Lu Weifu upstairs

That night, a documentary titled "Record of Henan "Zhengxin Sanatorium"" hit Weibo.Open this documentary from Station B, and you can see that the screen is densely covered with barrage:

"Fuck, this middle-aged Internet addict wants to thank his parents for not killing him..."

"So how much red envelopes did the regulatory authorities receive from Zhengxin Sanatorium???"

"I really annoy those people who just open their mouths and shut up and scold ZF. How much do you know about ZF's work? In fact, you can't even distinguish the duties and powers of various departments..."

"+1 I feel that some people are too blind, they scold ZF for their lack of supervision... Zhengxin Sanatorium has been closed for several years, why is it suddenly brought up now? It feels like there is a conspiracy..."

"It feels like a conspiracy +1"

"Hahahahaha, your country is really awesome. Others spend money and effort to take risks to make movies. In your eyes, it is a conspiracy against ZF. Don't say anything. I hope you are all real descendants of the Zhao family~ ~"

"The descendants of the Zhao family will always love the Chinese descendants of the Zhao family Xiong Qi!"

"The barrage stinks, but the young lady who played at 92 points is so beautiful -- protect our young lady!"

"I've never been afraid to speculate on the Chinese with the worst malice."

"Miss Sister is really beautiful, my heart hurts"

"Love Miss Sister 55555"

The dark room looks like a shipwreck, only the computer screen emits a faint blue light.Xu Yihan sat in front of the screen without saying a word, even his limbs were frozen.He stared at the screen full of barrage, and after a while, he turned off the video.

He doesn't know how many times he has watched this documentary. From shooting, to post-production, to tonight's release, he has sat silently in front of the computer countless times, just like now.He felt that he could retell every shot of the film and recite almost every sentence of the interviewee.

But no matter how many times he watched it, every time Deng Yuan appeared on the stage at 92 minutes and 33 seconds, he would still be extremely terrified.

In the documentary, Deng Yuan is dressed in women's clothing. He is wearing the dark green dress that he wore when he met with Zhao and Liu tonight. The sleeveless round neck narrows the waist, and the wide skirt looks like long, layered waves. .

He wore light makeup, his long hair was tied into a ponytail, and a few strands of hair hung from his forehead.

In the documentary, the first sentence Deng Yuan said was: "You can call me Xiaoqing, the Xiaoqing in "The Legend of the White Snake".

Xiaoqing?In fact, Xu Yihan thinks that Deng Yuan is not like Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing in "The Legend of the White Snake" is lively, loves and hates clearly; and Deng Yuan's skirt is not like Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing's color is probably lighter, emerald green Instead of dark green.

But Deng Yuan's expression was too serious, as if he was talking about something that has been logical since the beginning of the world.

"The first person who called me 'Xiaoqing' is dead, in 'Zhengxin'. Out of respect for him, I will not disclose his real name...we can call him 'Bai Niangniang'."

Deng Yuan's voice was very soft and slow, and his tone was gentle as if he was repeating a certain happy memory.

But the softer his voice was, the more violent Xu Yihan's heart beat.

Because he knew that what Deng Yuan was going to say next——

is a disaster.