I make a thriller, it's God chasing and feeding

Chapter 374 [What about me]

early morning,

The genius is bright, but the sanitation workers on the streets get up early and clean up the garbage on every street, so that people who have to get up early to go to work and go to school can face a clean street.

"Clap clap clap."

The gentle footsteps were very brisk on this empty street.

As he got closer and closer to home, Lu Zhengyi's footsteps gradually became softer until they disappeared completely.

Walking into the courtyard, on the lawn, a big black snake was coiled in the corner. As if it had noticed something, its flexible snake body was raised high, like an upright pillar.

After seeing the person coming, his snake eyes were a little surprised at first.

But soon, he nodded slightly and lay back down again.

There is no way to distinguish between good and evil spirits because they are in a very special position.

For humans, big snakes may have been a dangerous existence before.

But now, after spending several years with Lu Zhengyi, he has gradually become a 'neutral' state.

At least, it no longer has to be carried in your hand every day and used as a walking stick.

Lu Zhengyi didn't pay much attention to him. He came to the door in a few steps and took out the key to open the door.

But soon, his hand stopped.

"boom."

A very subtle muffled sound sounded from inside the house.

A bit like the sound of a refrigerator closing.

But this point...

Lu Zhengyi glanced at the time on his watch. It was past four o'clock. Are you still awake at this time?

He frowned and entered the house without even changing his slippers. He walked straight down the aisle and looked towards the sound.

Sure enough, although the lights in the living room were turned off and it was pitch dark, the small light in the dining room was on.

Under the dim light, at a square table in the distance, a woman in pajamas was squatting on a chair.

She raised her feet and curled up into a ball.

In front of her, there was a laptop, tapping away in her hands.

On the table were some cooked food and a can of coffee.

Seeing this, Lu Zhengyi did not cover up the sound of footsteps, and the soles of his feet fell on the floor.

"Clang."

He walked back, opened the shoe cabinet, and put on slippers.

When he turned around, the woman who had just been looking at the keyboard in the dining room was already carefully lying on the wall at the end of the aisle, peering over here.

"Who?"

She asked coldly first.

"Clap."

With a slight sound, the narrow passage from the door to the living room was illuminated by lights.

"Why are you back? No..."

Zhang Xueming's cold face was stunned at first, and then she stood there at a loss.

It stands to reason that when they talked on the phone yesterday, my husband made it clear that it would take half a month before he would have the chance to take a leave and come back.

Then now...

"I guessed that someone was disobedient, so I secretly came back to take a look." Lu Zhengyi reluctantly put down his luggage and walked over helplessly, "I just didn't expect to be so disobedient. It's already past four o'clock, and I'm still working."

"Today, today is a special situation."

Zhang Xueming said with a pale face and a pair of dark circles under her eyes, "My parents went back last afternoon, and I had to take care of the child by myself in the evening. He was too noisy, and I didn't do anything. Tomorrow I'll have another child." If I have a meeting, I can only stay up late and read documents.”

"What document is so important?" Lu Zhengyi walked over, picked him up with a gentle hug, "Our vice president has to endure the physical pain to read it, can't we let the assistant and secretary work overtime? , carry it on your back?”

"A project activity, picked up by Teacher Chang."

Zhang Xueming put her hand on his shoulder and said, "It's a feature film, related to modern history. It's going to be on the National Day. I'll be on hand to communicate on site tomorrow. I definitely can't miss it."

National Day? Modern history?
Speaking of these two labels, Lu Zhengyi can probably understand what kind of movie it is.

"Okay, Teacher Chang, we are all getting movies now."

He carried the person to the living room and lay down on the sofa. Whether he was leaning against his back or holding the person in his hands, they were all soft and soft. "A movie of this type must have a gathering of big names and a large number of extras." It must be over a thousand.”

Making modern war movies is a real waste of money.

In terms of the number of people alone, a budget of at least tens of millions would be spent.

Even though many leading actors receive zero pay or even pay to appear in order to be on camera, the expenses in various aspects can be counted in the tens of millions.

In addition, the cost of props is even greater, including guns, gunpowder...

One scene can cost hundreds of thousands of dollars once it explodes.

This is indeed a project worthy of attention.

"In the past few years, Teacher Chang has accumulated experience with various theater troupes, which is still useful."

Zhang Xueming leaned lazily on his shoulder, closed her eyes and responded, "His acting skills are very good, but now he has... someone behind him."

"In those troupes, there is no such thing as sitting on the bench."

