Was Joyce exaggerating a bit? Someone wanted to ask again, but Joyce put on his sunglasses, and his aura became cold and indifferent, not giving the reporters a chance to ask more.
Before leaving for the flight, he concluded, "The ultimate measure of a film's quality is seeing it for yourself. When the film is released, you'll know what it has brought to the world."
The one he was referring to was naturally the leading actor of the movie: Ji Xinghe.
Joyce is gone, but the storm he left behind in the entertainment industry continues unabated. Joyce's words were so full of confidence, so much so that one can't help but anticipate what kind of film this will be.
If this were truly just a perfunctory cash-in film, no internationally renowned director would destroy their reputation in this way. Whether it's a perfunctory effort or a peak production, the truth will be revealed when the film is released.
***
After the filming of the movie was completed, Ji Xinghe and Qi Yao returned to Shanghai. They stayed in the apartment for two or three days. When they were hungry, they either went out to eat or ordered takeout. Their life was very decadent.
In fact, Ji Xinghe’s cooking skills are quite good, but the apartment he rented is too small and there is no range hood, so he can’t cook at all.
Ji Xinghe looked at Qi Yao, who was leaning against the small sofa beside him, his expression calm. Qi Yao was taller than him, and his long legs, which seemed to have nowhere to rest, were particularly noticeable when he sat on the small sofa. Ji Xinghe wondered if he was going to move again and look for an apartment.
It was okay for him to live in this small apartment alone, but now with Qi Yao joining him, it felt a bit cramped.
Or he should wait until Joyce's movie is released. The contract he signed with Joyce comes with a profit share, and he still has some money left. If he saves up a little, he might be able to buy a small villa with a garden in Shanghai.
Ji Xinghe looked at Qi Yao's profile and suddenly felt a sense of anticipation for his future life. The past was gone and could not be retrieved. Living well in the present was the most important thing.
"Tong'er, when my salary and share of the profits arrive, let's buy a small villa, okay? It should be two stories with a glass roof, and most importantly, a small garden. I like roses and lilies, and I like grape trellises too. Tell me what you like, and we can plant them in the garden. Then, when the grapes on the trellis are ripe, we can each bring a rattan chair and lie under the vines, picking grapes every day."
The more Ji Xinghe spoke, the more excited he became. He stretched out his fair white hands and gestured and grabbed things in the air, as if he could see the ripe bunches of grapes under the trellis right now.
"Okay, I'll find some planting tips in the database and help you plant them." He remembered that there seemed to be a formula for plant nutrient solution in his database, and he could find it and prepare it for Xingxing when the time comes.
"We can also have two pets. I want a Samoyed. What do you want?"
"Then get a Samoyed. I'll help you raise it." He only needs Xingxing to raise her, so there's no need for another pet. But if Xingxing wants to raise one, he can help her walk the dog.
The two of them chatted about their future, naturally weaving each other into their future lives. Ji Xinghe didn't realize that all the things he had always wanted to do with his partner were slowly being realized in Qi Yao.
In this world, they are family, partners, and each other's only one.
Ji Xinghe would donate some of his money to the orphanage every once in a while. Yesterday, his quality conquest point exceeded 2,000 for the first time. He used 2,000 quality conquest points and 200,000 appearance conquest points to exchange for some favorability points, successfully extending his life.
He felt that his and Qi Yao's current life was good, so compared to before, Ji Xinghe would be more careful when he was outside. He didn't want anyone to destroy the rare peace since his rebirth.
Qi Yao's thoughts were similar to Ji Xinghe's. He no longer wanted to live those days when he felt so lonely and confused that the entire database seemed empty, and time was meaningless to him at that time.
So... a sharp light flashed in Qi Yao's calm eyes.
No one could destroy the present between him and Xingxing. He was already a little impatient with those little actions that kept happening once or twice.
Country C, Qi Family
"Master, this is the second time our secrets have been leaked in recent times. Now the entire Qi family is a little panicked. If this continues, I'm afraid it will affect your prestige." Beside Qi Han, his assistant was holding a stack of information and reporting to Qi Han about the situation of some of the Qi family's family businesses during this period.
The Qi family directly or indirectly controls many companies in Country M and even around the world. For some of these companies, no one except the Qi family themselves knows that they have shares in the company.
