I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before

Chen Dao was ill.

The news went viral, and some unscrupulous tabloids even issued obituaries.

"He is holding his breath now." Li Boyue put the contract in front of Ning Ning. "It is estimated that after the filming of this TV series, he will be almost the same. There is nothing wrong in the tabloid. The last work. "

Or rather, a legacy.

Ningning picked up the contract and asked casually, "What happened to the people in the village?"

A sentence without a head, but Li Boyue took it.

"You came out after watching" Qian Nan Ghost "?" He laughed.

There is a saying: Everyone in life is an actor.

Ning Ning had never believed this, until then she believed.

The most powerful actor is right next to her. Li Boyue knew about the existence of the cinema of life. She may even know that her mother relies on the cinema to refine her acting skills, and she also relies on the cinema to refine her acting skills.

"... One thing, I always think it is a coincidence." Ningning said, "Every time I come out of the cinema, I get a character who walks with me in the cinema, very similar to a close movie character ..."

Li Boyue looked at her with a smile.

It was no surprise that she seemed to have shown her the answer.

"My dad and your mother are from the same village." He put his hands on his knees and said slowly. "If the two of them have been staying in Ningjia Village and did not come out from the inside, then they are now estimated to have followed the village's Traditionally married, you have to call me brother. "

Ning Ning looked at him and said nothing.

"Of course, you can just shout like this now." Li Boyue said to her with a smile, "Because even if I came out of the village, my dad still cares about your mother and you, and of course I also care about you ... . "

The ambitiousness reflected from his eyes made it clear that his concern was not out of sincerity ... but out of ambition.

Ning Ning stared at him for a moment and asked, "What do you want?"

Li Boyue, leaning his back on the sofa, seemed to be remembering and organizing speech.

"My dad has been studying the Ning family with Pei Xuan and the theater of life." He slowly said, "At first I thought he was deceived, but later I found out ... it is true Yes, there is a theater of life in this world. There is really a place where people can live forever. "

... immortality?

Ning Ning thought about it, but he didn't expect that his focus was actually this, she was shocked for a moment, and said, "You ... wouldn't you want to be a mask person?"

"Mask man?" Li Boyue smiled and shook his head. "No, I think the gatekeeper is more suitable for me."

"... Do you know what you are talking about?" Ning Ning stared at him gravely, "Do you know what the gatekeeper does?"

"I only know that everyone will die. This is what Pei Xuan is doing, and Chen Dao is the same. I am the same." Li Boyue also had a dignified look. "Pei Xuan was gone earlier than Chen Dao. He left last year, and his mother was on time. It's not too far away, do you know what his last regret was? "

Wouldn't it be ...

Li Boyue laughed: "He regrets coming out of the cinema. No matter how rich and rich he is, he will still be old, he will be sick, and he will die, but if he has been a gatekeeper, then we will all die, and he will not dead."

"So you are serious?" Ning Ning looked at him unbelievably. "Do you really want to be a mask person?"

He didn't understand ... or that what Pei Xuan said before he died misled him, so that he could only see the benefits of being a masked man, but the disadvantages of being a masked man.

"No one can mask people." Li Boyue shook his head and seemed to think of something, revealing a lingering glance. "The group of people in Ningjia Village ... collectively evaded the ticket and were made too miserable by the gatekeeper at that time. I don't want to be like them. In the election, people will choose the side that governs people, not the side that is subject to people, right? "

He stretched a hand towards Ning Ning.

As always, her face was the most familiar, ambitious and ambitious smile she knew.

"I helped you so much," he said, "you have to help me too."

In the face of death, some people think long-term, and some are on the verge of madness.

"Card! Card! Card Kaka !!!!"

Two months later, during the filming of "The Phantom of the Cinema", Dao Chen sat in a wheelchair and yelled at the card. At the end, he coughed violently, and the assistant beside him hurriedly poured the medicine into his palm.

"Cough, cough ..." Chen Daojiao put the tablet in his mouth, took a few sips from the hot water cup, swallowed the tablet, and breathed for a long time before he said to Ningning, "You Come with me. "

Ning Ning pushed his wheelchair and temporarily rested.

In the past two months, Chen Dao lost a lot of weight, almost losing his shape. No matter who looked at him, he would advise him to lie in bed and not consume the rest of his life. However, he did n’t listen. In a movie.

"Ningning." He sat in a wheelchair and asked with his back to Ningning. "Have you ever loved a man?"

Ning Ning recalled the fear of being forced into a blind date before, and twitched at the corner of his mouth, saying, "I've loved."

Chen Dao sneered: "It's not the kind of house-like love, can you love someone just like I love movies?"

