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"Go away!" The child ran out in a panic, and his elder brother stood at the door blankly, hitting his forehead in pain a few times, "Fan'er!"

The child pushed open the door and ran out into the narrow gap of the bungalow, and his figure gradually disappeared.

"Xiaofan hasn't come back yet?" In the evening, the housekeeper Bai Qiyun delivered the meal to Mencius Fan. Mencius Fan put down the brush in his hand and stood up. "When did he run out?" Ordinary people whose cooking smoke has risen.

"Master Meng Shenfan was beaten by the master in the afternoon. He probably disappeared after running out at three or four o'clock. The master won't let anyone chase him, saying that he will come back when he is hungry. You also know that the master hates the third young master the most." Bai Qiyun helped Mencius Fan put on his coat, "Second Young Master, please put on your clothes first."

"Grandpa, didn't you secretly ask someone to look for it?" Meng Zifan put on his clothes and walked downstairs anxiously, "Father never liked Xiaofan, this time he must have beaten him hard."

"Where are you going, Meng Zifan?" "Father!" Meng Zifan was shaking as he grabbed the handrail of the stairs, "Shen Fan hasn't come back yet, can I go out and look for him?"

Father's cane hit the ground hard, "No, whoever dares to leave this house today will never have to come back."

"Father!"

"Old Bai, send Second Young Master back to his room." Father waved his hand impatiently, "Tell Meng Yunfan not to go."

"Yes, master. Second Young Master, let's go back to the room." Bai Qiyun gently squeezed Meng Zifan's shoulder, and Meng Zifan had to obediently go back to the room.

"Hey, the little pervert came out again, did someone stab you in the back?" Several little boys surrounded the people, and standing upstairs, only a few heads of the children could be seen.

From a distance, it seems that these children are only about ten years old, and they all wear very simple clothes. Some of the boys even have a small braid on the back of their heads.

They pushed and shoved the people in the middle, and the chaotic circle became bigger and bigger, revealing a tall, thin and frail boy.The child just didn't open his mouth, biting his lip and tears rolling in his eyes.

"Second Brother, another child is here to bully Xiao Si!" With the sound of brisk footsteps on the floor, Meng Jiafan knocked open the door with his body, and threw himself into Meng Zifan's arms.Meng Zifan was knocked back a few steps to protect Meng Jiafan.

"Be careful, does it hurt?" Meng Zifan knelt down and asked her.Meng Jiafan grabbed his arm and rushed out of the window sill, "You bad guys, don't bully Xiaosi!"

The people outside could only hear the voice but couldn't see the person, but they retreated cautiously.

This is the boundary of the Meng family, where Meng girl can summon hundreds of people to cut up their corpses as soon as she cries.

Meng Zifan let Meng Jiafan hold his arm, and looked out of the window in a daze, "Jiafan, let me take you out to drive these bad guys away, okay?" His father spent his whole life enjoying the pleasure women brought him, Even Meng Jiafan loved him in disguise, and relying on her to go out became the only way.

Meng Jiafan smiled softly, with an innocent expression like a deer sneaking out of the forest.She dragged Meng Zifan to run outside, and Mencius followed half bent, not even the guard could stop him.

When the children saw him, they all dispersed. Xiaosi limped towards the alley, but was stopped by Meng Jiafan, who grabbed his arm and greeted him.

Meng Zifan hid in the corner of the guards, and said to Meng Jiafan, "I'll go find your brother, remember not to go back by yourself. See you under the old poplar tree later, okay?"

"Okay." Meng Jiafan blinked eccentrically and smiled like a cat that stole a fish, "Brother, be careful all the way."

"It's too ugly for children to fight, they're all in a ball together. When pandas fight, they're called national treasures, but when they fight, they're called pigs." Liang Tao curled his lips in disgust. "Now this child has a really high water content."

"Hmm...Brother Liang, you've worked hard." Chen Siqi sighed, and he and that little girl had played against each other for a long time. Apart from their innocent and childlike voice, they really had nothing special about them.What's even more funny is that they don't know who they worship. They are children and still pretend to be children's innocence, which makes people laugh and cry.

