The actor's mental state is not stable

Chapter 93 Flooding Qigong

The room is not too big, and there are three people crowded in the small room.Looking at Liu Yifei and Yang Mi sitting on the left and right, Huo Yunting felt very numb.

To be honest, when he was on the set, he was really determined and didn't want these two kids to follow him.

But these two little girls were relentless, completely treating him as if he didn't exist, and the more noisy they were, the more they talked with guns and sticks.

People around had already started to look this way, in desperation Huo Yunting hastily called the two of them to stop.

All right, let's stop, let's come and see together.

On the way back to the hotel, he was careful, and specifically asked them to wait until he returned to the room before heading to the hotel.

It's just that the more I walk, the more I feel that it doesn't feel right. How can this be more like an affair?

"Brother Yun, don't sit on the bed, come and take a look."

Liu Yifei patted the empty chair, then turned to greet Huo Yunting.

"That's right, brother Yun, you haven't said what movie to watch tonight, why don't you let me choose?"

"Zixi, what are you thinking, we're here to watch movies."

"Everyone can discuss and discuss..."

Three women play a drama, this sentence is true, I am not deceived.

The two little girls sat here, and started arguing again after they couldn't say a few words, which made his head hurt.

The computer was placed on the table, and the two girls sat on one side, leaving a chair empty in the middle. As for who it was for, the attitude was obvious.

But can this sit on its own?
While the two were arguing happily, there was a knock on the door.

"clang clang"

"Ah, who is here? It can't be my mother, right?" Liu Yifei's eyes were a little panicked.

When she ran out, she told Liu Xiaoli that she wanted to go back to bed early, could it be that her scheme was seen through?
Yang Mi laughed gloatingly at the side, "Sissy really can't do it, you should go back first, after all, your mother is with you, so it's normal to worry about you."

Huo Yunting ignored the two of them, stood up silently and opened the door——

"Yo! Brother Huo."

Zhang Debang, I scratched my face, walked in swaggeringly, "Oh, Yang Mi and Yi Fei are also here."

"Uh, hello Uncle Bang."

"Uncle Bang... why are you here?"

"Didn't I hear that there will be a group to watch a movie tonight? I'll come along to join in the fun."

Stretching, Zhang Debang sat carelessly on the empty seat between the two.

"Old Zhang, I haven't seen many of these foreign movies. I really want to see them."

He patted the table, turned his head and looked at Huo Yunting, "Brother Huo, don't be in a daze, hurry up and find a movie to watch."

Yang Mi and Liu Yifei didn't speak, and moved their buttocks to the sides silently.

Huo Yunting suppressed a smile, turned on the computer to look for movies, Zhang Ziwang commented on the side from time to time, said some nasty words, which made the two little girls blush for a long time.

"Brother Yun, I suddenly thought of me, me, I have something I want to talk to Director Yu about, so I won't follow along and leave first."

Within 5 minutes, Yang Mi couldn't take it anymore, she got up and found an excuse to leave in a hurry.

Liu Yifei stared at Lao Yuan, why did her best friend run away suddenly?

Seeing this, she also got up immediately, "Brother Yun, I feel like my mother is coming to see me, so I won't follow for now, I, I will go first."

After finishing speaking, he followed Yang Mi and left.

When Huo Yunting went to the door and closed it, he could vaguely hear the two screaming and laughing.

"Little girl's film." Huo Yunting muttered a few words while looking at the direction the two were heading away.

"Brother Huo, it still has to be you. It's only been a while, and the two golden flowers of our crew have been hooked by you."

The child left, Zhang Debang lit a cigarette slowly, and gave Huo Yunting a thumbs up, "It is said that thick willow dustpans and thin willow buckets, no one in the world thinks men are ugly. Now the old saying is not all true..."

"Okay, okay, you should go to bed quickly."

Not listening to Zhang Debang talking nonsense to him, Huo Yunting kicked the stool, greeted him and blasted him outside.

"Hey, it's not Brother Huo, why are you lifting your pants and denying anyone? I just finished helping you—"

He casually took out two apples from the fruit plate on the table and stuffed them into Zhang Debang's hands, "Thank you for your hard work."

Then there was a "snap", and the door closed tightly.

"Fuck, scumbag!"

Zhang Debang cursed bitterly, then looked around again, seeing that no one was looking this way, he strolled away holding two apples.

Huo Yunting felt a lot more at ease after blowing away the two sticky men and the big annoying man.

Noisy.

Thanks to my quick wit when I came back first, I called Lao Zhang.Otherwise, he would be in fear all night.

Thinking of the kind and grateful expression on Liu Xiaoli's face when she gave him Jade Guanyin that day, he could think of how embarrassing it would be if these two little girls were watching a movie with him today, if they were caught by Liu Xiaoli.

Holding the computer and leaning against the edge of the bed, Huo Yunting found a movie he had downloaded a long time ago - "A Beautiful Mind".

