Acting School

Chapter 55: 55 acting school

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I always knew that I was worthless, but it wasn't until at the media conference, when I saw Cheng Hua come out and sit on the guest stage, that my legs began to feel weak and my heart was beating like a drum, that I realized for the first time that I was worthless. How far has the prospect reached

Didn't you already see his disgusting news? Don't you already feel that there won't be too much trouble when we meet again? But at this moment, when he sat there, without even looking at me for a second, I almost wanted to run away. No, not just thinking, but for the weakness of my legs, I think, I might have escaped.

In fact, I don't have to come, even if I agreed to that reporter, if I don't come, this matter can be resolved no matter what. No matter whether you are looking for sister Wei or Jia Yaoyang for the press release, you can ask for it, and the media's carriage is not a big problem. Even if you don't get the carriage fee if you don't show up, what's wrong with me paying the reporter out of my own pocket

However, I finally came, and I felt that I needed to test myself. First, to test my ability to separate emotional matters from work matters. Since I am still in the media industry, it is unlikely that I will stop contacting artists from now on. Second, I also want to test myself. When I see this person again, I can regain my composure before, instead of getting out of control before I do anything.

In fact, there is another point, I don't want to admit it, I came because I haven't seen this person for 23 days, and it has been 20 years since he abandoned me and took Han Qing away in the fire scene Three days, and I almost missed him for twenty-three days.

In the corner of the venue, I shrunk myself into a ball, staring at Cheng Hua's coldly shaved side face like an idiot, and felt sour in my heart.

But just a few weeks ago, this man still hugged me with a smile, and said to me in a tired and crooked way: "Momo, we must have a daughter in the future. You know, a daughter will follow the father, then you say, When our girl grows up, how far will she be able to overwhelm the country? Tsk tsk, no, I can't wait anymore, shall we give birth tomorrow?"

I scratched his nose, "Do you dare to be more narcissistic?"

He held his head high proudly, "Of course you dare? Why don't you dare? If you want to be narcissistic, you have to be narcissistic. Besides, shouldn't I be narcissistic? Even you are in love with me."

It seemed that Cheng Hua's self-satisfied laughter was still echoing in my mind, and I couldn't help but wonder, could this person on the stage with a smile on his lips and a cold expression on all the lines on his face really be him? Is he the one who would flirt with me and play tricks on me

Although he has always liked to play cool in front of the camera, has he ever looked so indifferent

I couldn't help but secretly speculate in my wild thoughts, is he also in a bad mood? Then, does he really have some last resort? So, is it true that he still loves me

It just so happened that the reporter on our side was asking a question right now, Cheng Hua turned her head around, her eyes seemed to pause on me for a moment, and then moved away expressionlessly. The chicken blood I just poured in because of my own speculation was instantly taken away at the moment our eyes met.

All those expectations hidden in the depths of my heart that I didn't want to reveal were finally punctured all at once. I almost reached out and flicked my mouth to wake myself up. Even if Cheng Hua was in a bad mood, it couldn't be because of a fight with Han Qing? Why not ask Miss Wei to fix it? Could it be that Jia Yaoyang and his company lowered his endorsement fee? Why do you have to keep in touch with me? Do I want to feel good about myself? Do I want to be so narcissistic

When I think of the word "narcissism", I feel sad again.

I looked down at the brochure of the brand's products on my lap. On the cover was Cheng Hua's familiar smiling face, curved lips and dimples, as if he was about to shout at me in the next moment, "Mo Mo."

I closed my eyes hard, stuffed the booklet into my bag, and was about to leave.

There seemed to be some kind of lucky draw on the stage. I stood up now, and it seemed very annoying. The colleagues on the side dodged my body blocking their sight, and gave me a passage impatiently. I shrank my neck and walked towards the door.

"No. 029, is there any number 029?" The host on the stage asked repeatedly, "The last place for the second prize, the media teachers all take a look at the admission ticket they just took, check the number, the second prize But our brand specially provides limited edition couple pendants for this event, seize the opportunity. Oh, let me take a look, I have a media check-in list, wait, wait, um, 029, "Entertainment Shinkansen" Teacher Du Modu, is Teacher Du still there?"

I had already stepped out of the door with one foot, and when I heard my name being called, I stopped subconsciously, but it was only for a moment, and I immediately walked out again, but before I could turn my whole body out of the door, the speaker behind me Jia Yaoyang's familiar but annoying voice came: "Hey, Du Mo, I'm calling you, didn't you hear me?"

My scalp was numb for a while, but I could only stop and turn my head mechanically. This reminded me of the scene a long time ago. In the corridor of the newspaper office, I was about to slip away without a sound, but someone stopped me. That time it was Cheng Birch stopped me. And twice, I ran away for him.

I felt that everyone's eyes were on my face, and I could no longer pretend to be okay and go out. After all, the colleagues present were also people who had dealt with other media, and they knew me. There is a way to pretend that he is not Du Mo, and since he is, it is impossible to justify the fact that he won the award but ran away.

I could only laugh, and explained embarrassingly to the closest colleague who looked at me curiously, "Well, I'm in a hurry to go to the bathroom."

Immediately there was a burst of laughter from all around. People in the distance didn't hear what I said, and they all inquired about it. After a while, the venue burst into laughter. I vaguely saw a smile appearing in Cheng Hua's eyes. The host obviously heard what I said indirectly, so he joked: "Okay, let Teacher Du go to the bathroom first, let's draw the first prize now, and the two prizes will be given out together later."

