"Leslie Cheung Colleagues" Heart of a Child

The night is coming, and Hong Kong's nightlife has just begun.In a bar called "Dark Night", the lights are dazzling and demons dance wildly on the stage.In front of the bar, a thin man with a handsome face and elegant demeanor was drinking, with a sad face.Shi Zai thought that he could hardly afford to pay the rent.His face was a little dazed, he didn't know if it was right or wrong for him to enter the entertainment circle?But you must persevere.

Waking up in the rented room the next day, Shi Zai hurried to the company. When he passed the post office, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't replied to Qingsong, so he should return after work.Ten Zai reminded himself secretly in his heart.When he arrived at the company, Li Xiaotian was on his way.Li Xiaotian and Shi Zai are both teachers and friends.

"Ten boy, it's okay, if you keep at it, believe me, you will be popular." Li Xiaotian patted Shi boy on the shoulder and encouraged him.

"Uncle Li, I know. I'll go find Sister Fen first." Sister Fen is Shi Zai's manager.

"Go!"

After returning from the company, Shi Zai was full of bitterness and wanted to tell Qing Song.

"Songsong, hello, I'm Shi Zai. I'm a bit busy these days, so I don't have time to reply to you in time. Don't be angry. You asked me how I am doing last time. To be honest, it's not very good. The previous albums are not as big as they are now. Sell, even at a low price. Uncle Li said he asked me to go to the film and television industry to try, at least there is another way out..." After Shi Zai finished writing, there was a relaxed smile on his face.I don't know if Songsong was overjoyed when he saw the letter he replied, um, he definitely would, after all, he is a good pen pal, and he often enlightens Songsong.It would be great if Songsong came to Hong Kong, and he would definitely take Songsong to play all over Hong Kong.Eating morning tea, food stalls... Songsong is a little greedy cat.

In a villa in Beijing, the doorbell rang "ding dong, ding dong". Chen Zijin hurried out of the flower garden, thinking that it must be Ah Rong who replied to the letter. After tidying up his clothes and making sure there was nothing wrong, he came to the gate. "Hello, are you Miss Qingsong?"

"Yes, has my courier arrived?"

"Yes, please sign here."

Sure enough, after "Okay" signed, "Thank you"

Chen Zijin took the package from the courier, and couldn't wait to go back to the room to open it. After carefully reading Arong's reply, Chen Zijin laid out the paper and replied to Arong in front of the desk.

"Arong, I have received it..."

The spring semester started, and Chen Zijin was already a third-year student. The courses in the third year of high school were heavy, and Chen Zijin's body was a little too much. Chen's parents and mothers did not force her, as long as her daughter was safe and sound.Chen Zijin was preparing to take the Beijing Film Academy's major of fine arts, and he didn't need much culture. The main reason was that Chen Zijin studied painting in his previous life.Chen's father and Chen's mother agreed with both hands. Painting is so good, and it can cultivate temperament. Good girls don't have to burden so much, you must agree.

This year, after Chen Zijin applied for the exam, she went to Beijing Film Academy for an interview. Before the interview, Chen Zijin was a little nervous, and Chen's father and mother accompanied her. Fortunately, she passed, and now only the college entrance examination is left.During the days of the exam, the weather was sweltering, and the cicadas were unable to sing, telling about its short life.After Chen Zijin finished the exam, he often went outdoors to collect folk songs. Although Chen's father and mother were a little worried, they couldn't help Chen Zijin, and nothing happened when they went out a few times, so they let her go.Before the exam, Chen Zijin passed the letter with Ah Rong, but later, when time was tight, Chen Zijin didn't pay much attention.Chen Zijin was very happy to receive Arong's reply. After all, sometimes he and she have some things that are difficult to tell their parents, and Arong is a stranger, and his thoughts are in tune with his own.Chen Zijin has been communicating with his pen pal Ah Rong for two years, and sometimes he is curious about what he looks like, but he will always meet by chance.