Sesame paste little actors have no freedom!

The low buildings are immersed in the vastness, and the air in winter is very desolate, not only cold, but also wrapped in haze.

Liang Xing stood at the window, breathing the clean and warm air from the ventilation pipe, wearing a spring fashion high-end suit, neither thick nor thin.The glass reflected his translucent virtual image in the mist outside the window. He looked at the amber artificial eye, and his teeth ached.

Liang Xing is a heartless traitor, he loves Renxing, he will always watch his god with a pair of inorganic eyes.

But his god was about to die—like an old house in the distance outside the window being torn down by a giant machine.Dust filled the shape of a grave mound.The house is dead.The whining is far away, swallowed innocently by the glass wall and the distance.

"Liang Xing."

Yin Zhi pushed the door open and handed over a stack of lists. This is the company's latest resource. He took the initiative to pick it up for Liang Xing. There were not only advertisements, but also some movies and TV series.

"Wow! Did you treat me so well and give me so many good opportunities?" Liang Xing casually flipped through the pages, shaking his head and laughing, "It's a pity that I don't have the time to enjoy it."

Ren Xing sat on the small sofa, crossed her legs and asked, "What have you been up to lately?"

"Sing," Liang Xing sat down, "You also know that Teacher Jessica is missing."

With a stern face, Ren Xing picked up the public pad and watched the advertisements—it was boring to watch advertisements.

Liang Xing choked up tremblingly, and asked, "Well, can I ask you something about your work?"

Ren Xing didn't turn her head back: "You ask."

Liang Xing lowered his head and smiled wryly: "I think you hate the rules of this circle, but why do you still want to join forces with the circle?"

Renxing: "Then what do you think I should do?"

Liang Xing: "Can't you change the way of competition in this circle?"

Ren Xing turned his head, but his eyes did not fall on Liang Xing's face. He stared at the oranges on the coffee table and said, "This competition method was not formulated by us, it was chosen by everyone."

Liang Xing: "Everyone?"

"It's the audience," Renxing said. "The entertainment industry exists to create entertainment. Clowns make people laugh, but I don't need to be happy. The idols in the entertainment industry are puppets for the audience, the product of human creation. Superficial Performances are for other people, but the needs of the public are superficial."

Liang Xing: "You misunderstood what I said, what I said was underground..."

Renxing: "Celebrities and fans are in a supply relationship. The fast-paced life makes everyone very tired. Superficially glamorous celebrities have become a fat vacancies. People who find business opportunities want to have a bite of porridge. The result is an oversupply. Squeezed audiences who lack freedom, yearn for hope and happiness in small groups, and everyone only worships a celebrity——supply exceeds demand.”

Liang Xing: "Should the surplus be squeezed out of their supply if the supply exceeds demand? Use tricks and abduction?"

Ren Xing: "That's their own choice. People are not as perfect as they think, and their instincts tend to fall."

Liang Xing: "Degenerate with your life? Seeking money for the high-ranking media leaders?"

Renxing: "Do you still remember the people at the orgasm? They enjoy falling in desire, and they are truly alive for a moment. That kind of happiness makes them forget the pain."

——It was desolate, the beauty died naked in the smog of the winter solstice.

Liang Xing shook his head and sat discouraged: "So you are like recycling waste, using them again and again, exhausting people until they die."

Ren Xing pressed Liang Xing's chin, stared at the other's strange eyes and said, "I said, that's what Yapoo wanted."

Liang Xing grabbed his hand and pushed it down on the sofa: "So, is my god also a kind of yapoo?"

Ren Xing stopped talking, closed his eyes and smiled.After a while, he whispered: "Ten years ago, that guy named Yin Zhi lost his hands and feet, and he had to rely on others to take care of him. For a while, he desperately wanted to be a normal person. To be a normal person A normal person, when he opened the social network, saw that everything about him was humiliated to nothing...His chest was inexplicably cramped, unwilling, angry, and the pain of having nowhere to vent made him tremble, and his prosthetic hands were trembling..."

