Brilliant

When he was young, Mo Beicheng once asked his teacher such a question: Can a person who has been betrayed trust others again?Can a person who has lost love love again?

How did the teacher answer?The teacher said: Yes, as long as there is another person who loves and trusts him unconditionally, this person can love and trust others again.A scarred body will eventually heal, and the scars left behind will be a testament to love.It's just that there are too few such people, so in this world, there are many injured people and many indifferent people.

Sometimes Mo Beicheng felt that he must be a child favored by the gods, otherwise why in the vast crowd, he met Wen Mingyuan, the person who was willing to use all his love and trust to heal himself.

Wen Mingyuan sat in the darkness, as if he was the only one listening to this song in the whole world.

Mo Beicheng stood in the light, as if he was only playing for Wen Mingyuan.

They can only see each other in their eyes.

After the performance, Wen Mingyuan wiped away all his tears and went backstage to find Mo Beicheng.

Seeing him coming, Mo Beicheng immediately cleared the room, but within a few minutes, there were only the two of them left in the room.

"Where are the flowers?" Mo Beicheng looked at his red eyes and rubbed his face, "You came to my concert and didn't even bring flowers?"

Wen Mingyuan stood there helplessly, "I...I forgot."

"What should I do?" Mo Beicheng pushed him against the wall, "Do you not value me so much?"

"I'm sorry, I really forgot..." Wen Mingyuan wanted to shoot himself to death with a brick now, why didn't he bring any presents.

"All right, do you remember where you hid the ring the night you proposed to me?" Mo Beicheng nibbled his earlobe, "When you go back, put it back for me to see. "

He took out another ring from his pocket, grabbed Wen Mingyuan's hand, and put it on.

"You you you you you..." Wen Mingyuan was speechless in surprise.

"For a marriage proposal, it's only fair if you do it once." Mo Beicheng kissed Wen Mingyuan's lips.

It wasn't until Wen Mingyuan was kissed that his legs were so weak that Mo Beicheng let him go.

"Wear it today first, and I'll buy you a silver chain tomorrow and hang it around your neck." Mo Beicheng touched Wen Mingyuan's ring. "If it is caught by reporters, it will be another overwhelming trouble."

"En." Wen Mingyuan seemed to be fooled by the kiss, and nodded obediently.

"Or tie it there with a silver chain," Mo Beicheng whispered in his ear.

"Mo Beicheng!" Wen Mingyuan pushed him away, why did this man become like this after watching the film!

Mo Beicheng took a step back, then hugged Wen Mingyuan shamelessly.

About two months later, "Scramble" began to be screened.

Originally, Xiong Rui and Wen Mingyuan's expectations were not high. After all, the cost of this film was too low. Apart from Mo Beicheng's soundtrack, in terms of investment cost, this film was completely uncompetitive with other films of the same period.But I didn't expect that "The Competition" had a particularly high response to the screenings. After watching it, many viewers spontaneously came to the tap to promote the movie.

Especially in the performance of Wen Mingyuan rummaging through the trash can to eat, the despair of life and the desire for survival on his face are completely condensed together, which resonated with many audiences and made them cry.

The number of official screenings has also increased due to the high response to the screenings. When it was officially released, the box office exceeded 3 million within a day. Xiong Rui and Wen Mingyuan looked at each other, why did they earn back the cost of the investment in just one day? .

And Mo Beicheng looked at the soaring box office data, and every night when he went home, he had to "teach" Wen Mingyuan a lesson.

"You don't want me to invest money, okay, with your box office, you can calculate how much I lose now." Mo Beicheng rubbed Wen Mingyuan's head, venting his dissatisfaction.

"I'll give you some," Wen Mingyuan smiled and burrowed into Mo Beicheng's arms, "I'll give you all, I'll give you all, don't scratch my stomach!"

When filming "The Competition", Mo Beicheng wanted to invest some money to improve Wen Mingyuan's quality of life, but considering Wen Mingyuan's self-esteem, Mo Beicheng gave up this plan.

I didn't expect this movie to sell well!Big loss!

Wen Mingyuan hid at the head of the bed, "Stop scratching... Please... Can't I be wrong?"

"That bastard Xiong Rui earned all of my mother's money," Mo Beicheng was still very angry after thinking about it, "Come here!"

Wen Mingyuan crawled over obediently.

Mo Beicheng put his arms around him, and the two of them fell on the bed together, "I would have given you money if I knew it earlier, so that you can eat more good food. You have lost a lot of weight..."

Mo Beicheng touched Wen Mingyuan's waist.

"Well, there won't be a next time." Wen Mingyuan rubbed Mo Beicheng's chest, "Little brother, did I...Did I succeed this time?"

He has been waiting for a long time for success, he has been waiting for a long time for that step towards the stars.

"Yeah," Mo Beicheng kissed his forehead, "Finally... finally come here."

From the instant fame of "Double Swords", to the gathering of stars in "Skeleton Crown", to the murder of "Lily Boy", the desperate effort of "Dead City", and finally to "Contest".

Wen Mingyuan's journey was too difficult and dangerous.

After ups and downs, he finally got the recognition he wanted.

He learned to accept failure, to accept insufficiency, to accept repeated blows, to accept his own worthlessness, and to accept lonely wandering.

And this time, fate was finally willing to let him accept the joy of a success.

"Little brother...Little brother..." Wen Mingyuan called Mo Beicheng tenderly.

"I'm...I'm..." Mo Beicheng responded.

The success of "Scramble" raised Wen Mingyuan's popularity to another level.Today's Wen Mingyuan can almost be squeezed into the first-line actors, and more and more scripts are found by Wen Mingyuan, but compared to the immature Wen Mingyuan five years ago, he is now able to skillfully deal with the media's adulation and the pursuit of capital .Wen Mingyuan no longer cared about these external things. This time he planned to be more cautious. If possible, Wen Mingyuan hoped to only make movies in the future, and only one movie a year.He wants to leave more time for himself to do more meaningful things.

He is not sure whether he has fulfilled his dream of "becoming a star", but Wen Mingyuan feels more and more that after reaching this goal, he still needs a higher and farther dream to realize.

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