"We have already reached the threshold of being an artist."

The evaluation of the artists here is not the evaluation of outside netizens.

In the eyes of netizens, as long as an actor has a long enough acting career and is popular for a long enough time, he is considered an old artist and an experienced actor.

For example, many people starred in some TV series when they were young, and their acting skills were not very good, but because of the childhood filter, they were more unforgettable, and they gradually became praised as "old artists" and "actors". ' title.

But what they do doesn’t actually count.

At least in the entertainment industry, it doesn't count.

If we really follow this calculation, there are too many actors in the industry.

Although many people feel that they are sober and will not be affected by external marketing, the acting skills of those stars who debuted through singing and dancing on stage are not good. Those who are not famous and have stepped up from supporting roles since childhood are good actors, even if they have acting skills and have precipitation.

But in fact, the actual acting skills of many veteran drama stars in the hearts of netizens are no different from those of traffic.

They were not popular at first and could only play supporting roles. Finally, they played a role and excelled. They were evaluated and their acting skills were recognized. But in fact, they just changed teams and agencies, not their own abilities. promote.

For outsiders to like it, there are too many factors that affect the outcome.

But to be respected by insiders, strength is absolutely essential.

"But Lao Chang, I haven't heard about his work for a long time. We haven't worked together for several years. Obviously at the beginning, he was the closest to me among all the actors."

Speaking of old friends, Lu Zhengyi's face unconsciously showed a look of memories, "It's not just Lao Chang, there are many, many people who have gone far away unconsciously and have no contact with them."

Today is different from the past. Going forward, even if he doesn't cooperate, he will hear news from people like them from time to time.

Or work, joining a new crew, shooting some commercials, I hope he can support the new film,
Or greetings from various festivals and box office hits,
Or getting married, breaking up, or other things that happened privately.

There are all kinds of things. Basically, they have some unusual experiences between them. The people in the crew are very happy to share and talk about these with themselves, but since they decided to have children, things like this have gradually become less and less.

Whether it is Chang Zhengwei, Yu Li, Zhang Yuming, or some actors who have only worked together once, they are not so enthusiastic to contact me, probably because they are afraid of disturbing their private life.

But there is indeed a feeling of alienation.

"But in fact, this is the norm in the entertainment industry, isn't it? Even friends who are very familiar with each other can't see each other a few times throughout the year, and they gradually fade away."

Zhang Xueming's voice was a little low, "It's not just in the entertainment industry, it's like this in life. There is a saying that 'friends all go through stages.' Especially after getting married and having children, many of the original social circles suddenly disappeared. It faded."

"Before I got married, I still had some good friends. In addition to work, I would occasionally talk about life."

"But after getting married, when I meet them in private, I don't know what to talk about anymore. All that's left is work."

The opposite is also true. She was not married before, but her good friends in school got married and had children early in their twenties.

When they met again, they talked about work while they talked about family, children and other topics.

Under such circumstances, of course I gradually lost contact with these classmates.

Many people who originally did not plan to get married in their twenties, but began to change in their thirties and forties, probably have the same idea.

People around me gradually have their own families, and each is busy with work. Sometimes it is difficult to find someone to hang out with on holidays. Gradually, the loneliness affects some judgments.

But this is normal because of time.

Time will change many things.

Zhang Xueming's mood was a little low. Every time she realized the passage of time, she would have such an emotion. Of course, this low mood did not stay in Vice President Zhang's heart for long.

"Originally, they wanted to call Teacher Yu, but she seemed to have refused." Zhang Xueming continued, saying that Chang Zhengwei needed to settle in the troupe for such a long time before he could pass the threshold, but Yu Wenxiu did not need to.

Many actors can actually see her performance through the screen.

Sometimes, it doesn’t even count as acting.

"I haven't heard her talk about it."

Lu Zhengyi replied casually. He didn't want to talk about other people's affairs, "So, is this the reason why you have been working until now?"

"..."

Zhang Xueming didn't speak, and closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

She had no way to refute this statement.

Lu Zhengyi looked at her helplessly, but said nothing more.

As he said in the video call yesterday, he is actually not qualified to blame others for not cherishing his own body.

After all, her husband is still not around.

Lu Zhengyi silently held her in his arms, letting her lean against him in a more comfortable way.

The living room gradually became quiet, with only the subtle breathing of the two people.

Lu Zhengyi sat there, feeling the temperature of the person in his arms and listening to her heartbeat. Seeing each other after a while, neither of them was very excited, nor did they say much.