These are the foundation of the Qi family.
But recently, the Qi family seemed to be targeted by a hidden force. All the businesses in which the Qi family held a controlling stake or a majority stake had problems to some extent.
Either they were targeted by unknown forces in the stock market, causing a sharp drop in stock prices and losing a large amount of cash flow. Or they were directly reported for tax evasion, with irrefutable evidence that left those under them with no room to maneuver.
The secret leak Qi Han's assistant was referring to was Qi Han's planting of a commercial spy at the headquarters of the Lao En family, another major family in Country M. Clearly, only Qi Han's closest confidants knew about this during the operation. Even the spy was clean and had all the necessary credentials, making it completely unexpected that someone with ties to the Qi family would be responsible.
Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any mistakes in this matter. This is an especially important chess piece in Qi Han's ambitious plan. How could he not pay attention to it?
However, this matter happened to be discovered by the Laun family, and the spy was caught red-handed when he was ordered by Qi Han to steal confidential documents.
This stirred up a hornet's nest for the Lao En family. They had no grudges against the Qi family or Qi Han. It was just some normal business competition that blocked Qi Han's way. As a result, Qi Han used such a sinister trick to try to kill the Lao En family.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is being put to death. If this confidential document is really stolen and ends up in Qi Han's hands, the Lao En family's century-long accumulation will be wiped out in an instant, and even the family members will not be able to escape the tragic fate.
Every family has some shameful secrets, things that can only be kept in a safe and left to rot, rather than exposed to the sun.
Since then, the Lao En family has been at odds with the Qi family. Anything the Qi family or Qi Han intends to do, once the Lao En family learns of it, they will definitely do everything they can to sabotage it. The Lao En family has spread the word among the upper echelons of Country M that they and the Qi family are irreconcilable. In Country M, they can exist without the Qi family!
The Lao En family is a large family born and raised in the country of M. If you really count their strength, they are even stronger than the Qi family. As soon as the head of the Lao En family made these words, it was a blow to the Qi family in all aspects.
Qi Han slammed the teacup on the rosewood table to the ground and asked with a gloomy and ferocious look, "Have you found out who is targeting us?"
The assistant's face froze when he heard this, but he still replied with a stiff upper lip: "It's not easy to find."
"It's hard to find?" Qi Han asked back, "You mean they haven't found it yet? You're just a bunch of rubbish!"
Ten minutes later, the assistant came out of the study. There was an obvious shoe print on his shoulder blade. He walked out in embarrassment, but was stopped by someone halfway.
Qi Nianqi's expression was complicated and bitter. He helped his assistant and said as he walked to the backyard, "Do you think we made the wrong choice?"
Before Qi Han became the head of the family, he would at least pretend to be one, but now he doesn't even pretend anymore.
"But that's not right. We have no choice." Qi Nianqi didn't wait for the assistant's answer and just talked to himself.
I don't know if the Qi family's luck has run out. Obviously, the old grandfather and the old man were heroes in their lifetime, but when it comes to Qi Han's generation, none of them have made it. The reason why the eldest brother Qi Han was able to sit on the position of head of the family, besides being a legitimate child, is that he is ruthless.
But that's true. If he wasn't cruel, how could he kill his own brothers?
Neither of them blamed Qi Yao for the changes in the Qi family during this period, including Qi Han, who knew that Qi Yao was not dead and did not blame him.
Because everyone with a discerning eye knew that the man who dealt with the Qi family this time wanted to destroy the Qi family.
No matter how fierce the internal fighting in the Qi family is, they will not directly overturn the table and destroy their jobs. Moreover, Qi Han is conceited, and Qi Yao does not have such ability.
But Qi Yao, who Qi Han thought did not have this ability, was the mastermind behind all the troubles he had encountered during this period.
At night, Qi Nianqi was awakened by the sound of his cell phone. When he opened the phone, he broke out in a cold sweat.
Everything that happened to the Qi family during this period, from the big things like several companies being targeted to the small things like Qi Han, Qi Nianqi, and what the other members of the Qi family had eaten and did today, was all written down clearly, without any error.
It felt as if there were a pair of omnipresent eyes staring at them and everything about the Qi family.
