Fame starts with the radio

Chapter 115 Dumplings
Uncle Tian sat in front of the dining table with a dull expression, stretched out his right hand tremblingly to take a dumpling, and put it tremblingly into his pocket, chanting repeatedly.

"This is for my son, he loves dumplings the most..."

Originally, other people at the table were eating together. After hearing this sentence, everyone was stunned. Afterwards, their eye circles turned red...

The villagers who gathered around to watch the fun were also collectively silent, and there were also low and inaudible sighs mixed in.

Fatty Grandpa sighed and explained to Ling Yun in a low voice.

"Your Second Uncle Tian's son has settled in another place. He was going to take the old man there, but he is not used to living in a big city. He went there for a few days and came back. Not long ago, he got dementia, and he doesn't know anything anymore. , I just remember going to the gate of the village primary school every day to wait for my son to leave school, alas... people become confused when they are old."

"Then... Second Uncle Tian's son didn't come back to take care of him?"

"I'm back, but what's the use? Although the old man is confused, he doesn't leave the village anyway. He keeps talking about picking up his son from school. Later, his son stayed with him for a few days and left. After all, young people He still had to go to work, but he couldn’t help it later, so he spent money to find someone to look after him in the village, and went to the house a few times during the holidays. Alas, the situation of the elderly in our rural areas is similar now, and their sons and daughters are all working in other places. There are only old people and children left in the village..."

Hearing the old man's sigh, Ling Yun felt a little guilty, and asked himself, why is he not like this, and he and his father are only reunited for a few days throughout the year. If he gets married and settles in Xianyang later, his father will also be with the current Second Uncle Tian It is the same?A person dies alone in the countryside?Standing alone at the entrance of the village and looking into the distance...

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The filming was interrupted because of Uncle Tian's unexpected break-in, and since there was still a show tonight, Ling Yun and Fatty packed up the machine and prepared to drive back to Xianyang.

When the car drove to the entrance of the village and passed the abandoned Gaomiaogou Primary School, a familiar figure stood shivering in the bitter cold wind.

"Looks like Uncle Tian?"

The fat man honked the horn, and the rickety figure turned his head in a daze. It was Tian Er they had met before.

Ling Yun took out his spare military coat from the back seat and quickly got out of the car, and put it on Tian Er's body.

"Second uncle, what are you doing here at night?"

Tian Er pointed to the elementary school across the road.

"My son is leaving school, I'll pick him up from school..."

When he said this, he clearly had a faint smile.

At this moment, Ling Yun's tears burst, and the memory brought him back to his student days. At that time, he was in the town when he was in junior high school. It was dark every Friday when he returned home from vacation, and his father would always stand at the entrance of the village with a flashlight waiting for him. , until he went to college.

During the National Day holiday of his freshman year, he went back to his hometown from school. When he saw that ray of light in the dark, he knew that no matter when and where in this world, his father would be waiting for him...

"Second Uncle, your son...your son has already gone home, you should go back quickly."

"Oh... go home... go home... go home..."

Tian Er mumbled to himself dully, turned around slowly, a flashlight shone towards him in the darkness, it was the people who took care of him in the village who came to look for him...

Looking at his back slowly disappearing in the darkness, Ling Yun had a strong thought in his heart, if he has the ability in the future, he must reunite everyone here forever.

Having nothing to say all night, after waking up the next day, Ling Yun took out the material shot the day before to look through it.

Looking at it, his expression became a little more solemn.

In the video, Uncle Tian appeared, staggering, step by step, walked to the table and sat down. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, picked up a dumpling from the plate of the table in embarrassment, and stuffed it quietly. Putting it into his pocket, he was still muttering embarrassingly.

"This is for my son, he loves dumplings the most..."

Snapped!
Just as Second Uncle Tian finished speaking, the camera cut to a distant view, and Ling Yun quickly tapped the pause button.

The fat man next to him leaned his head over to have a look, and Ling Yun pointed to the screen and asked him.

"What do you think of this video of Uncle Tian? Did you feel moved after watching it?"

The fat man stared at the screen for a long time, touched his chin, still frowned and shook his head slowly.

"A little bit, but not particularly touched... It always feels like something is missing."

"Background music is missing?"

"Yes, yes, yes! If there is some background music that fits the content of the video, it should be more touching."

"Background music... wait for me to find it."

After finding the direction, Ling Yun directly began to edit the video material first, from the time Uncle Tian took his seat, to after Uncle Tian finished speaking, the camera scanned the lonely expressions of other people on the table, and then took a long shot , the whole video ends here, exactly 15 seconds.

Then Ling Yun began to search for suitable background music on the Internet until the next day.

Looking at Ling Yun with bloodshot eyes, the fat man frowned and asked with concern.

"I haven't found it yet?"

"I found 33 songs, but it always feels weird to match the atmosphere of the video. You came just in time, help me to listen to it..."

Ling Yun shook his head, imported 33 BGMs into the video, and let Fatty listen to them one by one.

As a result, the fat man frowned more and more as he listened to it.

After more than ten minutes passed, he took off the headset and shook his head slowly.

"It still doesn't feel right... um..."

He seemed to be thinking about what to say, he thought for a while, and then he let out an oh.

"Oh, by the way, the feeling of these BGMs... seems to be forcibly sensational. How should I put it, it's a bit too fake. It doesn't blend with the picture, and there is a feeling of separation."

"It's the same as I feel... It seems that this thing is really hard to handle."

Ling Yun sighed, then leaned heavily on the chair, the fat man handed him Hongtashan, and then lit one himself.

Just after taking a sip, Ling Yun let out a sigh, opened the background of the mailbox casually, and clicked on an email.

"By the way, it will be New Year's Day in a few days. The city's cultural office will take the lead in organizing a warm-up and love event. Then you can follow along to make up the number. I have to find a suitable background music here. I really can't get away."

"Leave it to me and you can rest assured!"

The fat man patted his chest to assure him, and after finishing talking, he crushed the cigarette butts and was about to go out, when Ling Yun called to him again and gave instructions.

"When the time comes, try not to hit anyone..."

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(End of this chapter)