Chapter 1077: Thank You for Your Hard Work

Eight hours after Chen Hao arrived in the island country, the news finally became uncontrollable. Upon learning that he was coming here to experience life, the media went out in large numbers, and fans appeared in groups on the streets, ready to gather at the real location as soon as they got the news.

Oscar winner, Oscar best film, Cannes winner, Cannes best film...

A series of achievements destined Chen Hao to not be loved as a Chinese actor in the island country. In the past, there might have been some resistance to him, but now this voice has long disappeared. The anger accumulated by those star-chasing young people has not been released. If anyone ignites their anger at this time, they will inevitably become the target of their venting and attack, and you will become cannon fodder and be bombed to ashes in the shortest time.

After a lot of effort, Chen Hao came to the island country, and the fan guard team was automatically established. Not only did they have to appear by his side in reality at the first time, but on the Internet, these people automatically purified the air. No matter who it was, if they dared to speak out against him at this time, they would be attacked more crazily than those fans of the Chinese Haomen.

The most rational article written by fans in the island country on the Internet was written like this.

"You can dislike him, you can not see him, but I hope you don't deprive us of the right to like him. We rarely see him, and we don't want to be disturbed. Even if it's just one day a year, we should have a few days to take a good holiday for him."

If you say something irrational, then there are all kinds of words, how unpleasant it is, this line is lower than you can imagine.

In the lounge of the funeral home, Chen Hao was lying on the single bed that was like a massage bed in the place where the undertaker usually rested. The concentrated cold air blew in through the air outlet, and the temperature was a little low. No wonder there were blankets here.

There was no toilet in the lounge, and you had to go out and walk more than ten meters in the corridor.

The cold wind was a bit chilly, but the room was very quiet. In addition to the sound of the cold wind blowing in, you couldn't hear any sound in the lounge. It was located in a remote area and was the quietest area in the building. I woke up and looked at the time. It was eleven o'clock in the morning. I had slept for more than three hours. I sat on the bed and shook my head. Chen Hao's left mouth corner inadvertently pulled up an arc. Some things are really scary. The more terrifying it is, the longer it lasts, and many things become true.

In such an environment, there are not many people in the corridor. After you get up and go to the toilet, even if the lights in the corridor are very bright, you will feel that there will be a buzzing sound in the next second and the lights in a certain section will be broken.

A quiet and silent place, alone, a long corridor, and you need to go to the bathroom at the end of the corridor alone. This is completely the standard horror movie atmosphere. In addition, there are sometimes more dead people than living people here. The morgue is half a floor underground. When walking to the bathroom, you just pass by the gentle slope going down.

Looking sideways, the lights at the door of the morgue, at the end of this gentle slope, the sense of horror is even stronger, a little bit of green light comes, whether it is the undertaker himself or some people who come here, they will impose these horrors on the undertaker, they will naturally equate the undertaker with these horrors.

"Mr. Chen, you are awake."

At the door of the bathroom, the scary feeling of the scene is even stronger.

Chen Hao turned to enter the bathroom, and the people inside walked out. The male undertaker greeted him politely first. This is a very normal scene, but here, it is Chen Hao. If it were someone else, they would think that the other party was deliberately scaring themselves. If it were a movie, this would be a scene from a horror movie. A shot was flicked over, and the male protagonist saw a person less than ten centimeters away from you at the first time, and then suddenly greeted you.

"Yeah, I slept very comfortably."

After the other party started talking, he realized that his habit would make people around him uncomfortable. Feeling that Chen Hao was not pretending to be calm, the other party smiled: "Mr. Chen, the media has come outside, and many fans have also arrived. According to your instructions, in this building, only the staff who work and live here normally, your assistant and bodyguard are outside."

Chen Hao nodded, indicating that he wanted to relieve himself, brushed past the other party, and entered the bathroom with the sound of dripping water. There were closed partitions one by one. You closed the door subconsciously to protect your privacy, but when you really closed the door, the rust on the hinge made a creaking sound, and the sound of the partition door closing a little bit by a bang, the timid ones were scared here.

Anything, taken alone, is nothing, it's all normal, but when the atmosphere created by all this is connected with these things, the timid ones will definitely not be able to stay here any longer. Everything is the standard atmosphere and picture of horror movies that you can associate with reality.

