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Lan Li's chest was holding a fire, a fire that could not be extinguished, and the whole person's emotions still did not completely come out of the performance situation just now, and that kind of anger became even more public, and the whole person burst out with uncontrollable irritability, which made him just want to vent well.

However, what remains of reason is telling him that it is wrong to be angry with others at will, and to vent his emotions on others at will. So he said with the last shred of reason, "I'm sorry, I need to calm down, give me thirty minutes." ”

The sonorous voice had a firmness that could not be refused, if he didn't leave, he couldn't predict his next move, and then Lan Li turned around, and the bustling crowd stood against the wall, making way for a way, Lan Li barely maintained the last etiquette, nodded and signaled to everyone, and then took a cold step and left the room quickly.

Everyone was stunned and shocked, and they didn't understand what was going on.

Jonathan was even more full of question marks and confused, he looked at Seth, but Seth was also dazed, stood in place stunned, was silent for a while, and said cautiously, "He...... Got a period?"

"Seth!" The solemn and stunned atmosphere was suddenly destroyed, and everyone laughed helplessly. Seth spread his hands innocently.

Jonathan could only look at Will, who seemed to understand thoughtfully, but didn't seem to understand, he wasn't an actor after all, and the way he looked at things was still different, "Why don't we watch the replay again?"

Jonathan nodded in agreement, so let's watch the replay again.

However, after Lan Li left, the atmosphere on the set became a little weird.

Everyone thought that the performance was wonderful, the director, producer, and story prototype were all present, and everyone unanimously agreed, but Lan Li, as the person concerned, was in the opposite tone - not just nitpicking and improving, but directly evaluating it as "bad", what does this mean?

Is this a criticism of his own performance? Or is he criticizing the rest of the crew for not being professional enough, so that he thinks such a performance is excellent? And he turned away without saying a word, bypassing the producer and director, and directly asked for a 30-minute break, which is not only rude, but also a big name! So, what's going on now? Does Lan Li want to enjoy the prestige of the big names? Or does he want to show his professional posture as an actor?

I don't know who this gesture is for!

The crew of "Anti-Cancer Me" was a little restless and riotous for a while, the exchange of eyes and whispered discussions were endless, everyone was still shocked by Lan Li's performance, but in the next second, there was a 180-degree turn, such a "professional posture" is really unlikable, and even repulsive.

Not to mention the staff, even actors such as Anna and Bryce were stunned and didn't understand what was going on. However, if you think about it carefully, from the first meeting to the present, every move of Lan Li is full of incomprehensible weirdness, then it is not surprising today.

But even so, what does it mean to suddenly yelling at his performance as "terrible"? Is he waiting for more praise, and then everyone is chasing him and saying that the performance just now is wonderful? Or is he really criticizing his own performance? Does he think he is some kind of acting master? Robert De Niro or Meryl Streep? Such a cold and proud high profile really makes people feel the urge to scoff at it.

Lan Li didn't have time to bother with this, he didn't have time to explain it, he had to get out of that space, that space that was suffocating, and it felt like his blood was burning, he had to breathe a little fresh air to cool down his chaotic brain, he had to reorganize his thoughts and start from scratch.

The whole person is like a restless volcano, on the verge of erupting at any time. He knew that this was not normal, with Chu Jiashu's anger, with Adam's confusion, with Lan Li's irritability, all emotions collided together, which made him at a loss, but he couldn't start. You can only be angry with yourself.

After walking briskly outside, the fresh air poured into his chest, and he calmed down a little, but it still didn't help.

Lan Li's reckless footsteps suddenly braked suddenly, stopped, touched his pockets, but found that he was wearing a costume, and all the pockets were empty, he reflexively raised his head, looked left and right, and then saw a doctor in a white coat standing in front of the glass window of the overpass, thoughtful.

The bridge connects two different departmental buildings, and directly in front of it is a large wall of floor-to-ceiling glass, which is still considered an interior category, but it is cleaner than that, and the soft light of Seattle shines through the glass windows, filling the whole interior with a gentle pale blue. The sense of space is amplified unconsciously.

