Li Mo is feeling terrible now......

He felt as if there was a band playing rock music in his body, his heart turned into a drum kit under someone's drumsticks, every nerve in his body became strings being played, and his muscles fluttered uncontrollably with an electric shock......

In this case, Li Mo can still distinguish that the voice in his head seems to be from Cui Jian's "Let Me Scatter a Little Wild on This Snow", which makes Li Mo feel the urge to laugh when he feels so bad.

If all the above feelings happened at a rock concert, it would probably be a good experience, but if it happened in his own mind, Li Mo felt that it was not so wonderful.

He felt as if his internal organs were about to be crumpled, and he had the urge to turn over the river and the sea and spit out Fang Xiu.

Well, it's not impulsive......

Staggered forward a few steps, Li Mo seemed to push open a thin wooden door in a trance, and a strange smell suddenly rushed into his nose, Li Mo tried to open his eyes, trying to see the direction in front of him, but his groggy head made his thoughts completely delusional, and the only thing he could do was to try to keep his travel route straight.

And then...... The rest is left to luck.

Finally, after squeezing away a certain obstacle (?), Li Mo finally came to the sink, just opened his mouth, a sour liquid gushed out of his mouth, a few seconds later, Li Mo, who was a little more comfortable, stretched out his left hand and wanted to pull some tissues, but I don't know if it was a paper jam or what's going on, Li Mo took a lot of effort to tear off a piece of cotton and cloth, and wiped his mouth.

It seems...... Something is wrong'......

This thought suddenly appeared in Li Mo's mind, but before he could figure out what was wrong, he was pushed hard in the chest, and then a slap hit his left cheek, and the hot touch from his face made Li Mo's brain even more confused, and then his body fell to the right without any force.

Li Mo's eyes darkened, and he fainted completely.

"Hey, senior, senior, wake up!!" a slightly hoarse female voice crackled like a machine gun in Li Mo's ears.

The voice is good, it can be regarded as a small milk sound, the pronunciation is a little stiff, and Mandarin should not be her daily language in a short time. Li Mo, whose brain was finally back online, his first reaction was to complain about his sister's accent......

I have to say that Li Mo's adaptability is quite reliable at a critical moment.

What the hell is going on?

Li Mo clearly remembers that today is the celebration banquet of his first film, as a rookie director, in 2018, when the investment exceeded 100 million in minutes, he won a box office of nearly 2 billion in a month with a low-cost romantic comedy with an investment of 60 million.

Just the simple box office income of the theater, Li Mo earned more than 600 million net profits for investors, completely breaking people's inherent impression that 'love movies can only make money for little girls', and he has become a 'cutting-edge director' valued by various film and television companies.

And the CEOs of major film and television companies also learned that Li Mo is not only a director, but also proficient in soundtrack, action, photography, and screenwriting.

Because of this, there are so many bigwigs gathered at the celebration banquet of a rookie director.

The three major financial owners in China - BAT all had people present, optical fiber, Xinli is not bad, and even the rumored HY was personally congratulated by the head of the film and television department.

As a budding director, Li Mojiu was dry, and after turning around the venue, his eyes were already hazy, and garlic was mixed under his feet. I was going to go to WC to clean up, but after a period of dizziness, I couldn't feel anything, and when I felt again, I experienced the stimulation just now.

"Isn't this Senior Li Mo?" Why is he lying here?'

'I'...... I don't know anything...... I just came over to the toilet and saw him lying here...... Let's help him up first. ’

Do you know what's going on with the big bag on his head? and the ...... on his face? How to have a ......'

'I'...... I don't know anything, I ...... I didn't hit him......

I didn't say you hit it. Eh, are the things you say on the Internet reliable? That is, who is his relationship with that...... Do you think it's true?'

'How do I know, the senior is 3 years higher than us, and I only entered the school this year, you don't know......

However, the real person looks much more handsome than on TV and magazines, and it is the smell of alcohol in this body...... Did he get drunk and hit his head?'

Another female voice appeared, and a series of words made Li Mo, who had just regained a little consciousness, begin to be confused again.

He raised his head in a daze and looked at the two young faces in front of him, his eyes staring at the two red lips that kept opening and closing, and the words jumped out crisply, and the whole person was messy. Because, it was a face he was extremely familiar with in his previous life.

Fat Di, born in 1992 in the capital of Western Xinjiang, made her debut as the heroine of a set of 8 o'clock dramas in 2011, and that drama was also nominated for the Outstanding TV Drama Award at the Feitian TV Drama Awards that year. Although she can be nominated more because of the theme of the TV series itself, as a 19-year-old newcomer, this girl's starting point is still high enough.

…… But none of this is the crux of the matter......

The crux of the question is, why is she here, and she is still wearing a Western style costume? What is even more strange is why there is a piece of cloth missing from the chest of that costume? Could it be ...... In ancient times, there was a tearing wind in the Western Regions, and the hole was installed?

Just as Li Mo and the two girls were staring at each other, a slightly chubby middle-aged man in his thirties with glasses walked over and said anxiously: "Fat Di, Yuan Bingyan, I've been looking for you for a long time, your show is almost time to play, what are you still rubbing here?"

The middle-aged man sent the two women away, and when he turned around to leave, he noticed that there was still one sitting on the ground, stared at Li Mo carefully for a long time, seemed to be a little unsure of what to say, thought about it for a long time, and said:

Everyone knows about you, so there's no need to make yourself look like this......

Now that you're here, put on your best......

There are 40 minutes left, whether to go on stage and think about it yourself, and if you have a decision, you can come to me backstage......

The middle-aged man seemed to have a job, and after saying a few words, he left in a hurry.

The people around came and went, and when they passed by, they would be curious to take a look at the man sitting on the ground, but Li Mo didn't care that he had become the object of everyone's visit, sitting on the ground alone, with a big bag on the back of his head and a red five-finger mountain on his face, looking at the surroundings that he couldn't tell whether it was a familiar or unfamiliar environment, and he was completely confused.