Chapter 1223: Self-disclose

"Nuna, your house is really messy. That's how you call me instead of going out to dinner. Is it a bit too big?"
Standing at the hallway, looking at the messy room, Luo Junning's face was depressed.
His original intention was to ask Song Zhixiao out to get together and ask if he was in trouble. If allowed, he didn't mind helping Song Zhixiao, even if it was after the release of "Frost Flower Shop", there was a kind of expired Feeling, but for Luo Junning who only knew about it, this was the best situation he could do.
But Song Zhixiao directly sent her home address to Luo Junning, and there was no news.
Luo Junning rushed over according to the address, only to see the messy living room, and a few empty wine bottles were thrown on the floor. Although Song Zhixiao dressed up a little, the obvious dark circles and wilting spirit remained. Unable to hide, this made Luo Junning even more surprised.
In his impression, Song Zhixiao still stayed in the image he had when he appeared in "Gong", cautious and persistently working hard, but is the decadent young woman in front of him really the Song Jixiao in his memory?
"Sorry, I have been busy running the promotion of the movie recently, and I don't have time to clean up the room." Song Zhixiao grinned reluctantly.
Luo Junning twitched her mouth, and didn't tease the woman anymore. She also put down her identity as a guest and helped Song Zhixiao tidy up the living room. Although it was still messy, it could at least be used to entertain guests.
"I just ordered the takeaway. I guess it will be here in a while. Let's eat at my house. Don't go outside." Song Zhixiao sat on the sofa, with a clear taste of escape, as if he was afraid to go outside, "I am now in the trend. ', if you go out with me and be photographed by reporters, it is estimated that you will be famous too, and not a good reputation."
Luo Junning frowned and said with a smile: "Nun, you are happy."
"Ok."
Song Zhixiao really didn’t have a perfunctory awareness of Luo Junning. The takeaways she ordered were quite plentiful, and most of them were Chinese dishes. I also remember Luo Junning’s identity very clearly as a Chinese. It’s just that the extra cans of beer let Luo Junning frowned more tightly.
"Recently, I have been sleeping uncomfortably, but I have to cheer up when I need to run publicity. I can't take sleeping pills in my current state? Otherwise, reporters outside may say that I can't stand the current'trend'. I chose to commit suicide to escape, so I can only drink some alcohol. If you don't mind, let's drink some together." Song Zhixiao laughed at himself.
Luo Junning pressed the beer in Song Zhixiao's hand and said helplessly: "This is bad for your health. If you have any grievances, you can tell me."
"I'm wronged? What can I have wronged, don't you think that someone forced me to act in this play? Don't be funny, as I said in an interview, I just want to try an'art film' The way of life, just like your country’s lust, there are not so many messy things.
Song Zhixiao said with a smile, but his smile was quite ugly.
"Frost Flower Shop" can be used to top the storm caused by the clay puppet "Very Anchor", and it seems to have succeeded, because it really has enough points of contention.
Not only is the in-depth depiction and discussion of the ethical homosexual plot in the play, but also the large-scale and dew-point performance of Song Ji-hyo, who has always been a pure actress in the play, is also quite conservative. The country has set off endless storms, and it has even risen to the point of personal attack. Whether it is the "Frost Flower Shop" crew or Song Zhixiao himself, "Lust Caution" and art are the official arguments for this.
"If what you said is true, then you won't be able to use alcohol to relieve your sorrow." Luo Junning said slowly, but did not let go.
Song Zhixiao’s laughter slowly diminished, and finally disappeared. He just stared at Luo Junning earnestly. For a long time, he finally spoke and said in a reminiscence tone: "You know, I didn’t think about being an artist at the beginning. I was accidentally discovered by the agent when I accepted the request of my senior to work as a temporary worker in a coffee shop."
"At the time, I thought very well, I could enter the entertainment industry and become a popular idol. The agent who fancyed me at that time also described the entertainment industry to me. It made me see too much beauty in the entertainment industry in advance, but I entered Only after this circle discovered that maybe his description is not wrong, there are too many beautiful things here, but it does not belong to me."
"Nine years ago, I made commercials and pictorials in the advertising industry. Eight years ago, I made my debut on the cover of a magazine. Six years ago, I started acting in my first movie, a horror movie; five years ago, I acted An action movie. I met you later and played in the "Gong", which is already a small celebrity, but what about? Three years ago, my role in "Zhu Meng" earned me the 43rd hundredth I want to be nominated for the Best New Actress in the TV Department of the Art Awards, and two years ago, I was nominated as the most popular actress in the film department of the 44th Baeksang Art Actress in "Color is Empty 2". What then?"
"The best time for a woman is really short. I entered this circle when I was an adult at the age of 20. I am now 29 years old and still achieve nothing."
"So, do you understand?"
Song Zhixiao looked at Luo Junning with a smile.
Luo Junning was silent, for a long time, and smiled helplessly: "Sorry, I think too much."
"It’s okay. Actually, it’s okay. I’ve always seen people wearing a mask. Now it’s rare for me to have another person who can treat me with a real face. It’s my luck. But you have also seen that the real me is not Gentle, not cute, even like to drink, like to mess up his own home to vent his emotions, and even rude, so you should hate me now, right? "Song Ji Hyo seems a little...happy?
Luo Junning shook his head and said: "Real people will never be annoying."
"Although it is a dislike to please people, but it sounds pretty good." Song Zhixiao was taken aback for a moment, and turned his head.
After eating this unhappy dinner, Luo Junning left Song Zhixiao's home, and the smile on his face disappeared the moment he went out.
Song Zhixiao’s home is not a luxurious villa area, but an ordinary residential building. Luo Junning thought about things and went downstairs. He also met some residents who went upstairs and downstairs. There was no surprise until he walked downstairs. Only when he was hit by a fat uncle, he was fine. On the contrary, the fat uncle who walked with wind staggered a few steps and said angrily: "Hey! Where's the stinky boy, don't you look at the way?"