In fact, most of the time, life doesn't cause waves. In other words, our lives have always been peaceful, waiting for the occasional wave. After it calmed down, it made people feel that life was not really peaceful, like stagnant water.
Because there have been waves, when it is peaceful, you will find that the lake water, which is as flat as a mirror, has a unique beauty. In other words, you will cherish the peaceful life more, right?
Calmly and blissfully, he slowly waited for the birth of a little life. Hong Guan had never felt so fulfilled in his life before.
He still works in the garage, but he always takes time to ride a borrowed electric car to the hospital at noon.
He will wash the oil on his hands with alcohol before work, not because he is afraid of being laughed at in the hospital's VIP ward with a dirty appearance, but because he doesn't want his wife to feel how tired he is.
He hasn't seen Li Zifeng, nor did he take the initiative to find this person. He only knows that the hospital has never asked him for various fees.
Jin ZiYao would say that he must thank that good brother of his very much.
Hong Guan said that he is very busy now and can't spare time. He will wait for a chance in the future.
But he has already signed the agreement, and he intends to abide by it. So in the future, he will probably have to wait for a long time.
His wife said, "Okay, but when the child is born, I have to ask the godfather to see it." Because the matter of the godfather was something that they have agreed on a long time ago.
Hong Guan will only smile, because he can only smile, because he is afraid that Jin Ziyao's baby will be affected.
"Walking in the cold air of the winter night, what floats, and what is stepped on are all dreams …"
In the evening, in the big square that is always bustling, Hong Guan is still holding his small stall. Of course, the daily income is not much, but he can always get some.
But he didn't meet the young man who used to come often. Since that strange young man didn't give him a reward.
Sometimes, Hong Guan can't help but think that maybe the young man who listened to his songs silently every time really understood what he was singing.
Is it because of disappointment that he doesn't come again?
Hong Guan felt that even so, life still had to go on. Even though he was no longer here, his life still had to go on.
On the big screen in the square, a TV commercial was playing — it was a preview of a certain program.
Hong Guan didn't see it, but he knew that he was in the trailer.
It was the scene of a newcomer debuting.
Perhaps they were already recording a program?
…
"What was the opportunity that brought you into contact with music?"
In front of the green screen in the two-person recording studio, the host was interviewing Cheng Yiran. These interviews would be edited and added to the opening of the program on the night of the premiere.
"I've loved music since I was a child."
This was the draft that Li Zifeng asked someone to write.
Cheng Yiran didn't seem nervous when facing her first shot because they had already communicated before the recording.
Feiyun Entertainment invested a lot of money, so the host naturally wouldn't be careless in his interview with Cheng Yiran … In a society where everything depended on money, these permanent faces in front of the screen knew how to speak better than anyone else.
It was an almost artistic technique.
"Do you feel pressured? You're the only newcomer in this program, and the others are all seniors for you. "
"Of course, I'm nervous, but I'm more excited."
Cheng Yiran answered fluently, "Especially the seniors invited this time are all my favorites. It's an opportunity for me to compete with so many favorite singers."
…
"Mr. Cheng, I heard that before you were discovered by Feiyun Entertainment, you had been singing in bars and nightclubs. Is that true?"
"It's true."
Cheng Yiran nodded. This was also a planned question, "I'm very grateful to my current company. If it hadn't discovered me, I'm afraid I would still be a daydreaming boy."
"Gold will always shine."
The host smiled, "As long as you don't give up your music dream, I believe that not only you, but also more people like you, will find their own path … Mr. Cheng, thank you for coming this time!"
"You're welcome."
"Well, this challenge of a super newcomer is over. In the next episode, we will interview …"
The host made an OK gesture, and the program ended here. In the recording studio, Li Zifeng came to Cheng Yiran with great satisfaction. Of course, he also began to be polite with the host.
After that, Li Zifeng said, "Let's go, I helped you make an appointment with the chief writer of the entertainment section of 'New Monday'. You have to do a text interview today."
Cheng Yiran didn't even have time to eat. To be precise, he just had breakfast today. Although he ate some bread and other things on the way, he didn't really stop to rest.
The life of a newcomer who was about to make his debut was far more busy than he could imagine.
Cheng Yiran found that he hadn't played the guitar properly for two days.
Tomorrow, he even had to participate in some warm-up activities. Only the day after tomorrow, when he started to record his first single, he would have a chance to touch the instrument properly.
…
…
Pop —!
That was a pink bubble gum. After the bubble gum broke, the business was also very good. After chewing the gum until it was tasteless, another ball that was almost as big as his face was blown into the air.
He repeated this over and over again, and the person who was chewing on the bubble gum was also looking at the big screen in the square at this moment.
The person who chewed the bubble gum knew a lot of Chinese. She could understand but not speak well. "There is such a program here. It seems to be called 'Singer'? I heard that this country likes to 'import' … It's true. "
This is a very popular music program in this person's country … 'My former motherland, huh? After this mission, should I go back and have a look? "
She talked to herself, but she didn't seem to care about other people's gazes. Even in other people's eyes, this person … looked so strange.
She had short white hair and was wearing a black leather jacket with three-quarter sleeves … but it wasn't the usual style of leather jacket. She also had long pants and boots that weren't commonly seen. Everything looked so different … as if she was a woman who was cosplaying.
A woman in her twenties who was cosplaying … Wasn't she? If it wasn't for the fact that he was playing COSPALY, this would have been too abnormal.
The woman carried a slender tube on her back, like the kind of tube used by artists to carry their drawings.
Maybe there was a DSLR hidden nearby shooting?
"There's no blind spot. Just take a picture and it'll be a wallpaper …" However, the moment the flash lit up, the voice that rang out did not come from the cameraman who was probably hiding somewhere nibbling on a drumstick. Instead, it came from a passerby who could not help but reach out to take a picture.
However, when the passers-by opened the photo album on their mobile phones to enjoy it alone, they found that they only took a blurry shadow.
"That's weird. I clearly turned on the shockproof mode …."
But the white-haired cosplay woman had disappeared.
…
Later in the evening, Miss Maid was tidying up outside the club. This should be her last job of the day — to clean the place.
But when she heard the footsteps behind, You Ye stopped and turned around.
A white-haired woman in strange clothes slowly walked out from the dark.
The woman put her hands in the pockets of her leather jacket, chewing the bubble gum. "Is this place closed?"
You Ye smiled, "This place is always open for guests who need it."
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