Raise birds when the forest grows

After observing for a while, he said: "This is also the first time I have seen this kind of situation. I think it may have something to do with the excess of primordial energy that the two of us fed back to him at the same time. But if you look closely, the outline of his facial features has not changed. The skin The change of the body should be the same as the principle of the discharge of dirt in the viscera."

Yuan Ya sighed lightly.

At this time, Lin Wurong seems to be very weak, and he can stimulate the most primitive desire for protection in a man's heart.

He began to worry that other men would notice him.

He told Feng Jian his worries frankly.

Feng Jian almost laughed out loud after hearing this.

"What do you want to do? Tie him up at home and not let him go out?"

"Of course not. I mean, we have to love him so much that no one else has a chance at all."

Yuan Ya's expression was extremely serious, Feng Jian was taken aback for a while, then nodded and said, "Of course!"

After about half a day, it was confirmed that Lin Wurong was no longer exuding mucus, and the two of them dried his body and carried him back to the bed.

Not long after, Lin Wurong's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He was greeted with kisses on both cheeks.

"how do you feel?"

Feng Jian helped him up from the bed and let him lean against the head of the bed.

Lin Wurong took a deep breath, felt it with all his attention, and then said uncertainly: "It seems that the body has relaxed a lot, there is a kind of...a sense of transparency? I can't describe it, anyway, it's just comfortable."

Lin Wurong pouted his lower lip unconsciously while speaking, but Feng Jian felt his heart was hit hard.

When Lin Wurong just woke up before, he had already noticed that Lin Wurong's eyes were much brighter than before, and his spirit seemed to be full of stars.

Listening to him now, although the voice is still the same as before, the tone has changed slightly, and there is a feeling of tingling and electricity.

Feng Jian raised his eyes to look at Yuan Ya, and it happened that Yuan Ya also looked at him.

The two exchanged glances, tacit understanding.

After a while, Lin Wurong faintly felt that something was wrong, so he ran into the toilet to look in the mirror.

After a few minutes, he rushed out again in a panic, grabbed Feng Jian and asked, "I, what's wrong with my face? Why does it seem like a different person?"

Feng Jian patted the back of his hand and said: "Who has changed? It's just whitening. Yellow people cover up three ugliness with white, and the skin is delicate, so you have illusions. If you don't believe me, go and take a closer look."

Lin Wurong went back to the mirror in doubt, and found that it was really what Feng Jian said.

He sighed involuntarily, thinking that he must bask in the sun more in the future, so that he would not be so radiant and tender as a student.

After the Spring Festival of this year, the life of the three returned to the normal track. The only difference is that Lin Wurong started to look for a new job.

However, under the circumstances of the overall economic downturn, the cover letter sent by Lin Wurong rarely received a reply.

Even if there is an interview opportunity, it still fails to pass.

After four months of being unemployed at home, he bought a train ticket on impulse to visit Yuan Ya who was filming.

After receiving Lin Wurong's call, Yuan Ya was so happy that she almost forgot to change her clothes. After running for a few steps, she realized that she was still wearing "armor" weighing about [-] kilograms.

When he was about to arrive at the gate of the film and television base, he saw Lin Wurong surrounded by two people.

Lin Wurong said something with embarrassment, and looked into the door from time to time.

Yuan Ya concluded that he must have been entangled by those so-called scouts, so she hurriedly stepped up to get out of the siege.

Fortunately, when Lin Wurong saw him, he dumped the two of them and ran towards him.

After the two got close, Yuan Ya resisted the urge to hold him in her arms, and went to grab his backpack, "Why are you here alone? Are you okay at home? Feng Jian, why didn't you come with you?" ?”

Lin Wurong smiled excitedly and said: "Feng Jian is busy at the company. He didn't know I was coming. I notified him when I got on the train. I'm just curious about how you film. I plan to see it and go back tomorrow. "

"Tomorrow?" Yuan Ya was a little disappointed, "It's too hard to rush back and forth. You wait for me for two days, and I'll be free the day after tomorrow. I can accompany you to go shopping. There are many interesting places around."

