Lan Li tried to calm herself down, but her body was constantly protesting, the throbbing of his head, the screaming of his ears, the soreness of muscles, the coldness of his stomach... the feeling of sourness was everywhere; lying down well On the sofa, I felt that the cushion was turning into a pool of icy mud, bit by bit swallowing his body. The cold and slippery went down the pores into the blood, piercing the bones sharply, but he couldn't even lift it. Strive to resist.

He knew that he was out of control, but he was unable to stop it. After barely suppressing the nameless fire, it swept through again and burned all his sanity.

"If it's about the Oscars, then I can tell you that I don't plan to attend."

Before he could react rationally, the words uttered impulsively. Even Lan Li didn't understand how this sentence came out. Why did he mention Oscar suddenly? Why didn't you plan to attend all of a sudden?

"What?" Andy was a little confused. This sudden situation really caught him off guard. After all the battles, the voice of consternation still blurted out. But the gaffe was only for a moment. Andy took a deep breath and calmed himself down again. Then he spoke again and asked calmly, "Lan Li, what happened? Why did you suddenly decide not to attend?"

"Hey." Lan Li's mouth overflowed with a mocking sneer. He slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Andy. A faint sneer and contempt flashed through his eyes, "I thought you were because of my health. I made a special trip to Seattle. Why, now that I heard that I will not be attending the Oscars, I suddenly panicked?"

In the face of Lan Li’s full firepower, although Andy’s mouth still has a shallow arc, but there is no smile at the bottom of his eyes, "Lan Li, I think you need to rest for a while, and wait for you to relax. , Let's talk slowly."

Andy realized that Lanli was in a state of wind, like a volcanic eruption, and whoever hits it will be unlucky. He didn't understand what was going on. Since he had known Lan Li for so long, he had never seen such a gaffe in Lan Li.

Compared with anti-anger, Lan Li's calm and wise temperament has disappeared now. It seems that he has become more approachable, but it also seems to have become more common and simple. This is the strangest part.

"Now you are willing to let me rest again?" Instead, Lan Li sat up and stared at Andy. The dark brown eyes were not covered. All the emotions were clear at a glance, but it was just a mess, as if invisible. The ball of yarn at the end of the thread, "Do I want me to rest, or do I want me to participate in the Oscars?"

Lanly's aggressiveness, Andy refused to respond positively, not because he couldn't refute, but because he understood that any refutation was only intensifying the situation. Lan Li made it clear that he wanted to quarrel, he was provoking a war. Such a blue gift is really incomprehensible.

"I don't see the meaning of attending the Oscars." Andy did not respond, but Lanly did not intend to stop there. The anger flowing in his chest was continuously gushing out, like a ball of flame, bringing all reason and all Control, all suppressions are burned out. "I am like a monkey in a circus, showing it in front of everyone, and then everyone comes to watch, have fun, and tease!"

"We all know that the best actor is Colin Firth, and the best actress is Natalie Portman. This is already fixed, and all the other nominees are just running with us. Arrived at the scene, and then said the words of blessing against my will. Jesus-damn-Christ, I don't want to bless them at all, okay? Every nominee wants to win a prize. Those who say they don't want to win a prize, It's just hypocritical nonsense!"

Lan Li's face was flushed abnormally, and his entire face suddenly became ruddy, but the fresh and drenching color more and more brought out the paleness of the lips and the depression of the eyes.

Andy didn't want to respond, but after all he didn't hold back, "If you want to win a prize in the future, then you must be there!" He also noticed the abnormal expression of Lan Li's face, which looked too abnormal, and he couldn't help it. He gave Nathan a wink and motioned for Nathan to call the doctor, but Nathan was stunned. There was no response for a while, and Andy's calm could not be disturbed.

"No, I don't want it." Lan Li waved his hand nonchalantly, shook his head, and then leaned back heavily and sank into the cushion of the sofa, "I can't see the meaning of it."

"Its significance is that you can get your own recognition, and then build your career as an actor according to your own ideas." Andy reluctantly resisted the anxiety, persuading step by step for the camp, "In this world, full of There are countless rules. We cannot be bound by rules. Only by breaking the rules can we have freedom. But before breaking through, we must adapt to the rules, learn to use them, and then break them. Those rebels who ignore the rules, They are often martyrs."

