Fame's Unforgiving Light Chapter 4

Because it gets dark early, Ethan Stone's daily routine has become regular. He goes to bed at eight or nine o'clock and sleeps until he wakes up naturally.

The master was considerate of him and did not ask him to get up to practice.

It gets dark early and gets light early, and the morning light shines through the curtains onto the old dark floor.

Ethan Stone used to sleep well because he had no worries. His biggest worry every day was that he would forget his lines and be punished the next day. Later, when he grew up and experienced more things, and that kind of thing happened again, his insomnia problem became very serious, and sleeping became a very difficult thing.

At the slightest noise, he's like a frightened bird.

He felt his face a little itchy, so he reached out and touched it, and it seemed like he touched something. Ethan Stone vaguely felt that something was wrong, and after a long while, he slowly opened his eyes.

A handsome face with heroic spirit, very close.

"You..." He was startled.

"Are you awake?" he whispered in his brother's ear.

Ethan Stone called out in confusion: "Little knife?"

The person lying on his bed was his junior brother Xiaodao.

Xiaodao said softly: "Did I wake you up? Go back to sleep."

Ethan Stone felt a little uncomfortable: "Why are you sleeping in my bed?"

Xiao Dao laughed: "You sleep in my room, Senior Brother, we used to sleep together..."

Ethan Stone's eyes widened a little. This junior brother really inherited all the advantages of the master and his wife. His face vaguely had the shadow of the master when he was young. Although he was still young, he had already seen the prototype of a future popular person. Perhaps it was because he had received a period of education abroad, his whole body was filled with enthusiasm.

Although my junior brother is still young, he must not be the same as before.

"When did you come back?" Ethan Stone sat up, and his junior brother sat beside the bed and said, "I just came back, so I came in to see you, but I didn't expect to wake you up."

"Oh...school's out?"

"I was released a long time ago. I came back only because I heard you were here."

Ethan Stone nodded and said, "This is your room, I will move to the side."

There are two more rooms next to it, which are the senior sisters' rooms.

"No, don't you want to sleep with me as soon as I come back? We used to have to share even a candy. Senior brother, don't you love me anymore?" He blinked aggrievedly.

"It hurts." Ethan Stone felt a headache. Xiaodao was two years younger than him, and he liked to stick to him and act like a spoiled child. He had always been very good to his junior brother. Later, when his junior brother became successful, he took him in. Ethan Stone was very grateful to him.

But... when I think about how he later came out and my master was so angry that he was hospitalized, I feel that it is inappropriate to be so close to him anymore.

"Your bed is too small. I don't want to squeeze in with you. Isn't there another room at home? I'll move there later."

Xiaodao was a little injured and felt very aggrieved. After being sad for a while, he ran out. Ethan Stone didn't care about him, just lay down and continued to sleep, this time locking the door.

Xiaodao went downstairs with a thump. The master who was cooking looked at him and said, "What? Did you go to see your senior brother?"

"I woke him up."

"He didn't scold you?"

"He wants to move rooms and doesn't want to sleep with me." he said angrily.

The master laughed and said, "I told you not to bother him. He is a celebrity now. You see he is very tired and very hard-working. He will easily wake up at the slightest noise. You'd better not bother him."

Xiao Dao groaned, thinking of the things said on the Internet, he couldn't help but feel sorry for him, and whispered: "Senior brother looks very tired, the way he looks at me, the tone of his voice when he talks to me, are all different from before, as if he has something heavy on his mind. Dad, you don't know how chaotic the entertainment industry is. Who knows... He has nothing, no background, no connections, how much bullying he will suffer."

The look in his senior's eyes made the sensitive Xiaodao very sad. He grew up with his senior and knew his physical condition well. He had been practicing martial arts since he was young, exposed to the sun in summer and frost in winter every day. Although his frame was narrow, his body was like a whip, lean but strong.

How could someone with such a body suddenly faint?

He knew very well what had happened to his senior brother. His pair of black eyes, which were always bright and shining, looked as if there was something dark hidden deep inside when he saw them today. He didn't know what he had been through to become like this. It made him feel heartbroken.

