Big bird enters small knowledge

three weeks ago.

Inexplicably, He Zhizhi suddenly wanted to know Duan Yan, wanted to know more about him.

He Zhizhi watched Duan Yan's movie "Pain". It was supposed to be a young and beautiful first love, but the male protagonist was designed and used by the female protagonist. His heart was broken, leaving only silent pain.

A simple story is better than moving people with emotion. How can you know that the corners of your eyes are moist, if it is a girl with low tear point, I am afraid that she will already be crying by this time.

This is the first film that Duan Yan planned and shot when he was studying in the United States, and he used all new actors. Even so, the picture and soundtrack of this work are very conscientious, and the plot can also resonate with college students. There are so many gossip plots and routines in youth movies.

Therefore, "pain" became a shortlisted work of the International Chinese Student Film Festival, and finally won an award.At that time, Yan was less than 30 years old, and he showed extraordinary talent at a young age.

Everyone thought that Duan Yan would return to China to become a director, but instead of entering the entertainment circle, he became a teacher instead.

Now, Duan Yan's junior, Fu Chengyuan, has become one of the new domestic directors; many of his friends, classmates, and students Duan Yan taught have joined the circle, and some of them are even famous.

He Zhizhi went to see the musical "Moulin Rouge" again, this time it was the troupe's last performance in S City.

Didn't tell Duan Yan, how did you know that sitting alone in the middle of the front row, recalling what Duan Yan said that day, he said that he once thought he was a poet, but he was actually more like that duke...

He Zhizhi couldn't understand, but he felt the sadness in Duan Yan's heart at that moment.

The sound of the music gradually turned down, the lights dimmed, and at the end of the musical, amidst the applause, He Zhizhi glanced casually and found that the woman sitting next to him was crying.

She stared blankly at the front, unaware that there were two lines of tears on her cheeks.

He Zhizhi quickly took out a tissue and handed it to her: "Sister, are you okay?"

Seeing the tissue in front of her, the woman suddenly came to her senses. She took the tissue and wiped her face, then smiled awkwardly: "Thank you, I'm fine, I just remembered something from the past."

This 30-year-old woman is well-maintained. Even though her makeup is a bit messy now, she still looks about 24 or [-] years old, and she is beautiful and temperamental. Anyone who sees her will not hate her at first glance.

"If it's a sad past, it's time to turn the page. People should look forward positively." He Zhizhi smiled.

The woman nodded: "You're right, and I understand the truth. It's obvious that I've been separated from him for so many years, but sometimes I can't help but miss him."

"he is?"

"He's...my first love." The woman said, with nostalgia and reluctance gradually showing in her eyes, "When I first learned about "Moulin Rouge", he was the one who took me to watch it. Wept too."

He Zhizhi listened quietly, presumably this is also a regrettable love.

"Sister, have you found happiness now?"

Hearing this, the woman's expression froze for a moment, then she shook her head feebly: "I am a woman who does not deserve happiness."

He Zhizhi was stunned: "..."

"You must be a very happy child, thank you just now, goodbye."

The woman smiled and said goodbye to He Zhi. Before leaving, she felt strange: what happened to me today?How could you suddenly talk so much to a strange big boy?

Maybe it's because of seeing him hit it off, or maybe it's because she has too many things on her mind and she's too tired.

"Goodbye...bye." He Zhizhi wanted to say something else, but saw that the woman had already got up and left her seat, so she waved her hand and walked out of the theater.

The woman in front walked quickly, and said something to two or three men who looked like bodyguards at the corner, and then another young man wearing a mask came.

He Zhizhi squinted his eyes, and always felt that the profile of the young man was a bit familiar. He seemed to be...

"God...God! It's Brother Shao!"

A female voice suddenly sounded behind him, and He Zhizhi was caught off guard and bumped by the girl.

Immediately afterwards, two more young girls ran over excitedly: "Ah! That is really Shao Shao!"

"What should I do? I...I really want to go up and ask for an autograph!"

By the way, that young man wearing a mask is Qiu Yuanshao!

He Zhizhi remembered that there was a time when the TV series starring Qiu Yuanshao was on the air, he was searched almost every day, and he also attended various events. Many girls in the class were also obsessed with him, and there was another "husband" ".

"Ah! I'm sorry, I was too excited just now." The short-haired girl who bumped into He Zhizhi said at this moment.

"No...it's okay." He Zhizhi smiled.

"Why did you follow Shao Shao? Could it be that you are also his fan?" another long-haired girl guessed.

"Oh my god! It's incredible, we actually met a male fan today."