In the last line, the person who sent him the email included an address: [Come to Country C to see me, Qi Yao.]
Qi Nianqi's pupils trembled rapidly, and the sweat on his forehead dripped onto the screen of the phone.
What else did he not understand at this time? It turned out to be Qi Yao. It turned out that everything that happened in the Qi family during this period was Qi Yao's work.
Qi Nianqi struggled fiercely within himself. Should he go to Country C or not? He knew that going or not represented a choice. Going to Country C meant choosing Qi Yao. Staying in Country M meant choosing to face destruction alongside Qi Han.
To this day, does he still doubt that Qi Yao does not have such ability and such cruelty?
Finally, as the sky was about to turn white, he made up his mind.
"Do you think he'll come like this?" Ji Xinghe watched Qi Yao send the email. He was a little unsure about Qi Nianqi's choice. After all, from Qi Yao's memory, Qi Nianqi was on Qi Yao's brother's side.
"If he doesn't come, I'll change someone else." Qi Yao seemed very free and easy.
However, before he could be carefree for long, Ji Xinghe narrowed his eyes and pinched the tip of his ear.
Ji Xinghe's tone was unkind, "Tong'er, I'm very sad. Really, I'm extremely sad right now. I've always trusted you so much, and yet you secretly went out to fight without telling your poor host?!"
God knows how terrified Ji Xinghe was when Qi Yao said this with such calmness and nonchalance. Even if the system didn't die, what if it got hurt? What if it got bullied? Just because it didn't die didn't mean it wouldn't feel pain.
Qi Yao had his ear pulled and he puffed up one cheek in a bit of annoyance. He had started to reflect on himself since last night, so why hadn't Xingxing forgotten about it today?
Don't people say that those who confess are treated leniently, while those who resist are treated harshly? He had already confessed, so it was a bit too much for Xingxing to pull his ears.
The man thought about it and said, "I don't understand humans. Star, you didn't tell me that I was going to tell you if I went out to fight. Now that I know, I told you immediately, and you are still angry."
He spoke with such confidence that Ji Xinghe was furious. He felt like he was itching to touch a naughty child.
He gritted his teeth and said, "You don't understand? Why do I feel like you know a lot? You even know 'sit up and move yourself', and you still don't understand enough? Don't interrupt me! I'm serious."
The more Ji Xinghe thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He felt like he was being tricked by Qi Yao. Don't ask him why he felt that way; it was just his intuition.
Qi Yao, who had fallen prey to his host's terrifying intuition for the second time, rolled his eyes. "Xingxing, what are you talking about?"
He asked with a pure look on his face, "Xingxing, do you want a massage? Then let me give you a massage this time. Lie down."
As he said this, he was about to push Ji Xinghe down on the sofa.
Ji Xinghe refused to let him press, and the two of them pushed each other back and forth with all their might. Finally, Ji Xinghe lost his balance and was pushed down by Qi Yao.
"Surrender, I surrender. We don't want to play anymore." Ji Xinghe was suppressed by Qi Yao's hand like a little turtle with its lid turned over. In the end, he raised the white flag of surrender when he couldn't even struggle to break free with his hands and feet.
Qi Yao laughed in his heart and said: You see, isn't this changing the subject?
***
Time passes by bit by bit, and everything is progressing steadily and orderly.
Those who are looking for someone are looking for someone, those who are fighting within the family are fighting among themselves, and those who should live their own lives live happily.
The audience who were once amazed in the live broadcast room have forever imprinted in their hearts that figure, which has never appeared again.
But behind that figure there seemed to be a pair of hands, countless pairs of hands covered in shadows, and the owners of those hands were persistently trying to erase that person's figure from the eyes of the world.
Those who know are unwilling to speak, and those who don’t know don’t believe it.
There is no impenetrable wall in the world. I don’t know when it started, but a story began to circulate on the Internet, a story about an extremely beautiful woman.
The beauty in this story has eyes and eyebrows that shine brighter than the stars, and lips that surpass the loveliest rose in the garden. His every move carries a magic that makes people willingly fall into it. He is Narcissus, the self-pitying Narcissus in Greek mythology, the Creator's most perfect masterpiece and treasure.
Carrying treasures will always attract the attention of evil dragons.
