Agreement lovers [entertainment]

Qin Jiangyin's memory is not good, but he remembered Lin Dian's voice, which he had heard twice.

Once, two years ago, the owner of the voice wore a mask and could not see his face because of the performance, but the voice and the repertoire he played left a deep impression on people.

Another time... 19 years ago.

Qin Jiangyin was nine years old that year.

At that time, mental illness had not been fully popularized, and it was difficult to find a professional institution that would never leak.

His parents traveled many places before they found a mental health center said to be run by foreign Chinese.

They want to send him in.

That was the first time nine-year-old Qin Jiangyin felt scared.

Looking at the high wall and power grid, and at the pure white building, he was like a shadow that was illuminated so that there was nowhere to escape, and he slipped away without hesitation.

He sat on an unknown bridge, dangling his legs and looking at the flowing river below, seriously thinking if he jumped from here and waited for the body to be found, would the shiny skin of the Qin family be wiped out? Tear it open so that everyone can see the corruption inside.

But he also felt that it was a pity that he couldn't see it.

Then, nine-year-old Qin Jiang passed by a child carrying a schoolbag behind him.

He glanced at the other party without paying much attention, but after a while, the child dangled back from the other side.

After swaying four times, he stopped beside Qin Jiangyin.

Qin Jiangyin leaned on the guardrail and leaned back slightly: "Are you looking for me?"

The little boy is quite delicate and beautiful, but he looks like a mixed race, his facial features are deeper than ordinary people, and his eyes are a little green.

He pursed his lips tightly, and was stunned when he heard Qin Jiangyin's words, and he paused for a long time before speaking: "Do you know... how to get to the campsite?"

Qin Jiang was stunned for a moment.

The little brother's voice is quite nice, he doesn't look short, but his articulation is still a little unclear, and he even has a milky voice.

"I do not know."

The little boy didn't speak anymore, and just stood there clutching his schoolbag, his thin lips were slightly reddened by him.

Qin Jiangyin didn't look at him again, and continued to look down at the river, thinking about his revenge plan.

One of them sat on the guardrail of the bridge, and the other stood not far away. They were quiet for a long time. Qin Jiangyin actually didn't intend to talk to the little brother at all, but he didn't expect the little boy to speak again.

"Do you think it sounds good too?"

Qin Jiang didn't understand: "What?"

As if mustering up his courage, the little boy walked up to him and put his hands on the guardrail: "Voice."

I don't know if it's because he is too young or what, but the little boy's speech is always a bit stuttering: "That's right, the sound of the river."

Qin Jiangyin really didn't understand this time.

The sound of the river?

Isn't it the sound of water?

But the little boy said: "The wind, the leaves... they all sound very nice."

His eyes are clear and beautiful: "I came here to capture these sounds."

Qin Jiangyin: "?"

Does he know what he's talking about?

Qin Jiangyin, who was only nine years old and had no experience in art, was confused for the first time.

The little boy looked at the river and asked himself, "Do you like it too?"

Qin Jiangyin ruthlessly shattered the little boy's hope: "I don't like it."

Qin Jiangyin also doesn't like children of this age group, because his cousin is crying at home every day, and always accuses him of bullying him.

It's not only as boring as those in the Qin family, but it's also a bit annoying to be noisy.

He reckoned that the little boy would cry because of his words, anyway, his cousin would cry all the time, but the little boy didn't even feel disappointed at all, he just oh, and asked him dryly: "Then what do you like? "

Qin Jiang glanced at him faintly: "I don't like anything."

The little boy said again: "Are you tired of studying too?"

Qin Jiangyin: "?"

The little boy muttered: "When I'm tired of playing the erhu, I feel that I don't like anything and don't want to learn anything."

He spread out his hand to show Qin Jiangyin: "It hurts."

Qin Jiang glanced down, the little boy's hands were very white and thin, and his fingertips were covered with blisters.

Playing erhu at this age?

Qin Jiangyin: "You don't have to learn."

The little boy pursed his lips: "But the voice of the erhu is also very nice."

It's not the first time he said the word "good to hear".

Qin Jiangyin thought that people in the Qin family said that he was a freak or an outlier, and he thought it was a bit interesting.

Although the situation is different...But the little brother who said the sound of water is in the Qin family, isn't he the same existence as him?

Qin Jiangyin suddenly got a little interesting: "You can say all the voices are pleasant, is there anything that is not pleasant?"

"...I haven't heard it yet." The little boy quietly raised his eyes to look at Qin Jiangyin, as if mustering courage: "Your voice...is the best."

Because it sounds good, that's why he worked hard to find a topic and wanted to hear more from Qin Jiangyin, so he stood here.

This was the first time Qin Jiangyin was blocked for words after he learned to speak.

He looked at the little boy who was also expressionless, suspecting that this man was sent by the Qin family to mess with him, just to see him make a fool of himself.

Seeing that he stopped talking, the little boy lowered his eyes to look at the river again, and said nothing.

He was a little tangled, did he say the wrong thing again?

A strange silence fell between the two again, and it was Qin Jiangyin who finally broke the deadlock: "Why are you still standing here?"

The little boy's voice sounded a bit dejected: "I'm lost."

Qin Jiang stared at him for a long time, finally clicked his tongue, turned over and jumped off the guardrail, and landed firmly on the bridge: "Where are you going, I will take a taxi for you."

