NABC Chapter 321 Rashomon's Answer
Chapter 321 Rashomon's Answer
Chapter 321 Rashomon's Answer
The left hand knew that Ali was back, so he knocked on Ali's door.
Ali lay on the bed and watched the door being knocked, he turned his head immediately, he didn't want to bother about A Fen's affairs.
Hear the cry from the other side of the door,
"Left hand~"
"Left hand..."
Ali got up and went to open the door, only to see his left hand standing at the door.
With a classic crooked smile on his left hand, he opened his hands slightly and said to Ali with a smile,
"You're back."
"came back."
He hugged Ali with his left hand. He saw that the door had been pried open. He touched the lock with his hand and said,
"what happened?"
"It's all right."
Ali doesn't want to talk about this matter, he doesn't want to think about A Fen now, talking about this matter, he has no choice but to exhaust him physically and mentally.
powerlessness...
He seemed to be unable to heal his guilt no matter what he did.
Being undercover isn't a reason, hmm.
Seeing Ali's lack of energy with his left hand, he embraced Ali and said,
"what happened to you?"
"Why does it seem that you have no spirit?"
Ali didn't talk about Lin Kun or A Fen, he just sat on the chair and said,
"I'm a little tired these days."
"Well, I thought it was because of Ah Fen."
"Ah Fen?"
"That's right, didn't the pendulum hit Ale that day, and he asked something."
"what?"
Ali leaned forward a little, he wanted to keep a distance from anyone, he was afraid of touching others.
It's just that he can't worry about it at all, and he can't worry about many things.
He wants to be in contact with people, and he doesn't want to be in contact with people...
Contradictory but not contradictory.
He didn't know what to do, he was delighted when the left hand came to the door, and at the same time, the identities of the two made him want to keep a distance from the left hand.
It's not because of thieves or soldiers...
Ali does not hope that one day he will hurt his left hand.
He pursed his mouth with his left hand, he seemed to speak a little faster just now,
It is impossible for him to take care of Jingjing now, and Ah Fen can't take care of Jingjing either. He thinks that Ali can help.
"No."
"Left hand, what. I'm even more curious."
"Nothing."
"When I'm a friend, then tell me."
Hearing Ali's words in his left hand, he settled down. He didn't know whether it would be good or bad if he said it.
Left hand thought for a long time...
He looked at Ali, and Ali also looked at him. Ali was waiting for the answer from his left hand, what did Ali say to him that day.
With his left hand meeting Ali's eyes, he looked a little at a loss,
He lit a cigarette for a while, and he exhaled and told Ali,
"We and Liansheng hate sugar the most, and we also hate fellow daoists..."
"When pendulum was beating Ah Le, he shouted: Let you xd, let you xd~"
"Ale covered his head and shouted for injustice. He said something."
His left hand paused. He didn't want Ali to have any prejudice against A Fen. He hoped that Ali could help A Fen's family, but A Li said so,
"Um…"
"He said that he didn't want to. Ah Fen coaxed him to smoke. When I met her, she was already addicted."
"He said he kept persuading A Fen to quit, but A Fen said he couldn't quit, and wanted to prove it himself."
"result…"
"It's because he really can't quit, that's why he made it like this."
He took a deep breath with his left hand, and after he glanced at Ali, he smoked a cigarette and looked at his feet and said,
"I asked."
"A Fen was hit on the thigh, and Ah Le was hit on the arm."
"The blood vessels have shrunk, so it can't hit the arm, so Ah Fen is in front of Ah Le, and Ah Le's words are true."
Ali's pupils shrank, and he put his hand on his forehead and propped it on the table.
"... "
Time is flowing, but the time of Zuo Shou and Ali seems to be stagnant.
...
Mong Kok, Silver Raise Film Company
Lin Zishe returned to the company in Mong Kok, and it was Ah Jiu who picked him up. Lin Zishe looked at the busy publishing department and Wang Jiawei who was doing nothing.
He patted Wang Jiawei on the shoulder, and he said to Wang Jiawei with a smile,
"You look bored, do you want to make a movie?"
Wang Jiawei was patted on the shoulder by Lin Zishe, his body trembled, he looked up and saw that it was Lin Zishe,
"Lin Sheng, come back to the company~"
"filming?"
Lin Zishe nodded, looked at Wang Jiawei and said with a smile,
"Xiao Wang, I am very optimistic about you."
"... "
Wang Jiawei didn't say a word, the club's filmmaking is nothing more than that: money laundering.
Wang Jiawei is indeed interested in making movies, and he has already signed a contract. If he has always been a screenwriter, it may not be so good.
He secretly glanced at Lin Zishe, but...
He is now working for the well-known He Liansheng. If the filming is not good, he may become Finding Nemo, always struggling to move around on the bottom of the sea.
Wang Jiawei took a deep breath, he thought about it, he also knew a friend, he believed in his shooting,
"Well, I have a friend to recommend."
"Okay~ Our company needs some talents..."
When Wang Jiawei heard Lin Zishe's words, he felt that he had cheated his friend. He met Lin Zishe's smiling smile and shook his head quickly.
"Not yet, I'll wait..."
"Ok?"
Lin Zishe's face became unfriendly, he really likes the movies made by Wang Jiawei.
Wang Jiawei watched Lin Zishe's face change, he immediately straightened his body,
"I shoot!"
"It's okay to be afraid~ Now the company needs to make more movies."
Wang Jiawei's ears directly converted Lin Zishe's words...
Now the company needs money laundering a lot, and you, a screenwriter who doesn't know anything, need to come on stage. If you can't get much money from laundering, I will take you to the bottom of the sea to take a bath.
Wang Jiawei: "..."
Lin Zishe didn't know what Wang Jiawei was thinking, he heard that Wang Jiawei was going to make a movie,
"When the time comes, show me the script. I think there is no problem, and you can start filming."
"Yes, Lin Sheng."
When Lin Zishe walked into the office, Li Li held that wretched look. He followed Lin Zishe's nodding movements, which looked like a job for Grandpa Turtle.
"let me see."
"Lin Sheng, everything is ready. We followed the script throughout the filming. Lin Sheng watched it last time, and everyone laughed happily."
Lin Zishe touched his chin, he turned to look at Li Lichi and said,
"The last time I remember watching a movie, I didn't seem to laugh."
"... "
Li Lichi thought about it for a while, and it seemed that this was really the case. He seemed to be trying to touch his hands, and said to Lin Zishe with a smile,
"But you have a very high opinion of the movie."
"It seems to be normal..."
Li Lichi wanted to find reasons to shirk after the film failed, but Lin Zishe dismissed them one by one. What should he do, he can only pray to God to give him a chance.
Lin Zishe twisted his neck, looked at Li Lichi and said,
"Stop talking so much, hurry up and make the next movie."
"The next one?"
Li Lichi was overjoyed when he heard Lin Zishe's words, which meant that Lin Zishe would not kill him, otherwise who would shoot half of the filming...
Lin Zishe nodded, looked at Li Lichi and said,
"The next movie is Bodyguard~"
"Bodyguards are very popular recently. There are many people around me who have bodyguards."
"... "
Li Lichi wiped the sweat from his brow. Are you talking about bodyguards or horse boys? Lin Sheng, if you say that, I will not be able to recognize him.
"Yes, Lin Sheng."
"Well, help me find some people, the image should be funny, show me."
Lin Zishe exhaled, there are no three Xu brothers in this world, so it would be a bit troublesome, so we can only try one by one.
Lin Zishe planned to tell Wang Jiawei some jokes about the story, and asked Wang Jiawei to make the movie out.
(End of this chapter)