Without any extra thought, Lan Li walked over, suppressed the surge of emotion, and said politely, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

The doctor turned his head, it was a woman, with neat short hair, narrow eyes and delicate eyebrows, but her facial features were very deep, she looked like a mixed-race child, and her face had the cleanliness of a Jiangnan water town, which was not amazing, but it felt very comfortable.

"Don't you know that this is a hospital, and smoking is prohibited?" the doctor asked in a serious voice, but his expression was not sharp.

Lan Li patted his pocket, signaled his innocence, and then added an explanation, "I don't need a lighter." ”

The doctor paused for a moment, looked Lan Li up and down, as if he could see through the skin, about three seconds later, then took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Lan Li, "How do you know I have cigarettes?" She is a woman, and she is a doctor, in fact, many people do not know that she can smoke.

"Need a reason?" Lan Li's rhetorical question stunned the doctor, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he nodded in agreement.

Lan Li put the cigarette in his mouth, did not light it, the faint smell of tobacco lingered under the wings of his nose, and the agitation up and down his body was slightly relieved, as if he could see the smoke wrapped around his fingertips, but the impetuous mood still could not be completely calmed down, and the whole person had a kind of restless irritability, that turbulent feeling was really terrible, as if everything was out of control, and people couldn't adapt to it.

The doctor could feel the negative emotions on Lan Li's body, she lowered her eyes, and the corners of her mouth outlined a light smile, "The work is not going well?"

Lan Li shrugged, "Life is never easy. He glanced at the doctor, "What about you?"

"The verdict has just been pronounced. "The so-called pronouncement of sentence is the announcement of the time of death. The doctor looked down at his hands, as if he could see blood on them.

This is a simple action, but Lan Li understands it at once. In the face of death, in the face of illness, they always think that they will get used to it, and they will gradually become numb, but this is not the case.

"Maybe you need a cigarette too. Lan Li's response made the corners of the doctor's mouth rise, and he glanced at the cigarette at the corner of Lan Li's mouth, which was not lit, but just held it like that, and there was still a gloom between his eyebrows that could not be waved, but with the wanton publicity of youth, uninhibited and chic, dazzling so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off.

The doctor didn't take out his cigarette, but stood up straight, "I'm ready to go back to duty, the world is still waiting for me to save it." ”

Lan Li took the cigarette down, turned his head, and there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes, "That's it? just to breathe fresh air here...... Three minutes, and then go back to work?"

The doctor slipped into the pockets of his white coat and shrugged, "Life still has to go on." A short break, and then a fresh start, I hope that each time will be a new beginning, but the words that follow ......" did not continue, but shrugged his shoulders, and the banter and mockery in his eyes could not be more obvious.

This is the hospital, there is nothing to start over, only to keep going. Even if the surgery is successful, even if it is cured, the impact of an illness on life is still indelible, and even completely changes the trajectory of life, but if the operation fails, there is no future.

The hospital is not hell, but it is a place where life and death meet. In every minute and every second, this place is already a sea of vicissitudes, and in the face of birth, old age, sickness and death, all forces are weak and powerless. This is true of Chu Jiashu, and so is Adam.

"Cancer" and "death" are both terms without inclination and attributes, but when they are tied to their own destiny, the trajectory of life begins to change. However, standing in the quiet space of the hospital, all the intricacies suddenly surged, so sour that people couldn't breathe.

This is true even for bystanders.

Lan Li has been through this, Will has been through this, and the doctor in front of him is going through this.

In the doctor's quiet eyes, Lan Li saw his former self and his current self.

Lan Li and the doctor smiled at each other and nodded, and then the doctor turned and left, without any nostalgia.

The two of them only talked for three minutes, shared a cigarette, and didn't even exchange names, but Lan Li's irritable mood gradually settled.

This is not the end of the world after all.

He is a newcomer, he is still a newcomer, and he has starred in several successful works, which does not mean that he has become an excellent actor. He was never a genius, and in the face of those who were truly geniuses, he was at best a persevering worker, like Sisyphus.

Whether it is "I am fighting cancer" or "detachment", both of these works require him to go all out and not make the slightest mistake. So, what he needs now is not impatience or urgency, but to calm down and start from scratch.

With a long exhale, he put the cigarette to his mouth again, his eyes pierced through the glass, and looked at the quiet and peaceful scene of Seattle, Lan Li finally calmed down.