Chapter 5 of 12
5 - Lamb Calling
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[If you want to make your life different in this life, don’t you have to do something that you wouldn’t do in your previous life? 】
A messy house.
The fat man hunched over the white man.
Liu Xiaoyun, with his legs wide open, let the ugly man with a big belly in and out of his body. He looked at the gray ceiling with his chin raised.
Three or four times like this again, and the rent of this month would be paid. He could only eat instant noodles for two weeks. Yesterday, he even fainted in a guest’s bed, but it was also good luck. The guest thought he was too good, and gave him 20 yuan more proudly.
After he was done, he would eat a bowl of beef noodles.
His mind was wandering as his body was broken into all kinds of humiliating and obscene postures, unless it was really painful, the teenager didn’t make much noise when holding the position.
The guest was not satisfied, so he hit him.
“Why are you biting your mouth? Since you came out to sell, give this daddy a few words!”
Liu Xiaoyun’s whole head was knocked into the pillow. Caught off guard, he bit his tongue and his mouth was filled with blood.
The young man clenched his fist as he prepared to make some humble sounds, but before he spoke, there were already screams.
Liu Xiaoyun looked up with horror, only to see that the man who was still ferocious galloping on him was pulled back by a big hand holding his hair. His guest’s face was pale with panic, and behind him was a smiling face.
The person’s face was handsome and rough, like some kind of primitive sharp weapon, a scar on the left cheek, the man’s aura was filled with killing intent.
“You owe us money but still have the energy to ravage someone. You’re so bold, you fat pig.”
The man’s voice was low. He took out a knife with a sneer, grabbed the sheath with his teeth, and cut the blade along the radian of the fat man’s mouth. He saw the man’s whole face split half horizontally.
The man’s movements were so smooth that his expression seemed relaxed as if he were chopping a cabbage instead of splitting a person’s face. Then he grabbed the man’s hair and dragged his naked and fat body out of bed. Because of the violent action, Liu Xiaoyun even saw the bleeding fat man’s chin creak out of his upper jaw and blood sprayed on his face.
Blood-covered, Liu Xiaoyun was horrified and lost the ability to scream.
No one cared about him. Several people who followed Scar into the house quickly started to search. Finally, they collected several stacks of cash and three or four bank cards.
The cruel scarred man said with a straight face, “Let him write down all the bank passwords before he passes out, and chop off one toe every five seconds.”
A few men immediately nodded and squatted in front of the fat man hissing on the floor, Liu Xiaoyun, still naked sitting on the bed, couldn’t see what those people were doing to his guest.
Too cruel, too bloody, Liu Xiaoyun had lost any possibility of joy over his guest’s misfortune, he didn’t doubt that he would be killed later.
At the very moment when he was thinking like this, the man with the long scar on his cheek blankly glanced at him.
The sweat in Liu Xiaoyun’s hand was cold at this moment.
He looked at the man with a pale face as he carefully looked at his face. He even lifted his bangs and looked at them, as if he was appreciating a commodity. The man’s rough fingers rubbed against his forehead.
Liu Xiaoyun held his breath and dared not breathe.
“How much did you sell him for one night?”
“5 … 50.” Liu Xiaoyun hoarsely replied.
“50?” Scar opened his mouth in surprise. “You think you are a rotten cabbage. Even if you come out to be a prostitute, I have never seen anyone so cheap.”
Liu Xiaoyun could not help laughing, just because of himself … Just a cheap-good worth only 50.
He would be killed.
It seemed that living like this … was really of no value.
The scarred man stopped looking at him, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, put a cigarette in his mouth, and immediately someone lit a lighter for him.
“Follow me. If you work for me, I can sell you at least 5,000, even 50,000, a night. How about that?”
The young boy opened his eyes in astonishment. He sat on a bed covered with body-fluids and blood and looked incredulously at the lazily smoking man.
*What did he say …? At least 5000? Divided into? Could he get 1,500 at a time? He had never owned more than 1,000 yuan in his life. He would give the money to the blood sucking worms in the nursing home .With money, they would certainly be better to his grandma….
Just imagining it, Liu Xiaoyun’s face flushed with excitement.
The scarred man looked at the excited boy and disdainfully sneered, leaving his last words to him.
“Remember my name, it’s Chen Tan. As for your name, I am not interested now, but you have to think of some way to let me remember it, or you may die on the dirty floor like this fool. “
Liu Xiaoyun watched as Chen Tan left, he threw the cigarette butt to the ground randomly and left the shabby rental house dripping with blood coldly.
Chen Tan, who walked out of the rented house, obviously frowned after receiving the phone call. His eyes, which were always calm, were obviously surprised.
“As expected, I don’t understand what the flowers of our country are thinking. They are either prostitutes or small white faces. None of them are doing anything serious …”
Chen Tan muttered, immediately answering the phone call, because of caution and nervousness, he went down one floor specially, so that there would be no noise from his staff.
