Day: September 3, 2021

       In the evening, Wen Jianing waited for Su Shan in the bar. Only when works were over, Su Shan finally drove him back.

       Wen Jianing found that he couldn’t calm down. As long as he had nothing to do to calm down, he would be very concerned about his current body very much. If one has to measure the gains and losses, Wen Jianing has lost money, status, identity and honor, but he has won a youth that couldn’t be exchanged for anything. However, this young body lacks the most important things for men.

       He wondered if he had done something heinous and unforgivable that he didn’t know, so God deliberately wanted to punish him and put him in this situation.

       Wen Jianing’s heart felt so confused that he only reacted when Su Shan called Ke Xinhang’s name twice in a row.

       “Huh?” Wen Jianing turned to look at Su Shan who was driving.

       Su Shan asked, “You seem to be distracted all over today. Did something happen at home?”

       Wen Jianing shook his head, “I’m fine.”

       Su Shan then stopped pestering about the problem and said, “Do you know what I tried to look for you?”

       Wen Jianing really didn’t know. He gave a vague “um” and waited for Su Shan to explain the rest.

       Su Shan said, “I helped you find someone to contact the producer of the show. They said that there will be no large-scale audition. All the contestants were determined by the director team themselves. I told them about your conditions. They looked at your photos and they were very interested. They told you to go and see first when you have time, which is equivalent to an interview.”

       “Talent…show?” Wen Jianing asked hesitantly.

       Su Shan stepped on the brakes suddenly, “Ke Xinhang, what’s the matter with you?”

       Wen Jianing felt that Su Shan was a little unhappy. He quickly picked up his messy thoughts and said sincerely to Su Shan, “I’m sorry, Shan ge, there’s something troubling me in the past two days. I feel like a little out of shape.”

       Su Shan’s attitude was a little more relaxed, “I asked you earlier, why don’t you say it?”

       Wen Jianing said, “Because it is too personal…”

       Su Shan heard this, and didn’t press him any further, and said, “If you refuse to say it, deal with it yourself. If you hadn’t begged me for so long, I wouldn’t care about you. Take advantage of it yourself.”

       Wen Jianing nodded, “Thank you Shan ge.”

       Su Shan drove him to the downstairs of Ke Xinhang’s rental housing complex. After Ke Xinhang got out of the car, Su Shan turned back and left.

       Wen Jianing stood and watched Su Shan’s car drive away. Suddenly, he had the illusion that he was acting. He seemed to be playing as a young man named Ke Xinhang. There was no NG*, and no ending. He needed to remind himself to play this role all the time.

       Back to the room where Ke Xinhang lived, Wen Jianing collapsed on the sofa. He found the TV remote control on the sofa, and then turned on the TV.

       It was already late at this time. Wen Jianing changed channels at random until he saw a channel that was playing back the previous entertainment program. It was a reporter’s interview with Lu Jinlang after the awards ceremony that day. He asked Lu Jinlang what he thought of Wen Jianing’s winning the Film Emperor award.

       As he faced the camera, Lu Jinlang said calmly, “He lives up to the expectation.”**

       The reporter asked, “Who do you think you and he deserve the award more?”

       Lu Jinlang said, “Hasn’t the Organizing Committee announced the results?”

       With that, the interview was interrupted and Lu Jinlang was escorted away.

       And what was he doing at that time? Wen Jianing recalled that he took the Film Emperor trophy. At the height of excitement, he attended the banquet after the award ceremony, interviewed by reporters, took pictures, and then drank a lot of wine….

       He raised his hand and covered his eyes. Would it not have been like this if he had not drunk so indulgently at that time?

       What is Lu Jinlang doing now? Would he treat him as a joke, and just laugh?

       Wen Jianing lay on the sofa for half an hour and got up to take a bath. He was not familiar with this house. He had to search carefully to find many things.

       When he opened the bedside drawer to find his underwear, Wen Jianing hesitated, because these old underwear were worn by the original owner, but he immediately thought that the original owner of the underwear was also this body, and there seemed to be nothing to mind. However, Ke Xinhang’s underwear were boxers, which wrap his lower part tightly. He should be afraid of being known about his physical condition.

