Jiang Xue, who was filming, was innocently shot, and was suddenly labeled a scumbag!

Jiang Xue felt very innocent, and Liu Xiaoqing never thought that things would turn out like this.

All the fire songs she wrote were highly sung by later generations, and they had nothing to do with Jiang Xue!

Liu Xiaoqing couldn't help but sigh, it's not good to be lazy in other people's footsteps, the steps are not the same, the footprints are not deep, and it is easy to stumble!

Liu Xiaoqing will not let Jiang Xue be burdened with an inexplicable black cauldron, she and Jiang Xue are in the past tense, she has seen it, and the media are still holding on to it, that is disgusting her!

Moreover, Jiang Xue has already knocked on the door of superstars and stepped on the Avenue of Stars, and she, a dying person, has no need to drag him down.

Liu Xiaoqing found Zhong Xi and said to her, "You arrange an interview for me, and I will explain this matter." ”

Zhong Xi looked at Liu Xiaoqing, who was getting thinner, and expressed a different opinion: "I don't think it's necessary, when this heat passes, people will soon forget it." ”

Jiang Xue is an actor of Hongtian Film and Television Media, and Hongtian Film and Television Media should make a public statement about this kind of thing.

Zhong Xi didn't talk to Liu Xiaoqing about how to wash Jiang Xue, because he was afraid that it would affect Liu Xiaoqing's cultivation.

According to Zhong Xi's thoughts, Jiang Xue, a big man, is a little wronged, and Liu Xiaoqing is the key object of protection.

Liu Xiaoqing and Zhong Xi have different ideas, because Liu Xiaoqing knows that these media who are vying to report black material will go too far in the future!

"Whitewashing should be done as soon as possible, and when the heat passes, it is equivalent to closing the coffin, and the white will become black."

Liu Xiaoqing's idea was very right, she saw that Zhong Xi was still weighing, and said, "It just so happens that the new movie is about to start filming again, and I can take advantage of the interview to promote the movie." ”

"I'll ask Mr. Xia."

Zhong Xi can't make up his mind, and likes to discuss with Xia Xiaoqin.

Because Qin Yihong doesn't care about anything!

Xia Xiaoqin also knew the virtues of unscrupulous media, and she approved of Liu Xiaoqing's proposal.

"Then I'll arrange it!"

"Wait, Liu Xiaoqing wants to promote the movie, so make the interview more lively, find the mainstream media who are willing to cooperate to guide public opinion, and don't look for the messy tabloids."

"No problem!"

Zhong Xi has never dragged his feet in his work, and he is resolute.

"Overlord Flower" has not yet been released, and Zhong Xi has arranged a new film press conference.

On the first day of the second lunar month, on March 10 of the solar calendar, Liu Xiaoqing, who disappeared in front of the audience for a month, appeared.

Before this, the last time Liu Xiaoqing appeared in front of the public was to give Su Xiangdi an encouraging hug at the Spring Festival Gala.

A month has passed, Liu Xiaoqing, who has lost so much weight that his cheekbones bulge, made all the reporters present fall through their glasses, and the cameraman in charge of taking pictures quickly raised his camera and pressed the shutter.

Liu Xiaoqing generously accepted the whispers and gazes of reporters, and did not dodge the camera, showing his true self.

"Ahem." Liu Xiaoqing pressed down the fishy sweetness in his throat, cleared his throat, and said to the camera, "Hello everyone, I'm Liu Xiaoqing, as you can see, I'm sick, that's why I stopped showing up and turned behind the scenes."

Lao Ji is in the woods, and his ambitions are thousands of miles.

I am a very ambitious person, and I have many dreams, such as letting the whole country know me, such as appearing on foreign stages, participating in foreign movies, and winning many, many awards.

I thought I could do it and do better.

But my body told me I couldn't do it.

I am very fortunate that when my life entered the countdown, I was recognized by the senior management of Hongtian Film and Television Media.

