When the rope suddenly tightened, Song Yu thought he would be in pain, but in fact he was only slightly uncomfortable. At first, my head was buzzing with heat, then I felt a flash of light in front of my eyes, and then my hands and feet began to go numb. Apart from these slight discomforts, it was more of a pleasant pleasure.
Song Yu could even pay attention to the dazzling crystal chandelier light for a moment. The crystal ball on the lamp made the passing light refract magnificent colors, as if singing a silent elegy for him with the bright light. About a minute or two later, the things in front of Song Yu began to double. He tried his best to raise the corner of his mouth to welcome the arrival of death, but obviously he overestimated the interaction of forces, and finally had to give up.
A gust of cool wind blew from somewhere, maybe it was his hallucination, or maybe the chandelier was really moving, Song Yu felt like he was shaking like a baby on a sunny day, with his legs hanging dead.
The amplitude of the shaking became bigger and bigger, until with a "snap", the base of the crystal chandelier broke away from the ceiling and smashed to the ground.
Song Yu woke up suddenly, and stared at the pale ceiling in a daze for a while before gradually regaining his breath and consciousness.
"Dong dong dong", the crisp knock on the door made Song Yu's dilated pupils focus instantly, he sat up straight and said softly, "Please come in."
Meng Shiping pushed the door open and handed in two resumes: "Recently, there are quite a lot of people interviewing for job assistants. I am more satisfied with these two people. You can look at the resume and decide which one you want. Although I am more satisfied with this one named Zhou Yanqing , but he hasn’t graduated yet, he’s just looking for a unit for an internship, and he may leave after the internship period is over, so I don’t recommend hiring him.”
Song Yu took the resume and glanced at the names on the resume, one was Zhou Yanqing and the other was Gao Lei.
"How is it?" Meng Shiping asked.
Song Yu raised his eyes: "I want both."
"Both?" Meng Shiping's usually calm face showed a hint of surprise.
Song Yu nodded: "Didn't you say that you want the studio to sign two artists to develop in the direction of a brokerage company? Let's recruit a few more people as a reserve."
The surprise on Meng Shiping's face gradually cracked and turned into disbelief: "Didn't you disagree before?"
"After thinking about it for a while, I think what you said makes sense. There will always be a day when I can't act."
There was a little joy on Meng Shiping's face, and he didn't ask further: "One will be your assistant, and the other will be a staff reserve. Which one do you want?"
Song Yu hesitated for a moment, glanced at the two-inch bareheaded photo on the resume that looked refreshing and cheerful, and pointed: "This one is called Zhou Yanqing."
Meng Shiping nodded: "This guy named Zhou Yanqing seems to be more professional, and he can also do some copywriting, event announcements, and various publicity and planning jobs. However, it is a bit aggrieved to ask him to be a work assistant. His grades Very well, I have also seen his student works, which are very unique.”
"Actually, the reason why I asked Monica to notify him to come for an interview is that I fell in love with his works and felt that he has value worthy of cultivation. In the future, our studio will not only sign artists, but also try film production, distribution and copyright development. Manage the development of the company. Of course, these are just the prototypes of my ideas, and we will talk about them later.”
Because Song Yu suddenly changed his mind, Meng Shiping was a little abnormally excited, and even raised his volume unconsciously. He and Song Yu talked about some of the company's future development plans. Song Yu listened quietly with a smile on his lips, echoing from time to time. In the end, Song Yu showed a little tiredness, and Meng Shiping put away the two resumes and left happily.
Staring at the back of Meng Shiping leaving, Song Yu raised the corners of his mouth and slowly lowered his pupils suddenly contracted. His dark eyes were gloomy like a thousand-year-old well.
Four years ago, or two years ago, there was a period of time when he was in extremely poor condition, and his thinking was so slow that it affected his work. Meng Shiping forced him to see a psychiatrist. Since then, he has been diagnosed with depression and labeled as a "patient".
