14 years time difference

Those few seconds of staring at each other, in Chen Jia's memory, was somehow very long.

Surprised, embarrassed, overwhelmed, confused, during those few seconds, she didn't think about anything, because she didn't know what to think, she didn't know where to stand, and later, she couldn't help thinking that she didn't know what to do during those few seconds. Here, what are the Dusi people thinking?

In short, after the breathless few seconds passed, among all the people who couldn't hide their surprise at this scene, the first person to react was Dusi himself.

Her tone was also a little confused: "Is anyone injured?"

No one had time to answer her, the person in charge of the shopping mall was desperately explaining the whole story, the excited fans were crying and insulting for no reason, Zhu He began to lightly push the responsibility outside and the players inside, Lin Zhique He quickly turned around and left to check the situation. In the chaotic chatter, before Zhu He shut them all into the lounge, only the "culprit" who was called "vicious" was Du Siren. , Concerned about whether anyone was hurt.

Nobody cares about Duth people.At that moment, no one cared about what she said or how she felt.

The next day, Chen Jia sat on the plane to Guangzhou, and suddenly remembered the few seconds when they looked at each other.It was a very strange feeling, she even wished for a moment that she would never see Du Siren again after the game, so there was no need to be embarrassed.Obviously, Dusi people are rare in this world, who makes her feel that they can become good friends one day.

The whole day after the accident subsided, she and the Dusi people didn't speak a word except on stage, no one was angry, no one did anything wrong, but they just stopped talking.When she was on stage, the fans in the audience were also constantly competing. It didn't matter if she was used to being expressionless. Du Siren kept laughing with a good temper. I don't know if she was tired or not?

On the plane, she dozed off with her eyes closed, and listened to Tao Lexin's nagging in her left ear and out of her right ear, thinking about these things.

Li Miaomiao sat behind them.

She wasn't there yesterday and probably didn't know what happened.

The stewardess began to distribute meals, each with a beef or chicken set meal, plus fruit and drinks. Tao Lexin was busy eating, but she was still talking nonsense. The topics mainly revolved around Guangzhou, where she went to school, where her home was, Ask here and there again, concerned about Chen Jia's situation when he was in Guangzhou.

Chen Jia had no appetite, so she only ate a few mouthfuls. Tao Lexin turned to ask her what theme and style she wanted to make for her first album after her debut, and she became a little interested, and the two chatted eagerly for a while.

Li Miaomiao leaned forward, leaned against the back of her chair and said to her, "Troublemaker, eat more, I don't have time for lunch after getting off the plane."

She put this sentence in one ear and out the other.

The plane landed, and before it reached the exit, there were noises from fans. Tao Lexin sat on the suitcase and slid and played. When he came to the exit, he finally remembered something. He took out a letter from his backpack and handed it to Chen Jia.

Chen Jia took it and found that the letter came from Qiu Ling.That Qiu Ling who lived across from her when she was in Guangzhou gave her a audition video.

Tao Lexin said: "Jia, your letter. I saw it at the company yesterday, so I brought it for you."

When Li Miaomiao saw it, she was a little surprised: "This is...? Why are you messing with things on my table?"

Tao Lexin didn't take it seriously: "Isn't this Jia's thing? I thought you forgot to give it to her."

Having said that, they walked to the exit, surrounded by security guards from the airport, and on the outside were fans on three floors inside and three floors outside, and handed them large bouquets of flowers, and many letters and dolls were piled up in their arms .They walked out of the terminal building with difficulty, after which Tao Lexin was picked up by her parents, and Chen Jia and Li Miaomiao boarded the previously arranged business car together.

"I'll take you to the hotel first, and I'll ask the makeup artist and stylist to wait for you there. You can eat something, just a couple of bites on the plane. Do you want to be fine? I'll go to the scene first, canvassing starts at 03:30 Yes, you have to leave the hotel before [-]:[-], don't procrastinate, you know? Take a good rest tonight, and shoot tomorrow. The program team has invited some of your university teachers and classmates, if you want , you can also invite them to catch up on the old days tonight, I will help you book a box in the hotel restaurant. I heard that I also invited your former colleagues in the bar, but I think, for them, the filming is fine, and the old days are saved..." Li Miaomiao Stuff the flowers they received into the back seat of the car.

"There's nothing old to talk about." Chen Jia rummaged through a pile of letters.

Finally, I found out the letter Tao Lexin just gave her.