"No need. I have been here several times since I was a child, and I have played all over. You don't have to miss me. You should rest more when you have time."

The two talked and chatted, and soon arrived at the scene area where the filming team was located.

Yuan Ya helped him find a place where he could see the scene from a closer distance.

He has several scenes to catch up this afternoon, and he has already squeezed out time to pick up Lin Wurong.

It was the first time for Lin Wurong to see him acting.

Seeing Yuan Ya standing under the spotlight, wearing heavy clothes, crying or laughing, interpreting the inner world of the character earnestly, Lin Wurong became more and more fascinated the more he watched.

In his eyes, Yuan Ya shines with her own brilliance when she is working hard.

Thinking back to seeing Feng Jian's concentration when he was working overtime at home, Lin Wurong gradually fell into deep thought.

"A Rong, Ah Rong..."

Someone whispered in his ear, Lin Wurong came back to his senses, and found Yuan Ya standing in front of him, with a bit of worry on his face.

"What are you thinking about?"

Lin Wurong smiled, looked around at the extinguished lights and asked, "Is this the end of filming?"

"No, there is still a filming tonight, and you have to wait for 3 hours in between. Why don't I take you to the hotel to rest first, and then have breakfast and dinner. I live in a big bed room, which can sleep two people."

"Okay."

Yuan Ya took Lin Wurong back to the hotel to pack his luggage, then went out to find a small restaurant that looked relatively clean, and ordered a few famous local dishes.

Just halfway through eating, Yuan Ya received a call from his assistant, saying that his night scene had to be filmed in advance, and asked him to come back as soon as possible.

Their seats were by the window, and Lin Wurong looked at more than half of the dishes left, so he simply added a bottle of beer and drank slowly by himself.

Everyone outside the window is in a hurry, and it seems that they have their own goals, rushing about and working hard for them.

only he...

60 ideal career

The familiar melody sounded, it was Feng Jian's call.

"Ah Rong, where are you? It's a bit noisy around here."

"The restaurant is having dinner."

"Dinner? When Yuan Ya called me an hour and a half ago, she said that you had already eaten half of it. Are you okay?"

Lin Wurong looked at the three empty wine bottles on the table, covered his mouth and hiccupped, and said, "There are too many dishes, I don't want to waste, so I ate more."

A doting chuckle came from the other end of the phone, "Fool, just waste it if you waste it, don't push yourself up, it's going to be uncomfortable. Go back quickly and call me when you get to the hotel."

"I'll pay the bill in a while. Feng Jian..."

"Ok?"

Lin Wurong hesitated for a moment, and continued to ask: "Why did you choose to work in interior design?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and Feng Jian's tone sounded sincere and soothing when the voice rang again.

"Basically, I will change to a new job in ten or so years. But one thing will always remain the same, that is, the content of the job must be related to painting. Because I like painting and I like to see different types of beauty in my brushwork. Ah Rong... I know that your job search is not going well during this time, otherwise you wouldn't suddenly go to Yuan Ya's place to relax. But I still hope you can think clearly whether you are only working for a job or looking for a job. A career you like... When you have the opportunity to choose, don't give up your rights just because you follow the crowd."

Lin Wurong finished paying and walked out of the hotel, stopped at the intersection and watched the traffic lights overlap.

The night breeze blows away some of the smell of alcohol, as well as a dazed heart.

Yes, since you have the opportunity to choose, you should not be afraid of failure and give up!

No matter when, as long as you have the courage to take the first step, you will have the hope of chasing success.

It was almost 11 o'clock when Yuan Ya finished work.

Although it is not as good as Feng Jian's guess, he is also faintly aware of Lin Wurong's stagnation.

