Huayu: From charlatan to great entertainer

Chapter 262 The clock in the opposite direction, living towards death!

The three people who forced the Olympic Committee to leave the next day.

Boss Lu was "quite interested" in borrowing an off-road vehicle from Fan Jianchuan. It was the first generation Paladin introduced by Zhengzhou Nissan in 2003, but it was second-hand.

He jokingly said that he was going to Shuimo Town in Wuchuan to buy tea and collect information for the Olympic plan.

As a director who also likes drinking tea, it’s normal for me to go to a tea-producing town to collect inspiration, right?

In order to avoid being recognized, the fully armed Lu Kuan drove from the urban area of ​​Chengdu to Shuimo Town, Wuchuan at four in the morning.

The dim sunlight at six o'clock evenly poured down on the rolling tea hills, and the whole town seemed to be shrouded in a golden veil.

Boss Lu got out of the car and stared at the tender green tea leaves swaying in the breeze in front of him, and the crystal dewdrops were playful and cute.

Tea farmers appeared in groups of three or four, skillfully picking the fresh and tender buds.

How beautiful.

The young director sighed slightly and continued driving towards the town center.

In 2005, there were still many primary schools in towns and villages in China, and education did not siphon rural students to counties, districts, and urban areas like later urbanization did.

The road passes by the central primary school of Shuimo Town, and you can see the slightly faded red flag waving in the middle of the yellow earth playground.

Frankly speaking, his decision to come to Sichuan Province in person yesterday was just a spur of the moment, and he didn't know what he could or should do.

But it still makes me feel sad to see that this peaceful and tranquil town may suddenly face misfortune in the next few years.

"Gonkam-san?"

Lu Kuan turned around and saw a little minority boy wearing a long-sleeved shirt looking at him curiously.

His face was dark, his mouth was chapped, and his eyes were like dots of lacquer.

"Are you talking to me?"

He took off his sunglasses, and the beautiful scenery in front of him was even more filtered.

The little boy switched to Chinese: "Hello."

"Hello, are you Qiang or Tibetan?"

"Tibetan."

"what is it call?"

"Doggie."

The little boy spoke haltingly, his dark face framed by two jewel-like eyes that sparkled.

"Are you buying tea?"

He pointed to the passenger window where Mr. Lu was standing, and saw the newly ground black tea that he had just bought from the tea farmers.

"I have some at home."

The little boy spoke very concisely and seemed unable to speak more complex Chinese.

"Okay, take me to see it."

He climbed onto Fan Jianchuan's second-hand Paladin with curiosity and excitement, looking left and right, touching it, unable to contain his excitement.

“How many people are there in your school?”

“More than 90.”

"What about the teacher?"

"5."

Lu Kuan pursed his lips and said nothing more.

According to the news in later generations, no one survived here.

95, 95.

After buying some tea, he sent him back to school and drove away from the town primary school quickly.

He was afraid that he would remember the appearance of those teaching buildings and would not be able to accept it when he saw them on TV again.

Today seems to be a day that I have decided to do nothing.

Boss Lu drove back and forth in the town, buying a trunk full of new tea, but he didn't know where he would end up.

He went to the county and checked into a hotel at night. Looking at the old and mottled bathroom in the small hotel that cost 80 yuan a night, he suddenly felt like Li Ming, walking into the inn of life.

The cell phone rings.

"Hey?"

Concubine Liu Yi's dissatisfied voice came: "You hung up on me yesterday and said you would call me later."

"Oh... I forgot."

Xiao Liu was lying on the bed with his legs clamped under the quilt. It was surprising to find that he didn't find any grand excuses to fool himself.

"Then you apologize."

"sorry."

The call was silent for two seconds, and the sensitive seventeen-year-old girl had already noticed something was wrong.

"Lukuan, where are you? What's wrong with you?"

Boss Lu sighed inwardly, not wanting to be noticed. “I’m collecting folk songs in a small town and will be back in two days.”

Liu Yifei happily shared with him: "Today, the crew of "Bad Genius" had a dinner together. I drank a small sip of dry red wine, and it was quite delicious."

"You can drink a little and remember this feeling. It will be useful for future acting."

Xiao Liu found that he was inexplicably patient today. Normally, he would have hung up the phone long ago, using excuses such as writing a script, attending a meeting, or handling official business.

"I want to come to you, okay? I want to rest for two days."

Lu Kuan was lying on the bed. Perhaps because he hadn't been exposed to the sun for a long time, the not-so-clean sheets made his neck a little itchy.

The ceiling was a dull grayish-white color. He didn't know if he was hallucinating, but he always felt that the wall paint was about to fall off.

Then came the stones, the beams, and the entire building...

"Wide road?"

"You'll be recognized. Stay in Peking. I'm going to shoot a Mytube video."

Liu Yifei insisted: "Tell me where you are."

"Aba, Wuchuan."

The two chatted for more than ten minutes, and the call was interrupted by Liu Xiaoli knocking on the door, urging her daughter to go to bed.

After having nightmares all night, Lu Kuan woke up early again today.

Pushing open the door, the 1980s-style buildings of Wuchuan County were bathed in the dim morning light. Boss Lu lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought.

Go back?
How about... let's go buy some more tea.

Driving towards the town primary school like a zombie, the bright red national flag fluttered, almost becoming a landmark of the town.

He saw the little Tibetan boy again and rolled down the window: "Doji!"

"Aga! Want to buy some tea?"

Aga means elder brother in Tibetan.

"Buy, of course."

Doji was extremely happy, not because he sold the tea, but because he could ride this steel monster again.

"Fuck!"

The small toy stones collected in his trouser pockets made a harsh sound on the seat, but fortunately the leather was not broken.

The stone is very sharp.

The timid Tibetan boy thought he was angry, so he obediently sat on the seat with only half of his buttocks.

Just as the volunteer teacher asked, I placed my hands on my thighs, keeping them close together, and only dared to glance at him stealthily.

"It's okay, don't scratch yourself playing with the rocks."

Boss Lu tilted his head and forced a smile: "Have you seen the movie?"

"No, but I heard there's a movie theater in the county."

"Is your house the left turn ahead?"

"Yes, turn right and you'll be on your way to the county."

Doji didn't know why he emphasized this sentence. Maybe every time he entered the city, it left a deep impression on him.

The Paladin came to an abrupt stop, leaving a rut and sending clouds of dust billowing across the dirt road.

Lu Kuan turned the steering wheel all the way to the right: "Do you want to go to the movies?"

He made up his mind that as long as Doggie showed some hope, he would step on the accelerator and take him to experience a new world.

This may be the only movie the little boy will ever see in his life.

