Spare Tire is Gone

In the washroom.

Qi Cong sat on the toilet with the lid down, his eye circles were reddish, and the tails of his eyes were a little swollen, but his expression was calm. Holding the phone blankly, he slowly entered the word "Gu Xun" into the browser search box, curled up his fingers, and clicked to search.

The signal in the bathroom was not very good, and the page did not pop up after turning for a long time.

Qi Cong stared at the continuously rotating loading icon without blinking. It seemed to be a long time, and it seemed that it was just a blink of an eye. The page jumped successfully, and a lot of text jumped out.

The first item in the search results was encyclopedia information, and everything about Gu Xun caught his eyes off guard.

Gu Xun, male, was born in North China on January 25, 1994. He grew up in the West and graduated from the Horton School of Business in the United States. In 2018, he was nominated for the best actor at the Nakan Port Film Festival for his "Western". In 2019, he was nominated for the best actor at the Nakan Harbor Film Festival. "Edward's Chapter" won the Best Actor Award (the Golden Goose Award) at the St. Derem Film Festival. In 2020, he won the Banner Star Gold Cup for "Heavenly Questions" and became the youngest international double-gold actor in Mainland China.

The information only shows such a paragraph, you must click on the homepage of the encyclopedia to see the details.

Qi Cong looked at the line "Born in North China on January 25, 1994, grew up in the West, and graduated from the Horton Business School in the US" on the document, his fingers stiffened for a long time, and then he clicked into the details.

More information jumped out.

In the column of Gu Xun's personal experience, there is a line written clearly: Gu Xun lived with his brother in Haicheng, China for more than half a year at the end of 2016, and met Ren Qizhen, the director of "Western" by chance.

At the end of 2016, he lived in Haicheng for more than half a year.

At the end of 2016, Qi Cong, who was about to have winter vacation, went to Huaibei Road, Wenhua District to buy materials. Because of the sudden heavy rain, he turned into a 24-hour convenience store to hide from the rain, and ran into someone who also entered the store to avoid the rain because of the rain... was trying to find a part-time job. Gu Xun's poor child.

Flashed in his mind the stern figure wearing only a thin cotton-padded jacket that winter, Qi Cong's eyelashes trembled, and with a snap, a tear fell on a photo on the right side of the personal experience column.

The water stains fainted, and the figure in the suit was very elegant in the photo.

So... are they all fake?

My throat seemed to be blocked, and my body was shaking uncontrollably because of my emotions. Qi Cong held the phone tightly, his knuckles turning pale because of too much force.

He was still looking at the encyclopedia page with his eyes, but his eyes had no focus.

Gu Xun who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, Gu Xun who grew up abroad, Gu Xun who was proud of his academic background, Gu Xun who achieved dazzling achievements... Gu Xun who was born in poverty, Gu Xun who grew up in the mountains, and Gu Xun who worked hard to enter adult university , Gu Xun who is clumsy but never gives up hard work... Gu Xun who speaks softly and smiles shyly... Gu Xun who has cold eyes and indifferent tone...

Qi Cong did not cry when he knew that he had been "sleeping" for three years.

When he knew his family was bankrupt, Qi Cong did not cry.

When he saw his old and haggard parents, Qi Cong did not cry.

Although the situation is bad, he is not desperate, because everything is still hopeful. Life is not hard if everyone is still there.

Tears fell drop by drop, blurring the cold text on the phone screen, Qi Cong lowered his head, slowly wrapped his arms around him, and buried his head.

He secretly rejoiced that life kindly left him a precious place and didn’t destroy it. He felt that sooner or later he would find the lost precious place and put it back, but it turned out that the treasure he thought was from the beginning. fake.

"Am I wrong, why did Gu Xun come to this exchange meeting?"

I don't know how long it has passed. The sound of footsteps and human voices came together. Qi Cong's hands clasped his arms tightly and slowly raised his head.

"He came as a producer. I heard that he was looking for a script and was preparing to invest in a movie by himself."