"...Do you want to read the letter now? Let's take a break." Li Miaomiao's voice was weak.

She opened the letter straight away.

Then Li Miaomiao fell silent.

Qiu Ling's handwriting is not beautiful, crooked, and the word "Jia" is not proficient in writing, so it is particularly large, with a few short lines, a few typos, and occasional word order confusion.There is not much content, "I thought I wouldn't bother you. I have a little fan of yours in a dormitory. She said she wanted to write to you, so she wrote it together." She also said that she came to Guangzhou from her hometown again, and found I got a job in a restaurant, and I got off work every Friday, just in time for the late-night rerun of the show, but I ended up watching it too late, and I dozed off secretly at work the next day, and was always hit by the foreman.Other than that, I kept cheering her on, saying that she sang really well, and that I voted for her.

It was almost a month ago that the payment was made.

Chen Jia asked, "When did you receive this letter?"

It should take less than a month to send it from Guangzhou to Jincheng.

Li Miaomiao didn't hide anything: "I received it last month."

"You didn't give it to me?"

"Yes."

"why?"

"It's nothing, I didn't send you a letter, and it's not just this one."

"still got more?"

"Yes, there are many letters scolding you. Do you want to read it?"

"Did you open and read my letter?"

"Yes."

Chen Jia was puzzled, how could Li Miaomiao take it for granted.

"If you had given me the letter earlier, I would have written back to her and asked for her contact information. I can ask her to meet tonight."

"Why did you ask her to meet? You didn't see your classmates and teachers. Isn't she just your former neighbor?"

Chen Jia wrote clearly: "Yes. She is just my former neighbor. But I don't like other people to decide what I should and should not do, who I should see and who I should not see, whose letters I can receive and which letters I cannot receive. to whom the letter."

Li Miaomiao responded quickly: "I've already said that, you can think what you want, and you can like it or not. You are in my control now. If you don't like it, please get used to it."

"Why should I get used to it?"

"You are already an artist, it is impossible to be the same as before."

"I don't have to be an artist."

"Then what do you want? Do you want to quit, or do you want to terminate the contract?"

"I don't care. Now that I've arrived in Guangzhou, I'll go back to the bar to sing again. Please refund my return ticket."

One person said one sentence, the words rushed to the conversation, the atmosphere in the car dropped to freezing point, Li Miaomiao turned her head and ignored her.

When we arrived at the hotel, there were not as many people watching as at the airport. It seemed that most of them were not fans. They were all surrounding citizens who had heard rumors that there would be a celebrity coming to stay today. The look in their eyes and the fuss they made made Chen Jia feel that I am like an animal being watched in a zoo.

There were a few men wearing flip flops, and she heard them say loudly: "Is it a female voice? Is it a man in a horse hat? Look at her, the hair is shorter than mine." "It's a nest, eh Transgender?" Then there was a piercing laugh.

She looked down at them.

The manager of the lobby came out to greet her. Li Miaomiao didn't know if she understood or was still angry just now. She was furious and glared at the men while furious: "Please take those men away, artists need Rest. I clearly remember that I made an agreement with your hotel to keep it a secret." After speaking, he grabbed Chen Jia's arm and led her quickly through the hotel's revolving door.

After completing the check-in procedures, Li Miaomiao left Chen Jia and went to the canvassing venue without even saying goodbye.

She went there early, checked all the details with the program group and the local organizer, and still had a lot of time left to go shopping around. The heat in Guangzhou was even worse than that in Jincheng, and the business district in the city center was full of Chen Jia's Colorful flags and posters, it is said that Chen Jia is not a native of Guangzhou, but she does not want her family to participate in the recording. The program team came to respond to Miaomiao, saying that every time she communicated with Chen Jia about this matter, it was fruitless. Under her suggestion, Only then changed the itinerary destination to Guangzhou.

She walked through a street where posters and posters were hung along the wall. Before the millennium, the posters were probably all about family planning.At present, every frame here is pasted with posters of Chen Jia. She walked through one of them and found that someone had painted ugly beards on Chen Jia's face as a prank. The painting was on the pressing board, and there was a gap in the lower left corner of the pressing board. Li Miaomiao stretched out her hand to pick it out, but it got stuck. It fell down, was picked up by Li Miaomiao, and rolled into a roll.

Raising his hand, the poster was smeared with a small patch of red. It was a wound scratched by the thorns from the edge of the frame when he just pulled the pressure board, and blood oozes from his fingers.

A tiny, but inescapable sting.