"Can I exchange it for tea?"

"No need! Sit tight!"

The sunlight was already a bit dazzling at almost nine o'clock, and the wide road ahead felt a bit burning.

The overexposed image looks like Li Ming in the first scene of “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button”.

The road in the mountains is not easy to walk on. It was already past 10 o'clock when we arrived at the county, and the cinema had just opened.

Tickets for the first movie are now on sale.

"The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, two."

"25 each, I'll give you 50. Do you want something to eat?"

The cinemas in the county cannot be called regular cinemas, and the snacks they offer are just bubble gum, instant noodles, and soda.

"Two...three packs of Nanjiecun and two bottles of Feichang Coke."

"Never mind, three bottles."

Let him drink his fill today and bring a bottle to his sister at home.

This is the information Doji just revealed in the car.

My 7-year-old sister was only 2008 years old in 10.

Doji, who was not even as tall as the counter, took the snacks and drinks in disbelief.

He seemed to have never received any anti-abduction education. He just bought tea from his shop yesterday and followed this Aga here after skipping school today.

But now it seems to be worth it.

When the movie started, there were almost no people in the theater.

Who would go to the first movie at 10 am on a weekday?
Only state-owned theaters affiliated with local cultural and broadcasting bureaus would screen the film at any cost.

The old-fashioned cinema has a classic nostalgic decoration.

White walls and ceiling, tiled floors, and a large stage in front of the screen with dark red curtains hanging on both sides.

Lu Kuan looked at the opening scene on the screen expressionlessly. It was a story that he had edited more than ten times.

The opening is still the unique and intentional clock in the opposite direction.

"Aga, this movie is wrong."

"what?"

"That's not how the clock works!"

Doggie seemed to have discovered some incredible secret.

"Actually, clocks... can also run backwards, just like people."

Most children have a short attention span. Doji didn't have the time to think about the wit in his mutterings as he was greedily sucking the bubbles from his Feichang Cola.

Damn it, they almost ran away.

"belch!"

Doji's eyes are very busy. He wants to look at trains, planes and ships.

Doji's mouth is also very busy. He chews instant noodles, drinks Coke, and burps.

Also ask questions.

"Why did he turn into a baby and stop moving? Did he die?"

When the topic of life and death came up, Lu Kuan didn't dare to turn his head to look at this lively Tibetan child, just as he didn't dare to remember the appearance of those teaching buildings.

"He died and came back to life."

Night falls, and today is Lu Kuan’s second night in the small hotel in Wuchuan County.

Seeing that the place where he had just shaved was a little blue in the mirror, Lu Kuan sighed and took out a cigarette and lit it.

For him, lighting a cigarette is like burning incense, which has the effect of clearing the mind.

Today is also the first night that Liu Yifei just got off the plane in Chengdu.

She had just landed with Yang Siwei and decided to go to a place called Wuchuan to find him tomorrow.

The name is quite nice.

For some reason, Concubine Liu Yi always felt that there was something wrong with the width of the road these past two days.

But when asked to describe it, she was at a loss for words.

When they talked on the phone yesterday, the image of Lu Kuan in her mind was like Li Ming, who had just lost his father in "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button".

Seeing that Zhang Manyu had a boyfriend, his back as he silently turned and left was heartbreaking.

Backlit shots? That's the word, right? The wide roads nowadays seem to have their own backlighting.

Thinking of this, she dialed the phone anxiously.

"Are you really here?"

"Yes, are you still collecting folk songs in that small town?"

"Ah."

"Tomorrow morning, early, around 8:, meet me at the entrance of the Shuimo Town Primary School. I'll take you to climb the tea mountain."

This was the first time Liu Yifei heard him speak like this, as if he was arranging work processes for his subordinates.

She didn't know that 8: was considered a good time.

The town primary school starts at 8:, and that's when the school gate is busiest. He has gotten used to the pattern of coming and going over the past two days.

Children like Doji, who help their families pick and sell tea early in the morning, almost always arrive at the school gate at this time.

There was no one around, so Lu Kuan took out the sharp nails he had bought from the hardware store from his bag and quietly approached Lao Fan's second-hand Paladin.

"You little devil's car, you did a good deed today, and I'll forgive you."

He held the flashlight in his left hand and shone it on the upper part of the wheel. He crawled under the car with difficulty on his back, recalling the conversations with the bald stuntman Jack on the set during the filming of "Alien Land".

"We probed under the chassis and found the approximate location of the brake master cylinder. The brake oil pipes extended along the chassis to each wheel."

"You secretly used a sharp object to poke a small hole in the brake oil pipe, allowing the brake fluid to leak out slowly."

"This way it won't be too dangerous at the beginning. After a while, when he realizes the brakes haven't worked, it will be too late."

"This is what I learned in the Colima gangs. That little hole is extremely difficult to find, and the Mexican police have no way of collecting evidence to convict me."

Boss Lu's hands were shaking. He did find the place, but he was hesitant to do it.

Jack, Jack, why the hell did you have to let me hear you bragging!

With a barely audible "pop" sound, he placed a thick piece of newspaper on the ground below the oil leak and pressed it down with stones.

Then he quickly moved away from under the car as if nothing had happened.

His heart was beating wildly as he looked in the mirror at himself in this life.

"For the last time, really the last time!"

Lu Kuan suddenly roared at the mirror with a ferocious look on his face.

"Remember, you are not the savior!"

The small bathroom was filled with the echo of impotent rage.

His voice suddenly weakened again.

"Fuck, I'm so scared."

Lu Kuan turned off the lights, wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, and his body trembled slightly.

At 2005 o'clock in the morning on March 3, 8, Liu Yifei, dressed in disguise, got off the car with her slightly plump agent at the national highway at the east entrance of Shuimo Town.

The road in the town is difficult to drive on, and the driver said he would not take us in no matter what.

"There are ravines and gullies in there. I have to go around a long way to get out!"

Yang Siwei pinched his waist and was about to yell, but was pulled back by Xiao Liu.

"Let's go, let's go. We came here to climb the mountain for exercise. Let's quickly ask for directions to the town primary school."

For some reason, she was even more restless today and just wanted to find Lu Kuan as soon as possible.

Concubine Liu Yi loosened the scarf wrapped around her head a little: "No one here should recognize me, right?"

"No! You should still wear it. If some random things are photographed, it's hard to explain."

"I'm saying, can you two not go on dates in places like this next time? It's not very friendly to fat people like us, you know?"

Xiao Liu laughed and scolded her: "What date?! He's here to collect folk songs, and I'm here to take a break, just like the last time he went to Jiuzhaigou for a break."

