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WeChat on New Year's Eve is very lively.After Shen Zui made the phone call with Liu Heng, when he clicked on WeChat again, he found that many messages had been accumulated in it.

There are groups, but most of them are not.

This is not entirely because intoxication is popular, the more direct reason is: "Out of Temperature" is released today, and intoxication is finally popular.

Any genius who becomes famous at a young age and has a halo is bound to go through a period of growing pains.Intoxicated has a very high starting point and his acting skills are recognized, but he has never been able to break through the circle and become a god.

Not only that, in recent years, not only has he not thought about making progress, but he has also been silent for a long time. His private life has been controversial, and black material has piled up into hills, and he has been slandered all the year round.

However, works are always the loudest slap to Heizi.

Shen Zui tentatively searched for "hyperthermia" on related platforms.He was surprised to find that for the first time in his life, he was the focus of a movie.

He is no longer Liu Heng's partner, Xia Rusen's lover, and he is not even covered by Pei Yan's brilliance - in the discussion about "Lose Temperature", half of the words "intoxicated" appear above.

A senior media person commented bitterly:

"After many years of wandering, it once again appeared on the big screen, and intoxication supported this big production with twists and turns.

There are always some people, the patriarch lives in his house, and he can eat whenever he wants. "

Intoxicated: "......"

Shen Zui browsed around the Internet, and also replied congratulations from various people.It's just that he wasn't overly excited, nor was he particularly conceited.

It's true that "Out of Temperature" is a good movie, but "Out of Temperature" is far from good enough to deserve such praise.

In terms of artistic value, it is not as good as "Tassel", or even "Spring Dwelling". It can only be said to be better than Pei Yan's masterpiece "Sleeping Little Train".

But Pei Yan is different from Xia Rusen.He is good at business routines, understands the audience's psychology, and cleverly combines business and literature, and cooks a dish that seems to be high-brow, but actually appeals to both refined and popular tastes.

Coupled with hype and publicity and capital clearing the way, this movie has a wide audience and extremely high traffic from the very beginning.

And the attention and praise he has received today is also standing on the shoulders of giants to pick apples.

Yan Mingyang should be very satisfied.

Such a thought naturally popped up in Shen Zui's heart.

He made a lot of money again and again.

...

Shen Zui clicked on WeChat, wanting to post something on the ticket circle.

After thinking for a long time, he inexplicably sent a message without beginning or end:

"I don't care, anyway, next year is the year of the dodder."

Likes flooded in, but most people didn't know that Shen Zui was once called "Little Tu".

That night, Shen Zui fell asleep uncontrollably.

He spent spring, summer, autumn and winter in his dream, thousands of days and nights with the flick of a finger.

Shen Zui ran against the wind and desperately ran back.Countless silhouettes passed by his side, Liu Heng, Xia Rusen, and the Silver Cloud Awards ceremony.

At the end of the road is a sticky and warm midsummer.Shenzui walks through the old and lively streets and alleys, and bumps into Yan Mingyang who has just finished class by the river.

The exercise booklet in Yan Mingyang's arms was knocked into the air, and he was not angry, but smiled, "Student, are you okay?"

"I, no, no." Shen Zui looked straight at Yan Mingyang in his youth, "I'll treat you to a movie."

"Movie?" Yan Mingyang was a little surprised.He was wearing the school uniform of Qishi No. [-] Middle School, carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder and pressing the belt with one hand.

"Sorry, I'm very busy." Yan Mingyang showed an apologetic smile decently.

Shen Zui immediately bit her lower lip.

Shen Zui in the dream is finally no longer shorter than Yan Mingyang.He clenched his fists and tensed his muscles, thinking whether to punch Yan Mingyang and tie him to the cinema.

The wind blew, and fifty kilograms of rain fell.The brown-toned river water and the warm yellow sunset were washed clean, and Yan Mingyang disappeared.

Drunken and lost.The rain was as heavy as a thick fog, and the surroundings were pale and gray, gradually fading away, and the thick paint was weakly dissolving and flowing down.

He crossed the embankment and jumped across the road.On the edge of the city, the rain has just stopped on the fields.

Shen Zui looked around in a daze, and there was a distant figure on the dirt road, thin and small, very familiar.

That was 14-year-old Shen Xiaotu.

A thunderbolt struck, intoxicated woke up.

The 14-year-old Xiao Tu did not accept Yan Ting's help.He wants to go home.

He dragged the sack of luggage by himself, first squeezed into the irregular bus, and then walked more than ten miles on the mountain road.

He thought about it all along the way.If grandma doesn't want him, he will squat at the door of the house: go fishing in the river, go to the fields to farm, and help grandma with the work she can't do.

But when Xiao Tu got home, he found that the house was messy and crowded with people, and funeral articles were hung in front of the door.

Xiao Tu, who had been running for a day, suddenly lost his knees, the mouth of the sack loosened, and the luggage was scattered all over the floor again.

Only this time, Yan Mingyang didn't come to help him pick it up.

Little Tu didn't care about his luggage, and rushed through the crowd and rushed into the house. There was a portrait on the table, and it was already the third day since grandma passed away.

"Ah! Why are you back!" Seeing Xiaotu, the adoptive parents were astonished as if they had seen a ghost.

"He is also the grandson of your Shen family!" The villagers only knew that Xiaotu was not born to his stepmother, but they didn't know that he was bought at all. "Besides, the old lady loves him so much, and she will suffer retribution if she doesn't let him come back!"

