Lan Li only felt that his head was about to explode, and countless sounds were buzzing and stirring above the eardrums, compressing the space of the brain little by little, as if he was extracting oxygen from the air, and the suffocating feeling slowly spread, and then the chest, lungs, and internal organs felt a pinprick pain one after another, like a tidal wave.

Stabilization.

Calm down.

Lan Li was taking a deep breath, trying to regain his composure, and secretly told himself:

This is not the first time, nor will it be the last. This is his life, this is the path he chose, this is the career he chose. Even if he doesn't like it, life is never perfect, and he can't enjoy the attention that comes with his career as an actor while rejecting the negative effects of the limelight.

So, he needs to calm down, calm down, calm down, and then deal with the chaos in front of him as before.

But it's not an easy task.

The two worlds in his mind began to surge, belonging to Andrew's sensitivity/feeling and vulnerability, belonging to Andrew's inferiority complex and shame, and belonging to Andrew's apprehension and anxiety, which were gradually out of control.

And those uncontrollable emotions are constantly eating away at Lan Li's reason, the wound on the tiger's mouth is like a window opening on the perfect armor, and those dark ugly negative emotions are attacking in unison.

And the noise of the paparazzi did not help. The bustling and chirping sound continued to smash over, like straight punches and uppercuts on the boxing ring, attacking one after another, leaving Lan Li in a dilemma of having no power to fight back, and the continuous trance forced the whole world to start turning upside down.

He needs to silence the paparazzi before he starts asking questions.

But the problem is that he has to grit his teeth and do everything in his power to suppress the panic and timidity, and if he speaks now, it will be in vain.

Without hesitation or hesitation, Lan Li clenched his fists.

The muscles of the whole body tensed, the wound of the tiger's mouth collapsed again, and you could even clearly feel the blood slowly and slowly squeezing outward, and the thin and continuous pain spread along the arm muscles little by little, and then the muscles began to ache, sore and painful, and then fell into the extreme point after extreme lack of oxygen.

Torture.

The real torment is like the whole person being roasted on the fire, not only the pain of the wound, not only the mental fatigue, but also the confusion and loss of control between reality and illusion.

"Quiet!" Lan Li finally found his voice, but after shouting, the kind of violence and madness that escaped into the darkness burst out, and Andrew, who resolutely embarked on the road of killing his father after falling into a desperate situation, was definitely not an innocent lamb to be slaughtered, and the bloody brutality roared, "Quiet! quiet! quiet!"

The scene was finally quiet.

However, after the roar, the chagrin and cowardice in his heart began to roll again, for both Lan Li and Andrew-

For Lan Li, such a simple and crude means of scene control completely lost etiquette and demeanor, not only could not control the scene, but also exposed his vulnerability, the reporters in front of him were like vultures, they could smell fear and death, which would make him lose the initiative and completely fall behind.

For Andrew, now he is still not forced to the limit, Fletcher is just the first time to exert pressure, which stimulates the competitive spirit in his heart that does not admit defeat, and he starts to practice unrelentingly, and bursts out more energy in the competition, but it is far from reaching the level of blackening.

Reflexively, he closed his eyes tightly, annoyed at his loss of control.

So, what should we do now?

His chaotic brain was still in shambles, and his wobbly trance was affecting his judgment and decisiveness, and even if he tried his best, he still couldn't calm himself down again, but instead fell into a trap of more and more panic, forming an endless loop.

The air was suddenly quiet.

The paparazzi looked at each other, and at this time, there were more than forty peers who had gathered, and Lan Li was completely surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and there was no room to escape at all.

Nathan, who drove over, saw such a scene, and instantly panicked, he parked the car on the side of the road at will, and didn't care whether he was parked in the parking space, or blocked the space of the road, regardless of rushing forward, trying to break away from the crowd and rescue Lan Li, but his two fists were invincible with four hands, not to mention that there was at least "1VS40" in front of him.

In his anxiety, Nathan was finally no longer helpless, and immediately sprinted towards the Juilliard School next to him, he needed help, and Lan Li needed help.

