Early morning.
Dilareba lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Her eyes were unfocused, empty and lost.
She had not slept for the entire night. The scenes from last night kept replaying in her mind. Sore, bitterness, pain…all kinds of feelings surged into her heart.
Scenes kept appearing in front of her eyes like a moving lantern. Finally, it slowly stopped on a young and handsome face-Zhou Zimo.
"Perhaps you are my sin.”Finally, she sighed.
Thinking of Zhou Zimo, she subconsciously touched her clothes. That's right, she was still wearing Zhou Zimo's clothes.
For some reason, she actually picked up the clothes and sniffed them gently, as if she wanted to smell something.
In the next second, she realized that something was wrong. She immediately put down her clothes, and her fair face blushed.
"Bah! Dilareba, what are you thinking?”She spat at herself.
However, as she pulled the clothes back and forth, she found that there seemed to be something in the pocket of the clothes. She took it out and took a look. It was a business card and a note.
Looking closely, he saw Zhou Zimo's name and phone number written on the front of the business card. On the back was written:
Accept all kinds of TV, drama, and movie roles; Can perform all kinds of songs, dances, and operas; Proficient in magic, acrobatics, skits, crosstalk and other artistic forms; It also sold all kinds of novels, scripts, project plans, and program arrangements.
Seeing such a business scope, even though she was in a low mood, she could not help but smile.
"Bah! According to what you said, aren't you an all-rounder who is proficient in everything? How shameless."
After complaining about Zhou Zimo's business card, she opened the note and saw a paragraph written on it. The handwriting was neat and powerful, indicating an extraordinary calligraphy foundation:
Flying Bird and Fish
The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death.
Rather, I am standing in front of you, but you don't know that I love you;
The furthest distance in the world is not when I am standing in front of you, yet you don't know that I love you.
Instead, they knew that they loved each other, but they couldn't be together.
The furthest distance in the world is not knowing that we love each other but not being together
But when I clearly can't resist this longing, I have to pretend that I don't put you in my heart at all;
The furthest distance in the world is to dig an uncrossable ditch for the loved one;
The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between trees.
Instead, the branches that grew from the same root could not depend on each other in the wind.
The furthest distance in the world is not that the branches cannot depend on each other
Instead, the stars that looked at each other, but there was no trace of convergence;
The furthest distance in the world is not the track between the stars
Instead, even if the trajectories intersected, they were nowhere to be found in an instant.
The furthest distance in the world is not that you can't find it in an instant.
Instead, they were destined not to meet before they met.
the furthest distance in the world
Is the distance between fish and birds
One was in the sky, while the other was deep in the sea.
--To my favorite Baby Di
When Dilareba finished reading this paragraph, her heart melted completely, and tears kept falling like broken pearls.
At this moment, she only felt that she was surrounded by deep feelings and sadness. The emotions that were so thick that they could not be dissolved poured down from the paper like a flood, completely drowning her.
Zhou Zimo's serious and heart-wrenching gaze kept appearing in her eyes. The image of him willingly jumping off a building for her occupied her heart.
"So, you really love me." She finally understood.
She had no doubt that the poem was written by Zhou Zimo. With the beauty of this poem, it was impossible for it to be unknown. Besides, who else could write such sad and affectionate words other than someone who loved to the bone, someone who loved to the point of madness?
Unfortunately, she didn't know that on Earth in a parallel universe, there was once a person called " Tagore " who created such beautiful poems.
On the other hand, Zhou Zimo was only using this poem to practice his brush strokes in his spare time.
The difference between the two space-times had caused a beautiful misunderstanding.
After repeating it several times, Dilareba finally made a decision in her heart. She picked up her phone and dialed a number. The owner of the number was Yu Hangying.
The call went through very quickly.
"Hello, Little Deeny, you called me so early. Are you planning to join our show?”A bright female voice came from the phone.
Dilareba paused for a moment and said with some shame,"I'm sorry, Sister Ying. I'm very happy to participate in your program, but I suddenly feel very tired recently, so I plan to take a break and rest for a period of time. Therefore, I can't participate in your program for the time being.”
"I see. You're still young. Don't tire yourself out. After all, your body is the foundation of everything!”Sister Ying said kindly.
Dilareba gritted her teeth and mustered her courage."However, although I can't participate in your program, I would like to recommend a good candidate for you.”
"Oh? Who was it? It must be pretty good to have Deeny recommend him.”
" He…he's called Zhou Zimo."
……
"Ah Qiu! Who's talking about me?"
After a loud sneeze, Zhou Zimo sat up on the bench in the park.
Yesterday, he was penniless. Helplessly, they could only spend the night on a park bench. Fortunately, he was in good physical condition. Even though he was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt, he did not catch a cold.
"Sigh, what should I do on the first day after transmigrating?”After doing some simple exercises, Zhou Zimo suddenly felt a little lost.
However, just as he was thinking about it, the phone that had transmigrated with him actually rang. This surprised him a little. No way, a phone call could still be made after transmigrating?
Ding!" Friendly reminder: The host's phone number has been changed by the system. It is applicable in this world.”The system notification sounded at the right time.
"I see." Zhou Zimo nodded and answered the call. He was curious about who called him after he transmigrated.
"Hello. Are you Mr. Zhou Zimo?" A clear female voice came from the phone.
"Yes, it's me. May I know who you are?"
"Hello, Mr. Zhou. I'm Yu Hangying, the producer of Jiangsu and Zhejiang TV Station.”
"What is it? Yu Hangying?"
Although Zhou Zimo was just a small extra on Earth, he was familiar with the people in the industry. This Yu Hangying was not simple. She was an extremely powerful producer and director at Jiangzhe TV Station. He had been the producer and director of many shows, and his results were not bad. He was a well-known character in the industry.
"Hehe, it's me."
"Hello, Sister Ying. I really didn't expect you to call me. I'm really flattered.”Zhou Zimo quickly became polite and even addressed the other party as " sister ", which unconsciously closed the distance between the two of them. After all, he had not been a walk-on for so many years for nothing.
"Hehe, Mr. Zhou, you're too polite. Our station has recently introduced a new program. The reason I called you this time is to ask if you're interested in joining us to participate in the recording of this program.”
"Alright! What show is it?"
"It's a large-scale outdoor sports reality show imported from Han country. It's called 'Running Brothers'.”
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