Crush on "Big" Stars

On Children's Day, the orphanage held a fun party for the children.

After the event was over, Xiao Hongyu gave Jian Yiwei the performance fee that Lin Mingwei had given him in advance, and asked with a smile, "Would you like to go to a primary school in a poor mountainous area to do charity activities?"

"When?"

"There's no rush for this, we have to wait until one month before the end of the year."

"If there is no other work arrangement at that time, I'd like to go there, and I can spare time to arrange it." Jian Yiwei's attitude was frank, and then he turned his face and asked Lin Mingwei: "What about you? What do you think?"

"Yeah!" He nodded again and again, "I'd like to go there too."

"Okay, you must contact me in advance when the time comes. I will go to the backyard to see the children now, so see you next time."

"Goodbye."

Xiao Hongyu smiled and waved his hands, then turned and left. Although he was puzzled by Lin Mingwei's way of using his own money to Jian Yiwei, he couldn't ask or say anything more, because he promised his partner Zhu Minyan to keep it a secret.

After a while, the two of them packed up their things calmly and prepared to go back. Suddenly, a doubt arose in Jian Yiwei's mind, so he asked curiously: "I haven't seen your volunteer friend Zhu Minyan again after the year, she Woolen cloth?"

Lin Mingwei couldn't help laughing, and said bluntly: "She went abroad to study with her boyfriend."

"oh, I see."

"Ah."

"I remember you said you could draw, why don't you study abroad?"

He paused, continued to pack his things with his head down, and said in a low voice, "I haven't thought about it."

"Oh..." Jian Yiwei nodded, placed the guitar in his hand, and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Okay." He agreed, slowly straightened his back, and suddenly remembered what happened to him in college, and quickly shook his head. Everything has become a thing of the past, and there is really no need to think about it.

Jian Yiwei walked briskly to the hall near the backyard. When he took out the envelope containing the performance fee from his back trouser pocket, he accidentally saw a little boy not far away who almost tripped over the steps and fell on the concrete floor. He hurried up Going forward, squatting down and caring: "Are you okay? Little one."

"I'm fine, thank you brother Yiwei!" There was a smile on the little boy's chubby face.

"You know me, you have a good memory."

The little boy giggled and said, "Yes, I like your song."

"Thank you for your compliment," Jian Yiwei stroked his hair with a smile, and praised him while standing up: "You are awesome, but you should be careful when you walk."

The little boy seemed to notice the envelope in his hand, raised his head to look into his eyes, and asked curiously, "Why didn't Brother Yiwei and Brother Mingwei hand this envelope to our teacher?"

"You know the envelope?" he was taken aback.

"Yeah!" The little boy nodded heavily, and continued: "I have seen brother Mingwei hand over the same envelope to our sister Minyan before."

"Did you remember wrongly?"

"No." The little boy shook his head innocently, waved his little hands and said, "Brother Yiwei, I have to go back to the classroom, goodbye."

"goodbye……"

Jian Yiwei watched the little boy run towards the backyard, looked down at the envelope in his hand, and suddenly realized that all this was just one person's arrangement. Sadness and dissatisfaction boiled in his heart, and he hurried all the way back to the performance venue.

"Why are you walking so fast? You're not in a hurry." Lin Mingwei said casually, not knowing that he already knew what he had been hiding for a long time.

An angry Jian Yiwei threw the envelope to the ground, and asked straight to the point: "Why did you hand over the money to others and then hand it over to me? Just to let me sing in the children's welfare home?"

"How do you know?!" He covered his mouth in shock, feeling that he couldn't explain it, and didn't avoid his eyes that wanted to know the reason. He just wanted to explain: "Don't you like singing? It's nothing, don't do it If not, the company can’t justify it.”

"Do I care what the company says?!"

"I know, I know you won't, but..." He knew that he had a hard time speaking, and Jian Yiwei immediately interrupted him before he finished speaking: "Next time, please don't make decisions on your own!"

Lin Mingwei stared sadly at the back of his leaving, resolute and disappointed.

"I hurt his most precious self-esteem..." He remained motionless, standing on the spot for a long time, like a flower that withered suddenly, leaving the ground full of despair. He didn't know what tomorrow would look like, and could only wait quietly to hold his own destiny in his hands The people who play the strings decide whether to go or stay...