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Chen Zhiyu was very rebellious when he was a child. When he was seven years old, he followed the crew to North Piao, went to major film and television bases as a group performer, got up very early in the morning and came back late at night, and often got into trouble with his parents.

At that time, Chen Zhiyu, who had just entered elementary school, didn't know a few words. He was often forced by his parents to read the script to the director early in the morning on weekends, and learned word by word from the director.

Sometimes when he was in school, he was called out of school with a phone call, and he played a cameo on the spot, and he didn't even have to go to class.

Chen Zhiyu was particularly disgusted by this. Sometimes he couldn't keep up with the school revision, so he could only hold the book on the set and squeeze the time to memorize it like a sponge. Finally, it was a weekend and he couldn't rest for a while.

The five-day course plus two weekends, the rare two-day break, and being dragged to the local director to spend the whole day squatting in the film and television base to see if there is any need for group performances.

At the beginning, my mother didn't want him to be a particularly good actor directly, but let him start from the outside, and start to lay a solid foundation.

But I didn't expect luck to come so quickly, I thought Chen Zhiyu's face was good-looking, so I directly appointed Chen Zhiyu to be the little protagonist in the next play.

This is Chen Zhiyu's first starring role.

The plasticity of childhood is relatively high, and Chen Zhiyu's acting skills were indeed the best among his peers when he was a child.

Running the studio during the day and staying up late at night to review, this kind of life is boring for Chen Zhiyu. He got angry with his family more than once, but his parents never took his needs to heart.

Finally, one day, Chen Zhiyu couldn't take it anymore. He carried a bag full of snacks and water, took a PHS that could only talk at that time, and ran away from home with 500 yuan in his pocket.

He took a taxi to a place far, far away.

There is a farmhouse on the outskirts of City H. Chen Zhiyu put on a serious face after getting into the car. The driver looked at him through the rearview mirror: "Where are you going, kid?"

"Nongjiale." Chen Zhiyu said, "Just throw me on the beach over there."

The driver smiled: "The farmhouse is far away."

Chen Zhiyu crossed his arms: "I have enough money, so I will go to the farmhouse."

The driver didn't say anything and drove quietly.

It is indeed far away from the farmhouse. It took the driver an hour to drive there from the elevated road. Chen Zhiyu watched the transformation from high-rise buildings to low-rise rural villages outside the window, and felt as happy as taking revenge on his parents.

It's like letting out a bad breath.

The small village in midsummer is almost completely open-air, and there is a children's entertainment place in front of the farmhouse. Chen Zhiyu asked the driver to put himself on the side of the road.

When I got out of the car, my feet felt hot even when I was wearing shoes.

The driver was worried about leaving Chen Zhiyu here alone, and handed him a business card: "I'm pulling people nearby, if you want to go back after having enough fun, call me, I'll take you home along the way." .”

At that time, there was no taxi-hailing software, and business between people depended on a palm-sized business card.

Chen Zhiyu took it and put it in his pocket.

After the driver drove away, the patch got hotter and hotter.

Chen Zhiyu stepped on the water with bare feet in the stream for a while, and caught a few very small fish. The water in the stream was cold and comfortable. After catching the fish, Chen Zhiyu went for a walk on the suspension bridge barefoot.

It was a hot day, and no other children came to play with him. Chen Zhiyu felt bored after playing, so he went to the stream to wash his sandy feet.

He is very hungry now, and he really wants to find a small shop to buy a bottle of water and a pack of spicy strips to pad his stomach.

"It's going to be so hot..." Chen Zhiyu walked under the shade of the tree, feeling his whole body was evaporating, "If you go any further, you'll be smoking..."

He looked up at the sky.

There were large patches of clouds in the sky, thick as smoke, and he suddenly remembered that the weather forecast last night said that a typhoon was about to land recently, and the temperature might cool down in a few days.

The clouds above the westernmost bridge were dark and thick, and the smog was...

cigarette? !

Chen Zhiyu suddenly looked up.

That thick cloud is smoke!

Chen Zhiyu ran forward.

Thick smoke billowed, getting hotter as it went forward.

The fire came out of the private house next to the water, and the tongue of fire could be seen coming out of the window from a distance.

When he was standing on the bridge, he could hear a child's voice shouting for firefighting, and a faint knock on the door.

Chen Zhiyu was stunned for a while, and after realizing what was going on, he turned around and ran over there. There was a small iron gate facing the yard, and Chen Zhiyu stretched out his hand to imitate it.

The iron door was hot from the sun, and he couldn't open it because it was locked with a lock.

He turned and ran to the rest of the village, to the house closest to the bridge.

Chen Zhiyu didn't care, and knocked hard on the door: "Is anyone there!"

No one answered.

Chen Zhiyu didn't stay any longer, and immediately switched to the next one: "Is anyone there! Is anyone home!!"

