"Brother, you kept saying how much you cared about me, but you didn't let me do this, and you didn't let me do that. You and Mom still think I'm young, disobedient, and everything is wrong. This time, I was really wrong. I'm sorry, brother."

Ling Qingyuan was eating the hospital's sick meal, and when she heard the little girl's profound self-examination, she almost spit out her watery, tasteless food.He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and said, "What's the matter, which tendon is unblocked?"

"Brother, these days I understand that you are really my own brother. You worry about me and hurt you. I should be your cow and horse for the rest of my life."

"I've watched too many dog-blooded dramas, and the words are smoother than the lines. Then I turned my head and forgot what I said I shouldn't do." Ling Qingyuan went out to the nurse the day before yesterday with porridge. Said the wound was open.Fortunately, it was nothing serious, and the gauze was changed after a few words of training.He can eat it from today. Although it is a meal for the elderly, it also symbolizes that he is gradually saying goodbye to relying on infusions to maintain his life.

"elder brother!"

"I don't need you to be my cow or horse. I just ask you to grow your head and memory, and think before doing things. I will be lucky enough to be grateful for three lifetimes."

Although Ling Qingyuan also felt that this younger sister was quite indebted sometimes, but maybe this kind of indebtedness was an epidemic that flooded the next generation, and he couldn't control it.For such a girl—sometimes she seems to live in a fairy tale world, with a glassy heart and no ability to handle things, and sometimes she is as smart as a monkey, and she can pretend—he doesn't have much ill feeling.

Cheng Lubai is a girl who lacks care and normal guidance and education.It is estimated that even if there are relatives by my side these years, they are often ignored, and there is less precepts and love and care. It is usually just some general "should" and "shouldn't".

Unlike Ling Qingyuan herself, Qin Yin probably spent more time with her son to make up for her husband's absence.Before Qin Yin left at the age of 16, not only her influence on her son had been engraved into his bone marrow - dance, acting, music and literature, even including things and personality.

In the year after her mother committed suicide, Ling Qing was heartbroken and lonely.But he is his mother's son, strong and persistent. At the age of 17, he resolutely chose film school, and then he made friends again, and his life gradually warmed up.

Ling Qingyuan licked the porridge clean, put the rice bowl aside, looked at Cheng Lubai and said slowly: "You said you were wrong, and I won't give you any narcotics and placebos, so I just made it clear here, I thought you were wrong. And it was wrong."

"Of course you can chase stars. But you have to pay attention to your energy and occasion. Also, you said you want to enter the entertainment circle, claiming that this ambition is unswerving, and it is a lifelong dream."

Cheng Lubai nodded seriously.

"But you don't know how much every artist who seems to be successful on the surface has paid. He started from the ground. For example, Xie Weize, who is well-known overseas and has successfully entered Hollywood, has been in tertiary films for more than ten years. Rolling around. And your most admired Tan Yue, he..."

"How is he?" Cheng Lubai was dissatisfied that his brother stopped at the important place, and opened his eyes wide, waiting to hear the next evaluation.

Ling Qingyuan knew that Tan Yue was a top student in the Acting Department of the Film Academy, two grades behind him.People say that he is a once-in-a-lifetime lucky person, he was born with good acting skills, and he has good opportunities.But if you tell Cheng Lubai bluntly that Tan Yue is lucky to have a big production right after graduation, it will lack educational significance.

Ling Qingyuan thought of a conversation that was passed on by others: "I heard that he had experienced all kinds of hard work and life in order to hone his acting skills. He started to learn to play tricks when he was in college, and sometimes he had to play several small roles in a day. From morning till night."

"So powerful!" Cheng Lubai showed admiration and yearning.

"Oh... amazing? You have only seen the flowers and halos of others, but have you seen that these things can't be realized overnight. Silly girl, what's the point of talking about these things over and over again. You have to use your brain to think about it. What exactly should I learn?" Ling Qing said with reproach.He pointed to the TV at his sister and said, "Go, turn on the TV and see what news there is."

Ling Qingyuan didn't want to see his name being hyped up by those media people. What made him go against his wishes was that the word "Ling Qingyuan" was always listed alongside the "Magnolia Award", which was a topic that entertainment anchors would always mention.

"All kinds of evidence point to Director Ling committing suicide. As for the motive, it is speculated that the Yulan Award for Best Director was leaked in advance. Director Ling committed suicide in despair after being nominated three times and losing three times. Mr. Shao Xinqi, what do you think? It has been confirmed that not only the selection process and secrecy of the Magnolia Award have been questioned, but the Director Award will also be dusted."

On the TV, the host and a guest are sitting on two single sofas, chatting like a talk show.Ling Qingyuan lingered on Shao Xinqi's face for a while, and asked casually, "Who is it..."

"Aren't the subtitles written by film critics or industry insiders?" Cheng Lubai replied.

Ling Qingyuan shook his head, he was not referring to this.He had the impression that he had seen this Shao Xinqi before, at least he had been introduced to another identity of him.It should not be so purely an independent film critic, as if he has a great background.

It's also because he didn't pay much attention to the links other than the movie. He turned his head and forgot the things he wasn't interested in, and hated the use of some unbearable methods to humiliate the movie, so he didn't see the corners of the circle. .

I only heard Shao Xinqi reply on the TV: "The Magnolia Award is the most important and authoritative award in the Chinese film industry. There is no doubt about the strict confidentiality of the process. Leaving this aside, Xiao Luan, do you know that Director Ling is best at the subject matter? What?"

