After my epilepsy, the entire entertainment industry shunned me like a snake or a scorpion.

It looks familiar, but I'm not sure. Let's take another look.

Three seconds later, Rong Jin confirmed that the ribs on the table were exactly the same as the ones Yin Jiu sold to him last time.

Lu Cenyan: "What one hundred thousand?"

Yin Jiu spoke first: "Nothing, nothing! Eat, eat!"

As she spoke, she put a piece of ribs into Lu Cen's banquet bowl in an attempt to change the subject.

However, Rong Jin kept his mouth shut: "I just bought some food from your wife before. She charged me 100,000 yuan, but in the end I only had two sausages and ten pieces of ribs!"

Before Yin Jiu had time to shut up his broken mouth, Rong Jin said everything.

Lu Cenyan put down his chopsticks and asked Yin Jiu, "When did it happen?"

Yin Jiu: "Just a few months ago..."

Lu Cenyan looked at her speechlessly.

One hundred thousand, she really dared to cheat.

"Profiteer!" Rong Jin poked at the fish in the bowl and yelled.

Yin Jiu clenched the chopsticks in his hand and said angrily: "You obviously told me to sell it to you. It doesn't matter how much it costs. Why are you slandering me in turn?"

Rong Jin was furious: "Then I didn't expect you to offer 100,000 yuan!"

Yin Jiu: "Sister, let me teach you a lesson. Remember to ask the price next time you buy something!"

Seeing a few people bickering here, the village chief said happily: "If you like it, you can bring some more when you go back."

Rong Jin was overjoyed: "Thank you, village chief, then we're welcome!"

Yin Jiu: "They gave it to me just for my sake, but they still don't thank me."

Rong Jin: "Bang!"

After the village chief and his wife brought out the last dish, they sat down to eat with a few others.

Aunt Lin said: "Jiu, when will you leave this time?"

Yin Jiu lowered his head to eat without raising his head: "I'll leave tomorrow."

The village chief was a little surprised: "Are you in such a hurry?"

Yin Jiu responded: "Well, there are too many things on hand. I didn't find the time to come back this time."

Aunt Lin couldn't help but feel a little distressed when she saw Yin Jiu devouring the food: "Xiaojiu, isn't the school food bad? Look at the thin ones and eat more."

As she spoke, she picked up a piece of fish and put it into the Yin wine bowl.

Yin Jiu wiped his mouth carelessly: "The school food is pretty good. It's because of my work needs and I have to stay in shape."

"Ah? Are you working so soon?" Auntie was a little surprised.

The village chief quickly reminded his wife: "You forgot, our Xiaojiu has been on TV. I saw her on TV a few days ago."

"Ouch! If you didn't tell me, I would have almost forgotten that there is a child in our village who has also appeared on TV. If you think about it, Xiaojiu and I are still traveling together!" Auntie patted her forehead and said as if she suddenly realized.

Yin Jiu couldn't help but be curious. Tonghua Village was such a big place, but there were other artists besides her.

Yin Jiu quickly asked: "Who is it?"

Aunt Lin thought for a while: "The child from your Third Uncle Yu's family is named Chang Xu. He is just a few years older than you. He is said to be singing and dancing outside. In terms of seniority, he is still your cousin."

Yu Changxu?

Why does this name sound so familiar?

I remembered!

Isn't this the unlucky teammate Zeng went to! ?

How come he suddenly turned into her cousin?

Although she didn't know who Yu Changxu was, she knew Uncle Yu.

If it weren't for Uncle Yu's help, her father would have starved to death when he was a child.

The Yu family is not only kind to the Jiang family.

Still a great favor.

Thinking of the recent gossip, if she remembered correctly, Yu Changxu had just terminated his contract with the company two days ago.

Yin Jiu's palms were sweaty and he said nervously, "Auntie, do you know where Yu Changxu is now?"

The village chief answered: "This child just came back yesterday. He doesn't seem to be in very good spirits. He should be at home now."

Yin Jiu stood up suddenly: "Auntie, I have something else to do, so I won't talk anymore!"