Hearing the name, he thought it was a sci-fi film like "The Matrix" where the mind controls the human brain, but after looking at the introduction, it told the story of a psychotic mathematician.

As soon as he saw the word mental illness, he became interested.Especially since it is said that the film is based on real events.

"Let's also take a look at what a normal mental patient looks like when he is ill."

Talking to himself, the mouse clicked the triangle play button.

……

"Oh, I'm so exhausted today."

"I have to add more clothes tomorrow, it's too cold."

"Hey, it's January [-]th, right?"

"Don't worry, Director Zhang will definitely give you the Spring Festival holiday..."

There were dense footsteps and conversations outside the door.

It was just a few slight words, but it still brought Huo Yunting, who was staring at the list of credits on the computer screen in a daze, back to his senses.

Oh, the movie is over.

Look out the window, the bright moon hangs high, but it is half covered by dark clouds.

How long have you been watching?

About two hours.

Accompanied by a series of beeping sounds of the door being opened, Huo Yunting's mind was completely awake.

Rubbing his chin and starting to think about the film, he felt...seemed to be more serious than himself?
This mathematician is worse than himself, his best friend is actually a fantasy, and he always thought that military personnel asked him to analyze the confidential documents of the German side-the background was during World War II.

Throughout his life, several imaginary people have been influencing him in reality, and he himself has been taking medicine for most of his life.

Compared with this mathematician, Ying can only appear in dreams, and this is the only one, and his brain is not good, and his IQ is not high.

It seems that his condition is not unacceptable.

It can even be said that he feels a lot more psychologically balanced by making such a comparison.

This mathematician is so miserable and still working hard to live, so he can't give up.

For a moment, Huo Yunting was full of fighting spirit.

How else to put it, people are more angry than others, but this time the person who is angry to death is not himself.

My mood has improved a lot, and my heart has become more comfortable. Even when I fall asleep at night and learn my Cockney accent, it seems more acceptable than before.

He even smiled sincerely at Ying.

"You just stay in your dream all your life, Ang? Be good."

……

At eight o'clock in the morning on January [-], [-], Zhang Jizhong and Yu Min called the crew together and announced a very serious event.

This year's Spring Festival is going to be a holiday.

Just as everyone in the production team cheered, they were suppressed by Zhang Jizhong's horn.

"Although we have the Spring Festival holiday, we must start work earlier. No. 14 in February at the latest, and everyone will gather at the old location. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

"Director Zhang, don't worry."

"no problem."

Zhang Jizhong glanced around the crowd, put the horn to his mouth, "disband."

The crowd dispersed like birds and beasts, and Huo Yunting also packed up his things and prepared to go home.

"Brother Yun, where is your hometown?"

"Cangzhou."

"Ooo, goodbye, Brother Yun."

"Goodbye."

After greeting Liu Yifei, Liu Xiaoli, who was standing behind him, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

"Yunting, walk slowly on the road."

"Okay, goodbye, auntie."

The crew was very humane, they called two buses, and arranged for those who were going to the airport to be sent there, and the air tickets were reimbursed.

It was already a day after Huo Yunting returned to the little village he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

These words are a bit trite and repetitive, but he only has time to say them once a year.

"Oh, Yunting is back!"

With an unstoppable smile on Chen Caiping's face, she pulled Huo Yunting into the room and looked him up and down, "It's grown taller again."

"Where can I grow taller? It's over."

"You can't say that, isn't it that young people still have... secondary development?"

Huo Yunting smiled, put all the large and small gift boxes on the ground, looked around the room, and asked cautiously, "Mom, no one has come to see me."

"No, don't worry. After you fought with that old man last time, no one came to harass us again."

Following behind Chen Caiping, arranging these wrapped gift boxes one by one, Huo Yunting saw that the donkey-hide gelatin and other things bought the year before last were still intact in their original places, even unopened.

"Mom, there are some things that should be eaten. Don't keep them. Our family is not short of money now."

"I see."

"By the way, where's my dad?"

"I went to visit, I guess I went to find you, Uncle Xu."

Huo Yunting thought for a while, "Mom, then I'll go out and have a look, and call my dad back by the way."

"It's what you want. It's just a little snow outside, don't fall on your way."

"I know."

Chen Caiping put on an apron and went to the kitchen to cook, while Huo Yunting changed his clothes and went out to find his father.

A child eating candied haws on the road saw him and shouted excitedly, "Look! He looks so much like the guy in the Collego advertisement."

Seeing this, Huo Yunting put on his hat, covered his face with a scarf and continued walking.

After leaving Zhuangzi and walking to the small road, I saw a group of people huddled together.

He couldn't change his lively faults, so he followed suit to watch.

Then I heard—

"Come and take a look, we believe in qigong..."

ps: There are still [-] words short today, and there is not enough time, so I will make up for it tomorrow.It is definitely not that the author is not moving.

(End of this chapter)