They made me known in a different way, and remembered in a different way.

I knew that my talent was limited, and that the work I wrote was not close to the one that I had handed down.

I only hope that in 10 years, my name has not disappeared in the river of time.

When people mention an old song, they will introduce it to the people around them and say: This song is a song written by Liu Xiaoqing, which is very good.

When mentioning a certain movie, I will say: This is a script written by Liu Xiaoqing, and she is a person with many stories in her head.

Right.

I can also write screenplays and tell stories.

The reason why I am here today is also to tell you that the script I wrote is about to be filmed.

Of course, whether it is the songs I write or the stories I write, they are all things that are already in my mind, and have nothing to do with my personal life, so please don't speculate and cause trouble to me and my friends. ”

Liu Xiaoqing paused when he was coughing and used a dirty six-sided handkerchief.

The reporters recorded the content like a dragon, and the photographers were not afraid of wasting the film, and Liu Xiaoqing smiled.

Because, this is very likely to be Liu Xiaoqing's last public appearance before he passed away!

After Liu Xiaoqing finished speaking, he withdrew under the escort of his bodyguards.

Next, Zhong Xi, as the general manager of Hongtian Film and Television Media, was questioned by reporters.

After the interview, Zhong Xi immediately used all the channels that could be activated to carry out comprehensive publicity!

At the same time, "Love Under the Hawthorn Tree", "Fanghua World" and "Parents' Love" started filming together.

Three films were shot at the same time, which required a huge shooting team.

Hongtian Film and Television Media has established cooperation with Beijing Studio and Shencheng Studio and signed a win-win contract.

When the three movies held the opening ceremony, Liu Xiaoqing, who was cared about, did not appear, because she was so sick that she couldn't get out of bed.

In the People's Hospital, an emergency consultation with experts from all over the country is underway.

An old man with gray hair and age spots on his hands was watching Liu Xiaoqing's chest X-ray in front of the light.

"How so?"

"It shouldn't be."

"The speed of cancer cell expansion is incredible!"

The old man whispered one after another, which was also what the other experts present wanted to say.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, when Liu Xiaoqing was taken to the hospital, the examination report also showed that she had just a common cold and there was no abnormality in her chest X-ray.

Today, less than three months later, Liu Xiaoqing has already shown symptoms of a terminal lung cancer patient, and the gods are incurable!

The old expert looked at Liu Xiaoqing's inspection report again and again, and still announced the cruel result.

"Advanced lung cancer."

Experts finally diagnosed Liu Xiaoqing's condition, but this is no different from directly announcing the date of death.

"Manager Zhong, your expression is so serious."

Liu Xiaoqing, who is skinny and skinny, and Zhong Xi, who has the most contact with her, is mentally funny.

"Look at it, you look at me, it's more open than anyone else."

Zhong Xi endured his sadness and asked, "Do you still have any unfulfilled wishes?" ”

"I don't have any attachment to this world anymore, when I die, you take my ashes to a windy place, and let the wind take me away."

“…… Good. ”

Liu Xiaoqing died on April 5, which is also the Qingming Festival.

That day, Xia Xiaoqin also went to see Liu Xiaoqing off.

When Liu Xiaoqing closed her eyes, she also said that this day is good, and many people will remember her and worship her.

After that, according to Liu Xiaoqing's last wishes, everyone sent her ashes into the wind.

After everyone sent Liu Xiaoqing away, they went to Liu Xiaoqing's former residence to sort out her relics.

This is Liu Xiaoqing's other house in the capital, in addition to this one, she also has seven houses that are still rented, which means that all the money Liu Xiaoqing has earned over the years has been spent on buying houses.

Xia Xiaoqin knew why Liu Xiaoqing wanted to hoard houses, and the speed at which housing prices in Beijing rose was more cost-effective than any long-term investment.

Before Liu Xiaoqing died, she set up a foundation in her own name and handed over the disposal of eight properties to Zhong Xi, who had the most dealings with her.

