I have despised my own soul seven times.

1. It could have been enterprising, but it pretended to be humble.

2. When it is empty, fill it with eros.

3. Between difficulty and ease, it is easy to choose.

4. It makes mistakes, but it comforts itself by the fact that others will also make mistakes.

5. It is free and weak, but it sees it as the tenacity of life.

6. It despises its ugly face, but it does not know that it is also one of its own masks.

7. It is sideways in the sludge of life, although unwilling but timid.

I don't know how many hours have passed.

Li Xin woke up from a lucid dream of hanging himself and found himself leaning against the trash can in the toilet in the subway station.

Unlike most drunken people, Li Xin does not feel cold and confused.

The black cloak of unknown material that was draped over his body was like a barrier specially tailored for this cold and dirty world, protecting him from his occasionally degraded and fragile space.

He understood that the "Sect Master" had come.

It's a feeling he's more familiar with than anyone else on the team.

Correspondingly, as he did five years ago, he accepted this kindness more open-mindedly and quickly than anyone else.

Li Xin sat on the sink of the public toilet and splashed cold water on his face until the flushing faded like a memory.

He woke up, took out his mobile phone, and posted a sentence in the top WeChat group:

"The meeting was cancelled. Change the time, change the place. The reason is unknown. ”

Immediately received a reply from You Jindong with a witty avatar: "What did the sect leader say?

Soon, Qiao Tian's avatar made a helpless expression: "Otherwise, what did your father say?"

The system displays: You Near East has withdrawn a message.

Qiao Tian got an inch: "Near East, one day, the zombie opened your brain and left disappointed, but the shell lang who passed by was bright. ”

Lu Tianheng: "Hahahaha." ”

Li Xin also smiled, but did not reply. He put his phone back in his bag, took a deep breath, and tightened his cloak to ward off the cold of the drunkenness. Then he stepped on the escalator casually.

He likes these people. But he doesn't like the world.

A few pretending obscenities, like the rest of the noise of the world, do not take his likes and dislikes as likes and dislikes, and get into his ears impartially.

"You are instant noodles, I am boiled water, I will soak you in this life and this life. In the elevator in the opposite direction, a delinquent boy with a sharp beak and a twinkling cheek said with a mysterious confidence.

Beside him was a girl who appeared to be a minor in a high school uniform.

Li Xin knew that the black cloak could block most of his cheeks, so he ran with the opposite of the elevator, and said mischievously to the girl in the school uniform as he passed by: "Yes, yes, yes." In the end, he turned into, you turned into, destined to part ways!"

The high school girl was instantly disgusted, but thoughtfully, and glanced back at Li Xin.

Li Xin has already left the station.

He has more important things - go to the set to get the script for Lu Tianheng for the next week.

This is also the reason why Li Xin opened the wine jug in the public toilet.

Whenever such a time comes, he must suppress himself in order to resist the urge to give someone a fist.

Anger that fails to hit the ground in one blow is meaningless.

Around the city. Kindergarten.

Hong Yongcheng struggled to resist the children's frolic and itching on his legs and feet, trying to memorize the lines of the scene in front of him.

"Brother Yongcheng!" a pleasant female voice floated over.

Hong Yongcheng was about to get angry, but when he saw this innocent and tender face, he couldn't help but soften.

Zhang Xiaojun stretched out his hand: "Brother Yongcheng, spray some mosquito repellent!"

Hong Yongcheng took the small bottle and sprayed it symbolically on his leg a few times.

He showed a very sultry smile: "Xiaojun, you just jumped into the crew from OL work, but don't forget what I taught you? ”

Zhang Xiaojun was confused: "How do you use it?"

Hong Yongcheng also sprayed her a few times, and said with a smile: "Mosquito repellent liquid must cooperate with a few people who do not spray mosquito repellent to have an effect." ”

He pushed Zhang Xiaojun to the middle of several actresses sitting in a row with the group, and said with a smile: "This is my godsister, everyone take care of it!"

"Ahh Brother Lak Cheng!" A series of warblers responded in response.

Zhang Xiaojun secretly laughed out loud.

But suddenly his face changed.

Because more than ten meters away from her, Li Xin was walking towards the shooting range.

Hong Yongcheng sensed this tremor and beckoned to Zhang Xiaojun.

Zhang Xiaojun dodged over like a bullet and hid behind him: "Brother Yongcheng, it's him." ”

Hong Yongcheng patted her and said in a low voice: "Play your own and play your own." When he doesn't exist. What kind of coffee position am I, what kind of idler is he......"

The two naughty boys bumped into Hong Yongcheng with a "wow!", and ran away with a hippie smile.

A foul smell filled the air.

Zhang Xiaojun avoided it: "That's why I hate children the most......"

Hong Yongcheng dodged a few steps, shook his head helplessly and smiled: "Don't hate it, children are very powerful, and it doesn't matter if there is in the diaper." ”

Suddenly, he heard a string of hearty laughter approaching, which made him hate more than the impact just now.

Li Xin also shook his head and said, "Some adults are even more powerful! ”

Hong Yongcheng was choked uncomfortably: "You ....."

"Wow! Oh my God! Who is this! Isn't it the Golden Pool Award for Best Actor!" Li Xin joked exaggeratedly, "Take the liberty of disturbing, future actor." I'm Lu Tianheng's temporary assistant, let me ask, where is the screenwriter's office?"

Hong Yongcheng didn't want to lose in front of the girls, so he had to point to a certain place in the garden quickly.

Li Xin chuckled: "Thank you." ”

I saw a place in the garden hall where the temporary scene was taken, and a middle-aged man who exuded authority was building a few simple desks, frowning at his laptop.

Li Xin said politely: "Hello teacher?"

The middle-aged screenwriter didn't hear it, and only took the A4 paper and whispered to the assistant beside him: "Flying pages are also helpless, come here... And here......"

Li Xin was a little embarrassed and raised his voice: "Hello!"

The middle-aged screenwriter glanced at him and ignored him.

Li Xin rolled his eyes, reached out to his keyboard, and made a gesture.

The middle-aged screenwriter was stunned.

He looked up at Li Xin and said suspiciously, "Are you the sect leader?"

Li Xin smiled.

The middle-aged screenwriter took a sip of a cup, stood up respectfully and said, "I'm sorry." What can I do?"

Li Xin said: "Hello teacher, I'm a friend of Lu Tianheng, I'll take the script for him next week." If you can......"

The middle-aged screenwriter reacted and said busily: "Lu Tianheng?...... Okay, you wait for me for half an hour, I'll pick him out, and then, you sit down for a while, and I'll talk to you in detail......"