"My cousin's line skills are still there, and he is even more perfect, and if he adapts to the camera, he will definitely be able to surpass the peak. Fairy Liu sat next to Wang Zi'an and said.

There are six people at this table, in addition to Wang Xie, Wang Zi'an and Fairy Liu, there are three unknown actors, male and female.

They are probably newcomers that Wang Xie intends to promote, and often follow him to mingle with the dinner.

Fairy Liu's performance tonight surprised the three of them.

Is it because Wang Zi'an's songs are too sharp, and Fairy Liu, who is about to top the list, is so good to Wang Zi'an?

That's not right, Director Wang reminded them that Fairy Liu is not only a sideline in the music scene, but also in the film and television industry.

People are not short of money at all, all they lack is a life goal.

"Sure enough, it's all about appearance control, a terrible society. ”

The three sighed.

But it doesn't matter, little girls are like that.

Give them to others to raise first, and then bring them back in the future.

Those who don't take the plate and don't take the plate, and don't think about the problem from their own perspective, will always be the most painful.

The meal didn't last long, and it was over in less than two hours.

Although it was only more than an hour, Wang Zi'an also drank a glass of white, most of the beer.

The amount of alcohol was not good, and he drank miscellaneously, and Wang Zi'an almost fell down.

Gritting his teeth, he said to turn around first, not in a hurry to go back, and sent Wang Xie and them to the car, Wang Zi'an found a step to sit down, and vomited while lying on the flower garden.

There was also Fairy Liu left.

"Cousin. Seeing the prince vomiting, Fairy Liu panicked.

She hasn't taken care of anyone.

Before making a cameo as Wang Zi'an's assistant, she would also help get something, pour tea or something.

Now in this situation, she is confused.

A passer-by, male, had hatred in his eyes.

In their eyes, this little white face is the public enemy of men.

Have such a beautiful girlfriend and still throw up?

It's because we don't have a girlfriend, or if our girlfriend isn't beautiful enough.

If you don't have a girlfriend, when you see a woman, as long as you don't stumble too much, your eyes will shine, how can you see vomiting.

No, the little white face didn't vomit because his girlfriend wasn't beautiful enough, but because he vomited?

That's even more unforgivable.

"Better vomit to death!"

Passers-by spurned and walked over angrily.

drank until he vomited, and Wang Zi'an didn't feel any shame.

It's for life, it's for dreams.

"Why didn't you leave?" After spitting, the prince hung his head and asked Fairy Liu.

Before, he thought that Fairy Liu was gone.

However, he didn't feel embarrassed to vomit in front of Fairy Liu.

Fairy Liu also had a stomach pull at his house.

Six of one and half a dozen of the other.

That's what real life looks like.

Love is the glamorous side.

Life is the dark and superfluous bright side.

When love and life collide, they will be slowly grinded away, devoured, and fused by life.

In the end, love is either honestly in the grave, or it breaks free and dies without a place to bury.

"You don't have an assistant, I'll stay as your assistant. Fairy Liu took out a tissue from her small bag, squatted aside, tilted her head and wiped Wang Zi'an's mouth.

"The wine is coming up, you have to take a walk, it's better to blow some wind, and spit it out. Wang Zi'an had a very clear mind, but he couldn't effectively control his body and staggered to his feet.

Fairy Liu is not particularly famous, she is similar to Wang Zi'an, she will not be recognized as soon as she goes on the street, chasing onlookers.

The two walked along the riverside.

I don't know why, Wang Zi'an feels that Fairy Liu is really like a fairy at this moment, very charming.

Although she wears a casual and ordinary outfit, T-shirts and jeans and casual shoes are everywhere on the street.

But there is an indescribable fairy aura and beauty.

Celebrities go on the street, unlike ordinary people, but they don't like to dress up too fashionable and cool, which is not to attract firepower.

Unless intentionally.

"Cousin, you sit here and wait for me, I'll go buy a bottle of water. "Just after walking for a while, Fairy Liu ran to buy water for Wang Zi'an.

The prince sat in a chair, elbows propped over his knees, facing the river.

Someone wanted to come and sit next to him, he got up and walked to the railing, leaned on the railing, and threw up again towards the river.

The pedestrian hurriedly pinched his nose and ran away.

After Fairy Liu came back, she didn't dislike it at all, helped him back to sit, squatted in front of him and fed him water.

In the past, it was said that to be a human being, you must have great love and love for this world.

But now Wang Zi'an feels that the people around him can't finish loving him.

Let's let go of the dream of loving the world for a while.