       When he walked into the bathroom, Wen Jianing always couldn’t help but turn his head away. He didn’t want to see the incomplete parts of his body. He stood under the shower head and felt the hot water wash over his body. He suddenly held his breath and raised his head to let the hot water swept his face. He persisted until he couldn’t bear it, then he lowered his head and gasped, with one hand on the glass of the shower room.

       After he caught his breath again, Wen Jianing stretched his hand down. He just wanted to know if his body was completely abnormal. But there was no way, he couldn’t tell whether it was because of psychological effects or because his body was too tired. There was no response below. His head was also dizzy. He couldn’t feel comfortable, so he had to stop his hands, washed his body, put on his clothes and go out.

       That night, Wen Jianing thought he would be unable to sleep, but unexpectedly, he was immediately dead asleep as soon as he lay in bed. After all, he was still very young. He had a rare night of dreamless sleep until the next morning. It was almost ten o’clock when he woke up.

       Wen Jianing felt that he had not tried to sleep so deep for a long time. He sat up and sat blankly on bed for more than ten minutes before he put on his clothes and got out of bed.

       With nothing to do this morning, Wen Jianing began to look through Ke Xinhang’s belongings carefully.

       Yesterday, because he hurried out, Wen Jianing didn’t pay attention to many things. In fact, after looking carefully today, he found that Ke Xinhang had more than one electric guitar at home and a mike in front of the computer that looked valuable.

       He turned on Ke Xinhang’s computer and found a lot of music production software on the desktop, which he didn’t even know. On the computer’s hard drive, Wen Jianing found a folder containing all the songs written by Ke Xinhang himself. He also found self-playing and singing records by Ke Xinhang.

       These were not important to him. Later, Wen Jianing found several diaries in Ke Xinhang’s drawer. He took the diary and sat on the sofa, flipping through them one by one. These diaries were left by Ke Xinhang when he was still a student. He probably never wrote them again after graduation.

       However, from a few simple words, Wen Jianing learned more or less about Ke Xinhang. He was born with a disability. He had seen a doctor and was told that his condition was incurable. He was not fertile and at most could only have cosmetic surgery. Ke Xinhang grew up with an inferiority complex, but he was tenacious and competitive. He grew up in such a contradictory manner. Except for his parents and a brother, he carefully protected his secrets in front of others. After he graduated from high school, he never went to college and went out alone.

       He liked music very much and has loved it since childhood. Although his diary had been cut off since he graduated, Wen Jianing could also imagine that he must have suffered a lot when he graduated from school. He taught himself music while working and saved money to buy a guitar.

       Wen Jianing put down his diary and went to the bathroom. He looked at the beautiful young man in the mirror. He was undoubtedly crippled, but he was stubborn and not willing to take things just like that. He wanted to break into the entertainment circle, wanted to sing, wanted to release an album and had a concert. But has he ever thought about what he would face once he entered that circle? Would his physical condition be known one day, exposed by people with ulterior motives and ridiculed by people all over the world?

       He reached out and touched the eyebrows in the mirror. Wen Jianing felt that Ke Xinhang was still too young and naive.

       After he tidied up the diary, Wen Jianing continued to browse through Ke Xinhang’s computer randomly. He found the favorite web page of Ke Xinhang’s browser and found that Ke Xinhang had the habit of sorting out his weekly schedule. Now, apart from going to the bar to sing, Ke Xinhang spends most of the time writing and singing. He also sent demos to the record company. Wen Jianing didn’t know if he got any response.

       Afterwards, Wen Jianing saw that there was a webpage of a singing contest advertisement in Ke Xinhang’s favorites. After he clicked on it, Wen Jianing saw Lu Jinlang on the advertisement page at a glance.

       He was taken aback for a while, and then read the introduction in the small print on the web page, only to realize that the name was sing to soul. Lu Jinlang was invited to be the judge of the singing competition with the Chinese name of the “Voice of The Soul”.

       The organizer of the competition was the most well-known TV station in China. It was not surprising that Lu Jinlang could be invited in terms of financial resources and contacts. Except Lu Jinlang, the other three judges rank among the top ten in the domestic singing world. Lu Jinlang was the only one that was not a professional singer.

       Wen Jianing’s impression of the contest became poor instantly. He always felt that they were not serious enough. It was just an entertainment program made for publicity and ratings.

       However, Ke Xinhang obviously yearned for it. He even kept this web page deliberately, but he didn’t know whether the interview Su Shan mentioned to him before was about this contest.

