The Year of Rebirth

"Ka!" With the director's sound card, the whole set was relieved from the weird atmosphere. No one dared to look at the director's black screen. s face.

The boss of the gangster is an old drama bone. In this scene, he was pushed to the ground by Shen Jialin. He turned blue because he fell too many times, but he didn’t say anything. He heard the director call to rest. After that, he sighed and patted Shi Chong's shoulder and turned back to rest.

Shi Chong gritted his teeth on the spot when he was scolded by the director several times for staying alone.

The little assistant who helped him wipe his sweat tightened his expression and didn't dare to say anything to make the grandfather's temper explode. After holding back for a long time, he said: "Brother Shi, the director is letting you pass."

Shi Chong was in a bad mood, but he didn't lose his mind, so he snorted coldly after taking the script from his assistant and walked towards the director.

The director was broadcasting the previous ng footage. When he saw him coming over, he didn't have any expressions. He just motioned him to look at it. After a while, he asked, "How, do you see any problems?"

"..." Shi Chong knew that the other party really wanted to mention him, but he could only pursed his lips and shook his head: "Maybe I am stupid and can't understand what Shen Jialin the director wants. I can only say...I try my best. Up."

The director shook his head and sighed: "I know you want to transform and are doing your best to help you... Originally, this was a bit unruly, but..." He stood up. "You come with me and see something."

Shi Chong was stunned and caught up with the director.

The director still has his private room on the set, and greeted the staff all the way, and the two entered the director's room.

Asking people to sit down, the director opened a video.

The angle of the video shooting is a bit strange, like a camera installed in the room, the picture is clear, but it's a little far apart, and you can't see the face of the person.

Shi Chong could vaguely distinguish that the one standing by the chair was a simple boy.

The sunlight illuminates the entire room, but it can't only illuminate the boy's side, and the darkness with him as the center spreads out.

That is the darkness that is invisible to the naked eye, and can be felt by only one's own feelings.

Shi Chong's inattention began to collapse with the boy's performance. The video is not long, and it ends when the boy covers his face with his hands.

This is a personal monologue that belongs exclusively to Shen Jialin. Shi Chong has studied every line of this character, but at this moment saw the real person.

He has already filmed this segment, and now when I think back to the state at that time, compared with the performance of the boy, his face is a little red.

"I don't ask you to reach this level, but when you are young, your Shen Jialin is not ruthless enough." The director patted him on the shoulder. "Things like acting always have to be done step by step. Go back and think about it. Tomorrow we will end with Shi Qing. At that time, I hope you won't let me down."

Shi Chong nodded in silence, and stood for a long time before asking, "Director, can I copy this video back?"

The director raised his eyebrows: "I asked for this item specially. If you want it, it's okay to copy it away, but don't show it to others."

"I see..." He lowered his head and was silent for a while, and then he said again: "The director... who is this boy?"

"Don't make an inch."

"..."

"Yes."

*

The director didn't know what Su Liunian showed to Shi Chong. His people were not on the set at the time.

Knowing what pits were going to be opened next, Su Liunian entered the draft mode, and could stay in the room and knock things for a day when he was not in the role.

He planned to publish an urban essay and a ghost story called "Untouchable Dream" at the same time. It just so happened that "If I Want to Steal, I Fall" is about to end, and now it won't be too rush to save the manuscript by knocking on things.

Su Liunian, who thinks he is very indigent and unkind as an author, said that after watching the tragedy, everyone still needs to adjust. Isn't it a good choice to look at ghost stories? 【Hey! 】

Although Shen Yue didn't agree with him shrinking in the hotel for a whole day, he still chose to silently shut up because his celebrities who protested would not listen. Thinking about it this way, his agent does not do any majesty, and even the assistant ignores him qaq

Su Liunian, who entered the ignorant mode as soon as he started knocking, was a little confused when he was dug up by Shen Yue the next day. He had just slept for less than three hours, and now he was very sleepy.

Shen Yue had been prepared for a long time, and put his hands on Su Liunian's face after dipping cold water in the basin on the side, stabbing him to sit up directly, staring at people with a black face.

Shen Yue calmly said: "Today you are going to finish filming your scenes, get up quickly, don't rest on the bed, otherwise the good impressions that you have cultivated will be gone."

Su Liunian buried his face in the bed sheet and slowly moved out of the bed, still in a daze. Shen Yue's eyes twitched when he saw it, fearing that he would just fall down if he could not stand firmly.

Fortunately, Su Liunian became energetic after washing his face. Except for the slight blueness right now, he shouldn't be able to see that he stayed up all night, and Shen Yue relieved his breath.

Who said his celebrities don't have to worry about it? Actually, I have to copy a lot of hearts!

When Su Liunian came to the set, there were very few people. He always came early and everyone knew about it, so they all smiled and nodded to him. Su Liunian smiled all the way to the dressing room and felt that the whole person was a little bit veiled when putting on makeup. After being molested by the makeup artist, I didn't respond.

An Xunjun was a little worried about his absence and bought him some coffee to refresh himself, but his eyes did not move away from him.

Su Liunian was all ready at this time. With the script in his left hand and coffee in his right hand, he occasionally swept An Xunjun's worried eyes, but only calmly said: "I'm fine, just a little sleepy."

