Recapture the Entertainment Industry

Explosive news immediately captured the headlines of all media outlets.

“The famous director, Xu Zhen, had a sudden car accident that hit the mountain wall of Panshan Highway and was in critical condition. ”

When Rodin heard the artist next to him say the news of Xu Zhen's hospitalization in a lively way, he didn't react yet, and the whole person was stupid there.

Duan Shubo also heard, he turned around and looked at the artist who was talking to the person next to him with his cell phone. He noticed his gaze and stunned. He raised his voice unconsciously: “Xu Zhenxu exported the car accident. It was right there in the suburbs of Longhushan. He is now rescuing in the hospital. ”

Duan Huibo's eyebrows wrinkled. He was preparing for the Assassin shooting recently, and the news that Globe had promised to hand over the production rights to Triumph Media had just arrived. He was still wondering which actors to pick. When to tell Rodin about this, Xu Zhen had an accident.

Miley said that after Xu Zhen's incident, he and Su Shengbai searched for some recent news. If those news were true, then his impression of them had fallen into a new low. Nothing else, just Su Shengbai, who looked ungrateful and wanted to throw up. Fortunately, compared to Su Shengbai, Xu Zhen's personal black spot was not so obvious and his professional ability was strong. After long discussions with Yu Shaotian, Duan Xiubo decided not to replace Xu Zhen.

Now he's in a bad mood all of a sudden, but there's a car accident over there, and it's all about people. He made a quick phone call to ask Mirey, who had heard the news from around the world long before it came out, and is now at the emergency hospital.

What do you call that?

Mirey and Duan Xiubo reported peace, helplessly watching the red light lit up in the emergency room, and three large words in the rescue hit the bottom of his heart. What a mess.

Xu Zhen was already in pain and unconscious. She fainted and woke up for a while. She walked in front of her eyes and walked through her past life like a film. Everyone and everything in life, his career, his family, his friends, his lover.

“Akun...” stands in a trance in front of a tall man with a deep eye and a smile on his face.

Xu shouted to him: “Akun...” He nodded as if he had reached over one hand, his nails were trimmed neatly and his fingers were strong.

Xu Zhen tried to touch him, but he didn't have the strength to raise his hand. After a moment of dizziness, the other party suddenly disappeared.

“…” Xu Jiao trembled, vomited a breath of blood, slipped down the corner of his mouth, spread into the back neck and hair, tears burst in.

He doesn't want to die, he can't die, he can't die.

He has too many unfinished things to do, even a little more delay, and he can't die at this time!

* * * * * *

After calling Mirey, Duan Shubo returned to his senses and Rodin was still standing there. The other party can't see emotions in their eyes. After emptying, they look particularly vague. If they don't move, they will find him helpless.

Duan Shubo stunned and grabbed his shoulder towards the rest seat belt: “What's wrong? ”

Rodin turned his head very slowly and spoke softly: "... Xu Zhen, is Xu Zhen in a car accident? ”

Duan Shubo just wanted to say yes, suddenly he felt wrong, and the two of them stood there face to face foolishly. Duan Huibo frowned: “... what's wrong with you? ”

Rodin silenced for a moment, came back to God, shook his head, lifted his hand and grabbed a Hubert's arm.

The other party looked exhausted for a moment, and Duan Huobo dared not ignore it. He turned around and looked at the people around him. He didn't know if Rodin was really okay or if he could not say anything outside.

Each actor has his or her own lounge when shooting a play in the room. It's not that big, but Shubo is the best one. He took Rodin to the lounge, locked the door, and just wanted to go back and ask him why the anomaly was, and as soon as he turned his face, his head was held by a slightly cooler hand.

The mouth is blocked too.

Duan Shubo stunned for a few seconds and then forgot everything he had to ask. The only thing I remember was holding each other's hips and flipping him against the door and kissing him deeper and harder.

Luo Ding had an urge to cry, but he was not easily a teardropper. He was betrayed by two people, and when he went down the mountain, he was calmly surprised.

But when Xu Zhen's car accident came to light, he couldn't calm down at all.

It's too complicated, that kind of feeling. The deliberately buried memories were watering down at the moment, and hatred and feelings of the past were mixed with emotional concerns, which he did not want to think about.

Mercy can be bound by the past, and all of this has nothing to do with him and should no longer be involved.

This person is of the utmost importance.