So I could only feel the urgency of urination, blushed, turned my head and went straight to the toilet.

After calming down in the bathroom, I seriously thought about the possibility of urine escape, and then rejected it. I guess if I really leave like this, I am afraid that this matter will become a topic of discussion in the media circle tomorrow, "Someone The reporter refused to accept the brand prize, and used the excuse of going to the bathroom, and never returned." This is probably not something that people like to hear.

So, I didn't dare to delay for too long, I patted my face with cold water, and I went back to the meeting venue. The host saw me right away, and invited the rest of the second and first prizes to come on stage together.

We stood there side by side waiting to get the prizes, and the second prize was given by Cheng Hua. My hands and feet were cold, but my forehead was already dripping with sweat. Jia Yaoyang was standing behind me, but he kept pressing down without knowing anything. The voice murmured to me, "Du Mo, you are lucky! This prize is less than 4,000 yuan. I wanted to keep a copy, but I didn't succeed. You have to treat me to dinner. I gave this number to you specially. I picked it, isn’t your birthday on the 29th? It’s easy for me, I remember it all.”

I gritted my teeth and nodded, holding my breath and waited for Cheng Hua to walk up to me. The prize was placed in my hand. I felt his fingertips slide over my palm, and my whole body trembled, but the host was still encouraging me. , "Today's opportunity is so rare, reporters and teachers, do you want to hug our handsome guy?"

The journalists who won the awards on the stage happened to be all women. The older sister next to me immediately laughed like a lucky cat and nodded desperately. Cheng Hua walked past me, hugged me one by one, and finally stopped at me. He looked at me deeply, and pulled me into his arms.

This hug, which I haven't felt for twenty-three days, is as warm and comfortable as I remember, but at this moment, my body is stiff and trembling, and I don't even have a little bit of a gesture to hug him back and forth. strength. Cheng Hua seemed to feel the trembling that I couldn't restrain. She patted my back lightly with her hands, rubbed her lips against my ear and whispered, "Momo, I love you."

Something exploded in my heart, the blood rushed to the top of my head, and there was a buzzing in my ears, and I couldn't hear any more sounds, but before I could recover, I only felt something in front of me. Liang, Cheng Hua had already let go of me, turned around and left, her back was as lonely as when she picked up Han Qing in the thick smoke and left.

I took a big step back and almost stepped on Jia Yaoyang's feet. He supported me and said angrily, "Be careful, you." However, he probably felt that I was a little unstable Trembling, he simply held my arm and stood beside me, whispering in my ear: "Are you okay?"

I shook my head, whispered something, and supported Jia Yaoyang's arm to make myself stand still.

The first prize was presented by the boss of Jia Yaoyang’s company, and the awards were presented in full swing. Jia Yaoyang applauded and asked me quietly: “What did you just say?”

I finally stopped trembling, laughed at myself, withdrew my hand on Jia Yaoyang's arm, and said, "I said, Cheng Hua's acting skills have improved again." The winners stepped off the stage together and left the scene without looking back.

In my hand, Cheng Hua placed the velvet box containing the prizes in the palm of my hand, and the sweat had already covered a wisp of wet marks.

Standing on the road outside the door, I opened the lid of the box and stared at the two heart-shaped pendants, one large and one small, shining brightly in the sun.

The host said that this limited-edition couple pendant is only issued in 30 sets worldwide. The host said that you must give it to your favorite person, and don't forget to tell him that you love him.

Cheng Hua handed it over to me, and when Cheng Hua handed it over to me, he told me that he loved me.

With trembling fingers, I buckled the lid of the box and clutched it desperately in my hand.

I thought, I should throw the box in his face and ask him, "What the hell do you love me for?"

But me, I just took a deep breath and stowed the box nicely in my handbag.

I reached out to hail a taxi, but the car stopped in front of me with a face full of faces. The window was rolled down, and someone poked his head out of the car and asked me, "Are you Du Mo from "Entertainment Shinkansen"?"

I nodded confusedly, and the man smiled and said, "Mr. Du, Sister Wei asked me to pick you up."

I frowned, Miss Wei, what are you doing? I didn't see her at the scene today, so why didn't you call me when something happened, and asked someone to pick me up? I asked suspiciously, "Where are you taking me?"

"Luo's Guild Hall."

My heart trembled, it was the Luo Family Hall again. The place where Cheng Hua and I celebrated our anniversary, the place where I met when interviewing his new little lover.

A thought changed in my mind, or maybe it wasn't Wei Jie who asked me to go, but Cheng Hua's trick. Just like the last time Liu Tao and I came back from a business trip, at the airport, the only difference is that this time he is definitely not in the car.

I hesitated and didn't want to get in the car, Cheng Hua looking for me? Why is he looking for me? Or, why didn't he look for me earlier

Now more than 20 days have passed, but you still want to look for me? Apologize or reminisce? Is it better to let go of the past or to rebuild the old one? But why should I listen to his mercy? Why should I come and go as soon as I am called

When the flames were burning, he left me and left, but now that he said something, would I follow? Why

I thought indignantly, but my hand involuntarily opened the car door.

Well, I've always been an unpromising person, so it doesn't matter if I'm unpromising again, because I'm really curious about what he's going to say.