Rebirth: Overturning the Stars [Entertainment Circle]

Chapter 24

by jin.

He was still the same as in his memory, wearing pure black casual clothes with sharp solemnity, leaning against the same black car, watching quietly, like a carefully crafted painting.

Didn't the self at that time just plunge into this appearance?

Not wanting to see this person again, Jing Zhixing turned around and was about to go back.But Youjin has already spotted him, there are not many people in Ximen, and Jing Zhixing's appearance in the drama is so eye-catching, so Youjin took a few steps forward and called, "Wait a minute, the one in white."

Jing Zhixing had no choice but to stop, not knowing whether to turn back or continue walking.

"Hello, are you from the film crew? I'm looking for Wei Chu."

After saying "he'll come right away", Jing Zhixing quickly walked in the door without looking back.

Youjin watched his figure disappear from the same spot, with doubts gathering in his eyes, although he didn't see this person's face, why, there was a strange familiarity?It seems that there is a voice in the dark pulling him, asking him to talk to this stranger, to get closer to him, and when the whiteness is completely invisible inside the door, there is something missing in his heart The feeling also reminded him of the pain that has plagued him until now, the person he couldn't stop back then, the irretrievable loss.

When that tragedy happened, I felt like this in my heart, as if my life suddenly lost a color, which was unforgettable.

After entering the door, Jing Zhixing stopped someone casually and told him to come to Wei Chu, while he looked around and found an empty lounge to stay.

But when a person is unlucky, anyone can create unhappiness for him.For example, right now, he obviously just wanted to find a place where no one was around to stay quietly for a while, but Liang Qing called him all over the place outside, and he couldn't do without going out.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw You Jin and Wei Chu standing not far away.

Seeing him, Wei Chu walked over a few steps, and said, "Ah Xing, why did your kung fu disappear after a while, hurry up and eat." Then he asked Liang Qing to come over with a meal.

Youjin followed Wei Chu and approached him, silently watching him, without making a sound, but still with a silent coercion.

The people who were entangled in life and death in the previous life, reunited today, no matter how good Jing Zhixing's acting skills are, he can't hide the turmoil in his eyes.He tried his best to suppress his emotions and make himself look calm: "I don't think I'm very hungry, Brother Wei, I don't want to eat, I'm going to take a rest."

Wei Chu's astute eyes immediately noticed that Jing Zhixing's expression was different from usual. Although he didn't know the reason, he followed his meaning and said, "It's fine if you don't want to eat, you can go to Ziyue and go with him .”

"En." Jing Zhixing nodded and left immediately.

Youjin looked at Jing Zhixing's back as he hurried away, and said, "Who is he?"

"Jing Zhixing, the artist in my hands," Wei Chu said in a cold voice, "Today is all trouble."

"No trouble," Youjin took a deep look at the direction Jing Zhixing left, then turned to Wei Chu and said, "I've always wanted to see you, so I can know what kind of person my brother likes."

Wei Chu frowned, and didn't want to discuss this topic with him, so he directly issued the order to evict the guest: "We have work to do right now, so we won't waste your time."

Youjin also said goodbye very simply, and before leaving, she took another look in the direction of the lounge.

Silently write down the name—Jing Zhixing.

Tang Ziyue in the lounge was actually fine, but Wia was a little uncomfortable hanging for too long, and he recovered after a while.When Jing Zhixing entered the door, Tang Ziyue was already in good spirits, but the face of the person who came in was not very good-looking. This is not common, because Jing Zhixing usually maintains a very peaceful state. Often, it became more serious, so he immediately went up to him worriedly: "Zhixing, what's wrong with you?"

Jing Zhixing stopped and looked at the person in front of him.The concern in his eyes is so real, since the first time we met, he has always been kind, like a ray of light, shining into his own darkness.

The emotion from yesterday at Yuhuatai suddenly flooded—even life is an extra person, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

The life I have now is brand new, and there are such people around me, helping me all the way, not my lonely and desolate self.

"I'm fine," Jing Zhixing said slowly, "I'm fine."

Tang Ziyue knew that this was not the case, but he couldn't say much, so he deliberately changed the subject: "You, have you eaten yet?"

Getting a negative answer, Tang Ziyue secretly thought that he had found a safe topic, quickly picked up two unopened lunch boxes at hand, and handed him one: "Wei Chu's hasn't been eaten yet, you eat it first, and let him eat it later." Take one."

Jing Zhixing took it, and finally thought that this box of lunch was probably the culprit who met Youjin today, so he asked, "Where is this lunch?"