The motion of holding Hub's head slowly changed and became wrapped around his neck. Duan Huibo's back muscles are very developed, occasionally he feels thrilled several times. His favorite part of the other side's back neck is the coarse, hard hair, not shaved clean, short standing there, like Duan Huibo's temper is not negotiated. Crossing his fingertips would give him the illusion of being threatened by a blade.

Duan Shubo's kiss was fierce and fierce, and he had his unique pace to instantly mobilize enthusiasm into the theme. Unless he gives in on his own initiative, in such an offense, Rodin slowly abandons his armor and leaves it at his disposal.

The pleasure seemed to have been raised at once, because of Rodin's relationship, the two men had never tried to be so intimate out there. Duan Huibo was obviously excited, and the hot snort that hit Rodin's face as he kissed became more and more hurried. While his lips and teeth blended, his hands were still groping on and off without being lonely.

The door was squeaked with a whisper.

Rodin felt the other party constantly shrugging to rub his thighs. In fact, he had already been a little confused by his relatives. The little reason left was to remind him that Shubo should be pushed away.

After tearing it apart a little bit, Duan Shubo gasped, reluctantly against his forehead: “Why so enthusiastic today? ”

“Keep your voice down.” Rodin was worried that he would be heard, and his side ears noticed the movement outside the door before kissing his lips and holding each other's neck to give him a lasting hug.

Duan Shubo is still breathing evenly, but at the same time he feels the frustration that comes from each other.

Rodin has always been more sunny, as if he had endless power to chase dreams. It's hard to imagine what kind of setback would have struck him like this, and carefully surrounded him.

“What's the matter? ”

Rodin shook his head, and there were some things he couldn't share with Duan Xiubo: "I'm sorry. ”

Duan Xiu smiled blankly: “What's wrong? Why are you suddenly saying you're sorry? I'm here, don't carry it alone. ”

When Rodin stopped talking, the atmosphere was silent, until Rodin suddenly wanted to take off his guard and get some sleep. He didn't know what to say, his back was tight, but Duan Hubo had lifted him up and walked towards the couch.

Rodin didn't struggle, he gently placed him on a soft sofa and squatted back to take off his shoes.

“If you don't want to, say it later.” Duan Shubo also has some secrets he doesn't want to share with others. The motivation for burying these secrets comes from the pride and perseverance of the male species. He won't be willing to be forced to ask the truth all the time. Likewise, Rodin should also have his own space. Is he not clear about Rodin's past? As long as it wasn't Su Shengbai who upset him, there was nothing to be unhappy about.

Touching Rodin's soft, smooth hairs, the other person fell asleep almost immediately after lying down, and a shallow snoring echoed in the lounge.

How tired should this be...

Duan Shubo became more and more distressed.

* * * * * * *

Shortly after that, there have been two car accidents in the entertainment industry. The protagonists of the car accidents know each other. They are all in a theatre group. They all have a good place in the circle. The accidents all occur on Panshan Highway. The only difference is that one is dead and one is alive.

After more than ten hours of rescue, Xu Zhen broke out of danger and was taken to the intensive care unit. The journalist kept taking pictures as long as he was allowed.

The caregivers' decision to strike the mountain wall immediately saved their lives. Panshan Highway had no place to go uphill. The car would only go down faster and faster. The traffic below the mountain was also more dense than on the mountain. If it caused a collision, the nature of the accident would never be as small as it is now.

The safety performance of the car was pretty good, and the caregiver consciously cushioned the co-driver's position during the impact, and the double protection of the airbag and seat belt prevented her from getting particularly badly injured, except that her legs and some of the bones on her body were broken to varying degrees. Xu Zhen was different, perhaps because of the tidiness of the suit, or maybe he didn't have that concept at all. When he sat in the back seat of the car, he didn't fasten his seat belt. When he hit, the whole person was dumped into the position where he was hit. Almost dumped out of the car.

He's also the one with the worst injuries. It's not easy to get a life back.

The caregiver was the first to wake up. Faced with interviews with people from all walks of life, the first sentence she woke up with was: "There's a brake problem! ”

There are too many scenarios available for artistic processing, from inappropriate driving to brake problems. Murders are more eye-catching than traffic accidents, right? All kinds of speculation suddenly came out of the water, everyone turned into Holmes, and all the stories were not always the same, so the later the interview, the stranger the content became.

The phrase "the brake is broken," through their machining, becomes “the brake is broken."

There's a big difference.

Xu Zhenzheng woke up six days later. He had a catheter all over his body attached to the monitor, and the ward was quiet as if he was dead, surrounded by flower and fruit baskets. Xu Zhenzhen was in terrible pain, infiltrating the bone marrow like a knife saw all over his body. He wanted to raise his hand to see how he was doing now, but he couldn't move any of the rest of his muscles, apart from twisting his head.

