Entertainment: The Path to Best Actor for Talented Actors

Three days have passed since the investigation began.

On a wide meadow, the grass is just beginning to sprout.

The sun was quite hot.

Zhang Ze carried a 25-kilogram backpack and ran a 5-kilometer cross-country race.

At this moment, he was exhausted.

After more than two months of training, Zhang Ze's physical strength is now among the best of the ordinary soldiers.

But ultimately, the foundation is still weak. It's wishful thinking to think that they can catch up with the quality of special forces soldiers in just two months.

Zhang Ze now feels like he was assigned to the top class back in school.

It was utterly hopeless. He tried desperately to catch up and trained relentlessly, but he still couldn't keep up with these special forces soldiers.

But in retrospect, there are many benefits to studying with top students.

With the skills Zhang Ze has now acquired, dealing with two or three ordinary soldiers is child's play.

According to Qiao Lei, the "Living Yama," Zhang Ze's current physical condition qualifies him to participate in the special forces selection, but it's still uncertain whether he will be eliminated.

Qiao Lei, standing behind them, was loudly urging them on through a megaphone.

"Quick, quick! Are you old ladies?"

"At this rate, the motherland and the people are ashamed of you!"

"Special forces soldiers can go anywhere they can't go, and they can complete any mission they can't complete."

No one in the group paid any attention to his howls; they just kept quiet, gritting their teeth and persevering.

I'm afraid that if I take a single breath, I'll lose all my strength!

Over the next month, Zhang Ze not only practiced rock climbing and shooting, but also frequently ran while carrying 65 kilograms of logs.

Zhang Ze practiced special forces combat techniques with particular diligence.

The Living Yama Qiao Lei told him

"You punch me, I kick you; that's childish."

"If you slap me, I'll twist your head off, or even before you slap me, I'll twist your head off."

"These are real special forces soldiers!"

He wholeheartedly agreed with this statement, so he practiced even harder!

……

Inside a dimly lit room, there were instruments of torture.

A yellowish light bulb was burning overhead.

Zhang Ze was tied to a wooden frame.

"Slap! Slap!"

"what……"

A man wearing a black hood was violently wielding a whip, shouting fiercely.

"Will you tell or not? Will you tell or not?"

"Ah... damn it... ah!" the man screamed in agony.

"I'll ask you one more time. If you still don't answer, I'll brand you with a hot iron!" The hooded man grabbed Zhang Ze's head and threatened him viciously.

"Forget about it! I'd rather die than tell!" Zhang Ze glared at the hooded man in front of him with a ferocious expression.

"Fine, since you don't know what's good for you, then I'll grant your wish!" The hooded man reached out and picked up the red-hot branding iron next to him.

She slowly moved in front of him, from his mouth to his chest, then to his stomach, and finally to his lower abdomen.

Finally, it stopped between his legs, at the man's most important place!

"What the hell do you want to do?" Zhang Ze roared in terror, his eyes wide.

"Hehehe..."

The hooded man let out a sinister, cackling laugh and forcefully pressed the red-hot branding iron down...

"what……"

Zhang Ze screamed in terror and got out of bed.

He waited for about two seconds before he came to his senses.

I found myself in my dorm bed; I was just having a nightmare.

Still feeling uneasy, he subconsciously pulled back his blanket and looked down to check.

"Thankfully, the second child didn't suffer!"

He has been having nightmares for several days since they conducted anti-torture training a few days ago.

Anti-torture training is simply inhumane and causes extremely serious psychological trauma!

"What's wrong, Zhang Ze? You had another nightmare!" a veteran asked with concern.

"Yes, I've been having nightmares these past few days!" Zhang Ze said, somewhat annoyed.

"You might be experiencing some psychological trauma. Try seeing Dr. Liang when it's light out! Let her help you process it!"

At this point, the special forces soldier excitedly rolled over, lay down, and whispered.

"Do you know, Dr. Liang is the most beautiful woman in our special forces team. I like to go to her for advice whenever I have a problem!"

"You're not really there for a medical checkup. Don't think we can't tell what's on your mind!"

At that moment, another veteran quietly interjected.

"You also go to see Dr. Liang often! Let's not laugh at each other when we're both in the same boat!" The two started arguing.

"Hey Zhang Ze, you haven't met Dr. Liang yet, have you?"

"Let me tell you, Dr. Liang is just as beautiful as any female celebrity, and she's also a renowned psychologist!"

"Let me tell you, Dr. Liang's name is Liang Lu, and she's 30 years old..."

Just then, everyone else in the dormitory woke up and shouted excitedly.

"If you guys start talking about Dr. Liang, then I won't be sleepy anymore!"

A group of grown men chatted about everything from Dr. Liang to Station Chief Han of the communications station, and the group of Tyrannosaurus Rex in the female special forces...

They say that after three years in the army, even a sow can look as beautiful as Diao Chan!

Zhang Ze just smiled knowingly. Being in the entertainment industry, he had seen all kinds of beautiful women.

This is just something these hormone-fueled boys are trying to find humor in!

However, when Zhang Ze arrived at the military psychological counseling room the next day, he was indeed amazed by this military doctor, Liang.

She was around thirty years old, with short, ear-length hair, delicate features, and snow-white skin.

Just as the soldiers said, her appearance was comparable to that of a celebrity.

"Is there a problem?" she asked Zhang Ze with some curiosity.

"I've been having nightmares a lot lately," Zhang Ze answered honestly.

"Sit here, lie down on this, don't be nervous!" Dr. Liang said gently.

Looking at Dr. Liang's face, Zhang Ze suddenly remembered that Dr. Liang had a certain temperament similar to that of the actress Yong Mei.

He spoke softly and gently, making people feel hesitant to object.

"No wonder those special forces soldiers are always trying to find ways to get here!"

After constantly facing the wrathful instructors, suddenly a beautiful woman speaks softly and gently like an older sister, leaving anyone bewildered!

"I recognize you, you must be the celebrity Zhang Ze!" Dr. Liang smiled at Zhang Ze.

"I was an actor, now I am soldier Zhang Ze!"

"Hehe..." Dr. Liang chuckled, amused by Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze unknowingly started chatting with Dr. Liang.

Somehow, he gradually fell asleep.

I slept very soundly that night.

Several hours had passed when I woke up in the recliner.

"You're awake!" Dr. Liang asked with a smile.

"Sorry, I don't know why I felt so sleepy and fell asleep!" Zhang Ze rubbed his eyes, feeling a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, I hypnotized you! A good night's sleep will help you recover from the past few days!"

As Dr. Liang spoke, a faint smile remained on his face, as if he had done something insignificant.

"What? You hypnotized me!" Zhang Ze looked at her in surprise.

"yes!"

"When? I have absolutely no recollection of it!"

"Right when we said our first words!" Dr. Liang said with a smile.

"Then, did I say anything I shouldn't have?" Zhang Ze asked nervously.

"It's nothing much, just some things: I liked my English teacher when I was little, your current girlfriend is Zeng Lai, and I dream of becoming a movie star!"

With each word Dr. Liang spoke, Zhang Ze's face turned paler by half.

"This is terrifying! This woman is absolutely terrifying!" He felt a sense of fear, as if he had no secrets from Dr. Liang.

"Who would want a woman like that!"

"Dr. Liang, may I ask you a question?"

"Okay! What do you want to ask?"

"Have you ever had a boyfriend?"