normal friend

Chapter 12: Overwork

When it was time to get off the plane, almost everyone stood up.Bai Xiaojun told Wang Xinxin to go to the shooting scene first, and he met a friend here, and he would come after talking about something.Wang Xinxin looked at Meng Weiqing and smiled as a greeting.Bai Xiaojun turned his head to look at Meng Weiqing. He didn't know when he changed into a pair of black lacquered sunglasses and put them on his face.When Bai Xiaojun looked at him, he happened to be nodding to Wang Xinxin in response, looking extremely silly.Wearing sunglasses on the plane is rarely done by celebrities.

After accompanying Bai Xiaojun to pick up his luggage, Meng Weiqing said that someone from the company came to pick him up and the car was outside.Bai Xiaojun looked at him in surprise, "Are you really here to do something?"

Meng Weiqing gave him a white look, "If I'm here for business, the company has to send me a car. I'll let you know before boarding the plane."

"Are you completely fine? I can't imagine that less than a month ago, you were so poor at my place that you squeezed the subway every day."

"Yes, I still want to negotiate the rent of 3000. You can use this matter to hurt me for the rest of my life."

"Then why do you still buy such an expensive washing machine?"

"I'm used to it, and I placed an order without thinking about it."

The two talked and walked to a 24-hour coffee shop at the airport.Meng Weiqing proposed to go in and sit down for a chat.Bai Xiaojun saw that there was no one inside, and there was still time, so he agreed.

After the coffee was served, Meng Weiqing took off his sunglasses and his suit jacket and put them on Bai Xiaojun's suitcase.His farsighted glasses were in his suit pocket.

"Actually, you don't need to explain anything." Bai Xiaojun opened the mouth first, "You and I are not of the same class at all. It is normal for you to have contacts with Wu Xiangdong. I accidentally saw your private conversation, so I should say sorry."

Meng Weiqing smiled, "Okay, are you on guard? You can't leak your words."

Bai Xiaojun didn't show any expression, "I've learned to be good early. You people, can't I provoke you or hide?"

"Can you stop talking like that?"

"What do you want me to say?"

"It's like what I did at your house before. They said that I was like an intermediary, that my clothes didn't look good, and they made me eat lamb whips and kidneys."

Bai Xiaojun glanced at the time on the phone, "I still have 15 minutes, I have to leave at 06:30, and I have to make up and change clothes when I get there. I can't let the crew wait for me."

"Okay." Meng Weiqing also glanced at his watch, and said the words that he spent more than three hours on the plane to smooth out, "I'm not 'explaining', but some things seem to be different from what you think. I I do know Wu Xiangdong, but that’s because he is my father’s friend. I checked the movies of that year according to the time you mentioned, and guessed that the person you mentioned was him. Then I left your house for a few days to participate in the dinner party of the group of friends. I happened to meet Wu Xiangdong. I asked tentatively, and I was sure it was really him."

The more Bai Xiaojun listened, the more angry he became, "Are you sick? I'm curious who I'm talking about, and you can also ask directly, and I'll tell you. Why did you ask him?!"

"Well - I also hinted at him tactfully: you are my friend."

"So it was because of what you said that I got the show?"

"Hmm... maybe. I'm not sure."

"Fuck—" Bai Xiaojun couldn't bear it anymore and stood up, picked up Meng Weiqing's clothes and glasses and put them heavily on his seat before leaving with his suitcase.

Meng Weiqing was in a hurry, so she quickly stood up and held him back, "What are you doing?! Aren't you very casual when talking about this at dinner?!"

Bai Xiaojun gritted his teeth, picked up the remaining half cup of coffee on the table and drank it all in one breath, "Ten years of cold encounters are like walking on thin ice, I pretended to be casual in what you see! You can't imagine a person who likes acting and waits for the script That kind of torment and despair at the end. The movie was so popular back then, almost all the actors in it are active in the first and second tiers today, and I was the male number one who was once set! Until now, thinking of the name of the movie, I I feel like it hurts!"

Meng Weiqing was stunned, "Then...then how can you be more comfortable?"

"I want that never happened, I want ten years of my youth, I want Wu Xiangdong to die immediately! I don't want to be popular, I just want to do my job, I just want to be an actor, not endless Nowhere to shoot those goddam commercials!"

Bai Xiaojun's voice was quite loud. There were no other customers in the coffee shop. The two waiters at the bar glanced at them and whispered a few words.

