Chapter 907: 907
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"you sure?"
There was no extra words, Lan Li was just a rhetorical question, it couldn't be simpler; and Rooney's words got stuck in his throat, trying to refute, but found that her refutation was not tenable at all, so seriously think about what she said just now. , Immediately realized the contradictions and mistakes, couldn't help laughing.
Those routines and strategies must vary from person to person. For some people, it’s glib and slick; for some people, it’s wind/liu/successful/sustainable; for some people, it’s cynical. Obviously, it is not suitable for Renli.
Replenish your brain. The blue gift, which has always been gentlemanly and well-mannered, has a sudden change in style, full of sweet words, and hormonal breath all over his body. It is also a mouthful and physical contact. The scene is really...Rooney herself involuntarily shivered. , Goose bumps are all over the arm, it's really greasy, too greasy!
Raising her eyes, Rooney easily caught Lan Li's gaze, and the jokes and ridicule surging deep in her eyes filled the sky with a hint of playfulness. Rooney's cheeks burned slightly, but this time she didn't dodge, she greeted Lan Li's look generously, "A true gentleman should just accept it when he knows how to see it."
Then, Rooney saw Lan Li’s mouth and eyes filled with a brilliant smile, and the whole world brightened in an instant. She shook her head gently and gently, and there was a flash of joy and excitement between her eyebrows. The refined temperament was tainted with a little youthful vitality, and it became thrilling.
However, Lan Li did not answer. Instead, he nodded politely and apologized, or in other words, agreed. Then, turning his head and looking at the starry sky again, the two people's words were interrupted endlessly, without the slightest embarrassment or jerky.
Rooney was stunned for a moment, then turned her head and looked at the sky again. The wind sent Lan Li's voice with a smile, "I am not a gentleman. At least, I hope I am not."
Subconsciously, Rooney chuckled, reflexively trying to refute: Lan Li’s elegant temperament is undoubtedly the most unique scenery; but when I turned my head, I saw Lan Li’s profile face, the smile still, the one under the eyelids The shadow outlines a touch of sorrow and bitterness, just a flash, the fragility seems to never existed, and then Rooney's words stayed on the tip of the tongue.
Savor Lan Li's words again.
Suddenly, Rooney remembered the speculation about Lan Li’s family background. Those well-intentioned, malicious, and gossip speculations have never been confirmed. Everyone is curious: What is the background of this elegant, calm, and knowledgeable man? ; He was only 22 years old, but he possessed a temperament that belonged to the years of precipitation and polishing. The gentleman's manners were impeccably perfect.
Rooney Mara, she herself is a celebrity from a family. The pressure from the family, the **** from the surname, the shackles from the class, are everywhere, otherwise, she would not have fled to Los Angeles at the beginning. After so many years of polishing, she was willing to return to New York.
Now, Rooney smelled a similar breath on Lan Li's body.
So Rooney retracted her gaze, and the corners of her mouth rose up, "You are, but neither are you."
He is a gentleman, a real gentleman; but he is not a puppet carrying the weight of his family, relying on his hands and feet to break out of the world. So he is and he is not.
Lan Li did not answer. Rooney did not continue to speak either. Silence spreads slowly between the two people, quietly listening to the noise in the silence, and quietly appreciating the brilliance above the night sky. Sometimes, tranquility can also be beautiful.
The melodious melody echoed gently in my mind, like a quiet echo in an empty valley, but the shallow, faint vibrations left a resonance in the depths of the soul, with a hint of coldness, with a ray of warmth, sad and sad. Bitter.
This is the melody on the red carpet that occasionally glides through the thoughts. It is still the same two eight beats, like the singing of a choir, like the singing of a bard, repeated over and over again.
"If they say, who cares if another light goes out, it is flickering and flickering under the sky with billions of stars..."
Lan Li hummed softly, softly, with a gentle voice like a willow wind, lingering through the nose and fingertips, outlining a faint sadness, spreading like ripples. The almost whispering voice rang deep in the throat, and it seemed to be able to see the trajectory of the butterfly flapping its wings.
How many people have put down their steps and quietly admired the sky above their heads; how many people have stopped the busy life of their lives and noticed the star that crosses the sky among the stars in the sky. Does anyone care about the extinguishing of a ray of light under the billions of stars? Does anyone care about the silence of a soul among thousands of lives? In the rush of life, the death of a dream, does anyone care?
