these years

After pulling out the head, Wang Lijun took Qiao Ruizhu downstairs, and the two went to the kitchen on the first floor.Wang Lijun took the doll noodles and cooked them, and added a slice of ham and a soft-boiled egg.

A few minutes later, Wang Lijun put the pot and noodles on the coffee table. Qiao Ruizhu took a bite with his chopsticks and accidentally got burned.

Seeing people suffer, Wang Lijun actually laughed - he hadn't seen anything funny for a while.Wang Lijun watched and had fun. He lay down on the sofa, crossed his legs again, and shook his toes in the air.As if thinking of something, he laughed and said, "Who named you, Qiao Ruizhu...Ruizhu...Zhu...Zhuzai," he commented, "Good name!"

Qiao Ruizhu didn't pay any attention, just focused on eating, which may explain his figure: I don't know whether he is fat or strong, but he is much bigger than his peers, so he is not as handsome as ordinary mixed-race people.Most likely it is caused by genes, Wang Lijun believes that within a few years, Zhu Zai will grow into Qiao Weidong's.

After thinking about it, Wang Lijun couldn't help wondering, at such a young age, Qiao Ruizhu didn't cry or make trouble in a strange city, away from his parents. This child is too strange--good guy, he is not afraid of anything.

After a while, Wang Lijun also made doll noodles to eat, one pot for one person, and it was the right to eat all day.They turned on the TV to watch again, and there were crowds of people on the TV. Qiao Ruizhu sat on the ground leaning on the sofa, staring in a daze, while Wang Lijun collapsed into the sofa, holding the phone receiver in one hand, and encircling Qiao Ruizhu's head in his arm with the other. , caress the top of each other's head occasionally.

Wang Lijun made several calls in a row, but the one who called Du Yibing didn't answer;Wang Lijun didn't know that Qiao Weidong hadn't woken up from the hangover yet, so he felt very embarrassed, thinking that this must be a trick by Du Yibing——Qiao Weidong wanted to save the friendship, but also knew that Wang Lijun cared about his family, so he Du Yibing suggested to kill first and then play, and simply send the child directly, so that Wang Lijun had to accept it if he didn't accept it.

Wang Lijun made up the crimes of the two men in his heart, wishing to give a red stamp to one of them and "execute him immediately".He cursed under his breath, and stuck his little finger in the landline cord, twisting his fingers in anger, twisting the phone cord back and forth.

Qiao Ruizhu continued to watch the TV, but he was confused. Later, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he climbed to the TV and changed channels manually, constantly tuning through hundreds of channels.

Wang Lijun complained in the back: "Don't tune it, "Happy New Year's Eve" is pretty good, hey, isn't "Supreme Heroes" also pretty good?"

Qiao Ruizhu also complained: "Godfather, change the channel, I can't understand what these people are saying."

Wang Lijun sighed, and picked up the remote control with one hand: "All the stations are like this—did your father teach you Cantonese?"

Qiao Ruizhu shook his head.Wang Lijun was helpless. He said, "Listen even if you don't understand. It will be good for you to learn a few more foreign languages. Look at your father, he can talk all kinds of nonsense, and he can eat more."

Qiao Ruizhu scratched her head, not knowing how to refute, so she had to bite the bullet and continue watching TV.Wang Lijun started to entertain himself. He turned on his phone, clicked on Weibo, and began to watch the newly released and hot program clips.

On the screen of the mobile phone, the last singer was sent off the stage. Amidst the rumble of applause, the music suddenly became quiet, and white snow fluttered in the dark blue. A man walked out with a microphone. He was in his twenties, with a thin body and a chin. Sharp, with melancholy eyes, he is a young singer with a literary temperament.

It's Chen Li.After recuperating for half a year, he finally appeared on the singing show as Wang Lijun wished.

When Chen Li opened her mouth, her voice was clear and sharp like her own.The judges nodded to each other, saying that this person's singing voice was quite explosive.

Wang Lijun quickly lay down on the sofa, holding the mobile phone in both hands, and his eyes were full of tenderness-he called himself a strict father, and he was not usually like this, but seeing Chen Li being so beautiful and capable, he couldn't help but feel proud.It's just that at this moment, he has to forget himself, forget that he is an actor, a star, and Wang Lijun. At this moment, remember that his only identity is a father, so that he can immerse himself in the joy of his son's success. Immediately he would explode with envy again.

