Son of the Bone

In such a depressing and boring atmosphere, suddenly seeing such a guy with white hair really affected his mood a bit.

"I..." Qi Lin rubbed his eyes, tired and didn't want to make up excuses.

Lin Jiuguang closed the door casually, came over and took a stool and sat beside him, his tone quite familiar: "I remember... you are going to act in a movie, right?"

Qi Lin couldn't find anyone to talk to, he didn't want to spoil Jiang Jue's mood, or let him accompany him to face such a heavy choice, so he just locked himself in the empty classroom in a daze.

Seeing Lin Jiuguang's natural vitality, Qi Lin hesitated for a moment, and then roughly explained the cause and effect.

When Lin Jiuguang came in, he was still carrying a bag of freshly baked egg tarts, so he simply gave half of it to him, and the two chatted while eating.

Qi Lin was sulking at himself, smelling the aroma and didn't want to care about body management anymore, so he ate several of them without knowing it.

The sweet custard aroma brings a strange sense of satisfaction, and even a little bit of wanting to drop everything and get a good night's sleep.

When Qi Lin had almost finished speaking, Lin Jiuguang took a sip of the juice and said slowly, "Actually, I've hated you for a long time."

Qi Lin froze for a moment, then said blankly, "Why...why?"

They hadn't actually met before.

Lin Jiuguang stretched his waist and laughed.

"I'm a five-year-old."

Other children only have to worry about whether they have finished their homework, and they will not be expelled from school if they cannot finish it.

But if he can't memorize long lines or remember complicated moves, the director can change people at any time.

There are so many people queuing up for a chance at fame, the competition is endless.

"From the age of five to that time, I seemed to be either acting in various production groups, or on my way to the production groups—I had to make up all the school courses and prepare to take the college entrance examination."

He lay on the table next to Qi Lin, and said in a lazy voice, "Later, reciting texts and ancient poems became a kind of relaxation and enjoyment."

The family hired an acting teacher and a line teacher for him, and he had to pay attention to articulation and vocalization when speaking from an early age.

It seems that there are no winter and summer vacations, no Sundays.

Even if she wins TV awards and becomes more and more famous, she can't stop.

Before the status is completely stabilized, one less day of exposure and one less filming of a TV series will mean that you will be silent among countless fourth- and fifth-tier actors at any time.

"Then the other day, we went to the fashion magazine's annual dinner, and I saw you."

Qi Lin was standing at the other end, and countless celebrities and merchants were vying to toast and chat with him.

For him, the exposure that other people risk their lives to gain seems to be a burden to him.

He didn't act in a movie or a TV series, and he only had to be handsome in the commercials.

I have debuted for ten years, but I can't compare to his 5 minutes of blooming on the draft stage.

He sits so high, has popularity and resources dozens of times higher than himself, and is the carefree darling of Vanity Fair.

Listening to him recalling these things, Qi Lin suddenly reflected: "It seems quite enviable?"

"It's not just pretty, it's very good." Lin Jiuguang lazily said: "At that time, several senior executives in the company asked me if I wanted to pull my eyelids and cut bones to make teeth. "

He didn't want to destroy any part of his body, but he also longed to be famous.

"Then when did you stop hating me?" Qi Lin asked, "Is it because of Jiang Jue?"

"No, maybe two or three years ago." Lin Jiuguang thought about the time, and said seriously: "After I became popular, I won't hate you anymore."

This is really telling the truth.

Qi Lin was still a little sad at first, but he couldn't help laughing when he heard his confession.

"I used to hate those guys who sell hormones and hues in variety shows and commercials." He sighed slightly, and then rubbed his face: "But when I became popular, I started to become their kind, and became a follower of fans. 'Brother Jiuguang', when I heard them brag about my 'beauty in the prosperous age', I seemed to finally understand something."

Qi Lin didn't know how to comfort him, so he just nodded slightly.

