Chapter 43: I've Been Dreaming Lately
When approaching the door of the Waldorf Astoria Hotel, the staff who had been waiting outside the door for a long time quickly reacted, and several large umbrellas printed with the hotel logo instantly blocked the rain curtain.
"Oh, Miss Li, why did you come here alone?"
The manager looked anxious, "Go and get someone to prepare ginger tea." β
Li Xitong handed the umbrella in his hand to one of them, smiled and thanked him, accustomed to the manager's almost exaggerated posture.
Bad celebrity big money has always been the job of these people.
"Has Mr. Chen arrived?"
The manager bowed, "Not yet, I'll take you to the room to rest first, if you haven't had breakfast, you can have some refreshments first, our hotel ......"
Li Xitong glanced at the clock hanging on the marble wall, and interrupted the manager's chatter with a standardized smile, "Did Mr. Chen say when he will come?" β
"At nine o'clock, Mr. Chen has always been very punctual."
Li Xitong recognizes this very much.
Although Chen Mo is very unlikable, some habits are really admirable, and it seems that he has never seen him late.
But this time, Li Xitong miscalculated.
waited quietly for half an hour, and Li Xitong did not wait for Teacher Chen, who had always been punctual.
"Hmph, be careful as always."
She extremely suspected that Chen Mo was deliberately taking revenge for what she refused yesterday.
But at this time, a line of subtitles suddenly popped up in the corner of his eye.
γFar Draw +1γ
Li Xitong was stunned for a while before opening the system panel, and the extreme realm sword drawing was indeed completed once.
"Hehe, interesting, it's going to start again."
Li Xitong felt a little funny, he didn't even have a thorough understanding of the perfect sword drawing, let alone the extreme realm sword drawing that he didn't even know how to trigger.
"It's best to do it all at once."
Li Xitong is no longer obsessed with the abnormality of the system.
Yesterday's perfect sword draw is good in the short term, although half of the attribute points are missing, you can master the perfect sword drawing at the moment, and I don't know how long it will take to complete the task.
If you look at it in the long run, you will still lose half of what you deserve.
She was still heartbroken about this, but today there is no wave.
"You'll find out."
Freedom is not to let go of hysteria, or even to magnify nature, but to do everything in the most soothing way, not to stab those who don't care, not to hurt those who care, and to leave no regrets as much as possible.
Li Xitong felt very comfortable, everything he experienced yesterday was precious to him, even if the story was likely to be false.
So for Chen Mo's tardiness, she also showed the greatest restraint.
Anyway, there is air conditioning, refreshments and TV, and time always flies quickly.
After another half an hour, Li Xitong turned off the TV and walked to the door without hurrying.
Three seconds later.
The sound of knuckles tapping on solid wood happened to be heard.
"Hello Mr. Chen."
The moment the door opened, the sweet and polite voice made Chen Mo fall into self-doubt, and even looked at the nameplate on the door before looking at Li Xitong who was smiling like a flower in the room.
This is...... Already submitted?
"Not really!"
Li Xitong is definitely not so simple, more likely to be......
Chen Mo silently prepared for Li Xitong's violent attack, and instinctively felt weak for the first time.
"It's a bit sloppy."
The complex mental activity did not affect the extremely sunny smile on Chen Mo's face.
It was precisely because this smile appeared on Chen Mo's face outside the camera that Li Xitong was also a little stunned.
After a second, two old artists with genuine smiles spoke at the same time.
"Please ......"
"It's not good...... Chen Mo's smile didn't change, "I'm sorry, there is a bit of traffic jam on the road." β
"It's okay, I've just arrived."
The two politely sat down.
Chen Mo, whose face was slightly pale, picked up the tea handed over by Li Xitong and took a sip gently.
"Feeling better?"
Li Xitong just laughed and did not answer the question directly.
"Mr. Chen, what is the new drama you are talking about, is it the martial arts type that I auditioned for last time, it is inconvenient for me to read the script first."
Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.
"The script is still being put to the forefront."
"Then tell me a little bit about it." There was no emotional fluctuation on Li Xitong's face, only a sweet smile, "I'm looking forward to it." βγ
This made Chen Mo a little trance, feeling as if the time had gone back to two years ago, no matter what kind of attitude he used to point out the mistakes and omissions in the performance, Li Xitong always said with a smile, 'I'm sorry Teacher Chen, I'll try again'.
How good was yesterday's results?
Chen Mo adjusted his rhythm, and Lotte's smile slowly faded.
"Do you believe in dreams?"
"Dreams?" Li Xitong tilted his head slightly.
"Some people say that dreams are irregular, spontaneous mental activities in which consciousness is dormant." As long as the story begins, Chen Mo doesn't need anyone to play at all, and he enters the state instantly.
