Five years later, Xia.
The alarm bell rang five times, and was pressed one after another by the people lying on the narrow lower bunk.
After eight o'clock, the phone automatically exited the do not disturb mode, and the ringtone rang almost immediately. The person on the bed was sleepy, and he thought it was an alarm clock. He touched the bottom of the screen with his finger and pressed it, and the call was connected.
"Aren't you up yet?" The woman at the other end tentatively asked, but she didn't hear a response within five seconds, and immediately shouted, "Yeqin, get up for me! If I arrive at the dormitory at 8:20 to watch I'll throw you down from the twentieth floor until you're conscious and well-groomed!"
Five minutes later, Yeqin, with short disheveled hair, was standing in front of the sink, brushing his teeth, squinting his eyes and flicking his hair, and said vaguely to the sleepy people in the mirror, "Good morning."
This is a habit he has retained over the years. Even though the dream world is ever-changing and colorful, what we have to face after waking up is still the same reality as yesterday. I say this to wake myself up and force myself to withdraw from the illusory world. Status put to work.
Even if he doesn't like the job at all.
Fifteen minutes later, the door of the dormitory was knocked on time. Zheng Yueyue stepped on her high-heeled shoes and walked in. Seeing that Ye Qin, who was frying eggs in the kitchen, was barely neatly dressed, she restrained her momentum, glanced at the time, and said: "Let's go, let's go, don't worry about this egg, my sister will buy you a hand pancake on the way, add sausage, tenderloin and two eggs."
Yeqin accepted the proposal, and then he fried the eggs, knocked on the door of the room, put the plate on the table by the door, and said to the human being who was still sleeping in the next bed: "I will reward you with an egg, and I will ask you when I come back." The egg yolk is quite ripe, don't even think about throwing it away secretly."
The person curled up in the blanket on the bed stretched out his hand to say "OK", and said in a low voice, "Okay Brother Qin."
On the way, Ye Qin ate the finger cakes with rich ingredients, and Zheng Yueyue babbled: "Although I bought you breakfast this time, please remember to try not to eat these greasy ones. You are twenty-three years old, don't think you are old Can you compare your body with a young man like Song? Did you forget that you lost your endorsement because of acne? And get up early if you have work in the future, don’t always get stuck waiting for me to call you, you are tied to the bed It’s decided or what’s going on…”
Hearing this as quietly as a chicken, Ye Qin was not happy: "I didn't finish work until two o'clock in the morning yesterday. I told you that I wouldn't wake up if I didn't get enough sleep. I asked you to buy me a pack of chocolates and put it next to my bed... Forget it." Halfway through, he changed the subject by himself, "Again, what kind of endorsement is that last time, acne cream? Seven days to permanently eliminate acne? It's fake at first glance, isn't this clearly deceiving fans?"
"How many fans do you have? I don't know how many fans you have. If it weren't for the price being negotiable, which company would come to you?" Zheng Yueyue was furious at Ye Qin's "high thinking and high awareness", "Fake So what? It doesn’t hinder you from earning money, isn’t the debt paid off? Do you still want to go back to school?”
These words were too direct and sharp, Ye Qin was stunned for a moment, he couldn't taste the cake, and after a while he lowered his eyes and said: "Money needs to be earned, but at least... you can't violate your conscience."
Today's job is to shoot and interview the inside pages of a certain magazine.
When they got there, Zheng Yueyue personally put on Ye Qin's makeup. Seeing the dark circles under his eyes and the faint hollows on his cheeks that couldn't be covered by several layers of concealer, she couldn't bear it, so she went around behind her to help him with his hair and said, "What you said just now was a bit serious. , don’t take it to heart. Go home from work today and get a good night’s sleep, and buy whatever you want to eat, you are different from them, no matter how much you eat, you won’t gain weight.”
After closing his eyes and resting his mind, Ye Qin opened his eyes when he heard the words, and grinned with the first smile of the day: "Good sister Yueyue."
It was agreed to start shooting at 10 o'clock, because the interview with the previous guest was delayed for some time, and when it officially started, it was already past twelve o'clock at noon.
It was time for dinner, and the staff present were listless, and their attitudes were naturally not very good. Yeqin originally had three outfits, but he hurriedly finished shooting one.
Nowadays, with the rapid development of the Internet, the paper media is in a predicament. These remaining entertainment magazines and newspapers can only rely on the ability of fans to carry goods to maintain their livelihoods. There are fewer serious interviews and film reviews. It seems to be a new way out to use celebrities' photos and photos to fight sales. . With Yeqin's current celebrity position, he can estimate how many copies his fans can bring with him after the magazine is published. If there is not enough commercial value, he will not be respected.
