After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

Yang Xiuxiu, who was sitting behind the monitor, listened to this and recalled the scene of her first communication with Lu Qingfeng.

The pitiful boy standing behind the door at that time.

She still remembers those eyes.

Ma Xiangjin took a look at the cue card and thought the topic was very interesting, so he decided to continue the conversation without a script.

"What a wonderful fate. So that's when you came up with the idea of ​​creating a fairy tale?"

"Yes, because we live close to each other, I can get feedback on my manuscripts right here."

Ma Xiangjin nodded and continued asking.

"You said earlier that your family is struggling financially and you haven't eaten in a while. Can I ask about your parents?"

This issue had already been discussed once in the Pioneer Youth Newspaper, and Lu Qingfeng didn't mind discussing it again.

I introduced the story of that couple again.

Ma Xiangjin was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that there was such an inside story.

However, whether out of politeness or the positioning of the program, it is not appropriate to ask further questions.

Then he asked, "So far, you have written a total of five fairy tales. Among them, "The Little Match Girl" is the most special. It is a tragedy that is very rare in fairy tales. Why did you want to write such a story?"

Lu Qingfeng thought about it.

"My teacher asked me this question before at school, and I said it was inspired by the poem 'The rich feast and wine stink, while the poor freeze to death on the streets.'"

"Isn't this the real reason?"

Lu Qingfeng smiled.

“At that time, I was thinking about what I wanted most.”

I have a scene in my memory: on New Year's Eve, when thousands of houses were lit up and families were reunited, there were only sporadic lights near the apartment building.

Because most of the people who rented this area have already returned to their hometowns.

The original Lu Qingfeng would cook two dishes for himself.

One serving of stir-fried Chinese cabbage and one serving of braised chicken drumsticks.

He would finish the New Year's Eve dinner with cabbage and would not touch the chicken drumstick.

Because he would think that his father might come back at night.

Then he would lie in bed and spend the long night with fond memories of his childhood.

Lu Qingfeng reviewed these scenes and said slowly.

"It was just a child's unrealistic fantasy. For a while, I felt extremely insecure and lonely, which made me want to find someone to rely on."

"But no one came to help me. To fight this tormenting feeling, I could only rely on imagining beautiful things to make myself forget the troubles in the outside world."

The studio was very quiet, and Ma Xiangjin looked at him quietly.

As he said this, the boy was still smiling.

In his eyes were the scars of past experiences.

The host, who had interviewed hundreds of celebrities and heard the life stories of countless people, almost couldn't hold back his emotions and was about to let out a long sigh.

Fortunately, his many years of hosting experience helped him control himself.

"And Shakespeare also said that tragedy is eternal. If 'The Little Match Girl' had a happy ending, it wouldn't be very memorable to you, right?"

Lu Qing changed the subject and gently moved on to the previous topic.

His experience in his previous life told him that blindly playing the victim would not bring good results.

This kind of thing should be kept to a minimum.

The public's sympathy is limited. If you tell a story over and over again, you will get tired of it.

And when you become rich in the future and appear in front of the public in a glamorous manner, people will think that you are deliberately trying to gain sympathy.

Lu Qingfeng didn't want to apply this character to himself, as it would be too easy to fail.

The atmosphere in the studio became noticeably more relaxed.

Ma Xiangjin breathed a sigh of relief and quickly changed the subject.

"Qingfeng likes reading?"

"Ah."

Lu Qingfeng nodded affirmatively, revealing a joyful smile, which made people believe that what he said was true.

"Because I'm still young and don't have much experience, I read books to broaden my horizons and accumulate material for my writing."

“Everyone lives only once, but reading allows you to experience a thousand different lives.”