Once the partition door is closed, you will not feel that your privacy is protected, but you will feel a cool breeze on the back of your neck. The next second, you will feel that something bad will happen to you. You will not even want to urinate, but just want to pull up your pants and leave here immediately.

"Interesting, you really don't know until you experience it. These movies in the past were based on life, but now they affect life."

Chen Hao did his own thing in an orderly manner. After coming out, he stood in front of the pool to wash his hands. He also deliberately raised his head and looked behind him through the mirror on the wall of the pool. It was a familiar picture and a familiar feeling.

The cognition that can cause ordinary people to have misunderstandings is also the potential hint brought to everyone by film and television dramas and novels in recent years, suggesting that everyone will subconsciously think so. What about the undertaker himself? He is just living his own life. Maybe he knows that the outside world has misunderstandings about him, but he has no way to explain it, and he knows that he can't explain it clearly.

After a long time, misunderstandings are misunderstandings. Anyway, when they hear about my profession, they all have that kind of expression subconsciously. Not to mention friends and neighbors around me, even my family members don’t understand it. They will look at me with a look of looking at a monster. In this way, I will slowly think that I am out of place, so don’t go to the crowd and just live my own life.

A misunderstood profession.

A neglected crowd.

An existence that is incompatible with society.

In fact, it is really just one of the 360 ​​professions. In comparison, it may be a little braver than others. Those horror movies created by environmental sound, light and color are really as ridiculous as cartoons in the eyes of the undertaker.

"This time, I came a little abruptly, please forgive me."

Chen Hao apologized to the two undertakers. He experienced their work in a way that he looked at abnormal people, which was a kind of disrespect to them and deserved this apology.

The two were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and smiled at Chen Hao knowingly. There was no need to say more, and thank you for being able to really understand us.

"I'm sorry, it seems that I can't invite you to my home to sit for a while." The male undertaker was a little regretful. The media and reporters outside had already gathered here, and it was impossible to experience it at home again.

"One call, one hundred calls, I will visit Mr. Kikuchi Masao, I believe he will give me a picture of the life of an undertaker."

Kikuchi Masao is a senior star in this industry. When the two undertakers heard his name, they showed respect on their faces and bowed to Chen Hao: "Please ask Mr. Chen to give my regards to Senior Kikuchi."

Chen Hao shook hands with the two men, and before walking out of the side door of the building, he still said what was in his heart: "It's really a pity that I can't really live and work with you for 24 hours."

When I came here, I experienced 24 hours. At this time, I really threw away the thought of experiencing for the sake of experience, and what was left was purely respect for the profession.

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The door was pushed open, the inside was cool and a little cold, and outside the door was the enthusiasm of fans rolling in with heat waves.

The moment he opened the door and walked out, Chen Hao had a signature smile on his face. Qiu Yu was already standing beside him, whispering at the fastest speed, not knowing how many instructions his boss would hear. It was better than not saying anything. Even if it was only a few seconds, it could convey some information to his boss.

He waved his hand and faced the cheering fans and media. He hadn't appeared in the island country for a long time. The fans here had already been full of enthusiasm. Those who appeared here now all rushed here within the unit time. All those who could come came. Everyone hoped to use their enthusiasm to let Chen Hao see the existence of fans in the island country, so that he would not forget that there is a country here in the future, and there are millions of fans who are looking forward to their idol appearing and staying in this land more often, even if it is just a short stay, so as to save themselves and others from being like orphans who have lost their way and have no home, unable to find the direction of home.

"Thank you. "Departures" will be filmed here. I will also select at least one main actor here, and I will select several fans from the fan club to participate in the filming."

"I haven't been here for a long time. Thank you for your hard work."

The art of language often has a very powerful magic, which can even create unimaginable influence and control in a very short time.

I haven't been here for a long time.

Thank you for your hard work.

Chen Hao's slight bow earned him a few minutes of thunderous cheers. The whole scene was hotter than the boiling water. Standing on the steps, you can clearly see the fans who are shouting with red faces and hoarseness. The men are shouting and boiling, and the women are screaming and crying.

The charm of idols and the charm of language have erupted in the most unique influence among these fans in this country, igniting the inner enthusiasm of those who have been waiting for a long time.