Korean entertainment to remain capricious

When Quan Youan was seven years old, he appeared at his father's concert for the first time.

To be precise, it was the first time he appeared on the stage of a concert.

At the age of seven, he was already very agile when running, and his legs were upside down, and Quan Zhilong might not be able to catch him easily.

More than a month ago, Quan Youan was in a stalemate with his parents during such a run.

He doesn't allow Quan Zhilong and He Baoen to get close unless they agree to take him to the concert.

What is the concert?

When Quan Youan was still younger, He Baoen took him to the first concert after G's comeback, of course, he sat backstage.

Quan You'an could hear those screams like mountains roaring and tsunami.

Mixed with frenzy, mixed with crazy miss.

While his mother was out to answer the phone, Quan Youan bypassed the assistant uncle who was called to stare at him.Stepping on the winding lines backstage of the concert, avoiding those uncles and aunts who are busy walking around.

Before he knew it, he lay down on a cold round platform.

Above the round platform is a cylindrical passageway, with fireworks blooming in the sky from time to time, and there is only a pie shape left above the passageway.

Colorful lights flashed back and forth within Quan Youan's sight.

He raised his head curiously and kept watching like that.

Uncle Tap appeared under the pie-shaped sky, wearing a windbreaker painted with large colorful patterns, holding a microphone in his right hand, raising it above his head left and right, swinging from side to side.

The round platform under Quan Youan's feet suddenly started to vibrate, he was startled, and unconsciously exclaimed:

"what!"

Uncle Tap seemed to have heard it, and when he lowered his head to see the figure on the lifting platform, his eyes widened in surprise.

What to do, it seems that something is wrong...

Quan Youan felt that the round platform under him kept rising, and it seemed to be the stage where his father and the others performed. If he was sent up like this, his mother would probably be very angry...

Quan Youan squatted down in a panic. As the round platform gradually rose, the pie-shaped sky he could see became bigger and bigger. In addition to Uncle Tap who was standing next to him, he gradually saw Uncle Shengni in a leather jacket, Uncle Dacheng who is raising his head and singing high notes, and the aunties dancing with bare thighs...

With a click, the round platform suddenly stopped.

Quan Youan slowly descended from less than one meter away from the stage.

After the round platform came to a complete stop, a pair of hands stretched out and hugged him.

He Baoen, his mother, gently nodded his head with her fingertips, and said dotingly:

"You little rascal."

That day, Quan Youan told his parents for the first time that he wanted to be a singer.

However, his father and his mother, both of whom have countless fans and who go out to hold several concerts every one or two years, don't take his dream seriously.

Especially his mother, He Baoen!

On the second day after taking him to watch the g concert, I also had an hour-long conversation with him because he didn't participate in group activities when he went to kindergarten.

"Didn't Wuli You'an go to kindergarten before? Why don't you want to listen to the teacher and play with everyone today? Did you quarrel with your friends?"

He Baoen patted Quan Youan's head, trying to make his tone as friendly as possible, like chatting with friends.

But Quan Youan glared at her and refused to speak.

Hmph, when he said yesterday that he wanted to be a singer, why didn't he come to talk to him so seriously?

It's just hiding aside during class, is this more important than his dream? !

If you don't want to talk, don't talk to someone who doesn't know what he is thinking at all!Never talk!

The cold war that Quan Youan initiated unilaterally collapsed a few minutes after Quan Xining arrived home.

Quan Xining is in poor health and does not go to kindergarten every day like his brother.

Quan Youan heard from his aunt that when Xining was younger, his body was still weak.

Quan You'an couldn't imagine what it would be like to be weaker than a body that catches a cold once a week on average.

Maybe... two colds a week?

Every day when Quan Youan happily went to the kindergarten to have fun, He Baoen would take Quan Xining by his side and personally teach her to write and draw, teach her numbers, and teach her Chinese and English.

The younger sister who is always sick is very pitiful, the younger sister who cannot go out at will is very miserable, the obedient, sweet, fragrant and soft younger sister is very cute, but the younger sister who occupies most of the mother's time...

It made Quan Youan a little jealous and a little uneasy.

"Does mom only like younger sisters?"

Quan Youan once quietly asked Uncle Jaishuo.

And Uncle Zai Shuo told him:

"Because my sister's health is not good, my mother has to spend more time to take care of her. But both parents love their children equally, and they all like them."