       Wen Jianing planned to delete the web page. If he had the opportunity to meet Ke Xinhang, he would definitely dissuade the young man to give up his idea. There were countless costs behind the scenes of the entertainment industry. He felt that Ke Xinhang’s physical condition was really unsuitable for developing in this direction.

       But at the moment he clicked the mouse to delete it, he hesitated. He was not Ke Xinhang, so why should he make a decision for him? Now he has occupied other people’s bodies, and he didn’t know anything about where Ke Xinhang was and whether he was still in the world. Was he now in a hurry to erase the other party’s existence?

       He didn’t like singing and he could resell Ke Xinhang’s expensive guitar and microphone. He could stop going to the bar, not participating in any competitions, and then live his next life according to his own wishes.

       But what did he like? Acting? He discouraged Ke Xinhang from singing, but could he use such a body to act again? What should the future look like? How could he take this step? Wen Jianing fell into unprecedented doubts and sat in front of the computer for a long time.

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To explain the setting, xiao shou just has no fertility, but has the ability to have sex. Now he can’t do it because of psychological pressure. The original owner of the body can. Do you understand what I’m talking about… I always feel that every chapter is at risk of being locked.

I don’t know how long it will be. I actually have an outline, but I don’t have any idea about word count. I think I can write a very long outline. I might finish writing the outline all at once–

Yesterday I saw a girl saying she didn’t fatten up. I was almost happy and sent out today’s saved manuscript

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*NG (No Good) refers to a bad take or bad recording in broadcasting world

**Originally the sentence is fame follows merit. It’s a chinese idiom to tell fame will always follows those who work hard

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Ke Xinhang condition might be what you call as Penile agenesis

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       After that, Wen Jianing didn’t make any more noises until the funeral was over. When the fans offered flowers, he didn’t even come forward to see them and just stood still.

       He saw Wen Cuilan leave with the help of her husband and saw the chief executive of his company and his secretary walking past him, followed by his agent and assistant behind. In fact, he thought about it carefully before coming. He would take advantage of the end of the funeral to find his assistant in private and tell him his identity because only he and the assistant knew of many of his personal life and habits. He would surely be able to confirm his identity, and then find the agent and his mother.

       But now Wen Jianing felt completely at loss. He had become like this. His body has been cremated and buried, and it was impossible to go back. Now this person was a pure stranger to them. After all, would they believe him? Even if they did, could he continue to live as Wen Jianing? Could he go back to his villa? Continue to star in the next movie he signed? Told people all over the world that the real Wen Jianing has come back from the dead?

       Besides, he still remembered the look in Wen Cuilan’s eyes just now. He might only be regarded as a lunatic or a liar who was crazy about money, right? His life has been completely distorted.

       He didn’t know when it began to rain, and the fans in the cemetery began to leave gradually. Wen Jianing stood alone until the end, and the security guards began to look at him with unfriendly eyes and drove him away silently.

       He bowed in the direction of his grave, then turned and left slowly.

       After unwinding in the public toilet of the cemetery, Wen Jianing became even more depressed. He almost forgot about his body. Before, he thought that he might be able to return to his body and hadn’t paid much attention to the disability, but now, he felt that he might really not be able to get out of this strange fate.

       Wen Jianing sat on a small flower stand outside the public toilet, looking at the distance in a daze. After a while, he looked down at his crotch and couldn’t see anything when he put on his pants, but he didn’t even have the courage to reach out and touch it.

       Originally, although he could not be called majestic, at least he was a very normal man, but now, he was not sure whether this boy named Ke Xinhang has normal male functions. Moreover, his physical deformity may be innate.* Although he was quite tall, his skeleton was a little thin. His outline was beautiful, but his Adam’s apple was not evident. His skin was white and tender, and his body hair was sparse.

       Even going to surgery probably won’t change anything.

       Wen Jianing sat in silence for a while. As he saw that it was getting late, he planned to leave the cemetery. He stood outside the cemetery, and he couldn’t find a taxi for a while. He has not taken a bus for years, but at this time there was no other way. He walked to the next station and waited for the only bus that went all the way into the city.

       After getting on the bus, Wen Jianing suddenly found that he didn’t know where to go. When he came out of Ke Xinhang’s house, he took a taxi in a hurry. He didn’t pay attention to where he had left at the time. Now he blankly wondered how to get home by bus.