Chen Li played for only 10 minutes, 4 minutes for singing, 5 minutes for crying about the hard way of learning art, 1 minute for hugging the judges with tears, and soon he stepped down from the stage.This time, the audience applauded even more than before.

After Chen Li withdrew, another young man stepped up.This young man is tall and slender, with a long face and a face like a crown jade. The subtitles of the singer's information show that his name is Zhang Yuduo.

As soon as Zhang Yuduo opened his mouth, his singing voice was deep and deep that did not match his appearance, and it was very affectionate. Coupled with the appearance of an ancient handsome man, it was a double visual and auditory enjoyment.

Admiring the beauties and listening to the good songs, Wang Lijun felt something subtle in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

At this moment, Qiao Ruizhu finally gave up on understanding the content of the TV. He looked at Wang Lijun's phone for a while, then pointed to Zhang Yuduo and said, "I seem to have seen this brother."

Wang Lijun's heart skipped a beat.He also remembered that Zhang Yuduo was a closed disciple of Zhang Xuejun, who entered the Chang Gung Theater to study opera at the age of thirteen or fourteen.Wang Lijun sneered, the corners of his mouth twitching.He thought, now that Liyuan is in a downturn, Zhang Xuejun is so snobbish, how can the beautiful jade in his hands be dusted, Zhang Yuduo must have switched to popular singing, and wants to come to the entertainment circle to get a share.

But Wang Lijun has been away from people in Beijing for a long time, and there are many things he doesn't know.

20 is the [-]th year that Chang Gung Theater has been in the hands of Zhang Xuejun. To celebrate this grand event, Zhang Xuejun invited all the gods of Quyi Entertainment to hold a three-day banquet in Haimen.And through Shen Weiguo's relationship, Qiao Weidong was also invited to the Chang Gung Theatre.They spend Mid-Autumn Festival together.

As for Qiao Ruizhu, who had nowhere to put him, Qiao Weidong naturally took him with him. Fortunately, the child was not noisy, and when he went to a strange place, he only had to eat enough.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Qiao Weidong and his son drove away from Beijing—the Chang Gung Theater had already moved to Haimen in [-], which is the hometown of Zhang Xuejun.The relocation of the theater and leaving Beijing, for Zhang Xuejun, is even more letting the tiger go back to the mountain. No longer will the elders of the Liyuan scold him to take advantage of others' danger and take away the Wangjia Theater at a low price.In addition to moving the bricks and trees of the Chang Gung Theater to Haimen as they were, Zhang Xuejun also purchased a piece of land next to the theater, built mountains and diverted water, built islands and repaired shores, imitating Emperor Kangxi's construction of the Jehol Palace.Now the Chang Gung Theater has become the Chang Gung Villa, which is specially designed to receive the rich and famous on vacation, and for the upper class to use it for arty, which can be regarded as a new life.

That evening, Zhang Xuejun and a group of apprentices were toasting at the table. Shen Weiguo and Qiao Weidong didn't like to be lively, so they sat on the veranda by the lake to watch the scenery.They watched from a distance on the shore, and in a pavilion in the center of the lake, a male dancer was singing.

The male role is tall and slender, wearing white clothes with long sleeves, dragged to the ground resentfully—this is a white snake costume.In fact, it is too far away, people singing in the middle of the lake can't be heard on the shore, but at night, when the sun is hanging down, the shadow of the white snake is reflected on the water, floating around, very sad, as if this is really the scenic spot of West Lake, this It's really Wanhua Rongchun in a moment, and he really looks like that enchanting evildoer who is eager to think about everything.This snake has a good command of human language for the first time, and is eager to sing a song, with a lot of twists and turns, as if it has predicted its own sad situation.

In order to save face for Zhang Xuejun, everyone at the banquet lowered their voices and wanted to listen to a ditty.After the voice of the people faded away, only then could there be a faint opera sound, and it turned out that what he was singing was——

There is such a beautiful lake and mountain in the world

This Baochu Pagoda is reflected in the waves

The good building on the other side is next to the three pools

On the road and bridge, willow silk pulls the boat lightly

Peach and plum blossoms in the trembling wind are like shy spring cold...

