Sesame paste little actors have no freedom!

Chapter 1! !

The blank "newspaper board" the size of a handbag was spread out, restored four times, "lit up" and turned into a new newspaper.The title page of the entertainment section is a star face, and when it slips to the next page, there is another face. The three courts and five eyes of the beautiful character are all stuck in the standard positions, and the two faces fit together amazingly.

However, the photo is accompanied by short and clear small print.Another obituary.

The audience skipped the death news and turned to the back.Celebrity deaths are too numerous to be in the news.He was sitting on an outdoor chair, behind him was a well-known star factory, and the gray building looked like a tombstone of a god.

The wind blows, and a leaf is blown up a tall building.The shadows of leaves are cast on the glass windows, and the moving spots are full of life.

The young man in the station who was skipped by the shadow was Liang Xing.His appearance is not particularly outstanding, he is handsome and handsome, and he looks very ordinary under the foil of his peers.Even if you walk on the street, you will only be regarded as a good-looking boy, not a star.

Liang Xing claimed to be an actor, not an idol, and he came to the idol training camp to "advance his studies" in order to seek money.

Just now, Liang Xing's friend died.

People are like mayflies.I don't know how long the days without sunshine under the clouds will last.The people in the room were silent, or trembling, for fear of being associated with the dead and being labeled as jealous and suspects.In the absence of guarantees, exceptions and mavericks are a mistake.Only a fool like Liang Xing stood huddled by the window.

Cloudy and foggy, with red lights flashing, the ambulance drove away.

On the outside of the air conditioner, there is a guy in black who looks like a Japanese ninja, holding a camera with a bright red light, and filming the inside of the cafeteria.

"Hello!" Liang Xing leaned over to open the window, shook the big red apple in his hand, and said hello, "Do you want some?"

Mr. Ninja took off his sunglasses and rolled his eyes: "Go away, I'm not interested in you."

Liang Xing said: "I just want to see you working hard, and I just want to talk to you, because your work is so dangerous."

"Fuck, you are so annoying." The interrupted Mr. Ninja taught him.

Fine.

Liang Xing made fun of himself, gnawed on an apple and turned his head to leave.

As a result, when he left the third floor, the sneak photographer accidentally fell off the air conditioner and died.It was even in the newspapers.Someone on the Internet found out that this bold brother is the illegitimate meal of a certain idol, and there was an uproar all of a sudden.

Unlike the bloody storms online, real life is as calm as before, as if nothing happened, and everyone wears heavy makeup when they meet.Most people would not talk about the accidental death of their fellow fans. Those things were clearly hyped up on the Internet, but "don't talk about it" has become an unwritten rule in reality.

But Liang Xing didn't care, probably because Liang Xing's friend died.

He runs to the bathroom.Crying while smoking.

dusk.

The popularity list came out, and everyone immersed themselves in refreshing and counting their positions, calculating their own positions in their hearts.Liang Xing didn't need to look to know that he was at the bottom.

Outside the window, a girl in underwear fell from the balcony.Maybe it's an illusion, like the wind blowing away the underwear hanging on the balcony.There was a lot of traffic downstairs, and the oily truck ran over the girl's underwear, leaving wheel marks and stains.

No matter how fresh an apple is, no matter how delicious the meat is, it will expire, and so will human beings. Who can grasp the expiration date of each piece of human meat?How to deal with those expired food?Human flesh is wet garbage and can be sent directly to the garbage dump by skipping the recycling bin.

After exhaling a mouthful of cigarette bubbles, Liang Xing very sadly posted on Weibo with a private account that no one paid attention to.

——"Hey, I'm going to eat vegetable salad and lemonade to lose weight again tonight, I'm going to throw up."

Mr. Liang Xing, a low-level idol who claims to be an actor, will be hidden because of his low popularity.Of course, the manager wouldn't tell him that.But everyone knows it.

The new little idol dumped his prop bag to Liang Xing without even asking for his opinion, because Liang Xing was so confused that he was treated as a handyman brother by the newcomer.

Liang Xing was a little embarrassed, he also had a schedule, even though he was just going to make up to be a crowd.

"I'm sorry to trouble you!" The boy winked at him cutely, very smoothly.

Liang Xing felt guilty, who could resist this, he simply helped the little idol with chores, and treated it as making friends.

It's a pity that the little idol didn't regard Liang Xing as a friend, so he changed the studio, and Liang Xing asked him for help.The little idol turned his face and said, "Are you my fan too? I can't remember?" Obviously he didn't take Liang Xing's help seriously.Liang Xing was so angry that he continued to go to the bathroom to smoke to relieve his boredom.

