Recapture the Entertainment Industry

It's autumn.

The summer heat gradually dissipated, and the green plants in the courtyard began to slowly wither and turn yellow. The dense leaves fell all over the ground, revealing lonely and tough branches, growing towards the sky.

Fresh air poured in from the wide open window. The building was tall, and Xu Zhen was sitting in a wheelchair, looking out from the side.

The still movable right hand gently stroked the button on the armrest of the electric wheelchair, and when it was pressed, the wheelchair made a small buzzing sound and rolled forward a few steps.

Back, forward, forward, back.Have fun.

After Cao Dingkun's death, he also sat in a wheelchair for a period of time. That time he was beaten very badly, and he lay on the bed for a long time before he could barely walk.Because organizing the audition requires playing the card of warmth, even if he can walk, he still needs to pretend to be a patient who cannot walk freely.At that time, being pushed by Su Shengbai into various media and TV buildings, his mentality was relatively stable. After all, being unable to get up and walk was just an illusion.

There is always a price to be paid for lying.Now he will never be able to separate himself from the wheelchair for the rest of his life.No matter how long he can live, this specially made wheelchair with all the action buttons on the right will be with him for the rest of his life.It's more like a curse.

In order to ensure convenient transportation, the newest nursing home was chosen in the urban area, and the environment is naturally not as good as that in the suburbs.

He can no longer live alone, and even a nurse may not be able to take care of a patient like him.Excretory incontinence alone is a big problem. Xu Zhen had to put on the diapers that he had hated since he learned about it, and solved it in the pants with shame and resentment towards himself in a posture of slumping in a wheelchair.

"Director Xu." Someone pushed open the door, Xu Zhen struggled to control the wheelchair and turned around, his eyes were sharper than before, and a single look made the person standing upright quickly, it was the assistant director, "Ready to go, you Are you ready here?"

-

The street tree in T City is the sycamore tree. Every time this season, the ground is covered with withered yellow sycamore leaves, large and crisp, and the wheels roll over with a sound of brushing.

The seat was laid flat, and Luo Ding lay sideways on it and yawned, with specks of water seeping out of his eyes, which he rubbed off vigorously with his fingers.

Wu Fangyuan covered his body with a thin blanket with a bit of distress, and took away the mobile phone that he was reluctant to put down with the other hand: "Go to sleep, I participated in the event last night until the early morning, what time is it now? I will call you when I arrive .”

Gu Yaxing looked down at the tablet in the passenger seat, looking back from time to time. Because of the new hairstyle, he looked extra energetic.

Luo Ding yawned and waved: "Give me back the phone."

Even though Wu Fangyuan's heart ached, she didn't dare not take him seriously, and reluctantly returned the phone to him.

Opened it, it was Duan Xiubo's WeChat: "Don't talk too much with others, take Xiao Wu with you when you participate in activities, don't drink, you will die if you drink poorly."

Luo Ding chuckled, and replied with a snap: "Understood."

Duan Xiubo started a short-term event in September, which didn't last long, but he couldn't get away halfway. There was a time difference with Luo Ding. Now counting his side, it was about eight or nine o'clock in the evening.

After separation, the two people are even more tired than when they were together. It is different after piercing the window paper. One phone call a day is considered to be a small number, and the interaction of text messages and WeChat is non-stop throughout the day.Luo Ding thought of the other party's swollen face due to poor rest that he saw during the internet call yesterday afternoon, and felt a little bit of indescribable pity in his heart.

Gu Yaxing looked back several times, and when he saw his expression, he frowned: "Who are you sending messages to?"

"Old Duan." Luo Ding handed the phone to Wu Fangyuan, turned over and pulled the blanket, and yawned loudly.

Gu Yaxing frowned, he knew who the old Duan was, and Luo Ding had never called anyone such an affectionate title.With Duan Xiubo's current status, Gu Yaxing should be happy to see him and Luo Ding make friends, but Gu Yaxing always feels that something is not right.

