Unscrupulous orthopedics [entertainment circle]

There are actually only two types of weather in the imperial capital in winter, smoggy and windy.

Oh, and snow is another count.Who cares about the weather when it snows, they're all in love.

With the dual support of family and friends, the new classmate, Model Worker An, worked very hard. He worked diligently in the crew and continued to learn, and worked diligently in school to keep moving forward. Avoid fans, reporters, and paparazzi.

There were not many roles for An Wangjun on the set, and every time he finished the performance, his face would turn pale like a real Tang Ke's upper body, which made the old mother feel distressed watching.Director Lin looked at An Wangjun who seemed to have been dumped by Hua Manting very complicatedly, and waved his hand: "Anyway, it's the scene where you are beaten at the end, you go home and adjust your mood first, don't act like this , we beat you in the scene, you can really break your own limbs and legs outside the scene."

So the ignorant An Wangjun obediently packed up his package and went home.

Screenwriter Fang was a little worried: "The final climax scene is coming soon, why don't you let Xiao An stay and nurture?"

"Didn't you see the way he looks at Man Ting? I'm worried that he won't be able to make a play! If you keep nurturing him, he will really become Tang Ke! Then I still have to be killed by Su Xiaozi?"

"That's right." Screenwriter Fang reacted slowly, "Oh no, what does this have to do with Su Xiaozi?"

Director Lin threw a loving look over him, and held up a loudspeaker to harm other actors.

Recently, Su Yang has also seen Mr. Anwang's dazed appearance. Seeing the holiday, he hurriedly dragged him to the library, indulged in the ocean of study, borrowed the lingering love between Cauchy and Lagrange, and forgot about male sex. Female love.

Studying with Su Dashen, An Wang-jun was still a little nervous, especially when the first day was safe, and the second day was safe, and the third day An Wang-jun felt even more empty.

Happiness came too suddenly, so I didn't hurry up to learn advanced mathematics.

Sure enough, when the two went to the cafeteria at noon on the third day, the students who hadn’t devoted themselves to their studies still recognized them. It didn’t feel good to be surrounded by people watching the live broadcast, especially when they ate the big pot rice on the first floor of the cafeteria today. , from appearance to taste to photogenic, there is no compulsion.An Wangjun took a deep breath, and forced out a blunt and kind smile: "You can take pictures, don't pass it on to our official Boha." The girls' eyes glowed green, and they nodded their heads.

In the afternoon, several private microblogs bloodbathed the popular area, and a group of unknown people left messages so psychedelic and full of candy.

"Don't say that a man's mouth is unreliable, and this woman's mouth can't be trusted either!" An Wangjun grabbed the phone, commenting with colorful faces on his face.

The smile on the corner of Su Yang's mouth grew wider and wider, and the pencil hit him on the head: "What kind of mobile phone are you playing with, read a book!"

"This is a very serious matter, a matter of our reputation!" An Wang-jun leaned on the table and looked serious, "It has a particularly serious impact on me, obviously my character set should be a pure and witty dog. Pleasant Goat, how can you be tied up with a big-tailed wolf like you."

"It's not very good, we still have support songs," Su Yang focused on writing the thesis without raising his head, "How come you sing, don't look at me as a sheep... Oh no, it's the wolf who fell in love with the sheep, love Crazy...hahahaha..."

An Wang-jun: "...let's write the thesis carefully, other people's first drafts have already been written."

Su Yang was not afraid and smiled deeply: "I was the first in the school in my freshman grades."

An Wang-jun: "...you are cruel."

The time with Su Yang and his family will always pass quickly, An Wangjun thought drowsily, from opening his eyes and looking at the busy world ignorantly, to babbling the first "brother first" Parents, to the family who picked up the paintbrush and scribbled on the small drawing board, and the happy family, talking and laughing at Yanyan's childhood.

and after?What happened later, how much can you remember?The crashed car, the cold photos, the wailing all night, and, some beatings, some scolding... Your parents don't want you anymore, your brother doesn't want you anymore, why are you hypocritical, and you still think you are a young master Woolen cloth……

Afterwards, it seems that I can only remember the night, the cold wind, the barking dogs, and the icy culvert...

But it's okay, in the end, you still found me and said that we will be together forever and never be separated again.