The canvassing meeting in the afternoon went very well. Chen Jia sang a few Cantonese songs. Her camera sense was still not strong, and she was still reticent on stage. But when she sang, the noisy world quieted down. When she played the guitar, she smiled and was quiet. The world that came down fell for it.There was only one fan of hers in the audience, the scene was harmonious, and many people sang along with her. Li Miaomiao watched from the side of the stage, and could almost imagine Chen Jia going to a big venue for a concert in the future. At that time, the fluorescent sticks are connected to form an endless sea.

What are you talking about being an artist?Neuropathy.

After the canvassing session ended, they had dinner with the leaders of the local organizers. It was a small reception and celebration banquet. After the meal, on the drive back to the hotel, there was silence halfway. Chen Jia suddenly said, "Let's go see the Pearl River."

"Are not you tired?"

"I remember the first time you came to Guangzhou to find me and asked me to accompany you to see the Pearl River."

She seemed intent on reconciling with her.

Chen Jia has a very good memory. Many years later, he still clearly remembers that night by the Pearl River. In 2005, there was no lighted Canton Tower on the riverside, only the brightly lit Nanfang Mansion. There were cruise ships on the river, and the trail along the river was a Another round street lamp.There were yellow lights everywhere, but it was dark for some reason. Pedestrians could not see each other's faces clearly. Chen Jia wore a peaked cap and changed into a black T-shirt. The two of them walked along the river all the way. Not recognized.

Walking to a certain place, you can go down to the stairs on the river beach. There are few people around, and the surrounding area is a bit darker.

Li Miaomiao said, "I heard about the Jincheng canvassing meeting yesterday."

"Listen to who?"

"If you don't tell me, someone else will tell me."

They stopped and stood on the steps to watch the river cruise.

"Oh..." Chen Jia fell into entangled thoughts again, and the wind was blowing slowly, but she still couldn't help her sort out anything.

"You see, after becoming an artist, you will encounter so many unreasonable things. If you have to do everything yourself, investigate everything, and ask why, you will soon be overwhelmed. Someone must help you filter outside information, so I read your letter."

Chen Jia frowned: "Even if everything is bad, I have the right to judge everything myself. I am not a flower, you can plant it in a greenhouse."

Li Miaomiao was stunned: "How can you not understand?"

"It's obvious that you secretly changed the concept and made unreasonable words."

"Whoa! What a serious accusation."

"Isn't it? If I can only be planted in a greenhouse, I'd rather not be a star or have fans. Does your company have a behind-the-scenes job? I can write songs and be a producer."

"You can be a producer? How can you be a character like you who can't hit a fart with three sticks? If you don't want to be a star, you don't want fans. Why are you participating in the audition? Isn't it because you want more people to listen to your songs? Isn't it because you want to be popular?"

"Do you want to be popular if you want to sing?" Chen Jia was hit by Li Miaomiao's words. She didn't like someone to expose her ambition so bluntly.

"Otherwise? Don't you sing the same on the flyover? When you enter this industry, you have to accept the rules of this industry. Don't people live in various rules? Besides, I hope you will walk better. Be more stable, don't take my kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs."

Chen Jia blurted out: "I walk better and more steadily, and help you make more money, right?"

These words really deserve a beating, and she regretted it a little bit when she said it, but the words have reached this point, and the two of them are more and more unable to give each other room to change things.

"...Chen Jia, don't go too far. The dream of being alone in the world is a dream, do we all owe you? What's wrong with making money? Do you want us to support you for free?"

"I remember you said, in the future, your dream is to help me realize my dream. Is this true? The fact is that my dream has to be evaluated and judged by you first. In your opinion, my dream can only be Red, a dream without commercial value is not worthy of being a dream."

"Okay, then tell me, what is your dream? Do you want to make the greatest music in the world? That doesn't matter. You can be a contemporary Schubert. Anyway, Schubert became famous after his death! "

"...Oh, that's just right, there won't be some inexplicable people who claim to be my fans and play around under my banner."

"What is an inexplicable person?"

"Anyway, I don't need fans, I don't need to be popular, I just need music, I just need the opportunity to sing. I don't think there is any need to do any canvassing meetings. I don't want to be a flower in a greenhouse or a monkey in a zoo. People pulled them out to parade, and they were pointed at."

Li Miaomiao was furious, even though she lowered her voice, it sounded like she was still yelling at her: "Why do you look down on fans? Why do you look down on people who have expectations for you? Without them, without a company, without a program group, you are nothing! "

Chen Jia was taken aback by the yelling.