"What happened later?" Liang Xing posted it and lay down on him to listen to him.

Ren Xing stroked Liang Xing's back, like smoothing the fur of a cat.

"Complications, joint lesions, inflammation, and then organ problems, he felt that a demon was haunting him, and piranhas in human skin were eating him every day. His brain was broken and he had hallucinations. Looking in the mirror, I hated myself for having this 'pleasant' face."

"The princess is crying, right?" Liang Xing gently rubbed Renxing's chest.

"The princess decided to die," Ren Xing said, looking at Liang Xing. "The princess doesn't want his beautiful face anymore. He broke the mirror and scratched his pretty cheeks with the lens. The hateful beast attacked the princess and stripped his face." skin, and put on human clothes."

"The beast is mechanical," Liang Xing said, feeling bitter under his tongue, "so the beast has no heart, and he wants to be an accomplice of the dark world. He feels that this world is too cruel to him, and he feels that this world is broken."

"Becoming a demon has a price." Ren Xing laughed awkwardly, and it was almost difficult to say. When he stretched his smile muscles, he slowly exhaled, "The mechanical beast in human skin has lost its ability to perform, and it will never change again." Back to Yinzhi."

"Feel sorry……"

"It has nothing to do with you," Renxing said, "Darkness is what people ask for."

Liang Xing felt powerless.That kind of powerlessness made him want to travel back to more than ten years ago, to return to the body of a carefree child, so he didn't need to think about the lives of adults.But he is Liang Xing, he has grown up.

He forced a smile at Renxing, and said softly as if reading a love letter: "Hope is what people ask for. Yin Zhi is Liang Xing's hope, and I also hope that Liang Xing can become Renxing's hope."

Ren Xing smiled: "You think too much."

Liang Xing said resolutely: "I hope you still have memories of this world, if you can... if you can love me..."

"Love," Ren Xing patted his head, "Do you love this little cat?"

"Ah, you sweetened my toothache!" Liang Xing said while covering his cheek.

What Liang Xing said was true - toothache.His cavities got so bad that he had to go to the dentist.

The dentist saw that the boy was not good, because one of his teeth was badly rotted, so he had to drill him to clean the nerve of the tooth.In order to reduce the inflammation, the tooth was filled several times, so the dentist stuffed the medicine and cotton into it and told him what he couldn't eat and what he couldn't eat.

Coming out of the dentist's office, Liang Xing stood in the bathroom and brushed his teeth. He looked at his teeth with a small mirror, scraped off the medicine prescribed by the doctor with a metal drill, then stuffed a piece of metal into the tooth hole, and finally pasted a piece of porcelain on it to disguise it.

Liang Xing brushed his teeth again, and determined that the porcelain tiles were attached to the teeth and would not fall off due to the toothbrush.Then, he faced the mirror with a sunny smile that was harmless to humans and animals, and within a few centiseconds, he changed back to an indifferent face.

The phone timer rang and it was 5 minutes.

Liang Xing turned on his phone to check the schedule of the "secret meeting" he had agreed with Mr. Dong.

Mr. Dong wanted to discuss important matters with Liang Xing. In order to ensure confidentiality, he made sure that Liang Xing was not carrying any dangerous items or recording equipment. The staff even dragged Liang Xing into the X-ray room and took a film for inspection.

"Well, I just had my teeth done!" Liang Xing pointed to the shadow of his big teeth on the x-ray.

"All right." The inspector put him in.

Mr. Dong's secret meeting room is not big, there are only the two of them in it, and everything else is mechanical.

Mr. Dong asked directly: "How is the matter going?"

Liang Xing sat down, and put his hands on the tea table next to him in a natural posture: "I will persuade Renxing, don't worry about that, but the matter of Qi Yuan...is a bit troublesome."

Mr. Dong frowned: "What's the matter, you can't find anyone else?"

Liang Xing shook his head: "If you ask me to help you kill the virus, it's actually a murder. After the virus is cleared, Jessica will die too, right?"

"Yo, you're pretty smart." Mr. Dong smiled while pushing his glasses.