Even so, Zheng Yueyue was still very dissatisfied and said that she would argue with the editor-in-chief. Ye Qin had no objection at all, he wore a formal suit to take pictures on the outdoor lawn on a hot day, and no one could bear it. He heard that the popular one just now changed seven or eight sets, so he optimistically thought that the 18th line would be good, The money came a bit late, at least he didn't have to suffer that crime.
When it came to the interview session, the reporter was even more lazy. Halfway through the questioning with the script, he found that the recorder was not turned on, and went to eat in a hurry. I roughly picked a few random questions from the previous questions, and yawned in the middle, which made Yeqin feel drowsy. The official answers I had memorized until dawn were muddled in my head, and it took a lot of effort to stabilize my mind. Don't let yourself talk nonsense.
"There are rumors on the Internet that you are a rich second generation. What is the reason for you to enter the circle?"
"It's been almost five years, and there are still such rumors?" Ye Qin spread his hands and said, "If I were a rich second generation, why don't I drink and play cards at home to brag, and go here to bask in the sun and eat lunch?"
The reporter was amused by him, and continued to ask: "I heard that you have a good relationship with He Hansong from the same group. He didn't bring other members of the group with him this time on "The First Challenge of Love". What do you think about this?"
This question was not in the script given yesterday. Zheng Yueyue, who was listening, stood up vigorously. Ye Qin signaled her not to act rashly, raising his eyebrows as if to tell her: I can solve it.
Why has he been in the circle for more than four years, there are several mines buried under this problem, Ye Qin can certainly see it. Magazines need selling points, and selling points are equivalent to commercial value. If a little star like him doesn't contribute some gimmicks, what does the magazine ask him to do? Do you want afternoon tea
In fact, Ye Qin also encountered similar routines when he first entered the circle four years ago.
At that time, he was under 18 years old, and the continuous days of training and the heavy pressure made his spirit sluggish. At a press conference for the debut of the group, he was drowsy due to the heating in the room. A reporter held a microphone Ask him: "I heard that He Hansong did not participate in the group schedule today because he went to record a variety show of Capital TV Station. Do you have anything to say to him?"
Ye Qin tried his best to reduce the sense of presence but was caught, and he had a bad impression of He Hansong, so he replied in a bad mood: "There is nothing to say. Where does he go is none of my business?"
As soon as he stepped off stage, Zheng Yueyue dragged him into the lounge and scolded him: "If you don't have any connections or backstage in this circle, you can only rely on yourself. He Hansong has his own traffic, and you all have to rely on his resources. Hurry up." Take your young master's temper, don't be confused anymore."
Fortunately, Ye Qin was set up by the company as a frank and straightforward person, so speaking according to his personality barely made sense. However, before He Hansong joined the group, he had already accumulated a lot of popularity because of the two advertisements. At that time, Ye Qin was accused by his fans of being jealous of He Hansong's red. He scolded him on the hot searches, and for a while he didn't even dare to come out.
It was around that time that Yeqin became taciturn, completely ignoring and not responding to things other than work, as if he had closed himself off. This state has been maintained until the first two years, when the members of the group began to fly solo, and the group activities gradually decreased. Only then did he get rid of the shackles and open his heart in front of the public again.
Zheng Yueyue also began to take over him again last year. The company's senior management believes that he still has potential and can give him another opportunity to explore. In fact, everyone knows that if it is not because of his good looks, his face will not only not collapse but also become more delicate and beautiful in these years, and there is nothing wrong with his body. Ye Qin was kicked out of the group long before he was hacked by He Hansong's fans .
At this moment, in the eyes of others, Ye Qin restrained the frivolous arrogance when he first entered the circle, and became polite and thoughtful. Only the agile youthful feeling in his gestures and gestures has not diminished. Every movement and look can make people find his own, recognizable Extremely calm and confident.
He picked up the drink on the table and took a sip, winked at the reporter, and said, "How could Brother Song forget us? He promised to bring us back specialties, and we're counting on him for dinner today."
When I went out, I met a few fans who were coming off work. Ye Qin took a piece of chocolate, peeled it off in the car and put it in his mouth. Zheng Yueyue stopped him quickly and watched the window for a long time, and then allowed him to continue eating after confirming that there was no problem. .