Whether it is the daily relationship or the frequency of communication between two people, they are much closer than ordinary friends.The expression on Luo Ding's face just now was both reluctance and sweetness. Although he didn't smile, the tenderness in his eyes could be seen.Gu Yaxing himself has a few buddies, and he has never seen anyone so greasy and crooked. If he really met such a guy, he would probably get goosebumps from nausea.

Thinking about this kind of thing is a waste of brain cells, Gu Yaxing thought about it and let it go. Luo Ding is not like the ordinary artists in the company. When facing him, Gu Yaxing pays more attention to maintaining respect and distance.He is already busy enough now, if it weren't for the special situation of the director of the crew who started the film today, he would not be able to spare time to accompany Luo Ding no matter what.The current situation of Yaxing studio is getting better day by day. Luo Ding has driven the resources of the studio, and the resources have driven contacts. Now the trainees of the third period have all made their debuts. Several of them have emerged in the talent show. Yes, some of them got the chance to shoot idol dramas.These people dare not say that they got to Luo Ding's level, but it's not too difficult to climb up to the same level as Hu Xiao. Now Gu Yaxing has to take care of them and take care of Luo Ding. It can be said that he is in pain and happy.

His career, which he has worked hard for all his life, has improved, and he can be regarded as a successful person in the traditional concept.

"Forgot to tell you." Seeing that Luo Ding was about to go to bed and refused to talk to him, Gu Yaxing was not angry, and showed him after swiping on the screen a few times, "This year's annual music invitation letter has arrived, your new album this year Which song will be shortlisted is still being discussed. Based on this year’s sales volume, you will win 100% of the awards. But I’m not sure what the award is. There are not as many singers releasing albums this year. Those few. Those with senior qualifications seem to be planning to retire, maybe you can really win the best singer or best album or something."

Luo Ding smiled: "I don't sound happy at all." There is a feeling that it is not that you are strong but that the enemy is too weak.

This person is really good at being cheap, no matter how popular the young singers are today, who can really ignore the qualifications and surpass the senior singers?Middle-aged and elderly fans are much more crazy than young fans, but they only have the right to speak in order to call young fans unscrupulously stupid.Luo Ding is lucky enough, this year there are not many people who come out to use their age to overwhelm others, if they really dare to steal the glory of these old singers, that is the rhythm of recruiting gangsters.Gu Yaxing stared at him, thought for a while and was a little worried: "The album is nothing worth worrying about, but you have to live in the group with "Assassin". After all, Fangyuan's ability is limited..." He sighed, "You said Xu Zhen is in such a state of mind now, I heard that even though he is paralyzed, he is not at all angry. He is picky in the nursing home. If he gets nervous in the crew and finds fault with you, he is a patient again. You can't even refute, once it gets out, you will definitely say that you don't respect seniors."

Hearing that he was knocking on the sidelines, Luo Ding smiled and indicated that he was not so impulsive, but his heart felt a little heavy.

Has Xu Zhen already reached this point?Obviously, the person who cherishes Yuyu the most and pays attention to the eyes of outsiders, who can easily not even look black outside, and now loses his temper to the point that everyone knows it. When I think of the last time I saw him in the hospital, I can vaguely feel the spirit of the other person. Something was wrong, Luo Ding sighed.

Decades of relationship ended up like this, if I say I am happy, I am really not at all happy.

The car drove slowly to the outskirts of T City, Luo Ding took a short rest, his heart felt tense, he sat up, and looked out the window with regret.This road leads to the most memorable place in his life——

——Taiheng Mountain.

In his last life, his last time was buried here.

T City has a complete film and television base, and the sub-peak of Taiheng Mountain has the most glorious temple in the city. The smell of incense becomes stronger from the mountainside. There are constant believers along the way. The car stops at the gate of the temple, and the crew is almost all there.

Since the establishment of this crew, accidents have continued and their fate has been ill-fated.Accidents happened to the leading actors and directors one after another, and various problems with funding, filming, and personnel emerged one after another.If you don't come here to enjoy the incense and get rid of bad luck, it's really impossible.Even Luo Ding, who has never been superstitious, began to question his materialism after experiencing so many things. This extra life cannot be explained clearly by any science.

