Feng Jin's words were so natural that Su Kui couldn't hold back, and the smile was exceptionally sweet.
xx TV station building.
Qiu Yi just finished recording a variety show, suppressing irritability and jumping up and down on the show, trying to make a fool of himself and please the audience as much as possible.
Back in the lounge, he fell directly onto the sofa tired.
He pinched his eyebrows and thought, since when did he change
In the past, I just wanted to simply make music, not asking for fire, as long as someone listened to it, I would be happy. Now I am getting more and more dissatisfied, wanting to be hotter, wanting to go further, and even standing on the international stage.
He became material, and it was obvious that these programs had nothing to do with his singing. When the program team invited him, he came.
In this complex circle, it is like a big dyeing vat. There are constantly various people outside poking their heads and looking inside, and then they see the outermost layer of brilliance, envy, and yearning, so they rush to thump and thump, one by one. Jump in.
From pure white to dark, everyone puts on a mask. What the audience sees is what they want to see, not the real star himself.
Oh, in fact, it is him who has become the most!
Suddenly a mentality of being particularly tired of wanting to escape emerged. For the first time, Qiu Yi didn't notify anyone. He only took the phone, put on a mask, sunglasses and a hat, and strode out.
On this day, he was like an ordinary person, avoiding the paparazzi and wandering in the streets and alleys alone.
Here, he once came with Xue Shuang.
At that time, Xue Shuang graduated from university. In order to pursue his dream, he gave up his studies and broke with his family. The two of them were crowded in a rental house, living very hard.
But Xue Shuang is so good to him, why doesn't he love her
Qiu Yi didn't know, layer after layer of sadness filled his heart. It was overcast, and the cold wind got in from the collar of his jacket, chilling.
In the end, he didn't know what happened. He walked to the door of a certain high school by himself. It was time for class, and the door of the school was particularly deserted.
The uncle doorman recognized him, "Oh, isn't this Qiu Yi? Good boy, he used to be handsome, but he didn't expect to be successful now!"
The uncle is still the doorman before. He has been working in this school for almost 20 years. He has gray hair and a kind face with a smile holding a teacup.
"Uncle Huang, it's me. Can you let me go in and have a look? To be honest, I really miss this place."
The person called Uncle Huang simply nodded, "Yes, how can you say that you are now a public figure, and you don't know how to do anything. Go, go, and look at your alma mater. It has changed a lot in recent years!"
Qiu Yi thanked him and walked in through the small door opened by the guard.
When he was in school, there were not so many green belts in the school. Now, a new pavilion, a white corridor, and a sculpture in the middle of the school have been built, which looks like a girl holding a book and studying seriously.
There was a sound of reading, and the wind blew from the tip of his hair. The simple and worry-free time before, he didn't even have time to grasp, and slipped away silently.
"Qiu Yi?"
Qiu Yi sat in the pavilion for a while. He seemed to have a fever when the wind was blowing, but he didn't want to do anything, and he didn't want to go to the hospital.
Suddenly hearing this voice, Qiu Yi was in a daze.
After a long time, he slowly turned his head and looked at the surprised girl standing outside the pavilion.
She doesn't seem to have changed much from when she was in high school, but she has learned how to dress up, and she looks more refined.