Why did I bring forty pounds of bricks to the variety show?

The plan to return to S city was cancelled.

Jiang Wangye bought an air ticket to J City instead, and first called Yue Lianzhou, saying that he was going to J City to see a friend.

Yue Lianzhou had a training match today, so he couldn't come to pick him up at the airport, so he didn't say anything, telling him to pay attention to safety on the road.

Although Xiao Zhou has only been in the studio for three years, he chatted with the people in the studio privately and knew what was going on at Brother Jiang's house.

Reorganized the family. During high school, my mother was seriously ill and had no money to see a doctor. Jiang Ge, who was still a high school student, was discovered by a scout and entered the entertainment industry to work to earn money.

The relationship with the family has always been bad, and he will not go home during the Spring Festival. A stepbrother even came to the studio to make a fuss and asked Jiang Wangye for money, otherwise he went to the media to talk nonsense. He was slapped by his brother Jiang. I don't know if I looked for the media later, anyway, there were too many materials to blackmail him during that time, and there were too many lice, so I was not afraid of biting.

The past two years have gotten better, and Xiao Zhou can occasionally hear his family calling him, and he always listens silently with his eyes downcast.

Usually it’s because he asks for money to see a doctor, and sometimes I can hear a very gentle lady’s voice on the other end of the phone asking for warmth.

Although Jiang Wangye never said it, Xiao Zhou could feel that he felt sad every time he answered the phone.

Friends, fans, and colleagues can't replace his family, but his brother Jiang's family is not as good to him as his colleagues in the studio.

"What's the matter, Brother Jiang?" Xiao Zhou asked cautiously.

Jiang Wangye shook his head: "It's okay."

When he arrived at the hospital, Jiang Wangye first met Li Youjie at the door of the ward.

Li Youjie has been married for two years. After having a child, he is not such a jerk. He found a local company to work as a staff member. Last year he even sent a message to Jiang Wangye to apologize.

When he saw Jiang Wangye at this time, he cautiously handed over a cigarette to express his kindness.

Jiang Wangye didn't answer and went into the ward.

Jiang's mother was lying on the hospital bed, talking to her stepfather, when she saw him come in, she froze for a moment.

"Why are you so skinny?"

The male protagonist of "Plain" is a college student who looks frail. In order to fit his image better, Jiang Wangye deliberately reduced his muscles and weight, and he lost a lot of weight.

Jiang's mother looked like an ordinary mother who cared about her son and said to him, "You have to eat well, do you know that? You all want to be thin when you are a star, but it doesn't look good if you are too thin. Why are you wearing so thin when the temperature has cooled recently? ?”

Her voice was gentle, and even her stepfather chatted kindly, Jiang Wangye occasionally responded, and finally asked, "How is your illness?"

"It was fine yesterday, but today when I was chopping vegetables, it fell there for some reason. The doctor said it was on time, and it was nothing serious. I just called you because I was afraid of something." Jiang's mother explained, "It's okay when I'm usually fine. Let you come here, I know you are busy with work."

Jiang Wangye didn't say anything more.

Before leaving, Jiang's mother kept him, "It's so late, and it's still cold outside, you finally go home and stay for one night before leaving? Your room has been empty, and your books and textbooks are all gone." It’s been stored for a long time, and I don’t know if you need it or not, so I haven’t cleaned it up for you.”

Jiang Wangye shook his head: "It's no longer needed, it's time to throw it away."

Seeing what she had to say, Jiang Wangye stood up.

"I still have work tomorrow, so I'll leave first."

"Hey, this kid..."

After leaving the door of the ward, Li Youjie stood at the door and was on the phone with someone. Seeing him coming out, he hurriedly said a few words to the person on the other side of the phone and hung up.

"Are you going back now?" Li Youjie asked.

Jiang Wangye nodded.

Li Youjie exchanged a few words, then took out the hospital bill from his pocket and handed it to him.

"The child just passed his one-year-old birthday, so it's really a bit tight."

When he said this, Xiao Zhou thought it was a huge sum of money, and he was taken aback when he saw it.

937, almost to a thousand.

Jiang Wangye only dialed 937 for him with his mobile phone, not much.

After leaving the hospital gate, Xiao Zhou looked at him cautiously, not knowing how to comfort him.

But Jiang Wangye looked normal.

"There is no flight back to City S, let's make do with staying here tonight." He booked a hotel, and turned to Xiao Zhou, "Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry, not hungry." Xiao Zhou shook his head crazily.

"Eat even if you're not hungry."

The two had dinner at a nearby restaurant, and while they were eating, they were recognized by a nearby high school student who had just finished their evening self-study. Several little girls screamed and gathered around asking for autographs, and Jiang Wangye signed them all. I did not forget to tell them: "It's okay to chase stars, after you go to college, you can chase them casually, now you have to study hard, you know?"

"I know." The little girls nodded.

A few high school boys next to you pushed and shoved each other, and after a long time, a representative came out and stood up a little bit shyly.

"That, that is... we are all fans of the boat team, can you tell the boat team for us, don't use Xin Zhao in the next game, he uses Xin Zhao, our teammates are all Xin Zhao, and we lose points It’s so lost that mom doesn’t even recognize it.”

Jiang Wangye didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay."

"Thank you, thank you, I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years!"

Run away.

After Yue Lianzhou's name was mentioned, Jiang Wangye's mood obviously improved a lot.

The hotel booked two rooms, and it was still early, so Xiao Zhou had a meeting with Yu Qiaobei in Jiang Wangye's room first.

"After you come back this week, you have two endorsements to film an MV. There is a commercial performance in D City, so it will be a bit busy. Your birthday is next week. The company means that this year your reputation has improved, so you can hold a birthday party."

In the past, Jiang Wangye was usually at work on his birthday, and when he was not working, the studio staff would celebrate it. The company felt that he was not very popular, so it was best not to hold a birthday party on his birthday to avoid being scolded.

But this year, after Jiang Wangye went out of the circle and became popular, the black material was washed away. Not only did many former fans return to the pit, but passers-by have always had a positive impression of him.

"Forget it." Jiang Wangye shook his head, "I have already had a concert this year, and I have been acting recently and there is no new song, and there is no new work to share at the birthday party."

Yu Qiaobei sighed: "All right."

She didn't expect to be able to convince him.

"Next week," Jiang Wangye hesitated, "If I don't have a job next week, can I take a week off?"

"Okay, what are you doing when you ask for leave?" He is active at work, and he will come to the company for training every day when he is not working. It is rare to ask for leave, and Yu Qiaobei readily agrees.

"I don't know, but please go ahead."

Yu Qiaobei: "..."

There was not much to do at work, and after the chat, I hung up the phone, Xiao Zhou was playing mobile games on the sofa, and Jiang Wangye took out the script of the new play to read.

When it was nearly ten o'clock, Xiao Zhou was about to go back to his room to rest when Jiang Wangye's phone rang.

He froze for a moment when he picked up the phone.

On the opposite side, Yue Lianzhou's voice was warm.

"Honey, I'm at J city airport, can you come pick me up?"

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exist?Why did you just spread rumors about me and save the full text?Shouldn't it start with me publishing a book?