Fearing that he would be too lonely in the hotel and think wildly, Yuan Ya rushed back as quickly as possible.

Back in the room, the lights were dim, and there was no sound. Lin Wurong had already fallen asleep.

Yuan Ya went to the bedside to have a look, and found nothing wrong, so she tiptoed into the toilet to take a shower.

As soon as he lay down on the bed, Lin Wurong turned over and hugged him with all four limbs like a koala.

Yuan Ya smiled lowly, hugged him with her back and pecked lightly on his lips, and said, "Did you wake up?"

Lin Wurong closed his eyes and smiled slightly, and was silent for a moment, "Yuan Ya, if I don't earn money for the time being, will you support me?"

After asking this sentence, Lin Wurong opened his eyes.

There is brilliance passing in the bright eyes, which is a kind of luster that can be called perseverance.

Yuan Ya had a tacit understanding, knowing that he must have made some important decision, and she was not happy about it.

He tightened his arms and whispered in his ear: "Of course. I am willing to support you for the rest of my life! As long as you are happy, I will do anything for you. I am sure Feng Jian will give the same answer."

"Thank you!"

The next day, Lin Wurong refused Yuan Ya to see him off, and boarded the train home alone.

When he arrived at the station, he saw a familiar figure looking forward to it at the exit.

He smiled heartily, and walked forward, "I guessed that Yuan Ya would call you."

Feng Jian didn't speak, took his backpack with a smile, and led him out of the crowd.

On the way home, Lin Wurong told Feng Jian his decision.

Feng Jian was a little surprised, he never knew that Lin Wurong had such hobbies.

"Are you sure? This road is not easy to walk. There are only a few who can get ahead, and the rest are considered to be in the crowd."

"I'm sure. When I was young, I participated in professional training. Later, my parents divorced. I was worried that my father would be too burdened, so I refused to take classes. Now that I think about it, this is really the only hobby I haven't changed since I was a child."

"Okay. That's fine, I can help you in a lot of ways. But when I get home, I'll check your basic level first."

The two returned home to pick up tools, and Lin Wurong spent three hours drawing a sketch of the street scene.

He nervously handed the drawing paper to Feng Jian.

Feng Jian watched carefully for about ten minutes, nodded and said: "The perspective and composition are good. It can be seen that the basic skills were solid when I was a child. But it can only be regarded as a foundation, and it is far from the professional circle. How about it, I will help you. Find an old mage to teach you sketching, and I can teach you Chinese painting. What do you think?"

"It is of course a wish to have a professional teacher to give advice. But your company has just been established and you are so busy, forget it."

"It's okay. The company is mainly managed by others, and I'm just in charge of the project. Except that I have to work every day, it's not much different from before. What's more, nothing else is more important than you!"

On the third day, Feng Jian found a retired professor of the Academy of Fine Arts who had a good personal relationship with Lin Wurong to give him private tutoring.

Lin Wurong knew that such an opportunity was once in a thousand years, so he paid special attention to the lectures and exercises, and won the praise of the professor, saying that he would be more promising than many of the students he taught.

A year later, Lin Wurong drew game fans online, which attracted a lot of fans, and some fans in the circle even approached him, asking him to draw covers and illustrations for fan texts.

On the day when he received the sample booklet, Lin Wurong was so excited that he danced with joy and dragged Feng Jian and Yuan Ya to get drunk.

During this period, there were several rent increases. The three of them decided to buy a house by themselves, and settled down.

Considering Yuan Ya's popularity is getting higher and higher, in order to have better privacy, they set their sights on a detached villa in the suburbs.

Lin Wurong resolutely sold his original house, and put all his previous savings into the purchase of the new house.

Feng Jian and Yuan Ya did not object to his decision, but insisted on only writing Lin Wurong's name in the house book.

According to them, Lin Wurong is the only one who has "innocent status", so of course he can only be written about him.

Feng Jian, an expert, was responsible for the design and decoration of the new house, and the other two helped to come up with ideas.

