Zhou Ze swiped casually, turned the interface back to the video, played it in a loop, then reached out and put the phone in front of Lu Bin, "There is no answer to this, just copy it."
Lu Bin was shocked. He felt that he, an artist who was not very sensible and obedient, was now being led by people who were even more unconventional than him. He was running further and further off the track. He wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead and said with fear:
"you sure?"
The most intellectually correct approach is that by now, the situation has already reached the point where it cannot be broken or established. Even if it is not broken now, how can it be reversed and established?
He couldn't figure out how these two ancestors were going to stir up the pot of water in the entertainment industry before they were willing to stop.
"Let's go." Zhou Ze put away his phone, straightened his collar, pressed the button to open the automatic door, and finally put on his sunglasses.
He didn't approach Wang Yiyi in the past two days because after that day, he also began to doubt himself. Did he really do something wrong? He self-righteously threw things that he thought were good to her without asking her what she wanted.
Before she didn't want it, she had already assumed the painstaking efforts she had put in, and started to accuse her of why she didn't want it.
He suddenly thought of the year before his college entrance examination, that day Yang Bowen ran to Zhou's house and secretly dragged out Zhou Ze who was being kept at home by Zhou's mother to make up lessons.
"Why are you looking for me?" Zhou Ze, who is seventeen or eighteen years old, has passed the age where he can run around and have fun, and he has begun to take on the mission he has had since birth. Although he is dissatisfied with the current situation of following the steps and looking to the end at a glance,
But in the cage, he has always lived a stable and smooth life according to the template given by his family. He has no idea what kind of colorful world there is outside.
"Can you do me a favor? I signed up for an interview at the film school. I'm embarrassed to go alone, so why don't you come with me?" Yang Bowen was not asking for his help, but asking him directly.
"Film school? Are you crazy?" Zhou Ze shook off Yang Bowen's hand around his neck, turned around and wanted to go home, "It's better to go home and take more classes and score more points in the exam."
"I'm not crazy, I've filled out the registration form." Yang Bowen couldn't refuse, and was fully prepared. He took out two pieces of paper from his pocket, unfolded them carefully, and said, "If you don't believe me, read it for yourself."
"No, what can we perform, a cross talk for the judges?" Zhou Ze looked at the information on the paper, looked down at the still empty talent show column, and patted the registration form back on Yang Bowen's chest.
, "If someone recognizes me, I will be embarrassed and will be thrown into my grandma's house."
"I've already asked about it. There is no limit to the performance format. You can just go on stage and sing a song. It's not a big deal for you." Yang Bowen had already made up his mind and was determined to get Zhou Ze to join him.
His way back was blocked, "Besides, if you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who knows what we're going to do?"
"Besides, just look at our two faces. When we go out to meet people since childhood, no one will say, "Hey, this guy is so handsome!" Yang Bowen shouted, imitating those who praise them all the time when they meet.
Uncles, aunts, grandparents, laughed loudly, "Do you think I can learn it well?"
"Go on, go on, I'll just keep you for a day or two, then come back and continue reading and writing. Do you really want to be like our two brothers, with a string hanging from your head, stretching it for the rest of your life, getting up every day?
There are countless things waiting for you, who has resigned, the stock price has fallen again, and which peer has launched a new competitive product. If it stays like this for the rest of your life, it would be too boring."
"You can, but I can't." He presented the facts and reasoned. At the end of the sentence, Yang Bowen began to say miserably: "And my brother is different from your brother. One day the old man is gone, how can I live a good life?"
Find some stable craft to support yourself."
"Okay, okay, I'll go and I'll go, okay?" Facing such a life in the future, Zhou Ze also shivered, and couldn't help Yang Bowen crying, fussing, and hanging himself in front of him, "But as promised, I'm
I'm here to serve as a foil for you, don't tell my mother yet."
"It's agreed, let's go and hand in the form." Yang Bowen was afraid that he would go back to sleep and regret it the next day, so he struck while the iron was hot and hurriedly stuffed the form in at the time when the registration office closed that day.
It's a pity that in the end, God's will played a trick and Yang Bowen failed to pass the audition and did not even pass the audition. However, the person who served as a foil advanced all the way and was spotted by the judges. They repeatedly praised him for his extraordinary talent and that he was a good candidate who was born to eat this bowl of rice.
, the school presented him with an admission notice, and big names in the industry were vying for this "future star" and offered to give him all their money.
Mother Zhou can rely on anything, but she cannot compromise on this matter. She has spent a lot of effort and effort to cultivate her son for nearly twenty years. Compared with the talented artists that the teacher talks about, they are all illusory.
She also hopes that he can continue to develop the huge assets accumulated by his father's generation on a completely different platform and have a worry-free life.
These are two completely different paths.
The whole family took turns to fight, both with earnest words and with coercion and inducement.
Zhou Ze, however, rebelled like a man possessed and fought against his family. When he applied for the college entrance examination, he filled in the film school with high scores without hesitation.
He even threatened that he would not use any of the Zhou family's needlework, nor would he use the surname "Zhou" to show off outside.
In the final result, it doesn't take much to think about it to know that the mother will never be able to defeat her son.
The moment he opened the car door, amidst the flashing spotlights of the media and the noisy sounds of the outside world, Zhou Ze buried his head and curled his lips with a smile. Over the years, he also asked himself why?
Why did you give up your originally open and bright life and choose to live here on thin ice and fearfully?
Is it because of a joke from back then, or because of brotherly loyalty, or because I want to have absolute control over my own life.
He also had a youthful period when he acted recklessly and rebelliously, and he also had a passion and lofty ambitions when he was young. Of course, he also had his ideal paradise buried deep in his heart. If he wanted to come to this world, he should always stay there.
Make your own mark.
But with the passage of time and the ravages of reality, the edges and corners have gradually been smoothed away.
It's just that Wang Yiyi's rebellious period seems to have come a little late, and she is like a child who will never grow up. She lives innocently and stubbornly in her own time zone, closes the windows, and lets the storm surge outside.
He also regards Vanity Fair, which many people yearn for and are obsessed with, as an ordinary job or career, and turns around and leaves without looking back.
At that time, they were attracted to each other and came together because of their similar outlook on life, values, and world view.
Zhou Ze also often asks himself when he dreams back at midnight, is this really what he has always wanted to pursue?
While he was tossing and turning, he saw Wang Yiyi lying beside him, and suddenly felt relieved, because he could vaguely see himself in the other half of his life.