The golden Buddha statue is solemn, and the media dare not offend the holy place of Buddhism. They stand several rows in front of the gate, and when Luo Ding gets off the car, the sound of various shutters can be heard endlessly.

Yuan Bing and the others greeted him together. The ladies were also dressed in traditional clothes, long clothes and trousers, and the colors were not very bright. It seemed that Luo Ding's spirit was not very good, so they all came over to greet him.

Luo Ding chatted with them one after another, and his eyes fell on the car parked in the innermost part.The door of the car opened from the inside where the camera couldn't see it, and a staff member from Universal that Luo Ding knew got out of it. He almost guessed who was sitting inside, and sure enough, Xu Zhen was pushed out not long after.

The style of the wheelchair is very special. The backrest seems to be much more inclined than ordinary wheelchairs. Xu Zhen leaned on it, covered with a blanket from the waist, with no smile on his face, his head bowed all the time.

Luo Ding watched sharply as he clenched his right fist tightly after hearing the shutter sound.

Sighing, Luo Ding found that when he saw him, he couldn't make any waves in his heart, including pity.

The media's footage seemed to make Xu Zhen quite nervous. Even the other actors in the crew could tell that Yuan Bing and the others were too high-status to act too much. Several young artists quickly ran over to help him cover.Of course, more, still holding the idea of ​​going on camera together.

Luo Ding always stood at the farthest position from him, and he was not afraid of being seen that he didn't like Xu Zhen.

After entering the main hall and closing the door, the noise outside the house was far away.

Xu Zhen insisted that someone remove him from the wheelchair and sit on his knees.He had completely lost control of his lower body, and it was quite difficult to just help him fix his kneeling position. He was holding incense in one hand, and was pressed and fixed on the futon. His lips moved quickly, mumbling endlessly. know what is being said.

Others stood in the distance, Yuan Bing came over and bumped into Luo Ding: "Hey, you said, Director Xu took the wrong medicine?"

Luo Ding sneered, easily capturing the expression on Xu Zhen's face that others couldn't see.Taking the wrong medicine?No, just a guilty conscience.

-

The play "Assassins", as the name suggests, naturally tells the story of a group of assassins.

A group of shady eagle dogs were kept in captivity by the imperial court for officials to drive.All the dirty things that can't be done on the surface can be entrusted to them.Eagle dogs don't need a conscience in their lives, they just need to know how to obey orders.

However, the masters who used them to the extreme may not give them a good death out of gratitude.

Born insignificant, no one knows after death.

But very few people know that they actually have the same love, desire, love and hatred as ordinary people.All these things are submerged in the calm water, like a volcano brewing to erupt in the deep sea, often because it is too calm, it is stillborn before being noticed.

The man in black was wearing clothes that tightly wrapped him. His thin body and limbs were graceful. When he was leaning against the courtyard wall, he looked like a cheetah ready to go.

He jumped off the wall lightly, landed silently, rolled on the spot and hid in the bushes.

The turban wrapped his face, only revealing his pair of glowing eyes in the night, staring closely at the attendant carrying a lantern not far away.

The attendant seemed to sense something, and slowly turned his head, the lantern leaned into the distance, squinting his eyes: "Is there anyone there?"

The figure in the darkness held his breath, and a childlike smug smile flashed in his eyes. Seeing the attendant leave while complaining that he was thinking wildly, the change of shape could be vaguely seen under the hood tightly wrapped around his face, as if he was smiling.

Then he hid under all kinds of cover, and quickly approached the main house. Two guards stood upright outside the door. He smiled mockingly behind the pillar, and then touched the roof.

Lift the tiles to reveal a gap, find a suitable place, and still fall silently.

The playful emotions that were just like a child's were completely suppressed the moment he landed, and his gaze suddenly revealed a bone-chilling chill, and he slowly took out a scimitar behind him.

Swinging to the bed like a wandering soul, the curtain was lifted, and the obese old man was sleeping soundly, snoring lightly.