"...So, you want me to hand over my dreams to someone who thinks I'm nothing?"

Li Miaomiao was also taken aback.

There was a strong wind blowing from the river.

Chen Jia raised her hand to hold down her hat that almost flew off.

Li Miaomiao blinked angrily, and the eye sockets became moist.

She gritted her teeth: "Just don't believe me. After the competition is over, you tell the company that you want to be assigned to Miss Bird's group, it's up to you!"

"I will decide this myself."

"Really? Then you'd better go to her group, otherwise I will put on shoes for you every day and take all the jobs you don't like."

"What job?"

"Ghost knows! You go to the Spring Festival Gala to perform a skit! The audience all over the country is so cold! Then you will not be popular in a moment, and you will get your wish!"

"……please do not."

"So I told you not to come to my group, are you annoying?"

Chen Jia was very angry at first, but was amused by Li Miaomiao's tearful eyes and harsh words.

She said: "My reed is Jianjia's reed. Jianjia is a reed."

Li Miaomiao disdains: "I know! You told that Qiu Ling of yours, I heard it!"

"Reeds grow near water, do you know that?"

"I don't know, who cares where the dog's tail grass grows!"

Li Miaomiao gave her a hard look.

She pressed her hat with one hand, and in the next second, she made an illogical behavior.

She leaned closer and kissed the angry Li Miaomiao on the steps of the somewhat dark riverside walk.

There was about three seconds, illogical, disorganized, both of them froze, a sudden kiss.The quarrel made the adrenaline soar, and too many new emotions were packed into the container of life, and it was hard to distinguish, but there was a slight tingle in the entanglement, which was the feeling of wanting to get closer even after the quarrel.

Three seconds later, Li Miaomiao almost pushed Chen Jia off the steps.

"You are crazy!" She blushed.

Chen Jia looked at Jiang with a guilty conscience. Fortunately, a cruise ship blew its whistle at this time, overshadowing Li Miaomiao's angry curse.

Li Miaomiao continued to scold: "If someone sees or is photographed, what will happen? If you dare to do such a thing in public in the future, I will definitely kill you!"

After scolding, she turned and left.Chen Jia had no choice but to follow her with her hat pressed down.

"We don't necessarily have to convince each other, either," she said behind her.

Li Miaomiao turned her head and glared at her: "Shut up. Don't think that same-sex sexual harassment is not sexual harassment! Abnormal!"

This night by the Pearl River, the kiss, the gust of river wind that almost blew his hat away, Li Miaomiao's flushed face and every hurtful word, Chen Jia remembers all too clearly, so many emotional entanglements, the scenes in the scene Everything is very much like a reflection of her own heart.

On the same day, Du Siren stayed in Jincheng and spent it alone.

Not alone, no one else came to class, she chatted with the music teacher for a long time.

The music teacher said to her earnestly: "Siren, your voice is good, but it's just good. You see, like Lexin, her singing skills are terrible, and her breath is also terrible, but her voice has no upper limit. Yes, that's the voice of the gods. Your voice is different from hers, and your ceiling is obvious. You can learn a lot of skills, you can be a good record singer, an idol singer, and you can sing and dance, but you have to If you go this way, you may encounter many doubts. Look at the idol singers in the market, they have to train for at least a year and a half before their debut. What about you? You have nothing, but you have already entered the public's field of vision. Impressions will become a person's label, which cannot be torn off. Your advantage is that you can build your music aesthetics from scratch and find the path you want to take. Unlike Chen Jia, her understanding of music It's already too deep and has its own way. She knows what she likes and wants, and she can't accept what she doesn't want. In the next ten years, you will find that the road you choose has no end at all, no end , only to keep asking, to find, what do you really like, what do you want, what do you want to be like?"

No one else was there, she practiced alone until eleven o'clock at night, the staff came to drive her away, saying that the lights were going to be turned off, she went back to the hotel alone, washed up and lay on the bed in a daze.

If she could sing as well as Zhou Zipei, or at least learned vocal music like dialects, wouldn't people call her vicious like yesterday, questioning that everything she got was due to shady scenes?

Wang Yiran told her not to take it seriously, she agreed with a smile.

Lin Zhique left early in the morning. She was by the window and saw the company Nissan car she was driving leave.

Everyone is very busy and tired, she shouldn't, and she won't play with her temper and expect anyone to comfort her.