Qiao Weidong was cheerful while listening to the play, while Qiao Ruizhu was arranged to eat at a small table and chair next to him, and he ignored the voices of the world.

Next to him, Shen Weiguo made a mysterious expression: "Tell me, does the kid who sings like Li Jun?"

Qiao Weidong frowned and grinned halfway, he was embarrassed.Are they alike?Qiao Weidong thought, in all fairness, it is a bit similar.But Wang Lijun doesn't know how to sing The White Snake, because the White Snake had a miserable life, even if he sang it, it would still be Sister Li Feng.One must know that Wang Lijun was originally a wandering dragon, and it was inevitable that he would act like a phoenix, so he didn't bother to imitate Bai Suzhen, entangled with the same man to death--if you change love, you will change, all he cares about is his own beauty.

Shen Weiguo didn't notice that he was distracted, so he said to himself: "My name is Zhang Yuduo, because he looks a bit like Wang Lijun, Xuejun only accepted him."

Only then did Qiao Weidong remember to ask: "Why? Doesn't he hate my brother?"

Shen Weiguo waved his hands again and again.

Qiao Weidong was at a loss: "I thought he hated my brother and always targeted him personally. My brother is also a man with a very small mind. The two of them fight for resources all day long and fight all over the place."

Shen Weiguo retorted: "It's not that he hates him, nor does he target Wang Lijun, he's just afraid."

Qiao Weidong was amazed: "What's so scary?"

Shen Weiguo picked up the cup, shook his head and blew the tea noodles: "Xuejun is just afraid. He was terrified when he saw Wang Lijun for the first time. At that time, he told me, 'Brother, tell me, how can you How can someone be so free? He felt that he had no future in the mainland, so he ran to Hong Kong. When Hong Kong was in a recession, he would go back as soon as he said. If he got tired of it, he could go to Taiwan, Southeast Asia, and Hollywood—the world is so big, There's no place he can't go...he's still so good-looking, everyone loves him, he can do whatever he wants, even murder and arson, there are people who are willing to do it for him...how can anyone be so free...'"

Shen Weiguo put down the teacup, pointed at the Huxin Pavilion and said, "Look, in Xue Jun'er's heart, the performance is like singing in the Huxin Pavilion. The gentlemen will watch you from afar. Here, you can sing and dance, and when you get out of the pavilion, you fall into the lake—other than the one-acre land in the pavilion, where else would the actor want to go? Seeing that Wang Lijun is so free, he is not angry, but he is not angry, and I'm envious, but I'm embarrassed to say, I've been holding back all year round, and my mind has gone crazy."

Qiao Weidong let out a "huh", his doubts were suddenly cleared, and he was a little bit embarrassed. Who would have thought, the truth is like this.

After a while, Zhang Xuejun led Zhang Yuduo to toast, and he didn't know who was afraid of embarrassment. When he arrived at Qiao Weidong's table, Zhang Xuejun was speechless. He just pushed his elbow against Zhang Yuduo, and asked his apprentice to say a few words of auspiciousness. Words add to the fun.But Zhang Yuduo changed his clothes, and the powder and daisy had not been removed, so he inevitably looked nondescript. He felt that he was not beautiful, and his posture was quite coy. Under the pressure of the master's non-stop winks, he hummed and said a toast .Zhang Xuejun was a little annoyed when he saw that the person he admired couldn't come to the stage like this, so he pinched his arm quietly, Zhang Yuduo twisted his body to the side, and said "Ouch", even screaming in a girly voice, this time It made everyone at the table laugh.

Qiao Ruizhu's memories are here, and after that, it will be dark.They entered the villa from the lakeside. The villa was glittering with gold and extraordinarily luxurious. It really looked like pearls like earth and white jade.Qiao Weidong had seen great wealth when he was young, but even he was dazzled; not to mention that it was the first time for everyone to see such a good scene.So everyone praised Niuba together, and Zhang Xuejun was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, and he bowed his hands again and again, like a star-studded moon-he just cares about face.Coke was laughing, Zhang Xuejun's smile also faded, his lips curled up, a little melancholy.He thought, if he had known that Victoria Peak in Hong Kong was the best in Asia, he had heard that Wang Lijun had a house there, and the market value could be worth hundreds of millions.

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