"Dad, please persuade him."

Zhuang Xuejiu sighed: "That depends on your senior brother listening to me."

How could the apprentice who had quarreled with him for learning acting in the past be obedient now?

His eyes were dark and he thought of his apprentice saying, "Master, I only know how to sing and act, what do you want me to do?"

He smiled bitterly. He had sung Kunqu opera all his life, but now he came to seek refuge with his senior brother who had foresight and came to the United States to build a career. He couldn't even afford this bowl of rice, so how could he ask his apprentice to eat it?

With Xiaodao back, the family became more lively. Zhuang Xuejiu mentioned to him several times whether he wanted to live in the United States, but Ethan Stone refused, so he stopped mentioning it.

In the next few days, Ethan Stone went to the ski resort again, but did not see Oliver Scott again.

Two days later, the physical examination results came out.

There is nothing wrong with the master, he just has a small kidney stone, which has no major impact. The master's wife has a more serious problem, she has a cyst that needs to be removed.

The doctor sighed and said: "Fortunately, it was discovered early. If it was later, it would be too late to save it!"

Ethan Stone's eyes were moistened, and he couldn't help but feel fortunate for the decision he had made. Fortunately, he came back... Fortunately, he had this chance to start over, and his master's wife was saved.

During the Spring Festival, the master's wife had to undergo surgery. Ethan Stone secretly heard Jack Reid talking on the phone. It was his family elder who asked him why he didn't come back for the New Year.

Jack Reid said, "Hey, Dad, I told you, I'm overseas with my boss. In a few days, in a few days... Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't scold me, I will bring you some gifts."

Ethan Stone overheard it by accident, and immediately gave Jack Reid a New Year's red envelope, booked a plane ticket for him, and let him return home to celebrate the New Year.

The plane ticket could not be refunded. It cost tens of thousands of dollars. Jack Reid couldn't bear it and asked him to change his ticket, but he refused. Jack Reid was very worried about leaving because he couldn't communicate with anyone by himself.

Ethan Stone said: "I have no problem with English. You saw it when I came here. Don't worry."

Jack Reid thought of the incident in which Ethan Stone’s English level was beaten by primary school students when he was recording a program, and he was mocked by the whole network for a week.

But these days in the United States, he found that Zhuang spoke English very well, very fluently, with almost no obstacles.

Could it be that he was secretly taking extra lessons?

Ethan Stone was determined and Jack Reid was coaxed by him into going home early reluctantly. She regretted it several times on the way and was particularly worried about Ethan Stone. She asked him to send her a message every day to report his safety.

The master's wife's operation was successful. The doctor told her to take good care of herself and to avoid certain foods.

"Master's wife, the weather here is too cold. Why don't you come back with me?" Ethan Stone advised.

The master's wife sighed and said, "Xiao Lingdang, your master and I finally made up our minds to come here and settled down. At my age, I don't want to make any more trouble. When I feel better, I will go back to see you and stay for a few months."

Unable to be persuaded, Ethan Stone could only try his best to stay for a few more days, but he couldn't stay here forever. There were still a backlog of work and notices for which he had signed contracts before in the country, and he couldn't delay it any longer.

The company's top management was dissatisfied with him and wanted to withdraw his resources and stop supporting him, but the contract that had been signed before could not be terminated.

If you break a contract, you will also have to pay liquidated damages.

He had arranged his schedule for the past six months in advance, and now he had to rush back to shoot a magazine cover. Sister Wen called him anxiously, saying that she had booked his flight ticket and urged him to go back immediately.

Even when there was a heavy snowstorm, he didn't ask his master to drive him there.

You have to transfer to return to China from the Twin Cities.

Ethan Stone packed his things and put the script of "Hidden Heart" in his bag, planning to read it slowly on the plane.

As a result, while he was still queuing to check in his luggage, he received a text message on his mobile phone reminding him that his flight was delayed.

