"Woo woo woo ......"

Out of the empty monk's meditation room, Yang Yifan, a big man, had red eyes and cried directly.

No matter how Xu Zhen explained to him, Fayun Temple generally only accepts disciples who graduated from the Buddhist Academy of the temple, and rarely accepts outsiders, even his own master and monk are just placing orders here, Yang Yifan's tears are uncontrollable.

Helpless, Xu Zhen had to take Yang Yifan to the retreat in the backyard to rest for the time being, trying to appease the other party's emotions.

Xu Zhen felt a little sorry for this Senior Brother Yang.

Although it was not aimed at him, Fayun Temple's refusal did poke at Yang Yifan's pain point.

He wanted to become a monk because his mentality collapsed, and he had a stress disorder about the failure of the audition, which made it even worse, and it was a direct avalanche.

Because of Song Yu's relationship and many cooperations, Xu Zhen has a certain understanding of this senior brother of Chinese opera.

The acting skills are good, the people look good, and they work hard, but they just can't get ahead.

In fact, there is no shortage of such actors in the circle, but Yang Yifan, as an honor student in Chinese opera, has tasted the taste of popularity, and watched those classmates who were not as good as him in the past become popular one by one, and his mentality is a little difficult to accept.

Since Xu Zhen has met him, as an alumnus, he can help.

But to be honest, friendship has not reached that point, and the emergency is not the poor.

He still hopes that the other party can adjust his mentality, regain his spirits, and face his life positively and optimistically, no matter what the future holds.

……

"Senior Brother Yang, don't be too sad," Xu Zhen tried to phrase, "Sadness in the lungs, anger in the liver, emotions can be vented appropriately, but you still have to take care of your body." ”

Yang Yifan sat in a guest room on the third floor of the house, drooped his head, and choked up: "What is there to take care of, I am just a puddle of mud that can't support the wall, what's the use of taking care." ”

Xu Zhen sighed, poured him a cup of tea, and said, "Actually, Senior Brother Yang hasn't been too unlucky over the years, it's just that he lacks an opportunity. ”

"Thirty years old, a good man, why worry about a hopeless future?"

"I know someone, that's really bad luck."

As he spoke, he put the tea in Yang Yifan's hand, and seeing that he was still crying, he had to continue: "The person I know has good resources, and there has been no shortage of filming. ”

"He played the negative male lead in his first TV series, but after filming, he didn't sell it for several years, and he has been pressed to the bottom of the box."

"Later, the second TV series was finally released, but just a few episodes were broadcast, and the actor was exposed to negative news, and the TV series was withdrawn, and his role has not yet appeared."

Xu Zhen looked at Yang Yifan's face, picked up a plate of refreshments and pushed it in front of him, and said, "It's been like this for many years, and this person became unexpectedly popular because of a variety show." ”

"As a result, not long after he became popular, the production company of his debut film took the opportunity of his fire to turn over the bad film at the bottom of the box and sell it."

Xu Zhen shook his head with a sad face, and said, "His debut novel......"

"The plot is sparse, the characters are disgusting, the shape is very earthy, and it's fat."

"The popularity that finally rose fell back to freezing point overnight, and because of this stubble, the variety show that turned him over did not renew his contract next season."

As Xu Zhen spoke, he found that Yang Yifan, who was still wiping tears and choking just now, stopped crying at some point.

Yang Yifan looked at Xu Zhen blankly, and asked worriedly, "How is this big brother now?" ”

Xu Zhen sighed and said, "What else can you do, gritting your teeth and stiffening up." ”

"He bought a mortgage a few years ago, and the house was unfinished, but the loan had to be repaid;"

"And his dad was deceived in doing business with a friend a few years ago, and he owes a lot of money, if he doesn't work hard, what will their family use to pay off the debt."

Yang Yifan listened to it, and he felt embarrassed and sad.

This empathetic sense of congestion......

Is there such an unlucky person in the world?

Xu Zhen looked at his sluggish expression, and felt that his "fighting poison with poison" seemed to have an effect, and hurriedly summarized while the iron was hot: "I don't want to tell you how unlucky this person is, I just want to say that such an unlucky person is still actively motivated and working hard, what else can't we ordinary people think of?" ”

Xu Zhen said with a straight face: "Senior Brother Yang, you are not unlucky. ”

"The golden scales in the pool, when you meet the weathered dragon, you just lack a chance to prove yourself."

Yang Yifan hesitated for a moment, and then hesitated: "You're not making up a story to lie to me, are you?" ”

As he spoke, he subconsciously picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip.

Xu Zhen smiled helplessly and said, "Who this person is, I guess you can guess." ”

"Many people in his circle know about it, so I don't have to tell this lie."

"Because of this, big directors are generally reluctant to ask him to act, until now, he can only act in variety shows and TV series, and he can't even win a role in a movie."

Yang Yifan was silent.

He actually roughly guessed who Xu Zhen was talking about, but he hadn't thought about these things together before.

Yang Yifan held the tea cup, slowly paced to the window, looked down at the scenery in the distance, and muttered, "This person ...... Doesn't he come to the puja to pray for blessings? ”

Xu Zhen walked to his side and was about to speak, but saw a tall thin figure in a gray monk's robe holding a furnace of incense ashes in front of the Jingshe, and was about to pour it out.

It is the "god of decline" Guo Wei who has just been mentioned.

Seeing this, Xu Zhen couldn't help but smile, pointed to Guo Wei below, and whispered: "Here, he came with the leaders of their company." ”

"I can introduce you to him in a while, you can look at the news he usually posts, but positive, but sunny, every day is either fitness or cooking, especially healing."

Yang Yifan looked down at Guo Wei downstairs and said in a low voice: "Is there really such an unlucky person?" ”

Before Xu Zhen could answer, suddenly, a strong wind blew, and the incense ash was blown directly from the stove, which made Guo Wei's face firm.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem, ......ahem,

Downstairs, I was choked by this thick layer of fragrant ash, I couldn't open my eyes, couldn't straighten my waist, and coughed up tears.

The two people upstairs stared at this scene blankly, and for a long time, Yang Yifan didn't wait for Xu Zhen to answer, and whispered: "Yes." ”

Xu Zhen: "......"

Me, I don't know what to say.

……

In the afternoon of the same day, Xu Zhen regretted not staying at the festival site to help, but sent Guo Wei to the hospital.

If this is an ordinary person, it may be okay to choke, this master......

Don't get a respiratory infection, inflammation, or suppuration by then, and then the fun will be great.

After Xu Zhen's good persuasion, Yang Yifan's mentality gradually calmed down.

Although it is not as positive and sunny as Guo's "predecessors", he no longer screams and wants to become a monk.

He found Song Yu and wanted something to do, and he also helped the puja.

Of course, Song Yu did not refuse.

It just so happened that Xu Zhen was not there, and no one cleaned his "sanitation responsibility area".

Yang Yifan, a strong laborer, has a lot of strength, and no one knows him, so he doesn't have to hide it, but he is much better than Xu Zhen!

In the evening of the same day, director Xu Wenguang participated in a blessing ceremony in a low-key manner, and wanted to say goodbye to Xu Zhen and leave early, but who expected that after he arrived in the backyard, he did not see Xu Zhen, but saw a strange young man.

Yang Yifan, who was sweeping the courtyard, heard footsteps, turned around, and saw an old man with gray hair, and his pupils couldn't help shrinking.

This is ......

Director Xu?!