"Whatever you say, I won't go up the mountain later. I'll wait for you downstairs."

"But this tea mountain looks really beautiful, lush and green, refreshing."

Liu Yifei and Yang Siwei asked for directions while enjoying the beautiful scenery along the road.

But I didn't feel like that anymore after driving carefully into the wide road at the west entrance of the town.

At this moment, he was frantically rehearsing the stunts that would be performed later.

According to the physical data previously simulated in Butian Film, if I hit the wall at 50 mph and then swerve to make the tailspin, nothing serious will happen.

If he got hit, he would pretend to faint so that the kids around the school, like Doggie who drank all three bottles of Coke yesterday, would see him.

Or Xiao Liu, who had an appointment to meet at 8:, saw me.

You won’t die or be disabled, so just let it hurt.

I hope Xiao Liu is a girl with a good sense of time.

He moved the car forward at a snail's pace, looked at his nervous and frantic face in the rearview mirror, and swore again.

The last time, really the last time.

After being reborn, I have a broad path and can live up to everyone's expectations.

Find the south wall of the town primary school where there are the least people, and observe that there is no one around to avoid accidental injury.

I silently chanted "May you be blessed with infinite happiness" in my heart, and temporarily hugged the old ancestor's feet.

Speed ​​up, 5 yards, 15 yards, 30 yards, 50 yards!
Drift!

Why can’t I shake it?
Fuck your joint venture car!
Hug to death!
With a loud "bang", the entire front of the white Paladin wedged into the low wall, and the fragile wall of the town primary school collapsed!

Through the light-filmed side windshield, as if entering the bullet time in "The Matrix", Lu Kuan saw Liu Yifei running towards him crying.

This was the last scene he saw before his remaining consciousness disappeared, like the final freeze frame of the movie "The 400 Blows", which completely penetrated into his soul.

With his pounding heartbeat, Lu Kuan's eyes slowly turned blood red, and then returned to darkness.

"Headline! Renowned young Chinese director Lu Kuan was involved in a car accident while filming in Aba, Sichuan Province!"

"Sister Fairy secretly met her lover Lu Kuan, who accidentally crashed his car into a wall and has been unconscious for over 3 hours!"

"The Beijing Olympic Organizing Committee confirmed that Director Lu Kuan had participated in the opening ceremony design competition, but unfortunately, something unexpected happened!"

"He reached the peak just four years after his debut. What an unfortunate fate for a talented director!"

"Love has always been saddened by separation, and a genius director's secret meeting with his girlfriend is plagued by twists and turns!"

There must be a presence for the most popular director in the domestic entertainment industry, or the most famous and influential director.

Just three hours after the news broke, the VIP ward of West China Hospital of Sichuan University was crowded with reporters.

Fan Jianchuan, who rushed over after hearing the news, was blocked by reporters at one end of the corridor. There was also a uncle in a peaked hat next to him, who had a high police rank.

"Yes, Director Lu was driving my car. He came to me to borrow some old stuff from the 70s to make a movie."

"What? No, he went to Shuimo because he likes drinking tea, and he just got a job at the Olympics, so he went there to collect folk songs."

The reporter asked another question, and the man in the peaked cap on the side took over: "The current investigation is that it is an accident. The brake fluid of this Paladin leaked for no reason, and the brakes malfunctioned."

"It must have been an accident."

The news spread quickly, and Beijing Film Academy President Zhang Huijun and Director of the Directing Department Tian Zhuangzhuang rushed to Chengdu as soon as they got off the plane.

Han Shanping arrived the earliest, but he didn't go back at all. He returned to his old base, the Emei Film Studio, where he drank heavily for two days and visited several old leaders and colleagues.

Yang Siwei stood outside the ward, his face stern. "Reporters, please remain quiet. I'll repeat this one last time."

"Guardian Lu's vital signs are stable, and he has no fractures, penetrating wounds, or head injuries!"

Apple Daily's editor, Xiao Yanjing, scoffed: "Three hours without waking up. Medically, six hours without waking up means serious brain damage. You're still quite optimistic. I think..."

This is a newspaper that has always been at odds with Boss Lu, and it has a crooked bottom.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

Concubine Liu Yi pushed the door open and came out, her pretty face flushed with anger, pointing at the little glasses angrily.

Yang Siwei quickly pushed her back to the ward. After this burst of anger, he was determined to confirm the rumor.

The entertainment reporters were of course happy to watch the fun and had already written down a sketch in their notebooks: "The underage actress is obsessed with her lover and angrily denounces reporters for their concern."

Hate others, but laugh others.

A young director who has built such a huge career in just four years and won more than half of the three major European awards and Oscars will make many people jealous.

Not to mention that his latest movie, which has been released for more than a week, has already grossed nearly 6000 million at the box office.

Not the Lunar New Year holiday! One week! What does this mean?
Han Shanping and others created the Lunar New Year box office. Is he going to "ruin" the Lunar New Year box office by taking advantage of the Berlin Golden Bear and the Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film?

Does this prove that a non-Lunar New Year and non-purely commercial film can also top the annual box office champion?
Your last name is Lu, but you block the way for too many people.

The crew of "If Love" in Peking.

Zhou Xun, who was putting on makeup, changed her expression drastically after hearing a few whispers from her assistant, and went straight to director Chen Kexin with her makeup on.

"Director Chen, I need to take a leave and go to Chengdu."

Chen Kexin adjusted her glasses dissatisfiedly: "Zhou Xun, today we are mainly filming your scene. If there is nothing particularly important, you can see..."

"It's important, very important. I'm sorry, director."

Zhou Xun didn't look at the Xiangjiang director's gloomy face again, and turned back to the RV to pack up his things.

Movies are nothing, buddies are important.

Mei Yanfang from Hong Kong had asked her agent Wang Minhui to buy her a plane ticket. She banged her head against the rear window of a moving Lexus with a splitting headache.

Could it be that God has put this disaster on my younger brother because he saved me?

Jinling, Jiangsu Province.

"Jay Chou! Something bad has happened!" Li Fengni, who is a size larger than Yang Siwei, pushed open the door of the rehearsal room in a panic. Tonight is his solo concert tour.

Jay Chou frowned and put down his phone: "I saw it, damn it!"

He hit the dressing table hard and his phone fell to the ground.

"Please book me the earliest ticket for the concert. You can go over and check out the situation first."

Li Fengni pushed the door open and went out. Jay Chou leaned back in his chair irritably, thinking about asking the whole audience to give their best wishes to their good friend before singing "Snail" tonight.

Repulse Bay mansion.

Li Shoucheng, who had just finished lunch, hung up the phone with Huo Wenxi and walked to the study with a heavy heart.