The man in black didn't hesitate at all, and wiped his neck with a knife. The man was awakened by the pain in his sleep, and his eyes widened instantly to look at the person coming, his eyes were terrified, ready to struggle.

The man in black smiled and stabbed the knife deeper, and when the person under the knife stopped struggling, he smiled lightly and wiped away the eyes of the other party.

"Lord Wei..." He sighed softly and stood up, flicking his hands to drop the blood on the blade, as if he was not facing a dead body, but an ordinary sleeping man.

Flipping through all kinds of ancient books on the bookcase, fumbling around the room for the switch of the dark room, took out a stack of letters and papers from a hidden place, the man in black looked through them one by one, then suddenly turned his head and poohed at the position of the bed .

"Fish and meat people, I should have stabbed a few more times, my lord. I've taken advantage of it, don't you know?"

As he spoke, he stuffed the letter back into his pocket, jumped out of the window a few times, and didn't disturb anyone as he did when he came.

The room was still silent.

However, a life that was still alive just now has long since passed away.

-

"Cut!" Xu Zhen signaled the assistant director to put back the previous few, and when he saw the shots of Luo Ding's facial expressions, his eyes lit up.

In order to let the actors realize the real life of the characters in the play, the details of the characters in the script are not too pen and ink.Xu Zhen and Cao Dingkun have discussed this point in detail. What he wants to show is a person with flesh and blood, who is different from the image of an assassin in traditional works.

They don't feel afraid or guilty about reaping their lives, because they never know the value and value of life.No one taught them the principles that ordinary people should understand. Their lives were full of tragedy from the very beginning, and even when they were being used, they thought they were upholding justice for the sky.

They had no education beyond killing and obeying orders.He is not very old, and perhaps still retains the innocence of a young man. These details may be completely buried outside, but when he is alone on a mission, this wonderful contrasting personality is revealed.

All of Cao Dingkun's understandings are quite in harmony with him, but when Cao Dingkun was originally scheduled to play the leading role, the age of Jia University was raised to more than [-] years old.Cao Dingkun's death took away Xu Zhen's longing and fantasies about Jiada. In his opinion, there may not be anyone in the entire entertainment circle who has a deeper understanding of this role than Cao Dingkun.

But on the first day of shooting, this inherent concept was completely overturned.

Luo Ding's every look, every movement, and every line is completely creating blood and flesh for Jiada in the text in an unexpected way.

The liveliness in the eyes, mixed with the decisiveness and agility when killing people, is not abrupt at all!

The assistant director felt that these paragraphs were quite good, but Luo Ding's filming was not as he had imagined, so Xu Zhen took advantage of the situation without telling him to stop.Seeing Xu Zhen staring at the screen silently now, he couldn't help but want to say a few words for Luo Ding: "Director Xu, these few..."

"It's over." As soon as Xu Zhen said that, he pointed his chin at Luo Ding, who was fixing his makeup on the set, "Go help me and call him over."

The assistant director raised his eyebrows slightly, and gave him a slightly surprised look, so easy?Didn't it mean that Xu Zhen was notoriously strict when filming?He originally thought that the first few games would be very difficult, so this is the end?

Luo Ding closed his eyes and raised his head, allowing the paint to wave on his forehead and cheeks. When he heard the assistant director say that Xu Zhen was looking for him, he was stunned for a moment: "Director Xu, what's the matter?"

The assistant director was very polite to Luo Ding, he was sent by Kaixuan, and he was very familiar with the production representative of the group.As a director, he naturally doesn't need to please the actors so much, but the soft-spoken words of the well-known and mean producer representative to Luo Ding really prove that Luo Ding is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.Thinking of the rumors in the industry that Luo Ding is the rich second generation, he didn't dare to think too much. If there is really industrial support behind it, then Luo Ding's ability must be much greater than those of them who specialize in the entertainment industry: "I see that he is in a good mood, but director Xu's mood has been quite unpredictable recently, so try to be careful, and I'll be with you."

Luo Ding didn't really want to get too involved with Xu Zhen, he had completed his understanding of the script in his previous life, and he never thought of getting any benefits from Xu Zhen's preferences that only he knew.