"He is going behind the scenes?"

"How is it possible, he is still so young, I think he should be unwilling to be an actor and want to develop a sideline."

The phone suddenly vibrated twice, and Qi Cong bowed his head back, looking through the mottled water stains on the screen, he saw a new WeChat message lying on the notification bar.

Mum: Gumbling, I forgot to tell you that I have some of your old things taken away in my hometown in the country. Do you have what you want? If you have any, tell mom, mom will send it to you.

Qi Cong suddenly calmed down.

The phone shook again, and another message came in.

Mom: Today is the first day at work, are you still used to work? Everything is fine at home. Today, your dad got a thank you confession from a student. He was so happy that he ate half a bowl of rice.

Qi Cong slowly sat up straight, raised his hand and wiped his face, his soaked eyelashes stuck together, a little uncomfortable, he blinked.

The outside voice gradually faded away, and when it was about to disappear, a vague sentence floated over.

"Then why did Shen Jia come?"

Qi Cong turned his head to the side, then lowered his head to look at another message from Qi Yin.

Mom: Work hard, eat well. If you are not used to the environment of Beishi, you will come back. There are parents for everything.

The uncontrollable breathing slowly stabilized. After confirming that no more news would come in, Qi Cong covered the phone and wiped the phone screen back and forth on his pants. When I turned it over again, all the dirt marks on the screen had been wiped away, just like his emotions that were of no benefit to today's life.

He clicked on the message and replied to Qi Yin, "The work is going well, I will have a meeting first, and talk on the phone at night." Then he got up to arrange his clothes, opened the compartment door, and turned on the faucet in front of the washbasin. He bent down and used cold water. He slapped his face fiercely.

Finally, he straightened up and looked at the expressionless himself in the glasses, wiped the water off his face, and walked out without looking back.

His parents are waiting for him, he has no time to cry for his insignificant feelings.

…

In the venue, an old director in the industry was giving a speech on stage. Qi Cong entered the venue at the waist, looked up and quickly glanced at the location of the participants in the venue, tried to ignore the red figure sitting in the middle of the front row, found Shen Jia sitting on the right side of the third row, and walked around.

Shen Jia also saw Qi Cong and was anxious to stand up. Qi Cong hurriedly made a soothing gesture to Shen Jia, beckoning him to sit down and not disturb the people around him, and then walk around Shen Jia more quickly.

Finally the two reunited. Behind Shen Jia happened to be a corridor separated from the second half. Qi Cong squatted behind Shen Jia's chair, and whispered to Shen Jia, who was looking back, "You will pay attention to the speech first, and I will give you the rest later. Explain. Turn your head over, the media is filming in the backcourt, don't lose your mind. I see there are seats in the back row, go there and sit there and wait for you."

Shen Jia turned back obediently, but was still anxious-he saw Qi Cong's red and swollen eyes.

"Brother Sun, you—"

"I went to the back row, and I'll talk in a free time for a while."

Qi Cong patted the back of Shen Jia's chair, the cat's waist came out of the corridor, welted to the last row, and sat down in the corner. After sitting down, his gaze uncontrollably shot towards the middle of the first row, but because the seats were parallel, he only saw a row of back heads.

He tightened his lips and cast his eyes on the stage.

The old director has finished his speech and stepped down. The host came on stage, and after speaking some cross-talks, he announced loudly: "Now, please let me invite you the newcomer screenwriter who has performed extremely well on martial arts themes in the past two years and the author Shui Wuhen—Mr. Wu Heng. , I will give you a new round of speeches on the prospects of martial arts movies today. Everyone applauds and welcomes."

With applause, several invited media people who were also nestled in the back row quickly raised their cameras, and Qi Cong was stunned.

No trace of water? And... the author of Jiangwang Great God? screenwriter?

In the warm applause, a fat young man with glasses got up from the second row and took a manuscript onto the stage.

Qi Cong looked at each other, frowning slowly.