Seeing him eat so much that the corners of his mouth were covered with chocolate sauce, Zheng Yueyue sighed, "You kid, you are smart and transparent at one time, and you are so stupid that you have no heart at the other, what will you do in the future?"
But Ye Qin was in a good mood because of this piece of chocolate, he licked his lips, his eyes became two crescents in a smile: "I said in the morning that I am not young anymore, and now I am a child again?"
Zheng Yueyue took several artists with her at the same time, and sent him downstairs before going to see another artist's studio. Before leaving, he told Ye Qin: "He Hansong may go back to the dormitory today, you should not hear what he said, don't fight with him."
Ye Qin complied, and while waiting for the elevator, he raised his head and looked at the ceiling, thinking about it boredly, if it wasn't for He Hansong's provocation with profanity words with the word "Mom" four years ago, who would be willing to spend more time talking
If it's only for himself, he can bear anything.
Entering the house, Song?, who hadn't been out for a day, came up to greet Ye Qin, and at the same time fetching slippers for Ye Qin, he whispered in his ear: "Brother Song is back, if I don't stop you... Brother Qin, please don't be angry. That one can still be saved."
Ye Qin walked into the room quickly, and climbed to the upper bunk in two steps without taking off his shoes. The upper bunk used to be occupied by another member of the group, and after that person moved away, it became Yeqin's shelf.
Seeing that only one beam in the middle of the Lego mechanical set covered with a glass cover was broken, Ye Qin put his heart back into his stomach, knelt down on the upper bunk and patiently put it back together piece by piece.
The dormitory is not big, and after the group's solo flight, the only resident staff are Ye Qin, Song Yu, and He Hansong, who came back after having a quarrel with the sponsor. Every time He Hansong came back, it was almost always to make Ye Qin feel bad. Sure enough, not long after, the cell phone in Ye Qin's pocket rang.
"Qinqin, are you done?"
Faced with such an overly intimate address, Ye Qin was naturally disgusted: "I said don't call me again, and take care of your little love when you have time, and don't let him come to me again to find trouble?"
Not only was the man on the phone not ashamed of it, he even laughed out loud, "You said you didn't care? You said you weren't jealous?"
Ye Qin was about to roll his eyes, he didn't yell at this person because he couldn't afford to offend him, and what he said was not polite: "I used to think it was He Hansong's idol drama, but now I know that It's you, can you imagine that I'm in love with you if I glance at you inadvertently?"
The man laughed, and turned to negotiate with him: "Is the idol drama not good? As long as you agree, I can give you everything you want. You can receive a good script, you can be popular, and I can guarantee that He Hansong will Never bother you, how about it?"
Ye Qin sneered, and was about to refuse when the man said, "If you really want to refuse me, why did you answer my call and why didn't you change the number?"
After hanging up the phone, Ye Qin sat on the upper bunk for a while, staring at the Lego mechanical set that was assembled back to its original form, and carefully put the glass cover back on after a while.
In the evening, I received a call from Zheng Yueyue, saying that they had arranged a guest appearance on a reality show. Ye Qin was unwilling to go on the show with him, but how could he refuse the company's arrangement
Before going into the bathroom to take a shower, Ye Qin heard the sound of He Hansong throwing something in the next room. Based on the principle that more things are worse than less things, he pretended not to hear them. Who would have thought that after returning to the house after washing, he listened to Song? and said, "Brother Song came to our house again just now, borrowed a spare machine and left."
Ye Qin went back to the room and looked through the drawers, his heart was in his throat, he threw down the towel and ran to the next door, kicking him without saying a word.
The door panel opened in response, and He Hansong who was sitting inside was startled, shaking his hand and throwing the phone on the ground.
Ye Qin took two steps forward to pick it up, and said viciously, "Try to touch my things next time", then turned his head and walked away, turning a deaf ear to He Hansong's abuse coming from behind.
After returning to his room for a long time, Ye Qin started to feel lingering fear.
He Hansong was earlier in the circle than him, and his mouth was sweeter than him. Many bosses who could be named in the circle liked him very much, and usually asked him to go to parties and so on. Even if He Hansong's big benefactor doesn't know which tendon is mistaken for him now, he doesn't have the confidence to make a mistake in front of He Hansong.
What's more, the man made a phone call and was ridiculed by himself. When he loses patience one day, his own death will probably come.
Ye Qin sighed in his heart. He has been in the circle for more than four years, but he still hasn't learned to completely suppress his temper. In the words of Sister Yueyue, "sooner or later, he will suffer a lot".
