During the small talk with Aunt Liu the next day, Yu Shulin learned about Liang Zhou's profession as an actor.
Liang Zhou, actor... Why is there such a big gap in style of painting
Aunt Liu took out the remote control with a smile, took Yu Shulin to sit down on the sofa, and began to flip through the discs: "Don't look at the way the young master usually doesn't care much about others. The acting is still very good. This After only a few years in the industry, the trophies are being held home one by one, but the young master doesn't like to show them. They are always locked in a cabinet, and there is no interest at all."
Yu Shulin smiled and listened to her nagging, and couldn't help but feel a little curious. Although his grades became worse and worse in his previous life, he was a serious nerd in his style of life. In addition, his uncle’s TV was always dominated by Yu Bo to watch cartoons. He also treated actors, stars, etc. I really don't know much about it. Later, when he went to jail, he had no chance to touch these things.
Aunt Liu fiddled with the remote control, and a picture began to appear on the TV screen. She pressed a few more keys, and the picture began to fast forward, and finally stopped halfway through the video.
"That's it, I think this is the best one played by the young master." Aunt Liu retired with joy and sat next to Yu Shulin.
The picture became clear again, a slender figure staggered out of the bare woods, with his head hanging down, one hand covering his chest and the other holding a sword, looking very embarrassed. The background music is very rushing, making the viewers nervous. The wind blew the leaves and the picture suddenly zoomed in, revealing the profile of the white knight, Yu Shulin was stunned.
It is indeed Liang Zhou's appearance, but his expression is withered, his eyebrows are slightly frowned, his eyes are disappointed and unwilling, his mouth is pursed, his teeth are clenched, and the hand holding the sword is trembling slightly, obviously he is holding on. .
"Duan Feitang, it's useless for you to escape, you won't be able to catch it soon!"
A sharp sound suddenly exploded in the forest. Duan Feitang's momentum changed. He dodges the projected hidden weapon with his head sideways. He looked sharply at the place where the sound was made, his wrists turned, his sword was firmly on his chest, and he uttered a deep voice. : "Xiao Yan, Xiu must pretend to be a god, come out, you and I will compare it head-to-head!"
As soon as the line came out, Yu Shulin was completely shocked, and his voice was clearly the same, but the momentum, the tone, and the words... were so different.
Aunt Liu had prepared tissues, and thoughtfully stuffed a few of them to Yu Shulin, and said sighingly, "Oh, this section of Feitang is really hard. I don’t love my mother or my dad. It’s hard to ask a wife, and finally pay it back. He was killed and worshipped a righteous brother, but he didn't expect to be a wicked man who lured him into a dark prison, locked him up and beat him after he was drugged, it was a terrible torture!"
Yu Shulin looked down at the tissue in his hand and moved his butt, not knowing how to answer the conversation.
On the TV, Duan Feitang had already fought with a man in black. Aunt Liu watched it with enthusiasm, so he watched it earnestly.
Objectively speaking, this fighting scene is indeed very atmospheric, with sufficient atmosphere and actor's face value, martial arts movements are like flowing water, with rush and slowness, coupled with the right background music... In short, it is enough to shock the soul of Yu Tubao.
At this point, I couldn't stop.
… As expected to be a TV series that needs to be watched with a tissue box. The protagonist Duan Feitang was really miserable. He finally escaped from his righteous brother Xiao Yan, but accidentally fell off the cliff. Fortunately, he did not die. He also got a hermit Gao. The inheritance of humans became very awkward in an instant, and the horns were enough to kill all the heroes of the rivers and lakes in an instant. As a result, they just returned home in a spirited manner, only to find that the whole family was destroyed, and the murderer pointed directly at his former righteous brother, Xiao Yan.
New hatred and old hatred, nothing to say, fight!