However, in fact, he has been unable to appreciate the joy of living since a long time ago. He is like a marionette, his limbs are being played by his unwilling willpower, and his soul has nowhere to attach. It was just a footnote to his worthless life.
However, people are contradictory individuals, very cowardly and extremely tenacious. He is tired of struggling in a desperate situation and wants to compromise, but he is not willing to be easily choked by the throat and wants to fight.
He began to bite and roar like a trapped beast in an iron cage, trying to escape from the cage. When he was bloodied by his minions, Han Jin appeared outside his cage. The appearance of Han Jin made him feel the feeling of being needed, and gradually felt a trace of human fireworks, as if it was good to be alive. He thought that Han Jin would give him the key to open the cage, but what he received was the rope to let him end.
Born in the heart, the demon that eats will, happiness, and tenacity gradually grows stronger, and finally he prostrates at the feet of the demon.
One night two months ago, he resolutely stuck his head into the climbing rope, hoping to reconcile with himself in this way, and end all the roots of pain that were entangled with him like spider threads. Fate played a big joke on him, and when he suddenly opened his eyes, he found that he woke up in the time and space two years ago.
It has been two months, Song Yu would have all kinds of bizarre dreams whenever he closed his eyes for a while. Sometimes it falls from a cliff, sometimes it falls into the wind from the Twin Towers, and more often it repeats today's dream—falling with the crystal lamp. Although in these two months he had accepted the fact that he was reborn after death, after waking up from the dream, he would still suspect that those two years were just a dream.
He tortured himself over and over again, did he regret it
The emotion of "regret" is an emotion that occurs after a person makes a certain decision and does a certain thing after comparing the current situation with a certain standard in a very rational situation. He stuck his head into the climbing rope and kicked off the stool under his feet. It was only a short time from suffocation to unconsciousness, and he had no time to regret his choice at that time.
Now, he can clearly recall the pain and suffocation when his throat was tightened by the rope, and death flowed through his life, but he has no regrets. If there is no death, the present rebirth would not be ushered in.
In the two months since he was reborn, all kinds of past lives were spinning in Song Yu's mind like a revolving lantern. He kept reviewing his previous life, and he saw some clues to many things that he hadn't had time to deliberate in the previous life.
Why did Meng Shiping have frequent disagreements with him on work in the six months before his suicide? Why did he strictly follow the doctor's advice and take medicine on time, but his insomnia became more and more serious, and he even had severe hallucinations and manic symptoms on the night of suicide
At the same time, Song Yu kept re-examining himself. Is he really a person who can be easily defeated by lies and betrayal
In the hasty end of his previous life, he hadn't had time to pry into the stench of the sugar-coated truth. Since fate gave him a chance to start again, he would no longer use self-destruction to escape.
He found the meaning to support his life.
When did Han Jin and Meng Shiping put on the mask of hypocrisy to secretly communicate with each other? Or did they lead him into the swamp of lies step by step from the beginning
At least cut open the lie and expose it to the scorching sun, so that those who betrayed him will get the punishment they deserve.
It can't be said that it is hatred, nor is it unwilling, he just wants to play a game of cat and mouse.
Song Yu lowered his head and picked up Gao Lei's resume, his thoughts wandering in his previous life.
In this period of his previous life, his former work assistant was dismissed because he took expensive gifts from fans and took them for himself. Later, Meng Shiping recruited an assistant, Gao Lei, and Gao Lei has been his assistant ever since.
After rebirth, Song Yu has been re-examining the people around her in her previous life, especially those arranged by Meng Shiping. Song Yu was not sure if Gao Lei was the person Meng Shiping deliberately arranged for him at the beginning, but from the two resumes Meng Shiping took just now, it seems that Gao Lei did enter the company through an interview, otherwise Meng Shiping didn't need to take two The resume lets him pick and choose.
Gao Lei's work ability is fair, usually he doesn't talk much, but he is very shrewd, he listens to Meng Shiping very much, maybe he also covered Meng Shiping and the cheating Han Jin behind his back. Song Yu is not sure if the main plot of his life will be reversed if he "deletes" important characters, so Gao Lei must stay, but he will not stay by his side again.