"Yes, I care." A cold voice came in the ear, breaking Lan Li's thoughts, and turning his head abruptly. Only then did he remember that he was not alone.
Rooney still raised her head, bathed in the vast starlight, and her white and tender face was shining with firmness. She turned her head and met Lan Li's sight calmly, and said softly, "You know, without any starlight, this night sky is not what it used to be. It is indispensable. So, yes, I care."
The two sights touched lightly in the night, and then lightly drew away tacitly. The smile on the corner of the mouth rose at the same time, both turned their heads, and the quietly flashing "hollyood" sign in the distance.
Rooney chuckled, gurgling in her ears, "Do we still follow the two-day rule tonight?"
"Of course, of course." Lan Li shrugged his shoulders and expressed affirmation, "We communicated before, and I am a serious'time nerd'."
"And I seriously hate time nerds." Rooney also nodded in agreement, "It seems that we have reached a consensus. I like this. It is always easy to communicate with smart people."
"So, this is still not a date. You came out specifically, not because you followed me?"
"No. So, when you stand here, wouldn't you deliberately wait for me?"
"No, no. A coincidence, a pure coincidence."
"Coincidence, yes, I also think it's a coincidence." Rooney shook her fist and agreed with a positive gesture. Then she remembered, "Yes, congratulations."
"Thank you." Without politeness, Lan Li accepted the congratulations calmly.
Rooney looked around, "I didn't see your trophy. You know, for most people, after winning their little golden figure, they just love it and refuse to let go." Rooney pursed the corner of her mouth, "Even if it is Meryl Streep is no exception."
"At the agent." Lan Li didn't make a fuss, and said frankly, "It's too heavy and too troublesome." After a short pause, he added, "I just need some fresh air to enjoy the night. If you carry the Little Golden Man with you, it sounds too...pretending/forced."
Lan Li's words made Rooney laugh, but Lan Li shrugged, "It's like an Italian or French movie. Holding tightly to the highest honor of his life, then he jumped down from here. Life ends at the peak. I am not interested in such a philosophical ending."
The sarcasm and mocking tone really made people laugh. Finally, the laughter gradually calmed down. Looking at the blue ceremony in the night, the whole person seemed to melt into the rich ink color. How did it feel? "Rooney asked curiously, "I mean, the moment I stood on the stage. "
"Yeah..." Lan Li groaned for a moment, and thought about it seriously, "I can't avoid vulgarity after all?" A self-deprecating rhetorical question, successfully made Rooney chuckle and chuckle, Lan Li's mouth also rose. "I'm serious. If I really don't care, I won't leave London, and I won't stand under the spotlight of Hollywood. So, deep down, I still care, I still try to prove myself Existence; I still try to win my own proof."
In Vanity Fair, who is truly noble? Just like the upper class of aristocrats, who is really on the sidelines?
"Who are we?" Rooney seemed to understand this, and the laughter calmed down, but the smile still stayed at the corner of her mouth and fell in the bottom of her eyes. "But you are an actor, not a star."
Actors and stars are different after all. Inner persistence, inner pursuit, inner belief, this is what really defines one's own existence.
Lan Li is noncommittal. In the past, the road to chasing dreams was very simple, just sprinting, advancing, and struggling; but gradually, things began to become more complicated.
Now, after harvesting the Oscars, the dream seems to have been realized, but is it really realized? Has he really become a good actor? Has he really touched a whole new level of acting? Has his dream, real dream, succeeded? In Hollywood's Vanity Fair, what should be the next step?
Only after realizing the goal, UU reading www.uukanshu.com knew that he was facing a brand new problem again. After tonight, Renly is presented with a brand new world. Even if he is a human being for two lives, he has never understood or even knew of the world. Now, he must rely on his beliefs and continue to make strides.
Lan Li did not continue to focus on himself, but instead asked, "So, do you still feel unable to breathe tonight? Or, you are ready to stand on this stage and show your talents. Chase your dreams."
In Seattle last year, the conversation between Renly and Rooney is still vivid. In a blink of an eye, a year has passed, and the two people's careers have undergone earth-shaking changes.
"I don't know. At least I can breathe tonight, but it's still a bit difficult, so I need a little fresh air. I'm not sure if it's because I proved my strength or because I won the nomination, ha. It seems that I Like you, after all, it is still inevitable. But, I think this is Vanity Fair. Everyone needs to face their own opportunities and challenges. The next step is to figure out the new ideas in my mind."