The storyboard drawings of "Whiplash", which he regarded as a treasure and believed could bring him good luck, were placed on his desk.

He was a little worried and thought of the deceased Uncle Chen's judgment on his fate.

Good fortune comes to the East China Sea, which is rare in a thousand years.

"Oh, it's just a small matter, nothing serious."

Peking, Huayi headquarters, today is the regular meeting of senior management and core artists.

"Mr. Wang, the news is true. Lu Kuan was in a car accident and is unconscious. It's been almost four hours."

Wang Dajun's secretary seemed to be reporting quietly, but his voice had already spread throughout the quiet conference room.

Zhou Jun glanced indifferently at Bingbing who was flipping through the March issue of Harper's Bazaar across from him.

The latter was whispering to Huo Siyan beside him, and seemed not to have heard the news that had shocked the domestic entertainment industry.

"Si Yan, your photos for this episode are really good, but you didn't choose these tassel earrings well. Let me tell you..."

"Bingbing?"

The actress looked up and smiled, "Boss Zhou, what's wrong?"

Zhou Jun leaned back in his chair gracefully: "That's what I think."

"Although Wenjie and Huayi are competitors, at a critical moment like this, we still have to show our humanitarian spirit."

"I just watched the news. Zhou Xun, Feng Yuanzheng, Mei Yanfang, Radio and Television, Beijing Film Academy, Eagle King, most of the entertainment industry is going to die."

He smiled and turned to Wang Dajun: "Dajun, shouldn't we also show some courtesy and send a representative to offer our condolences?"

"Otherwise it would seem like I'm secretly gloating, haha."

Before Wang Dajun could respond, Wang Xiaolei, whose expression had been radiant since hearing the news, couldn't contain his excitement: "That's right! Although they are competitors, they are also colleagues in the same industry!"

"We are all working together to contribute to the development of Chinese films, and this is the way it should be."

Zhou Jun echoed him: "Yeah! That's right, I think Bingbing should take the trouble to go there?"

Fan Bingbing was stunned: "Me? Is it appropriate?"

Zhou Jun stood up and walked over, patting her shoulder: "It's suitable, why not? You just finished acting in their "Single Men and Women", so you should have a good relationship with them, right?"

Bingbing tried his best to conceal the violent emotions in his heart, and just now he was just using the casual chat with Huo Siyan to cover up his mistakes.

At this moment, facing the Zhou army who was observing him closely, the calmness between the lines of his words was like the tongue of a poisonous snake, tentatively approaching little by little.

You have to stay calm.

Top actresses all have top-notch hearts. Bingbing smiled and turned around, patting Zhou Jun with a look of anger and embarrassment: "Boss Zhou, even though you are the leader, you can't talk nonsense, right?"

"I am a devoted person and plan to work at Huayi until I retire."

"Hey, Bingbing, what you said is not right."

Zhou Jun smiled elegantly and casually: "If Lu Kuan continues to be unconscious, he may never wake up."

"You are the only actress in the company who has worked with him. Go and see him. It will be good for your reputation."

Bingbing tried his best to endure the malice in his words and wished he could slap Zhou Jun in the face.

"Okay, then I'll follow the leader's arrangements."

Bingbing suddenly smiled sweetly, revealing her neatly braided teeth.

She passed by Zhou Jun like a cloud emerging from a mountain, grabbed the khaki windbreaker draped over the armrest of the chair, and walked away with a clattering sound of her high heels.

West China Hospital, Chengdu.

At one end of the corridor, Han Shanping hung up the phone and walked through the crowd of reporters to enter the ward.

"Mr. Han! Mr. Han, are you considering changing the director of 'Tangshan Earthquake'?"

Facing the constant barrage of guns and cameras, Old Han, who usually has a bad temper, remained calm.

"'Tangshan Earthquake' is a film with industry-led investment, and a major theme project that has attracted attention and concern from all over the country."

"Apart from Director Lu Kuan, I can't think of anyone else in China who can make this film well. We will keep waiting for him."

The man with the flat head walked into the ward, and Liu Xiaoli was tucked in the corner of the quilt for Lu Kuan who was on a ventilator.

Concubine Liu Yi sat beside him, her clothes soaked with tears. She stared at him with her swollen eyes, unwilling to move away for even a second.

Liu Xiaoli came over and asked with concern: "Boss Han, Xiaolu is here..."

"Don't worry, I've contacted the Municipal Party Committee. They'll ask all the brain injury experts in the city to come for a consultation as soon as possible."

Han Shanping sighed immediately: "But then again, the best hospital in Sichuan Province is West China Hospital."

There is no need to continue with the rest of the words, as the mother and daughter in the room can understand.

If we can't save him in West China Hospital, who else can we rely on?
"By the way, Yifei, where's his senior brother?" Han Shanping suddenly remembered that Lu Kuan had no living relatives, and if he had surgery, he would need to sign something...

"I contacted Zhuang Xu immediately. He has some troubles with Blog.com and can't come over for the time being."

She bit her lip tightly, unwilling to imagine the worst case scenario: "If necessary, I will sign for him."

Zhuang Xu was naturally extremely anxious, but in order to help his junior brother keep an eye on the situation and prevent outside enemies from taking advantage of the situation, he had to take charge personally.

Han Shanping's phone rang again: "Hello? Lao Zhang, is that you? Great, great, thank you!"

He put down the phone. "Chairman Liu of the Olympic Organizing Committee said that Comrade Xiaolu was in danger while collecting information about the Olympic plan. They have already communicated with the Union Hospital and the PLA General Hospital, and they will send a medical team as soon as possible!"

Liu Yifei's tearful eyes finally showed some life, her already cracked lips moved, she wanted to say something but turned her head away.

The last time I looked back, I saw him standing outside the door, exhausted. That scene was frozen in my mind and warmed my whole body.

This time when she was in danger, seeing him with his face covered in blood and his eyes closed facing her, it was like a steel needle piercing her nerves, and the pain made her tremble all over.

Wake up!
Aren’t you a little fairy? Can you save yourself? You still have to celebrate my eighteenth birthday...
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The little immortal was wandering in his trance, and he had entered an extremely mysterious state.

It was like entering the wormhole in "Interstellar". Lu Kuan only felt that his consciousness was projecting outward, and looking inward, he saw his body suddenly growing and shrinking.

He suddenly felt a light pat on the head.

"The road is wide, the road is wide?"

Jianguomenwai Street, China World Hotel, and Summer Palace.

"You kid, you passed out after just a few drinks. You've been asleep for about five minutes, right?"