The two fought for three hundred rounds on the top of X Mountain. Xiao Yan was seriously injured. Before he died, he told Duan Feitang that the two were actually brothers! He wasn't the murderer of the door, but Duan Feitang's wife, Ouyang Piaopiao! It turned out that his wife was not a heroic orphan at all, but a cult saint. She approached him only to steal a treasure map from the ancestors of the Duan family. However, Xiao Yan accidentally found her identity and had to cheat and escape. Xiao Yan kept him closed for his own good. He learned in advance that the cult was about to destroy Duan's family, so he lured Duan Feitang to a dark prison and locked him up.
As for the medicine, lock up and fight, cough cough, don't care about the details.
Duan Feitang was greatly shocked, thinking of his missing brother when he was a child, of his parents who were indifferent to him since his loss, and of the joy of joining hands with the two brothers at the beginning of their worship. For a time, he had mixed feelings and uttered a mouthful of black blood. .
After vomiting, thinking of my beautiful and charming wife that day, she held her back, but did not hold her back at all, and vomited again.
Blood is to be vomited, and hatred is also to be reported.
Buried Xiao Yan, holding the kit given to him by the other party, he found the base of the cult, single-handedly killed the cult, and wiped out a lot of cults. Finally, he fluttered with the saint Ouyang who came to fight for 300 rounds. Soaring very HAPPY.
Of course the ending is evil, but the saint died to death, but dropped a blockbuster-she was pregnant with Duan Feitang's child!
clear! sky! clap! Li!
Duan Feitang was greatly stimulated. After 300 rounds of fighting with the cult leader, he finally got into trouble and was seriously injured near death. But before he packed up and went down the mountain to recover from his injuries, a bunch of righteous men suddenly rushed out, yelling to kill. He was the demon.
He was simply inexplicable. At this time, the martial arts leader jumped out, saying that his martial arts skills were exactly the same as the great demon Dugu Jiu who set off a bloody storm on the rivers and lakes more than ten years ago. No one believed that he was not a bad guy!
Dugu Jiu, that is clearly the name of the expert who passed his martial arts under the cliff! Duan Feitang couldn't argue, thinking of all the things in this life, he only felt that he was sad and ridiculous, and he simply mutilated himself with a horizontal sword and ended his absurd life.
The story ended here. Aunt Liu was crying, and Yu Shulin pinched the tissue, deeply shocked by the strange ending.
But I have to say that Liang Zhou played the role of Duan Feitang very well. Although he felt that the ending was cheating, Yu Shulin couldn't help but blush when he saw the white knight in desolation and Hengjian slaying himself.
The sad ending song reverberated in the living room. After Aunt Liu "woo woo woo" and then "baby baby", Yu Shulin rubbed her red eyes, not knowing how to comfort her.
When he was at a loss, the door of the villa opened.
He turned his head, opened his bright red eyes and looked at Liang Zhou at the door, blinked and waved the napkin in his hand: "You are back." In fact, he wanted to add that you just died miserably.
Listening to the familiar ending song echoing in the living room, Liang Zhou frowned, "Are you watching TV?"
Yu Shulin nodded and sniffed: "You acted really well."
After the ending song was finished, the living room calmed down. Aunt Liu tidied up her emotions and got up. When she turned her head, she saw Liang Zhou's coffin face with remnants. She suddenly felt sad and started to cry again: "Master, you, you died well. Misery, oooooo..."
Liang Zhou: "..."
He Long standing behind Liang Zhou with a bunch of bags: "..."
Maybe it was a wrong decision to rush back for dinner, Liang Zhou thought.
The author has something to say: Little reporter: Keke, Mr. Duan Feitang, do you have anything to say about Mr. Xiao Yan's drug abuse and abuse
Duan Feitang [Drawing Sword]: What hatred or resentment I have with you, you have to ask me this!
Xiao Yan [Hugging and dragging away]: Brother, let's go to hell and continue playing in the little black room.
Duan Feitang [Struggle]: I hate you or hate you, you want to treat me like this!