I chase after the actor by lifting iron

Si Yanan set up the tablet in the living room, and the opening title of "Sound Journey" was played on the Bluetooth speaker.

He went to the kitchen and poured a glass of lemonade and a glass of sweet milk, and brought them out and put them on the table.

After waiting for a while, Ming Chen still hadn't come back, so Si Yan'an pressed the pause button and went upstairs to water the flowers.I watered everything else, but avoided the pot of epiphyllum, as if I was afraid that the flower would not want to live when it saw him.

Let's leave it to the children, he thought to himself.

It has been a week since Ming Chen suddenly fell ill while recording a program. Although his fever subsided, he still didn't look energetic.

Sometimes Si Yan'an would wonder if the problem that he couldn't raise anything had happened to Ming Chen.

But thinking about not being cute and living for more than ten years, I feel a little relieved. Animals and plants are still different after all.

After pouring the water, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, but he didn't light it up, and stood on the roof to blow the wind for a while.

Not long after, the sound of the engine sounded, he turned and went downstairs, and Ming Chen just opened the door and came in.

"I'm back." Ming Chen said with a smile, a little redness around his eyes, which was a sign of being tired to him.

In the past, he sometimes stayed up all night in the crew, and the next day he would appear with a face that seemed to be crying all night, and it was Si Yan'an who chased him and put his eyes on his eyes to get rid of it.

Although it's not that serious at the moment, it still looks a bit wronged.

"Have you eaten yet?" Si Yanan waited for him to change his shoes, and handed him the sweet milk on the table.

"Teacher Ren Ping invited me to eat Roujiamo..." He sat down at the table and rubbed his belly: "After eating four, I'm a little full. Oh, have you started yet?"

Si Yanan just clicked on the video, and the progress bar started to move forward.

"Well, it's updated at six o'clock, and I'll watch it with you. Then I'll eat whatever I want."

Originally, they were going to cook pasta, which was convenient, quick and tasty, and they both liked it.Ming Chen can make it after eating it, but with less noodles.

No, it's a lot less.

Soon, Si Yan'an came out with a plate, Ming Chen hugged a lemon-shaped pillow, held milk in his hand, rested his feet on the chair, stuck his knees into the pillow, curled up into a cute little ball.

He stared straight at the screen and yawned for a long time.

Si Yan'an subconsciously softened his expression, walked over and put the plate on the table.

"What time is this issue?" He asked.

"Sixth..." Ming Chen sighed: "I hate sweet-scented osmanthus. Otherwise, there must be better ones."

"It's fine if it's not eliminated, and the flowering period is almost over." Si Yan'an sat down, and smoothed his hair that blocked his eyes to the back of his ears: "Shall I turn on the projector?"

Ming Chen nodded.

As soon as Si Yan'an stood up, he saw Ming Chen yawned again.

"No." Si Yanan sat down: "Drink the milk and go to sleep."

"Huh?" Ming Chen was confused for a moment: "Why? I promised to watch it with you."

"You can watch it later, didn't you take the third place yesterday. That is to say, at least next week we can watch it together." Si Yanan patted him: "Drink quickly."

The kid was really sleepy, so he hesitated for a while and didn't object, raised his head and drank all the milk, then went upstairs.Even the footsteps are not as vigorous as usual.

Si Yan'an paused the video, went upstairs to arrange for him to wash up, and exited the room.After a pause, he went up to the roof again and watered the epiphyllum tree.

No matter what, there will be no more watering tomorrow, he thought a little anxiously, tore off a sticky note and pasted it to remind himself.

Then I went back to the tablet and plugged in my headphones.

The pasta was cold, but he didn't care.

From time to time, there will be shots of Ming Chen in the sub-studio, he simply didn't skip other people's parts, and watched slowly from the beginning.

In all fairness, this show is very popular for Ming Chen.

Unlike ordinary idols, he has a lot of baggage of paper people, and he will look out of place among ordinary people.On the contrary, he can smoothly integrate into any group.

Just like this show, when the companions in front of the stage are singing, it is inevitable that everyone in the audience will comment and explain their music philosophy.

Of course Mingchen also wanted to talk, but he was almost all boasting.

The problem is that he is not boasting like "good, good". He can boast with substance and reason. From expressions to words, he is so sincere that you have to believe it. The whole assistant studio is full of spring flowers.

Sometimes he would make jokes and talk about innocuous facts, and the audience could feel that he was really serious about watching, and he really appreciated the strengths of others.

As soon as you open the barrage, you can see people who are obviously passers-by expressing their love for Ming Chen.

"It's a really cute kid."

Si Yanan smiled, and quickly pursed his lips again.

In this issue, Ming Chen's condition is not very good.There are not as many words as before, and there are fewer shots.

Sure enough, I felt uncomfortable when I was recording the show.

This kind of thing is unavoidable. Being an artist is the most difficult time, because no one can replace you, and you can't afford to lose opportunities.

Halfway through the show, the production team cut out the part where Ming Chen was sick.First, all the contestants filed out from the waiting room. A staff member asked what was wrong, and Xiao Yang explained that Chen was not feeling well.

"It should be because he has a fever. He didn't feel well in the morning." Huilu said to the staff, "If there is a doctor, it's best to come and see him."

At this time, a director with a work card came over and asked, "Is he okay?"

Hui Lu compared the OK gesture: "He said yes, take a break."

Si Yan'an couldn't eat any more noodles.

