The party lasted two and a half hours, and it was almost ten o'clock in the evening when it ended, and it was impossible to get a taxi at such a late hour in this place full of villas. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, Kevin McHale took this into account and arranged a special driver for Meng Qi and Su Nan to take them back to the hotel.

"You premeditated tonight's events again, right?"

In his free time waiting for the driver to drive over, Su Nan remembered about "Superman Prequel" and asked Meng Qi with a smile.

"Of course not, I really came up with an idea on the fly......"

"I don't believe it, what you are best at is digging holes...... Su Nan wrinkled her nose, the cold air made her nasal passages a little uncomfortable, "And like a wolf, patience, persistence, and standard opportunism." ”

"I'll just think you're complimenting me!" Meng Qi replied with a smile, "But since I'm a wolf, then what are you?" Little sheep? ”

Su Nan glanced at Meng Qi, jumped down the steps lightly, walked a few steps forward with some cute hands behind his back, and then turned to Meng Qi and said, "Then won't I be eaten by you?" ”

Meng Qi was about to answer, when he saw a figure behind Su Nan walking over. Under the not too bright light, Meng Qi saw something in the hands of the visitor.

"Sir!"

The person who came shouted and walked over quickly, only five or six meters away from Su Nan.

Meng Qi suddenly became nervous, immediately jumped off the steps, walked forward quickly, pulled Su Nan back gently, and then stood in front of himself.

"Sir, may I delay you for a few minutes? I want to talk to you......" The person who came walked up to Meng Qi and said a little nervously.

Only then did Meng Qi realize that the person who came was the "drunkard star" Don Fox he met at the drinking party, and the thing he was holding in his hand was not a weapon, but a wine bottle.

But even so, Meng Qi did not relax his vigilance, and still firmly protected Su Nan behind him.

Who knows what kind of things an alcoholic will do!

"I don't think we have anything to talk about......" Meng Qi said in a cold tone.

"No, I already know, you're supposed to be Frank Miller, right?" Probably because of the excitement, Don Fox's pale face turned a little red, "I saw that you went to the second floor, and I also saw Kevin McHale personally send you out...... I heard him call you personally...... Mr. Miller ......"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fox, I can't give you anything, whether it's a job offer or a role, I can't give you ......"

Now that everything has been said about this, Meng Qi certainly knows what Don Fox is plotting, so he directly gave a refusal answer, only hoping that the other party will not continue to entangle.

"Don't you think about it again, sir?" Don Fawkes's face turned even paler than before, and he was clearly disappointed by Meng Qi's answer, but he continued to struggle and plead.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Fawkes, I'm just a comic book ......" Meng Qi didn't know what to do.

Don Fox seemed to have been struck in the chest, took two steps back, his face became even paler than before, and he shouted in a voice of extreme dejection, "No...... Fark ...... Why, I love acting so much, why no one wants to give me a chance, why! ”

Meng Qi just looked coldly at this poor man who had collapsed.

Don Fox slowly fell to his knees, the bottle in his hand rolled to the side, he covered his face with his hands, and his voice was full of tears: "I just want to get back to my screen, even if it's a small role with no lines, even if it's a passerby with only one shot...... But how could this be, all the people gave up on me......"

"You gave up on yourself, Mr. Fawkes."

Meng Qi's words stuck like a sharp knife in Don Fawkes's heart.

The desperate man let out a beastly roar and slammed his fists into the grass frantically...... One time...... Then another one, until he was too exhausted to lift his fist.

He lay on the grass, holding his head tightly in his hands, and whispered, "Oh God, help me...... Please answer me if you really exist......"

"God will never answer you, He's just a liar, Mr. Fox, and no one can save you but yourself...... And I have reason to believe that if you had really made an effort, you wouldn't be what you are now......"

"No one can save me but myself......" Don Fox muttered as he repeated Monch's words.

"Think about your ruined life, think about how you made the ...... you are now, wasting your years and talents" Meng Qi sighed softly, saw the car parked there not far away, waiting for them, and then added: "If you can't even get rid of the problem of alcoholism, why don't you make a comeback......

After speaking, he pulled Su Nan, bypassed Don Fox, and left directly.

And Don Fox was still lying on the grass in that position, motionless for a long time, and the glorious, unsightly, chaotic, and painful past experiences flashed through his mind.

Don Fox made his debut on the big screen as a child star at the age of six, and his first film was a huge success, and since then, he has discovered his talent in acting, and he has fallen in love with it.

At the age of twenty-eight, his career reached its peak when he was nominated for Best Actor in Oscar, but it was the beginning of his nightmare.

Don Fox is not a psychologically strong man, and the enormous fame and fortune that Oscar's nomination for Best Actor has brought him, as well as the fear that he will never be able to move forward, has plunged him into unprecedented confusion and great pressure.

This time, he opted for a small white powder.

At the age of 30, he was sent to a compulsory drug rehabilitation center, and two years later he made a successful comeback.

But all of these films failed miserably, his reputation as "box office poison" spread, his acting career slipped to the bottom at a rollercoaster rate, the producers and directors turned him away, and he couldn't even find a role in the TV series.

The sense of loss quickly consumed him.

And this time, he chose alcohol.

Now, he is no longer confused, lying on the grass lamenting his fate.

He didn't know what he should choose this time, it shouldn't be a small white powder, it shouldn't be a brown liquid.

What is it?

Frank Miller's deafening words rang in his head.

"It's you who gave up on yourself!"

"No one can save you but yourself!"

Well, then try to choose yourself for the first time in this filthy life......

Don Fox got up from the ground, habitually touched the bottle, and just put the mouth of the bottle to his mouth, when suddenly stopped, and the smell of the wine made him uncomfortable.

He desperately needed a sip of liquid to keep him comfortable.

But he resisted, he struggled to get up from the ground, walked to the nearest trash can, threw the bottle into it, and then shakily disappeared into the darkness.

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