I have a Magical Door [MTL]

Ch 8

Chapter 8 

Yan Tingxin sat up straight in an instant, and there are two clips of him in this video.

The first clip shows a young man in white riding a horse, galloping on the wasteland, facing the camera, laughing wantonly, his headband fluttering, and his fresh clothes are angry, and he is in high spirits.

In the second clip, in the heavy rain, the young man in black with a hat and a long sword is fighting another person in the woods.

The rain drenched the young knight's face, a few strands of broken hair stuck to his face, and his eyes were extremely firm and full of murderous intent.

The neat swordsmanship, the vigorous posture, a glimpse.

Is it that cold handsome guy in a wheelchair?

However, this character plays an ancient young man in fresh clothes and angry horses, and the handsome guy in a wheelchair is a cold and arrogant young man in modern clothes who is slightly raunchy.

Spirited and cold.

There is a big contrast in temperament, and there is an age difference between teenagers and young people, and it doesn't look like a person.

On the barrage, there are constantly people brushing 'Ning Huan is a pity', 'Ning Huan used to be my white moonlight'.

Ning Huan......

After brushing this one, another UP main inventory was automatically recommended below the video, the cover is the same face, and the title is - "On the Multi-Role Plasticity of a Good Actor".

Yan Tingxin quickly clicked in, and this video was full of Ning Huan's film and television clips.

He can play a beautiful man in ancient costume, a rough man, a righteous and awe-inspiring policeman, a gangster ruffian, a young king who cares about the world, a villain who destroys the world with both righteousness and evil, a domineering president in a suit and leather shoes, and a comedy to entertain the audience......

Changing a role is like a different person.

There are dramas that Yan Tingxin has watched, but she didn't connect the two of them in a daze.

This may be what the title of the clip says, the multi-role plasticity of a good actor.

Yan Tingxin's heart was pounding, retrieving Ning Huan's relevant information.

He was not born the protagonist, he played many small roles when he first debuted, but every role can be remembered!

All the way steadily, from the role of the dragon to the supporting role, from the supporting role to the villain, from the villain to the male protagonist.

However, he was originally a promising actor, but a few years ago, he suddenly disappeared and disappeared from the public eye.

The entertainment industry is changing rapidly, he doesn't act, and there are many other people who come to grab the role.

A few years later, the only place that can still leave him a place is an inventory of classic characters that fans will never forget.

Yan Tingxin remembered the stubborn shadow in a wheelchair under the blue sky and white clouds, and then glanced at the high-spirited young man in the clip.

None of the reports mentioned that he was in a wheelchair.

Nor was there a single report that he had an accident.

Is it a coincidence?

Maybe it's just people who look very similar.

Yan Tingxin said to himself.

......

Continue to work in the afternoon.

As she threw herself into her work, she forgot about other things for a while.

But after getting off work, she has more thoughts than yesterday.

She had something on her mind, she didn't even notice it, and when she opened the door, she didn't go home for a second, as usual, but appeared in the deserted courtyard of a small Swiss town.

Recently, I went to Switzerland for a few nights because of my travelogue.

The breeze was blowing, and Yan Tingxin looked at the old trees in the courtyard.

Was this place I most wanted to visit just now?

Yan Tingxin exhaled a breath, and if he came, he would be safe.

She didn't eat a meal at noon, and now she was a little hungry, so she didn't even put home the canvas bag containing the translated manuscripts and books, and passed by the restaurant she came to last time, so she walked in and ordered a cholera pie.

Yan Tingxin warned himself in his heart, don't think about those few edited videos.

Curiosity kills cats.

Moreover, what does it matter if it is not a person or not?

If the handsome guy in the wheelchair is the male star, will she go to the star to ask for an autograph? Of course not!

It doesn't matter if they're not the same person.

To rush into this question is to disturb others.

There were a lot of people in the restaurant today, and I waited for a long time after ordering, so in order to distract myself, Yan Tingxin simply took out the travelogue he wanted to translate from his canvas bag and continued to read.

When the meal was served, Yan Tingxin used a knife and fork to divide the pie.

After eating, she left with her bag.

After a while, the waiter of the restaurant took a book, pushed open the glass door, chased it out, and stood on the street looking around, but he could no longer see Yan Tingxin's shadow.

......

What Yan Tingxin didn't know was that the last time she saw Ning Huan, the day Ning Huan took her to eat cholera pie, there was an accident.

Ning Huan drove the wheelchair and slowly drove into the living room.

In the empty villa, a woman who looked to be about forty years old was watching TV while choosing vegetables in the living room.

This is the person who takes care of Ning Huan's daily life, called Song Chunyi, who is more than ten years older than Ning Huan, and Ning Huan calls her 'Sister Song'.

It started to rain lightly outside the window, Sister Song looked up at Ning Huan, and was surprised to find that Ning Huan seemed to be in a better mood after going out today.

Sister Song asked, "What did you encounter when you went out?"
When
she asked, Ning Huan still had the same faint appearance: "It's nothing."
Sister
Song used the remote control to change a station casually, and was caught off guard, and a video news broadcast of a forest fire suddenly broke into Ning Huan's eyes.

