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Chapter 441 Extra Volume 2: Xia Houyuan's High School

If you starred in a movie at the age of 13 and won the honor of international best actor at the age of 14, would you be called a genius?

Probably can't imagine any reason why it wouldn't.

When Xia Houyuan took home the best actor trophy at the Venice International Film Festival at the age of 14, he never thought that he would be dubbed "Zhong Yong" one day.

Hu Zhongyong, the talent of youth, when he grows up, he disappears from everyone.

At the age of 17, he was studying and filming at the same time, but he was no longer brilliant.It's not that he won't win the award, it's that his plays can no longer reproduce the aura that almost overflowed the screen back then.

The media said that he was a flash in the pan, and the director said that he was full of ambition and went downhill.

In short, among those who once had unlimited expectations of him, no one said anything good about him.

Not even encouragement.

Because, he became a facial paralysis, a facial paralysis who hardly dared to move in front of the camera.

Isn't it a kind of irony that the actor has become facial paralyzed?

When Xia Houyuan was 16 years old, he thought that he must return to the top, but when he was 17 years old, he gave up.Because he can no longer perform in front of the camera.He developed a sense of dread.The feeling of being like a fish in water is gone, only full of fear, the fear that arises in vain when facing the camera.

"You are not like Xia Houyuan. Even if he gets a zero score in the college entrance examination, he will still have enough to eat." The math teacher stood on the podium and reprimanded the group of disobedient students in the classroom. Angry, obviously annoyed at those students who didn't attend the class, she stared at the audience and said: "You have ordinary family background, ordinary looks, ordinary personality, and ordinary IQ. Tell me, if you don't study hard, what are you going to do in the future?"

The teacher is earnest, but the students are too lazy to take it seriously.

It is the age when you are still young, and you can't wait to squander all your time. How can you be willing to stay at a desk to waste the good time.

Xia Houyuan, who was used by the math teacher as an example, lowered his head, neither looked up at the blackboard, nor turned his head to look out the window, but just looked at the book expressionlessly.

He didn't know what expression to show.Should I smile, or should I be as indifferent as other students.He only felt a strong sadness in his heart.At school, in this ordinary high school, teachers and students all regard him as a star, and he is not an ordinary star, but a star who has won an international best actor.Even the headmaster was very polite when he saw him.This is an ivory tower that doesn't know how cruel the outside world is to a star.Xia Houyuan is already dead, he is already Zhong Yong, a poor man who can't perform anything!

But the people in the school don't bother to listen to him.

In their eyes, no matter how bad he is, he is still a star.

Xia Houyuan laughed at himself, is there such a poor star as him?

He came from an ordinary family, and after he got the Best Actor back, because of the age limit, he only played a few soy sauces in some movies and got paid, and the next two tailor-made movies for him all hit the street collectively.After that, he couldn't act anymore, no company was willing to tailor-made for him, and no director was willing to ask him to be the leading role, not even a supporting role.He started to become a "hooligan" in the film industry, relying on the title of actor, playing roles and earning some money.

It's embarrassing.

After school, Xia Houyuan walked slowly towards the school gate with his head down and his schoolbag on his back.The setting sun sprinkled down, illuminating the campus particularly movingly.He looked back at the teaching building, it was not too high, it was square and old, there were yellow marks on the tiles, the shadow of the setting sun made it look a little old, and there were many students still in the corridor Playing around.

The setting sun shone on his side face, outlining a slightly quiet and melancholy silhouette.

There are many boys on the basketball court playing basketball with sweat, and the smiles on their faces are pure and clear.There were also many students who went home together, and the smiles on their faces were as clean as shirts drying on the roof.Light and shadow cannot leave any traces on them.They grow slowly, but are always vigorous because of it.

Xia Houyuan sometimes wondered if he was getting old early.

He is not short, but he habitually walks with his head down.

The pair of white sneakers on my feet have been worn for a year, and I can't even brush them back to the pure white.

The school uniform is a bit too big for him, and it feels empty. When the wind blows, there will always be a big, big bag on the back.

Xia Houyuan raised his head and squinted his eyes. It's a bit windy today.

The home is not far from the school, and he can walk back for about 10 minutes.However, he doesn't really want to go home, and sometimes he will walk slowly on the road for four or ten minutes before returning home.He didn't really want to face the atmosphere in his own home.

It would be unfortunate for any family to encounter a child like themselves.

After a moment of glory, endless disappointment.

Thinking of his mother's occasional sad eyes, Xia Houyuan couldn't help biting the corner of his mouth.

He kicked the stone in front of his feet, the stone rolled forward slowly, and then stopped.

He kicked again, and the stone rolled slowly forward again, and then continued to stop.

But this time, Shizi stopped when he touched a pair of black suede sneakers.

Xia Houyuan raised his head in surprise, but saw a boy with dark skin.

The boy is thin, like a monkey, but his facial features are very handsome, and his two eyebrows remind people of the feeling of flying.

The so-called sword eyebrow.

He frowned slightly and looked at Xia Houyuan.

Xia Houyuan was a little overwhelmed by his gaze, but because he was a stranger, he avoided it.

The boy caught up and said to him, "My name is Wan Hetong."

Xia Houyuan was very surprised and didn't understand why this person introduced himself to him.

Wan Hetong looked at him and said, "Are you a student of this school?"

Xia Houyuan nodded slightly.

Wan Hetong nodded and said, "You wait for me, I will come to you."

Xia Houyuan was puzzled by his words.

However, Wan Hetong obviously didn't intend to explain too much, he pouted, turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

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This story is called "After the Summer Solstice", and it has been published not long ago. If you have already bought and read it, you don't need to buy it again.

It tells the story of Xia Houyuan and Wan Hetong when they were in high school.

The full text is one hundred thousand words.

A third story will be serialized in June.