Sesame paste little actors have no freedom!

Liang Xing didn't expect Renxing to protect him like this, and he felt a little lucky despite being nervous.

yoooo, Ren Xing indulged Liang Xing unexpectedly, and couldn't explain the reason, but for Liang Xing who wanted to be famous in front of the public, it wasn't necessarily a good thing.He didn't want to be a private actor who died alone in a mansion of a wealthy family. His dream was to become a superstar.

"Mr. Ren, I... I don't think I'm suitable to work at your place, really." Liang Xing said hesitantly, then turned around and pulled his loose hospital gown, at first glance, he looked sick.

The white corridor was filled with cold light, and Renxing's expression was a little sick under the atmosphere, as if deliberately seducing him, he smiled and said, "Do you want to know what the showbiz looks like in your dream?"

Talking about his dream, Liang Xing's face turned bright again: "I know this place is not beautiful, fame requires a price, and I can pay the price."

Ren Xing didn't answer, but just led Liang Xing to a room.

Private cinema.

Audiences watch in dark private theaters.The actress behind the huge screen was smoking a cigarette naked against a glass, and the hazy smoke seemed to dissolve half of her face.And behind her are several male actors who are entangled with her, none of them need face.Several people intertwined in the glass tank filled with smoke, and the smoke stained the glass surface very dirty.Panting enchantingly, when the heroine was pushed to the limit, her red lips were pressed against the dirty glass, leaving bloody lip marks.But the value of the film in the eyes of everyone is not the foggy red lips.

——Because that woman is Miss Gao, the one who died.

Ren Xing and Liang Xing got tired of watching it after 10 minutes.

Liang Xing walked out of the theater by himself, and slumped on the fabric sofa in the dark rest room.

Ren Xing sat next to him and said, "Originally this thing was of no value, but after Gao Yang died, the worthless film would be valuable."

"A gimmick?"

"The film was only halfway through, and Gao Yang went back to get cosmetics to touch up her makeup in the middle, and died." Ren Xing said, "But it doesn't matter, we can prepare a sequel for her, um."

Liang Xing covered his mouth with his hands and smiled, and chatted smartly: "The person in the sequel is not Gao Yang but her twin sister. I've seen her before."

"Gao Yang died unexpectedly, and the value of an unfinished small film can double. Are Gao Yang's films interesting? Nothing interesting, just an ordinary product of industrialization, but are the posthumous works of the dead interesting? A little bit, Because there is a little heat, the residual temperature of the corpse. Who cares who the actors in it are? No one cares." Renxing added, "But the company will definitely make money by marketing like this."

"It's a coincidence," Liang Xing said, "What if Gao Yang doesn't have a twin sister?"

Ren Xing suddenly lowered her head and smiled: "She really doesn't have a sister."

Liang Xing suddenly felt a little cold behind him, as if he was being stared at by a ghost. He looked back and saw no ghost, but he was still a little uneasy.

Ren Xing saw his frightened appearance, and asked along the way: "This is a circle that must be climbed desperately. If you lose, you will become a new high sheep. Do you still want to be in this circle now?"

Liang Xing shaved his eyebrows with his nails like a habit, and calmed down amidst the friction of hair and skin. "Boss, you are actually the boss here, right?"

"One of them has some power."

The shadow of the dark theater enveloped Renxing's face, and the remaining light could only present his outline.

The same is true for Liang Xing.

"Mr. Ren seems to be a bigwig who lives at the top of society. Naturally, he won't understand the difficulties of people like me. If I don't make my debut and become a celebrity, then I will always be a social trash that is ignored by people. I want to be famous. I want to debut and become an entertainer that everyone loves."

"Many children want to be famous, but they just lack money and love. The sugar daddy can satisfy their desires. Why do you have to go to the muddy pit of the entertainment industry?"

"You do not understand."

"Tell me, see if you can convince me."

"My father's name is Liang Zhi, a screw worker, unemployed, broke down, addicted to drugs, committed a crime, and sentenced to death; my mother's name is Shan Yi, a full-time wife who was raped by the family and forced into prostitution. Crippled, numb, suicidal. I think my family is dramatized, really, to be honest this kind of reality melodrama doesn't just happen in my house, but it really happens in my house, what can I do."

"It's miserable."

"Yeah, my body is full of mold and stains, people don't bother to look at me, such as unemployment, domestic violence, criminals, suicide, similar news is flying all over the social network, people don't bother to look at me, unless I am a superstar. "

"Is that why you want to debut?"

"Mr. Ren, who is not elected by the 'great' machine of social competition - what about the sacrificed 'sheep'? They are everywhere, countless. But the lamb under the spotlight can still be like a light, And the sheep on the live set have become ashes in the crematorium."

"As long as you don't mix with them, I can protect you from becoming a lamb," Ren Xing said, "It's a godsend luck to have your father raise you, and you should be grateful."