Looking back, she told Lu Cenyan: "Take the three of them back to my grandma's house first. I will be there later."

Lu Cenyan: "Don't worry."

With his words, Yin Jiu was relieved and ran directly to Uncle Yu's house.

After such a big thing happened, she was really afraid that Yu Changxu would not be able to think about it.

The overwhelming accusations and abuse on the Internet would be difficult for anyone to bear.

If this matter had been dealt with by other people, maybe she wouldn't have meddle in such nosy matters, but her third uncle had helped her father back then, and she couldn't sit idly by this time.

In the afternoon, there were not many people on the streets.

Uncle Yu's home is in the east of the village. It's the first home along the road. It's easy to find.

Because the entire village, except for the village chief's family and the Jiang family, was built best by the Yu family.

The door of Yu's house was open, so Yin Jiu rushed in directly: "Third uncle, where are you?"

I called three times, but no one answered.

Just when Yin Jiu thought there was no one at home, there was a sound of footsteps on the second floor.

"Who's coming?"

The man's voice is deep and magnetic, and his pronunciation is clear and his tone has a hint of charm.

This is the unique charm that people who have studied vocal music have when speaking, and it cannot be imitated by ordinary people.

Yin Jiu looked at the person who came and breathed a sigh of relief. She waved to him and said hello: "Yu Changxu, hello."

The moment Yu Changxu saw Yin Jiu, he subconsciously rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe it: "Jiang...Jiang Jiu?!"

Yu Changxu pointed at her, as if she had seen a ghost in broad daylight:

"No, it should be Yin Jiu!"

Yin Jiu was a little surprised: "You know me?"

Yu Changxu nodded: "Of course I know you. You are a famous celebrity. What do you want to see me for?"

In the living room, the two of them were sitting opposite each other.

Yu Changxu poured a glass of warm water for Yin Jiu. Yin Jiu glanced at it and thanked him, then mixed some cold water for himself.

She doesn't like hot and lukewarm water.

Yu Changxu scratched his head. In order to protect his throat, he often drank warm water and had developed a habit.

Yin Jiu: "I used to be a fan of your teammates, but I'm no longer a fan now."

Yu Changxu hesitated: "Did Zeng go there?"

"Yeah." Yin Jiu admitted directly.

Yu Changxu drooped his head, lowered his head and kept picking at his hands. He was silent and needy: "I have never bullied him, nor have I isolated him."

Yin Jiu: "I believe you."

"Thank you." Yu Changxu was happy even if only one person believed in him. "Actually, there is no need for Teacher Jiang to come all the way to tell me this. I am an amateur now."

Yin Jiu curved his lips and smiled: "Who said I came all the way here? Tonghua Village is also my hometown, and my father is Jiang Shuoyang."

Yu Changxu raised his head with a "swish", his eyes were bright, and he seemed to be a little surprised and a little surprised: "Are you from Uncle Jiang's family!? I remember I hugged you when I was a child!"

Yin Jiu: "..."

Is this the point?

Now is not the time to reminisce.

Yin Jiu decisively took out his mobile phone and played the song that Zeng went to become popular a few months ago to Yu Changxu: "Does it sound familiar?"

Yu Changxu shook his head.

Yin Jiu played again: "Listen again."

A familiar yet unfamiliar melody.

"To be honest, it's very similar to my style. It's like there's a resonance pulling me in, but I feel like something is missing."

Yin Jiu knew what he wanted to express.

because--

This is a stolen child.

The thief stole its soul and turned it into a lifeless rag doll.

Beauty is beautiful, but it is ultimately a dead thing.

Until now, I have never deleted any book review, but I deleted one tonight. I have always listened to everyone's opinions. I will definitely listen to your suggestions, but please don't attack the male and female protagonists right from the start. .

I still say the same thing, it’s okay to scold me, I can accept it, and I’ll accept it even if I’m told that my writing is bad.

But it’s not okay to scold my male and female protagonists.

Especially the comments that criticize the heroine will be deleted directly next time. (Except for pertinent suggestions)