If he had fallen just now, who would have cared about him?

Who will serve him?

There is only one answer, Fairy Liu, the people around you.

"Where's your assistant?" Wang Zi'an asked Fairy Liu.

Fairy Liu smiled: "Usually she doesn't go out with me to play, she only goes with her when she runs the notice, helps with things or something, I just need to adjust my state." ”

The prince was at ease.

There are a lot of trivial things in life, and having an assistant blocks these things that affect people's moods allows artists to devote themselves to their work.

"You girls are good, it doesn't matter if you drink or not at the dinner, but we can't, if you don't drink, the relationship is not in place, the relationship is not in place, and you look down on people. The prince rinsed his mouthful of mineral water, spit it out, picked up the bottle again, and took a sip.

He didn't dare to drink too much for fear of throwing up.

"Cousin, I heard that you didn't drink alcohol before, you can keep it like this. Seeing that Wang Zi'an was no longer drinking, Fairy Liu took the bottle, closed the lid, and held it in her hand.

Wang Zi'an supported his knees with his elbows, covered his face with his palms and rubbed gently: "I just didn't drink before, so when I was in trouble, no one helped me speak." It's not okay for people to be too arrogant and maverick, especially at the grassroots. ”

Fairy Liu didn't know what to say, she wouldn't comfort people, and she couldn't comfort people.

Because what Wang Zi'an said is the truth.

"Saying this is not to make you pessimistic, but to let you know how lucky you are. Wang Zi'an put down his palm and reached out to Fairy Liu for water.

Fairy Liu smiled, opened the cap, and handed the bottle to Wang Zi'an: "It's really yes, I feel very happy when I think about it like this." Cousin, I'm happy, will you be upset?"

Wang Zi'an was puzzled: "Why am I unhappy?"

"Because when you are very disappointed and unhappy, I am very happy. Fairy Liu said.

"Why, happiness is contagious, I should thank you. Wang Zi'an felt bitter in his mouth, and drank some water to moisten his throat.

The two were unscrupulous, sitting and chatting in broad daylight.

What was captured by the media, that kind of thing was too unexpected, similar to winning the lottery.

Eighty percent of them are self-directed and self-performed by artists, and Wang Zi'an and Fairy Liu are not afraid.

What's more, Wang Zi'an is basically hacked, and no matter how black he is, he can only seize the evidence of his crime to hack.

The rest of the fans who play big names and sleep with bad personalities are not good at beating people or something, they have already finished it all over again, it's boring, and the media is not very interested in his gossip.

However, Wang Zi'an still asked Fairy Liu: "Aren't you afraid that you will be secretly photographed by the paparazzi that you and I are shopping drunk or something late at night?"

"It's okay, the big media don't do this, and they will politely ask the artist if they can post it? Small media do this kind of thing the most, but if you give some benefits, the other party will be very happy to let it go. Unless someone has a company that wants to engage in a certain artist, then there is no way. Fairy Liu said indifferently.

Wang Zi'an nodded secretly, I see, in my previous life, I wrote entertainment articles blindly, and I didn't know it.

"Cousin, I'm cold. Fairy Liu said suddenly.

Wang Zi'an was surprised: "No, I still feel a little hot." ”

In the summer, although it is night, it will be even hotter if it is not by the river.

Fairy Liu pursed her lips and stared at Wang Zi'an's chest without speaking.

Wang Zi'an shook his collar: "Don't beat me with the idea of clothes, I'll just have one, and if you take it off, it's gone." ”

Fairy Liu smiled "poof", her cousin didn't turn the corner, and she didn't understand what she meant.

Wait, or go back, he'll be sure he'll know later.

This is the image given by my cousin before the accident.

Before Wang Zi'an's previous accident, he had a good reputation.

It's just that after the accident, after watching and listening a lot, Fairy Liu once felt that he was that kind of person.

At this time, Wang Zi'an's mobile phone rang.

Li Kexin Chagang is here.

"Zi'an, where are you, have you returned to the hotel?" the little girl asked.

Wang Zi'an wanted to lie to her, but felt that it was better to forget it, the little girl was getting smarter and smarter.

He had to say honestly: "No, I drank some wine and came out to see the rolling Yangtze River passing away." ”

"Ah, have you drunk again?" exclaimed the little girl, "you are not allowed to drink, it stinks." ”

"You're not there, you can't smell it. Wang Zi'an smiled.

"If you don't smell it, it's really bad to drink, do you smoke? If you smoke and drink, I'll run away from home." The little girl threatened.