After the young man came on stage, he interacted with the host, and then the host stepped down. The young man took the microphone and introduced himself: "Hello everyone, I am the author of the novel "Chivalrous Bone" series and the screenwriter of the TV series "The Chivalrous Bone: Liu Fengyue", Wu Heng."

Qi Cong stood up for a while, and then sat back restrained with his hands clasped when several media people cast suspicious glances at his side.

"Chivalrous Bone", Liu Fengyue. That's right, this is the first script he conceived in his sophomore year and the name of the main character of the script. At that time, when he was analyzing the script of an old martial arts movie, his inspiration came out, and he grabbed a piece of paper and wrote the beginning of "Chivalrous Bone".

At that time, he was full of enthusiasm. After writing the beginning, he couldn’t help but want to show it to others and ask others’ opinions, but because he was a bit shy, he didn’t want to show his ugliness to give such an unfinished and immature work to his classmates and teachers. Look, so I went to Jiangtian.com, a martial arts novel website at the time, to register an author account and published the beginning of the condensed version of "Chivalrous Bone". Then, with this opening, I went to the internal author forum of Jiangtian website to post to the old author for advice.

At that time, he didn't understand the rules of the forum, and he didn't know that the post asking for guidance should follow a certain format. The post was deleted by the forum administrator less than ten minutes after it was posted. But fortunately, before the post was deleted, an old author who had written two martial arts novels took the initiative to reply and left his contact information, expressing his interest in his story. That person was Shui Wuhen.

For various reasons, "Chivalrous Bone" on Jiangtian.com has always remained in a state of only a simplified beginning, but in private, he and Shui Wuhen gradually became friends because of similar interests. The whole story structure of "Chivalrous Bone", he all Take it out and discuss it with Shui Wuhen.

But now his meticulously conceived "Chivalrous Bone" has become Shui Wuhen's work?

He couldn't believe it. He stared at Wu Heng who was speaking on the stage for a few seconds. He suddenly returned to his senses. He lowered his head and took out the phone from his pocket, opened the browser and searched Jiangtian.com, found the correct search result, clicked it, and then clicked in the website search box. Type the words "水无hen" in and click search.

A row of works jump out, from top to bottom, they are:

"Chivalrous"

"The End of the Bone"

"The Bone Stained in Blood"

"Chivalrous Trip"

"Battle in the Deserted City"

"Blue Blood Stains the Green Peaks"

Qi Cong's brain buzzed, and his fingers instinctively opened the top work.

A novel introduction page popped up.

After reading the introduction quickly, Qi Cong clicked into the catalog to read all the free chapters. With a loose finger, he looked up at Wu Heng on the stage again, breathing slightly.

This is obviously... his "Chivalrous Bone".

Wu Heng on the stage just finished his speech. The host came to the stage again and exchanged a few words with Wu Heng before announcing that he would enter the Q&A session, indicating that people in the audience could raise their hands to ask Wu Heng questions, limited to three.

Qi Cong's expression tightened and immediately raised his hand.

"Huh? A very surprising person raised his hand." The host smiled and looked towards the middle of the first row of the stage, with a kind tone, "Please pass the microphone to Teacher Gu Xun. May I ask. Teacher Gu Xun, are you also a reader of Teacher Wu Heng?"

Qi Cong was stunned, slowly lowered his hands, and looked at the slender figure in the first row that was slowly standing up.

Because of his back facing, he couldn't see Gu Xun's expression, he could only hear Gu Xun's very indifferent voice.

"I'm not a reader of Wu Heng." Gu Xun has one hand in his pocket and the other hand holding the microphone, speaking slowly, "I just want to ask one of my friends who read a novel, Wu Heng, that "Chivalrous Bone" is you Is the rumor based on a continuation of the beginning of a newcomer author true?"

The words came out, and everyone was shocked.

A media person sitting not far from Qi Cong directly choked out the imported water, and said in a gaffe: "What?! "Chivalrous" was written by Wu Heng continued to write about others? Where did the rumors come from?"