I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before

1987, summer.

boom--

A heavy object fell in the sky and fell in front of Wen Yu.

"Someone jumped off the building—"

The woman's sharp screams, and chaotic footsteps sounded in Wenyu's ears. Wenyu opened her mouth and shouted at the body in front of her: "Mom ..."

These were the last words he spoke.

After that, he lost his voice and could not say a word.

After half a month, Wen Yu sat silently in the room. There was no air conditioner or electric fan in the room. A person sitting inside was like sitting in a large steaming stove, but he just felt cold.

A fat woman was sitting opposite him, and his fat face was full of sweat. He said in disgust, "My two children in the family are going to feed me poorly. Where can I have another one?"

"I'm going out to work soon. Can't I just take a kid with me?" Said another thin man shaking the fan in his hand.

"Look at what I'm doing?" The two of them watched, scratching their bald heads while drinking beer, and wiped their mouths. "Let's talk, I have to talk about my girlfriend, and bring such a towing bottle with me Who talks to me? "

A group of people shoved each other, and no one was willing to accept this hot potato. At this time, the door suddenly opened, and a relative turned to look at it: "Yo, Xiaoning is here."

Ning Ning stood with a swollen face at the door, her red suspender skirt was too late to change, and she wrapped it on the uneven body, exuding a cheap temptation.

She walked into the room, found a corner and sat down. She opened her backpack and found a bottle of beating wine. She smeared the little boy across the eyes while painting on her legs.

When she first arrived, she knew very little. She only knew that the child's mother had just jumped off the building and died. She had no savings during her lifetime and left nothing after her death. Therefore, several relatives were unwilling to raise him.

Not only was he unwilling to raise him, the fat woman stepped forward, dragging his hair and shaking his head, complaining: "I know it is dragging us down, why don't you die with your **** mom? You monster ! "

……monster?

Ning Ning smeared medicated wine, and suddenly stood up from the ground, walked towards the cursing fat woman, and then held the beaten wine in her hand to the top of her head.

"Ah!" The head was covered and his face was covered, and the fat woman screamed, then turned and cursed, "What do you want, bitch?"

Ning Ning sneered at her. She now hated two words, ugly eight monsters and monsters. Among them, the monster was above the ugly woman. She smashed the bottle on the table. The bottle was broken. What do you want? "

The other two hurriedly pulled them away. In fact, if they did n’t pull, the fat woman would walk away. Now Ning Ning looks really terrible, just like the crater that is about to erupt, the more smiling, the more terrible.

"What's the matter?" The fat woman muttered quietly as she sat back in her place. "You stinky bitch, don't you want to raise this little monster?"

Ning Ning sat back silently and continued to smear the wound with the remaining beaten wine. She was right, her body was really not suitable for raising children.

She wore it on the body of the old woman when she was young, and now she is Wen Xiaoning, the protagonist of Wen Yu. She did not expect that the poor old woman was in the flesh business when she was young, and made money not to support herself, but to splurge on her boyfriend.

The injury was just hit-something she could tolerate rather than bear.

Ning Ning slaps each other for a while, and the last stool knocks the person to the ground. He wipes his nose a few times, turns the box over and over for a while, and puts the valuable and the last little money into the bag, and then carries the bag Leaving her boyfriend's house.

Then she asked all the way, rushed here all the way, just in time to catch up with a group of people shirk their responsibilities, the fat woman screamed: "Who do you want to talk to? You say something!"

Ning Ning didn't mix in, she continued rubbing the bruises on her legs, rubbing them, and suddenly raised her head slowly, looking down the thin legs in front of her, looking at the little boy standing opposite.

It was a boy with very thin hair and thin eyelashes, so the whole man looked slender and delicate. The porcelain doll stood in front of Ning Ning and silently reached out her hand.

"Don't choose me." Ning Ning laughed. "I don't even have the ability to feed you."

He could hear the rain but watched her quietly, the hand that had been stretched out never recovered.

"Don't choose me!" Ning Ning's complexion cooled down, repeating what she said just now, "I don't even have the ability to feed you!"

Because of her last experience, she does not plan to have too much contact with the people in the movie. She will complete Wen Xiaoning's last wish and help him when Wen Yu encounters a crisis, but she will not do it for him. More-because she was afraid! It's too painful to give a relationship, it's too painful to accept a relationship, it's too painful to lose a relationship, in a fashionable word: the body of your uncle has been hollowed out!

The two eyes widened and narrowed their eyes. In the end, the fat woman took Wen Yu away. After all, including Ning Ning, the other three did not have the financial conditions to raise children.