He looked at the bone china teacup with amber tea in front of him, and his eyes were dark without the blessing of a smile.
"Some people say that dreams are the reflection of the material world, the so-called thinking day and night."
"Oh, some people retorted, saying that there was something incredible and unimaginable in the dream that they had never seen before."
Chen Mo slowly raised his head and stared directly at Li Xitong.
"How Would You Answer?"
Li Xitong still maintained a polite smile and shook his head slightly.
"I can answer." Chen Mo suddenly put his finger into the teacup and stirred it a few times, and when the tea formed a whirlpool, he pulled out his finger.
"Can we remember the reflection of the tea every second?"
"You can't, and neither can I, but we've all seen it, but we just can't remember it."
Chen Mo saw that Li Xitong's smile was a little stiff, and continued.
"We are always self-righteous and take the narrow perception of our subjective consciousness as the truth of the world."
Chen Mo pointed to his temple, "The information recorded in the brain has always been there, but we ignore them. β
"I'm a director, and I know one thing very well."
"Humans can never imagine things that have never been touched."
"The foundation of the human imagination is the world we are exposed to!" Chen Mo hooked the corners of his mouth, "It's boring, isn't it, human beings have no imagination at all, and the so-called imagination is just a patchwork of stitching products." β
Noticing that Li Xitong's eyes were thoughtful, Chen Mo leaned his entire body on the sofa and stared at the ceiling, his voice began to become low and hoarse.
"I've been dreaming a lot lately."
"I slept badly."
"I'm very bothered by this, these dreams are intermittent and vaguely logical, but I can't string them together."
"I saw familiar people in my dreams, and I saw a lot of people I hadn't seen before."
He didn't look at Li Xitong's reaction, he just said to himself, his tone was full of confusion.
"I wanted to think of it as a dream, but I couldn't do it anyway, because so many of the images flashed in the dream were so clear that I could draw them one by one."
"Whewβ" After an almost gasping sigh, his voice lowered a little, with a hint of muttering.
"It's been almost a month, and some of the fragments I can barely relate to each other, the world in my dreams is weird, I'm on the run, and I'm running away, and then I meet someone ......"
"Hehe", Chen Mo suddenly let out two strange laughs of unknown meaning, "A woman saved me." β
"A woman with a sword saved me."
"At that moment, I thought she was a goddess of wonder."
"No, I've seen the actor of the Amazing Woman in the Star Federation, whether it's a movie or reality, it's too far from the Woman in my dream!"
"She's so fake!"
"She needs a reason to kill, she needs to pose, she needs not to bleed."
"Hehe...... "Hey weird laughed twice, and his voice took on a strange gentleness again.
"My heroine is different."
The wrist on the armrest of the sofa turned a few times at will, as if it was repeating the action, and Chen Mo's speech speed suddenly accelerated.
"One sword, one sword! Blood everywhere! Bowels! The head! It's the kind of level where B-grade plasma films are likely to be returned when they are released! Can you imagine?! β
There is no response, and there is no need to respond.
"Shocking, really shocking! I was disgusted, but I couldn't help myself with the beauty, and I wanted to see her clearly, but the damn dream just wouldn't let me see her face! β
"Damn it!" Chen Mo slammed the handrail like a psychopath, sat up straight suddenly, and stared straight at Li Xitong, who had no smile on his face.
"When I auditioned, I just thought you were very much like her, very similar!"
"Do you know what's the most amazing thing?" Chen Mo seemed to have entered some kind of psychedelic state, and he became excited again.
The pale face looked even more morbid.
"I thought it was just like, but the truth is that the night before, I dreamed of you, and that's you, if you don't laugh."
He suddenly pointed at Li Xitong and said excitedly, "Yes, that's how it is now!" β
"You are exactly like that person, you fled with me in a strange dream, we seem to be hiding from something, and it seems that we are moving towards a certain goal, the sky and the earth are gray, and sometimes there is a fog so thick that you can't see anything!"
"I'll soon be able to connect these dreams, and with my imagination, I'm sure I'll be able to make a great masterpiece that will shock the world!"
"With my talent, I can bring that madness! Ruthless! Despair! Uncanny! When the corners of the two mouths were raised at an angle that was almost close to the limit of the human body, the bloodshot eye sockets made the shining pupils look extremely terrifying.
Li Xitong, who fell into a sluggish state, seemed to be frightened, and subconsciously leaned his body against the back of the sofa, his naturally curly and thick eyelashes trembled with the twitching of his eye muscles, but his eyes did not blink.
"Rendered to the ultimate horror, I will become synonymous with horror movies!!"
As the subtle echoes faded away, the silence of the room could be described as dead silence.
Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, and then collapsed on the sofa again as if he had been drained of all his strength, panting heavily.