"I know that many people think that I am dissatisfied, uneducated, and have a background. But in the end, I also came from the audition. Filming is really slapped in the face, and now the child... tsk! Too delicate." Liang Tao squatted down with a cigarette in his mouth, and looked at the soles of his feet thoughtfully, "I don't know if you have observed it. Some children are very good at imitating when they are young, and they can catch people's attention. My mother thought so at the time, Then I used pots and irons to drag me down and find contacts. My family with an ordinary economy also made me very nervous. I didn’t even graduate from elementary school at that time, and I was competing and filming everywhere. I had to go to high school. But at that time I couldn’t even make up half of the [-]-character composition. I couldn’t keep up when I went to school, and I went out to work, and I didn’t have enough education. As soon as I closed my eyes on the bed, I thought, so what if I can act? I can’t really play a gangster who goes out to rob, then I will become real. I can’t even understand chromosomes when I play a doctor. I just can act, not just. At that time I thought, it would be ruined like this for a lifetime. It’s not like them, they show their face at the age of seven or eight, go back to school after a few years of popularity, go abroad after the college entrance examination, gain some popularity in foreign countries, and then return to China to eat and drink spicy food, and the first-line Celebrities recognize relatives and ancestors..."

Liang Tao has never talked about this with anyone. Star interviews are 80% of the creation of the producer, 10% of nonsense, 9% of sublimation, and 1% of the artist's observation. A legendary story that is even more exciting than a full-score composition in the college entrance examination.

In fact, this is not to say, otherwise who would have an easy life?Who is really so lucky, there will be a sunny avenue paved in front, rain or shine all the way.In the end, it's not all about going blind.

"I had a girlfriend before, not the girl I rumoured about before." He moved the floor, "I was in the same class as me, I begged Bai Lie to have a crush on him for three years, and then I confessed my love after living in a dormitory with me. The grandson suddenly became a lot of girls, and he was so happy that he could go to heaven. I don’t know if the shit was suffocated or why, so he came out with his parents. As a result, the family quarreled so much that they couldn’t even go home. You In the whole life of children, what else is there to ask for their parents’ blessings? What barriers are there to get through without parents? But he didn’t pass it.” He was silent for a long time, and looked up at Chen Siqi with red eyes, “One day he He kicked open the dormitory door very happily and told me that he had made peace with his parents. At that time, I had broken up with him for two months. What he said made me confused. His parents are not the kind of particularly enlightened, let alone impossible The child made a fuss and then compromised. I thought he was drinking too much and talking nonsense... I was reluctant to say anything like that... Then he went out to buy peace fruit at night, and he didn't come back all night." He took a deep breath and finally mustered up The courage to tell the final result, "The school I went to was not too cold in winter, and the lake in the school was only covered with a thin layer of ice. He soaked in it all night, and when he found it in the morning, he was no longer human. At that time On the chair by the lake, there is a Christmas fruit wrapped in clothes, pink plastic paper, and a piece of paper is pressed under the apple, which says MerryChristmasLT."

It was Christmas that day, and ten months and five days had passed since then.It was the last Christmas he spent as a student, with pain that would never heal.Now that Liang Tao thinks about that day, his mind is still a little dull, as if he was hit in the head by someone, and it is the first time he understands what is irreparable.

He thinks that his life is ordinary, but for some reason he has been dragged onto an extraordinary path.But he still feels that life is not unique and colorful.

In fact, if we refine everyone's life, then life must be three steps, birth, life, death.It's just that I don't know which bastard has added countless affixes in the middle, making life so ups and downs, unforgettable.

"To be honest, I don't accept it. I don't accept it when I see those children. I see you... too. But I just think so in my heart, and I talk to you so casually. I am not you. I don't know how you have spent these years. .I'm not having a good time, and everyone in the world is probably not having a good time." He stood up and shook his legs.

Chen Siqi asked, "Did you see it?"

"Well... Actually, I'm holding back. My mother is anxious to have a grandson, and I may find a girl one day and end up like this... I just want someone to remember what I am now. I... don't want to let go .”

I don't want to bow to fate, and I don't want to be worn down by time.Even if these are wishful thinking.

When one day one starts gaining fame, one is constantly changing.This is a law that cannot be changed, but I just can't bear to stop crying, laughing, calm, numb, and relieved one day.Jumping into the deep sea like suicide, buried in the bottom of the sea.

Liang Tao always gives people the illusion of being a jerk.Everyone will always be labeled, but it is always not appropriate, one-sided, general, and preconceived.

Chen Siqi responded lightly, and he did the same.

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