"No, no, you misunderstood." He Zhizhi quickly explained, "I'm not his fan, I just met him by chance today, and I met his sister by chance."

"Brother Shao has a woman by his side?!"

The eyes of the three girls widened in an instant, and they quickly stretched their heads to look forward. There was indeed a tall woman standing beside Qiu Yuanshao in front. The two were protected by burly bodyguards, and then got into a car. in the car.

"What! That's his manager's sister." The long-haired girl waved her hand.

"Yes, you must not talk nonsense. We Shao Shao have been very good since our debut, but we haven't had any scandals." The short-haired girl stared at He Zhizhi with a serious face.

He Zhizhi immediately nodded obediently.

"Oh, Brother Shao is gone, and I didn't ask for an autograph."

The three sisters felt very sorry, felt bored and left quickly. He Zhizhi also went home alone, but he kept thinking all the way, that sister was Qiu Yuanshao's manager, but he always felt that she...

***

After returning home, He Zhizhi checked the information on the Internet.

The current agent of the popular actor Qiu Yuanshao is Lin Jiaqing, who studied directing in college, and... was a classmate with Duan Yan.

What a coincidence!

He Zhizhi sighed with emotion, then closed his eyes, and fell powerlessly on the bed...

He Zhizhi has always understood that there is an insurmountable gap between him and Duan Yan.

Their age, amount of knowledge, emotional experience and life experience are all different. Duan Yan is so outstanding, but the ordinary He Zhizhi may not be able to catch up in his lifetime.

He Zhizhi, who was lying on the bed, became more and more upset when he thought about it, so he wanted to divert his attention. He clicked on his novel and wanted to check the message area for any new comments?

As a result, three comments appeared-

[233333; QAQ; _(:з)∠)_]

What the hell!He Zhizhi suddenly sat up in shock.

What happened to these three readers?It's clearly the same novel, the same chapter, the reactions are too different, but they have one thing in common, that is, they didn't say a word.

This is a new chapter posted by He Zhizhi yesterday, and now 24 hours have passed, let alone discussing the plot, there is not even a word!

He Zhizhi, the little transparent writer, felt an unprecedented exhaustion, and he fell down again.

What is it called?Frustrated in love, want to lose memory even more in the workplace!

Feeling uncomfortable, He Zhizhi wanted to cry, but then he thought: No, no, no!Where did he get his "love scene" from?There is a pure and beautiful teacher-student friendship between him and Teacher Duan!Nor is he writing fiction full-time, which is not his career at all.

He Zhizhi became irritable and couldn't help knocking his head with his hand.

"Brother Zhizhi!"

Just at this moment, six-year-old little Meng Nuo walked into He Zhizhi's room.

"Brother Zhizhi, what's the matter with you?" The little boy was frightened, he didn't look like the usual smiling He Zhizhi.

He Zhizhi said weakly, "Nuo Nuo, I have a headache, so painful that I want to lose my memory."

"Ah? Brother Zhizhi, do you want to take medicine?"

"He just keeps forgetting to take the medicine, and the medicine can't be stopped!" The next second, Song Benlan's voice came over.

He Zhizhi was obviously taken aback: "Mom?! Why are you here?"

At present, He Zhizhi and Meng Yu share the house here in the southern district. There are only the two adults in the family, plus a six-year-old little Meng Nuo. Song Benlan has always lived in his hometown in the west city.

"Brat, let me see if Xiao Yu and Nuonuo have been misled by you?" Song Benlan walked into the room with a sullen face, followed by Meng Yu.

He Zhizhi hurriedly stood up, straightened her waist, and laughed: "Mom, look, what a young man I am!"

"You are obviously bent into a mosquito coil."

He Zhizhi: "..."

Meng Yu on the side couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Although Song Benlan is a people's teacher, she has taught many students, and naturally she has come into contact with various problem children.She also understands the jokes that the students are talking about now, and the Internet buzzwords that often hang on her lips; plus Song Benlan has such a big brain, always loves to fill in the brains, and sometimes she can even turn herself into jokes hand.

"Aunt Lan, let's talk first."

After finishing speaking, Meng Yu took his son Meng Nuo's little hand and went out. Little Meng Nuo leaned closer to his father, his nose moved, and he said with a smile, "Dad, you smell like a big fish again today."

Meng Yu didn't quite understand, so she smiled lightly.

***

He Zhizhi's room.

Song Benlan looked at his son's room, and it was fairly clean overall, except that there were a lot of pink and cute little things, and the desk was also a little messy.

Glancing at her son's laptop, she asked, "Zhizhi, are you still writing novels?"

"Yeah, I'm going to write for the rest of my life!"