In the dream, Su Yang kept calling himself, kept calling, as gentle and patient as ever: "Junjun? Xiaojun? Baby?..."

"Baby? Handsome guy? Grandpa? Wake up! The sun is going to hit your ass."

An Wangjun opened his eyes in a daze, and Su Yang lay beside the bed, pinching his face.The early morning covered him with a layer of warm gold, and the sun hit him like a spotlight.

It was a little dazzling, An Wangjun narrowed his eyes, and stretched out his hands towards him.

Su Yang scooped him up without hesitation, rubbed his cheeks and head to do the daily work of waking him up.

"Are you awake now?" Su Yang asked him.

An Wang-jun nodded: "Mmm..."

A peach blossom protruded from the corner of Su Yang's eye, and he pulled An Wangjun's forehead to touch it: "My dear, happy birthday. It's over."

In order to prepare for An Wangjun's birthday, Su's father and Su's mother hadn't gone out for the time being since their murderous return last time. Today, the whole family got up early, picked the freshest and most beautiful lilies, and drove to Changqing Mountain.

Changqingshan Cemetery is located in the west of the imperial capital, where An's parents are buried.

A fine layer of dust had accumulated on the tombstone, and in the frame of the photo, my mother was leaning on my father's shoulder, and my father was hugging her, and the two of them smiled very nicely.

Talented and beautiful, with a successful career and a happy family, she has a very smart and good son, and a very good friend who is very loyal to the Su family next door, and even recognized the Su family's son as a godson.

Everything is moving in the best direction.

However, a car accident on the way home for the couple made their lives stay at the best time.But for Mr. An Wang, who is only 8 years old and still waiting for his parents to come back, it is a nightmare that he will never forget.

Precocious wisdom means that he has experienced deeper and deeper pain. The cold freezer is taller than the young An Wangjun, and the hand that is used to holding the paintbrush can't even hold the heavy urn.

An Wangjun looked at the relatives who came to hear the news and cried sadly holding a towel, and shouted how could you go so cruelly, Xiaojun is still so young, how can you be willing?

The little An Wangjun knelt before the coffin, thinking, don't shout, your parents can't hear you anymore.The teacher said that there are no ghosts in the world, and at the moment of death, there is really nothing left.

In the future, no matter how many points I get in the test, my mother will not see it.I'm being bullied by street corner punks, and my dad won't come to help me out.In the future, if I grow an inch taller, move up a grade, fall down again, or hurt or feel uncomfortable, they will never know.

It doesn't make sense anymore.

The relatives and aunts saw that Xiao An Wangjun was not making noise, so they just knelt down obediently, motionless, the big filial piety seemed to crush his small body, they hugged him excitedly and continued to cry: "Don't be afraid, Junjun, you It's the child of the aunt's family, and the aunt treats you as her own son, huh?"

The woman next to her who was also crying miserably came over and hugged An Wangjun together: "It's also okay for Junjun to come to my aunt's house. My aunt's house has a cousin, and he will be your real brother from now on."

"Junjun, come to Auntie's house, Auntie hugged you when you were young."

"Auntie's house has a brother to play with you, come to auntie's house."

An Wangjun numbly listened to the relatives he didn't know very well urging him to quickly recognize his parents. On the other side of the mourning hall, the eyes of the Su family's parents who really watched him grow up were red. Brother Su Yang was wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag. Silently wiping his tears with his sleeve, this was the first time he saw Brother Su Yang cry.

I remember my father said that when I was still in my mother's womb, my father was busy with work, and I suddenly had to come out early. It was because brother Su Yang, who was with my mother at home, called 120 first aid and checked the rescue measures online, so that my mother was safe and sound. Things, I fell to the ground.

At that time, Su Yang's brother was only 8 years old, the same age as him now.

Parents and his parents are busy with work, so most of the time, they are the two children together, and Brother Su Yang teaches himself enlightenment and principles.So they recognized each other as godfather and godmother, and the relationship was like a family.

An Wangjun had a thought in his mind, and said hoarsely: "I, I want to live with Brother Su."

The relatives who hugged and cried all stopped, and it took a while to realize that the so-called Brother Su was the godson recognized by An's family in the imperial capital, and the two families were not actually related.

