The audition was in a small, dilapidated building in the east of the city, which had been reconstructed according to the original design. The stairs were steep and narrow. Gloomy light came through the dirty and broken windows. It was dull and depressing. David has read the screenplay for \"Ferry\" five or six times. He knew it by heart. He has not had a chance to perform such a big scene for a long time, and so he was a little nervous. Sam Wen had gone home, but Michael still insisted on having rough sex with David every day. Last night, David\'s legs trembled after Michael had his way with him. Today, this works well for him, since his mood matched that of the character he was playing. The protagonist of the novel was also living a desperate existence. In order to maintain this mood, he didn\'t speak until the audition. However he didn\'t expect to see Michael Sheng and Sam Wen sitting next to director Warren Ji when he went in for the audition.
When Michael came in, David was choking Sam. He pushed David away and held Sam Wen in his arms. He yelled at David, \"You fucking moron, do you have any idea what you’ve done? Low life scum. Filth like you belong in the gutter. I really shouldn\'t have brought you back.\" Hearing this, David looked up at Michael. His anger and disgust could not be disguised, so naked. For a moment, David felt like he had been stripped naked and thrown out to the street. Low-life scum. Sam Wen’s words had stung more. \"Maybe your slut of a mother had seduced Mr. Sheng...\" If it\'s true, then Michael could be his brother. He felt nauseous. Coughing heavily, Sam Wen pulled Michael closer.\"I\'m fine.\" \"Your throat is hoarse. Stop talking!\" Michael picked Sam up and said softly, \"I\'ll take you to the hospital.\" Michael comforted Sam Wen and said to David with a cold face, \"This cannot happen again.\" \"Fuck you.\"
David was lying on the bathroom floor, looking at the dim light above, thinking about how tired he was of living. But grandma\'s still here. He couldn’t leave her. Besides, Paul is still alive. When he went out from the bathroom while leaning on the wall, Annie grabbed him.\"What\'s the matter? Director Ji has just told me that he can\'t pick you. Today\'s audition went so well, everybody agreed that you were the best actor!\" Annie noticed his injuries. \"What happened to your face?\" David shook his head.\"It\'s nothing. I fell. It was an accident.\" Annie He could tell, after seeing Michael holding Sam Wen just now, that something had happened. \"Forget it. If you can\'t get this role, we’ll find you another one.\" David\'s vision was very blurry now, but he was not uncomfortable. He had gotten used to losing his vision many years ago. David declined Annie’s offer.\"Forget it, I\'m not going to be able to act now!\" \"
\"You will do anything for money.\" Sometimes Michael wanted to open David\'s chest to see if he had a heart.\"Haven’t you known that for a long time?\" David smiled indifferently. Everyday, it cost ten thousand to keep his grandmother in the hospital. The hospital makes three hundred thousand off of her and she doesn’t even make a sound. Last night, the old lady went into the emergency room again, and Mark Lao had lent him two hundred thousand yuan. \"David, we didn’t have to make an agreement the old-fashioned way. It\'s just that for so many years, you have been the muse in my heart. You’re the reason why I began to think about making movies. I wanted to make movies with you someday.\" \"What I said that day, just act as if I hadn’t said them. I\'ll lend you the money and you can pay it back when you can. As for the movie, I know you don\'t like it. Forget it.\" Seeing Mark pretending not to be sad, though he obviously was, David’s hear
Running into them in the hospital was totally unexpected. Knowing him, David knew Michael would definitely use this incident to threaten him. But his grandmother’s life is on the line. David squatted on the edge of the flowerbed in the hospital, with a pile of cigarette butts scattered around his feet. He narrowed his eyes, trying to focus on the dim yellow street lamp. However, David didn\'t expect that Michael wouldn\'t trouble him, but Sam found out for himself. As soon as he came out of the old lady\'s doctor\'s office, Sam Wen stopped him. \"David, let\'s talk.\" Sam Wen is handsome and famous. David didn\'t want to talk, but he was afraid that Sam would lead the reporters to the hospital and so he agreed. Sam drove them to a very private coffee shop. He had reserved the entire second floor. He was very rich. As soon as they sat down, Sam Wen went straight to the point, \"I\'ll find the best doctor for your old lady
David quickly regained his composure.\"You know I didn’t come to meet you empty handed?\" David shakes the mobile phone in his hand and grins, \"I’m way past my prime, but you’re at the height of your career. You’re the darling of the media. They only have good things to say about you.\" \"Are you planning to blackmail me?\" \"Oh, don’t worry. It’s just a little insurance, to make sure you don’t do anything stupid.\" Sam\'s face had gone white, then red. He just had to laugh. David turned and walked away. When he got back to the hospital, the old lady had just woken up.\"David, let\'s go home.\" \"Grandma.\" With tears in her eyes, the old lady shivered and stretched out her hand full of pinholes. David held it. \"David, this hospital is too expensive! Grandma can\'t bear to let you work so hard!\" \"Grandma, this money is nothing to me. I don’t even work that much, can’t you see? I stay here as much as
It’s been three days since he parted ways with Michael. Mark Lao and David Yu were discussing the new screenplay. They got along pretty well, and many of their ideas were similar. Time went by so fast. By the time Mark Lao realized it, it was already eleven o\'clock at night. David was tired. His eyes were painful and dry, and he could hardly see anything. He turned to Mark Lao, \"will you do me a favor, pass me the eye drops from the table.\" Mark went to get the eye drops.\"Lie down, I\'ll help you.\" Before Mark Lao had finished putting eye drops on him, Michael\'s voice boomed from the door, \"What are you doing?\" Michael looks at David\'s red eyes and the water stains around his eyes. \"Did you sleep with him?\" Mark Lao wanted to explain that he was just putting drops on his eyes. Instead he shook his head and denied any wrongdoing. \"We didn\'t do anything.\" Even if they didn\'t do anything, he was angry at the t
When someone knocked at his door, David was alarmed, thinking it was Michael\'s fiance. She had come to meet her husband’s former lover. It turned out that it was just Sam. \"David, why are you still alive?\" David just had to roll his eyes. He put on his clothes, covered the traces left by Michael, and said lazily, \"I\'m sorry to disappoint you!\" “But not for much longer.” Sam slowly went to the bedside, approached David, and said in an excited voice, \"Paul is back. I heard that he still thinks about you.\" David doesn\'t understand why Sam keeps up this game, threatening him for no reason. He sometimes wonders if Sam has mental health problems, and cannot help but feel a tinge of sympathy for this young man. Sam was visibly resentful. Though he clearly was the one who had been with Michael through the past five years, still Michael’s heart didn’t belong to him. Michael can be truly his, only when David is dead.