"No matter how humble I am, I still want to be Moses floating in the gutter. I don't want to be a bad boy who is ignored by others."

"It seems that our little actor is very ambitious." Ren Xing sank her head on the sofa, "Do you want to know the script I want to write?"

"What script?"

"About the family, I can talk casually, you can listen to it casually, the name is "Family"."

"Please."

"This is a family of three. The son is a student, and he goes home to write scripts after class. He likes to write sensual scripts. He can vent his desires while writing, and he can also earn pocket money. Then there is my mother, who is also a full-time wife, watching the housewife finish. Cleaning is to take art stills to make extra money, rich people also want to make money, not to mention that kind of art stills can cover her face, just take pictures of her body. The last is Dad, he is a civil servant, his work is boring, he has no interest in his wife, and It’s just an edit of the film. If others send him the original film, he can just process the files at home and make money. Finally, the film came out. At that time, the son came home, and the father also came home. The family of three sat at the dining table together Check your phone, log in to a private account unknown to your family, and give likes to the movies you participated in."

After listening, Liang Xing suppressed his face, not knowing what expression to make for a moment.Ha, is this a comedy of the absurd, or a tragedy that should be silenced?Or is it just an artistic satire like his "Liang Family Tragedy"?

Ren Xing asked him: "With this script, what do you think?"

"Hey, just like it and that's it."

"Ask how you act, don't you want to be a superstar?"

"Who are you playing, son?"

"Okay, son."

Liang Xing covered his face with his hands, opened it suddenly - and turned into a student who was tossed to death by homework.That was so common, so simple that it was impossible to tell that it was acting.He pretended to face the table, pretended to pick up food, pretended to eat, and then turned on his mobile phone to enter the social network, and liked a certain @自己的微博.It seemed that there was no one else across the table, and there was no one else.The family lives in different different dimensions.

Liang Xing was acting, desperately wanting to act, wanting to improve his chances, so driven by desire, he tried his best to enter the world of boring students.He didn't have such a family, he didn't have such an experience, and his childhood was not so absurd and comedic.But he had to play a student he didn't know.In the movies he can recall, he rarely sees such students. Of course, idols have played similar ones.So what he can grasp is only the second-hand information in the film and television works in his memory.

A boring student who writes pornographic scripts and tries his best to hide his lustful instincts in a well-to-do family.Ha, the whole family is such a respectable wanderer.

He found a little satisfaction in his ecstasy and dark fantasies, and immediately, he had to cover up again for the sake of face.In the end, I picked up my mobile phone and looked at Weibo very naturally. As usual, I am addicted to swiping the screen of my mobile phone.

However, at this moment, Ren Xing turned over and pressed Liang Xing on the sofa, interrupting the role play.

This is reality, after all it is reality.

Ren Xing pressed Liang Xing's chin, stared into Liang Xing's eyes, and recorded the change of expression in the eyes of this young actor full of dreams like a camera.From decay to vitality, I experienced a moment of fantasy.Now, he saw the sincere desire on the young man's youthful face, which was frank and natural, and there was no need to hide it.That is the natural desire of the beast cub, ambitious, waiting for a shining opportunity.This kind of pure innocent desire is different from the numb competitive desire in the entertainment factory, and has not been polluted.Under the dim light and shadow, he stroked Liang Xing's face, his fingers inserted into his mouth, and his cold middle and index fingers clamped the warm and moist tongue.

Ren Xing asked him, "Do you know why I prefer you?"

Being teased, Liang Xing could only answer inarticulately: "I don't know (I don't know)..."

"Your eyes are like a beast in my script, a beast with a soul but no heart. Unfortunately, people who have been polluted can no longer act like a beast. If you are polluted by the entertainment industry, you will not be taken care of by me. capital."

"What's wrong with it? (Polluted by what?)"

"Vulgar desire," Renxing said, "I call people who are blinded by that kind of desire yapoos who have human rights. It stands to reason that they have human rights, but they don't want human rights and human rights. The yapoos are lost in their desires." Lost self-awareness, numb, intoxicated, not only become a sacrificed sheep but also a screw, a fence of a circle, an energy source. They are still yapoo, ridiculously happy yapoo."

Then, Renxing let go of his hand.When his finger was about to leave the opponent's mouth, it was bitten by Liang Xing's teeth.

Liang Xing didn't know what yapoo was, and he didn't care what it was, he just instinctively bit Renxing's finger lightly.

Instinct is wild, and so is ambition. When Liang Xing bowed his head, the highlights of his eyes were extraordinarily bright in the darkness, as if the stars were melted in them.Just like that, Liang Xing stared blankly at the man who claimed to take care of him, his teeth trembling slightly like fingers touching the keyboard.

Ren Xing was unexpected, he didn't respond, it could almost be said that he enjoyed the tender bite of the beast cub.

Liang Xing pushed his tongue against the hot fingertips wrapped in his mouth, and the hazy heat was lingering with silver threads.