When Su's mother heard Xiao Wangjun say this, she cried even more sadly, and couldn't speak.Su's father wiped his tears and said: "Okay, Xiaojun, good boy, godfather and godmother will take care of you from now on, don't be afraid, huh?"

Mr. An Wang, who is new to the world, thought that he could live with whomever he said he wanted to live with, but his relatives who just told him this way disagreed, and they immediately interrupted Su's father: "you and Xiaojun There is no blood relationship, so he cannot be his guardian."

What happened next, An Wang-jun was not very clear. It seemed that the police said that Su's father and Su's mother could not adopt An Wang-jun in the presence of relatives.The parents of the Su family were reluctant to let go of their relationships, and An Wang-jun at a deeper level didn't understand. He just wanted to cry in Brother Su Yang's arms like before, and everything would be fine after crying.

But I didn't expect that when I opened my eyes again, I was at my aunt's house in another city.

The aunt touched her head and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, Xiaojun, this will be your home from now on."

An Wangjun believed it foolishly.

Ten years later, An Wangjun took a handkerchief and carefully wiped the dust on the monument of his parents. He could already think of all this calmly.

"Dad, Mom, I am an adult today. I came here to show you, is your son handsome?"

"The last time I came here, I still fulfilled my wish. My brother won another big prize. I know you are all watching from the sky. My brother is really good since he was a child."

"I haven't come to see you recently, so don't be angry with me. Because, it's funny to say, I was dragged to make a movie for no reason, and it's the same person who dragged my brother away. But I'm very angry, brother one Going to be the male number one, winning the Golden Pavilion Award, going to be a soy sauce and miserable little character."

"The next thing is the final filming of the movie, and the exam week. I may not have time to come and see you. You guys are doing well, and don't miss me too much."

"I'm fine, don't worry."

An Wangjun cleaned the tombstone and put the lily in front of the grave, making the smiling faces of his parents in the photo frame even brighter.

An Wangjun would come over to talk to his parents if he had nothing to do, and exchange a bouquet of flowers.Before Su Yang was worried that Mr. An Wang stayed in the cemetery for too long, and he missed him even more, and he was afraid that he would never get well.It was only later that I gradually realized that in the rush of time, the wounds will heal slowly, and facing it bravely and calmly is the growth of An Wangjun and the pride of Su Yang.

In the early morning of winter, a round of red sun was burning in the smog, and the whole cemetery was covered with a layer of vibrant orange gauze.Someone came to sweep the grave early in the morning, sweeping away the past and ushering in an unknown journey.The long sleep of the dead and the running of the living are peacefully intertwined in this land, and eventually they have to disperse and run in different directions.

In the car on the way back, Mother Su put a bunch of keys in An Wangjun's hand.

"This is?" An Wang-jun was a little confused.

Mother Su touched his head, "Good boy, here is the key to your house."

Su Yang, the co-pilot, turned around in surprise: "The key to the old Chaoyangmen house?!"

Su's father drove the car without looking back, and sighed: "Yes, we have been thinking about what gift to give Xiaojun. Later, your mother and I talked together, and we still thought about taking away Xiaojun's parents' inheritance. Come back. After all, it belongs to the An family, and after how many years, it is still a property of the An family. What does it sound like to be left in the hands of those people!"

An Wangjun, who had been holding on to not cry, felt that he could not bear it anymore.

Mother Su hugged him and explained to Su Yang: "At that time, we were finally able to take over Xiaojun's custody, and it was too late to take care of other real estate relics. I was afraid that Xiaojun would be sad. Now Xiaojun has grown up and belongs to him. Of course you have to take back everything you own. Xiaojun, we have gone to see the house. They have changed hands and sold it several times, but they have never lived in it. You can renovate it as it is, or sell it again. It doesn’t matter. The original It is not easy to recover stock funds, but Mom and Dad will do their best."

An Wangjun held Mama Su in his arms, and buried his head to prevent them from seeing his face. "Actually, I don't want them anymore... I don't want anything, and I don't want to see them again..."

Mother Su was so distressed that she coaxed softly: "Okay, okay, Xiaojun can say anything, ah?"

An Wangjun fell into her arms, and said with a sour voice after a while, "I just want to be with you..."