       He watched the bus drive all the way to the city. Wen Jianing began to look into Ke Xinhang’s small backpack with his head down.

       Just when he took out the phone, the phone suddenly rang. The caller ID was someone named Shan ge*.

       Wen Jianing answered the phone, “Hello”.

       There was a man’s voice on the other side of the phone. He said, “Xinhang, come to the bar to work at night. Yu Jing has asked for leave today.”

      Wen Jianing was silent and did not immediately answer.

      Shan ge asked, “What? You can’t come?”

      Wen Jianing said immediately, “No, I’ll come. How should I go there by bus?”

      Shan ge fell silent, “What’s wrong with you?”

      Wen Jianing said, “I…forgot how to get there.”

      Shan ge then said, “Take a taxi and I’ll give the address to you.”

      Then he hung up.

      Wen Jianing looked at the busy line and only knew that he was going to a bar, but he had no idea where the bar was and what its name was.

      After he put down the phone, Wen Jianing suddenly remembered something. He searched Ke Xinhang’s wallet and found a business card in it. This card left some impression when he got up in the morning and look through Ke Xinhang’s things. The name Su Shan was written on the business card. He was a bar owner. The name of the bar was Red Forest. There was a small row of detailed addresses below.

      Wen Jianing decided to go to the Red Forest first. At least he can know what kind of person Ke Xinhang was.

      It was already more than five o’clock in the afternoon when he arrived there. The bar hadn’t opened yet, but the waiter inside was already making preparations.

      Everyone who saw him greeted him kindly and called him Xinhang.

      He has been out all day since he went out in the morning. Up until now, he hadn’t eaten a mouthful of food or drank a drop of water. He was very tired and sat down in front of the bar. Wen Jianing asked the bartender, “Do you have anything to eat?”

      While wiping the glass, the bartender said, “I haven’t made any food yet, wait a minute.” With that, he went around to the back kitchen.

      He waited for ten minutes, and the kitchen staff at the back brought him seafood fried rice.

      Wen Jianing thanked him and picked up a spoon to eat fried rice.

      He thought that Ke Xinhang probably has been working in this bar for a long time, so he was close with everyone here. Even his food preference did not need to be questioned, the kitchen naturally knew.

      Before he finished his food, Wen Jianing saw a thin man coming from behind the bar, and everyone who passed by called him Shan ge.

      Wen Jianing knew that this man was Su Shan, so he nodded to him and called, “Shan ge.”

      Su Shan sat down beside Wen Jianing and asked, “Did you bring your guitar today?”

      Wen Jianing didn’t know how to answer, so he was silent for a while as a way of saying yes.

      Su Shan then asked him, “Then what are you going to sing today? Go up to sing a cappella?”

      Wen Jianing was a little surprised and looked at Su Shan.

      Su Shan thought he was a little strange and asked, “What’s the matter with you today? Something’s wrong? “

      In fact, from Su Shan’s words, Wen Jianing could conclude that Ke Xinhang’s original job was probably the resident singer of this bar. He liked to play and sing on stage with his guitar. He just felt a little surprised, but under Su Shan’s questioning, he quickly cleared up his emotion, shook his head and said, “Nothing.”

      Su Shan looked at him inexplicably and said, “Wait for me to send you back tonight, there is something to tell you.”

      Wen Jianing nodded, and said, “Okay.”

      After he finished his meal and took a break, the bar opened, and guests came one after another.

      As a resident singer, his performance didn’t officially start until eight o’clock.

      Wen Jianing was a professional actor, not a singer, but he had also sung songs on many occasions. He even had professional vocal training and appeared in musicals. He didn’t sing not because he couldn’t master the skills of singing, but because he had a bad voice and had no interest in singing itself.

      Now even when he had to suddenly sing on the stage, he won’t have stage fright. He dared to open his mouth and sing when tens of thousands of people asked him to sing a capella, let alone in the presence of such a small bar.

      But when he communicated with the bar’s band, the other party was obviously not so happy.

      Wen Jianing felt a little strange about this because he always thought Ke Xinhang was a good person to get along with. It could be seen from the attitude of other waiters in the bar. He didn’t know what friction there is between the band and Ke Xinhang and where the resistance came from.