The female anchor surnamed Luan Jiaohanhan smiled: "I know, historical or realistic films with realistic themes. Compared with director Tang or Director Zhang's big handwriting, this can be regarded as a niche genre film that goes against the trend."

"Yes. People who don't have the courage to put all their eggs in one basket don't dare to touch this kind of subject, for fear that they won't be able to recoup the cost." Shao Xinqi sighed: "I heard that Director Ling went around for alms when he was preparing for "Return of the Soul". I also heard that , Next, he originally planned to shoot a children's film called "Xiao Duoduo", but he is still struggling with funds."

""Xiao Duoduo"? The name sounds really childlike. If there is any other inside information, Mr. Shao, please give us more information."

"It's not a breaking news. I'm an old news that was not kept secret by the industry." Shao Xinqi grinned and narrowed his eyes into two lines. "Someone compares Director Ling to the Van Gogh of the film industry, and I couldn't agree more."

"But just say how similar the two are in terms of emotional trajectories. People who pursue art are often deep and lonely, and their feelings are often hot and restrained."

"Mr. Shao, what you said is a bit contradictory. How can a person be hot and reserved at the same time." The hostess Xiao Luan is obviously an excellent fan, and she can always scratch Shao Xinqi's vitals.

"Isn't it? Xiao Luan, do you know the story of Van Gogh and Gauguin?" Shao Xinqi shook his head again.The hostess was very cooperative in questioning all the way, and Shao Xinqi actually made Shao Xinqi describe the two painters who had overlapping trajectories in the history of art as a pair of good friends who love each other and kill each other.

"Brother, does this person surnamed Shao mean that Ling Qingyuan is gay?" Cheng Lubai pointed at the TV and asked abruptly.The TV is now deeply analyzing the possibility of director Ling committing suicide due to emotional frustration, and the loss of awards and loss of filming funds are listed as the three major motives.

"If you believe everything, don't even think about entering the entertainment industry." Ling Qingyuan sat on the bed, peeling apples wholeheartedly, like a sculptor.Although he can't eat too hard food now, he is still idle when he is idle, so it is better to practice knife skills and hand strength.

"Aren't you his invisible fan?" Cheng Lubai stopped him.She still doesn't like to hear people tell her not to dream, even if her brother just goes around and blames her for being credulous.

Ling Qingyuan cut a piece of apple, poked it with a knife and stuffed it into her mouth, expressionless: "Those so-called revelations and inside stories, and those who put the word 'industry' on their faces are all lying to you people who are involved in the world. Not too deep for a little doll."

Cheng Lubai chewed the apple indignantly, while thinking about what words to refute him next.She inadvertently saw Ling Qingyuan's hand cutting the apple, dividing the ball neatly with one knife at a time, and then looked at the apple peel just now, connecting it into a line.His movements are very focused, as if he is isolated from other things around him, so quiet.But this is different from a static sketch, Cheng Lubai feels that there are some indescribable and ungraspable things pervading between the two of them.

"Brother, why didn't I realize that you're actually quite handsome before." Cheng Lubai wolfed down the apple chunks and said without thinking.

Ling Qingyuan raised his eyes and looked at her with a half-smile: "Why, turn a corner and praise yourself?"

"I will praise, I will praise. I will praise our family's natural star face."

"Stupid girl." Ling Qingyuan scolded, obviously unwilling to follow Cheng Lubai's lack of heart and continue the meaningless conversation.He stuffed the remaining half of the apple into Cheng Lubai's mouth and said, "Next time you go home, bring me two balls." Looking at his sister's unreasonable eyes, he explained, "It's best to use tennis balls."

"What are you doing?" Cheng Lubai asked angrily while pinching the apple.

"Practice your hands." Ling Qingyuan said nonchalantly: "Who told me to feed the apples I peeled to pigs. I have a pair of hands, and I have a sister who wants to be a princess. A brother who doesn't work hard to get rich won't have anything to eat."

Ling Qingyuan seems to have fallen in love with Cheng Hebai's life, arguing with his younger sister and having time to comfort his mother.Simple, ordinary.If the words "Ling Qingyuan" leave the world with endless hot spots and jokes for people to criticize, those works that cost him hard work will be ignored instead, and as a director, he will lose the meaning of existence.He would even rather disappear with his soul, and simply end up in peace.

Cheng Lubai took his brother's order very seriously, and went to the supermarket during his lunch break, and bought two tennis balls with the lunch money.When handing the ball over, the older brother thanked her sincerely, and then played the game of turning the ball like an old man.Different from the old people, Ling Qingyuan held a tennis ball in each hand, shuttled back and forth between his fingers.

In the following period of time, no matter how Ling Qingyuan was mentioned on TV or online, including Cheng Lubai, he pretended not to hear it.Even if he knows that his name has caused an unprecedented frenzy of clicks on search engines and portals, he will only be regarded as an ostrich.

Cheng Lubai mentioned it twice, first saying that it is generally accepted that the director died of suicide.Then he said that the vast number of curious netizens strived for the top, and human fleshed out who is Ling Qingyuan's "Gauguin".In the end, she was blocked by her brother's frozen eyes.It's a pity that this girl was full of curiosity and silently joined the actions of the majority of netizens to search for "Gauguin", but she never mentioned a word related to this director with her brother.

Another big event is the arrival of the Magnolia Awards Gala.The domestically produced films that have been approved to be staged in the three places in the past year, as well as the three generations of actors and actresses, old, middle-aged and young, are all eagerly looking forward to the announcement of the red envelope.

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