The video cuts to Ming Chen's solo interview, and Si Yan'an knows that it took four days to make up the recording, and he was supposed to go there the next day.

"I know my own state, and it's really okay." Ming Chen said, "There is no need to delay the program group for such a small matter. But everyone went out and gave me the space, and I was quite touched."

He laughed, eyes crooked: "Yes, they all take good care of me."

"It's just a little thing."Hearing these four words, Si Yan'an was in an extremely bad mood.

Waiting for him to get drenched in the rain at the door of the house is a trivial matter.Allergies are a small thing.Getting sick and having a fever while recording a program is still a trivial matter.

Before he knew that the child was not his own, he hardly paid attention to such details.

But now he knows.

It's hard to think too much.

The show was still going on, and in the second half, Ming Chen finally came out.

Si Yan'an didn't know where he was acting abnormally. If he didn't know in advance, he would think that this was the usual Ming Chen.The selected song is cheerful and lively, and it is also pleasant to listen to.After listening to the mood is very good, simply enjoy.

Then the review team came out and said a lot of shortcomings.

Si Yanan: "..."

He held his breath in his chest.

There were two people behind Mingchen. When he returned to the studio, his condition seemed to be even worse, and there was no role for him in the future.

But Si Yan'an stared at the 30-second shot, and still felt that something was wrong.

Not just uncomfortable.

It feels like...emotional agitation.

Something must have happened.

But it has been a week since the recording of this episode, and he hasn't said anything.

The progress bar was still moving forward, and someone's comments came from the earphones.Si Yan'an was a little dazed until he saw the end of the show, even the sponsors, before taking off his earphones.

***

The next day, Si Yanan answered a phone call early in the morning and hurried to the Creamy Strawberry Bar.

When entering the door, the hanging bell on the door rang.

"Hi!" Zhou Kaiyuan was counting the quantity of goods behind the bar, turned his head and glanced at Si Yan'an: "Here we come."

"Go ahead." Si Yanan frowned and walked over.

"Here, the documents are all on the table. Sit down and read." Zhou Kaiyuan said.

It was only then that Si Yanan saw the kraft paper bag, because the bar counter was also made of log color, so it wasn't very conspicuous.

He took a deep breath and opened it.

"It's very difficult to check, your little friend, otherwise I wouldn't have delayed it for so long." Zhou Kaiyuan squatted down and counted the bottles, and said, "At first I clung to the name 'Mingchen'. I found out later that he had changed his name."

"..."

"The logic is quite simple. His name was Chen Ming when he was a child, but it was reversed when he changed it."

Zhou Kaiyuan has a relationship, once a breakthrough is found, many things will become clear.

Si Yanan started flipping through the timeline in reverse order, and furrowed his eyebrows after reading a page.

"Father's name is Chen Guodong? An elementary school teacher? Doesn't he run a restaurant?"

"Retired, it's just a matter of the past two years." Zhou Kaiyuan stood up: "But you look back, he is not a real adoptive father. What do your children say, life is not good, there is a record later, it is me I asked someone to ask. It is not guaranteed to be absolutely true."

Turned a page back, it was a simple written record, without any writing at all.

Mingchen joined the current company as a trainee at the age of 14, and lived in Yangxin Zhai before that. "Sister Xin" and "Brother Chen" are both locals in Chongcheng. Yangxin Zhai used to be a snack bar, and the real estate of "Brother Chen" was passed down from his father's generation.They switched to their current business when Ming Chen was 12 years old.

In the early years, the business of the snack bar was not good. Before the demolition near the old city, it was a famous dirty area, and even the primary and junior high schools had the worst teachers in that area.

Mingchen transferred to the elementary school there when he was ten years old, and went directly to the fifth grade. There was no record before that.

As for when I came to Yangxinzhai, according to the people nearby, it was about two years ago.It was said that he was an orphan, and he was too hungry to ask Chen Xuan'ang and his wife for food, but the young couple saw him as pitiful and adopted him.

There are a lot of "confessions" intermittently below, all saying that the child is quite pitiful, not very good at talking, thanks to his kindness, otherwise he might have died outside.

Si Yan'an was so frightened that he almost didn't dare to turn back.

"Didn't he... have an adoptive father?" Si Yanan found his voice hoarse as soon as he spoke.

Zhou Kaiyuan heard it, sighed, and poured him a glass of warm water: "That's not a good man, he heard that he beat a child. Didn't you see it? Some people said they saw a child knocking on the door of the snack bar covered in blood."

"..." Si Yan'an closed his eyes hard, feeling his heart beating so hard for a long time that his hands were shaking.

"Forget it, let me tell you." Seeing him like this, Zhou Kaiyuan pulled up a stool and said, "That adoptive father is Ming Chen who was adopted formally. But it's not in Chongshi, but in the tea market."

"..." Si Yanan looked at him.

"Mingchen used to be an orphan accepted by the Chashi Welfare Institute. I specially asked someone to check the files. 'Chen Ming' was the name given to him by his adoptive father Chen Guodong. Before that, he didn't even have a name. The most amazing thing is , how old do you think he was when he came to the orphanage?"

After Zhou Kaiyuan said it, he felt that something was wrong. Si Yan'an probably couldn't accept what he was talking about, so he quickly gave the answer: "I'm eight years old."

Si Yanan didn't speak.

"I really can't find any records before that. It was reported to the police station in a certain district of Chashi at the earliest. It was said that the child was wandering outside and had nothing to eat, and he was grabbing buns from a cat. Sigh."