He cleared his throat before daring to speak.
“Hey, boss, it’s me, Chen Tan. We have news of young master Su An.”
“… Speak.”
The other only responded with a word.
“The boy – no, young master Suan left and rented a small apartment in Dongyang, a suburb. The public security environment is good.” On the other side of the phone came the voice of Chen’s over-calculated respect.
“So?” Su Xitang coldly asked.
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The other end of the phone obviously choked and immediately started laughing, “This is certainly not the point. The point is that young master Su An sent a resume to Mars mythology half a week ago.”
The hand that was pouring Burgundy wine into the glass paused. “Which subsidiary of Mars mythology?”
“Mars mythology … Entertainment.” Chen Tan strangely replied.
After putting the cork on the red wine bottle and putting it back in the wine cabinet, Su Xitang sat back on the sofa with his goblet in his hand. “So you mean my changed son is going to become a star in the entertainment circle? “
“Well, not surprisingly … it should be, and according to the information I just got, Mars mythology has informed him that he has passed the preliminary screening and asked him to go for an interview tomorrow.”
The red wine in front of him was deep in color and lightly flavored. It was rich in fragrance and refreshing. If it was seen by the critics, it would be as crazy as a violinist meeting the most magnificent and colorful chapter.
However, in Su Xitang’s eyes, all wines, regardless of their varieties, regardless of their rank, had only one function, that was, to keep him warm.
“Since my son finally has some pursuits in life, I am definitely not going to stop him as a father. You should continue to pay attention to his situation,” pausing, Su Xitang continued, “but if it is not a big deal, don’t inform me. “
Chen Tan immediately responded, but he naturally knew that everything in the world, except life and death, was a trivial matter?
After hanging up the phone, Su Xitang silently looked at the red wine in the glass.
In his mind, he suddenly saw the young man staring at him at dusk. He was really like a cub that had not yet had time to grow its paws. Like all cubs, he was useless and weak. However, he had potential and a future.
Su Xitang did not comment on the memory that suddenly emerged, but drank the mellow wine in one gulp.
However, no matter how rich and mellow the wine was, it couldn’t add even half of color to this pale man.
Going, going.
Su An looked down at his white hands soaked in the water under the faucet, stunned.
He had always had that little habit, which was considered eccentric. Whenever he was nervous, he liked to wash his hands, wash his hands for a long time, watch the water slide across his skin, feeling how cool and refreshing it was, and he would calm down inexplicably.
It was not easy to enter the entertainment circle in his previous life. Although he had changed in this life, he wasn’t sure if he could make his thorny road go smoothly. Su An didn’t know. So he was nervous.
Su An took a deep breath, turned off the tap, wiped his hands clean with a paper towel, and turned to leave the restroom.
But there was a cry in the compartment behind him. It was soft and waxy, as soft as a little sheep.
“That … is there anyone else outside?”
Su An lifted his eyebrows and answered, “May I help you?” Immediately added, “Is there no toilet paper in your compartment?”
The man in the compartment paused for a moment before he replied in an obviously shy tone: “… yes, can you help me with some paper, please.”
As expected.
Su An went directly to the next door, drew some paper and lowered himself to pass it through the gap in the partition.
Immediately there was a soft and tender hand taking the paper towel.
“Thank you …” The person in the compartment had to say thank you again.
It was already a human comedy, Su An thought wearily. After saying nothing, he went straight out of the bathroom.
After waiting for another half hour, many candidates had already started playing with their mobile phones.
Su An sat quietly in his seat and watched everyone.
April 20 th was the day for Mars mythology Entertainment to recruit new people in spring, because Mars mythology occupied half of the position in the entertainment circle, there were more than 100 people lined up outside the interview hall. What really amazed him was that the people who came to the interview were all handsome men and beautiful women. All of them had good looks and even had different temperaments compared to ordinary people. There were even a number of boys. Su An considered himself to be inferior to others.
However, Su An believed that as long as they saw the pale and ghostly man named Su Xitang, everyone would be like him, and he didn’t feel that these young people with good appearance were all eye-catching. To put it bluntly, It was the difference between cloud and mud.
Memories in his mind told him that 20-year-old Su Xitang took in the 6-year-old orphan, and his 26-year-old soul was housed in this 19-year-old body. So Su Xitang was actually 33 years old this year. However, Su Xitang, whom Su An saw when he was reborn, was like a vampire with a cold body and kept his youthful appearance.
Su An suddenly frowned and was not very happy that he suddenly remembered his nominal adoptive father.
Anyway, he wouldn’t see him again in the future. That person must not have been happy that his adopted son loved him. So now, everyone was happy.
Su An breathed a sigh of relief.
The door of the interview hall was suddenly opened.
