Treasure this life [Rebirth]

After a whole morning's work, it was finally over. The uncle left everyone to eat farm food. The three people who had been laborers all morning finally knew what it meant to be hungry.Xiao Wu and Feng Zirui each ate two bowls of rice, Xiang Qiuran was embarrassed, and when he finally left, he wanted to leave money for the uncle, but he waved his hand away, "I didn't ask you to work for the sake of taking advantage of you. I don’t know how to do it, and I have to go back to work. I’m just letting you know that it’s not easy for farmers, so don’t step on other people’s seedlings in the future.”

The three people who were educated felt a little ashamed, especially Xiao Wu.

Arrived in Hejia Village in the afternoon, when they mentioned He Qisheng, the villagers told them that He Qisheng and a few old folks who like to sing Qin opera have gone to perform in other places with a team, and they don't know when they will be back.

Xiao Wu was a little discouraged after running for nothing.

"It's okay, let's visit the thatched cottage three times and learn from Liu Bei." Xiang Qiuran wanted to comfort everyone.

As soon as he heard this, Xiao Wu wailed again, "Come again? Brother, it's not that I don't want to run errands, I'm afraid of being crowded by the train! And that smell, oh my god, it's terrible!"

"Little friend, you live in the most populous country in the world, don't you know? Australia is vast and sparsely populated, but didn't you run back?" Xiang Qiuran decided to let him get rid of his pretentiousness.

"But China also has places with low population density! Let's not squeeze into crowded places?" Xiao Wu said unconvinced.

That night, when everyone was staying at the guest house in the county, Xiang Qiuran reminded Feng Zirui to check Weibo every day. When Feng Zirui found hundreds of private messages, he was dumbfounded, "Qiu Ran, Qiu Ran, come here, this private message What do you think?"

Xiang Qiuran taught him to read private messages, almost all of which were blessings from fans.

Feng Zirui opened Weibo. On the first day, everyone didn’t know that Xiang Qiuran published the news of Feng Zirui’s contract signing and opening Weibo in the name of “Qiuyang Xinrui Cultural and Creative Studio”, and @fengzirui posted it official Bo, Feng Zirui National Support Association.

When the post bar official blog and the support club reposted Feng Zirui's blog opening greetings and photos of "repairing the earth" the next day, fans were excited.Finally, there is a place for Feng Zirui to post information, and he can communicate with idols, so there are piles of private messages.

Feng Zirui was a little nervous, "Do I want to reply to all of them?"

"That's not necessary, you can reply to something you are interested in. Let me know before posting, and I will help you think about it." Xiang Qiuran guided this social media novice like a teacher.

The next day, the three continued to catch the train, but this time there were seats, and the carriage was no longer so crowded.But Xiao Wu still didn't understand, "Brother, why don't you buy a plane ticket? It's not necessary to save costs. And as I said, it's a high school graduation trip. I invite you, and I will pay for it. Take the plane How fast."

"Flying is too fast, so I don't take it." Feng Zirui interjected.

"What? Is it too fast?" Xiao Wu really didn't understand.

Feng Zirui pointed out the window, "Look outside."

"What's wrong outside? The weather is fine. There's a field and a house here. What's wrong?" Xiao Wu looked left and right, but didn't see anything unusual.

Xiang Qiuran said, "You only see the fields, but the poet sees hope. Every field carries the family's hope for life."

"The poet? The poet?"

Xiang Qiuran raised his chin and pointed at Feng Zirui.Xiao Wu was surprised, "Feng Zirui is a singer, not a poet."

"He's a poet of music." Xiang Qiuran knew that Feng Zirui would write a song called "Hope" this summer, which was not a rock style, but a folk style.In his previous life, he was redeemed and healed during his travels. He was first healed by the fields he saw on the train. There is a line in the lyrics, "When I see green fields, I see hope." It is plain language, but it is very touching, relaxed, comfortable, and soothing.

Xiang Qiuran's praise made Feng Zirui embarrassed again, "No, no. I dare not be a poet."

Xiang Qiuran continued this topic, "There is a kind of troubadour in the West, which flourished from the 11th century to the 13th century, and they are also called troubadours. They travel around and write their feelings into poems, poems that can be sung."

"In fact, ancient Chinese lyrics can also be sung. Song lyrics were originally sung to accompany the music..." Feng Zirui can talk about things he is interested in. Xiang Qiuran is a good listener, but Xiaowu is not. Happy, "You two are bosom friends, I'm a layman, I'm going to sleep, don't talk to me."

After speaking, he fell asleep on the small table on the train.He slept until the flight attendant delivered the meal, and when he heard the box lunch, Xiao Wu got up and asked for something to eat.

After dinner, Xiang Qiuran asked Xiao Wu, "Why don't you sleep in again? You didn't sleep and played games last night. Look at your day." Xiao Wu replied "hehe".

At this moment, a girl came over and asked tentatively, "Is it... Feng Zirui?" The three of them looked up and saw that the girl was wearing a XX University T-shirt and carrying a backpack, looking back and forth nervously at them.

Xiao Wu stabbed Xiang Qiuran, and said with his lips, "Fan." Xiang Qiuran also agreed and nodded.

Feng Zirui on the opposite side had another attack of social phobia. He was a little nervous and didn't know what to say. Look at Xiang Qiuran.

"Yeah, it's Feng Zirui. Do you like his songs?" Xiang Qiuran responded freely. In his previous life, he worked as an assistant for several years. Later, when Shi Rong became famous, his assistant was even "molested" by fans. "It's over.

Once, Shi Rong said to the fans who came to take the opportunity, "Don't work so hard to pick up the plane in the future." A naughty girl turned to Xiang Qiuran, "Brother Xiang, you know, I'm not here to see Xiao Rong , I came here specially to see you." The girls around laughed and staggered.The girl said again, "You've got a fan club, you know that?"

Now, Xiang Qiuran couldn't help laughing, but when he looked up and saw Shi Rong's dark face, he stopped laughing and quickly blocked Shi Rong from talking to him, fearing that the fans would notice his displeasure.

In contrast, Feng Zirui is a person who will always have the heart of a child. There is a forbidden place deep in his heart, and he will never be infected by the world, so he can make pure music.Teacher Rong only ends up as a singer, but Feng Zirui ends up as a musician.

Guessing that the certified girl excitedly beckoned her friends, she called three girls over, "We all live in the same dormitory, and we are both sophomores. We are going to play together during the summer vacation. But, I didn't expect..." When the girl said this, she covered her mouth with her hand, she was so excited, she wanted to calm down.

"Are you really Feng Zirui?" A girl in a blue dress is still a little unbelievable, after all, the probability of meeting a celebrity on the train is too small.

"We didn't expect that celebrities could also take the train. It was so unexpected and unbelievable." A fat girl kept shaking her head and sighed.

"I'm not a star, I'm just a..." Feng Zirui wanted to talk about a singer, but his voice was broken. Who knows if he can still sing in this life. He glanced at Xiang Qiuran and remembered the position his manager had given him, " I'm just a musician."