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Chapter 431 Marketing Ghosts

It's been a long time since I had a similar feeling.

When he first came to this world, he recalled the past in his previous life and felt a sense of dry retching and nausea. During that time, in order to recall the various details of the book "Ghost Blows Out the Light", he lay in front of the toilet and vomited more than once.

But since the end of "Ghost Blows Out the Light", that feeling gradually disappeared. Even when he participated in the One Emperor and Four Emperors Piano Competition and wrote those famous songs, he did not experience such dizziness in the darkness. Later, when he had time, he went to the hospital for a comprehensive physical examination. All the examination results showed good results, and his self-feeling state gradually improved.

But what's going on now?

In the darkness, Liao Yuan wanted to open his eyes, but felt that his eyelids were heavier than a thousand pounds. He knew that he was sleeping now.

But, damn, why haven't you woke up yet?

Hands, feet, mouth...

You guys move!

Liao Yuan was anxious and helpless inside.

I don’t know how long it took, but a trace of light flashed in front of me.

Gradually, the light turned into a glimpse of the white walls, which were dazzlingly bright.

Liao Yuan felt as if he was crying.

The corners of the eyes are moist.

There seemed to be someone whispering in his ears.

"I'm sorry, I'm really just for the money..."

"You have a wealthy family, and the pay for a movie is enough for us ordinary people to live for the rest of our lives. Why do you have to force me?"

"I was also considered your fan before, and I have watched all the movies you starred in..."

The nagging words floated around, looming.

There is a rotten smell around it.

There seemed to be a black shadow moving in front of him. Liao Yuan tried hard to open his eyes, but soon the scene was moved again.

Around the crowd were bustling with noise, screams, and scolding. Soon, the whistle of the ambulance came.

At this moment, Liao Yuan finally opened his eyes.

He found himself lying on a stretcher, surrounded by nurses, doctors, and staff around him.

"Wake up, Mr. Liao wakes up!"

"God bless you, Liao, I will never force you to compete with me again. I swear! Also, I admit defeat!"

"Liao Yuan, how are you doing? Where are you feeling uncomfortable? Doctor! Doctor!"

"Everyone calm down and let the doctor check it out and see what's going on?"

Sean, Tian Xingde, Chen Muen and others shouted anxiously. Soon, the surroundings became quiet. A doctor in the car picked up the stethoscope, listened on Liao Yuan's chest for a while, and then flipped Liao Yuan's eyelids.

After a while, he took off his stethoscope and said in confusion: "It feels normal, why do you faint? Maybe it's because of the pressure of work is too high! Of course, you need to go through the instrument to check it out. I suggest not to work too high intensities recently and ensure adequate sleep."

Liao Yuan came to his senses at this time, "What's going on?"

"You suddenly fainted on the set!"

Chen Muen asked, "How do you feel in your health now? Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

With the help of others, Liao Yuan reluctantly sat up from the stretcher, lowered his head and rested for a while before shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

Chen Muen said with concern: "Mr. Liao, go to the hospital for a check-up first. I have arranged the crew and will rehearse the first, Director Jiang will talk about everything when you come back."

People around him also persuaded him.

The newly signed deputy director Jiang Sheng also slapped his chest and sweared to ensure that he would complete his duties.

But the latter's piano sound seemed to contain loneliness and desolation, and there was an inexplicable attraction. At the beginning of the music, all passers-by instantly pulled into the illusion.

At that moment, people seemed to be sleeping on the whole world, floating in the distant clouds, staring at the sentient beings under the clouds.

"Although it is called "Fantasy Day", there is not much confusion in it. Instead, it reveals lightness, just like a traveler who accidentally discovered a new world."

"Good song, the master is worthy of being a master!"

"Haha, I fainted after pretending to be a pussy? It was on the hot search the next day? Marketing genius! I admire you!"

"Aren't you just filming "The Pianist at Sea"? As for playing a bitter plan?"

"Big Boss, I don't think it's okay?"

"I'll buy ten, no, I'll ask the whole class to read!"—
Chapter completed!
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