The paparazzi didn't notice Nathan's appearance at all, and all eyes were fixed on Lan Li, as if in the blink of an eye, they were afraid that Lan Li would disappear directly in a different shape.

But, gradually, the situation became strange.

According to Lan Li's style of acting, he can start to control the scene with ease, firmly control all the initiative in the palm of his hand, and make the paparazzi dizzy at his fingertips, but today, Lan Li has always remained silent and has not begun to take over the scene.

One after another, the paparazzi noticed the abnormality.

This doesn't seem to be a blue gift.

The slightly pale cheeks did not have the usual calm and composure, but became embarrassed, the light brown eyes did not have the usual brilliance in the depths, the panic and uneasiness of the violent vibrations could hardly be concealed, and even the graceful and steady gentlemanly demeanor seemed to disappear, and the broken and turbulent demeanor looked like a young man who had never seen the world.

If it weren't for the fact that the handsome and clear face was still familiar, almost everyone thought that this was a completely different person.

What's going on? What the hell is going on?

The paparazzi looked at each other and hurriedly exchanged glances.

Taking a deep breath, taking a deep breath again, Lan Li finally managed to control his emotions, and the trance feeling of falling apart finally calmed down a little, like a kite floating in mid-air, and finally restrained it on the branches, relatively speaking, it was a little more stable, and finally it would not sway indiscriminately.

The pain from the tiger's mouth hit the head sharply again, as if the drilling machine was tirelessly punching holes, and the pain nerves, which had been numb, began to tremble slightly again, as if two little girls were jumping rubber bands, swaying and swaying, so that the muscles in the whole body tensed again.

Even when filming "Me Against Cancer", I was not so embarrassed.

"I'm sorry. A shallow smile rose on the corner of Lan Li's mouth, regained his usual composure, and tried his best to face the reporter with an elegant attitude, but as soon as he spoke, the feeling of nausea caused by the extreme pain surged, and he had to grit his teeth again, and burst out with an unprecedented strong control, suppressing this feeling-

For "Ranley Hall" it would have been nothing at all, but for "Andrew Neiman" it would have required a lot of perseverance.

The trance and intertwining of the two worlds in my mind are constantly going back and forth between reality and illusion. Therefore, although Lan Li is still able to control the situation, outside the crew, that control is weakening little by little, just like a wild horse, even the most clever cowboy, he needs to spend all his ability.

"I'm sorry. Lan Li repeated it again and said softly, "I'm not in good health today, and I can't be interviewed, so let's make a new appointment, it can be evening, it can be after the completion of this work, or tomorrow morning, and officially complete the interview." ”

After speaking, Lan Li raised his eyebrows slightly, pretending to tease easily, "What do you think?" I know that I have never been an easy person to get along with, and now you have seized the opportunity." He raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender, his expression seeming a little lighter, "But...... Another day. We'll have a good conversation another day. ”

It wasn't Lan Li's best performance, but he was already doing his best. All the humor, all the composure, all the friendliness, all the composure, trying to control the situation, but it was like holding the sand in your hand, the tighter it gets, the faster it falls, and the sand in your palm seems to never hold.

The feeling of nausea came again and in an instant, the last trace of blood on Lan Li's cheeks disappeared like this, and the whole cheek became miserable and pale, and the handkerchief that bandaged the tiger's mouth was oozing red little by little, just as the red was slowly blooming, slowly, slowly, bewitching and gorgeous.

Lan Li quietly took a small step back, quietly, quietly, and his back slightly supported the wall, because his knees were trembling slightly, almost unsteady, and his whole body was getting heavier and heavier. Even if he didn't want to, he had no choice but to make this decision.

Anyone with a discerning eye can perceive Lan Li's bad state, just like a drowning person is slowly sinking, that kind of helplessness and fragility makes people unbearable, even if they don't plan to reach out to help, at least they should not continue to fall into the well.

So, what should they do?

Could it be that they just left and let Lan Li go?

Of course not!

Who knows when the next such opportunity will be? If they miss it, it will be gone, how can they give up so easily? Since Lan Li has already exposed his weaknesses, it would be a dereliction of duty for them not to continue to attack.

Now or never!