It was Mama Su who cried the loudest.

Su Yang handed over a box of tissues.

Papa Su rubbed his nose.

Come back home.

Choose vegetables, wash vegetables and chop vegetables, wash rice and knead noodles.Pork ribs, winter bamboo shoots, eight-treasure duck, elbow crab and small yellow croaker.Pot stickers rice cake vegetarian three delicacies, shrimp meatballs big hot pot.

Except for Chinese New Year or some important days, the family rarely gathers in the kitchen.Mama Su disliked Papa Su with her swollen stomach getting in the way, and sent him to peel edamame and wash vegetables.Su Yang and her are in charge of cooking, and Xiaoshouxing's youngest son who knows how to paint will come to arrange the plate and carve radish flowers.

The last time I finished drinking the red wine, Papa Su touched his stomach and said that wine with a temperature above [-]% would have a taste, but Mama Su sent her back cowardly with a blank stare.

Su Yang smiled, and took out a wine jar from nowhere, which was still covered with mud.He slapped it away happily and poured it out. Father Su's eyes were very sharp at this time: "Hua Diao!"

Pour it into a sand pot, add shredded ginger, wolfberry, green plum and sugar, and heat it slowly over low heat until wisps of green smoke float out.Everyone pours a bowl first.

Alcohol is not intoxicating, people are self-intoxicating.

Su's father, who was full of wine and food, and lost with punches, consciously cleaned up the mess.Mother Su was basking in the sun watching her two precious sons play chess.

The stinky chess basket is against the stinky chess basket. Fortunately, Mama Su is just watching the fun.

The sun gradually shone in the living room. After washing the dishes, Su's father made a pot of black tea, and the two adults leisurely instructed the two children to sing, play the piano, dance and sing opera.If there were no daily fights and fights between the two of them, the effect of this party with only two people in charge would still be great.

Su Yang specially opened dinner in advance, and everyone only packed a little of red bean balls, sweet-scented osmanthus and taro.Su Yang made a fool of himself, he is going to take An Wangjun out tonight, and if his parents don't mind their quarrel, they can also come together.

Mother Su let the two of them live in a happy mood, and told them to go home early.

Until he got in the car, An Wangjun was still in a daze. "Where is this going?"

Su Yang slammed the accelerator and said with bright eyes: "Fasten your seat belt, brother will show you the speed and passion!"

The corners of An Wangjun's mouth twitched: "Are you telling the truth?"

"What? Can't you trust me? Let me tell you, when I was filming that road movie, I practiced my driving skills superbly. I'll show you the drift every minute..."

An Wangjun looked at him with pity: "It's not that I don't believe you, I just don't believe..."

"Mist Grass! There's a traffic jam!"

An Wangjun collapsed: "I said yes... racing in the imperial capital, your brain is out of your mind. Next time you go to Hawaii to learn how to fly a helicopter."

Su Yang stared at the heir of the dragon in front of him resentfully, then looked at An Wangjun's unrequited face, and spit out a sentence: "Don't talk about the opportunity, civilized you and me."

An Wang-jun: "..."

Anyway, it was stopped in traffic jam, so let's talk about it after a disagreement.

"Where are you taking me? It's late at night, and the road is still blocked like this."

Su Yang was also very anxious, he kept looking at the time, his heart froze, and he finally decided on something.Forcibly inserted a small hole in the long queue of the car, turned off the engine and stopped on the side of the road, pulled off An Wangjun's seat belt, pulled him up and ran away!

There was an angry horn sound from behind, and the whistle of the traffic police. Su Yang put his hood back on his back, and dragged Mr. Anwang to run wildly on the bustling and busy street.

The imperial capital at [-] o'clock in the evening is the time when the crowds are gradually bustling. Friends who meet for travel, couples holding hands on the road, and office workers who are still rushing on the road with a cup of coffee are bustling and bustling, filling the brightly lit streets. .

An Wangjun was pulled by him, surrounded by feasting lights, laughter and laughter, in front of him was Su Yang's back, and the fluffy brim of his hat was blown up by the wind.His palm was hot, and he held it tightly, pulling himself forward in a big stride, steady and powerful.

An Wangjun thought absently, maybe this is considered Fast and Furious.