The village is the quietest at this time, the weather is hot, the buzzing cicadas are everywhere, and the thick clouds drown people.

Chen Zhiyu didn't know how long he knocked, how many houses he knocked on, and when his finger bones were worn out by the wooden door, several families finally came out.

"What's wrong?" A middle-aged villager came out and asked.

"It's on fire over there!" Chen Zhiyu said, "The door is locked, and a child is trapped inside!"

The villagers turned their heads over there, saw that it was Xiao Shi Che's house, picked up the saw at home, and ran over. The middle-aged man at the head had a loud voice, knocked on the neighbor next to him, and a large number of people passed by.

The iron door was sawed open by a saw, and the speed of sawing the door was very fast. After all of them really rushed in, the fire in the house was actually put out by the child.

There was a mess around the well in the yard.

They swarmed into the kitchen to see that the wall had been blackened by the fire. The child was standing in the middle of the kitchen, leaning against the stove, holding a piece of steamed cake with a few bites in his hand, his face was covered with sweat.

Beside him was a wooden barrel as high as his legs, and his clothes were all stuck to his body, whether it was wet from sweat or well water.

The middle-aged man at the head froze for a moment, and called him, "Xiao Che?"

The child called out in a milky voice: "Uncle Shen..."

The child's legs were weak and weak, he was trembling while standing, he couldn't hold the steamed cake in his hand, his eyes were dull, and he was about to fall down in a daze.

Chen Zhiyu quickly went up to catch him: "Oh, brother, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Shi Che passed out.

Small villages like this in the countryside will not be able to go to any big hospitals for a while, and there are no regular clinics within a few miles.

The middle-aged man named Uncle Shen sent him to the home of a villager. The villager was a quack doctor without a license, so there was nothing formal or irregular.

The charlatan had just woken up, seeing the villagers sending Shi Che over, he quickly got up to have a look. He preliminarily judged that it was heatstroke, except for a small scald on the wrist bone, there was no serious injury.

While Shi Che was wiping his body with a wet towel, Chen Zhiyu asked Uncle Shen, "Uncle, don't you have any big hospitals here?"

Uncle Shen glanced back at Chen Zhiyu: "Yes, but I have to go to the city. I used the elevated road. None of us here came back from get off work, and no one had a car."

"Take a taxi, I have the driver's contact information." Even speaking, he took out the business card that the driver gave him just now.

The quack doctor in the village looked a little impatient, and Chen Zhiyu was worried no matter what he thought, he only had 500 yuan in his pocket, half of which was used to take a taxi here for himself, and the other half was going to be left for Shi Che .

Uncle Shen and two other adults accompanied Chen Zhiyu to send Shi Che to the hospital. There are relatively few patients in the hospital at the moment, so they quickly gave Shi Che an injection. Shi Che lay on the bed with water hanging on him, his eyes closed.

Chen Zhiyu sat beside him and ran such a long circle, his little face was flushed from the sun, and he looked at Shi Che on the bed with a little worry.

Uncle Shen looked at the child, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt unfamiliar, so he asked, "Whose family are you from?"

"I'm not from this village." Chen Zhiyu didn't say anything about running away from home, "I went to the farmhouse today for a stroll, and when I walked this way, I saw smoke coming from his house."

"It's such a hot day to go to the farmhouse to play." Uncle Shen laughed, without any doubt, "Next time it's a hot day, stay at home and watch cartoons. It's much more comfortable to run around."

Chen Zhiyu nodded with a smile.

People in the village are honest and close, so they are easy to deal with. Chen Zhiyu sat on the small bench and was stunned for a while: "Uncle, do you know the mobile phone numbers of this brother's parents?"

"Yes." Uncle Shen knew what he wanted to do, "but his parents are working far away, and they may not be able to come back in a while."

He looked at Shi Che who was lying on the bed covered in sweat, and sighed: "This child is also pitiful. His parents have been working outside, and they have been taken care of by a nanny since he was a child. That nanny doesn't seem to be a local... ...how can my own child feel at ease to be brought up by outsiders."

Having said that, Uncle Shen felt that Shi Che really wanted to let his parents know about Shi Che's appearance, so he made a phone call.

At this moment, Chen Zhiyu's own cell phone rang, and his mother also called.

Chen Zhiyu was dumbfounded by the heat, so he didn't think much of it, and when he answered the phone, he would scold him head and face.

"Where did you die!" Mom's sharp voice came from the receiver, "Didn't you go to the set today? The director is looking for you because you delayed the progress of the whole team, do you know! Where are you? By the way, I'll go pick you up right away!"

Chen Zhiyu vaguely mentioned the name of the hospital where he is now, and it is an hour and a half away from the city center.

Mom froze for a moment, and shouted even more angrily: "What are you doing from the city to the hospital over there? Your brain is flooded and you need a doctor to help you, right?"