Ning Ning was silent.

The wheelchair was parked beside the corridor, and the maple trees outside the corridor were sprinkled with red leaves, and the red leaves were blown down on the wooden corridor. Once the mansion of the opera house, and later the Orchid Theatre, this was the place where the "Phantom of the Cinema" was originally shot. It was the last place to shoot "Phantom of the Cinema".

"... Love someone." Chen Dao said suddenly, "I need you to love someone."

"... Who?" Ningning asked.

"Anyone can do it," said Chen Dao. "As long as you have loved, apply this passion to this movie, make it, and make Phantom."

The wind blew a red leaf through Ning Ning's horns, she raised her hands and gathered her hair, shaking her head: "... I can't do it."

Chen Dao looked back at her, and her eyes, which were extraordinarily large due to weight loss, were shining with a terrible light.

"Chen Dao, you can do everything for a movie, no one cares, but I can't." Ning Ning said to him unchanged, "I can't hurt another person because of a movie."

After all, movies are movies, and reality is true.

Unhappy, the cursed head broke, and Ning Ning came out of the studio in a horrifying mood, not without regrets, but once again, it is estimated that she would still say so.

"After all, I don't want to be like Chen Dao ..." she murmured.

"Ningning!"

Ning Ning looked back and saw a person waiting at the door.

"Why are you here?" She asked.

Wen Yu walked towards her with a smile. Aunt Xiaoning was calling her in private. In front of outsiders, he still called her name directly, so as not to attract strange eyes.

"Here." He handed Ning Ning the gift box in his arms.

Ningning took the box: "What is this?"

Wen Yu smiled: "Take it apart?"

Ning Ning opened the box and contained a set of costumes—the blue costumes that Phantom wore in the play.

"Listen to people saying that you haven't made much progress lately." Wen Yu smiled softly. "I wonder if you would like to be like a phantom before and after the show, so as to maintain the state."

Ning Ning had this intention in mind, and she closed the box and smiled at him: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Wen Yu paused, and solemnly told her, "Also, you can call me at any time, I will answer your call whenever I want."

Back at home, the box was placed on a chair, and the clothes fell to the ground. Ning Ning in the mirror put on the costume, then reached out and touched herself in the mirror.

Ning Ning laughed and laughed: "In the future, will I only be able to wear this dress at home?"

With Chen Dao's temper, even if she is the heroine, it is not impossible to be replaced.

"Okay, just show it to me, I'll watch it by myself." Shi Zhongtang sat behind her, clapping her hands, like an obsessive spectator eagerly looking forward to her favorite angle.

The lips in the mirror tilted upwards, and Ning Ning turned around and threw the long sleeves, and sang a thousand times in her mouth: "Dream turns back to the warbler, and the years go by."

The water sleeve was thrown at Shi Zhongtang. He raised his head with a smile, and let the white sleeve fall on the mask on his face, and then slipped off the mask little by little and fell to his chest. He was gently grasped and grasped in his palm. in.

"Dream turns back to the ying, turning around for years." Taohua looked at Ning Ning, and he also sang, more tender and full of affection, as if he had broken his whole heart into this song. And die after singing.

Love is touching, but also his singing.

Ningning paused for a while before singing: "It's like a beautiful flower for you, like a stream of water."

"It's like a beautiful family for you, like a stream." Shi Zhongtang sang to her with a smile.

"Yes, I searched around and pity myself in the maiden."

"Yes, I searched around and pity myself in the maiden."

"Turn around this peony bar, right next to the edge of the lake and mountains."

"Turn around this peony bar, right next to the edge of the lake and mountains."

"It was where I met, and I looked at each other as if ..." Ning Ning singed louder and quieter at last.

"Why don't you sing?" Shi Zhongtang pulled the sleeves towards her and pulled her closer.

Ning Ning's chest was undulating, staring at him silently, how could she sing? He didn't say a word of confession, but every word and every song he sang was telling her: I love you.

"... No." Ning Ning hardened her heart and said coldly, "I don't need you to do this, so many shows can be performed, I don't have to act as a phantom."

After a pause, she lowered her head: "... Don't listen to those words that Chen Dao said."

I don't want to love someone and hurt someone because of a movie.

Shi Zhongtang looked up at her for a moment, got up and walked towards her, the sleeves slipped from his fingers, and he raised Ningning's face with his hands.

"But you don't love me ..." He looked down at her and said, "It's hurting me."

After a while, he smiled helplessly, and put his other hand on her face: "I'm kidding, don't take it to heart ... Don't cry, I didn't mean to make you embarrassed. "