Pushing open the bathroom partition and coming out, he saw a lady in black stockings applying her makeup in the mirror.

not right...

and many more!

This is female...

Women's bathroom? !

After the lady in black stockings finished applying her lipstick, she found a man standing behind her, about to yell.Liang Xing was quick and quickly covered her mouth.

If he was to be publicly executed as a pervert, then his acting career would be fucking over!

As the situation was urgently related to future reputation, Liang Xing had no choice but to drag her into the cubicle where he smoked, skillfully covered the girl's mouth with the silk scarf around his neck, and tied her tightly to the toilet seat with a single coat and a necklace as ropes. superior.

When he was done, his legs softened and he knelt down for her.

"Sister, let me tell you, this is a misunderstanding, really, I went to the wrong bathroom!"

The girl didn't dare to speak, but kept nodding her head.

"Let's discuss it. You sign a letter of guarantee that you won't expose the fact that I went to the women's restroom. Let's just expose this matter, how about it?"

The girl cried until her eyeliner was blurred.

Liang Xing took out the small book that recorded the schedule, and began to draw up the contract. After thinking about it, he didn't know the young lady's name.

So he took it upon himself to take out the ID card from his little sister's clothes.

——Gao Yang, 24 years old, well-known beauty blogger and model.

After a lot of hard work, Liang Xing finally finished writing the contract (God knows if it has any legal effect). He turned around and looked - Miss Gao Yang had rolled her eyes, her nose was foaming, and she was dead.

The abnormal death definitely had nothing to do with Liang Xing, but Liang Xing did kidnap the deceased.

This is the end, Liang Xing thought, either he would be kicked out of the showbiz circle, or he would go to jail to pick up soap.

He quickly bit the tiger's mouth to prevent himself from screaming, pulled out the silk scarf covered in foam from the dead, his coat and necklace, and tiptoed out of the bathroom.

Back in the dormitory, he took a cold shower restlessly.

He threw all the "tools" that might be found to be related to the deceased into a sealed bag, and thought about how to dispose of them: the clothes must be burned, and the necklace should be corroded with sulfuric acid so that others cannot recognize the outline of the necklace. After all, this thing May have left imprints on the deceased.

He went to his agent in a daze and said that he would ask for leave to pay homage to his dead mother.

It's a pity that Xiao Liangxing walked too hastily and accidentally bumped into a strange man.

A scream came from the corridor (by Liang Xing)

——"Damn it!"

The man who was knocked down was tall, thin and handsome, wearing stylish and simple clothes, with artist-like braids, and holding a stack of scripts.It seems to have a lot of background.

Liang Xing stretched out his hand to help him, but the man was so proud that he pushed Liang Xing away.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm not feeling well today."

Liang Xing was in a daze, his eyes were squinted, and he saw that there was another thing on the ground - Gao Yang's ID card.His anxiety suddenly turned into despair, and the single "Flight of the Bumblebee" was repeated in his ears.As soon as his head was hot, he thought of a way: before the man who was hit found his ID card.

Liang Xing rushed forward and pressed the card with one hand.As a result, the whole person threw himself on the victim, as ambiguous as throwing himself into a hug.

"?" The stranger was shocked.

Liang Xing held down the ID card, moved his middle finger, and slid the card into his sleeve.In order to attract the attention of strangers, he had no choice but to smile ambiguously at the man, pretending that he fell in love at first sight, his sperm was on his head, and his legs were weak.

He said, "Sorry, I have a bad leg."

The man who was knocked down deftly put his hand on Liang Xing's thigh, flicked his fingers, and asked, "What do you want?"

? !

Liang Xing stood up in a daze: "It's okay, I'm stupid x I'm mentally retarded."

Because he was worried that the card in his sleeve would slip out, he didn't even dare to help the man pick up the script.

The man who was hit packed up his things by himself, and then stood up and handed Liang Xing a business card after he was done.

The man named Renxing seems to be a senior boss of the company and a screenwriter.

Liang Xing was dumbfounded, he bumped into the wrong man.

Ren Xing blew in his ear: "You, come here tonight and make amends."

"!" Liang Xing became vigilant, and his brain made a "ding--" sound.

Ren Xing said, "Go to my house and kneel down to apologize."

joke!

This Renxing's voice was poisonous, and it sounded seductive.

Liang Xing knew that this was by no means a normal apology.

It's an unspoken rule!

No, he is just a small actor.