I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood

    An Yinong had a dream one night.

    In the dream, he went back to the past and drank the water handed over by a trusted friend, at the cost of permanent loss of hearing in one ear and almost no sound in one ear.

    At a certain moment, blood seemed to surround him, like amniotic fluid surrounding the fetus, and there was a special sense of security.

    An Yinong woke up, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

    "Have a nightmare?" The system is used to it. When the host first came, he had nightmares almost every day. It's only been better recently, and the photo from yesterday was irritating again.

    An Yinong's eyes straightened: "Yeah, a nightmare."

    "Bang bang." There was a knock on the door, it was Tao Ran who came to find An Yinong for breakfast.

    Inviting others to dinner again and again, this is already a courageous move for a shy person, plus he needs something else to dispel the residue of the nightmare, An Yinong will not refuse again.

    But the two of them don't have assistants, and they can't learn from others to let assistants bring meals, so they have to go down to eat by themselves, where to eat?

    "There is a restaurant on the top floor, there shouldn't be many people at this order, why don't we go there?"

    Tao Ran thinks about it and thinks it can be done.

    Unexpectedly, the other two guests came out of the same room just after the two of them went out. The four guests raised their heads and faced each other with plastic flower-like smiles on their faces: "What a coincidence, do you want to have breakfast?"

    "Yeah, you too?"

    All four are laughing, but no one speaks, and silence surrounds them.

    "Senior Tao Ran, long time no see. Speaking of which, the last time I saw Senior Tao Ran was at the casting scene. I'm really sorry that Senior Tao Ran was not selected, otherwise we would have a crew." The gray-haired entertainer Smile 'hello'.

    "I heard that the senior is sick? You have to take good care of your body."

    Tao Ran tightened his fingers and forced a smile.

    "Let's go, aren't you going to have breakfast?" An Yinong stopped, he seemed to be asking Tao Ran, but he was actually chasing guests.

    "Have breakfast? Wait, are you going out to eat?" Another curly-haired artist looked surprised, as if watching two monkeys in the zoo escape over the wall, "Are you sure?"

    "Because they didn't bring an assistant." The gray-haired artist explained 'kindly'.

    "Even if the senior is not doing well recently, the company can't be like this. After all, how can he not even be an assistant? Although the senior should not be surrounded by fans..."

    At this moment, the gray-haired artist pretended to pat himself: "I'm a straight-hearted person, I'm sorry. Hey, it's a pity, my assistant has already bought something and sent it here, otherwise I can still Plus two seniors."

    An Yinong had already walked several steps, and now he couldn't help turning his head: "Strange, you have so many plays, why are your acting skills so poor?"

    Grey-haired artist: “…”

    "It doesn't matter, I'm a junior just starting out. It's Senior Ke Yinong, is your voice... okay?"

    "Very good." An Yinong smirked, "You really don't have to worry about returning to peace after becoming popular, it won't be popular anyway."

    "You!"

    The two groups broke up immediately.

    I was so nauseous early in the morning that I almost lost my appetite.

    An Yinong walked forward with a blank face, Tao Ran walked on the other side with a smile on his lips. Without any hesitation, he chose to offend his peers to defend him. Is this a friend?

    They went to the restaurant on the top floor and found a seat by the window, and the waiter brought the tableware.

    Other diners in the restaurant looked at it curiously, and even took out their mobile phones to take pictures. They didn't expect to meet an artist after having breakfast. They all felt novel and interesting.

    An Yinong and Tao Ran were sitting in the hall, scanning the code to order food with everyone's curious eyes, without the slightest awareness of public figures.

    "Do you want sweet and salty soy milk?"

    "Sweet. Do you want to burn mai? Buy two get one free. There are also discounted items today."

     "…" The crowd listening.

    Not only did they not have the self-awareness of public figures, they also chose the best discount package very down-to-earth. The breakfast did not even exceed 30 yuan, and the last AA was more than 10 yuan per person.

    This restaurant costs three yuan for an omelette, a dozen yuan is really frugal.

    They misunderstood, these two did not mean to be thrifty, the program group gave them a standard working meal of 200 yuan per meal, which was reimbursed and could not be saved in their own pockets.

    The main thing is that both of them have a light taste and have little appetite, so eating these is enough.

    The waiter at the back came to collect the plate and found that there was nothing left on it, even the soy milk was finished.

    The breakfast video of An Yinong and Tao Ran was quickly posted on the Internet.

    "Operation Disc."

    "It's too real, isn't it?"

    Of course, there are also people who doubt that it is a show. After all, it is normal for an artist to be extravagant.

     "They are both calm. When the two of them chatted yesterday and said that the cabbage has risen by 20 cents recently, I knew that their painting style was very strange."

    "Oh my god, finally an artist can do what ordinary people can do: 'Eat as much as you want, buy as much as you want, and act on discs'. It doesn't matter if it's a show or not, it's a good thing. It's not easy anymore."

    "So they are the sweet party? My sweet party army has added a good general!"

    "No no no, sweet soy milk is the devil, I must tell them about my family's secret salty soy milk!"