      However, since they received the money from the bar, they would still do the work that should be done. After Wen Jianing came on stage, the band still played the accompaniment cooperatively.

      It was a pop lyric song.

      Wen Jianing himself didn’t know many songs. He was familiar with this song because it was the theme song of one of his movies. It was highly popular in the streets, and the original singer was a female singer. Another reason for choosing this song was that Ke Xinhang’s original voice was softer and clearer than that of ordinary men because of his body, which was relatively suitable for this fresh female song.

      As soon as the accompaniment started, the bartender in the bar stopped his action and said to Su Shan who sat in front of the bar, “What’s the matter with Xinhang today? Something’s wrong. “

      Wen Jianing actually didn’t know Ke Xinhang at all.

      Ke Xinhang was only cheerful and optimistic on the surface, but he was actually very cautious and sensitive. He had always had his own persistence in music. When he sang in the bar, he mostly sang his own original songs or some unpopular English songs.  Whether he was good at singing or not, his selection of songs was destined to be unpopular. Only because Su Shan has a good relationship with him, he could make his own decision.

      Because he didn’t need band accompaniment, the relationship between him and the band was not very good. Maybe they were somewhat dissatisfied with each other.

      But today, Ke Xinhang stood on the stage and sang a popular song uncharacteristically. The effect was unexpectedly good.

      Su Shan noticed that most of the guests were attracted to the performance. He also turned his head to Ke Xinhang in the stands. He felt that he was indeed a little different today.

      If he had to say something, it was probably because he has an unusual appeal today. If one only talked about singing, Wen Jianing might not be comparable to Ke Xinhang, but when it comes to stage expressiveness and appeal, even ten Ke Xinhang might not catch up with one Wen Jianing. How to integrate emotion into a song and let the audience feel it, was the same as how to embed emotion in his lines for Wen Jianing.

      The melodious and clear voice echoed with a little thought. When the song was over, the whole bar burst into applause.

      Several regulars also came to ask Su Shan what happened to the singer today.

      Su Shan smiled and shook his head.

      After the song ended, Wen Jianing sang another classic pop song from the 1990s, which was still very popular.

    At the end of the two songs, he thanked them and stepped down to rest.

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I received a lot of encouragement at the beginning, thank you very much. In particular, I remember the names of the readers who chased me one article after another. There will be some plan to feed the fan outside. Just need to have a change of mood to think of another good thing to write.

The xiao shou** balls are already pitiful enough, so don’t pay too much attention to this problem. The rhythm of the first chapter may be a little slower. Welcome to collect it up, but remember to bookmark it

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*ge = brother (a way of calling someone older than you, male in particular)

** Xiao shou = little bottom (referring to Ke Xinhang)

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       When Wen Jianing woke up, he could still feel the pain of hangover and couldn’t help but raise his hand and pressed his forehead.

       He was no longer young. The second half of this year was his 34th birthday. He wanted to maintain his appearance and figure and maintain his best state, so he didn’t allow himself to drink too much.

       But last night was different. At the Academy Awards ceremony, he won the first Film Emperor title in his life. This Film Emperor title meant a lot to him and was not just a simple affirmation of himself. But more importantly, it was because his award-winning movie was co-produced with Lu Jinlang. In the movie ‘Duel’ in which he co-starred with Lu Jinlang, he defeated Lu Jinlang, who was nominated for the best actor with him and won the golden villain’s trophy. 

       Many media like to hype Lu Jinlang as the enemy in his life, but to him, it wasn’t just mere hype. He did regard Lu Jinlang as his enemy, and that enemy had won over him twice when they were nominated at the same time. This was the first time he turned his defeat into victory over his opponent. He believed that this would continue in the future. After all, he was only 34 years old. As an actor, he was still very young.

         When Wen Jianing opened his eyes, his head went blank for a moment. He was puzzled because he was not in his room. It was reasonable to say that even if he was drunk and unconscious, his assistant would take him home and let him rest on his bed. But this was obviously not his home.

       The room was narrow and dark. It was a small apartment. He sat up and found that the bedroom and living room were open, but there was a partition between the bed and the door.

       This was not his house. For a moment, he suspected that this was his assistant’s home. He looked down at himself. His upper body was naked and his lower body was wearing a pair of pyjamas. Of course, it was not his pyjamas. Moreover, he felt that his line of sight was a little strange and he couldn’t figure out why.