When he moved to a new house a year later, Feng Jian's company was fully established; Lin Wurong began to serialize comics on a professional platform, and a large group of fans followed him on the Internet; The competition between clams and clams actually made him win the best newcomer award.

Just when the three of them felt that the days were getting better and better, something unexpected happened.

When Yuan Ya got the news and flew back from other places, Lin Wurong had already completed the operation and returned to the ward.

Feng Jian stood by the bed with an angry face, waiting for the anesthetic to wear off.

Seeing Yuan Ya, he punched him down without saying a word, then grabbed Yuan Ya's collar and said angrily: "I said before, I will not stop you from doing anything. But there is only one thing, it can't hurt you." A Rong. A while ago, an entertainment reporter took a photo of you and A Rong shopping and publicized it. I reminded you to pay attention. How did you promise me at that time? Do you know, if it is not for hiding If it wasn't for your reputation, he wouldn't have hit the truck at all..."

61 The sound of happiness at the end

Feng Jian had never been so angry before, not only the voice, but also the hand that was holding the collar was trembling.

Thinking of the critical illness notice he had just received, Feng Jian wished he could set off the sky fire and burn the group of paparazzi who were chasing Lin Wurong to death.

Yuan Ya's eyes were red, tears kept rolling.

"Please, let me see him, let me have a look. How bad is he hurt?"

"You are not qualified to see him!"

"You... don't... fight!"

The weak voice attracted both of them's full attention.

Feng Jian and Yuan Ya rushed to the bed one after the other, bent down to look at Lin Wurong, who was pale with physical and mental pain.

Seeing the blood dripping from the corner of Yuan Ya's mouth, Lin Wurong frowned lightly, and said to Feng Jian, "Don't blame... Yuan Ya, I was the one who drove... carelessly."

Feng Jian touched his sweaty bun and said, "Okay, I won't blame him anymore. How do you feel, does the wound hurt badly?"

"It's okay... just dizziness."

"It must be that the effect of the medicine has not completely passed, so you can sleep again."

Lin Wurong turned his face, looked at Yuan Ya who was silent, and slowly stretched out his hand to hold his cold hand, saying, "I'm fine. It's not your responsibility, really."

Yuan Ya nodded desperately, stroked his cheek, choked up and said, "I know, I know, stop talking, sleep a little longer, be good!"

Lin Wurong fell into a deep sleep again, and the room fell into silence.

After a while, Yuan Ya wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, raised her head and said to Feng Jian: "Give me some time, I will handle this matter well."

After that day, Yuan Ya never came to the hospital again, she just called several times a day to inquire about the situation.

After Lin Wurong was discharged from the hospital, Yuan Ya did not go home, and sent him nearly a hundred WeChat messages every day to describe the people and things around him.

Whenever Lin Wurong asked him when he would return, Yuan Ya always said that he would come back after the matter was over, but he did not give a specific time.

Three months later, Lin Wurong received a call from Yuan Ya, asking him to watch the Golden X Awards ceremony tonight.

Before seven o'clock in the evening, Lin Wurong and Feng Jianwei were watching the webcast in front of the computer.

Sure enough, they saw Yuan Ya walking on the red carpet in a designer dress.

Under the spotlight, Yuan Ya's handsome appearance drew cheers from fans outside the venue.

In the past, apart from Yuan Ya's outstanding appearance, the most commented by fans was her aloof demeanor.

Even if you laugh, you laugh very well.

But today, his smile was as hot as the sun, and even the host couldn't help but tease him.

Halfway through the awards ceremony, the host announced that Yuan Ya had won the Best Supporting Actor Award.

Lin Wurong jumped up from the sofa excitedly, but was hugged by Feng Jian immediately, reminding him to pay attention to the newly healed wound.

Both of them thought this was the reason why Yuan Ya asked them to watch it. After 5 minutes, they realized that the award acceptance speech was the main event.

