The bright moon in the entertainment industry

130. Dust

"So you came to me because of something like this?"

Zhou Wensheng slowly blew away the white hot air floating in the cup, gently skimmed the tea leaves with the lid of the cup, took a sip of the tea, and then slowly

He leisurely asked Jiang Liuyue who was sitting on the sofa opposite.

When I received the call, I was startled, and my intuition was that something had happened. Holding this baby paper, I might not be able to hold back the idea of ​​boring Yang Xianshi with a brick, or stabbing some big mess. Tell me the location of the hotel as soon as possible. , it turned out that after listening to the whole process, he felt like a false alarm, and he had the leisure to pretend to be old-fashioned while holding a teacup.

Jiang Liuyue, who was sitting on the sofa, seemed to be in good spirits. She was a little thinner than the last time the two met, but she was obviously much fresher. There was a lot of aura and coquettishness unique to girls between her eyebrows and eyes, and she was no longer the tomboy before. up.

She was sitting on the sofa, clutching the hem of her clothes with both hands, her small mouth was pouting high, and when she heard Zhou Wensheng speak, she just grunted reluctantly.

This pair of little daughter's coquettish attitude is very similar to the previous carefree and stinky face, Zhou Wensheng inexplicably has a kind of

[My family has a sense of pride of growing up as a girl].

Um, no, no, now is not the time to be proud, let me go!After all, Zhou Wensheng had been through a lot of troubles, so he quickly found his location, coughed twice, and attracted Jiang Liuyue's attention: "So? What are you going to do now? You want me to negotiate with Yang Xianshi, let you Be a singer?"

"That's not what I meant! Teacher, what kind of person have I become if you said that!" Jiang Liuyue immediately denied it, pouted her lips again, and her voice weakened: "I, I didn't come to ask you what to do to be proper Yet?"

"What do you want to hear from me? Huh? Sixth girl?" Zhou Wensheng couldn't help shaking his head and laughing: "You child, you are still with Xiaoba

Just as awkward. "

"...I didn't, so what can I say." Jiang Liuyue was still stubborn.

"I clearly agreed to sing together. I have a good voice and my singing is not bad. I will work hard and earn enough money. Models are so annoying..." Zhou Wensheng repeated the key words she had just said, looking at Jiang Liu Yue's head was getting lower and lower, and he laughed loudly: "It's obviously acting like a baby. I don't want to be a model or something. She wants to be a singer, right?"

"...Teacher, what do you, a big man, say about people... shame..." Jiang Liuyue was exposed, a little embarrassed, and began to change the subject.

"Have you really thought about it? Be a singer?" Zhou Wensheng gently put the teacup on the table, and the porcelain cup was hooked to the wooden tabletop, making a sound

There was a crisp [click] sound.

Jiang Liuyue nodded almost without hesitation.

"That's right, that's right, young people always go where there is light." Zhou Wensheng shook his head, agreeing: "Okay

Well, let me tell you ten reasons for becoming a singer. Let me listen to see if it is reasonable. If it is reasonable, the teacher will help you realize it.

Dream. "

When Jiang Liuyue heard it, there were only ten reasons. Isn't that simple?

"Singers can bring people moving and strength with their singing, which is a good role model."

"The singer's voice is very pleasant and can accompany people."

"Singers are spreading culture."

"Singer is... um... nice guy... can..."

In the end, after only three words, Jiang Liuyue began to run out of words, her face gradually turned red, her small hands were anxiously rubbing the hem of her clothes, she almost scratched her ear, and kept biting her lower lip, but the more she did this, the more her brain became is blank.

"What's the reason?"

"Ah, let me think about it~~ How can someone suddenly say such..." Jiang Liuyue said anxiously, and then quickly said: "Singers can earn a lot of money!"

"That's only one, two, three, four...five, you've only said half of it." Zhou Wensheng smiled, picked up the teapot and made himself another cup of hot tea.

"...the reason, the reason or something, I know it all in my heart, so I just can't say it." Jiang Liuyue was still talking hard, but her eyes were not clear.

Dare to look into Zhou Wensheng's eyes.

Zhou Wensheng put the lid on the cup, patted his trouser legs, and looked at the little boy who was a little anxious and began to show his true colors, not knowing what to do.

The girl smiled connivingly and helplessly.

"Do you want the teacher to help you supplement it?"

Intuition is not a good thing, but Jiang Liuyue can only grudgingly hum.

"Sixth, if you become a singer, you can debut with Quan Zhilong."

Jiang Liuyue sat up straight, her eyes widened, her lips parted slightly, unable to close them in surprise.