"Ha, I didn't smoke the cigarette, I drank some wine. I can't drink enough, you know, I don't dare to drink too much when you're not there. I drink too much and no one takes care of me, and I'm alone now. Wang Zi'an said.

In fact, he smoked a few cigarettes at the dinner, but basically did not take a few puffs.

It's lit, accompany the king to thank them, and occasionally take a sip.

"That'...... Then I'll take care of you?" Li Kexin said happily.

Before Wang Zi'an could speak, Aragaki Yui's voice came from there: "You stay well, did you take care of Sansan in the past, or did Sansan take care of you?"

"Take care of each other. The little girl said without hesitation.

Prince Ann and Yui Aragaki were speechless.

Although ninety percent of Wang Zi'an takes care of her, there is also one percent of her who takes care of Wang Zi'an.

There's nothing wrong with that.

"Hurry up and open the video, I want to watch the Yangtze River. The little girl shouted on the phone again.

Wang Zi'an knew, fortunately, he didn't lie to her that she was in the hotel.

Hanging up the phone, he went on WeChat to make a video call with the little girl.

The little girl was lying on the bed, wearing a pink nightdress.

Yui Aragaki was also wearing a nightdress, but she was wearing a mask and was not facing the camera.

"The big fairy is right next to me, let her show you the Yangtze River, I'll rest for a while." Wang Zi'an stuffed the phone into Fairy Liu's hand.

Fairy Liu took it with a smile and spoke to Li Kexin over there to the camera: "The little fairy is good." ”

Li Kexin leaned over his head, looked closer, and asked, "Who are you?"

Fairy Liu felt a punch in her chest, and her blood was churning.

I just watched it a few days ago.

"I'm Yifei. Fairy Liu said bitterly.

"I think about it, it's a little impressed. Li Kexin said.

Fairy Liu is angry, I will talk to you in the future, I am a puppy.

Then.

"Oh, the big fairy turned out to be called Yifei, I remember. Great fairy, you have become beautiful again, I almost can't recognize you. Li Kexin said in surprise.

"Haha, really? I think I'm uglier. Fairy Liu smiled from ear to ear: "The little fairy is getting more and more beautiful, one day at a time, no wonder my cousin spoils you so much." ”

The two fairies talked for a while, and the little fairy looked at the Huangpu River through the screen for a while, and Wang Zi'an asked Fairy Liu to bring the phone.

Li Kexin should go to bed and can't talk.

"Zi'an, tell me a story, and I'll sleep. The mobile phone stood at the head of the bed, and Li Kexin lay on the bed, staring at the mobile phone, her calves cocked and swinging around.

"It's too long to tell a story, it's not early, go to bed first. Wang Zi'an held his mobile phone, and the camera was aimed at the river.

The main one was aimed at himself, troublesome, he drank too much and was very tired.

"Then write a poem, didn't you already write a sentence just now?" Li Kexin didn't force it, and retreated to the second.

"Well, which sentence have I written?" Wang Zi'an wondered.

"It's the phrase 'rolling Yangtze River East passing water', isn't it?" said the little girl, her hearing and memory are actually very good, liberal arts can be, but mathematics, physics and chemistry can make people crazy.

"Oh, strictly speaking, it's not a poem, it's a word. Wang Zi'an said.

"Poetry is fine, I don't pick it. The little girl said magnificently.

Fairy Liu was interested, sat down, and then quietly moved her buttocks, and got closer to the prince.

The cousin who tells the story is the most handsome, and the cousin who writes poetry is the most handsome.

Wang Zi'an explained: "The name of this poem is 'Linjiang Immortal', as the name suggests, the words made after coming to the river to see the water." ”

Then, Prince An, who has a deep foundation in lines, said: "The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes."

Success or failure turns empty.

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.

A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet.

How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. ”

The tone is generous and tragic, and the meaning is endless, which makes people feel relieved and can't help but add a thousand emotions to their hearts.

Fairy Liu's heart was shocked.

It's too atmospheric!

What kind of courage can this person write such words?

This is a historical poem, which expresses the emotion of life by narrating the rise and fall of history, bold and subtle, high-pitched and profound.

In the previous life, Yang Shen, a writer of the Ming Dynasty and the first of the three great talents of the Ming Dynasty.

From the perspective of the whole word, while making people feel desolate and tragic, it also creates an indifferent and quiet atmosphere, and reflects a lofty artistic conception and a profound philosophy of life.

The word tries to explore the eternal value in the galloping and precipitation of the long river of history, and finds a profound philosophy of life between success and failure, with a sense of historical rise and fall, and more ups and downs of life, reflecting a noble sentiment and a broad mind.