"The ordinary people who do nothing in society, the ordinary people who have lost their edges and corners and their personality, and those ordinary people who succumb to life without accomplishing anything. They all told themselves." Lan Li can be said to be full of firepower, ridicule, and ridicule. Contempt, ridicule, ridicule, contempt, all eighteen martial arts are in battle.

Then, Lanly paused for a moment, looked at Andy seriously, and emphasized again, "No, I won't be there."

Originally, this was just a thought, a thought that came out of thin air, but now this thought grows bit by bit, and then uncontrollably occupies all of his head: he doesn't want to attend the Oscars.

In the face of cancer, he couldn't see the meaning of Oscar. Compared with life and death, compared with the meaning of life, a little golden man is just a drop in the ocean. He should pursue a greater ideal, truly find his own meaning on the road of life, and put aside the luxury and desire of Vanity Fair.

In front of the performance, he could not see the meaning of Oscars. These are just awards voted by a group of specific races, specific genders, and specific groups of people, just like a presidential election. This is a game, a game controlled by a few people. For example, the Weinstein brothers.

He is an actor, not a star. He doesn't want to give up his persistence for a show.

"I'm shooting, and the crew can't stop just because I'm alone." Lan Li's thoughts suddenly became clear. In the chaos, his only conviction unswervingly guided him to sprint forward.

"We are now in a very good state. Once interrupted, no one knows what will happen. Next, I will shoot the scene where I shave my hair. The whole crew is looking forward to it, and we do it all. Well prepared. So, I will not attend the Oscars, and I will not go to Los Angeles for a circus show."

Lan Li's words were so firm, with a rough and brutal sharpness, he sprinted over unstoppably, which made Andy froze in place, he could retort, but he saw Lan Li's eyes. Li's look, but his words got stuck in his throat.

This is the first time Andy has seen Lan Li's soul so clearly.

Hot and crazy, pure and sincere, bright and clear, the madness that is desperate for performance, the inextricable concentration that is immersed in the performance, the firmness that shines through the performance because of the performance, is presented without any cover, It makes people unable to move their eyes, and also makes the language lose its color.

But this light was just a burst of light for an instant, and then Lan Li covered his mouth, ran to the bathroom in a panic, threw the door panel hard, and closed it heavily, the whole door panel groaning in pain.

Unknown, Andy looked at Nathan anxiously, but Nathan was also at a loss-Renly had never had such symptoms before today, and only Will and Seth knew about the episode of the afternoon.

The two ran to the bathroom in a panic. Before knocking on the door, there was a violent vomiting sound, and the river was overwhelmed. Even through the door panel, you could clearly feel the exhaustion and the pain of tearing. The weak voice burst out to the extreme, hot, but cold.

It turns out that the pain is so real and concrete.

Even Andy couldn't bear it, avoiding his eyes embarrassedly, and couldn't bear to listen any more, let alone Nathan. Andy knew that Lanly's situation was terrible, visible to the naked eye, but the real situation was far beyond imagination. A thin door seemed to separate the two worlds, and the end of that side was hell.

He quickly turned and left. Andy took out his cell phone and immediately dialed the phone number. Through a series of personal connections, he contacted a local personal doctor in Seattle and asked him to come right away.

After all this was done~lightnovelpub.net~ Andy returned to the bathroom door again, but inside was quiet, there was no sound. He raised his head and looked at Nathan, but only saw an anxious look and a blank look-he was also anxious, and actually forgot. Nathan was locked out of the door like him, naturally unable to know what was inside. Happening.

Taking a deep breath, Andy forced himself to calm down.

The performance of today's blue gift is too abnormal. To be more precise, the blue gift of the past two weeks has not been normal. Because of the busyness, Andy just contacted Nathan every day, and didn't pay attention to Lan Li's situation every day, so today's contrast is particularly obvious, as if a sharp turn of 180 degrees has come.

Andy has a bad feeling in his heart.

The bathroom door was opened, and Andy saw Lan Li in front of him. The wet short hair could be seen. He had simply cleaned and taken care of it just now, so he didn't feel the vomiting embarrassment, but The pale cheeks whose blood faded completely again, as well as the weakness and fatigue between the eyebrows, hinted that things were not that simple.

Andy suddenly regretted it. If he hadn't introduced the work "Anti-Cancer Me" to Lan Li, wouldn't Lan Li be in such a predicament?