      He could see at a glance that he was alone. There was no one in the house.

       Wen Jianing walked into the bathroom to wash his face. When he was standing in front of the bathroom mirror, he opened his eyes in astonishment and could no longer maintain his calm mood.

       The person in the mirror was not him at all.

       Wen Jianing was an elegant and handsome man. The media liked to describe him as a handsome young man, but the reflection in the mirror was a younger man, much younger than he should be. His whole face was beautiful and full of youth. When he saw the surprised expression of the man in the mirror, he was convinced that he had really become the man in the reflection.

    He then suddenly knew why he felt that his line of sight was wrong, because not only his face had changed but also his body. Now his body screams youth. His figure was also very good. He was even thinner and taller than Wen Jianing himself. You could say it matched well with the face in the reflection.

       But no matter how well it matched, these features did not belong to Wen Jianing. He stood frozen in front of the mirror for a long time.

       Wen Jianing’s train of thought suddenly went wild. Like the plot of a thriller movie, maybe he met someone and those people operated on him, changed his face and then left him in a strange room to wake up and lose himself. What about the original him? Maybe someone else took over his identity and continued to live a life belonging to Wen Jianing?

       These messy thoughts resurfaced in his mind as he rushed out of the bathroom and began to look for a backpack left beside the bed. He found a wallet, ID and bank card in it. The photo on the document was the photo of his face now. His name was Ke Xinhang, and he had just turned 20 this year.

      He continued to look around the house, including cabinets, drawers, and the phone on the table. There were countless pieces of evidence that the owner of this house points to the young man called Ke Xinhang. Ke Xinhang looks exactly the same as he looks today. He randomly found a set of clothes in the closet and put it on. It was a perfect fit.

       Wen Jianing was not sure what had happened. He began to have an idea that was more terrible and ridiculous than someone changing his face, but whether that idea was right or not, he had to go out and do something. He needed to prove his existence.

       After he changed clothes and packed up, Wen Jianing went to the bathroom. This was the first time he tried to urinate after getting up in the morning. He was standing in front of the toilet and unzipping his pants when he discovered something terrible. At that moment, his forehead was covered with a dense cold sweat, which was even worse than the blow he received when he first woke up.

       He was in a hurry when he took off his pyjamas before. Now he noticed that his body was incomplete. His genitalia was incomplete, he has no testicles, and that thing was very small, just like a child’s. He wasn’t intersex but he was just born with a crippled body.

       Wen Jianing took two steps back and hit the washing machine with his back. His face was a little pale. For a man, there was no greater shock than this.

       After he stood there for a long time, Wen Jianing went to urinate. He then put on his pants and walked out. He have to find his own body and figure out what was going on.

       Wen Jianing hurried out the door and stood by the roadside to take a taxi. At the same time, he dialled his number. He heard a reply that it was turned off. He took his cell phone and pressed it randomly, and found that he couldn’t remember the phone numbers of his agent and assistant. Those were always on his phone, and he never once thought of memorizing them.

       He got inside the taxi in a hurry and gave the address of the garden house where he lived to the driver. He planned to go home first.

       The taxi driver was listening to some entertainment news on the radio. The female announcer said in a regretful voice, “Today is the burial day of the movie star, Wen Jianing. Wen Jianing died suddenly due to excessive drinking at the age of 34, the next day after he had just won the Academy Award. He had starred in nearly 20 films since his debut. Because of his superb acting skills and professional attitude, he was deeply loved by fans and friends. Today, he will be buried in Xiangyunshan Cemetery. Many fans spontaneously coordinated to say goodbye…”

       Later, the female voice continued to introduce Wen Jianing’s life and movies, but Wen Jianing himself was no longer listening.

      He repeated it over and over again in his head, “Today is the burial day of the movie star, Wen Jianing. Wen Jianing died suddenly due to excessive drinking at the age of 34, the next day after he had just won the Academy Award.” and his whole body was stunned.

       He died? And not only that, but he had been dead for so many days already, and was going to be buried today?

       Wen Jianing took out the phone from his pocket in disbelief. He subconsciously thought that today was the second day of the awards ceremony, but it didn’t even occur to him to check the date on his phone. He pressed the screen with a trembling hand and found out that six days had passed since the awards ceremony. In other words, if he died suddenly because of drinking, it was indeed almost time to be buried today.

