Lin Cong stopped arranging his bathrobe.

In his previous life, he drank poisonous wine, but he did not return to Huangquan after death, and came to this world as soon as he opened his eyes.On his first night in this world, he had a dream.In the dream, Song Yicen on the boat was shot by an arrow from the dead man of the Old Lin Mansion, and then fell into the water.

The dream was clear and real, as if he saw it with his own eyes.

Flicking his sleeves unnaturally, Lin Cong said, "Superstition, there is no such thing as a previous life."

Song Yicen lost interest, and casually agreed: "If you don't have it, then you don't. I'm afraid of water anyway."

When you fall to the bottom of the valley, cold and sleepy without food or drink, a rope hangs down and falls by your hand, and the people on the top of the mountain say: "Come up, I will pull you." But the rope is full of snakes, and these snakes can't Poisonous, although it bites, it is not fatal.

So, this rope, do you pull it or not?

Song Yicen chose to reach out and grab it, but he still refused to climb up.

To put it bluntly, he was timid, but to put it bluntly, he was too stupid and unclear. Susan was so anxious that he almost scolded him for being unable to support the wall with mud.

But the near-death feeling brought by the water haunted and bound him like a nightmare.

That day he fell into the water with a sword in his chest, and he still clearly remembers the feeling when he fell into the water.

The icy lake imprisoned him, and the pervasive coldness penetrated into his bones.In order to breathe, he kept struggling, slapping the water surface, but still couldn't stop falling.

The lake water kept entering his mouth and nasal cavity, and he choked so hard that he couldn't breathe.It's a pity that I can't inhale air, all I inhale is water, a steady stream of water.

His chest was burning like fire, he felt his body swell, his hands and feet could not move, and even his consciousness began to trance.

Just like that, with his hands and feet hanging down, quietly and slowly, he sank to the bottom of the lake.

Strangely, when the initial panic and pain disappeared, all he had left was a comfortable feeling, that kind of erratic and soothing comfort, just like taking a nap in a rocking chair swinging under a flower tree when he was a child.

That was the first time he felt the intersection of life and death.

He is afraid.

But these words cannot be said to others.

Song Yicen leaned back, propped his hands upside down on the ground, stretched his legs into the swimming pool, and fiddled with the water with his feet.

He has no intention of compromising.

Lin Cong knew that Song Yicen understood all the truths, but he was just habitually unwilling to step out of his comfort zone and habitually magnified his inner fear.

He lacked a strong hand to push him forward.

However, the career has fallen to the bottom, and thousands of people on the Internet are scolding. In this case, "becoming popular" is not enough to become this hand?

Lin Cong pondered for a moment: "Learn to swim hard, and I'll cook for you."

Song Yicen: "?"

Lin Cong turned his head to look at Song Yicen, frowning slightly: "Don't you like food? I just happen to be good at cooking."

Song Yicen understood that this was a lure.

But the temptation... doesn't seem appealing.

Lin Cong stood up, turned around and left.

"Hey..." Song Yicen called to stop him, "You're only in the middle of your sentence, why don't you just leave?"

Lin Cong waved his hands, without stopping.

After everyone left, Song Yicen naturally went back in a hurry.

Read the script the next day.

Domestic TV dramas rarely have the habit of reading scripts, and even if they do, it is just a formality to add a sense of ceremony.So today's reading, only the main actors were present.

Song Yicen got up late and came late,

Susan is like a worried old woman, she first brought Song Yicen to apologize to everyone when she came.

The others didn't say anything, but an actor "hummed": "It's not a big name yet, so I don't have the concept of time."

Although he was not late, Song Yicen was indeed the last one to arrive.

According to the reputation, it turned out to be Feng Hongkuo, the second male lead of the play.

This role was decided the day before yesterday. It is said that it is a related account inserted by a big investor and brought capital into the group.

Although the insider gossip of the production crew is unknown, everyone has heard that Song Yicen is the first actor to be cast as the leading actor. The capital behind him must be strong and he cannot be easily provoked.He was born pleasing to the eye and made people feel happy when looking at him, so everyone was very tolerant of him and didn't care about anything with him.

However, this Feng Hongkuo relied on his backing, didn't give face, and directly complained.

Meng Xin smiled and shook her hand at Song Yicen: "Shanshan."

"Shanshan" is her nickname for Song Yicen.

Her voice was loud and beaming, sweeping away the awkward atmosphere in the room.

It was only now that Song Yicen met the very noisy Meng Xin who had known everyone in the group for half a month in reality.

Meng Xin is one of the most popular actresses in recent years. The drama she participated in is the same as the drama written by Lin Cong, which claims to guarantee the ratings.

Song Yicen replied with a smile, "Sister Xin", and walked directly to her and sat down.

All the actors here are from majors, even Feng Hongkuo graduated from three majors, only Song Yicen is a half-way monk.His professional ability is actually not very good, and this "not very good" especially refers to his line skills.But in the past, most of the TV series he participated in were dubbing, so few audiences criticized him.

During the reading of the script today, everyone was articulate and full of emotion, but Song Yicen was only half-baked, which made Feng Hongkuo very upset.

Feng Hongkuo is also a person who is used to doing whatever he wants, and he will never bear to be unhappy.

He slammed the script on the table and asked loudly, "Who chose this male lead? Isn't this level afraid of lowering the standard of our play?"

The room was quiet for a moment, and everyone's eyes swayed between Feng Hongkuo and Song Yicen.

The little assistant pulled Feng Hongkuo's sleeve to persuade him: "Brother Hongkuo, forget it."

Feng Hongkuo sneered: "You are not allowed to say that you are poor in basic skills? I heard that you are still a landlubber, right? If you can't learn how to swim, how can you be a swimming champion?"

No one dared to answer his words, and everyone wanted to avoid crimes.

Song Yicen closed the script and looked at Feng Hongkuo, this person is endless, right?

"Who are you staring at?" Feng Hongkuo rolled his eyes at Song Yicen, "Bad in basic skills, and not dedicated to work, even a person like you can act?"

"I have big eyes," Song Yicen opened the script again, and said slowly, "It's not like those people who squint their eyes. People with big eyes seem to be staring at people."

Feng Hongkuo looks good, but his eyes are extremely small.

There was a time when the kimchi country next door was very fashionable with such thin and long eyes, which looked charming and enchanting, but it is no longer popular now.

What Feng Hongkuo is most dissatisfied with about himself is these eyes.For this reason, he opened the corners of his eyes and cut his double eyelids, but his eyes still didn't look half the size of Song Yicen's.This is his heart disease.

Susan sent Song Yicen over and went back, so no one persuaded Song Yicen.

"You don't care who chose me," Song Yicen took the time to smooth out the wrinkles of the script, "I didn't bring money into the team anyway."

Feng Hongkuo laughed back angrily, and said indiscriminately: "Yes, did you join the group with money, who doesn't know that you joined the group by selling meat."

Song Yicen stood up abruptly and threw the script directly in his face: "Say it again?"

At this moment, the door was pushed open.

Lin Cong came in with a lunch box.

"What are we talking about? Talking about casting?"

He walked up to Song Yicen and put the lunch box on the table.

"Boss Qian chose you, and he" he put his hand on Song Yicen's shoulder, "I chose you."

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