Zhong Xi promised that no matter whether the eight properties were rented or sold, as long as they generated income, they would inject funds into the foundation to help patients who, like Liu Xiaoqing, were suffering from illness.

In addition, Qin Yihong also promised that as long as the foundation is still there, Hongtian Media has not collapsed, the shares belonging to Liu Xiaoqing will always exist, and all the annual dividends will be invested in the foundation.

Therefore, Liu Xiaoqing walked very safely, and before being admitted to the hospital, he also cleaned his room in person.

"Huh? Underneath this inkwell is a note pressed. Su Xiangdi first found the note on the bedside table, and after seeing the contents, she handed it to Xia Xiaoqin, "It looks like it was written for you." ”

Xia Xiaoqin took the note, and eight words were written on it: Listen to it in vain, smell it like me.

This is what Xia Xiaoqin said on the first day of the Lunar New Year, when she proposed to let Liu Xiaoqing write an autobiography.

Xia Xiaoqin was blessed to her heart, and reached out to open the drawer of the bedside table.

Sure enough, there was a manuscript paper lying in the drawer, and the same eight words were written on the cover.

Xia Xiaoqin took out the manuscript paper, carefully opened the title page, and saw Liu Xiaoqing's self-report.

When I first came to this world, I thought that God was compensating me, but when I started framing myself with other people's things, I realized that compensation does not exist, and the rules of equivalent exchange will not change because I am special.

I want to plant a fruit tree of my own, no matter whether the fruit is sweet or sour, it does not prevent me from experiencing the joy of harvest.

This story is the one I most want to write and the one I dare not write the most, because it is both a tragedy and an absurd drama.

You will shed tears for the tragic fate of the protagonist of the story, and you will also say "nonsense" because of the irrationality in some places.

I don't know if you are looking forward to the next story when you see this, but I have already written it, please turn the next page and read my story.

After reading the content on the title page, Xia Xiaoqin no longer had the courage to turn the next page.

Liu Xiaoqing really wrote an autobiography!

Just by looking at the content on the title page, and then thinking about her previous understanding of her condition and her calm and indifferent attitude, Xia Xiaoqin can be sure that Liu Xiaoqing also died of lung cancer in her last life.

Xia Xiaoqin was reborn in her sleep, she didn't know if her end was in her sleep, Liu Xiaoqing's incident made Xia Xiaoqin understand how important it is to live every day well.

Liu Xiaoqing can face things indifferently, and she also lives again, there is no reason why she can't get over this heart.

Xia Xiaoqin turned the next page of the manuscript and read Liu Xiaoqing's story on the spot.

Liu Xiaoqing's previous life was surprisingly short, and Xia Xiaoqin only took ten minutes to read her life.

After the 90s, when he was 18 years old, he was diagnosed with mid-stage lung cancer, and then dropped out of school and began the difficult road of seeking medical treatment.

When Liu Xiaoqing was struggling, he used listening to songs and watching film and television dramas to divert his attention, so after being reborn, the inventory in his head was very rich.

It's a pity that Liu Xiaoqing in this life is still walking too fast.

Xia Xiaoqin closed the manuscript paper with regret and said to Zhong Xi: "This is a very strange story, I think it can be made into a movie." My name is: I am Liu Xiaoqing. ”

Liu Xiaoqing has always hoped that others can remember her name, which is evidence that she has been to this world, so Xia Xiaoqin named this unnamed story: I am Liu Xiaoqing.

Zhong Xi never doubted Xia Xiaoqin's vision for choosing the script, and she directly clapped the decision: "I'll ask Tao Xi to find someone to proofread the manuscript immediately!" Publish first, then make a film, and then donate all the proceeds to the foundation. ”

"Okay, then you can arrange it."

"By the way, you can keep an eye on me too, you know, I have a recent marriage to get married, and I'm a little busy."

Xia Xiaoqin: "......"