"Survival or death (to-be, or-not-to-be), this is a question."
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"you sure?"
There was no extra words, Lan Li was just a rhetorical question, it couldn't be simpler; and Rooney's words got stuck in his throat, trying to refute, but found that her refutation was not tenable at all, so seriously think about what she said just now. , Immediately realized the contradictions and mistakes, couldn't help laughing.
Those routines and strategies must vary from person to person. For some people, it’s glib and slick; for some people, it’s wind/liu/successful/sustainable; for some people, it’s cynical. Obviously, it is not suitable for Renli.
Replenish your brain. The blue gift, which has always been gentlemanly and well-mannered, has a sudden change in style, full of sweet words, and hormonal breath all over his body. It is also a mouthful and physical contact. The scene is really...Rooney herself involuntarily shivered. , Goose bumps are all over the arm, it's really greasy, too greasy!
Raising her eyes, Rooney easily caught Lan Li's gaze, and the jokes and ridicule surging deep in her eyes filled the sky with a hint of playfulness. Rooney's cheeks burned slightly, but this time she didn't dodge, she greeted Lan Li's look generously, "A true gentleman should just accept it when he knows how to see it."
Then, Rooney saw Lan Li’s mouth and eyes filled with a brilliant smile, and the whole world brightened in an instant. She shook her head gently and gently, and there was a flash of joy and excitement between her eyebrows. The refined temperament was tainted with a little youthful vitality, and it became thrilling.
However, Lan Li did not answer. Instead, he nodded politely and apologized, or in other words, agreed. Then, turning his head and looking at the starry sky again, the two people's words were interrupted endlessly, without the slightest embarrassment or jerky.
Rooney was stunned for a moment, then turned her head and looked at the sky again. The wind sent Lan Li's voice with a smile, "I am not a gentleman. At least, I hope I am not."
Subconsciously, Rooney chuckled, reflexively trying to refute: Lan Li’s elegant temperament is undoubtedly the most unique scenery; but when I turned my head, I saw Lan Li’s profile face, the smile still, the one under the eyelids The shadow outlines a touch of sorrow and bitterness, just a flash, the fragility seems to never existed, and then Rooney's words stayed on the tip of the tongue.
Savor Lan Li's words again.
Suddenly, Rooney remembered the speculation about Lan Li’s family background. Those well-intentioned, malicious, and gossip speculations have never been confirmed. Everyone is curious: What is the background of this elegant, calm, and knowledgeable man? ; He was only 22 years old, but he possessed a temperament that belonged to the years of precipitation and polishing. The gentleman's manners were impeccably perfect.
Rooney Mara, she herself is a celebrity from a family. The pressure from the family, the **** from the surname, the shackles from the class, are everywhere, otherwise, she would not have fled to Los Angeles at the beginning. After so many years of polishing, she was willing to return to New York.
Now, Rooney smelled a similar breath on Lan Li's body.
So Rooney retracted her gaze, and the corners of her mouth rose up, "You are, but neither are you."
He is a gentleman, a real gentleman; but he is not a puppet carrying the weight of his family, relying on his hands and feet to break out of the world. So he is and he is not.
Lan Li did not answer. Rooney did not continue to speak either. Silence spreads slowly between the two people, quietly listening to the noise in the silence, and quietly appreciating the brilliance above the night sky. Sometimes, tranquility can also be beautiful.
The melodious melody echoed gently in my mind, like a quiet echo in an empty valley, but the shallow, faint vibrations left a resonance in the depths of the soul, with a hint of coldness, with a ray of warmth, sad and sad. Bitter.
This is the melody on the red carpet that occasionally glides through the thoughts. It is still the same two eight beats, like the singing of a choir, like the singing of a bard, repeated over and over again.
"If they say, who cares if another light goes out, it is flickering and flickering under the sky with billions of stars..."
Lan Li hummed softly, softly, with a gentle voice like a willow wind, lingering through the nose and fingertips, outlining a faint sadness, spreading like ripples. The almost whispering voice rang deep in the throat, and it seemed to be able to see the trajectory of the butterfly flapping its wings.
How many people have put down their steps and quietly admired the sky above their heads; how many people have stopped the busy life of their lives and noticed the star that crosses the sky among the stars in the sky. Does anyone care about the extinguishing of a ray of light under the billions of stars? Does anyone care about the silence of a soul among thousands of lives? In the rush of life, the death of a dream, does anyone care?
