You Made Me a Superstar Chapter 348

   Chapter 348 I will treat you well

Art.

   It's not really that big of a deal.

   It is even said that it is just a wonderful definition of something by some so-called thinking people.

  These things can be beautiful, ugly, grandstanding, or a product of an era…

  It is natural to learn art.

But there are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand readers, and every director has a different concept and pursuit of the "art" of the film. If they want to combine all their ideas and use them for their own use, they will easily go wrong. Enchanted, eventually lost self, and even began to feel at a loss when facing the camera.

   Night falls.

   In the room, An Xiao put the stove and lightly lit an incense stick.

Under the light, Zhou Yang saw the smoke and dust slowly rising up, exuding a strange aroma, he took a deep breath, and then felt refreshed, as if in an instant, the unease in his heart and the messy thoughts disappeared one by one, and the whole person began to become very calm. .

"you are too tired."

   Zhou Yang has heard similar comments many times recently.

   But never felt so warm.

   "It's actually fine..."

   Zhou Yang grinned and wanted to laugh, but suddenly found that he didn't seem to be able to laugh very much, and his heart was inexplicably mixed.

   He only thinks that An Xiao today is extraordinarily beautiful, especially An Xiao, whose pretty face is calm but not cold under the lights, has a sense of yearning that he cannot restrain.

   "Humans are not machines. If you are really tired, take a good rest. Many things are actually no big deal."

  An Xiao looked at Zhou Yang with some indescribable feeling in her heart.

   Zhou Yang was very haggard. When she opened the door and saw Zhou Yang, she felt very strange for the first time. It was hard to believe that this young man in a trance and full of exhaustion turned out to be Zhou Yang.

   Later, when she entered the room and saw the messy room, she was stunned for the first time.

   In her impression, Zhou Yang's room is always neat and clean, not as messy as it is now, with manuscripts and books everywhere.

   His whole person also began to become different from before, even worse than when An Xiao first met Zhou Yang.

   Although he was in poverty at that time, at least there was always a ray of hope in his eyes, and his vigorous vigor and unyielding temperament were very contagious.

   And now Zhou Yang…

   seems to be very depressed, although not decadent but full of gloom, seems to be still paranoid, but has lost the vitality it should have.

  After being stunned, An Xiao suddenly felt some unspeakable discomfort in her heart.

   She suddenly thought that these years started from "The Bottom of the Mine", that's not right! Or that since his father was sick, he never seemed to rest and kept trying to live?

   The evening wind blew slightly, blowing Zhou Yang's messy hair, and the dark circles under the eyes became more and more obvious under the light.

   "Well...I know." Zhou Yang nodded, but couldn't hold back a fart for a long time.

   "How long have you not slept well?" An Xiao looked at Zhou Yang and sighed in her heart.

  Some people only saw Zhou Yang's talented and highly anticipated side.

   But she watched Zhou Yang walk all the way from "The Bottom of the Mine", walking through a narrow road full of hardships and thorns.

   Behind the success, I don't know how much despair and sweat are hidden, let alone how many days and nights ordinary people can't bear.

"it's been a while."

  The incense rose in the curls, and it filled Zhou Yang's surroundings in an instant. Zhou Yang yawned, and the whole person began to become extremely sleepy.

  An Xiao looked at Zhou Yang's appearance, and then looked at the incense, with a smile on his face: "Incense has the effect of calming the nerves and helping sleep, you should rest well..."

   After standing up, An Xiao came to the table and gently poked the incense to make the incense taste more even, and gently instructed Zhou Yang how to use the incense.

   But he didn't get any response from Zhou Yang for a long time.

   Then, when she turned around, she saw Zhou Yang sitting motionless, and he fell asleep.

   She was stunned.

   Looking at Zhou Yang's sleeping face, he doesn't feel ugly, but has a simple cuteness.

   She came to Zhou Yang's side and gently flattened the reclining chair so that Zhou Yang could sleep more comfortably.

   At this moment, she saw Zhou Yang move his body slightly, and seemed to be scratching around in a panic.

   "It's gonna be okay, it's gonna be okay, everything's gonna be okay..."

  His voice was very soft, but An Xiao could hear it very clearly. It was not like he was comforting others, but rather self-comfort.

   "Dad, it's alright... I have a girlfriend, take good care of your illness, and when you get better, I'll bring your girlfriend to see you..."

   His hand was still scratching, when he caught An Xiao, he patted An Xiao's hand subconsciously, as if he was constantly comforting something.

   "Don't be disheartened, the doctor said that your condition has improved, it's not a life cancer, it's just a common disease..."

   "Pretty, for sure, prettier than the stars on TV..."

  An Xiao's heart trembled slightly.

  Especially after seeing the forced smile on Zhou Yang's face, she really wanted to hug this big boy.

