The whole entertainment circle thinks I'm confused

"Being born as a woman is the greatest original sin. I don't know if this sentence is correct or not, but..."

Zhuang Ling was a little dumb when he said this.

Xia Yu lowered her eyes: "But—there's really a lot of malice towards women in this world, men against women, women against women?"

Zhuang Ling nodded and continued:

"The little girl communicated with her mother very early, but the mother chose not to believe it, and even quarreled and resisted in front of the two of them many times, but it was all useless."

"Once her mother told her that if she was divorced because of her, then she would kill her and not let her live—every time, she strangled her neck and let her go until she was about to suffocate."

"Every time my mother goes on a business trip, it's her nightmare. She chose our high school because she can live in the school—"

"He is a pervert, but his IQ is very high. There will be no things that will make her catch him or even go too far. Even if he calls the police, he will not be able to find evidence."

After experiencing so many scripted worlds, watching so many real-life events, and going to prison for a long time, Xia Yu almost guessed what Zhuang Ling said.

"That night, when we hugged each other and cried, I realized, what's the matter with me?
I said, I will help her!
Not talking about it, I contacted my acquaintances on the same day to ask for a solution.

I didn't tell my acquaintances who it was, because this incident was too shocking.

But I didn't expect that that night turned out to be the night that prompted her to make a decision! "

"How much endurance does a little girl have to put in to kill a man? I don't know if it was sudden or planned for a long time. In the end, she committed suicide by taking poison..."

"Some people say that if you are not afraid of death, why are you afraid of living? Don't solve the problem? You are right, there is something wrong - you are not afraid of death, so it proves, or for her, that something is more important than death." How cruel is it?"

"I don't really remember what she looks like. I just remember that her mother is crazy... I just feel sorry for her grandma. I have been helping her grandma, but a few years ago, her grandma also passed away."

"After that, I may have experienced something. I faced death once and witnessed the death of people around me. Instead, I looked away. I no longer ask the world for approval, and I no longer want others to think that I am worthy—— — but from the self!"

"I still choose to take the college entrance examination, but before the college entrance examination, I have been successfully admitted by UCLA-TFT. Once I graduated, I stayed away from the old man Zhuang. After more than [-] years in the beautiful country, I finally got rid of the troubles of my original family and found self."

"Although I was squeezed out and isolated when I first came to the beautiful country, but this is all from the outside world. I can bear it and fight back!"

And the battlefield of the family, the battlefield of parents and children, this silent protest is suffocating from the bottom of my heart...

Just like what Zhuang Ling said to Xia Yu:

"Your teacher is a good director, good leader, good teacher, industry model, and even barely a good husband, but definitely not a good father!"

This is the first time that Xia Yu has known Zhuang Ling for so many years, and she confides her heart and experiences.

Zhuang Ling didn't talk about that girl, didn't talk about the follow-up, and talked about her later self.

Xia Yu didn't ask, she was so curious that there was a bottom line.

The conversation returned to Carlos Zivkovic.

She said, "What he's going through now is really just the ordeal on the road to growth, is he malicious? The greatest malice is not that he was quarreling with his peers, and his childhood experience was a nightmare. As time goes by, forgetting will wake up together with the nightmare. "

Why did you tell Xia Yu this?
Probably because Xia Yu had the same or a similar experience - able to truly resonate.

As an experiential actor, you can empathize with yourself, not just a listener.

Of course, there is also Zhuang Ling's accumulated trust in Xia Yu over the past few years, Zhuang Ling's own letting go of the past experience.

Some things can be hidden, but some things can be told.

What's wrong with having one more person who can share the mental pressure for yourself.

This is a good thing.

Fortunately, after 20 years, I got back on track and heard an apology.

Zhuang Ling smiled and said, "Will you have a good meal tonight?"

"Too sweet, too salty, too greasy... I can't eat it, you have to choose it, or you will be complained about the treat!"

"Must, I have lived here for more than half a year, and I know quite a few friends, don't underestimate Senior Sister!"

"Okay! Trust you once..."

"Call Meng Meng, we'll pick her up!"

"OK!"

*
After Yu Junhao arrived in Paris, he called Xia Yu, "I have already received Carlos, let's have dinner together tomorrow?"

"it is good!"

Carlos arrived at home after ten o'clock in the evening.

Yu Junhao also has a flat in Paris, but today, in order to discuss matters with Carlos, he was even more worried about his follow-up state, so he decided to make do with the sofa at Carlos' home for a night.

Ever since Yu Junhao received him, he has remained silent. He has a lot to say, and he doesn't know where to start.

As soon as the door opens.

Carlos' eyes first fell on the storyboard of "Beauty and Original Sin" on the coffee table in the living room.

There is no time to pick it up again.

Changed the shoes and arranged them neatly.

Seeing that the house was not cleaned up by Xia Yu and the others, Carlos breathed a sigh of relief.

Because just like scripts, storyboards, etc., he doesn't like to be cleaned up by anyone even in the house.

An hour later, the house was tidied up, and he entered the house with the text storyboard in his arms.

It was indeed similar to what Xia Yu thought, but very different.

Because the trash can I threw was not in my house, but the trash can downstairs.

After throwing it in, Carlos was uncomfortable, but he bit the bullet and went home.

After several hours, when the trash can was dragged away, he finally regretted it.

He crawled out of the house and went downstairs to the garbage sorting station.

Classify according to the region, and then find it in the trash bins in the same area, among dozens of trash bins.

He doesn't feel uncomfortable being regarded as a lunatic. What is really uncomfortable is that he realizes his own essence and nature.

When I got home, I suddenly collapsed.

And just like Xia Yu and Zhuang Ling guessed, it is really impossible for him to do stupid things again.

At the same time, I was also considering a question: "Escape, or face?"

This is a problem.

"Rice porridge or bread and milk?" Yu Junhao asked.

"Rice porridge, and I need a cup of coffee..." His tone was a little weak.

"Coffee is not suitable for you now." Yu Junhao refused.

"Okay, rice porridge and milk are in trouble!"

After speaking, he closed the door.

The room is small and the sound insulation is good, but you can still hear Yu Junhao in the kitchen through the gap in the door.

With an inexplicable mood, Carlos Zivkovic opened the text storyboard written by Xia Yu for "Beauty and Original Sin".

At the same time, it also opened up Carlos's own heart...