"Seventh, you can still meet every day, you can always be together, and more importantly, you might be able to stand on the same stage instead of

Another girl rehearses together. "

Jiang Liuyue swallowed her saliva, her body gradually stiffened, she bit her lip, and sat down silently.

"Eighth, there is no need to separate from Quan Zhilong in the future."

"Ninth, as a singer, you can stay in Korea for a long time, and you can get married, maybe forever."

"tenth."

Zhou Wensheng paused and sighed softly:

"You want him to give you all the attention he gives to others, and you want him to like you more."

Jiang Liuyue is actually very similar to her mother.

Zhou Wensheng thought regretfully, this is really a very intelligent and agile child, brave and strong, with a ruthless will to admit defeat.

Vigorous, but lacks ambition alone.

Maybe there are still too few ambitious girls, Jiang Liuyue is just one of the most ordinary girls who love love

The sweetness of love, the warmth of the embrace, the harbor of home, all the wisdom is wanted to be used on a man, condensed into an unattainable obsession.

What a good resource Han Zhenbin is, as long as you use a little brains, you don't need to pay any price, what kind of film contract is what?

She would line up to find Jiang Liuyue for her scripts, but she just pushed Han Zhenbin far away based on her personal likes and dislikes, judging the value based on subjective emotions. Fame plus two or three comprehensive dramas that don't hurt or itch

art.

There are so many episodes of variety shows, the audience will not watch any episode repeatedly, no matter how good it is, it is meaningless to watch it repeatedly.

"Liu'er, dreams are a good thing. They guide us to make many difficult but correct choices that we won't regret." Zhou Wensheng poured new hot water into Jiang Liuyue's cup and said slowly: "But, I I don't think that you can grow into a big tree by clinging to someone's budding dream."

Jiang Liuyue listened, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

so bitter.

She frowned, closed her eyes, and it took a long time to calm down the bitter feeling soaking from the tip of her tongue to her whole body.

"Don't let your love blind your eyes, and don't let this blind pursuit and meaningless giving become dust that bury your dreams."

Zhou Wensheng sighed, feeling that he was too optimistic in his thinking before, and now it is time to sound the alarm for Jiang Liuyue

Off:

"You, do you still remember why you came to Korea?"

Have you forgotten how miserable you cried when you were beaten by your father?Forget the heart-rending begging because you want to see your mother?forget it

Have you had many sleepless nights before?forget--

【I want to go to Korea, earn a lot of money, become a great person, save my mother...】

Because of a little happiness, I began to get carried away.

Sons and daughters, this group of spoiled bad guys who remember eating but not beating, don't wait until it is too late to remember the original reason for your struggle.

Why not?

"...I haven't forgotten, I, I just... hope... I... just change the method... I'm just... a model, a model is just relying on the face

It's a beautiful decoration, I think..." Jiang Liuyue's cheeks burned so badly that she couldn't lift her head in shame, but just held it tightly

own fingers, say some incoherent words.

I couldn't even look the teacher in the eyes because it was too embarrassing and guilty.

I only care about my own happy life, I only care about my grievances and difficulties, and I forget how hard my mother was for me before

Jiang Liuyue felt very uncomfortable for living.

"That's because you look down on the profession of modeling." Zhou Wensheng calmly and cruelly pointed out her narrow eyes

Jie: "It's just a pretty face? How many models work in this world every day? How many models do you know? You are just one of the ones whose name cannot be remembered, so you can't stand taller. Healthy and lively There are always models with bright smiles, and there are also people living in the corner who stick their photos on the wall as hope to work hard and become the motivation to live."

He was really angry because of Jiang Liuyue's words, and his voice became louder. He slapped his palm on the table with a bang, and angrily scolded: "You just treat yourself as a picture to become like this." It's something that only deserves to appear in pictures!!"

Jiang Liuyue shrank, and was silent for a long time before answering in a low voice:

"Sorry……"

Her voice was a little crying, but she was very strong, and she didn't cry out, or let herself shed tears.

Do you still have the face to cry when you do something wrong?

"I was wrong, teacher..."

"Don't even think about being a singer, just take pictures of you honestly, unless one day you break out in the modeling world

Mingtang, then, without my help, there will be a large group of people who will build a ladder for you. "Zhou Wensheng eased his tone, but his words

It's still very straightforward and cruel: "If you don't show your value, no one will think of making a loss-making business with you, you know

? ”

"Yes."

Jiang Liuyue nodded and agreed earnestly, but still didn't dare to look up.

"Drink the tea, I'll send you back home, the Chinese New Year will be in a few days, don't forget to call your mother, you know

? ”

Zhou Wensheng really let out a sigh of relief, and said in a gentle voice.