The doctor regrets: "Mr. Xu, your spinal cord is severely damaged, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for your lower extremities and left hand to function again, and you won't be able to sit and tire for long. But you're lucky to have a life back in a car crash like that. ”

The only right hand that can move now doesn't have the strength to lift it. He can only make a grunting, angry roar from his throat: “Get lost! Get out!”

The doctor was scared away by an animal roar in his throat, and he was helpless. In order to save this life, the emergency room colleagues did not rest for more than 10 hours overnight. After the surgery, they were tired as if they had just come out of the water. Although they knew that they would not be grateful to see their current situation when they woke up, they were still a little sad at this time.

Why didn't you put your seat belt on when you didn't want this to happen? The woman in the driver's seat is wearing a seat belt and has a protective airbag, and now she's fractured a lot, and the permanent injury may be only some scar after the big wound is stitched. These celebrities, don't look at the money, the personal qualities are really not very good, better than a caregiver.

Lower limb paralysis means more than just his two legs.

During the Nth incontinence, Xu Zhenjie stared at the ceiling as if dead gray, feeling the newly arrived caregiver roll over and wash him. His legs hurt so bad, he clearly felt more that his limbs were still there, but the doctor could not be wrong, so long ago, he could slowly curl the movement, still only one right hand.

Catheter, oxygen cover, scrub.

It all tortured him to see Susan Bai entering the door, just trying to jump and strangle each other alive!

Su Shengbai carried a bunch of snow-white lilies and the intense aroma spread throughout the room from the entrance. He stood at the ward door, his eyes flashed with tears, and his gaze slowly swept through Xu Zhen's body, as if he dared not approach.

Tears fell from his eyelashes, scratching his pale face and clumping together on his sharp chin.

“Brother Xu...”

Xu Zhenzhen stared at him violently: “It's you!!!! ”

Su Shengbai seemed to have no idea what he was talking about. He jumped over it and attached it to his mouth: “It's me! I'm here to see you! Brother Xu, I've come to see you...”

Xu Zhen felt him pounding on himself. He wanted to push him away. He couldn't help but have this strength. He could barely reach out his right hand to resist his approaching.

Su Shengbai grabbed his hand and cried louder and louder: “How could you be so careless!!! ”

He is the killer identified by Xu Zhenxin. No one can hate him to the point where he hates the killer except Su Shengbai. Su Shengbai's evidence of murder was in his hands. He promised the movie for so long that he didn't have to split the cup. It's not like he doesn't hate him. Since Cao Dingkun's death, Xu Zhenbai has never slept with Su Shengbai again. Every time I think of the pillow man as an executioner who simply knocks a man down the mountain and can sleep peacefully, he is chilled for a while. If Su Shengbai could kill Cao Dingkun, he wouldn't have the guts to change him?

Now it is obvious that the other party wants to pretend to know nothing about it. Xu Zhen has no choice but to be angry.

“You're the brake!” He spoke with certainty.

Su Shengbai stunned: “Brother Xu, what are you talking about? What makes you think that? You are my most important person, I quarrel with you, how can you do this!? ”

Xu Zhenbai stared at him. “Su Shengbai, there is no one else in the room. Please stop acting. ”

Su Sheng cried in agony: "Brother Xu!!! What makes you think that?!!!? I know I used to do some very bad things, but that was a necessity, you made me think too horrible!! ”

Xu Zhen stared at him.

Su Sheng's tears did not want money to flow. He knelt down in front of the bed, held Xu Zhen's hand on his cheek, and his voice was sincere.

“Brother Xu, believe it or not, you should be able to feel my heart for you. ”

Xu Zhen stared at him.

“I know you hate me, and I feel guilty about what happened in the past, and I understand how you don't want me in the crew. I've been reflecting on the past these days. ”

Xu Zhen stared at him.

Su Shengbai's whole face turned dark as if he had been drained of his strength: "You doubt me, I have nothing to say. There are things I can recognize, things I can't do, things I haven't done, things I haven't done. You can ask the cops to check on me, and I've been filming in the crew all this time. Without Assassin, I'd have to take another chance. ”

Xu Zhen took a deep breath and finally slowed down slightly.

