Chapter 42 For Dreams!

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  Zhou Shaoming hastily walked onto the street, wanting to find a good real estate agency. On the crowded street, he took one step after another with increasing determination.

  Suddenly a lot of people appeared in front of me, gathered together, and some were looking at the flyers in their hands, discussing them in a low voice.

  The wind blew a discarded flyer to his feet, and Zhou Shaoming picked it up out of curiosity. The dazzlingly large title, however, left him utterly astonished!

  "Help a young director!"

  Zhou Shaoming looked up in dismay and unexpectedly found that Little Robert, who had disappeared, was standing on the other side of the street not far away!

  Several curious passersby gathered around him, looking at him and the flyer in his hand.

  Little Robert Downey Jr. wore a suit and tie with a large placard on his chest that read: I am Little Robert Downey Jr., 1992 Academy Award nominee, please help my friend!

  His friend?

  Could it be that his friend refers to me?

  Little Robert held a stack of flyers in his hand and was loudly telling a passerby, with a firm expression showing his inner world.

  "Please help me, help my friend! A fire has turned his film into ashes. This excellent director is deeply hurt, please everyone lend a helping hand to him! God bless you!"

  "Is what you're saying true? The Oscar winner of '92 is begging on the streets?"

  "I swear! I guarantee it as a 1992 Oscar nominee that everything I say is true! Please help me fulfill his dream!"

  "My god, I don't remember things from 1992 anymore, it's already 1999 now! Whether you're a movie emperor or not, I'm not clear!"

  "When did you learn this trick? Let's go!"

  Little Robert's face turned bright red, but he quickly calmed down and continued to shout at another passerby: "Friend! Please help a young director who has lost his way! He has great prospects and dreams, now he just temporarily fell down, please help him get back up again!"

  Time and time again, ridicule and sympathy did not make Little Robert retreat. He handed out flyers to every passerby, as low-key as possible, even begging people to help Zhou Shaoming.

  The 1992 Oscar nomination for Best Actor was like a scorching hot lava that burned Zhou Shaoming's eyes.

  Someone threw down a twenty-dollar bill, but it was trampled by the people behind, and the muddy dollar bill was blown up by the wind. Little Robert hurriedly bent over and chased after the bill.

  Every copper coin brings Zhou Shaoming closer to his dreams, every banknote supports the priceless friendship, and he is worth it!

  Little Robert, with his head down, chased after the bill and finally found it stopped at someone's feet. Little Robert hastily picked up the bill, patted off the dust and mud on it, and without lifting his head said: "Sir, help a director out, please..."

  He lifted his head, and it was Zhou Shaoming's face that was somewhat excited, somewhat puzzled, and somewhat grateful.

  "Haha, you're awake? Christina and Tobin, Jeremy and I have all decided to help you re-shoot Saw, so we're all thinking of ways to raise money for you. Don't worry, your despicable brother can't destroy your dreams!" Little Robert was stunned, then smiled and patted Zhou Shaoming's shoulder vigorously: "You're not feeling well, go back and rest, the money is on us now!"

  Zhou Shaoming's heart was like a five-flavor bottle that had been turned upside down, and he didn't know what taste it was. He just looked into Little Robert's eyes and said seriously and gently: "What for?"

  "For friends, for dreams!" Little Robert burst out laughing and waved his hand nonchalantly: "In the past, it was also someone who used these two words to pull me back from the abyss of drugs, I'm just repaying him!"

  Then Little Robert rushed away and pulled another passerby, shouting: "Please help a young director, please lend a hand!"

  He can even sacrifice his own dignity, presenting himself naked to the world, all for a promise between friends, a friend's illusory dream, and he dedicates himself wholeheartedly, disregarding everything, disregarding any cost.

  Looking from afar, Zhou Shaoming's heart seemed to be awakened thread by thread, ignited with rising flames thread by thread, and burned himself up thread by thread until his blood was boiling.

  That's what friends are for, through thick and thin, sharing honor and shame, a lifelong friendship!

  Zhou Shaoming's eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, while Little Robert suddenly seemed to have thought of something and turned his head to say: "Kristina is at the end of the street!"

  Christina, a young and beautiful 19-year-old girl, was running after a passerby, sweating profusely, saying: "Sir, sir! Please help a poor director! He worked hard to fulfill his dream, but a fire destroyed it. Help him out, donate something for him! Just $100, or even $50 will do!"

  The man stood there for a moment, shouting "I don't have any money!", then angrily pushed Kristina aside.

  Christina was tripped by that guy and her ankle accidentally stepped on an uneven place on the ground, directly spraining her foot!

  But Christina didn't care about the pain in her foot, and without even looking at it, she hopped up with a painful limp, chasing after another passerby, shouting the same thing: "Sir, sir! Please help a genius director! He's sure to win an Oscar! Please help him out! Let him reshoot the movie, please, sir!"

  Someone pitied her and threw a ten-dollar bill into the small cardboard box on the ground, Christina hastily bowed her head in gratitude to thank the kind-hearted person.

  Zhou Shaoming gazed at a foot jumping around on the ground, ceaselessly chasing after passersby to ask for help for his Christina, warmth surging in his heart, and his already blurry eyes couldn't help but warm up.

  "Christina!" The shout came from behind, so familiar, so warm.

  Christina turned around, surprised to find Zhou Shaoming appearing in front of her, and couldn't help but hop over on her injured foot: "Zhou, you're awake? I and Robert, Jeremy...".

  Zhou Shaoming didn't say a word, he just rushed up and tightly hugged the girl who made him cry out loud, holding her close as if to melt her into his own life.

  "What's wrong? Zhou, don't cry, don't cry!" Kristina seemed to feel something too, and slowly hugged Zhou Shaoming tightly, then reached out her hand to wipe away the tears from his eyes, and her own beautiful light blue eyes also sparkled with tears, stroking his face.

  What flowed out were tears of happiness, beauty and gratitude.

  The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and a bright red sun suddenly appeared from behind the gloomy sky. The golden light of its rays pierced through the gradually dispersing fog, gently wrapping the young man and woman who were tightly embracing each other in its warm sunlight.

  The sunshine draped them in a golden garment, so dazzling, so scorching, like two young hearts colliding, bursting out with radiant light that makes people feel only happiness, until forever.

  Only for friends, for loved ones, for dreams!