"Thank you all the judges, thank you Director Zhang and the other members of the crew, and thank you to the fans who love me so much. When I first entered the film and television industry, I was still an unknown passer-by. .Later, I was lucky enough to get the help of countless seniors and peers, so I could have the Yuan Ya you see today. At the same time, I would like to thank the economic company for their careful cultivation. This trophy belongs not only to me, but also to everyone who has given it to me. man of my strength.

"Finally, I want to say sorry, I may have let you down. For me, compared to being an actor, there are more important people that I need to protect, and there are more important things that I need to accomplish. So today Tonight is the last time I will participate in an event as an actor Yuan Ya. Tomorrow, I will continue to live as an ordinary person Yuan Ya. Friends, see you again!"

When Yuan Ya stepped off the stage, the audience was completely silent, and after a few seconds, there was sparse applause.

Then the applause got louder and louder, and more and more people ran around the venue.

Both acquaintances and strangers called the agency, assistants, and Yuan Ya himself to find out whether he really announced his withdrawal from the entertainment industry.

Yuan Ya had already discussed with the brokerage company and rejected all visit appointments.

After getting off the stage, he left the scene directly and got on the return plane.

Lin Wurong and Feng Jian sat on the sofa blankly, neither of them spoke.

After a while, Feng Jian smiled softly, hugged the red-eyed Lin Wurong into his arms and comforted him, saying, "Don't be sad, this must be a decision he made after careful consideration, and he must have discussed it with the agency. If you really want to cry, wait until he comes back. Only he is qualified to wipe the tears for you!"

A few days later, there was a gossip circulating in the circle.

Because some entertainment journalists dug, exposed, and spread rumors without a moral bottom line, hurting irrelevant people outside the circle, forcing a young actor with good looks and acting skills, who was favored by all aspects of the industry, to quit the entertainment industry, and that one The courage of the actor to break his wrist unexpectedly won the favor of many colleagues.

For a while, many celebrities who had similar experiences resonated, denouncing this kind of work method without a bottom line, which really made the paparazzi restrain themselves for a long time.

There was also a lot of noise on the Internet because of this incident.

Many fans cried and called for Yuan Ya to come back, some even threatened to commit suicide.

Yuan Ya and the three of them simply hid abroad to avoid leisure.

Two months later, when they returned to China, almost no one mentioned this matter.

Most of the fans changed their lives and walls, leaving Yuan Ya in Weibo, hard disk and QQ space...

Five months later, it was Lin Wurong's birthday again.

When Yuan Ya came home, Feng Jian was making cakes in the kitchen.

He quietly ran into the kitchen and asked, "Ah Rong hasn't come back yet?"

"No, it will take a while to talk to the editor about starting a new chapter."

"That's good, I'll discuss something with you. Today is A Rong's 30th birthday. Who do you think he will choose to accompany him tonight?"

Feng Jian put down the mounting utensils in his hand, and asked with a smile, "What did you think of?"

Yuan Ya raised her eyebrows, "Let's work together to make him have an unforgettable birthday."

Feng Jian was obviously also very satisfied with this proposal, his eyes sparkled, and the smile on his face could not be broken, but he said: "Ah Rong will not agree. The back-feeding is an exception. And Ssangyong hurts too much. "

"Who said you want Ssangyong! Take turns to enter, it won't hurt."

"A word is settled!"

When Lin Wurong returned home, the two of them prepared a table of dishes and cakes, all made by themselves.

While being moved, Lin Wurong didn't realize that the smiles of Feng Jian and Yuan Ya resembled big bad wolves coveting little sheep.

After a meal, he drank a bottle of red wine by himself, only to laugh stupidly.

The two carried Lin Wurong into the room, and quietly closed the door.

There was a soft murmur of argument in the night air, which soon became a weeping gasp, and every sound of happiness and sexual bliss you could think of.

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