"Yes, I care." A cold voice came in the ear, breaking Lan Li's thoughts, and turning his head abruptly. Only then did he remember that he was not alone.
Rooney still raised her head, bathed in the vast starlight, and her white and tender face was shining with firmness. She turned her head and met Lan Li's sight calmly, and said softly, "You know, without any starlight, this night sky is not what it used to be. It is indispensable. So, yes, I care."
The two sights touched lightly in the night, and then lightly drew away tacitly. The smile on the corner of the mouth rose at the same time, both turned their heads, and the quietly flashing "hollyood" sign in the distance.
Rooney chuckled, gurgling in her ears, "Do we still follow the two-day rule tonight?"
"Of course, of course." Lan Li shrugged his shoulders and expressed affirmation, "We communicated before, and I am a serious'time nerd'."
"And I seriously hate time nerds." Rooney also nodded in agreement, "It seems that we have reached a consensus. I like this. It is always easy to communicate with smart people."
"So, this is still not a date. You came out specifically, not because you followed me?"
"No. So, when you stand here, wouldn't you deliberately wait for me?"
"No, no. A coincidence, a pure coincidence."
"Coincidence, yes, I also think it's a coincidence." Rooney shook her fist and agreed with a positive gesture. Then she remembered, "Yes, congratulations."
"Thank you." Without politeness, Lan Li accepted the congratulations calmly.
Rooney looked around, "I didn't see your trophy. You know, for most people, after winning their little golden figure, they just love it and refuse to let go." Rooney pursed the corner of her mouth, "Even if it is Meryl Streep is no exception."
"At the agent." Lan Li didn't make a fuss, and said frankly, "It's too heavy and too troublesome." After a short pause, he added, "I just need some fresh air to enjoy the night. If you carry the Little Golden Man with you, it sounds too...pretending/forced."
Lan Li's words made Rooney laugh, but Lan Li shrugged, "It's like an Italian or French movie. Holding tightly to the highest honor of his life, then he jumped down from here. Life ends at the peak. I am not interested in such a philosophical ending."
The sarcasm and mocking tone really made people laugh. Finally, the laughter gradually calmed down. Looking at the blue ceremony in the night, the whole person seemed to melt into the rich ink color. How did it feel? "Rooney asked curiously, "I mean, the moment I stood on the stage. "
"Yeah..." Lan Li groaned for a moment, and thought about it seriously, "I can't avoid vulgarity after all?" A self-deprecating rhetorical question, successfully made Rooney chuckle and chuckle, Lan Li's mouth also rose. "I'm serious. If I really don't care, I won't leave London, and I won't stand under the spotlight of Hollywood. So, deep down, I still care, I still try to prove myself Existence; I still try to win my own proof."
In Vanity Fair, who is truly noble? Just like the upper class of aristocrats, who is really on the sidelines?
"Who are we?" Rooney seemed to understand this, and the laughter calmed down, but the smile still stayed at the corner of her mouth and fell in the bottom of her eyes. "But you are an actor, not a star."
Actors and stars are different after all. Inner persistence, inner pursuit, inner belief, this is what really defines one's own existence.
Lan Li is noncommittal. In the past, the road to chasing dreams was very simple, just sprinting, advancing, and struggling; but gradually, things began to become more complicated.
Now, after harvesting the Oscars, the dream seems to have been realized, but is it really realized? Has he really become a good actor? Has he really touched a whole new level of acting? Has his dream, real dream, succeeded? In Hollywood's Vanity Fair, what should be the next step?
Only after realizing the goal, UU reading www.uukanshu.com knew that he was facing a brand new problem again. After tonight, Renly is presented with a brand new world. Even if he is a human being for two lives, he has never understood or even knew of the world. Now, he must rely on his beliefs and continue to make strides.
Lan Li did not continue to focus on himself, but instead asked, "So, do you still feel unable to breathe tonight? Or, you are ready to stand on this stage and show your talents. Chase your dreams."
In Seattle last year, the conversation between Renly and Rooney is still vivid. In a blink of an eye, a year has passed, and the two people's careers have undergone earth-shaking changes.
"I don't know. At least I can breathe tonight, but it's still a bit difficult, so I need a little fresh air. I'm not sure if it's because I proved my strength or because I won the nomination, ha. It seems that I Like you, after all, it is still inevitable. But, I think this is Vanity Fair. Everyone needs to face their own opportunities and challenges. The next step is to figure out the new ideas in my mind."