He hugged her calmly, feeling her presence calmly.

There is nothing grand, nothing unforgettable, but just at this moment, a husband on a business trip comes home and enjoys a moment of rest with his hard-working wife.

But only for a moment.

"Meow."

The sound of rustling footsteps and the meowing of cats broke the peaceful atmosphere of solitude.

Lu Zhengyi frowned slightly and turned his head to look. Ayong was running quickly downstairs.

After seeing him, the little black cat was stunned for a moment, then shouted again.

"I see."

Lu Zhengyi responded helplessly and glanced at his wife, who still had her eyes closed and seemed to be sleeping soundly in his arms.

He stretched out his hand and put it on her shoulder, but he hesitated.

But in the end, he gently shook his wife who had just fallen asleep.

"Wake up, I have to go up there."

Lu Zhengyi whispered in her ear, "I'll carry you upstairs to sleep, okay?"

"Well……"

After finally dozing off for a while, Zhang Xueming felt a little dazed, but still responded.

Lu Zhengyi gently picked her up and stood up again.

She is not heavy. She is about 160 pounds tall but does not even weigh 100 pounds.

I am much thinner than before I was pregnant.

As they got closer after marriage, she seemed to really like him, and would hang on him like a kitten from time to time, so Lu Zhengyi was very aware of her physical changes.

Originally, she had a good schedule, ate on time, and occasionally exercised, but her state was completely different from now.

Lu Zhengyi stood there holding her, his expression a little stiff.

But soon, he slowly hugged the person and walked upstairs.

"Ahhhh!"

As soon as A Yong led him upstairs, while still in the corridor, Lu Zhengyi heard very noisy shouting.

Brat, don't wake your mother up. He quickly stopped and put his cheek closer to Zhang Xueming.

But soon, Lu Zhengyi realized how ridiculous his action was.

How can I cover other people's ears with my own face?

With such a loud noise, it was naturally impossible for Zhang Xueming to fall asleep again.

She looked sleepily at the close face in front of her, her eyes full of confusion.

"what happened?"

As she asked, she stretched out her finger and tapped her husband's face lightly, somewhat confused as to what it meant.

"Boom!"

The next moment, she stepped forward and took a bite.

Lu Zhengyi felt warm and soft on his face. He raised his head in surprise and looked at her.

Then, he met the innocent eyes of his wife in his arms.

At this moment, Lu Zhengyi opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But when the words came to his lips, he didn't know whether he should say them out.

"...Sleep a little longer?"

After a long time, he asked softly.

"Ah."

Zhang Xueming nodded and lay down again.

"Meow!"

And inside the house, Ayong ran out again, looking at the young couple at the door in disbelief.

What are you doing!
The child is crying inside, what are you doing here?

Lu Zhengyi finally recovered and carried the person into the house.

On the bed, the chubby brat was barking and shaking his body from time to time.

Fortunately, Ayong was watching from the side, so this kid didn't roll to the edge of the bed and fall off the bed.

Although the ground is covered with soft anti-fall mats, if you really fall, you may just cry and yell a few words, but you will actually cry.

"It's time to be quiet, An'an."

Lu Zhengyi entered the room, first carried his wife to the bed, and then got closer to the brat.

Lu Yongan was startled when he was suddenly looked at by a big face.

After a while, he finally recognized who it was and chuckled.

"Dad, dad!"

he shouted, struggling to get up from the bed and stretching out his arms for him to hold.

The child didn't really cry.

Not every child will cry when they wake up and lose sight of their parents, at least not Lu Yongan.

He has been exposed to all kinds of people since he was a child, and is not afraid of strangers. Occasionally, when Zhang Xueming is busy, he will be sent to his grandparents' homes. His calling just now was more to arouse the attention of adults. Pay attention without actually crying.

"Eh!"

Lu Zhengyi just put down the big one, and now he picked up the small one.

But I held the child in my hands and watched him counting on his fingers, but he couldn't figure it out for a long time.

Although Lu Zhengyi had already told him that every day and night was counted on one finger, and counting on fifteen fingers was half a month.

But obviously, at his age, he is not yet able to understand the meaning of this sentence.

But Lu Yongan still knew that at this point, his father should not come back.

"Because mom missed dad, dad came back."

Guessing the question in his mind, Lu Zhengyi responded softly.

Lu Yongan raised his head, his dark eyes full of doubts, and his hands like little dumplings pointed at him with fingers.

'what about me? ’

He didn't speak, but the meaning was expressed.

(End of this chapter)