The interviewees waiting outside all raised their heads. They saw a slim figure coming out, probably because the boy was too white and tender and looked like a cowering sheep. The sheep-like teenager looked at the strangers in a straight line outside the door and waited for a while before plucking up courage to speak.
“That … the interviewer asked me to find a candidate to cooperate with. Does … anyone want to help me?”
No response.
What a joke, everyone who came to the interview had prepared their own unique skills. How could they allow themselves to appear in front of the interviewer as a foil and perhaps even show off topics they were not familiar with? They came to be stars, not a bodhisattva saving all living beings.
Su An raised his head slightly and looked at the boy in front of the door who began to despair from nervousness.
He recognized the boy’s voice, the boy who had asked him to pass toilet paper in the restroom before.
Su An looked at the boy who looked like a kind of gentle and lovely creature, and suddenly a faint electric current flashed through his heart.
If he wanted to make his life different in this life, didn’t he have to do something that he couldn’t do in the previous life?
Han Jiabi finally gave up after waiting for half a minute but still no one answered.
Go back and tell that strange person that you didn’t find anyone to help, and then get a “thank you for coming to the interview, we will call you about the result of the interview”, and he would be rejected.
His previous interview was so successful that several interviewers were so satisfied with his singing, but an uncle rushed out halfway to make such a difficult request.
Han Jiabi pursed his lips, loosened his grip on the doorknob and prepared to return to the interview room with his head down.
“-I’ll go with you.” A male voice suddenly spoke.
That was the person who helped him with the paper in the restroom before-
Han Jiabi opened his eyes wide and watched a young boy stand up in the corner and walked towards him.
“What is the topic of cooperation?”
At the moment when Han Jiabi was still unable to reply, the boy in front of him had already asked.
“No, they didn’t say …” Han Jiabi forced himself to speak.
The boy frowned and suddenly calmed down. “Then let’s go in.”
Bjork sat on the interviewer’s desk, idly playing his legs. Looking at the boy at the door who had been quiet for a long time, Bjork finally began to get agitated. But considering the voice of the young man, Bjork swallowed it down and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and was ready to take one out.
“Deputy director, smoking is not allowed during the interview, or you …” The interviewer who was blocked by Bjork behind his desk was not angry at all, even if the man with his back to him could not see it at all, he also opened his mouth carefully with an extremely flattering smile.
Bjork looked down at the cigarette at the tip of his finger, with a violent gleam in his eyes. Then he threw the cigarette on the table. An interviewer immediately put the cigarette into the drawer like a little assistant.
Then, the boy at the door finally turned and walked back, followed by a young boy, walking in a natural and graceful manner, he didn’t forget to close the door.
Mars mythology Entertainment Group’s Deputy Director was sitting on his desk without any image, stretching his legs and looking inexplicably at the two young boys walking towards him.
Han Jiabi he had just seen, the newborn lamb generally had a soft appearance, but his voice was very different from his weak appearance.
The young man walking behind Han Jiabi, whose long figure, fair skin, smoky hair color and delicate facial features was a top-notch beautiful man. It was not so amazing to Bjork who had seen countless entertainers. It was just that his lips were thin and pink, his eyes were hazy, and the rounded eye shape suddenly turned up at the corner of the eye, which seemed extremely lazy and even charming. It was like a cat, and the teenager looked at him after squinting, like a young leopard.
Bjork looked down at the two men in front of him, and said coldly: “… What’s your name?”
Su An slightly raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man sitting in front of him with a bad posture and moustache.
He didn’t know Su An, but Su An knew him. When he was called Su An before his rebirth, he was a down and out third-rate actor.
This person’s other deeds may not have been well known, but he was made the director of the artist management department of Mars mythology Entertainment just because he brought out an artist, because that artist was regarded as the emperor, the movie emperor was the king of music, and there had never been an emperor in the entertainment circle at the height of his power.
The man, Zhang Luibai, had become an undisputed idol in the entertainment circle since he was only 26 years old.
However, after Zhang Luibai was promoted to the top, the mysterious man from Hong Kong, whose English name was Bjork, dismissed his position as Zhang Luibai’s agent, at the same time relinquished his position as director, and went to the United States as deputy director to study at the headquarters.
Now he had returned to China and was at the interview site for recruiting new people into Mars mythology.
The opportunity had come. That was Su An’s first reaction to Bjork. Indeed, would it bring luck to do something he did not dare to do before?
“Good afternoon, interviewers. My name is Su An, a native of A City, and I am 19 years old.”
An assistant immediately turned to Su An’s resume and handed it to the middle-aged man sitting on his desk.
Bjork bowed his head and took a casual glance, looking at the calm cat-eyed boy: “… His specialty is acting?”
“Yes.” The young man replied concisely and neatly.
Casually throwing his resume on the table, Bjork lazily spoke.
“Then you can sing a song with him.”
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