Xu Zhen called him over, but he stood far away with a neither salty nor dull expression: "Director Xu, are you looking for me?"

Xu Zhen looked up at him, completely aware of the fact that Luo Ding definitely doesn't like him.Before, when he saw the other party keeping a distance from him, he thought it was just out of politeness. To be honest, Xu Zhen was a little unhappy, because he actually liked Luo Ding quite a bit.

Putting the reason why Luo Ding hates himself on Su Shengbai, and increasing his hatred of Su Shengbai to eleven points, Xu Zhen tried to make himself look kinder, and waved his right hand: "Don't be restrained, come and sit here Well."

Luo Ding twitched the corner of his mouth, and he was not polite. The director's assistant brought him a bench, and he hurriedly said thank you to the other party.The assistant who thought he had a bad temper was flattered and kept declining.

...the discriminatory treatment is not intended to be concealed at all.

Xu Zhen was really in a delicate mood, the other party didn't take him seriously at all, even the seat was one meter away from him, but he didn't have any angry thoughts, on the contrary, he just felt helpless.

He has always admired talented people, and Luo Ding's understanding of the role has made his affection for the other person soar to the point that some sections cannot be destroyed. I am not the only one who climbs the mountain, he climbs it by himself.

"Luo Ding," he pulled out a smile that he almost forgot the curvature of his face, his face was stiff, "tell me about your understanding of the role of Jia University."

There was a slight surprise in Luo Ding's eyes, but personal feelings and work should be separated. Since Xu Zhen came to him to talk about business, he should naturally treat it more strictly.

Keeping a detached tone and a sufficient distance, he narrated his various thoughts, some of which were inspired after discussing with Xu Zhen, and some of the new enlightenment that emerged in the past two months.

Xu Zhen originally thought that the other party was just thinking about bumping into him, but the more he heard it, the more surprised he became.Some of Luo Ding's understandings are even more rigorous and comprehensive than his. The characters' personalities, choices, and the reasons for the final tragic ending even gave him a sense of enlightenment and transparency in many cases.

His gaze became more and more frenzied, he kept nodding his head, and even tried to direct the wheelchair to drive closer to Luo Ding, but Luo Ding immediately stood up as soon as he noticed his movement.

After explaining his understanding as briefly as possible, the Xu Zhen in front of him didn't look like the same person he was familiar with. Luo Ding didn't want to stay for a long time, so he left directly: "Director Xu, I'm going to touch up the makeup."

Xu Zhen seemed to want to speak to persuade him to stay, but before he could open his mouth, Luo Ding turned and left.

You can't yell at him to come back, can you?Xu Zhen sighed wistfully, and fell back on the chair, recalling the words Luo Ding said just now, while comprehending, the memory also unknowingly turned to the past.

Before the accident happened, Cao Dingkun would often sit and discuss character psychology with him like this.Every movie he shoots has Cao Dingkun's understanding and shadow in it. In terms of lines, actions, and plot development, Cao Dingkun's thinking is always different from ordinary people.The two people sometimes quarrel when there is a dispute over the difference in understanding, and there are many times when they do it. Cao Dingkun has a bad temper, just like Luo Ding, when he doesn't want to be wronged, he is not willing to put on airs at all.

But where is the feeling that is always the same?Satisfied, he became infatuated with Su Shengbai's young body for a while.If I had known today...

His gaze subconsciously fell on the young man in the distance who was talking to Yuan Bing and the others with his back turned. Xu Zhen was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was thinking of Cao Dingkun again.

He suddenly realized that Luo Ding and Cao Dingkun were really similar in some respects, not on the outside, but on the inside.His talent, personality, and even the way he speaks always give him the illusion that his lover is still in front of him with his eyes closed.

But when people go, they go, and no matter how they look, they are not the ones who went.

-

T city is not big, and the filming base is not far from the urban area. With the money from Kaixuan, the living conditions of the crew are not bad at all.

The hotel where I live has a restaurant dedicated to the crew. Probably there are quite a few crews who usually choose to live here, as long as they bring their own chefs.Triumph hired two temporarily with high salaries.