Chen Zhiyu opened his mouth, and his mother hung up the phone directly.

Uncle Shen on the opposite side smiled honestly: "Is mom in a hurry after running too far?"

Chen Zhiyu leaned against the back of the chair and did not speak.

Probably.

The hospital has a particularly pungent smell of disinfectant water. Although it is a regular hospital, it is not a particularly large hospital. The environment is slightly worse than that in the urban area. For example, you can occasionally see some children peeing on the ground. , Cotton swabs and cotton balls were scattered in a corner...

Chen Zhiyu didn't know how long he had been sitting here, when suddenly there was a rush of footsteps at the door of the infusion room.

The bed in the infusion room was divided into cubicles. A woman rushed into the cubicle, grabbed Chen Zhiyu and picked it up: "Why did you come all the way here?"

Uncle Shen looked at Chen Zhiyu's mother and stopped him, "Quiet the fire, extinguish the fire..."

After entering elementary school, children will gradually enter the rebellious period. Chen Zhiyu, who was picked up by his mother at once, was full of displeasure, but he never contradicted his parents in front of outsiders.

"If he hadn't come today, we wouldn't have known that this child's house was on fire," said Uncle Shen beside him, "he saved our child's life."

My mother was originally full of anger, but after hearing this sentence, she felt that even if she was angry, she could not express it in front of outsiders, so she pretended to calm down.

She noticed that there was indeed a child hanging on the water on the hospital bed, and she was still in a coma, so she asked gently, "Where is that child's family?"

"They should be working in the city, and they will be back soon." Uncle Shen said.

Chen Zhiyu's mother is not an unreasonable person, she is just strict with her son, and does not discriminate against rural people. On the contrary, she thinks that rural people get along better than urban people, at least there are no intrigues.

"Then why don't we..." Chen Zhiyu's mother said.

Uncle Shen smiled: "You wait for the child's family to come before leaving, so that your child can tell them about the situation."

Chen Zhiyu's mother couldn't say anything about her son in front of outsiders, so she moved a small bench and sat with Chen Zhiyu.

Shi Che's parents have been working part-time in the city, even if they go home late, it is a decent job in terms of the whole village.

As the saying goes, people in the city are used to a fast-paced life and want to go to the country, while people in the country are too crowded to go to the city.

Not long after doing it, Shi Che's parents rushed over. When they were at the door, they saw their son lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed and the transfusion. The faces of the two parents obviously turned into a look of worry. look like.

"What's the situation?" Shi Che's mother couldn't help feeling distressed, seeing her son's body was covered with black dust from firewood, and his fair little face was dirty, "Old Shen, what's the situation?" ah?"

Uncle Shen waved his finger, pointing to Chen Zhiyu next to him: "Your back kitchen is on fire, and this kid asked us to save him."

Shi Che's mother and Shi Che's father were very distressed. Their son's life was on the line and was rescued from the fire. Of course, they should be grateful to them, and immediately took out the big red envelope from the bag.

"Hey, hey..." Chen Zhiyu's mother quickly waved her hands, pulling Shi Che to hide behind her, "We're not waiting here for the red envelopes, as long as the child is fine."

"My son quarreled with me today, that's why he came to your village. We have to rush back now." Chen Zhiyu's mother sighed, "It's really unnecessary, thank you."

Shi Che's mother didn't know what came to her mind, she took a photo of Chen Zhiyu, then stroked the phone screen and said, "You are my son's saviors, I keep this photo."

Chen Zhiyu's mother hurried back without saying anything. She was still dissatisfied with her son, so she could only say, "I'll take my son back first. We really have something to do."

"Okay, okay." Shi Che's father said.

Chen Zhiyu's mother took Chen Zhiyu away.

She talked about the matter, and after asking about running away from home, she beat Chen Zhiyu, which was like hitting a date with a stick. After that, Chen Zhiyu's mother didn't keep forcing Chen Zhiyu to study every day.

The photo that Shi Che's mother took of Chen Zhiyu has always existed in her mobile phone.

At the dinner table more than ten years later, in Jiuchi Roulin, a high-end entertainment hall in the city center, Director Li held a graceful girl in his hands, and smiled at the young and promising Chen Zhiyu: "You should have more fun when you come here."

"The private room my uncle arranged for you, you don't need to talk about politeness with us."

Chen Zhiyu greeted him a few words before leaving the private room.

The corridor was empty outside. He opened the private message on Weibo, and an automatic reply popped up after paying attention:

Welcome to my world!Once you come, you can't leave

Chen Zhiyu leaned against the corridor and murmured: "Shi Che..."

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Shi Che liked Chen Zhiyu when he was a child star, but he never met him in person. The photos on Shi Che’s mother’s phone have been saved until now, so Shi Che’s mother has seen Chen Zhiyu before, but his appearance has changed a little when he grows up. I can't remember clearly~

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