Chapter 152: My Daughter's Black Material Is A Lot (4)
At a very young age, Dong Lengshan once saw her mother performing a drama at a school event.
She still remembers Romeo in Romeo and Juliet played by her mother.
"Juliet, with this bright moon, its silver light staining the tips of these fruit trees, I swearβ"
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"Happy, happy night! I'm afraid that I just had a dream at night, and such a happy thing will not be real. β
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"Without your light at night, I only have a thousand heartaches, and the person in love goes on a date with him, like a child returning from school. But when he was separated from his lover, his face was as sad as if he had gone to school. β
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At that time, she was under the stage, and she saw her mother on the stage, like a fairy in the cartoon, glowing.
That sparkling appearance made her yearn for the stage.
Privately, in addition to "Romeo and Juliet", she secretly watched a lot of plays, Shakespeare's four major comedies "The Merchant of Venice", "A Midsummer Night's Dream", "All Happy", "Twelfth Night", as well as his tragedies "Hamlet", "Macbeth" and so on.
In addition to Shakespeare, there are Ibsen's "A Doll's House", Arthur Miller's "Death of a Salesman" and many more.
She fantasizes that she is Romeo, that she is Juliet, that she is Jessica, that she is Roland, that she is Hermia, that she is Rasander, that she is Nala......
When Mom is not at home, playing herself as a different person is her only pleasure.
Jiang Ru didn't seem to be able to see her dejected appearance, and slapped the table fiercely.
"I was there just now, and the path you chose by yourself will be completed on your knees. How old are you now, and you can't afford any setbacks just like this. β
"If you want me, you're used to it, it's better to fall this time, it's better than getting older later, and you can't get up if you fall down."
When Dong Lengshan heard her words, she put down the dishes and chopsticks, lowered her head, and moved her lips: "Mom, can I still get up?" β
"Raise your head!" Jiang Ru patted the table, "Don't look like a family!" β
Dong Leng shrank for a moment, and suddenly remembered that it was time for him to make a mistake.
Although she is well-behaved, she will inevitably make mistakes sometimes.
Mom is not an unreasonable person, every time she makes a mistake, she will not directly hit her and scold her, but let her tell her what is wrong.
But children, they don't usually know what they're doing wrong.
She is the same, she only knows that I was wrong with my head down, and I won't dare next time.
Mom will not let her go easily because she admits her mistakes, every time she deeply analyzes her mistakes with her, let her know where her mistakes are, and then write a 2,000-word review without beating or scolding.
Two thousand words!
For a student who writes an essay of only 200 words, at most 800 words, 2,000 words is a nightmare.
She hurriedly sat upright with her head upright, put her hands on her knees, and looked at Jiang Ru with a serious face.
Jiang Ru knocked on the table, a look of worry flashed in his eyes, "You, are these things true?" β
Dong Lengshan saw the worry in her eyes and heard her words, the grievances in her heart suddenly floated again, and her eyes suddenly turned red.
Jiang Ru said sharply: "What are you crying about?" What's the use of crying? Yourself, those are not true! β
When she was only herself before, even if she saw those videos on the Internet and those slanders, although she was sad, she would not cry.
But when her mother was here, she couldn't control her tears.
Hearing her voice, I knew that my mother didn't like to cry the most, but I couldn't help but cry again.
While crying, he pulled the paper to wipe his nose, and said in his mouth: "It's not true, those are all fake, wow wow wow...... It's all their mess...... I don't even know that man......"
Jiang Ru couldn't cry or laugh, but he couldn't collapse the original character, so he could only look distressed and hateful.
"Since it's fake, why are you crying? You've got it all yourself, it's fake, so what's there to be afraid of? It would be nice to clarify. β
"But ......" Dong Lengshan wiped her nose and looked at Jiang Ru with teary eyes, "In the entertainment industry, those netizens don't care if it's true or not, they just like to watch the excitement, don't spare the show, the more exciting, the better." β
She sniffed, tears wetting her eyelashes.
"Even if it's whitewashed, their impression of me has been set to death, and the goodwill accumulated before is gone, and when I see it in the future, I will think of West Poison and think of that disgusting video."
People tend to be more impressed by something bad, just like tragedy is always more moving than comedy.
"What are you afraid of, the pure ones are self-purifying, as long as you are innocent, you don't have to be afraid of what others do. If you blindly care about not sparing your eyes, how can you follow your own path? "Jiang Ru.
Dong Lengshan glanced at Jiang Ru secretly, not knowing how to explain it.
In the entertainment industry, even if a person is innocent, as long as his reputation is bad, many resources that could have been easily obtained will leave him, and even begging others to give resources others will not give him.
And as a girl, she fell to this point, and she was terminated by the company, and she had no resources, and it was extremely difficult to get resources.
It's even likely that you'll run into those things.
"Alright, eat, eat and clean up the house! The house is like a kennel, and I don't know how you can live there. Jiang Ru waved his hand.
Dong Lengshan smiled.
Since this happened, neither the agent nor the assistant have come to help her clean up.
She was so immersed in the sudden blow that she didn't have the heart to clean up the house, so everything was a mess.
After eating and cleaning up, Jiang Ru asked Dong Lengshan to go to sleep and rest.
Dong Lengshan obediently went back to the room, but lying on the bed, she couldn't sleep.
She hasn't been on Weibo for a few years.
Her tuba is in the hands of her agent, and she only has a Weibo account.
Logged in and ran to the tuba to take a look.
Originally, she had more than 5 million followers on Weibo, but now there are only more than 20,000 zombie fans left.
Weibo is full of scolding her.
- Why didn't Dong Biao speak? Hehe, pretending to be innocent on the surface, but lonely in private, I don't know how many men I followed. [Color]
- Dong Ji was finally abandoned by her gold owner, and she was tired of seeing her face for a long time. [vomiting]
- Upstairs, although Dong Biao's character is not good, his appearance and figure are really first-class, and he can't get tired of looking at it, but he doesn't know how much money is once. [Color]
- Upstairs sand coin doesn't explain, can't you see such an obvious plastic surgery face?
- I've played it, and it's definitely scratchy! Need!
- One bus, it is estimated that the public toilet is not clean, you dare to play, you are not afraid of getting sick.
- It's disgusting! What is there to do with this kind of person, Dong Biao gets out of the entertainment industry!
- Dong Biao get out of the entertainment industry! +1
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Looking at these unsightly comments, Dong Lengshan couldn't help but shrink into the quilt and wrap herself tightly in the quilt.
But even so, she still felt cold all over her body and shivered all over.