Su Shengbai hastily struck the iron while it was hot: “Brother Xu, if you believe me or not, I can't help it. I did something wrong once, and I have no problem with you fixing the death penalty. I just don't want the only person I care about to look at me like that in my heart. ”

He knelt down for a while and stood up to say goodbye. He looked at Xu Zhen and held his hand loose.

Xu Zhen grabbed him at this time.

Su Sheng looked at the past with hope and still burst into tears.

“Okay, I get it.” Xu Zhenzhang sighed and shook his head. "Since the accident, I've been thinking about the enemies that I've made in my life. I doubt you too. You can come to this, I'll believe you. ”

Su Sheng white-eyed and kissed him, leaving like a little daughter-in-law.

Watching the ward door close, Xu Zheng's eyes were just half tender and the smoke immediately dissipated. There was no point left.

Does he believe in Susan Bai?

What nonsense!

Speaking of garlic, I'm afraid not many people in the world can compare to Su Shengbai. But who wouldn't? It's so easy to recover a life and to die with Su Shengbai. Xu Zhen is not stupid. Su Sheng fell for nothing and couldn't help but get involved in the past. It didn't do him any good. At least not for him, who still has a lot to do.

Wait a little longer.

He pressed down his hatred and unwillingness, lifting his only moveable right hand and staring at the lines in his palm.

The figure you saw on the operating table is nowhere to be found.

Akun...

Xu Zhenzhen's heart is desolate, only the noisy autumn breeze is not lonely. He remembered all the things he had experienced over the years and took a deep breath, but no one could stand the tears of slippage.

That's payback.

* * * * * *

The reward is far from over.

After his body, the one thing he cherished most was going away from him.

Triumph Media sent a staff member to discuss the shooting of "Assassin", because Cao Dingkun had announced in advance the appointment of Xu Zhen as director before investing the funds in Global. Xu Zhen had a great deal of control over the film, even if he wanted to change the director, he had to obtain his consent.

It was made clear in the order that he had lost control of his lower body and left hand, that he could not be tired and could not sit for long, and that his body was heavily affected. After all, Triumph is a commercial company. It is impossible to permanently drag the crew out of work because of the director's accident. They found Xu Zhen and came to talk about changing directors.

The conditions were very rich, giving Xu Zhen late box office dividends, honor name and script modification rights, Xu Zhen said nothing. He dragged a piece of shit to this day, just to finish the movie, and now he's alive, and Triumph wants to eat in the mouth of a tiger?

“I disagree.” He refused resolutely, with no room for change, word for word and with determination.

Triumph's employees are helpless: "Director Xu, you are in no condition to participate in filmmaking. How much effort did you put into watching this movie before it started, and you put up with how much time it took to get scrapped in your hands? We will definitely make this film with the most professional eyes and mindset, and the directors we have chosen will certainly not disappoint you and will definitely dig up the best side of the show. ”

Xu Zhenzhen's wrinkles almost collapsed. He collapsed there and covered his half of his eyelids, making his eyes look gloomy and sharp: “No one can do this. This is my play. ”

“But you can no longer take part in the shoot! ”

“I can do it!” Xu Zhenzhen turned his face and stared seriously at each other. The fiery light and madness in his eyes made him unbearably frightened. He slammed and shouted, “I can do it! ”

“Your body…”

“My body knows. Not selfish or gambling, I really can. ”

No matter how many lobbyists he changed, he always had this attitude, making it impossible to do anything.

Yu Shaotian dropped the cup directly: “What the hell is this? Donkey, call Universal and let Jiang Changfeng talk! ”

“I've already fought, President Jiang said there was nothing he could do about it. Xu Zhui's temper came up and didn't say anything about it. He had also fought with President Jiang before. President Jiang said that if Cao Dingkun hadn't spoken for Xu Zhen, he would have killed Xu Zhen. ”

Yu Shaotian glanced at the shadow, although the relationship was not in the company's interest, but he promised Xiubo, there was no reason to give up halfway. The thing he hated the most in his life was when he ran into such a shitty stick as Xu Zhen when he was doing his job. He couldn't open his mouth and beat it off. His face was full of dog cream ointment.

“How's he doing? ”

“Not optimistic, resting well may have the possibility of healing your left hand, but the odds are small and your lower body is completely hopeless. It is the spine that is injured, the position is fatal, sitting long or overworked, although not fatal, and the after-effects can be quite painful. ”

“Shit.” Yu Shaotian scolded his mother and thought back in her seat for a moment, her eyebrows slowly expanding. Xu Zhen is dead or alive. It's none of his business. It's his choice.