Xiaotu can't recall the specific events of those days, only remembering that he was in a trance and didn't sleep for several days.

He knelt in front of the hall and stood guard for grandma.

From summer to autumn, the wind of the crescent moon blows from the fields, passing through the hall on three sides.The mountains are still green, and under the vigorous vitality floating on the surface, the bleakness has already appeared.

The incense in the furnace was lingering, but Xiao Tu felt that his soul was about to be sucked away.

It has become light, transparent, and erratic, supported only by an instinctive residual force, and will be completely dissipated by another gust of wind.

"When the old lady is buried, you can go." A few days later, one day, the adoptive father said to Xiaotu coldly while there was no one around.

"You are also fourteen. You have hands and feet. You should support yourself."

At this time, Xiaotu already knew that the so-called "adoptive parents" were human beings. I'm afraid they also heard that Axue was arrested, so they were especially jealous of themselves.

"My registered permanent residence is here, and I can't go to school elsewhere," Xiaotu said.

"I'm telling you," the adoptive father glanced out of the door, making sure that no one was there and said viciously, "Stop thinking about it! The old lady has no place in this room for you."

Little Tu couldn't figure out how grandma would give birth to such a thing.He didn't want to argue before the spirit, so he didn't look at his adoptive father, and said, "I won't go."

"You have to drive me away, unless you call the police."

"You!" The adoptive father didn't expect Xiaotu to be so difficult, and he became angry with shame, "You really are an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf."

"Raising you for so many years, I never abused you. Fortunately, you will avenge the old grandma before her bones are cold!"

Xiaotu frowned slightly.He was impatient and puzzled, "What did you say?"

"Stop pretending!" The adoptive father's face was dark and honest, but he was hideous and ugly. "Your mother has been fine for so many years. Why was she arrested as soon as you went there? There are also rumors that someone reported it anonymously!"

Xiaotu was still young at that time, but he was already sensible.He knew that Ah Xue's arrest would definitely implicate everyone, and the so-called "adoptive parents" were also bad luck.

"It's not you who was arrested, why are you so anxious." Xiaotu's voice was small, but calm.

"Hmph, it really is you." Seeing Xiaotu like this, the adoptive father strengthened his speculation, "You are so vicious at such a young age! You still have the face to come back!"

Shen Xiaotu didn't make any excuses for himself, and he didn't bother to argue with his adoptive father.

He knelt quietly in front of the portrait. He was very thin, but his back was very straight.

The adoptive parents didn't want to see Xiaotu at first, and after this incident, they regarded him as a thorn in their side. They just endured it temporarily in order not to provoke criticism from the neighbors, and planned to drive him away as soon as the limelight passed.

There are many customs when the old man dies here.One day, while Xiao Tu was offering incense, his half-brother came in.

"Mom said that the recent years are not good, and they plan to go to Guangdong to work." The younger brother said.

"Oh." Xiaotu didn't even bother to turn his head.

It's not that the year is not good, so Axue went in.

The so-called "part-time job" is probably fleeing.

The younger brother walked up to Xiaotu, "Mom said you are not my brother, let alone our family."

Shen Xiaotu turned his head to look at this younger brother whom he didn't know well, "Your parents are going to Guangdong, will you go with them?"

"Of course I'll go!" The younger brother beamed with joy, "I've always followed my parents."

Shen Xiaotu didn't speak any more.

After grandma was officially buried, what Xiao Tu feared most did not happen.

The adoptive parents may have gotten some news, and one night they quietly wrapped up valuables and took the younger brother away.

Shen Xiaotu was not surprised, but the village gossiped enthusiastically for a long time.

They never came back.Some migrant workers reported back that their adoptive parents had been imprisoned, and that their younger brother had been taken away by their grandmother's family.

Xiaotu's life returned to peace.He does farm work alone, earns money to support himself, and works hard to go to school.

When he was sad, he would go to grandma's grave and sit for a while.

Everything about Yan Mingyang is like a dream.

He is indeed a real person, living somewhere in the world.But for Xiaotu, he is no different from the fictional fantasy.

The urban area of ​​Qi City is not far from the small mountain village where Shen Zui was born, but the terrain is rugged.Before the [-] villages were established, few people went there.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year the next day, Shen Zui woke up early.He opened the curtains, and the surface of the river was thick with fog, covered with a layer of gray that was too thick to melt away.

I'm going to visit grandma's grave today.Shen Zui didn't snooze, he got up, ordered breakfast, and started to wash.

As the night passed, there were more and more unread messages on WeChat.Shen Zui lazily searched through it, but didn't reply one by one.

The list of likes on yesterday's ticket was endless at a glance, and there were not many comments, perhaps because most people didn't know what intoxicated was talking about.

Intoxicated while eating breakfast while flipping through.In the long list, he noticed Yan Mingyang's profile picture.

Like time: 3 hours ago.

That is four or five o'clock.

Did Yan Mingyang stay up all night?

Or wake up too early?

Shen Zui didn't intend to block Yan Mingyang, and even liked the praise a bit.

well.

After 12 hours, Yan Mingyang, who was dumped by me, was still panting.

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Because some sisters may ask, so I will say it in advance.Tu's feelings for Yan are originally very complicated, love and hate should be the most accurate word.