"Survival or death (to-be, or-not-to-be), this is a question."
"you sure?"There was no extra words, Lan Li was just a rhetorical question, it couldn't be simpler; and Rooney's words got stuck in his throat, trying to refute, but found that her refutation was not tenable at all, so seriously think about what she said just now. , Immediately realized the contradictions and mistakes, couldn't help laughing.Those routines and strategies must vary from person to person. For some people, it's glib and slick; for some people, it's wind/liu/successful/sustainable; for some people, it's cynical. Obviously, it is not suitable for Renli.Replenish your brain. The blue gift, which has always been gentlemanly and well-mannered, has a sudden change in style, full of sweet words, and hormonal breath all over his body. It is also a mouthful and physical contact. The scene is really...Rooney herself involuntarily shivered. , Goose bumps are all over the arm, it's really greasy, too greasy!Raising her eyes, Rooney easily caught Lan Li's gaze, and the jokes and ridicule surging deep in her eyes filled the sky with a hint of playfulness. Rooney's cheeks burned slightly, but this time she didn't dodge, she greeted Lan Li's look generously, "A true gentleman should just accept it when he knows how to see it."Then, Rooney saw Lan Li's mouth and eyes filled with a brilliant smile, and the whole world brightened in an instant. She shook her head gently and gently, and there was a flash of joy and excitement between her eyebrows. The refined temperament was tainted with a little youthful vitality, and it became thrilling.However, Lan Li did not answer. Instead, he nodded politely and apologized, or in other words, agreed. Then, turning his head and looking at the starry sky again, the two people's words were interrupted endlessly, without the slightest embarrassment or jerky.Rooney was stunned for a moment, then turned her head and looked at the sky again. The wind sent Lan Li's voice with a smile, "I am not a gentleman. At least, I hope I am not."Subconsciously, Rooney chuckled, reflexively trying to refute: Lan Li's elegant temperament is undoubtedly the most unique scenery; but when I turned my head, I saw Lan Li's profile face, the smile still, the one under the eyelids The shadow outlines a touch of sorrow and bitterness, just a flash, the fragility seems to never existed, and then Rooney's words stayed on the tip of the tongue.Savor Lan Li's words again.Suddenly, Rooney remembered the speculation about Lan Li's family background. Those well-intentioned, malicious, and gossip speculations have never been confirmed. Everyone is curious: What is the background of this elegant, calm, and knowledgeable man? ; He was only 22 years old, but he possessed a temperament that belonged to the years of precipitation and polishing. The gentleman's manners were impeccably perfect.Rooney Mara, she herself is a celebrity from a family. The pressure from the family, the **** from the surname, the shackles from the class, are everywhere, otherwise, she would not have fled to Los Angeles at the beginning. After so many years of polishing, she was willing to return to New York.Now, Rooney smelled a similar breath on Lan Li's body.So Rooney retracted her gaze, and the corners of her mouth rose up, "You are, but neither are you."He is a gentleman, a real gentleman; but he is not a puppet carrying the weight of his family, relying on his hands and feet to break out of the world. So he is and he is not.Lan Li did not answer. Rooney did not continue to speak either. Silence spreads slowly between the two people, quietly listening to the noise in the silence, and quietly appreciating the brilliance above the night sky. Sometimes, tranquility can also be beautiful.The melodious melody echoed gently in my mind, like a quiet echo in an empty valley, but the shallow, faint vibrations left a resonance in the depths of the soul, with a hint of coldness, with a ray of warmth, sad and sad. Bitter.This is the melody on the red carpet that occasionally glides through the thoughts. It is still the same two eight beats, like the singing of a choir, like the singing of a bard, repeated over and over again."If they say, who cares if another light goes out, it is flickering and flickering under the sky with billions of stars..."Lan Li hummed softly, softly, with a gentle voice like a willow wind, lingering through the nose and fingertips, outlining a faint sadness, spreading like ripples. The almost whispering voice rang deep in the throat, and it seemed to be able to see the trajectory of the butterfly flapping its wings.How many people have put down their steps and quietly admired the sky above their heads; how many people have stopped the busy life of their lives and noticed the star that crosses the sky among the stars in the sky. Does anyone care about the extinguishing of a ray of light under the billions of stars? Does anyone care about the silence of a soul among thousands of lives? In the rush of life, the death of a dream, does