Yao, the Cyberspace Administration's leader, also angrily directed the waiter, "Fill his glass again! He's only drunk so much! How can you be like Boss Lu?"

Lu Kuan looked up in bewilderment, and looked around, feeling inexplicably surprised! Wasn't this the last drink in his previous life?!

"Leader Yao, Xiao Gu, President Wei, you..."

He looked at the leaders, partners and clients in front of him in a bit of astonishment.

Dreams and reality were intertwined, and Boss Lu recalled the last time he saw Xiao Liu, who was running towards him with bloodshot eyes.

"Where's Xiao Liu, where's Concubine Liu Yi?"

President Wei sneered, "President Lu, you haven't even received Bingbing's order yet, so why are you still thinking about Concubine Liu Yi?"

"Huang Yimei is on the rise, why would she need you as her PR?"

Mr. Wei is a broker, and he slammed the table.

"In short, are you going to do Fan Bingbing's project? She's currently offering orders worth 5000 million yuan each in the industry. Just bring me the plan and I'll negotiate!"

He glanced at Leader Yao, who remained silent, and the latter nodded slightly.

Mr. Wei took the order from Fan Bingbing and gave it to Lu Kuan’s public relations company, and he took a 30% commission.

The 1500 million is partly his and partly Yao's.

After all, if you want to skirt the ban on the Internet, you still need key figures to turn a blind eye.

But when it comes to professionalism, those in the industry who can say they are sure to take over this business have a bright future ahead of them. It’s just that 30% is too much, and both sides are still bargaining.

Leader Yao will just show up today and take charge. He will not express his opinion. Everything will be left to Mr. Wei to communicate.

Xiao Gu anxiously retorted to his partner, saying that he could usually finish two kilograms without breaking a sweat, but today it took him five minutes just to finish a few glasses of wine.

We've finally come to this point, why not have a drink to deepen the conversation?
Boss Lu's face turned pale and sweat broke out on his forehead. He was anxious to find out what was true and what was false.

Is he Zhuang Sheng or Butterfly now?
Thinking of the world in another life, the Golden Lion, the Golden Bear, Oscar, Xiao Liu, Bingbing...

He stood up suddenly and ran out of the door in a state of disarray amidst everyone's astonishment.

The CBD Plaza was crowded at night. Lu Kuan stumbled all the way to the escalator, where there was a Wanda Cinema next to it.

He frowned and thought for a few seconds, then turned and walked in.

"Do you still have 'The Curious Case of Benjamin Button'? Give me a copy."

The ticket seller was confused: "What is 'The Curious Case of Benjamin Button'?"

Boss Lu was furious: "Li Ming! Li Ming! Lu Kuan took this photo!"

"The Golden Bear! Haven't you seen it?"

"Damn it! He just won the Golden Bear!"

The conductor looked at the madman dancing with joy, his face darkening: "Sir, could you calm down a little?"

The crowd of onlookers grew larger and larger, and as the road widened, my heart couldn't help but sink. I pushed aside the onlookers and ran away.

There is a large outdoor screen on the outer wall of CBD, which displays the advertisement of "Rose".

Lu Kuan stood there in a daze, looking into the image of Concubine Liu Yi's eyes through time and space.

He looked in disbelief.

But I have to believe it.

Am I really back again???
Watching the seventeen-year-old girl turn into the thirty-seven-year-old Huang Yimei on the screen, Lu Kuan muttered like an idiot.

"Huang Yimei... Xiao Liu..."

A couple walked by, and the girl covered her mouth and chuckled: "Another fan is fascinated by our Xixi. She looks like Xiao Liu even though she's already an uncle, hehe."

"What do you know!?"

Lu Kuan pointed at the young couple in dissatisfaction and scolded them, his face twisted and ferocious.

"I taught her, you know? Huh?"

"I was the one who taught her acting! I was the one who took her to the European Film Festival! I was the one who protected her from the Huayi people!"

The man in the young couple was tall and stood out to block his frightened girlfriend.

"Are you stupid? Huayi, they're almost going bankrupt."

"Who the hell did you come up from the ground? Are you a teacher at Beijing Film Academy? And you're teaching Xixi acting? What an idiot!"

"Let's go, ignore the psychopath!"

Boss Lu had never been humiliated like this before. Just as he was about to rush forward, his clothes were suddenly pulled.

"Aga? Take me to the movies again?"

"belch!"

Lu Kuan looked back in disbelief. Doji was standing behind him with a smile on his face and eyes as dark as ink.

As they passed by, the crowds of people passed by them as if they didn't even look at this strange couple.

"Doggie? Did you mean 'The Curious Case of Benjamin Button'?"

The Tibetan child nodded heavily and pointed his finger at the quartz clock on the outer wall of the CBD.

"Aga, look, the clock is in the opposite direction."

Lu Kuan felt a splitting headache, and scenes flashed through his mind, lingering on what he had said to Doji before.

[Actually, clocks... can also run backwards, just like people.]

He died and came back to life.

"Boom!"

The road was so wide that I had to turn my head sideways.

The quartz clock struck the hour, like a heavy hammer hitting his heart, and a burst of white light instantly exploded before his eyes!

The backwards pointer ticked beside his ears, like the sound of a huge bell from ancient times, or like thousands of silver bells being shaken violently at the same time, shaking his consciousness into chaos!
"what!"

He sat up on the bed, breathing heavily, the hair on his forehead completely soaked with sweat, and a scream scared the little girl beside him.

"Lukuan! You're awake!"

Concubine Liu Yi cried with joy, and regardless of whether he had just woken up from a dream or had just recovered from a serious illness, she hugged his neck and refused to let go.

Pressing against his sweaty face, the warmth of their skin brought the despairing girl back to life.

"Wuwuwu...you scared me to death...wuwuwu."

The wide road is where Zhuangzi was lost in his dream of butterflies in the morning, and Xiao Liu placed his spring love on the cuckoo in the eyes of King Wang.

The doctoral supervisor from West China Medical School, the city's neurosurgery expert, and the experts from Union Hospital and 301 Hospital who were just about to start the consultation across from the bed all looked at the patient in amazement.

This is the strangest case these famous doctors have ever encountered!
There were almost no major external injuries on his body, just a scratch on his forehead. He had two or three CT scans of his brain, but they couldn't find anything!

He had been in a coma for almost 7 hours, and suddenly he muttered a few words and sat up in shock in his dying dream!
The nurse monitored various vital signs and data and concluded that there was no risk. The leaders of the Chengdu Municipal Party Committee and the Tangshan Municipal Party Committee shook hands and expressed their condolences before leaving.

