicity, and two weeks later, they held a trial screening at a movie theater in Jiangcheng.