At 53:[-], they finally reached the Binhe Boulevard.

An Wangjun panted like a bull on his knees, cursing: "Ha... ah... I, I will believe it next time, your nonsense, I will take your surname! Ah... give me a stool... I dying……"

Su Yang picked him up cruelly, "Don't sit down."

"Huh?" An Wang-jun already wanted to bite him to death.

Su Yang dragged him to the viewing platform on Binhe Boulevard. Under the platform was a moat that had been slowly flowing for thousands of years. On the other side of the river was a bright new urban area, dotted with strangely shaped skyscrapers.On the shore is the largest LED screen in the entire imperial capital, like a new city wall, on which all kinds of information about the city are displayed to the world.

At this moment, the slogan "Welcome to the Imperial Capital" is placed on the LED wall, which is very aesthetically pleasing to the Communist Party of China.

An Wangjun raised his hand and touched his head: "You must have lost your mind."

Su Yang took his hand off, wondering if the lights on the viewing platform were reflected in his eyes, and An Wangjun's legs were a little numb when it was bright.Su Yang let him lean on the railing, and leaned next to him, watching the night scene with one eye, and staring at the watch with the other——

"It's counting down." Su Yang whispered in his ear.

"Five," a painted boat slowly rowed across the moat, and the figures on the boat were outstanding.

"Four." The girl not far away blushed and wrapped the young man with a poorly stitched scarf.

"Three," the photographer squinted one eye, and asked the couples taking wedding photos to get closer.

"Two," the child holding a lollipop rode on his father's shoulder, pointing to the lights on the other side of the river.

"One," the LED screen on the other side went blank for a second.

"Don't blink." The person next to him said.

Suddenly——the original Binhe LED screen suddenly released a line of big characters: "My dearest brother, happy birthday."

The huge LED screen was full of brilliance, and the screens on the walls of the skyscrapers on the other side of the river were also full of fiery trees and silver flowers - the emperor did not allow fireworks to be set off, but at this time, how could there be no fireworks.The riverside LED celebrates the release of life, and the skyscrapers behind it quietly play a supporting role, attracting east wind and blooming thousands of trees at night.

The fountain beside the moat rose up in response, refracting the light on the screen, shining like a shooting star.

The people on the viewing platform exclaimed, and the cheers and congratulations flooded over like a tide in an instant—even though they didn't know the birthday person on the screen, everyone couldn't help expressing the most sincere emotion in their hearts under this situation.

As for Mr. An Wang, he could no longer hear or see anything on the viewing platform. All his sights were focused on the LED screen. From the initial happy birthday on the screen, the screen began to turn pages one by one. photo.From a photo of a little hand holding a little hand, to a little hand holding a paintbrush and drawing a row of eggs on the wall, to the back view of a little boy walking with a little boy, to the long time when the little boy fell asleep The eyelashes are close-up, and the photos are like a revolving lantern, replaying their past scene by scene. "From your birth, to babbling, to the first day of school, to the first award, to the honors and setbacks, progress and hesitation, I am very happy and honored. I can appreciate every scene in your life. Be by your side, accompany you, and take care of you. I also hope that in the days to come, we can still be together."

After the photos on the LED screen arrived, they were replaced with handwritten ones. An Wangjun recognized them as manuscripts in his own studio. Some of the homeworkers slept on all fours.Su Yang moved them all to the LED, flipped through the pages one by one, and displayed them one by one.

When we grow up, we may have a lot of helplessness. For example, we can’t publish our group photo openly, we can only use drawings that don’t recognize our faces, and you can’t directly say your name in your birthday celebration, but I believe, You know it all, you know it all, and you always believe in me.

"Time makes us old, and time also makes us grow into the best appearance. The soft child before also has the edges and corners of a man, and my shoulders can barely cover some wind and rain. Ah, it's a bit hypocritical, you know my language Not good. The future is still long, you will meet more and more people and accomplish one thing after another. I participated in the blink of an eye yesterday, and I will naturally not miss the wonderful and enjoyable tomorrow.”

"I just hope that you don't find me annoying."

"Happy adulthood, the stars and the sea, all for you."

The author has something to say:

You think I'm exaggerating, are you afraid of this candy?

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