   "I'm rich now, really rich, we don't have to go through the hard times before..."

   "The relatives left when they left..."

   "What do you say, drag me down? You never drag me down... Really!"

   Zhou Yang's muttering voice gradually became lighter

The voice behind    is getting quieter and quieter, and he can't seem to hear it.

   Incense is supposed to soothe the nerves.

   But Zhou Yang doesn't seem to be able to calm his mind, he is still surrounded by fear and anxiety, although his voice is very soft, but there is a tear in his eyes, as if he is immersed in something.

  An Xiao gently patted the back of Zhou Yang's hand.

   "It's gonna be okay, it's gonna be okay, everything's gonna be okay..."

   Her voice was so gentle that even she herself was surprised.

   It seemed that her comfort was effective, Zhou Yang's originally disturbed expression began to slowly loosen, and then he let go of his hand and fell into a deep sleep like a baby.

   "I will treat you well..."

   "General Manager An."

   Just when An Xiao got up, An Xiao suddenly heard this sentence.

   Immediately, the long feathered eyelashes trembled slightly.

   After a long time, she glanced at Zhou Yang again.

   After hesitating for a moment, she gently stroked Zhou Yang's messy hair and looked at Zhou Yang's face.

   She laughed suddenly, with a very gentle smile.

"it is good."

  The bright moonlight came in through the window, crystal clear and translucent.

   Zhou Yang had a long, long dream.

   I dreamed of my father in this world.

  The father on the sickbed was pale and powerless, with some guilt, but also seemed to be in despair.

  Before the sickbed, he was extraordinarily firm and still never gave up.

   There may be miracles in this world, however, miracles never seem to take care of him or take care of him.

   went all the way, all the way hard, and finally turned into a pile of ashes.

   In the dream, he began to be at a loss, and he could go anywhere, but he seemed to be the only one in this world.

  The color of the dream gradually began to turn gray, and there were some melody around, and the melody was very sad.

"sorry Sorry…"

   He heard an apology.

   He only felt that this apology sound was very familiar. He looked around at a loss, but he couldn't find out where the apology sound came from.

   Then…

  The memory changes again, and it changes into a scene.

In the    scene, a young man exactly like himself hides cowardly in the dark, facing stacks of textbooks full of despair.

   Textbooks appear to be high school content…

   A screeching sound came from his ears.

   "What the **** do you have?"

   "How do you compare to others?"

   "If you don't study hard, what can you do? With your current grades, can you get into a good university!"

   "If you can't pass the three exams, you can only go to a junior college, and if you go on like this, no good college will want you!"

   "Wake up, it's only a few days before the college entrance examination, what do you want to do with your grades? What can you do!"

   The young man who looked exactly like himself bowed his head in scolding and burst into tears.

  The scene switched again, the young man even cut his wrist with a knife...

   "What can I do!"

   "I'm stupider than them, why are you forcing me, why are they forcing me...why..."

   "Why can't I get into university? I can work part-time, but I can't get in!"

   "Who wants to be born in this family! If I have money, I can live as well as others, and I can learn well..."

   "He never understands me. I've been looked down upon since I was a child. I haven't even eaten a meal of KFC. How can I get enough living expenses for a week!"

   "In the next life, I want to be reborn into a good child, and don't be reincarnated into such a family of scabies..."

   "Go die, die!"

   "Trash! Trash that can't make money!"

   Zhou Yang saw the young man trying to cut his wrists.

   Cursing.

   is full of all kinds of grievances and negative emotions, and every word seems to be blaming others.

   Then, just as the knife was about to cut through the blood vessels of the wrist, his whole body trembled, and then the whole world suddenly went black.

   After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Yang heard waves of apologies in the darkness.

"sorry Sorry…"

"sorry…"

   "I know to live well, I know I'm wrong, I will live well in the future, if, if there is still a chance..."

   In the darkness, the voice was full of crying, and then it became lighter and lighter.

"goodbye."

  In the end, it turned into a soft whisper.

   With this murmur,

   Zhou Yang felt that something in the darkness was slowly dissipating, and finally returned to nothingness.

   Silence.

   A long silence.

   After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Yang opened his eyes in a trance.

   He felt that he had a long dream, and at the same time, his mind was extremely sharp, as if a new born.

   This sleep, he slept very comfortably, it can even be said that this is the most comfortable sleep he has had since he came to this world.

He looked at his hand, and it felt very real. At the same time, his ears became more and more sensitive. I don't know if it was an illusion. He could even hear sounds far away, and his vision became very clear. , clouds and sunlight, leaves looming in the distance.

   He withdrew his gaze.

   Then, he found that the messy room was clean at this moment, and at the same time, there was a refreshing fragrance in the air...

   He sat up and saw a note beside the bed with beautiful handwriting.

   "Remember to have breakfast."

   (end of this chapter)

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