Yang Siwei informed the reporters outside the door of the news and asked the security guards to drive them away to prevent the patients from being disturbed.

Han Shanping, Tian Zhuangzhuang and Zhang Huijun looked at each other, and seeing how affectionate Concubine Liu Yi was, they stopped being third wheel.

Liu Xiaoli sighed and said, "Xiaolu, I'll get you something to eat."

There was only a young man and woman left in the room.

Boss Lu looked at Xiao Liu, who was hanging on him like a koala. "Loosen up a bit, are you trying to strangle me to death?"

Concubine Liu Yi blushed as if she had just woken from a dream and sat back on the bed: "You really scared me to death..."

"Where's my phone?"

"Give."

The road was wide and the cover was flipped, and then I realized that the battery was out.

He leaned against the bed to calm himself down, then suddenly remembered something and casually said, "Call Sun Wenwen for me."

"okay."

Liu Yifei took out her cell phone and was about to dial a number, but stopped abruptly.

"What's her number?"

Xiao Liu swallowed hard and almost got exposed.

You bastard! Why are you scheming as soon as you open your eyes?!

Boss Lu's lips were chapped, and he smiled a bit creepily: "Sun Wenwen, you don't have her number?"

"No, I've never been to the interpersonal world, how could I have her number?"

The little girl looked at him innocently. The ward was silent for two seconds, which felt like a battle between two masters.

"Haha, forget it, I'll fight myself later."

Liu Yifei's heart was pounding. It was really exciting to live with such a person.

She suddenly remembered the names Lu Kuan had called out before he woke up.

"You seemed to be talking in your sleep just now."

"Oh? What did you say?"

"You mentioned the name of your adoptive mother's character in the movie, Zeng Wenxiu."

Lu Kuan was shocked!
Concubine Liu Yi suddenly felt a little shy and a little happy, as if she had fallen into a honey pot: "And me, hehe."

"I'm not scolding you, am I?"

"Of course not! Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu, is so good at calling!"

Boss Lu frowned and recalled, this should be what he murmured when he saw the advertisement in CBD in his dream?

Unexpectedly, all of this was heard by Concubine Liu Yi who was guarding the bed.

The seventeen-year-old girl's face suddenly turned from sunny to cloudy, and she wanted to ask who the last name he called was, Huang Yimei.

But seeing that he was silent and had just recovered from a serious illness, I didn't have the heart to ask him any more questions.

Let’s wait until he gets better.

Huang Yimei, I want to see which slutty vixen you are!
Xiao Liu cursed himself twenty years from now in his heart, but the "slutty fox" in this life just happened to push the door open and walk in.

"Lu...Lu Dao, are you okay?"

Bingbing had just finished a short jog, his face flushed, and his heart was almost in his throat.

Fortunately, I heard that he had woken up at the hospital gate, otherwise I would have been worried to death.

Concubine Liu Yi glanced at her with dissatisfaction and sat on the edge of the bed without moving.

"Bingbing, it's okay. Why did you rush here?"

Fan Bingbing glanced at Liu Yifei, who was looking at him indifferently, and said frankly, "Several leaders of Huayi are very concerned about their colleagues in the industry. I came to visit them as a representative."

"Ah."

Xiao Liu snorted coldly and turned as cold as ice towards the cute Lu Kuan.

care?

It would be nice not to add insult to injury.

Fortunately, the awkward atmosphere did not last too long, and Zhou Xun, Feng Yuanzheng, Mei Yanfang and others pushed the door open one after another.

"Little brother, what are you doing?"

Mei Yanfang's eyes were filled with tears as she touched the wound on his forehead.

"Oh, I accidentally got into a car accident. It's a small matter, nothing serious."

"Brother Xun, Teacher Feng, is it worth your while to make this trip?"

Zhou Xun sat down on the edge of the bed: "Are you okay? Can you have a couple of drinks?"

Concubine Liu Yi scolded: "No, no, I have to quit smoking and drinking. The doctor said so."

Boss Lu's face darkened. You are so good at falsely conveying the emperor's decree. Why don't you mention that women should also quit having sex?

Mei Yanfang and Zhou Xun looked at each other and smiled.

Bingbing pursed his lips tightly, feeling very bitter.

Fan Jianchuan knocked on the door and smiled innocently, "Director Lu, this kid followed you here and refused to leave."

Doji's dark little face poked in and he looked at Boss Lu lying on the bed with a smile on his face.

You kid, it was worth it that I treated you to three bottles of Feichang Cola!
If it weren’t for the clock that you pointed to at the end, which was in the opposite direction, I wouldn’t have known if I could get back!

"Come on! Come on, you saved me!"

Concubine Liu Yi was surprised and asked, "How did you know?"

"You were already unconscious at the time, and the seat belt was stuck. Doji cut it open with a sharp stone."

Lu Kuan was stunned when he heard this.

In reality, he saved himself with a stone, and in his dream, he woke himself up with a clock running in the opposite direction, and remembered the two sentences he had said to him.

There is a certain destiny somewhere.

Some things really can't be said.

He pretended to sigh deeply and said, "Brother Fan, I need your help."

Fan Jianchuan looked dissatisfied: "Brother, don't say you are helping me. This time it is my brother who has harmed you. My car, ah!"

"It was running fine before, I don't know what happened!"

Lu Kuan smiled and said, “Don’t talk about this.”

"Doji saved me, and the folks in Shuimo Town saved me. I also broke into someone else's school wall."

"I made a decision."

"All net profits from Wenjie's 60% stake in 'Tangshan Earthquake' will be used to donate to build school buildings in impoverished villages in Sichuan Province!"

"Let's start from Wuchuan Shuimo Town!"

Fan Jianchuan, who greatly admired the young director's patriotism, was so excited when he heard the words, "That's great!"

"What do you need me to do?"

Boss Lu said sternly, "Let's talk behind closed doors. If there's no oversight for these kinds of donations and construction projects, very few will actually be implemented."

"Brother Fan, you have an excellent reputation and good connections in Sichuan Province. I would like to give this fund to you."

"I can only trust you to leave it to you, and together with the staff of Wenjie, you can truly do this job well and create a good learning environment for children like Doji."

"I'll ask Blog.com to cooperate and publicly disclose all the expenses for the donation to the teaching building on the website. I invite the whole society to supervise. Is that okay?"

Fan Jianchuan shook Boss Lu's hand firmly and said, "I will do my best to complete the task!"

“The movie won’t be released until the end of the year, but the construction of the teaching building cannot be delayed.”

"Well, Wenjie will advance 6000 million yuan, and your brother will take charge of this work first."

"no problem!"