When this beauty was very young, he hadn't grown into the captivating beauty he is today. Once again, when his mother took him out for a walk, he accidentally lost her. He stayed there waiting for her, but instead, he encountered human traffickers.
Human traffickers took him away from his family. A man took pity on him as a little kid and saved him from the traffickers.
The man took him by his side and gave him the best life. Under the man's gaze, he was like a bud that had finally begun to bloom, becoming more beautiful and dazzling day by day.
This kind of beauty is magical, and the man who originally did not restrict him from going out begins to imprison him because he does not want the world to share him.
So, the boy became the canary raised by the man. The man loved him and tried his best to satisfy all his requests, except leaving this cage.
The boy also liked the man. Although he longed for the freedom outside and the family he had always wanted to find, he still obediently accepted the man's almost hysterical possessiveness. The two originally thought that they would face each other like this for the rest of their lives.
But perhaps even fate couldn't bear to see this. The boy was so beautiful, he shouldn't have been so tarnished. A streamer had entered his world, forcing his presence into the eyes and hearts of so many people.
From then on, these people began to search for the boy like crazy, wanting to see him again. Even if it was just a glance. As they searched day after day without success, some of them began to imagine themselves as brave dragon slayers.
One day, they would snatch the boy from the dragon.
And then… then what should I do? Of course, of course I should make him see only me, let him cry for me, laugh for me, and dance for me forever. No one else deserves to look at him again.
Oh, so this is how it ends. One day, the dragon-slayer warrior is stained with the dragon's blood. He sees the boy and sees himself in the boy's eyes. He is covered in dragon scales and has dragon horns on his forehead.
The brave dragon slayer turned into the appearance of the evil dragon.
This is obviously made up, so at least make it more plausible. An internet celebrity accidentally caught someone on camera during a livestream, and a bounty is being offered online to find the person responsible. Is this the time for a debut? This has been hyped up for months, isn't it time to stop?
I haven't watched that livestream, but you guys keep saying how beautiful he is and offering a reward online. Someone must have taken screenshots and recorded it, right? Show it to everyone.
【No screenshots or screen recordings.】
【No. 】
[Neither do I.]
Silence, eternal silence. Denial, the same old denial. Really? Who would believe it?
That day, Ji Xinghe and Qi Yao were watching a horror movie, each holding a pillow, when they suddenly received a call from Joyce.
Qi Yao paused the movie, and then heard Ji Xinghe's surprised voice: "Really? Is the movie ready for release? It's so fast, I thought it would take at least a few months."
Joyce was smiling, his excitement evident in his tone. "It's now showing in Country M. I've jumped the queue, so I can see it in a theater there the day after tomorrow. Sun, remember to pick up the international express. I've sent you the sample."
"Okay, Qi Yao and I will watch it together then." Ji Xinghe nodded.
"You live with Qi Yao?"
Anyone could tell that Joyce's tone had clearly dropped, but Ji Xinghe still steeled his heart and said, "Yes, I'm pursuing him now. I feel that if there is still one person in this world I can like, it must be Qi Yao. No one else."
If you don't like him, don't give him any hope.
"Okay, I got it. Sun, I wish you happiness." Joyce in the airport was distraught and in tears over the phone, and finally threw the plane ticket in her hand to the ground.
Ji Xinghe hung up the phone and immediately met Qi Yao's bright eyes.
"Xingxing, you just said you were pursuing me." The man happily took Ji Xinghe's hand.
Ji Xinghe muttered to himself, shaking their hands, "I, I was just talking nonsense to Joyce."
"Xingxing, say it again." Qi Yao turned a deaf ear.
In the end, Ji Xinghe was so entangled that he had no choice but to repeat to Qi Yao what he had just said to Joyce.
Seeing Qi Yao obviously happy because of his two words, Ji Xinghe also felt a little happy.
Does Qi Yao's happiness mean that the relationship between them is not just one-sided on his part?
That night, Qi Yao and Ji Xinghe both tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and were as happy as fools.
Two days passed in a flash, and Joyce did not do any publicity in Country M because there was no need.
While most people in Country C were still fast asleep, people in the cinema in Country M who were preparing to watch a movie were surprised to find that Joyce's new film was released!
"Dream" Director: Joyce Ann, Starring: Anonymous
This is a movie in which you only know the director's name but not the life of the leading actor.