"Unlucky!" The fat woman spit on the ground, dragging Wen Yu's arm, and humming away. On the road, the little boy turned back from time to time, Wu Ningqi's eyes looked at Ningning.

"Don't look at me like that!" Ning Ning looked coldly, thinking, "I can't protect myself!"

There is not much money in her pocket. If she wants to settle down in 1987, she must have a sufficient job. Of course, it is impossible to continue the flesh business. But she also does not want to work as a female worker in a textile mill or factory. She wants to be in the crew, or Finding a job in a theater or something like that, but it's hard, she can only find odd news while doing odd jobs.

The days are hard enough, the ex-boyfriend still has a haunting spirit, always come to her for reunion.

"Xiao Ning, I was wrong! Make peace with me!"

"Xiao Ning, I have no money to eat. Go home and cook for me!"

"Xiao Ning, my clothes are all torn, please help me sew them!"

"Xiao Ning, I have already collected the money from Boss Qin. You can't bear to see that I was beaten, right? Then sleep with him ..."

"I don't care about surname Qin, I'll do it myself!" Ning Ning fought with a broom!

When he was off work, the boss asked her to leave and told her that not only could she not stand the ex-boyfriend, but he and the other employees could not stand the ex-boyfriend, so she asked her to do well and take this thing with her.

In the setting sun, Ning Ning walked home with one eye, passing by a person, then stopped and turned to look at him.

Wen Yu, carrying a schoolbag, stopped as well, turning her swollen half of her face and watching her.

At that moment, there was a sadness of sympathy.

"Why am I so sentimental?" Ning Ning scolded herself and continued to walk. There were not so many bright lights in the streets in 1987. She saw a candy stand and a disc with a zodiac sign, A small child paid the money, turned the disk, and the pointer turned to point to the dragon. The child clapped his hands. The stall owner poured the boiled sugar solution on the board, sketched out the shape of the dragon, and then shoveled it down and handed it to the child. The child held the dragon and ran across the road, all kinds of stalls and all kinds of people along the way.

Footsteps came from behind, and Ning Ning's right hand was gently pulled. She turned around and saw Wen Yu standing behind her, holding the oil cake wrapped in newspaper to her. The oil cake was cold and soaked The newspaper is greasy.

"Eat it yourself, I'm not hungry." Ning Ning was very hungry, but she couldn't eat his stuff, because she didn't know if it was all his food today.

Wen Yu looked at her, tearing a small piece of oil cake from the newspaper herself, and stuffed the rest with her.

"... It's not good to please me," Ning Ning said coldly, but he smiled back.

What a silly white sweet. Ningning murmured in his mouth, bit his head and took a bite of the oil cake. At first, he took a small sip, gradually sipped it, and finally gorged it. After eating, he unrolled the newspaper and tried to find the falling cake crumbs.

Then she moved.

Looking at the newspaper, Ningning murmured, "How is this possible?"

This is a newspaper last week, which published a piece of news: "The Phantom of the Opera" adapted from "The Phantom of the Opera" is about to start shooting, and will openly recruit female lead actors from the society. The deadline is at the end of July, and the interview place is the Orchid Theatre.

At that moment, Ning Ning gave birth to a strong sense of realism. Didn't she come to a movie called "Abandoned Son"? Why does The Phantom of the Opera appear here? Wait ... Look back carefully, it seems that Li Boyue's information to her wrote that the shooting time of "Phantom of the Cinema" seemed to be 1987.

"... the deadline is three days until this month." Ning Ning suddenly ran with the newspaper, Wen Yu stunned, and chased after her with a schoolbag.

Ningning ran all the way to the train station. At this time, you do n’t need an ID card or a line to buy tickets.

"Give me a ticket to xx." Ningning took the last dollar in his pocket.

The conductor took the money and looked behind her and asked, "One or two?"

Ning Ning looked back and saw Wen Yu standing behind her, running panting, her cheeks red. He couldn't speak, but told her with his eyes, with his expression, and with the hand holding her horn tightly: Take me away.

"... Sorry, I have no money to buy your ticket." Ningning said hardly.

Wen Yu's eyes darkened, she didn't roll coquettishly, but quietly and lost her head.

"... I went to the field this time to make sure of one thing." Ning Ning slowly crouched down, trying to reach out and touch his head, but felt that it was too intimate, so he extended his hand halfway again. I took it back and looked at him and said, "I will either come back or take you with me when things are determined."

... can't let someone who will die unexpectedly next year leave her sight?

Wen Yu Dingding looked at her for a while, suddenly took her hand, opened her finger, and hooked her thin and pale tail finger on her tail finger.

Then he raised his head and showed her a hazy, warm and trusting smile.