Meng Weiqing sighed heavily, "I'm sorry, I didn't think too much about it. But... I still don't have the ability to turn clouds over and over again. In terms of age, I have to call Wu Xiangdong uncle. In terms of qualifications, he is someone my father knew before he was alive. He is my senior. I can't use Minghong's name to head-on with Qingda. But I can promise you: that kind of thing will never happen again, and no one will dare to bully you again. There will be no problem in acting for the rest of my life.”

"Why don't you understand? It was a mistake when you mentioned it to Wu Xiangdong. You just finished the lawsuit yesterday. I received the film contract and script suddenly more than half a month ago, it should be that you just told him not long ago It must be because of what he said. What did you let those who knew the inside story think?"

"I……"

"Okay, don't talk too much. I understand your kindness. In this way, I will definitely finish the movie I am participating in now. After all, I have a contract. Forget about the two scripts I am still reading. I thought it was you and I feel disgusted when someone gave me the script when Wu Xiangdong had dinner together. Then when the movie is released, it sells really well, and the audience will know me, and I will consider whether to accept another film appointment. If it doesn’t sell well, I can go back and continue to work hard. Shoot commercials on the spot."

Bai Xiaojun went to pull the suitcase again, but this time Meng Weiqing didn't reach out to stop him, "I only won the lawsuit yesterday on the surface. The person who wanted to harm me was my own brother, so he won't just let it go."

"I'm not in the mood to listen to your rich family's grievances." Bai Xiaojun didn't understand why he suddenly mentioned this.

Meng Weiqing's face was full of determination and grief, "If I lose again, I will have to immigrate and change my nationality."

Bai Xiaojun laughed out loud, then clapped his hands and clapped, "It's really a tragic ending."

Meng Weiqing ignored his sarcasm, "In that case, we might not have a chance to see each other again."

The smile on Bai Xiaojun's face gradually disappeared, "Friends are about fate. There is no fate, so don't force it."

After speaking, Bai Xiaojun lowered his head and walked out with the box.Meng Weiqing stood where he was, "You can't get a taxi at this time. My driver is outside. Go out and find him directly. I'll send him your phone number."

Bai Xiaojun didn't look back, raised a hand and waved it, and didn't say whether he wanted to take the car or not, he just walked straight away.

Meng Weiqing felt that the police hadn't been so frustrated the day they came to the company to take him away. He sighed again, and when he sat back in his chair, he heard a click—he sat on Bai Xiaojun's chair and broke his long-sighted glasses.Sunglasses are stronger, but they are also deformed and can't be worn anymore.

Picking up the phone, Meng Weiqing sent Bai Xiaojun's phone number to the driver.Later, the driver sent a message saying that Bai Xiaojun didn't take the company's car. He told the driver that he had already left the car he had booked online.

Meng Weiqing put on a suit jacket, left the cafe and threw both pairs of glasses into the trash can.

After getting into the car, Bai Xiaojun felt uncomfortable in his heart.Think about it, probably too much coffee.At the airport, Wang Xinxin bought him a glass in advance, and ordered two from the flight attendant on the plane, and had a glass with Meng Weiqing just now.I didn't sleep all night, and my mood was ups and downs with Meng Weiqing again.As soon as he got in the car and calmed down, Bai Xiaojun felt his chest bulging and his hands trembling.He quickly closed his eyes, thinking that he could squint for a while, but he didn't get confused for a few minutes, and the driver said it.

It was just dawn, and the whole city was shrouded in a hazy morning mist.Accustomed to the climate in the north, Bai Xiaojun felt suffocated by the humidity in the south.As soon as Bai Xiaojun arrived at the shooting scene, he was pushed into a chair by the makeup artist and hurriedly put on makeup.But the lead actor was late for some reason, and he waited for more than two hours with makeup on.The lead actor came, and Bai Xiaojun's makeup was smeared, and it was reapplied.

The first scene is a scene of drinking coffee in an open-air cafe on the roof.After five times, Bai Xiaojun unknowingly drank two more cups of coffee.

It's lunch time, and there's still one more game for the day.When the makeup artist was applying makeup to Bai Xiaojun, he joked that your face is as white as paper, and the foundation needs to be upgraded a few shades.Everyone was hungry and working under the sun, Bai Xiaojun smiled and said nothing.

The last shot is a freeze frame of Bai Xiaojun sitting on a high cement pipe in the abandoned factory and looking towards the sky.Bai Xiaojun, who was already flustered, short of breath, dizzy and dizzy, was dazed by the sunlight and his eyes went dark.Faintly hearing the director call out, Bai Xiaojun let go of his last breath, and without any strength left, he fell from the cement pipe and fell to the ground, unconscious.