He glanced at the first grade sticker on the back of the little boy's schoolbag again: "Kids, go home early after school and don't wander around. Isn't everyone as kind as my brother to know?"

If someone else dared to hang around him for so long, he would have kicked him down.

Anyway, if his cousin was here, he would definitely kick it down.

The little boy said obediently, and said that he should go home.

Qin Jiangyin stood on the bridge and was about to help him stop the car, and saw the little boy hesitantly took out a small opaque bottle from his pocket and handed it to him: "...I'm sorry, and thank you."

Qin Jiangyin didn't answer, he didn't know what the little boy meant by "I'm sorry".

The little boy said awkwardly: "It's true that you have a nice voice. I can't speak, and they all said that I don't speak well."

Qin Jiangyin: "?"

Is this called speaking badly?

When I came up, I praised his voice as the best. It sounds better than water, wind, and leaves, and it sounds better than his erhu. Does this mean you can’t speak?

"No."

Qin Jiangyin looked at this baby-fat face: "What is this?"

Little boy: "It's a flower, I want to bring it to my brother."

Qin Jiangyin glanced lightly: "Then you can give it to him, I don't need it. If you give it to me, I will just lose it."

The little boy said seriously: "But my brother doesn't need it either. My brother is only two years old. If I give it to him, he will lose it. But if I give it to you, you at least know that it is a flower, and maybe you will remember that someone gave you flowers, but he doesn't want to give you flowers." will know."

Makes sense.

Qin Jiangyin was choked again.

He looked down for a long time, and finally reached out to stop the car, took the small bottle and stuffed it into his pocket: "Okay, get in the car."

The little boy obediently got into the back seat of the taxi and reported his home address.

When the driver saw that the little boy got into the car alone, he couldn't help but look at the little boy more.

Sensing the line of sight, Qin Jiang leaned on the fully opened co-pilot's window: "I remember your license plate number, uncle."

He smiled softly: "My brother is going to find his parents, and I will send them a message, so don't be distracted, uncle."

He said while shaking his phone.

driver:"……"

After Qin Jiang watched the taxi leave, he took out the bottle from his pocket.

He wanted to throw it away, but the black with a touch of green on the bottle reminded him of the little boy's eyes.

So Qin Jiangyin watched it for a while, and finally opened the bottle.

He was still trying to figure out what it was a small wild chrysanthemum on the side of the road or a flower that he couldn't name at all, but he didn't expect that it was a blue hyacinth that was well preserved inside.

Qin Jiangyin wanted to throw the bottle and flowers into the river for a moment, but he still put the lid on and put it in his pocket.

Because this day was the first time that nine-year-old Qin Jiangyin was praised by others after he was born.

...It was also the first time someone gave him a gift.

If Qin Jiangyin's response to Fang Rou's "confession" to Lin Dian was the boulder that stirred up waves, then Lin Dian's sentence was the torpedo that directly blew up the pond.

Both CP fans and Du Wei went crazy on this day.

The former is to celebrate the New Year more than two months ahead of schedule on the spot, while the latter is to celebrate the Ching Ming Festival.

[I didn't know what cp fan kowtowing was before, it's normal between friends, I want to kowtow now too! ! ! 】

[The master came out of the closet directly, isn't that a shame? 】

[This doesn't count as coming out of the closet, ld's college classmates also said that ld is a fan of Teacher Qin]

[Teacher Qin's girlfriend fans, don't deceive yourself, this is not considered coming out? 】

[Hahahahaha, it’s not counting, you continue to say it’s not counting, continue to scold Lin Dian, and when Mr. Qin comes off the stage, he will directly point to Aitlin and say that this is my partner, you still say it’s not counting, Mr. Qin’s account was hacked, yes 】

[What are cp fans here yygq? You guys have the ability to make Mr. Qin direct Aite. Don't forget who Mr. Qin's parents are. How could the Qin family let their heir be with a man? 】

There are even Qin Jiangyin's black fans here to stir up the muddy water, saying that Qin Jiangyin's talents are exhausted, and his acting skills have regressed and no one asks him to make movies, so he simply imitates others and blogs about traffic.

And as soon as this black fan came out, he directly made cp fans and girlfriend fans unite the front, and deleted the account to apologize.

Lin Dian didn't think there was anything wrong with the Weibo he reposted. After all, the agreement stated that he should be restrained only in front of the camera, and Weibo was not considered in front of the camera.

And Lin Dian didn't pay attention to the follow-up on Weibo at all.

Because Lin Dian directly clicked on the story short film of "Lucky Game".

Although it is a short film of less than half an hour, it is also starring Qin Jiangyin.

His food for thought is back!

Only at this time, Lin Dian is like a star chaser.

The author has something to say:

When I was a child, Teacher Qin was like a small explosive barrel hhhhh

Hey, the part that everyone is most looking forward to is here. I discussed with the editor that I will enter v this Friday. When the time comes, there will be a [-]D update. There will also be a lottery. You see, if you want to bet on Europe, you can just draw one or draw more people [doge]

感谢在2021-11-1510:33:29~2021-11-1609:50:25期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 cute in winter;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 cute in winter;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Junzhe is always in love, and there is one cute in winter;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 8 bottles of cute winter; 5 bottles of Junzhe’s eternal love; 2 bottles of Yuanzhu; 1 bottle of fried chicken without beer;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!