anyone care?"Yes, I care." A cold voice came in the ear, breaking Lan Li's thoughts, and turning his head abruptly. Only then did he remember that he was not alone.Rooney still raised her head, bathed in the vast starlight, and her white and tender face was shining with firmness. She turned her head and met Lan Li's sight calmly, and said softly, "You know, without any starlight, this night sky is not what it used to be. It is indispensable. So, yes, I care."The two sights touched lightly in the night, and then lightly drew away tacitly. The smile on the corner of the mouth rose at the same time, both turned their heads, and the quietly flashing "hollyood" sign in the distance.Rooney chuckled, gurgling in her ears, "Do we still follow the two-day rule tonight?""Of course, of course." Lan Li shrugged his shoulders and expressed affirmation, "We communicated before, and I am a serious'time nerd'.""And I seriously hate time nerds." Rooney also nodded in agreement, "It seems that we have reached a consensus. I like this. It is always easy to communicate with smart people.""So, this is still not a date. You came out specifically, not because you followed me?""No. So, when you stand here, wouldn't you deliberately wait for me?""No, no. A coincidence, a pure coincidence.""Coincidence, yes, I also think it's a coincidence." Rooney shook her fist and agreed with a positive gesture. Then she remembered, "Yes, congratulations.""Thank you." Without politeness, Lan Li accepted the congratulations calmly.Rooney looked around, "I didn't see your trophy. You know, for most people, after winning their little golden figure, they just love it and refuse to let go." Rooney pursed the corner of her mouth, "Even if it is Meryl Streep is no exception.""At the agent." Lan Li didn't make a fuss, and said frankly, "It's too heavy and too troublesome." After a short pause, he added, "I just need some fresh air to enjoy the night. If you carry the Little Golden Man with you, it sounds too...pretending/forced."Lan Li's words made Rooney laugh, but Lan Li shrugged, "It's like an Italian or French movie. Holding tightly to the highest honor of his life, then he jumped down from here. Life ends at the peak. I am not interested in such a philosophical ending."The sarcasm and mocking tone really made people laugh. Finally, the laughter gradually calmed down. Looking at the blue ceremony in the night, the whole person seemed to melt into the rich ink color. How did it feel? "Rooney asked curiously, "I mean, the moment I stood on the stage. ""Yeah..." Lan Li groaned for a moment, and thought about it seriously, "I can't avoid vulgarity after all?" A self-deprecating rhetorical question, successfully made Rooney chuckle and chuckle, Lan Li's mouth also rose. "I'm serious. If I really don't care, I won't leave London, and I won't stand under the spotlight of Hollywood. So, deep down, I still care, I still try to prove myself Existence; I still try to win my own proof."In Vanity Fair, who is truly noble? Just like the upper class of aristocrats, who is really on the sidelines?"Who are we?" Rooney seemed to understand this, and the laughter calmed down, but the smile still stayed at the corner of her mouth and fell in the bottom of her eyes. "But you are an actor, not a star."Actors and stars are different after all. Inner persistence, inner pursuit, inner belief, this is what really defines one's own existence.Lan Li is noncommittal. In the past, the road to chasing dreams was very simple, just sprinting, advancing, and struggling; but gradually, things began to become more complicated.Now, after harvesting the Oscars, the dream seems to have been realized, but is it really realized? Has he really become a good actor? Has he really touched a whole new level of acting? Has his dream, real dream, succeeded? In Hollywood's Vanity Fair, what should be the next step?Only after realizing the goal, UU reading www.uukanshu.com knew that he was facing a brand new problem again. After tonight, Renly is presented with a brand new world. Even if he is a human being for two lives, he has never understood or even knew of the world. Now, he must rely on his beliefs and continue to make strides.Lan Li did not continue to focus on himself, but instead asked, "So, do you still feel unable to breathe tonight? Or, you are ready to stand on this stage and show your talents. Chase your dreams."In Seattle last year, the conversation between Renly and Rooney is still vivid. In a blink of an eye, a year has passed, and the two people's careers have undergone earth-shaking changes."I don't know. At least I can breathe tonight, but it's still a bit difficult, so I need a little fresh air. I'm not sure if it's because I proved my strength or because I won the nomination, ha. It seems that I Like you, after all, it is still inevitable. But, I think this is Vanity Fair. Everyone needs to face their own opportunities and challenges. The next step is to figure out the new ideas in my mind.""Survival or death to-be, or-not-to-be, this is a question."