Jiang Liuyue had a sore nose, and nodded indiscriminately, but still couldn't hold back a few tears, and wiped them with her sleeve indiscriminately.

"And this, your birthday is the sixth day of the first lunar month." Zhou Wensheng stood up and took out a bag from the cabinet: "It was supposed to be the sixth day of the first lunar month."

I gave it to you when I left Korea, and I probably won’t see you at that time, so you can take it first, and you can open it on your birthday

of. ”

Jiang Liuyue sniffed, wiped her face clean, took the gift with both hands, sat beside her with a docile and obedient expression, and just nodded silently.

"Ah, this kid, really, go and wash your face before you go back, so that people can see what it looks like." Zhou Wensheng couldn't help but feel distressed, complained, and took out his handkerchief and handed it to Jiang Liuyue.

Jiang Liuyue picked it up, went to the bathroom to wash herself, came out, folded the handkerchief neatly, and returned it to Zhou Wensheng before being sent to the door

Exit, the driver is already waiting.

"You are fifteen years old, and you are sixteen years old."

Zhou Wensheng didn't see her into the car, but took her to the elevator with a cane, and stretched out his hand to arrange Jiang Liuyue's collar and scarf, with a gentle tone

Said: "Although I am not an adult, I am not a child anymore."

"Although saying such things seems to be too harsh on you, I still want to say it."

He touched her soft forehead hair with his wide palm, and the childish face on the palm-sized face was still full of sad tears and cruelty.

He sighed softly:

"Don't always think about retreating and avoiding, just step on the ground firmly and live a good life."

Only 15 years old.

Zhou Wensheng thought of himself at the age of 15, and it was also the first time he was in love. He was fascinated by the proprietress of the snack bar near the school.

Her family's chili dish was full of pimples and bloody nose, and she persisted. Thinking about it now, it is absurd and nostalgic.

He has also loved in the future, but not as low as the dust.

So low, I really wish it was just a stone that saved her wet shoes from the rain.

That was originally an absurd youth that was wanton, willful, rampant, ignorant of the heights of the sky and the earth, ignorant of pain and the taste of life.

Of course I hide when it hurts, I cry when I feel wronged, I want to go home when I’m in a bad mood, of course I skip class or leave home

Walking is also a bloody drama.

Compared with Jiang Liuyue's life, his life was a bit unremarkable.

After eating more rice for decades, he took the posture of eating only salt for decades to reprimand the child who didn't know how to understand the world.

Such a hypocritical, selfish and conceited creature.

Zhou Wensheng went to meet another person that day, his college classmate, who is now a senior executive of SBS.

In a new variety show to be launched by SBS in March, he sought a regular role for his beloved student.

He who was still hesitant before, after today's contact with Jiang Liuyue, felt that such training was not only necessary, but also imperative.

It's time for this child to see the outside world, listen to other people's voices, and touch the ups and downs of others.

There are some truths, if he can understand them, he doesn't want Jiang Liuyue to understand them until he suffers a loss and gets injured.

That high-ranking officer, who is also Zhou Wensheng's best friend, talked about Jiang Liuyue at the banquet, probably because he had two glasses of wine and was a little drunk.

From the past:

"I just said that this child looks familiar, but that boy Yang Xianshi still said he didn't know it, and he didn't know if it was true or not—is it that child? That, Chinese...Miss...that woman's daughter...really alike...Two Everyone... has a pair of beautiful eyes that can't be forgotten..."

"Inheritance is terrible." Zhou Wensheng said, lighting a cigarette.

"It's okay to be beautiful, don't be like her mother, she is a lunatic, for the sake of a man, the family doesn't want it, and the parents don't want it either.

No, I don’t want my brother anymore...I don’t want anything...A woman who can live as long as a man is in the bottom of the sea...It’s terrible...That’s why I didn’t dare to marry a woman who loves me very much...It’s terrible...A woman..."

"..." Zhou Wensheng took a puff of cigarette, exhaled slowly, and did not speak.

"You, did you still like that..."

"You remember wrongly, it's been too long, so remember wrongly."

"...Really? Destiny, what a terrible fate... This child, don't be like her mother... You mustn't do it...

Because a man... ruins his life... others', his own... are all..."

"No, I think this child is different from her mother."

Zhou Wensheng put out the cigarette and said slowly.

"Her eyes are braver and more hopeful. I believe that as long as the dust covering the eyes is wiped away, this child will surely

It can spread its wings and soar high into the sky. "

If such a thing as love is really a handicap of damnable fate, my child, you need to become stronger,

Strong enough to fight your own heart.

When the time comes, you still want to get love, and you are ready.

Just love passionately.

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