"Sometimes I think, I have worked hard for so many years since I was a child, and all my works have become an addition to my face. How ironic it is." Lin Jiuguang raised his head, The voice was slow and peaceful: "But it's also because of my beautiful face after puberty that I got more and more movie contracts, and started to snowball endorsements and variety shows."

So...has he ever encountered such a confused time?

He took another sip, and said to himself: "I still have a while, and I am very afraid of death."

"Wait," Qi Lin tried to bring the topic back: "Did we drift a little far away?"

Lin Jiuguang glared at him: "Will you let me finish?"

"Well, tell me..."

"How afraid of death is that when I think of disappearing from this world, I will lose all consciousness and existence, and I can jump out of bed in the middle of the night in fright."

It seems that when people are young, they will worry about all kinds of messy things.

These problems are so messy and entangled that they seem completely unsolvable.

"Later, I encountered even bigger troubles—just that time on the red carpet, didn't the woman suddenly pull me to borrow a seat to take a photo to stir up the popularity, and then I was black and salty on the Internet." Lin Jiuguang said casually: " That time was pretty miserable, I didn’t dare to read Weibo or any news for half a year, and I didn’t dare to talk to my friends, and I wanted to cry when I spoke.”

Qi Lin tried to ease the atmosphere of this miserable meeting: "We seem to be getting farther and farther away."

Lin Jiuguang glared at him again: "Then I'm leaving! Give me back the egg tart! I won't eat it for you!"

"Don't, you talk, you talk..."

The big white-haired boy lay on the table, looked out the window for a while, and then opened his mouth again.

"Until listening to songs one day, I saw a comment on Netease Cloud Music."

He doesn't remember the original words, but the general meaning has been printed in his mind.

Some children will not cry when they fall down in the playground.

Because there are so many things in the playground, it is almost impossible to play. Even if you really fall down, you have to wipe away your tears immediately and get up to play the next project.

"Qi Lin, do you feel that our life is like an amusement park that can only be played for an afternoon?"

He looked into his eyes and smiled slightly.

"When the time is up, people should leave. We don't have much time to spend in the playground."

Compared to worrying too much, compared to weighing gains and losses, compared to fearing the unknown after choosing,

The most important thing, shouldn't it be your next project, what do you want to play the most?

"I've been brainstorming for a while, pretending that I really went to the playground." Lin Jiuguang sat up straighter, and continued on his own: "I would think that some people follow the trend and graduate from the exam to get married and have children. It’s like playing step by step like following a guidebook.”

"And people like me who want to be famous and want to be famous may be in the line of random calling, and they want to go to the Ferris wheel with the most people first."

The meaning of life, for him, is not to accumulate zeros in the bank account, nor is it to really get all the prizes—those are just additional rewards on the park ticket.

The evaluations of other media and passers-by seem to be insignificant.

The meaning of life is to have fun.

If you want to be popular, go to fry CP to do a group show, go to change tricks to get traffic and ask for endorsements.

Want to be healthy and happy, refuse those social banquets, scold those benefactors with malicious intentions, stop sick dieting, and eat the food you like.

"Qi Lin, aren't you just tired of riding the Ferris wheel and want to go on a roller coaster?"

After getting off the Ferris wheel, if you want to go back again, you don't know how long you will have to wait in line.

But because of this, are you going to give up the roller coaster?

"That's right." Qi Lin was stunned for a while before saying, "I haven't played a roller coaster for a long time."

"We're not really talking about roller coasters, okay!!" Lin Jiuguang tapped his head: "Be sober!!!"

When Qi Ding finished the meeting, he finally had time to look at the missed calls and messages on his phone.

His son's WeChat was marked to the top by him, and there was an unread one.

"Dad, I'm ready to let go.

I won't regret it. 』

Qi Ding, with white temples, hurried forward among the crowd, and returned a message to him with downcast eyes and a smile.

"No matter what the future holds, my mother and I will always be by your side.

You will always be our pride. 』