     "Bah! The enemy army upstairs wants to disturb my sweet party army, drag it out and feed it with extra strong milk chocolate!"

    Ignoring the salty-sweet debate, the comments below this video are harmonious.

    This era is the era when traffic is king. Little stars have all kinds of glamorous characters. How can such a 'civilian' side be exposed to the public eye?

    On the one hand, it is the star status with its own halo, on the other hand, it is the daily and familiar details of life. This contrast is very attractive.

    "Their daily magic powers, there is nothing explosive, but they can attract you to watch without knowing it. It's a pity, the live broadcast will start in the afternoon, and they can't be filmed at this time." Chief director I feel like I'm missing a million.

     "By the way, all the supporting cast members are here, right? Can you turn curious passers-by into fans of the show? Just watch this episode."

    "Relax director."

    The show "My Way, My Show" publicly dissed that their show is a small broken net comprehensive, the popularity of the show group is not angry?

    Breath! Of course anger, but anger is useless, only strength can win back one's face, all other protests and pleadings are useless.

    "I am very confident now." The chief director looked at the feedback, "The traffic era has entered a saturated state, and everyone has begun to be picky and tired of such cheap industrial assembly line artists. In the future, it must be King's time."

    The stars who appear in public places are the animals that escaped from the zoo. When I heard that there were celebrities coming to the hotel, the hotel residents were curious to inquire, and a very small number of fans came and wanted to meet.

    Looking at the fans and passersby who were blocked outside the door, the two artists upstairs were still worrying about how they were so popular, but An Yinong and Tao Ran, who were wearing masks and bags, had already walked out of the lobby.

    "I heard that the four guests of "I'm Really a Star" are here. I like Tao Ran so much. Did you see it on the live broadcast yesterday?

    "I like Ke Yinong better. My arms are like that. I still comfort others first, and I'm worried about affecting the show. It's cold outside and hot inside."

    They blocked the gate, many of them came for An Yinong and the two, probably the residual effect of yesterday's live broadcast.

    These people crowded the door and looked in, but they didn't know that the person they were looking for had passed them by with a calm expression and got into the online car.

    "Let the show team pick it up? Don't you need to be so excited? Let's just take a taxi." An Yinong suggested after breakfast, and was eager to try.

    "Okay." Tao Ran was taken away. After many years, he once again felt the joy of a good child being taken away from school by a bad child. He forgot the nightmares he couldn't shake off and followed him briskly.

    The driver doesn't care who the passenger is. He is staring at the road conditions. There are many yellow lines, so there is a traffic jam ahead.

    "It's rush hour at the moment, so it's a little congested." He reminded the two passengers in the back row to prepare them psychologically.

    "Master, don't worry, we are not in a hurry, you drive slowly." The passenger's voice was a little hoarse.

    The driver stepped on the accelerator: "Okay."

    "Oh, it was filmed." An Yinong showed Tao Ran the latest news, "It's too exaggerated, I almost thought I had done something very powerful."

    Artists have done what ordinary people can do, yet they are praised. This world is really magical.

    Tao Ran also saw it: "Sometimes it feels very scary, as if the two sides are torn apart. By the way, your arm is better, I think Brother Guo was scared out of cold sweat yesterday."

     Brother Guo that Tao Ran said was the person in charge of the program team. Yesterday, the person in charge was really scared out of cold sweat. If he was going to encounter a spoiled one, he would be taken to the hospital by ambulance in minutes.

    "It's just looking horrible, and it'll be fine in two days."

    The morning rush hour in this city is like frozen cream. Without moving for a long time, the two of them just watched the vehicles outside the window to pass the time. Occasionally encountering a cool or sand sculpture painted is a surprise .

    Tao Ran looked at the time, turned around and said, "I don't know what the schedule will be."

    An Yinong smiled: "It's not a surprise or a shock."

    Tao Ran turned his watch with one hand, three slender scars looming under the watch: "In the previous two episodes, guests were asked to come on stage to show..."

    An Yinong's eyes turned back from the window: "Worry about me?"

    But Tao Ran just smiled and shook his head: "Has Yi Nong considered changing careers?"

    "Why do you ask?"

    "Just curious, if for some reason you had to give up the job you most wanted to do, what would you do?"

    “…most people in the world cannot do the jobs they most want.”

    "Yes, there are always a lot of unsatisfactory things in the world." Tao Ran sighed, "So what will Yinonghui choose?"

    An Yinong knew that Tao Ran seemed to be asking him, but he was actually asking himself.

    The plot did not elaborate on what illness he had, but from the fact that he quit the showbiz and even committed suicide, his illness must be very serious and it has affected his career.

    "My dream is to become a singer and hold a concert." An Yinong looked out the window, "If it really doesn't work, you can also learn to paint, take pictures, and find all kinds of beautiful things in the world. ."

    He turned to look at Tao Ran: "Sounds good, doesn't it?"

    The author has something to say:

    Netizens: These two artists are so simple and positive~

    Passers-by: What did they do?

    Netizens: They do what most ordinary people in the world can do.

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