This humble Taoist priest is going to be a movie star!

In the cramped room, Zaizai tossed the rubber ball to Li Qing, who then tossed it back, playing a simple throwing game.

My son loves playing basketball.

To be precise, I like the rubber coating on the outside of the basketball.

Tearing off the rubber and playing with it is what my little one loves to do most.

He likes to play basketball.

They like to roll around on the ground and clap their hands.

Except when they are eating, drinking, or relieving themselves, they do things that are completely different from those around them most of the time.

When you laugh because something is funny, they might feel fear; when you feel something is frightening, they might go closer and flock to it.

The two worlds seem to be separate, so people with autism are cared for in every aspect of their lives, from eating and drinking to toileting.

They can only survive if they are cared for.

They are lucky; they are forever immersed in their own world.

The mundane realities of daily life will never intersect with their lives.

They were also unfortunate.

Those who love them have endured everything for them.

Li Qing played the role of the child while also taking care of him, helping Zhou Qiaohui look after him.

She took on the role of caregiver, embracing the role of the baby's mother.

One time, when Li Qing and he were tired from playing together, he suddenly burst into tears and then started throwing things in a fit of rage.

The cup he used was plastic and couldn't be broken, but not everything in the house is unbreakable.

Zhou Qiaohui silently put away the radio that had been smashed, and said to herself with a self-deprecating smile.

"Even if I were to smash it, this thing might not break; the quality is really good."

Li Qing was speechless for a moment.

......

The steaming hot food was served; today's dish was stir-fried shredded potatoes with pork.

This is the dish that my little one loves to eat the most.

The little boy eats with great enthusiasm, making a mess everywhere, while Zhou Qiaohui quietly picks it all up.

This is true every day, every hour.

While it was said that Li Qing was observing the baby, most of the time she was actually observing how Zhou Qiaohui took care of the baby and how she lived alone with this huge burden.

Taking a break from her busy schedule, Zhou Qiaohui joked.

"So, great actor, what have you come up with these past few days?"

Li Qing paused for a moment before speaking.

"He likes the rubber on basketballs."

"He really dislikes any changes to the house. Even if the table is moved slightly, he will find a time when no one is watching and secretly move it back."

"He likes the female celebrities on the posters... and he secretly hid Wang Fei's posters."

"You like to eat shredded potatoes and sliced ​​meat, you like lean meat and don't eat fatty meat, so you always pick out the fatty meat for yourself."

"He pinches his eye with his left hand to indicate that he likes or dislikes something..."

"When he feels nervous..."

Zhou Qiaohui suddenly fell silent...

Li Qing recounted these events as if they were his own treasures.

He seems quite different from those other people.

At this moment, Li Qing suddenly spoke.

"These years must have been tiring, taking care of him."

Zhou Qiaohui felt a pang of sadness: "I'm a widow and orphan, and my child still looks like this."

"Is it possible to say I'm not tired?"

If there wasn't absolutely no other way, would someone smile and sell their dignity like this?

The wound was laid bare before everyone for study.

"I've lived alone for so many years and never thought about remarrying... After all, for someone like me, remarrying would only hurt others."

"To support him."

"I've worked in electronics factories, construction sites, and chemical plants, but none of these jobs are suitable for me. I can't take care of my son. If I want to take care of him, I can only stay at home and do some simple handicrafts."

Zhou Qiaohui stared at Li Qing and said, "I'm thinking, if one day I'm gone and can't take care of Zai Zai anymore, then I'll take him with me when I die. Maybe that would be easier for him, and easier for me too."

After expressing her innermost thoughts, Zhou Qiaohui felt an unprecedented sense of relief. Over the years, she had been raising her son alone.

Raising this is a huge burden in the past, present, and future.

The food had gone cold, but Zhou Qiaohui was still talking.

Li Qing quietly became the listener.

"I've never talked about these things before, it's amazing that I'm telling you these things today," Zhou Qiaohui said. "I never thought of telling you before."

"Does this cost extra?" Li Qing asked with a smile.

Zhou Qiaohui lit a cigarette. In the shadows, her skin, covered with signs of vicissitude and wrinkles, was visible. She was clearly only in her forties, but looked like she was in her fifties.

"This is free."

"Let me tell your fortune."

"You can do this too?"

"I am a Taoist priest," Li Qing said with a smile. "Then can you take a look at me?" Zhou Qiaohui smiled, unsure whether she believed him or not.

After glancing at it, Li Qing said directly, "Live on, good things will always happen if you live on."

"real?"

"real."

...

Three days later, Li Qing's observation period here will end, and the auditions will begin, including those for the Kung Fu Emperor, director Xue Lu, and eight candidates.

Jiang Chenggang went to the residential area to pick up Li Qing to participate in the audition.

He didn't waste these past few days; his beer belly grew even bigger, and he drank with many people in the film and television industry.

However, the reward was substantial, and they learned a great deal of information, including that Li Lianjie had absolute control over the selection of Li Qing's film "Ocean Heaven."

Moreover, this kung fu emperor seemed to be quite dissatisfied with his initial impressions of all eight candidates.

In terms of appearance, he prefers someone like Guo Quan'an.

Currently, there are no such options available for him to choose from.

Jiang Chenggang didn't think much of it.

If no one is optimistic, it means everyone is starting from the same point.

Thinking about it carefully, that makes sense. After all, in the eyes of a kung fu emperor, resumes and such are all pretty much the same.

"I wonder how things are going between Li Zi and this 'Extra Money Sister'..."

Jiang Chenggang felt uncomfortable just thinking about living with a mentally ill person.

However, this also impressed Jiang Chenggang, who admired that he would go to such lengths for acting.

"People with autism are really different from ordinary people. You can even tell from their appearance that they are different from normal people. Their eyes are unfocused, as if they don't belong to this world..."

"You and he focus on different worlds. They are sensitive and vulnerable because they are closed off in their own world, making them more prone to stress reactions to external stimuli and thus more dangerous."

Just as he knocked on the door and opened it, what came into view was...

One is a baby...

She was facing him directly, but her gaze was elsewhere, as if it had drifted to somewhere else, not here at all.

The body is in this world, but the soul is in another.

another...

Wait, why is the other one the same?