Ning Huan was short of breath and abruptly avoided his eyes.

Sister Song hurriedly turned off the TV in a panic: "Xiaohuan, I'm sorry."

Ning Huan's beautiful eyes were closed, his teeth were clenched, his hands were pressed on his legs, green tendons appeared on his forehead, and his legs curled up in pain.

"I'll go get your medicine right away. Sister Song hurriedly ran to the cabinet, took the medicine bottle, ran back and handed it to Ning Huan, Ning Huan's hands eagerly took the medicine bottle, unscrewed the cap tremblingly, poured out many pills in one go, and stuffed them into her mouth.

Sister Song: "Ning Huan, you have eaten too much."

The hair on Ning Huan's forehead was wet with sweat, and he swallowed hard: "Give me water."
Sister
Song hurriedly brought a glass of white water to Ning Huan.

Ning Huan gulped and drank all the water, lowered his head, put his hands on his legs, closed his eyes, and was dripping with cold sweat: "Water." Water. Water. "

Huh. Sister Song picked up the kettle and poured water, but Ning Huan grabbed the kettle and splashed the water on her legs.

This is not enough.

In great pain, he drove his wheelchair to the floor-to-ceiling glass fan in the living room, where there was a faucet for watering the garden on the terrace, and he curled up, scooped up the faucet, and poured the cold tap water on his legs without hesitation.

It seemed that such cold water would not make him feel uncomfortable, but it would give him comfort and soothing.

He was shivering, cold water was pouring down his legs, the rain outside was falling on him, his clothes and shoes were all soaked, and the water droplets were dripping down his angular chin.

It took him a long time before he felt better.

Sister Song didn't dare to let him drench in cold water for too long, turned off the faucet, and asked softly, "Is it better?"

Ning Huan lowered his head, and his voice was hoarse: "Push me back to the room."

"Okay. Sister Song pushed Ning Huan back into the room. Eh, I obviously saw that Ning Huan's complexion had changed a little better in the past few days, but he was sick again.

Ning Huan's brows furrowed: "I'm fine, Sister Song, you can go out."
Sister
Song said worriedly: "Are you really okay?" If there is a need, you call me.

Ning Huan: "Yes."
Sister
Song knew Ning Huan's stubbornness, this kind of thing was not once or twice, she covered Ning Huan with a wide towel, and could only retreat according to Ning Huan's request.

Ning Huan wiped the water with a towel alone, took off his long sleeves, touched his legs through his wet pants, then changed his whole body clothes, dried his body, and fell asleep on the bed tiredly, his face gradually transitioned from pale to an abnormal flush.

He was sick and feverish, and almost all the time he was in bed, unable to lift up his energy to do anything.

The days passed like flowing water, and he seemed to be forgotten in time and space, trapped in the same place.

It wasn't until a week later that I went out once.

Then, he met the waiter at that restaurant.

"Sir, your friend left the book a week ago." (Sir, your friend left her book here during a meal.)

Ning Huan opened the book suspiciously, and the folded pages inside contained a description of the cholera sect that Yan Tingxin had said, which was what the girl had left behind.

But when will she come next time?

......

Working overtime on Saturday, all the travelogue manuscripts were completed!

On Sunday, sleeping until the afternoon, Yan Tingxin stretched his waist!

It's time to get out there and play!

She pulled out the paper crane jar next to her pillow and took a look at where to play this weekend!

Open the paper crane - Mingsha Mountain, Crescent Spring.

OK！

50,000 miles in seconds, one second to the scenic spot!

When she came, the scenic spot happened to be doing a half-price discount activity, the original price was 110, and the ticket for one person was 55 yuan during the event.

55 bucks! The point is to buy one ticket and play for three days! During these three days, you can come as many times as you want.

Doing a simple arithmetic problem costs an average of 85 yuan a day.

If you come in the morning and come in the evening, you can come once at sunrise and sunset, and it only costs 9 yuan at a time.

Think about it, isn't it a super good deal?

As soon as you enter the scenic area, you can hear the sound of camel bells, and tourists ride a team of cute camels to bathe in the sunset in the desert.

If you want to play in the scenic area, there are many means of transportation you can choose from, you can ride a camel, you can take a sightseeing car, or even take a helicopter.

Yan Tingxin was not in a hurry, she wanted to have a close contact with the desert, so she chose to walk in the direction of the crescent moon spring.

Feet in the sand, soft feet.

She picked up a handful of sand from the ground, and it was hot.

Then, after not taking a few steps, Yan Tingxin's shoes went into the sand.

Yan Tingxin: Embarrassed.

She exited the sand, took off her shoes, and shook the sand.

Looking around, many tourists rent shoe covers that wrap almost all the way down the knee so that the shoes don't get into the sand.

Some tourists come to the sand directly wearing slippers, and now they take off their slippers and step on the sand to get in close contact with the sand.

Yan Tingxin: !!

I remembered the little yellow duck sandals at home.

Any door, please take me home and change my shoes!