Sound waves

There was news from Wen Hao within a few days.

It was said that Ouyang Qing lived on Dingfuzhuang East Street, and gave Shu Mingxuan his address.

Shu Mingxuan didn't speak for a long time on the phone.

"Brother Xuan, Brother Xuan?"

"Ok?"

"The signal seems to be bad?"

"Continue talking." Shu Mingxuan regained consciousness.

"It seems that Ouyang Qing suffered from a disease a few years ago. He had surgery on his throat and was unable to speak for a long time. I said why his voice is a little hoarse." Wen Hao muttered.

"What disease?" Shu Mingxuan asked.

"It's not easy to ask in detail." Wen Hao said, "It seems to be quite serious."

"Okay, I get it."

Shu Mingxuan hung up the phone after speaking, regardless of where Wen Hao called him.

Shu Mingxuan could drive to the address Wen Hao reported with his eyes closed.Ouyang Qing has lived there for more than ten years, and lived there when she first came to Beijing...

There are all old family homes from the 70s and [-]s, usually six-story buildings, and the environment is poor.

Shu Mingxuan thought that he should have moved to another place long ago, but he didn't expect to still live there.

In the afternoon, he discussed a project with someone in Wangjing, and he drove to Dingfuzhuang.

The building was so narrow that I almost couldn't find a place to park, and accidentally scratched the wall.

It was dark when he stood downstairs.He was carrying a bag of Ganoderma lucidum spore powder in his hand, and when he just got out of the car, he suddenly realized that it would be inappropriate to come to meet people without bringing anything, and it turned over in the rear compartment——I don’t know who bought it for him.

The dim street lights illuminated the community, making it look more dilapidated than before.

The dilapidated flower beds on the side of the road, the small advertisements pasted at the entrance of the building, the number of steps to the fifth floor... He thought he had forgotten, but when he really stood outside the door of 502 on the fifth floor, everything seemed familiar to him. Been here not too long ago.

The world is changing so fast, and nothing has changed in this poor place.

Shu Mingxuan knocked on the door.

After a while, the door of 502 opened. Through the anti-theft door, Ouyang Qing and him looked at each other.

"teacher……"

Ouyang Qing directly closed the door.

boom!

Shu Mingxuan:? ? ?

All those fart sadness just now disappeared.

He rang the doorbell frantically.

It probably took about ten minutes to press the button. Ouyang Qing couldn't take it anymore. As soon as the door opened, Shu Mingxuan said through the anti-theft door: "It's not Ouyang Qing, what are you doing! When did I offend you! Seeing me is like seeing the god of plague. "

Ouyang Qing was about to close the door again, and Shu Mingxuan was in a hurry: "You close the door and try, if you won't let me in today, I'll find someone to pick your lock!"

This threat seemed to have some effect, this time Ouyang Qing paused, then opened the anti-theft door, turned around and entered the living room without speaking to Shu Mingxuan.

Shu Mingxuan took a deep breath outside the door, rolled his eyes several times, and controlled his expression to the right position before stepping in.

Ouyang Qing's house is an old-fashioned two-bedroom and one living room. The living room has a balcony, which is also sealed off.

The decoration of the room is a bit old, but it is clean and tidy to be honest.

The living room has a small sofa on one side and a dining table on the other.

The second bedroom inside was converted into a study.

In the past, when Ouyang Qing was fine, she could nest in it for an afternoon by herself.

Nothing here has changed much, but the passage of time has made the furnishings a bit older. On the other hand... it also shows that Ouyang Qing's economy has not been well-off in recent years.

"What are you here for?" After he sat down on the sofa, Ouyang Qing stood in the living room and asked him.

"I heard that you are not in good health. I will bring you some skin care products."

Ouyang Qing glanced at the several large boxes of Ganoderma lucidum spores that Shu Mingxuan threw on the table by the door.

"I'm not old enough to ask for skin care products."

"Just to see you."

"After reading it, can we go?"

"...You..." Shu Mingxuan felt that his expression was about to collapse again, so he coughed quickly and softened his tone, "Can you drink some water before walking?"

Ouyang Qing stared at him expressionlessly.

Shu Mingxuan lowered his face and begged again: "Teacher."

This time the pleading was probably valid, Shu Mingxuan finally drank a cup of hot tea.

"Tell me, what's the matter." Ouyang Qing sat opposite him and asked.

This time they even peeled a walnut for him.

Hot tea scalds the mouth, and walnuts are served.

The feeling of treatment suddenly rose.

Shu Mingxuan was so moved that he wanted to cry—is he really a cheap person, yet he still feels quite happy? ? ?

"You...you didn't have a good voice before?"

It took a while for Ouyang Qing to speak: "Well, in fact, it has been several years since the closure of the vocal cords was incomplete. Later, she underwent surgery and has been undergoing reexamination. It has only recently stabilized."

He knew Ouyang Qing's love for the dubbing career... The impact of this incident on him was absolutely devastating.

"When did it happen? Why don't I know."

"More than five years." Ouyang Qing said.

Shu Mingxuan felt empty for a while, they broke up five years ago.

"You should have told me."

"We had already separated at that time. It has nothing to do with you." Ouyang Qing said, "What are you doing here today?"

The question is where is he going.

Hearing Wen Hao say that Ouyang Qing had surgery on her throat, she came here without thinking about anything, but now being asked by Ouyang Qing, her mind went blank.

Shu Mingxuan coughed: "Well, that... Actually, my company has all kinds of business. In recent years, paid knowledge lectures are very popular. I, I have system courses here, and I want to do some dubbing The series of training courses require a master teacher to give lectures—"

"Not interested in."

Shu Mingxuan looked at him helplessly: "Can you wait until I finish talking?"

"You said."

"A set of lessons is priced at 99, and I will give you 50% of the course fees. I will write all the words for you, and you will come to the shed to read for half a day, and I will come back to yell." Shu Mingxuan became more and more eloquent. , and soon entered the businessman stage, "This stuff can be sold countless times once you talk about it. With your name, you will be fooled and guaranteed to buy a lot of young people. You just wait for the proceeds to be credited."

"Not interested in."

"..." Shu Mingxuan took a deep breath, "Why. I'm here to help you."

"Huh." Ouyang Qing laughed, "I don't know what kind of routine you are doing. The recorded courses are sold on the platform, and the fools can earn high income after they finish their studies. You don't know the status quo of the dubbing industry. How many people are there? Can you make so much money?"

"We're not like that liar company!"

"You are misidentifying your son."

Shu Mingxuan was almost pissed off by him, and he kindly thought of a way to make money for him, but he didn't appreciate it.

He covered his heart and calmed down for a long time before he said: "All right. Teacher, you pursue elegance in art and have lofty aspirations. I can't climb high, okay? I'm leaving."

After going out, Ouyang Qing called him: "Wait a minute."

Shu Mingxuan immediately felt relieved.

Look, I still miss him after not seeing him for a few years.

I just turned around and haven't spoken yet.

Nati Ganoderma lucidum spore powder was thrown over his head and face, and he quickly caught it.

"It's not dead yet, don't give me this stuff."

Then there was a bang.

The door closes.

Shu Mingxuan: ...

Yes, he should.

Today, I came to Ouyang Qing's house to humiliate myself without reading the almanac.

This is what he called the blind man in the yard—hitting a wall everywhere.