Later, Quan Youan secretly observed, it seems...

When my mother buys clothes for him and his sister, she always asks them what they like.

His mother would force him to eat the vegetables that were set aside, but she would also watch over his younger sister, who took medicine and went to bed on time every day.

When the mother comes back from a business trip, the first to hug the younger sister, the second to hug him, but the last to hug the father!

No matter how long my mother spends with my sister during the day, she will personally pick him up from kindergarten...

Mother……

mom.

Quan Youan gradually discovered that it wasn't that her mother loved her sister more, but that her sister was too obedient.

Both of them love to laugh, their eyes are curved, and the younger sister has a small dimple on her face.

When the two of them sit together, they don't quarrel or stare, so they look very sweet...

Well, Quan Youan learned the word sweet from his own aunt.

At that time, my mother passed a cup of coffee to my father, and then took out a piece of paper to wipe the corners of my father's mouth. The two looked at each other and smiled, and the passing aunt suddenly said:

"It's so sweet..."

Then Quan Youan remembered, it turned out that this feeling was called sweetness.

Some time later, he discovered that when his mother and sister were talking together, their smiles were also very sweet.

The whole family is the only one who is not sweet when he is with his mother.

So, is it his problem?

Quan You'an pondered for a long time, but couldn't find the answer.

But he has learned that when that sweet atmosphere appears between his mother and sister, he must jump over it!Be sure to squeeze in!

So even though he was still fighting with his mother because of his dream.

After Quan Xining, who was picked up by Uncle Zai Shuo to play for a few days, came back, he would definitely stop playing with his petty temper.

"Mom, I want to be a singer, and the things I was taught in kindergarten won't help me."

Quan Youan tugged on He Baoen's clothes, looked up at her pitifully, without blinking his eyes.

"Do you know what a singer is?"

He Baoen squatted down and looked at him level, and asked him seriously.

"do not know."

Quan Youan simply shook his head and continued:

"But I won't know if I stay in kindergarten, so I'm going to homeschool like my sister."

Quan Youan's proposal was ruthlessly rejected by He Baoen, which almost led to the second ice age between mother and child.

But not long after, Quan Xining was also sent to kindergarten.

Quan Youan patted his chest loudly, saying that he would definitely take good care of his sister.

But after getting off my mother's car, I started to struggle, and my sister was sent to kindergarten!What other reason could he find? !

Uncle Shengnian became his savior. When he came over as a guest once, he heard him say that he wanted to be a singer.That weekend, Uncle Shengni took him out to play.

The destination provided to He Baoen was an amusement park, but in fact, Uncle Shengnian took him to the company, Uncle Shengnian's company.

Sheng Ni listened carefully to Quan Youan's dream, and then made an agreement with him that he would pick him up every week to play and teach him to sing along the way.

For several months in a row, Quan Youan learned the same song called "Youth".

"Xiao Youan, do you know what these lyrics mean?"

"do not know."

Quan Youan has always been unafraid to admit his temporary lack of certain knowledge.

"You learn this song and sing it to your parents. If you can sing it so that they are moved, if not, you can really become a singer."

This is the advice given to him by Uncle Shengnian.

Quan You'an couldn't sing to move his parents, that song was too difficult, and he was too young, he couldn't sing the taste in the lyrics.

Therefore, he resolutely adopted the second suggestion given by Uncle Shengnian - playing tricks.

Quan Youan launched a full-scale cold war against his parents, and ran away when he saw his parents coming, even if he was accidentally caught, he kept a dark face and kept silent, and continued to run after they let go, separated by a distance.

During that time, if not for Quan Xining's secret support, maybe Quan You'an would not be able to survive.

He Baoen planned to roll up his sleeves several times to teach others a lesson, but when Quan Xining hugged his legs and acted like a spoiled child, he lost all anger.

Thus, Quan Youan finally survived until the day of victory.

His father Quan Zhilong compromised and said to take him to the stage to experience it.

And how do you feel?Quan Zhilong said, and sang "Youth" together.

That performance, He Baoen stood in the audience and faithfully recorded it with a video camera.

Until she and Quan Zhilong had gray temples, until Quan Xining became a representative painter of this era, until Quan Youan shouted to 30 people at his [-]th anniversary concert -

"Thanks to my parents!"

At that time, he sang that song again, holding Quan Zhilong's already hunched back.

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