"I want a reward," Liang Xing said, "I have to guarantee that I won't be betrayed by you after I finish my dirty work."

Mr. Dong "What do you want?"

Liang Xing: "The company's underground power, the company's shares, [-]%."

Mr. Dong: "Are you kidding me?"

Liang Xing: "No way, I have to ensure my own safety. I want to join the company's board of directors and become one of the people in power."

Mr. Dong spat: "Are you worthy?"

Liang Xing said with a sullen smile: "I did the job of helping you kill people, and I did the job of persuading Yin Zhi not to die. I don't deserve it? Could it be that your lover's life is not as good as [-]% of the shares?"

Mr. Dong was speechless. He found that Liang Xing was not as innocent as he thought.It turned out to be a wolf cub.He held back his anger and asked, "Then what do you want to do underground, that area is not under my control."

Liang Xing asked back: "Is Renxing in charge of the black industrial chain of purgatory?"

"Part of it," Mr. Dong said, "Yin Zhi has this... hobby."

Liang Xing: "I'm asking about those who lure innocent artists to participate in the filming of banned films, create death news recycling traffic, and illegally transform artists' bodies..."

Mr. Dong: "Why do you ask so many questions?"

Liang Xing: "I want to take over."

Mr. Dong: "Do you also want to be the helm of the black industry chain?"

Liang Xing: "I'm an artist myself. I love this place, but I also hate this place. Anyway, I can't watch it get better. It's better to ruin it myself."

Mr. Dong looked down on Liang Xing, but for a moment, he saw the shadow of young Yin Zhi in this child.For a moment he felt like he was dreaming.The dream is confused.Nothing in the world can compare to his Yin Zhi, his god... He was so confused that he gave up [-]% of the shares.But he can't give the power of the industrial chain, that belongs to Yin Zhi.Here's a deal.Mr. Dong paid Liang Xing to kill and save people, which is a two-life business.

Liang Xing accepted [-]% of the shares. After that, he was not only an artist of the company, but also one of the shareholders.

Today's Liang Xing is quite different from the past. He not only gets along with Renxing, but also participates in the decision-making of the company's top management.

Ren Xing asked Liang Xing why he took the equity from Mr. Dong, but Liang Xing refused to say anything.Every time Ren Xing forced him, he used coquetry and jokes to perfuse it. After Ren Xing forced a confession for three days, Liang Xing said: "I will help him with a very important job."

Ren Xing raised his eyebrows, "What job?"

Lying on the bed, Liang Xing said lazily, "Looking for dirty jobs for machines..."

Renxing turned off the night light.

Liang Xing changed his posture, turned over and buried his head in the quilt to play with his mobile phone - check logistics.He ordered a simulation blow-up doll, blonde.

Another morning, foggy.The streets are filled with smog.Passers-by wore masks, and no one wanted to stay longer in the ghostly weather.

Qi Yuanjiu woke up, he was dirty.Dirt clings to his clothes and hair, and even the artificial skin, which doesn't stink or rot, becomes unclean.He staggered to stand up from the trash can, and a dirt dog next to him barked fiercely at him, "Wow!" He was so angry that he threw the wine bottle away.

The bottle exploded at the dog's feet, and the dog ran away in fright.

A leather shoe stretched out beside the shattered green glass. The man was wearing a filter mask and scarf, a woolen windbreaker jacket and a thick and warm suit, standing in front of Qi Yuan and stretching out his right hand.

"Liang Xing?" Qi Yuan stood up against the wall in a daze, looking at the hand, the black suede glove looked very warm.

"Come home with me." Liang Xing pulled Qi Yuan, and before Qi Yuan could react, an anesthetic needle pierced into the back of Qi Yuan's neck.

Qi Yuan woke up on a mechanical octopus chair.He was completely tied to a chair.A biological data cable pierced his temple.There is an electronic screen in front of him, playing today's time - today is the final day of the singing contest.Still running ads.

Liang Xing sat next to Qi Yuan, and the data cable connected Qi Yuan and the notebook.