Song? watched him charge the old mobile phone that had been eliminated for many years, and asked curiously: "Brother Qin, why do you still have this broken mobile phone? This is too outdated as a backup phone."
Ye Qin ignored him, opened the photo album first after turning on the phone, and was relieved to see that the photos were still there.
"Old photos, don't save them in your phone. If you don't keep them all, you won't be able to turn on the phone one day." Song? suggested, "Back it up to a computer or a USB flash drive, it's safe."
Ye Qin stared at one of the photos and was fascinated: "There is a backup."
"Oh, that's good." Song? took a look and asked, "Who is this?"
Ye Qin was afraid that the phone would really fail to turn on next time he watched it for too long, so he pressed the power button to turn it off.
When Song? turned his head and went to do other things, he replied in a voice that only he could hear: "My brother."
I don't know if it was because of the relationship between those two words mentioned today that Ye Qin had that dream again.
The wind blowing from the ground, the boy under the ginkgo tree, and his feet that tried to catch up but didn't listen.
When he woke up, he was sweating profusely. Ye Qin looked down at his palms. He tightened his fingers and opened them again. After repeating this several times, he gradually stopped trembling and suppressed the unbridled fear in his heart.
He was willing to appear in his dreams again, but not long after he dreamed of him last time, he left. Thinking of this, Ye Qin didn't know whether to be happy or sad, to have expectations, or to continue to immerse himself in the inextricable memories.
It was already bright outside, Ye Qin got out of bed and poured a glass of water, his hands were still a little weak, and accidentally let the lid of the glass fall to the ground. With such a big commotion, Song? who was in the next bed was still in a deep sleep and didn't even move.
Ye Qin couldn't help laughing, thinking that if the child was thrown from the 20th floor, he probably wouldn't wake up.
Among their groups that exist in name only, He Hansong is the oldest, 24 years old this year, and Song? is the youngest. He was still a fifteen-year-old kid when he debuted. He was so nervous that he could cry before going on stage, so Ye Qin took care of him on weekdays. . Song? had no parents since he was a child, and he knew how to be grateful when he received favors. The two became friends when they came and went.
Today there is a TV show mirror, which was given to Ye Qin by Song Yi. Ye Qin had concerns at first, but Song Yu said: "I can eat enough for myself and the whole family is not hungry. Now I am in a good state. I have work and sleep at the same time. Brother, you can try it. If you choose, I will give it a try. Also follow the long face."
Ye Qin was really short of money, so he accepted it after thinking about it.
The audition location was in City S. Ye Qin greeted Zheng Yueyue and went to buy a high-speed rail ticket by himself. Putting on the bag and putting on the mask, he still hesitated for a while with his hand on the doorknob, then turned back and took the mobile phone in the drawer.
The six-hour high-speed train ride is almost as long as he used to take to go abroad by plane for vacation. In the car, Ye Qin remembered the method Song had taught him before, and turned on a hotspot with his current mobile phone. The old mobile phone five years ago found a signal and connected.
When he logged in to WeChat, he didn't have much hope, thinking that after so many years of useless use, he would be unable to log in. Unexpectedly, not only the login was successful, but also a long list of unread messages was loaded.
Ye Qin held his breath, and slowly swiped down. When he stopped at the first dialog box with no new news, he lifted the breath in his chest and exhaled slowly.
The finger still unconsciously clicks into the circle of friends, and the last post is still the photo of four lollipops six years ago. At that time, WeChat was not visible to anyone or only displayed the content of Moments within a certain period of time, and I was not blocked. Obviously, no one has used this account again in these years.
Ye Qin couldn't help laughing at himself, what was he thinking? He knows all the truth, he will only hate me, how can he take the initiative to contact me again
He walked cleanly and completely, blocking all possible ways of contact, leaving a place for memory, proving that those times really existed, and it is good enough.
But in just a few minutes, it seemed that all the strength in his body was spent. Ye Qin tiredly put down his cell phone, leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.
At this moment, the old mobile phone suddenly vibrated in the palm of his hand, and Ye Qin's heart reacted with a thumping frenzy before he opened his eyes. He didn't see the words on the screen clearly, so he quickly pressed the answer.
"Fuck, so fast!" Zhou Feng on the other end was obviously not ready, pointed the camera at his face, straightened the hat on his head, and said with a smile, "The star's posture is different, fully armed early in the morning. Brother I have just escaped from the heavily guarded army through all kinds of hardships, I wonder if the big star is free to meet me?"