Fairy Liu savored this poem carefully, as if she could feel that it was not the water of the Yangtze River that rushed away, but the ruthless history, as if she heard a sigh of history and looked for the eternal value of life in the sigh.

On this solidified historical picture, the white-haired fisherman and the leisurely woodcutter are full of interest in the autumn moon and spring breeze.

Jiangzhu is Jiangwan, a place of calm leisure.

The word "habitual" makes people feel a little inexplicably lonely and desolate.

Fortunately, the joy of having friends from afar, and the joy of drinking and meeting confidants, made this loneliness and desolation have a comfort.

"Am I my cousin's confidant?" Fairy Liu thought.

"Turbid wine" seems to show the high and calm friendship between the host and the visitor, and its meaning is not wine.

Throughout the ages, the world has changed, and even those great achievements that have been immortalized are nothing. It's just a conversation between people after tea and dinner, talking and laughing, and dripping with joy. How much helplessness is beyond words.

The river rushed away with the waves, and the heroes disappeared without a trace with the passing river.

"Success or failure turns empty", heroic and tragic, not only has the sense of loss and loneliness after the great hero becomes famous, but also implies the indifference and contempt of the alpine hermit for fame and fortune. It is both depressed and indignant, but this indignation has gradually lost its anger.

In the face of the bloody remnant sun, history seems to have solidified.

"The green mountains are still there" is unchanged, "several degrees of sunset red" is change, "how many things in ancient and modern times" are not in the relative movement of change and change, from the entanglement of "success or failure" to get rid of the red dust, too much deliberate can be put aside, too complicated will become simple, in the perception between time, space, people, and things, don't be a general taste in the heart.

History is certainly a mirror, but without the rich, even painful, and cruel experience of life, that mirror is just a virtual reality, and at most it is just lively and beautiful.

There are too many and too deep feelings of life in the words, and only by seeing through the world can this life philosophy be told eloquently, which makes people feel related.

Since "success or failure" is like a passing cloud, there is no need to be obsessed with it and worry about it; it is better to send affection to the landscape, to enjoy the fishing wood, and to be at ease with the autumn moon and spring breeze.

He takes the pleasure of meeting his confidants, and uses the rise and fall of the past dynasties as a joke to help the wine, showing his disdain for the world and his indifferent and free feelings.

Whether in the past, at present, or in the future, the pursuit of fame and fortune seems to be the way for some people to survive, but the lock of fame and fortune is often painful and difficult to extricate themselves.

People, of course, must make meritorious contributions, of course, must show heroism, and of course must pursue eternal values in the inexorable passage of time.

But it is necessary not only to be able to hold it and get in, but also to be able to put it down and jump out.

If we want to see clearly the inevitable trend of historical development, our own position in history and the role we may play, we must constantly temper our depth and foresight in our lives.

The waves are rushing and the waves are flowing, and the surging river water never stops, allowing the river to sweep away the world's affairs and turn into a surging tide.

History must always move forward continuously, and it is not subject to the will of man.

The deceased is like this, and no one can keep the footsteps of time.

But people are not willing to just go with the flow and go with the flow.

"On the white-haired fisherman Jiangzhu, I am used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. These two sentences are especially classic.

The author Yang Shen has experienced more than 70 years of life, and he has seen through it, he is the white-haired fisherman in the word, sitting on the beach by the long river of history, watching the long river of history rolling eastward, at this moment time is frozen, he is a bystander's state of mind, looking at the changes of the seasons, watching the change of the times, and suddenly feeling that life is not like this?

Whether you stay or go, the seasons change, the dynasties change, and life grows old. In the face of a short life, why do we have to force anything? Although the state of mind at this moment is helpless, how free and easy.

"A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. "In a person's life, whether he is poor or attained, what he gains and what he loses, doesn't it disappear at the same time as his life dies? Therefore, as long as there is a pot of turbid wine and a few acquaintances, you should be very satisfied.

There are two "emptiness" in the word that push the artistic conception of the word to the extreme, one is "right and wrong, success or failure turns empty", and the other is "how many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking".

In a person's life, the conclusion is that "success or failure is just a joke in life." ”

asked Wang Zi'an to type and send the words over, and after reading it, Li Kexin muttered: "It's not as good as the bright moonlight in front of the bed, this word is a little difficult to understand." ”

Yao Mingyue, who had already joined the crew and was sorting out her clothes in the hotel, was about to go to bed, sneezed.

"On a hot day, you're going to catch a cold?"