Mei Yanfang smiled and said, "Count me in. I'll donate 500 million, then go back to the Hong Kong Charity Federation to make some preparations and look for Gu Zai and the others."

Bingbing pledged 200 million yuan as a way to help Lu Kuan repay his gratitude and pay off his debts.

Liu Yifei, Zhou Xun, Feng Yuanzheng and others all seconded the proposal to donate. Although their financial abilities varied, their love was the same.

Lu Kuan suddenly seemed to remember something: "I was very moved by the preparation of 'Tangshan Earthquake' this time, considering that our Sichuan Province is also in an earthquake zone."

"Brother Fan, I demand that every teaching building must meet the 8-level earthquake resistance standard. If you want to do it, make it the best. If the money is not enough, I will pay more."

Fan Jianchuan hesitated a bit: "Brother, isn't level 8 too high? I think the strength standards of levels 6 and 7 are already very high."

"As someone who builds museums, I know that the construction cost of a Class 8 standard teaching building is at least 1500 yuan per square meter. This is for plain terrain, and it is even more expensive in mountainous terrain."

"No, just the highest standards."

Lu Kuan sighed: "You don't know, Brother Fan, I believe it."

"The Great Treatise on Response to Good and Evil says that the rewards for good and evil follow you like a shadow. I must do this perfectly, or I'll harbor resentment for the rest of my life."

Everyone around who knew his previous name as the Little God was shocked when they heard this.

Fan Jianchuan was a man of action, so he immediately started counting on his fingers.

"The population density of teaching buildings is generally 0.75 to 0.9 people per square meter. If we follow such a high intensity, we should calculate it based on a population density of 0.8!"

"A primary school in a town like Shuimo has only about 100 students, and a junior high school has about the same number. A teaching building for more than 200 students would cost about 40 yuan."

"Yeah, that's about the same. A big colonel will build a big building, and a small colonel will build a small building."

"but..."

Lu Kuan smiled and said, "We are all family here, so go ahead and speak."

Bingbing felt warmed when he heard this.

Fan Jianchuan kindly reminded him, "I also did charity work in my early years. There's something I must tell you."

"Charity is something that fears both the public and the private. The public wants to eat, and the private wants to take."

"If you build this 40 yuan building, it will probably cost more than 60 yuan after all the expenses are taken into account."

This was said cryptically, but everyone present understood what it meant except Concubine Liu Yi who was a little confused.

"I will consider this matter and pay serious attention to it in public opinion to warn those with evil intentions."

"In addition to our industry-wide PR department, I will also find a top foreign supervision company to work with you."

These days, people are afraid that everything will be exposed and affect the country's image, especially at the critical juncture of hosting the Olympic Games.

This kind of "using foreign powers to bully others" is a helpless measure.

I hope that this money can be put to practical use to the greatest extent possible, and I can't be too harsh on the rest.

Liu Yifei's phone suddenly rang: "It's Brother Jie Lun."

"Hey?"

Liu Yifei turned on the speakerphone, and everyone was startled by the noisy sound from the other side.

Mei Yanfang was the most experienced: "At the concert?"

Jay Chou's voice came from the phone: "The next song is 'Snail', dedicated to my friend A Kuan who just woke up..."

Everyone listened to the song attentively and felt extremely warm at the moment.

Lu Kuan couldn't help but think of the magical dream that was still lingering in his mind.

Was it even really a dream?
At this moment, am I Zhuangzi or a butterfly?

He glanced again at Concubine Liu Yi, who was looking at him with rosy cheeks and a face as red as rosy.

The latter smiled sweetly at him, which was very different from the aloof Huang Yimei on the huge poster in his dream.

The next day, Wenjie Holdings held a grand press conference at the new exhibition center in Century City, Chengdu.

Boss Lu, dressed in a luxurious haute couture suit, stood on the stage. After the "life and death crisis", he looked more mature and solemn than his age.

"Good morning, everyone."

"In light of the concern expressed by all sectors of society, my family, friends, leaders, and colleagues, I am holding this press conference to address these concerns and to avoid further diverting public resources."

The media in the audience were all snapping away, and Travel Channel and Wenjie Video were broadcasting the entire event live.

Yesterday, rumors of his life and death were rampant. This young director, who just won the Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film and whose film "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button" is still in theaters, is gaining popularity and attracting considerable attention.

"On March 3, I went to Chengdu to visit Director Fan Jianchuan and asked him for help in collecting props for the Tangshan Earthquake."

"Director Fan was very enthusiastic and lent me his car to visit Shuimo Town in Wuchuan for some sightseeing. Unexpectedly, there was a car accident due to some unexpected reasons. Fortunately, there were no casualties."

"I am very grateful to the teachers, students and fellow villagers of Shuimo Town Primary School who saved me, and I am also sorry for the damage to the teaching facilities."

"Yesterday, at the critical moment of my life, I had a realization, and today I made an important decision!"

The reporters were eagerly waiting, knowing that the main part was about to begin.

"All net box office proceeds from the 60% stake held by Wenjie Holdings in 'Tangshan Earthquake' will be used to donate and build school buildings in underdeveloped areas of Wuchuan and surrounding counties, cities, and towns!"

"In view of the late release date of the film, as the president of Wenjie Holdings, I hereby allocate the first batch of 6000 million RMB for the preliminary construction."

"At the same time, the company will entrust Mr. Fan Jianchuan as the general person in charge of the construction of the 'Wenjie Hope Primary School', and Ms. Mei Yanfang and Ms. Liu Yifei as love ambassadors."

"We will work together with the internationally renowned Ipposen Construction Supervision Company and Blog.com's exclusive detailed supervision and publicity to get this done!"

A reporter in the audience raised his hand and asked, "Mr. Lu, what does the detailed supervision and disclosure of blog websites mean?"

"It's a detailed breakdown of each school's donation, including cost, construction status, completion acceptance, and until it's put into use."

"We will ask the blog.com editorial team to follow the entire process and regularly publish information online for public review and supervision!"

The whole audience burst into applause instantly!

"it is good!"

"Director Lu is so kind and righteous!"

“I have to go see The Curious Case of Benjamin Button again tonight!”

The number of people online at Wenjie Video exceeds 500 million, but there are fewer words about washing machines today.

Positive energy is inspiring at any time.

Of course, the mockery of Lu Chuan and others in Huayi's office for his pursuit of fame and reputation is also an ugly behavior shared by many public intellectuals in front of the screen.

They are keen on criticism and reflection and do not like to see such unity.

In the next two days, Boss Lu pretended to lead a condolence team to Shuimo Town, especially to the home of the Tibetan boy Doji, to donate money and supplies.