"Oh yes, I forgot to tell you," Tang Ziyue suddenly said, "Didn't you find that the food at Wei Chu's place is particularly good? It's the person I told you about last time, President Shang Xin, named For Yu Jiang, he followed Wei Chu wherever he went, and he had to pay attention to the meals, and he had to cook all kinds of tricks for every meal.

Because Wei Chu didn't eat, he just bought the food for everyone around Wei Chu, except for the secretary to deliver it when something happened, and he came every day in person. All the staff at my concert were treated like this. "

It is so.

When Tang Ziyue told him about this before, it was probably because other people’s privacy was difficult to name. He never knew You Jiang’s identity. I just didn't take it to heart, and I haven't been back to the company much since I was on the set, so I didn't know about this relationship.

Youjin thought it was because of her younger brother, so she made a trip to deliver the meals in person.

Can't you escape?

Jing Zhixing ate a few mouthfuls sullenly, seeing that he was in a bad mood, Tang Ziyue didn't say much, and could only secretly speculate on the reason.After Wei Chu entered the door, he saw the heavy atmosphere in the room, and saw Jing Zhixing's silence, so he asked Tang Ziyue with his mouth, what's wrong with Ah Xing?

have no idea.Tang Ziyue mouthed back to him.

Wei Chu saw Jing Zhixing's abnormality earlier than Tang Ziyue, but he tried his best to think about it, but he couldn't guess what bad influence that scene would have on Jing Zhixing. They were all familiar people and ordinary things , the only variable is Yujin, but they don't even know each other.

Can't think of it, and Jing Zhixing obviously doesn't intend to confide in anyone, and the two of them have nothing to do.

After dozens of hours of hard work, I finally saw a glimmer of victory. According to the schedule, after the afternoon filming, we will film a night scene, so that Ling Bai and Murong can wrap up.Ling Bai is a very important character, and Director Li also likes Jing Zhixing, so he has great expectations for these two scenes.Not long after the three of them stayed in the room, Director Li's people asked the two actors to go out to give a lecture.

Once he entered the working state, Jing Zhixing immediately put away his previous low mood and devoted himself completely to the role.Tang Ziyue didn't know much about the plot, but only had a general idea of ​​Murong's character traits, so when Jing Zhixing and Li Dao were discussing and expressing opinions, he couldn't intervene, so he simply watched quietly from the sidelines. The trip to the scenery is extremely serious.

After agreeing on the details, Director Li told them one more time at the end, and then let them go to touch up their makeup and start the machine.

"start."

Ling Bai sat on the ground, holding Huihua in his hand and gently rubbing it, his movements were gentle, his figure was slim.

"Ling Bai, what are you thinking?" Murong walked into the camera, and stood about three steps away, with a fluttering robe and a Huajian behind him, like a figure walking out of a painting.

"Why did the uncle save me?"

Murong looked down at him with calm eyes: "Why didn't you save him?"

Ling Bai finally raised his head and moved his eyes away from Hui Hua so that the camera could capture the palpitating darkness.It's like the stars in the Milky Way have fallen, there is no moon, no light, so there is that kind of bleak look.

"Everyone in the world knows that because of my greed for power, I broke the seal of returning to China, and even killed my comrades. I did all kinds of evil, and the crime was heinous."

"You're not, I know."

Ling Bai suddenly smiled, his vermilion lips hooked slightly, but tears slowly leaked from the corners of his eyes: "I'm not, am I?"

It was obviously not his fault, and the unsealing of returning to China was even more unintentional. In order to avoid implicating his fellow disciples, he had already decided to abandon all the foundations of those ten years, but he still came to the present situation.

"The world seeks too much, but blames you for everything."

"Master," Ling Bai stood up, "Huihua's reputation for sins has been reduced to the point that no one dares to revive it. Then when you got the Raohua Sword back then, everyone in the world should praise you?"

Murong was silent for a while, but he did not answer this question directly. He must have recalled the past, his face was filled with fascination, "At that time, the world was not what it is today."

"Anyway, I don't have the chance to see you," Ling Bai said indifferently, "It's really not right to implicate Master these days, I'd better leave as soon as possible."

"Fate gathers and breaks up, but that's all. If you want, you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, Murong turned around and left, the corners of his clothes were windy, his steps were calm, the hilt of Huajian was exposed, it was also pure white.

Ling Bai held Huihua and bowed deeply to his back, the distance between the two became wider and wider, and finally only Ling Bai was left in the camera.

"cut!"