       This was not a joke. Wen Jianing may really be dead.

       He leaned back on the back of the chair without strength, and then was brought back to his senses by the sound of a horn outside. Wen Jianing looked blankly out of the window and then said to the driver, “Mister, please go to Xiangyunshan Cemetry.”

       Today, many people came to Xiangyunshan Cemetery, including Wen Jianing’s relatives and friends, as well as the fans who came spontaneously. In order to maintain the order at the scene, they even sent out security guards to block the fans and reporters where Wen Jianing was being buried. However, in order to thank the fans, Wen Jianing’s mother and the agency agreed to let the fans line up for flowers after the funeral.

       At this time, Wen Jianing was standing in the line for fans, some of whom he even knew, because every time he had any activities, these girls would be there.

       One of the girls was crying so hard that she could hardly make a sound. She leaned reluctantly against the other person besides her to breathe.

       Wen Jianing’s cemetery was so large that it could even be called luxurious. It was surrounded by lush and vibrant green grass. At this time, there are many big figures in the entertainment industry standing in that meadow. Most of them wore solemn clothes and held white flowers in their hands.

       Among them was a tall, white man. He was holding a crestfallen woman. The woman looked like she was in her fifties. That woman was Wen Jianing’s mother, Ms. Wen Cuilan. Wen Jianing’s father had passed away a long time ago. His mother married the Canadian next to her five years ago and now lives abroad all year round.

       When Wen Cuilan personally put Wen Jianing’s urn into the cemetery, she was so grief-stricken that she almost fainted.

       When he saw this scene, Wen Jianing couldn’t restrain his emotions and ended up shouting, “Mom!”

       Originally, the atmosphere at the scene was quiet and solemn but Wen Jianing’s shout immediately attracted everyone’s attention, including Wen Cuilan. But of course, no one would think he was calling Wen Cuilan, because Wen Cuilan herself soon turned around and stopped looking at him.

       Only the security guard who maintained order came over and warned him not to make any loud noises.

       Wen Jianing then held back his emotions, did not let himself lose his mind, and apologized to the security guard.

       The ceremony continued step by step. Wen Jianing stood desperately on the spot, watching his urn being buried, and then the guests present came up to him one by one to offer him flowers.

       At this time, Wen Jianing saw Lu Jinlang among the people who offered flowers.

       After so many years of debut, Lu Jinlang was probably the one who has been compared with Wen Jianing the most. Lu Jinlang was 32 years old this year, two years younger than Wen Jianing. However, he has won the Best Actor of the Academy Awards twice, and Wen Jianing was only nominated both times.

       In fact, Wen Jianing and Lu Jinlang were not close with one another in private. His impression of Lu Jinlang was that he had always been a cold and steady character. His appearance was very outstanding and his acting skills were excellent. Famous director Zhang Qi once said in front of the media that there was no role that Lu Jinlang couldn’t play. Wen Jianing was a little unconvinced. He carefully studied Lu Jinlang’s performance and found that it was indeed flawless, but this did not mean that he was convinced. From the bottom of his heart, Wen Jianing has been competing with Lu Jinlang.

       But Wen Jianing didn’t know what Lu Jinlang was thinking. There were too few personal contacts between the two. Wen Jianing once heard that Lu Jinlang’s backup was very powerful, but he still didn’t know how powerful it was.

       Lu Jinlang took off the sunglasses from his face when he offered flowers. There was no emotion on his face. He placed the flowers in front of the tombstone and reached out to gently brush away the petals blocking Wen Jianing’s photos. Then he got up and held Wen Cuilan’s hand and said something in a low voice. Wen Jianing guessed that it was nothing more than words of comfort and condolences. 

       After that, Lu Jinlang put on his sunglasses and walked outside. The reporter’s camera began to flash wildly at him. His pace was not hasty or slow, just like his usual steady character, but when he passed by in front of Wen Jianing, he turned his head in his direction.

       Because he was wearing sunglasses, Wen Jianing wasn’t sure if his eyes were on him.

       Then Lu Jinlang left first.

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Update (21-04-22)
I will be redoing this novel as in re-editing this in my own pace to enhance reader’s experience in reading this