“Tell him that Triumph can agree to let him participate in the shooting.” Yu Shaotian still fears that there will be inhumane voices from outside to criticize the company, so that things will be well arranged in one breath, "subject to conditions. You make the conditions tough, see if he can get away with it. The director's team is also looking for a few good ones to be added to the crew. If he still has to stay in the crew after that, just fire him, fire him on this directorial thing, stir up a little. ”

The assistant hesitated: “Xu Zhendu is like this, wouldn't it be nice to use him as a selling point...? ”

Yu Shaotian lifted his eyelids: “Am I starting a company or a charity? Did I count him? He sent himself to the door. ”

The other side has to go down.

* * *

Not the only name to accept a small amount of control over the plot from several associate directors, which means that the likelihood that he will be able to compete for the best director in future movie awards becomes minimal.

Xu Zhen was lying on the hospital bed, surrounded by the smell of disinfectant water and freshness. After he got used to smelling it, his eyes hurt hot and the tears slipped down along the corner of his eyes.

Even he didn't know what he was holding onto, his crippled body, his broken life, a play regarded as a treasure, he and Cao Dingkun worked together to condense all the plays that came into being.

He wanted to see the play move from words to images, be interpreted by the best actors, go onto a vast stage, remind people of the moment of the play, and then think of Xu Zhen.

He dreamed of having this day, and it was this dream that supported him all the way down.

But the situation is getting worse, and the future within reach is getting farther and farther away. How can it be a luxury now?

Assassin... Assassin... Assassin...

He repeatedly remembered the name of the assassin in his heart, both words appearing on the screen, on the screen, in the form he most wanted to see, the most reversible font, the black and white, occupying his mind.

Xu Zhenzhen burst into tears, opened his mouth, and there was no sound. He howled from his throat to the trembling sound of the sky.

No matter how far away this dream is, he must grasp it and never admit to losing!!

Swinging his right hand, he beat the bed wildly. Xu Zhen shouted and drank loudly: “People!!! Where is he?!!! Get in here!!!!!! ”

Waiting outside the ward door, a group of people heard rumors and nurses poured into the house. Xu Zhenzhen's tear marks had long disappeared and his eyes were still that crazy. His whole person was stretched out like a solid string. He stared at people with his eyes wide open. His mute voice was full of discomfort, but he couldn't say the pain: “I agree with your terms. ”

This is the last dream, if you want to do it, do it violently.

* * * * * *

For the first time in his life, Xu Zhenzhen loved the taste of being fired.

Looking at the words in the newspaper describing his tragic state of affairs to the best of his ability, he lay half-dead in bed with bandages all over his body, proud of his lifelong spine bending helplessly, his eyes like animals to be slaughtered, exuded the ultimate desire for life.

Sadness is unspeakable.

The whole world knew that he had lost half of his body, that he wanted to be excreted by the catheter and that he often went incontinent, that he would never be able to stand up, that people all over the world were pitying him and saying he was pathetic.

Xu Zhen felt like a beggar who knelt at the subway entrance and kowtowed to the crowd. He tore his self-esteem apart and flattened the ground. The pedestrian who was begging to pass by could see him spend a dime more for such a miserable cause.

Xu Zhen laughed hey, his mind was dizzy, but at this moment, his obsession with the movie overwhelmed everything. Self-esteem?

He doesn't need it anymore. People who don't even have a future talk about self-esteem. It's ridiculous.

After the company intervened, everything was moving towards the right side. The crew was soon funded, and the actors said they were planning and auditioning. Shooting office... Xu Zhen still chose Taihengshan of Cao Dingkun Cliff. Now that he has nothing to fear, he always feels that he is different from Cao Dingkun. He is nothing but a dead soul and a walking corpse.

The already nearly built shooting shed was completed quickly, and the cars going into the mountains were ready. Watching all this develop, Xu Zhenxin, who was used and speculated as a beggar, gave rise to shallow comfort.

The deputy director of the new team pushed open the ward door and swept his eyes on his face. He looked up at Xu Zhen and quickly drowned his head.

“Xu Zhui.” He spoke softly, "the company brought the actor to see you. Is it convenient now? ”

A scratch, the newspaper was put away.

Xu Zhen bandaged his face, his emotions were so excited, his fingertips trembled wildly.

“Invite them in. ”

Lord Yuko's aunt... is chasing the stars...

Running to pick me up for a meetup the other day... called me last night for an hour and a half to tell me how excited I am... now I am desperately working with Lord Yuko, looking at her picture... so handsome indeed (')