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After the interview, Zhou Yanqing stayed in the dormitory for three days, while waiting for the notification from Song Yu's studio, while taking pains to sort out information related to Song Yu.
There were too many things that happened before rebirth, Zhou Yanqing could no longer use the Internet to search for what happened two years later, he could only use his own memory to write it down in his notebook as soon as possible, so as not to forget it after a long time.
After recording all the content, Zhou Yanqing's pen tip stopped on the name "Gao Lei" and kept drawing circles.
"Yanqing, you got up so early, you don't have to play day and night after buying a new computer."
Jiang Cheng poked his head out from under the quilt. He looked at the time, it was only half past six in the morning, and Zhou Yanqing had already finished washing, as if he had been sitting by the computer for a long time.
Zhou Yan put down his pen lightly, changed his solemn expression into a smiling face, and asked Jiang Cheng to get up quickly.
Jiang Cheng successfully interviewed for "Shanghai Film and Television Production Company" and started working yesterday.
Their school is in the east of S City, and they have to take the subway and then transfer to the bus to go to the city, and the commute takes a long time. Before Zhou Yanqing received the interview result notification, Jiang Cheng was not in a hurry to find a house and move out. He was worried that Zhou Yanqing would faint in the bathroom because of staying up late and no one would notice. Although Zhou Yanqing repeatedly emphasized that he would not stay up late any longer and asked Jiang Cheng to find a house around the company while he was still busy, Jiang Cheng was unmoved.
Zhou Yanqing was both guilty and moved. He had been sorting out all kinds of information about Song Yu's past and present life these days. In order not to worry Jiang Cheng, he lied that he had been submitting his resume online. He got up early this morning and finally sorted out some important information, carefully closed his notebook, and decided to start posting resumes on the recruitment website right away.
Although Meng Shiping seemed very satisfied with herself during the interview, but three days had passed and she still hadn't received a notification, Zhou Yanqing had given up hope. He is very fortunate that he majored in drama, film, television and literature. This major is very close to the entertainment industry. As long as his goal is firm, he has many ways to get close to Song Yu.
It was still early, Zhou Yanqing and Jiang Cheng went to the school cafeteria to have breakfast, and then sent Jiang Cheng to the subway station before wandering back to school.
It has been several days since rebirth, Zhou Yanqing stayed in the dormitory except for going out for an interview. He didn't go back to the dormitory right away, but sat down in a remote woods west of the school, squinting his eyes and feeling the damp morning air. Zhou Yanqing breathed a sigh of relief, until now he really had time to appreciate the kindness that makes people's eyes turn red after the catastrophe.
The wind in the morning is a bit cool, and occasionally, the branches and leaves of the sycamore will rub against each other to make some "rustling" sounds.
The tranquility was interrupted by the vibration of the mobile phone in his pocket, Zhou Yanqing took out the mobile phone and felt a little nervous, just like the nervousness waiting for the day when the results of the college entrance examination were announced. He swallowed, trying to sound as calm as possible.
"Hi, hello."
"Xiao Zhou, it's me, Monica."
Zhou Yanqing couldn't help smiling. He knew it was Monica from the time he saw the familiar landline number, but he didn't expect Monica to be so familiar with him, and he had already been called Xiao Zhou. He didn't dislike this kindness, and gave a brisk "hmm".
Monica let out a coquettish smile: "I just went to work, I should have notified you in the afternoon, but I was afraid that you would be poached by another company, so I notified you in the morning. Congratulations, you have been admitted, come before 10 o'clock tomorrow Company reports."
Zhou Yanqing exclaimed excitedly in his heart, he was so happy that he even wanted to jump up when things that he thought would disappear suddenly took a turn for the worse. After thanking him politely, he immediately told Jiang Cheng the good news, and he didn't want to appreciate the scenery of his alma mater, so he immediately went back to the dormitory to make some preparations before going to work.