In order to accomplish this task without causing himself to be suspected three years later, Boss Lu was extremely concerned.

Repaying a favor was a perfect excuse, and he had really escaped death and almost didn't wake up. No one could blame him or doubt his intentions.

Three years later, in addition to being able to protect those smiling faces like Doggie's that he had seen with his own eyes.

Personally, he can also achieve the golden body.

The Zhou army was like a venomous snake, and he had to add buffs in all directions to protect himself.

Liu Xiaoli, her daughter and Yang Siwei returned to Peiping first.

This time, Liu Yifei's demeanor in front of the reporters and the coincidence of her appearance at the scene of the car accident are difficult to explain.

Such young actresses who attract teenage fan groups are still relatively sensitive when it comes to love and relationships.

Lu Kuan instructed the blogosphere to suppress the related hype, and since there was no solid evidence, the incident gradually died down.

But the Hope Primary School project, which is dedicated to doing good deeds, is really well-organized.

In addition to Wenjie, China Film Group and Tangshan also responded to the donation proposal, but they were not so generous. They only donated part of their profits to participate in the construction of a charitable primary school.

In view of this, CCTV, People's Daily, Guang Pao and China Charity News Network have published and forwarded Wenjie's donation statement.

However, such a transparent donation process has put a sudden increase in pressure on other organizations in the industry. Many netizens have gone to the blogs of organizations such as the Red Cross to post articles calling for them to follow suit.

Of course he knew that a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, and this would inadvertently offend people.

But if the flow of money is not supervised by public disclosure, the money may not be put to good use. Saving lives is his greatest desire, and there is no other way.

Concubine Liu Yi left, but the vixen in her eyes naturally stayed.

"Zhou Jun?"

"What did he say?"

Fan Bingbing recounted the meeting that day, word for word, including the expressions of the dogs and cats she secretly observed.

Lu Kuan laughed dumbly: "I am indeed suspicious of you."

He hugged the actress into his arms: "Are you scared?"

"Not afraid."

Bingbing suddenly started to cry: "I was worried that something might happen to you. I was really scared this time!"

"Didn't we just check it? The waves are still roaring. Are you relieved now?"

"I burst into tears as soon as I left the office. I almost got caught."

Bingbing asked him to put his ear close to his heartbeat.

"The frequency back then was ten times faster than it is now!"

Lu Kuan held her face gently and pecked her forehead: "Don't worry, I am a little fairy."

"Huh, you're still a little god, what happened this time?"

"Oh! Even gods take naps sometimes."

Bingbing, who is teasing him now, may be frightened in three years and completely tattoo his personal worship on his spiritual world.

"Zhou Jun, this is a bit tricky. He will continue to test you. Just do what you can."

"It doesn't matter. Just do it."

Every soldier understood the elegant meaning of the music by hearing it.

"That hurts and itches, do that?"

Boss Lu laughed heartily, he just liked her charming queen look.

"How much do you earn in a year? Why are you donating 200 million?"

After a long time, Bingbing let out a sigh and lay on his chest.

"They saved you, and I want to repay them."

Boss Lu smiled and stroked her smooth jade back. "It won't be convenient to ask you to act directly in the future. I recently gave Eagle King a script called "The Disciple". There is a character named Afen in it that is quite outstanding."

"If I perform well, I might even win the Best Supporting Actress Award at the Academy Awards."

Bingbing was not as excited as he had imagined, and just rubbed against him mischievously.

"I see. Thank you for thinking of me."

Lu Kuan knew exactly what she was thinking. He stroked her silky hair with his warm hands and said, "Don't worry, it will be quick."

"Ah."

While things are going smoothly here, Xiao Liu in his villa in Peking is facing a storm of criticism from his old mother.

"I won't tell you what happens in private, but can you please be a little more careful in public?"

"Han Shanping and the others are still here, and you're just hugging Xiaolu like this?"

Concubine Liu Yi had developed a thick skin towards her now: "I was just excited for a moment, don't be angry, Mom."

Liu Xiaoli sighed and held her daughter's hand: "I'm not angry, I'm just afraid of you..."

Afraid you’d get hurt.

Her face was serious: "Your father also called, I want to ask you."

"Do you really like him?"

Liu Yifei blinked her clear eyes for a few seconds and nodded with a smile.

"What about the women around him?"

"Do it one by one!"

Liu Xiaoli frowned: "What?"

"It's nothing, don't worry, Mom."

Liu Xiaoli glared: "How can I be at ease? How can I be at ease?"

"Mom doesn't want to lecture you, so I'll just tell you two things."

Xiao Liu raised her hand cooperatively: "Ms. Liu, I'm all ears!"

"Go, stop making trouble."

Liu Xiaoli held her daughter's hand and said, "No matter what you say or do, make sure it's justified."

"If you want to control him, fine, but you need to have an identity."

"Without this identity, it's fine if he cooperates with you, but what if he gets irritated by you? You'll look ugly and have no self-respect."

Concubine Liu Yi nodded: "You mean now that I'm an adult, I should let him confirm his relationship with me?"

"But he's very... very cunning. Han Shanping and Harvey and the others can't do anything to him!"

Liu Xiaoli sneered: "That's your business, you can give up?"

"Humph, no."

Concubine Liu Yi recalled that he still remembered to call her name when he was unconscious and convulsing, and her heart was warmed.

"What about the second one?"

Liu Xiaoli asked her to put away her playful smile and said word by word: "What you can't get is always the best."

"The driving force behind a man's progress is nothing more than money and women. Women contain spiritual resonance and..."

"And sex."

She felt that her daughter was almost eighteen years old and it was time to talk about these slightly sensitive topics.

"What Mom means is that even though you're eighteen, you still have to protect yourself and not be too casual about certain things. Do you understand?"

"If you don't cherish something yourself, it will be looked down upon by others."

Liu Yifei nodded in confusion, and the mother and daughter chatted for a long time before separating.

For Liu Xiaoli, her daughter's thriving career and mature and independent personality make her feel gratified, and she is very grateful to Lu Kuan, a famous teacher who guides her.

But in terms of love, she has reservations about Concubine Liu Yi's choice.

But seeing that Sissi was already deeply in love, as they were both women, she knew that the best thing to do at this time was not to stop her but to guide her and teach her to respect herself.

Xiao Liu tossed and turned in bed. He took out his cell phone to make a call but gave up. He simply got up and turned on the computer.

Open Baidu: Huang Yimei, and then click on Baidu MP3 Jay Chou's songs.

clock that travels through time

Start moving in the opposite direction

Go back to the time and space when I loved you

Stop frame content is unfaithful
. . .

(End of this chapter)