Because of the blizzard, the airport broadcast announced countless times that all flights departing from São Paulo Airport were delayed due to weather reasons.

Ethan Stone called back to China: "Sister Wen, the airline arranged for me to stay in a nearby hotel for one night. It seems that the plane will not be able to take off today."

He waited in the airport lounge for three hours, and someone came to inform him that because the flight could not be scheduled to take off that day, he was asked to stay in a five-star hotel nearby, which would be paid for by the airline.

Su Wen said with a headache: "When can you fly? I can't help you with Fashion Monster anymore!"

"It's snowing hard." Ethan Stone opened the car window and pointed the microphone of his mobile phone outside the window. The whistling sound of the wind reached the other side. "Even the car can't move."

"Can't we take off from another city?" Su Min received a short video from him on WeChat. It was snowing so heavily that it looked like the end of the world.

"Why did you go abroad when you were fine!" At this moment she began to worry about Ethan Stone's safety. He was alone in a foreign country and encountered such a snowstorm. He was also a public figure and just had a minor accident. If something went wrong now, his fans would come and smash the company!

"No, the car can't go through. There's too much snow." He closed the car window and put his hands in his pockets. It was too cold. At this time, it was hard to tell when the take-off could be arranged. Ethan Stone couldn't go back to his master in case the airline suddenly notified him that the take-off time was confirmed.

Su Wen had no choice but to tell him: "I'll go talk to the magazine. Pay attention to your safety and stay in the hotel. Don't run around."

Ethan Stone checked in his luggage. He was only wearing a schoolbag. As usual, he wore a hat and mask and went to the hotel front desk alone to check in in a low-key manner.

This hotel is just three kilometers from the airport and is now packed. Everyone is noisy, and the TV in the lobby is showing various accidents caused by the blizzard. It seems that the snow is so powerful that it will last for at least several days.

After checking in, Ethan Stone lay down on the big bed in the well-heated room.

This is an old five-star hotel with very poor soundproofing. I could hear car horns outside the window and a child crying from the next room. I slept in a daze for a few hours, but was suddenly awakened by the ringing of my cell phone in the middle of the night.

He put on his coat, took a pack of Minibar biscuits and tore it open, then went downstairs while eating the ladyfingers.

It was already early in the morning, but the hotel was still very noisy at this time. Guests pulling suitcases were coming in and out from time to time, their leather shoes and trouser legs were stained with water. They anxiously asked if there were any rooms available, and finally got the answer that they were all booked.

The hotel restaurant was closed and he was hungry, so the front desk clerk kindly told him, "Sir, you can go to the bar, where there are snacks."

Following the directions given by the front desk, Ethan Stone entered the hotel bar. Perhaps because of the weather, there were still people sitting inside, chatting in a circle. Ethan Stone sat by the fireplace, showed his room card, and ordered a hamburger, French fries, fried chicken, and a drink that he couldn't quite understand.

Surprisingly, this drink is supposed to be a cocktail, but it doesn't have much alcohol taste and has a sweet, apple aroma.

I don’t know what country the person sitting next to me was from. He was chatting in a language I couldn’t understand, and the chattering was quite hypnotic.

The sofas in the bar were soft and dried by the fireplace, the flickering firelight looming before our eyes.

At one o'clock in the morning, Oliver Scott was awakened by the noise coming from the next room. He called to complain first. Not long after, the hotel waiter came up, apologized to him, and went to notify the guests next door to keep their voices down.

Oliver Scott was completely sleepless, so he changed into a sweater and went downstairs to the bar.

He is very grumpy when he wakes up. If he is woken up for no reason, he will be visibly unhappy and his whole body will emit cold air.

Sitting alone at the bar drinking, Oliver Scott heard two waiters talking.

"How come the guest fell asleep?"

"Which room does he live in?"

"Should we wake him up?"

He glanced sideways and saw a familiar-looking Asian face on the sofa next to the fireplace. The face was sleeping soundly with his head tilted and leaning on his arm, his face red in the flickering firelight.

Oliver Scott thought, that's not sleeping, it's drunk.