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Chapter 14 Who Did It?



Chapter 14 Who Did It?

The report introduced Bai Congyu's life experience in detail. He was abandoned at the age of two, grew up in an orphanage, and was admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts with excellent grades. After graduation, the school intends to keep him to teach at the school.But by chance, he became a makeup artist. In just a few years, he gained a place in the entertainment industry, and listed all the awards Bai Congyu has won.

The article emphasizes that his life is low and high, he is a hardworking and diligent person, especially able to endure hardships.

The reason for being abandoned was also uncovered, with extensive burns on his body, and he was thrown in the hospital by his family.

Bai Congyu's Weibo has fallen, too many fans have poured in, leaving various messages.

Bai Congyu tremblingly flipped through a few pages and then closed them. Most of the messages were sad, and he didn't know that he thought there was going to be a memorial service.

There is encouragement, concern, and sympathy.

There are also people who scold his parents for nothing, tell him to be strong, even if he comes to recognize his relatives in the future, don't bother him.

Bai Congyu never thought that his background would be uncovered, he didn't want people to know, that was the part he most wanted to hide, the embarrassing part of his life that couldn't be shaken off at all.

From childhood to adulthood, after knowing that he is an orphan, people usually have two reactions, one is sympathy and pity, and the other is bullying and suppression.There is no one around him who can support him, and everything has to be faced by himself.

The one who gets called the most is the wild child, and it is his crime to have no family.The orphanage he was in was in a remote town, and there were not many people in it.

When I was in school, the children in the class bullied others, and no one took care of them when they found the school. The parents of the child would say that he was "lived and no one raised him", and deliberately alienated him.

He stayed in the orphanage until he saw children younger than himself being adopted one by one. He became a key household in the orphanage. No one wanted to adopt a disabled child.

There were two families who gave him hope, but they gave up later, probably because they couldn't get over the hurdle in their hearts.Gradually, he changed from hope to being adopted to despair.

He is like a rotten flower, no one will take it back easily, because there is no way to appreciate it.

Bai Congyu took off his shirt, the body in the mirror was young and smooth, a little thin but still stylish, his skin without sunlight was as white as the best white jade, how wonderful!

He turned around slowly, and then looked back at the mirror. From the shoulder blade down to the waist of his trousers, where he couldn't see it, there were scars all over him, tearing his body ferociously, ugly and tangled.I don’t know how many children have been scared and cried by this injury. He couldn’t even take a bath with other children in the orphanage. He could only wait for the staff to take a bath with him. After adults get used to it, at least they won’t be so scared. Call.

His body is like side AB, side A is very normal, side B is impossible to look directly at.

He has tried his best to hide this ugliness for so many years, why can't he swim, because he has to take off his clothes when entering the water.

Why are you afraid of water?When I was in school, I was pushed into the water by my classmates and took off my shirt. At that time, the female classmates screamed and ran away in fright, but the male classmates reacted and started calling him a monster. He was like the Hunchback of Notre Dame, totally unacceptable .

He remembered that a classmate said such a sentence: "If I were your parents, I wouldn't want you either, it's disgusting."

Bai Congyu has remembered this sentence until now, and the impression is too deep. At that time, it was like a sharp sword piercing through his heart. He was so painful that he couldn't move at all, and his blood was cold.Needless to say, no one wanted him in the first place.

Later, he was completely isolated, and his deskmate even asked to change seats. No one wanted to be next to him, as if he had a deadly virus on him.

Bai Congyu closed his eyes and his head hurts. He has always suffered from migraines. After this incident was exposed, he was very anxious and started to suffer from illnesses again.

He looked at himself in the mirror, pale and gloomy, without any redeeming features, even his eyes were empty, he was originally a poor person, and now he was disabled...

Now that the whole network knows about it, presumably Lucent Chen has also seen it, the last thing he wants him to know, there is really no room for it.

He is just an unknown little make-up artist, what to do with his life experience, he never thought of getting popular in this way, he just wanted to get closer to that person, did he expect too much?Can one really not be greedy?

People want to leave their best side to the person they like, but for him, it's just the opposite.

He doesn't want to see Lucent Chen again in the future, he doesn't want to see those sympathetic or disgusting eyes, he doesn't care about others, but Lucent Chen can't, he will really collapse.

"Dong dong dong." There were several knocks on the bathroom door.

Bai Congyu cheered up and replied, "Come out immediately."

After putting on his clothes and washing his face, his eyes were still bloodshot, he told himself over and over again to be stronger.

Opening the door, there was a young man standing at the door, with deep worry in his big apricot core eyes.

"What's wrong? Are you hungry?" Bai Congyu rubbed the boy's hair, "Brother, go cook for you."

The boy just shook his head, stepped forward to hug Bai Congyu, and patted him again and again, which was the comfort from his family.

The boy's hug was very warm, and Bai Congyu's eyes were wet. Fortunately, fortunately, this child was always there, at least they still had each other.