"..." Song Benlan originally thought that his son was only a 3-minute heat, but he was so persistent.

When He Zhizhi told her about this for the first time, saying that she dreamed of becoming a writer, she said directly: "Just think about it in your dreams and sit at home."

He Zhizhi... was hit hard by his "mother", but he didn't give up. Later, after realizing that he was bent, in order to follow his beloved writer god, he started writing novels in his spare time, and they were still about danmei .

Song Benlan had never been interested in watching it, and didn't ask too many questions.

She understands that her son is usually smiling, optimistic and cheerful, like a careless funny man, but he is thin-skinned, sensitive and shy in nature, and he will definitely hide what he writes, otherwise he will definitely look for it if his relatives and friends see it. Drill down a hole.

Song Benlan suddenly sighed: "Zhizhi, you are going to school now, you have to write novels every night when you go home, and you have to work in cram schools on weekends. You must be very tired, right?"

If someone else asked this question, He Zhizhi might have shook his head and laughed it off, but in front of his mother, He Zhizhi gave a weak "hmm".

"Oh, you're single-minded, useless, and you don't have three heads and six arms. I'm really worried about you..."

He Zhizhi interrupted Song Benlan: "Mom, I want to become an octopus."

Song Benlan:? ? ?

"In that case, my coding speed must be super fast, and I can update [-] a day, and then I will be a hardworking and lovable author!"

He Zhizhi's hand speed is slow, and he often gets stuck. He has never changed more than [-] times a day. If he can do it, he can save a lot of time to rest or do other things.

"Octopus? Don't even think about it." Song Benlan frowned, "You have no claws."

He Zhizhi: "..."

Your Majesty, you have won!

Song Benlan shook her head helplessly, her tone suddenly softened a lot, she went over and patted her son's head: "I know, you should stop going to the cram school, I'll tell my friends over there, you should go out and play more when you are free. Eat some."

He Zhizhi was moved for a while: "Mom, but didn't you think I was useless before, and you still wanted me to move bricks and deliver couriers?"

"I was angry! Alas, you are the only fool who will believe it, and now I feel bad." Song Benlan pinched his son's face lightly, feeling that the flesh was gone, "Zhizhi, I still want you to marry a wife Son, it turns out that you are going to get married."

When He Zhizhi heard this, he couldn't help hugging Song Benlan: "Mom, I'm sorry."

"You silly boy, how many times have I told you not to apologize, you didn't do anything wrong."

"Mom, maybe I can still marry a wife in the future."

Song Benlan: "Huh?"

"It's just a male daughter-in-law, hehe."

Song Benlan suddenly didn't want to talk to his son anymore.

That night, He Zhizhi dreamed that he married his wife.

He became the ancient bridegroom official, riding a horse, wearing a big red flower on his chest, and eight palanquins to marry the bride.After drinking and socializing in the evening, at the wedding night in the bridal chamber, He Zhizhi lifted off the red hijab of the bride and saw—Duan Yan.

Duan Yan still smiled shyly.

Fuck!He Zhizhi woke up with fright.

He hurriedly got up and took a sip of water to calm his shock. He usually writes YY in novels, but this time YY went to his teacher's head. He must have read too many ancient Tanmei novels recently, um, it must be like this.

After that, He Zhizhi felt that if he got close to Teacher Duan, it would be very dangerous, so he decisively uninstalled WeChat, and temporarily decided to study hard and write novels.

During this period of time, the school also had a lot of outing training classes, so He Zhizhi became busy and had no time to think about it.

***

Three weeks passed quickly, and it was the end of this month.On Monday morning, He Zhizhi, who stayed up late writing essays until the wee hours of the morning, was lying in the back row of the classroom to catch up on sleep.

There was no way, he was too sleepy after only sleeping for four hours, He Zhizhi slept there before the class bell rang, he didn't know when the class started, and he didn't even feel that the teacher had changed.

Duan Yan, who came to substitute for the class today, found He Zhizhi who was sleeping as soon as he entered the classroom, and walked towards him without saying a word.

The deskmate yelled in his heart that something was wrong, and hurriedly pushed He Zhizhi who was soundly asleep, but he groaned twice, but he didn't wake up, so he changed his position and continued to sleep.

The frowning teacher Duan had already walked to He Zhizhi's side, and was about to reach out to knock on his desk, but He Zhizhi grabbed his hand suddenly.

He Zhizhi held Duan Yan's hand, still talking in his sleep: "Little angel, don't go, roll around and ask for a message."

Teacher Duan: "..."

The author has something to say: Little angel, don't go, roll around and leave a message