There are a lot of people queuing up to receive the meal, and there are many dishes in the window. A small artist looks at the large plate of spicy chicken in the middle, the fiery red pepper and the golden chicken are interlaced, and a large amount of Chinese prickly ash is soaked in the soup, and the aroma is bursting Come on, I can't help but want to drool.

But there are not many people in the crew who can eat spicy food, and most of the actors have light meals. Looking at such tempting dishes, most of them are just greedy.Looking at the chilli, which is not vegetarian at first glance, no matter how many thoughts I had, I was beaten back to my stomach.

The little artists secretly complained: "I'm sick, I got someone who cooks Sichuan cuisine, how many people in this crew eat Sichuan cuisine from the beginning to the end? Don't mention the acne, you can't eat it so spicy."

"Heavy oil." Someone was so hungry that someone tried to tell himself that this food was not tasty.

"That's right." The person who spoke before swallowed, "I'm going to save myself from unconsciousness. Shouldn't the cooks eat all of these in a while?"

As soon as the lead actor and director team appeared, all the whispering voices immediately softened a lot.Luo Ding and the others didn't do anything special, they never hesitated when it was time to line up for dinner, and the chefs Kaixuan invited were really skilled, especially...

When he saw the spicy chicken, his eyes lit up, and he carried the dinner plate to the end of the line.

Seeing that he only ordered two servings of diced chicken, and only one boiled cabbage for other dishes, the voice of talking about the waste of the crew just now suddenly became much quieter.Luo Ding returned to his seat with the dinner plate, Yuan Bing glanced at him and rolled his eyes: "I'll go, it's so delicious."

Luo Ding smiled and soaked the rice in the spicy soup. It was not easy to have such an authentic Sichuan flavor for dinner. He rarely encountered such a good taste outside.He was the only one who ate spicy food at the table, and the plate of spicy chicken diced had not lost much after being placed on the table for so long, which made Luo Ding, who felt that his appetite was limited, feel an indescribable pity.

Yuan Bing saw that he ate deliciously, and smiled again: "Your brother Duan also likes spicy food. Oh, you two have similar tastes and similar hobbies. No wonder you have such a good relationship."

Luo Ding, who has long been immune to the initial names of your family and my family, has no embarrassment at all: "Do you understand Shi Zaichuan? If you don't know how to eat spicy food, you will lose a lot of fun in life."

As soon as he looked up, he saw Xu Zhen who was being escorted and pushed in. Although the wheelchair was electric, it was not easy to use it in crowded places.

Luo Ding is not surprised why he is here, Xu Zhen's temper has not changed at all.Luo Ding knew better than anyone else how strong his self-esteem was. Letting him sleep on the bed like a cripple and being fed was probably more difficult than killing him.Obviously I have almost lost the ability to take care of myself, but I still stubbornly want to come to the cafeteria to eat with everyone every day.

Seeing him, Luo Ding lost most of his appetite. Fortunately, he was almost finished, so he put down his chopsticks and waited for Yuan Bing and Pan Yiming to eat.

Xu Zhen took two bowls of porridge. The assistant pointed to the light dishes that he could eat and asked him what he wanted to eat. With a flash of his eyes, Xu Zhen saw the dish with the most spicy dishes.

He frowned slightly: "Why are there so many dishes left?"

The assistant understood at a glance: "Sichuan cuisine, many people are not used to it, afraid of getting acne and getting angry, so they dare not touch it. They have to leave it every day."

"Then why do you still do it every day?"

"Luo Ding wants to eat." The assistant looked around, leaned into his ear and whispered, "It was originally said that the chef of Sichuan cuisine should go back, but what Kaixuan said was that the chef was specially invited for Luo Ding, so he couldn't leave. Come on, tell us not to make random decisions."

Xu Zhen was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered, and he found Luo Ding's table among the crowd, squinting his eyes, he saw that the other party's dinner plate was really bustling.

"He eats spicy food?" He didn't know what he thought of, and looked back at the dish again. After a moment of silence, he sighed softly, "He also eats spicy food..."