"Wow, cool." Someone in the theater whistled. "Let's watch this, the new Joyce movie."
My companions nodded. They were also very interested in Joyce's new film, especially since it had such a mysterious lead actor. "Then let's go buy tickets. By the time everyone discovers Joyce's new film, we might not be able to get tickets anymore."
The same scene happened in various places in Country M. Half an hour later, all the audiences who had bought movie tickets walked into the theater to watch the first show of "Dream".
While sitting in my seat waiting, some people were analyzing Joyce's intention in naming the film.
"'Dream', does it mean dreaming? Could this movie be inspired by Joyce's dream? It feels like it has a completely different style from 'Darkness'."
The person sitting next to the speaker turned around and asked, "Do you think 'Dream' will surpass 'Darkness'?"
"No." The person who answered shook his head exaggeratedly. "'Dark' has the best actors in the world, the best special effects and acting in the world. That's the hardware. 'Dream' has no chance of surpassing it."
As the crowd discussed, the screen in the theater began to light up. Everyone tacitly stopped talking and prepared to start enjoying the movie.
The film begins with a foggy white scene, and the camera shakes up and down, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly, as if someone is trapped in the fog.
Is this a dream? Thinking of the name of the movie, the audience wondered in their hearts.
Gradually, they were brought into this dream by Joyce's filming techniques and began to wander in the dream with the protagonist.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten... the audience counted silently in their hearts.
Gradually, the fog in the dream began to dissipate, and the real protagonist of this movie, which should actually be named "Joyce's Dream", appeared.
First, there is a back view. It is hard to describe what kind of feeling this is. It is obviously just a back view, but this back view can make everyone who sees him believe that this person is beautiful, he must be very beautiful.
His legs were beautiful, with thighs and calves in perfect proportion beneath his clothes. His waist was tight and flexible, and his back was straight.
The camera gradually zoomed in, closer and closer, until it was close enough to clearly see the man's eyebrows and eyes.
The audience seems to be able to hear Joyce's rapid heartbeat during this process. Seeing this, the audience has begun to believe that this is all a dream of Joyce. They begin to immerse themselves in Joyce's position in the film and approach him.
How can I describe it so that you can understand how shocked I am at this moment? How can I depict it so that you can understand what the ultimate beauty in the world is like?
The audience couldn't, so they had no time to think or say anything. They just watched, wishing they could crawl into that curtain and never come out again.
Joyce couldn't do it either, so he was troubled for more than twenty years until he met Ji Xinghe. He no longer had to explain himself, and no longer had to exploit the world's poor imagination. As long as he stood there, he was the best interpretation.
The man in the dream didn't seem to notice Joyce's existence. He lived in his own Garden of Eden, walking and watching casually.
His eyes revealed a hint of indifference. The stars in the sky turned, the curtains on earth fell. What did it have to do with him? He would not stop for anyone.
Joyce in the dream couldn't catch him, and the audience outside the play couldn't catch him either.
It is enough that you have the privilege of seeing me at this moment. How could you ask for more? I do not belong to you, and I do not belong to anyone.
His eyes were affectionate and his expression was distant.
He's so bad, he's so charming, he's so cruel.
You let me see you, but I can never get you. Isn't that cruel?
The god who lowered his eyes, the cold and heartless god.
When people thought he would remain cold like this, he suddenly ran in one direction with the wreath he had just made while sitting on the ground. He stretched out his hand, as if wanting to give the wreath to someone. For the first time, he smiled and said, "Here you go. Does it look good?"
Then he said, looking into the void that could not be captured by the camera, "Beautiful, you are so beautiful."
It seemed as if he had honey in his mouth when he said this. Who could be more handsome than you?
The camera amplifies the emotions in everyone's eyes. While those in the frame praise their beauty, their eyes hold an intoxicating tenderness. Who dragged the heartless god into the mortal world? Who filled his eyes with the brilliance of stars? Who will ever be so lucky as to experience such tenderness?
Jealousy, crazy jealousy.
This jealousy seems to burn people to ashes, and this jealousy seems to make people's eyes bleed.
The author has something to say: I can't move anymore, it's more than 7,000, so if we round it up, it should be 10,000 a day, right?
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