The young man's name is Wen Yan, who grew up with Bai Congyu in an orphanage. Wen Yan was also abandoned when he was two years old because he couldn't speak and had no memory.Even the surname is the same as the dean's grandfather, but his name is his own anyway.There was a registration in the hospital at that time, except for the name and age, there was nothing else.At that time, the medical registration system was not so developed, and other information could not be found.

At that time, the hospital felt sorry for him and organized donations to save his life.He had long forgotten the pain at that time, what can a two-year-old child remember.

When he came to the orphanage, he was also taken good care of. Wen Yan came when he was eight years old. This well-behaved child with two dimples in his smile was his greatest childhood comfort.

They are all disabled and will not be easily accepted by ordinary people.For countless days and nights, they leaned against each other with their thin bodies to keep each other warm.

After a long time, Bai Congyu pulled himself out of the whirlpool of emotions.

"It's okay, Xiaoyan, I'm fine." Bai Congyu smiled warmly.

Wen Yan was very worried, and he said in sign language: Brother, it's okay to cry if you want.

Bai Congyu was too strong, the only time Wen Yan saw him shed tears was because Wen Yan was hospitalized.Many times it is too bearable, and the internal injury will be very serious.

"It's okay, there's nothing to cry about." Bai Congyu forced the tears back, Wen Yan was too preoccupied to say more, "Let's eat, I'm hungry, I can smell the aroma, what did you cook?"

Bai Congyu walked to the living room, and the small dining table was filled with his favorite food.He originally lived in the temporary dormitory provided by the studio, but now that his salary is higher, he rented this small one-bedroom and living room to live with Wen Yan.

Wen Yan found a job washing dishes in a restaurant. It was too difficult to find a job without speaking, and he only had a high school education. The most important thing was that Wen Yan had social phobia, and Bai Congyu had been trying to alleviate this situation.

When he was free, he would teach Wen Yan some makeup techniques, and would urge him to draw.There must always be some hobbies, which can make people calm down.

The two of them depended on each other very well, and they were very content, much better than the conditions in the orphanage before.

Things on the Internet are still fermenting, Bai Congyu doesn't want to participate in it, and desperately warns himself not to think about it.

Probably because he really became popular, the colleagues in the studio obviously have a different attitude towards him than before, and the enthusiasm is tinged with flattery.Bai Congyu can understand very well, society is so realistic, and he himself is a kind person, not very good at showing off.

After eating at noon, he went to the roof to breathe some fresh air. Their company was on the top floor. When they rented it, they rented the roof together, so this is their company's private space.It has been late autumn and the temperature is getting lower day by day, and there are fewer people coming up.

In the past few days, Bai Congyu has been working hard mentally, with too many things on his mind, he can't sleep well all night, his migraine has not been relieved, but fortunately it has not worsened, he always repeatedly wonders what Lucent will think if he finds out.

The fantasy world he created alone has collapsed. Lucent Chen has been in this circle for so long and has seen so many beautiful and exquisite people. Everyone is perfect.only he...

"We are going to change the sky here." Someone also came to the rooftop, not alone.

Bai Congyu reacted and quickly shrank back, hiding behind the big sculpture.He just wants to stay quietly now, he doesn't want to see anyone, the hypocritical politeness is too tiring.

"What do you mean by that?" asked another.

"Look at the speed at which Bai Congyu became famous, he will be the second in command soon." The person said at the beginning.

"Lucky shit!" The two began to light cigarettes.

"What luck? It was Mr. Wang's intention to praise him. You don't think that the fans broke the news unintentionally, do you?"

Bai Congyu heard that the person who spoke first was Teacher Wang's assistant, who was older than him and knew more.

"No way, could it be that Mr. Wang let it go out?"

"You didn't know it when you first came here. This is a common method used by the studio, especially Bai Congyu's life experience can really make a big fuss. How could the teacher give up such a good opportunity."

"Damn, should I also be a bit more informative?"

"What do you expect? Playing truant and fighting, bullying your classmates, driving your parents to death?"

"Hey, cousin, can you not expose me?"

"I'm telling you these words to let you relax, and to coax Bai Congyu that the studio will have to find an assistant for him in a short time, and you should fight for it yourself."

"What's so good about an assistant, I want to be a makeup artist."

"Sights are high but hands are low. Which makeup artist doesn't start as an assistant? Bai Congyu is honest when he says good things, and stupid when he says bad things. He doesn't even know how to hide his secrets. You can learn something by following him."

"Do assistants earn a lot?"

"The assistants of first-class makeup artists also earn a lot, mainly to learn things, can you use your brain in the right place?"

"Why does the studio praise him? Is his technique so good?"

"Okay... probably because there is someone behind him."

"Who, just the guy who can't kick a fart with three legs, there is someone behind? Isn't it an orphan?"

"He seems to have a good relationship with Lucent Chen."

"I'll go, he's hugging the golden thigh..."

……

The conversation between the two was still going on, but Bai Congyu couldn't take it anymore, there was a buzzing echo in his ears, it was so noisy!


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