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

Nanluoguxiang has a long history and is well-preserved, retaining the atmosphere of that glorious era to the greatest extent.

Gray walls and black tiles, alleys crisscrossing.

The courtyard houses here used to be where dignitaries lived, but now they are all slums, and people still live there.

The gates of some courtyards are open, and you can see the atmosphere of life inside when you pass by.

This scene reminded Lu Qingfeng of a very famous period drama in his previous life.

Love in the Courtyard

He himself has not actually watched this TV series, but the fan creations of this drama are too famous.

I don’t know who started it, but since then, all online novels about the period can’t avoid the shadow of the characters in this drama.

But the characters in this drama are indeed classic.

Today, Nanluoguxiang has become a popular check-in spot for internet celebrities, and many of the roadside houses have become various shops.

While sightseeing, Lu Qingfeng also noticed that there were many homestays converted from courtyard houses, and the prices were not expensive.

He really wanted to experience it, but remembering Gao Liang's reminder not to spend the night outside, he gave up regretfully.

Nanluoguxiang runs from north to south, with eight hutongs on the east and west sides.

Don't get me wrong, the Eight Great Hutongs here are not the famous brothels in history.

The Eight Great Hutongs are in Xicheng District.

Since it was their first time here, everyone was looking around with great interest, taking photos of any interesting places.

The only regret is that many of the former residences of celebrities are either private residences or not open to the public.

For example, the former residence of the great writer Mao Dun.

Then we went to Shichahai for a stroll and found a place to eat at noon.

The temperature was a bit high today, and they sweated a lot while walking along the way. Lu Qingfeng and Guo Hao each bought a bottle of Coke.

On Zhang Jingyi's side, Zhang's mother took out a thermos cup filled with water and gave it to him.

Lu Qingfeng could see that he also wanted a drink, but he didn't dare to ask for it.

Guo's father also noticed it. He was outspoken and immediately spoke casually.

"Big sister, when you're out playing, don't be too tense. Eat when you need to, drink when you need to. If the child is comfortable, you can relax too."

Mother Zhang just smiled.

"Our Jingyi has a bad stomach and can't drink anything too cold."

Father Guo just said it casually, and seeing that the other party didn't want to pay attention, he stopped paying attention and turned to look at Lu Qingfeng.

"Young man, your parents really trust you enough to let you run so far alone."

"Maybe they think this is training my independence."

Lu Qingfeng smiled.

"Actually, I wanted to come alone, but my mom disagreed and forced my dad to come along."

Guo Hao complained immediately.

"Little bastard, I took three days off just to be with you. I'll tell your mom when I get back and let her beat you up."

Guo Hao looked at Lu Qingfeng and Zhang Jingyi without any fear.

"By the way, why were you two invited? I won the Ye Shengtao Cup earlier this year."

"By the way, my composition received the highest score in the eastern Shandong region."

Zhang Jingyi glanced at his mother, and seeing that she didn't show any reaction, he said softly.

"I won the gold medal in the National Youth Original Literature Competition."

Both of these are national literary creation competitions certified by the Ministry of Education.

In comparison, Lu Qingfeng felt that his own honors were somewhat unimpressive.

"Uh, I won first prize in the preliminary round of the New Concept Essay Competition."

But the reactions of his two companions were greater than he had imagined.

"New concept? First prize?" Guo Hao.

"Did you write the article 'Hey - Come Out'?" Zhang Jingyi, who had said very few words from beginning to end, spoke a lot louder.

Lu Qingfeng still underestimated the influence of this article.

As an article that was included in Chinese language textbooks in previous lives, its literary quality and profound exploration of environmental protection topics are beyond doubt.

These two people are talented students recognized by the Peking University Literature Cup, and their literary appreciation is better than that of ordinary adults.

"I've read your article several times. It's really well written, especially the ending. It really shocked me."

Guo Hao leaned over half of his body, wanting to exchange writing experiences with Lu Qingfeng.

Zhang Jingyi sat aside without saying a word, but his eyes were always looking here.

The two adults, on the other hand, didn't react much.

"Then you three should work hard and strive to get into Peking University so that you can be classmates in the future."

Zhang's mother encouraged.

"That is required."

Guo Hao was full of confidence, but Zhang Jing lowered his head.

Lu Qingfeng glanced at him.

After dinner, everyone continued their sightseeing and went to Prince Gong's Mansion, the Imperial College, and finally took a stroll around Wangfujing. Lu Qingfeng bought some Daoxiangcun cakes as gifts to take back.

After dinner, everyone returned to the hotel.

Lu Qingfeng took a shower, lay on the bed and chatted with Yang Xiuxiu, and sent her the places he had visited today and the photos he had taken.

By the way, we also chatted about Guo Hao and Zhang Jingyi who were competing with us.

Maybe today's dinner was a bit salty, Lu Qingfeng felt thirsty on the way, so he went downstairs to buy something to drink.

When I arrived at the hotel lobby, I saw an unexpected person.

"Zhang Jingyi."

The little boy was startled and the Coke in his mouth sprayed out and he coughed continuously.

Lu Qingfeng asked for a few tissues from the service desk and handed them to him.

"Why are you reacting so strongly?"

Zhang Jingyi glanced at the half-full bottle of Coke in his hand and remained silent.

"Your mother doesn't know about this, right?"

Nod silently.

"She said you have a bad stomach and can't drink these."

Zhang Jingyi picked up the Coke and took another sip.

"No, she just takes this competition too seriously and is worried that I'll get an upset stomach and affect my exams."

The voice was full of resentment.

Lu Qingfeng didn't know what to say.

Outsiders have no right to interfere in other people's family affairs.

I patted his shoulder, which was just a comfort.

Zhang Jingyi opened up the conversation.

"It started when I was little. Everything had to be done according to her instructions: what time to go to bed, what time to get up, what clothes to wear, what hairstyle to have. I was not allowed to do what I wanted. The only time I had a little freedom was when I bought books."

"It would have been fine if I was younger, but now that I'm this old, she still wants to control me. As a result, I don't have any friends at school."

"If I displease her in the slightest, she starts crying and says it's all because of me."

“I only have very rare moments to do what I want to do.”

He drank all the Coke in one go.

He may have been holding these words in his heart for a long time. When Lu Qingfeng caught him drinking Coke, he felt like throwing away all hope, so he poured them out.

Lu Qing didn't ask his father why he didn't care about this kind of problem.

If nothing unexpected happens, they should be divorced.

Except for a few who are born with it, this extreme desire to control children always has an inducement.

For example, if you have a strong personality, your partner may not be able to tolerate it and you may break up with him/her.

The stimulated wife, wanting to prove herself, will devote all her attention to her children.

Cultivate him to become a useful person, so as to prove that you are the right one.

In this situation, it is difficult for parents to consider their children's thoughts.

They will not give up until they achieve their goal.

And Zhang Jingyi had obviously been suppressed to the limit.

Do not erupt in silence, but perish in silence.