"The eldest master told you not to be too tired."

"Ah..." Su Liunian blinked, and suddenly approached Jun An Xun and lowered his voice: "A Jun, are you listening to Big Brother or me now?"

"..."

Su Liunian got closer: "If you dare to tell your eldest brother that I stayed up and I was sleepy and got up to film, I will sue you with eldest brother and uncle housekeeper, how bad can I say."

"..." Jun An Xun was staring at the black lines with those nice phoenix eyes. He lowered his head and said faithfully: "I listen to the young master."

"Well, it's almost the same." Su Liunian, who confirmed that the assistant was still on his side for the time being, nodded in satisfaction and walked back. "Don't worry about me, it's absolutely okay to enter the drama."

When the studio gets busy, time flies very quickly. It doesn't take much time for the various equipment to be in place and all the actors to be ready. Su Liunian just squinted for a while and was notified that it was time to go up.

This one was followed by the confrontation between Shen Jialin and the gang boss. There were not many people. In addition, Su Liunian was only four people. The only girl just needs to be responsible for pretending to be dead on the ground.

But this is a small climax of the whole play, and it is also the last scene of Su Liunian. As long as it is done, he can pack things up and shine.

Well, I can’t ask for it, there is a brother in his family who wants to coax...

*

"At the beginning, you killed 15 people in my Shen family, and you thought I was nothing but ants. Now? Huh?" Shen Jialin was already on the verge of madness. The black suit was already embarrassed in the pulling, but he didn't care. Just step by step approaching the gang boss who had been pushed to the ground by him.

At this moment, this man who has experienced countless winds and frosts is more like an old man, sitting on the ground. The hairstyle that has always been undisturbed no matter what he goes through has now been ruined. He looked at Shen Jialin with anger, unwillingness, and fear, but he pressed his lips and said nothing.

"Are you waiting for someone to save you?" Shen Jialin stopped on the verge of collapse. He straightened out the suit on his body. It was the young master who always wore an elegant mask forever. "It's useless." He smiled brightly, but he seemed crazy. "Everyone will be buried for you, you know?"

On the corner of his finger, lying there was his girlfriend who he regarded as a betrayer. The blood under the woman's body has solidified, and the clothes on her body have also been torn into a mess.

"See if you die in fear like her... You have to see them die in front of him one by one."

"You are crazy." The gang boss stared at his pupils, his voice calm.

"No, I'm not crazy..." Shen Jialin's smile was even brighter, but it was faintly distorted. "It's just revenge... crazy? This word doesn't deserve to be used on me..."

He raised his hand and took the hair from his forehead to the back of his head, with endless anger in his eyes.

"You should be crazy, isn't it? How does it feel to be ruined after so many years of painstaking work?"

"Sounds good." Suddenly, another voice inserted/into Shen Jialin's personal monologue.

The young man's clothes were torn in several places by unknown things. The cloth was torn and hung on his body alone, but he didn't care at all, and walked over with a gun in his hand. The pace is calm, and the face doesn't change.

The old man whose complexion had not changed suddenly changed his complexion. Of course, there is no joy on his face, just black.

He shouted with a calm face, "Han Qi! What are you doing here?"

Han Qi tilted his head to look at him, his mouth curled up. "Old man, you are going to die. Of course I was watching the show. No, I personally gave you a ride."

"You hide deeply." Shen Jialin's expression was bad.

"With each other." Still wandering about the guns in his hands, Han Qi looked down and said casually: "You and I have almost the same things to do, but the well water does not offend the river water, and the old man belongs to me."

"..." Shen Jialin looked at him from beginning to end. "No way."

"I killed him, and there is no conflict with the people in your killing gang, do you?" Han Qi had a completely negotiable tone, and the old man on the side of the anger was all unhappy, just shouting "Rebellious son! Rebellious son!" !"

Pointing the gun at the old man, Han Qi raised his head slightly and sneered: "Old man, I don't like to hear what you say. I have always admitted that you are my father, who is your ‘adverse son’s name?!"

"You are also a member of the gang." Shen Jialin didn't care about Han Qi's conversation with the old man, only emphasized.

"I don't deny this." Han Qi nodded seriously. "Well, when the old man is dealt with, we will kill each other again."

"he's mine."

"There is no discussion about this." The smile on Han Qi's face faded. "The time you want to kill him is definitely not as long as mine..." He seemed to be joking, but his expression was extremely serious. "Since he killed my mother in front of me when he was five years old, I have been killing him every day in my dreams."

Shen Jialin was obviously taken aback, and was silent for a long time before he said. "Not negotiable."

"Oh----" Han Qi raised his eyebrows. "It doesn't seem to be possible..." Fang Luo said, as he kept holding in his hand, the bullet flew out of the gun and went straight to the roaring old man.

"Han! Qi!" Seeing the old man fall down, Shen Jialin instantly lost his sanity, raised his hand and fired directly at Han Qi.

Han Qi did not resist, he just smiled. "I know what you are going to do, but you can't leave, so stay here for my funeral."

The bullet passed through his heart, breaking up all the rest of his words. The smile at the corner of his mouth has not disappeared, and there is crazy joy in his eyes.