"I want to play a game." Liang Xing said while typing on the keyboard, "If I tell the private information of the former singer Qi Yuan who sold the actor Yin Zhi at the concert, causing Yin Zhi to be kidnapped and amputated by fanatical black fans, I will Won't it catch fire?"

"You're crazy!" Qi Yuan wanted to break free, but the external force of Jessica's mechanical skeleton couldn't unscrew the octopus chair.

"We still have grudges, not only Yin Zhi's, but also my colleagues'. Are those fates not fate?" Liang Xing stared at the computer screen.

Qi Yuan was angry: "Hey! That's over! Didn't you forgive me!"

"Can you believe the actor's words?" Liang Xing raised the corner of his mouth, "I can still say I love you."

"What do you want to do?" Qi Yuan asked through gritted teeth.

"Kill—poison—" Liang Xing said.

Mr. Dong's USB flash drive is inserted in the USB slot, and the antivirus program is running.However, now the program is not performing the antivirus task.Seeing the anti-virus program, Qi Yuan knew that Liang Xing had already formed an alliance with Mr. Dong. Mr. Dong was the one who created the virus, so he naturally knew how to deal with the virus. Dirty business.

Qi Yuan's heart died.In his head, he could hear the crying of the female student, the sigh of the cardboard boy, and the stomping of his wife.These miserable alliances will die along with his consciousness.

"But before antivirus, I want to play a game." Liang Xing turned his head and said with a smile, the light from the laptop screen cast a gloomy look on his face.

"What else do you want?"

"Avenge my dead colleagues."

Liang Xing turned the computer screen to Qi Yuan to see: the program of Octopus Chair had captured the key word "Qi Yuan".Another control line on the computer is also connected to the Octopus chair.The intelligent program of the mechanical octopus chair will climb down the hot search data, and the value of the specified hot search popularity will be reflected on the program of the mechanical octopus chair and converted into voltage.

Liang Xing not only wants to make Qi Yuan's soul disappear, but also makes him feel the pain of fans' backlash before he dies. Once Qi Yuan's character design collapses and Wen Wen's brother becomes a villain who persecutes his opponents, fans of Qi Yuan and Yin Zhi will all Turning into anger from embarrassment, this covered-up farce was pushed to the top of the hot searches.Because the program of the chair captures the hot search value, the heat will really become the "heat" of voltage and current and flow into Jessica's body, causing Qi Yuan to suffer.But the electronic ghost will not be killed by a strong electric current, he will only suffer pain and then break.After Liang Xing's performance time ended, the anti-virus program would start at regular intervals. At that time, Mr. Dong's program would truly "clean up" Qi Yuan's soul.

Until now, Qi Yuan had nothing to say, he finally saw Liang Xing's true face.

"Want me to love you?" Liang Xing leaned forward and deliberately kissed Qi Yuan's cheek, left, right, left, right... like a machine, without any sense of humanity.

Qi Yuan didn't understand what Liang Xing he saw?He seemed to have never touched the real Liang Xing. The gap between the Liang Xing he knew and the real Liang Xing was even greater than the gap between Mr. Dong in his mind and the real Mr. Dong.Because Liang Xing is an actor, out-and-out black-hearted actor - he pretends everything.

"Are you uncomfortable? Are you sad? It's okay, I can sing very fast," Liang Xing said, pointing to the broadcast screen, "You have to watch carefully, this is a song sung by your good apprentice."

Qi Yuan laughed at himself and said, "Liang Xing, you have no heart."

Liang Xing nodded, then put his fingers into his mouth, dug out the "metal" in the cavity, and stuffed it into Qi Yuan's mouth.

In order to prevent Qi Yuan from spitting out the recording evidence, he specially found static tape to stick Qi Yuan's mouth.

"Enjoy it!" Liang Xing kissed Qi Yuan on the forehead.

He walked out of the utility room and locked the room.

Looking at the door lock, he actually felt tired.He was torn apart by two forces—the excitement of being an undercover officer, but the heaviness of being a human being, the heaviness of being unable to lift his hands and feet.