Lu Zhiwei is keenly aware of the silence and embarrassment permeating the air.
The sound of a first-level alarm lingered vaguely in his ears.
A word "dangerous" hangs high on the top.
She remembered Meng Lianyu's Spring Festival Gala show, and was ready to squat and wait for Meng Lianyu on New Year's Eve.
As a result, the plan was completely disrupted by the sudden arrival of Sang Wanci.
She forgot that Meng Lianyu was on that satellite TV.
But her DNA remembers.
— But her DNA forgot that her side job is Sang Wanci's true fan!
Climb the wall in situ, the Lord is by his side.
Scary, so scary!
She wanted to call for help!
But she felt that she could still be saved, that she could survive!
At the critical moment, she forcibly changed the tune and cheered to the veteran singer who appeared together: "Ah, Teacher Ji Feng!
"Teacher Meng and Teacher Ji Feng are both good-looking!"
Who doesn't have a few walls among the young people nowadays
It is a routine operation for one natal to have multiple walls.
So as long as I appear fraternal, Teacher Sang will not doubt my single-mindedness towards her!
What's wrong with liking a few old drama characters, I still love you the most!
Believe me, Teacher Sang!
Seeing this, Sang Wanci was really fooled, and the words on his lips changed abruptly: "Do you like them?"
Lu Zhiwei hugged the pillow, scratching her nails awkwardly alone where she couldn't see: "I like them, Teacher Meng is good at acting, and Teacher Ji sings well, who doesn't like them
He also rigorously added: "I like many actors and singers."
Sang Wanci had no doubts, because Lu Zhiwei did pay attention to many actors and singers.
She turned her head and fixed her eyes on Meng Lianyu and Ji Feng on the screen, her voice was calm and calm: "They are indeed worthy of others' liking."
They are outstanding and dazzling, like the sun and the moon.
No one can ignore their radiance, and no one can dislike them.
She also wants to be this kind of person.
Lu Zhiwei watched the TV, then looked at her again, with great desire to survive and the fans consciously added: "My favorite is Teacher Sang."
Sang Wanci slightly twitched the corners of her lips, her smile was weak, but it was not difficult to see her happiness: "Thank you."
She looked at Lu Zhiwei with a gentle look, and smiled, "I like you too."
Soft tone, sudden change of atmosphere.
Those who didn't know thought she was confessing to her sweetheart.
Lu Zhiwei's mind immediately tensed up, and he suddenly began to worry that the system would cause trouble again.
Because every time the atmosphere becomes delicate, this system that wants to be stabbed a few times starts to make trouble for her.
The weird task of sharing the same bed is still hanging high in her head!
Sure enough, the system came as expected—
[Mission Release: Say the following sentences to the heroine Sang Wanci, "Do you know the difference between you and the stars?", "The stars are in the sky, but you are in my heart.".
[Time limit: three minutes.]
Here we go again, here we go again.
The Human Oilfield System is here again!
But what can she do as a weak, pitiful, helpless host who wants to draw a lottery
Compared with sharing the same bed, being greasy once is already the kindness of the system.
She took a deep breath, adjusted her mood, and tried her best not to make her smile look greasy.
Be refreshing.
It's clear that Sang Wanci would not want to punch her.
"Teacher Sang." She called with a smile.
"Huh?" Sang Wanci looked at her curiously, "What's wrong?"
Lu Zhiwei: "Do you know the difference between you and the stars?"
Sang Wanci: "?"
Lu Zhiwei: "The stars are in the sky, but you are in my heart."
Sang Wanci: "..."
Lu Zhiwei: "..."
[System Judgment: Say the following sentences to the heroine Sang Wanci, "Do you know the difference between you and the stars?", "The stars are in the sky, but you are in my heart.", complete.
[Mission points +1.
[The host please continue to work hard.]
Lu Zhiwei laughed sadly.
The task is completed, people are embarrassed.
Thanks to the system for sending an ultimate earthy enjoyment across time and space, none of the two parties escaped.
Sang Wanci raised her hand to rest her forehead.
She sincerely hopes that Lu Zhiwei will watch some rainbow farts, and no one stipulates that being a fan must be able to blow rainbow farts.
When surfing the Internet, read something else, such as current affairs news or something...
The embarrassment haunts the two, and they linger for a long time.
Lu Zhiwei pursed his lips tightly, while picking at Barbie's dream castle with his toes, while thinking about how to solve the embarrassment.
At this moment, the countdown to zero popped up on the TV screen.
Every minute and every second is heralding to the audience that the first day of the new year is coming.
Lu Zhiwei's attention was immediately absorbed, and he counted down in his heart.
Three, two, one!
It's the first day of junior high school!
She forgot the embarrassment at once, and said to Sang Wan beside her with a beaming smile: "Mr. Sang, Happy New Year, Gong Xi Fa Cai!"
Sang Wanci was infected by her smile, and said hello confusedly.
Then I saw her climb out of bed, go around to the bedside table, and take out an auspicious and festive red envelope from it.
—and stuffed it into her hand.
Sang Wanci held the red envelope: "?"
Lu Zhiwei said happily: "It's Chinese New Year, children should receive red envelopes."
Sang Wanci was stunned: "I'm not—"
Lu Zhiwei said firmly, "You are to me."
Sang Wanci never thought that one day she would receive a red envelope from her colleagues.
I didn't even expect that there would be red envelopes this New Year.
She was at a loss and wanted to return the red envelope to Lu Zhiwei.
In terms of family background, Lu Zhiwei is not as good as her.
In terms of economic situation, Lu Zhiwei doesn't earn as much as her.
Under such circumstances, how could she have the nerve to accept Lu Zhiwei's red envelope
What status and qualifications does she have to receive this red envelope
Lu Zhiwei went back to his place: "The money is not a lot, don't be disgusted, just treat it as a blessing."
Seeing that she wanted to return the red envelope to him, he immediately raised his hand and pushed it back, smiling: "Take it, it's a joy to receive the red envelope. I wanted to receive the red envelope when I was young."
Sang Wanci recalled her past and couldn't help asking, "Didn't you receive it?"
Lu Zhi nodded with a smile, thought for a while, and shook his head again.
She didn't know if she "received" the red envelope.
When she was a child, she was no different from other children. She would look forward to the New Year and the red envelope.
The only difference is that other children are not as transparent as she is.
No one is like her, either forgotten or on the way to be forgotten.
Even the red envelopes can be missed by others.
Parents will take the initiative to give Lu Sijiao red envelopes, hoping that she will grow up well in the new year.
When I turned around and saw her eldest daughter, I would say, "Ah, I forgot, there is still you."
Then I temporarily made a red envelope for her.
Although she got the red envelope, she always felt that there was a gap in her heart.
So do relatives.
He only remembers Lu Sijiao, not Lu Zhiwei.
She will never forget the embarrassment and embarrassment on everyone's faces because they didn't prepare her red envelopes when she walked out of the room full of expectations to pay New Year's greetings to the visiting relatives.
As if to say: Why is there a child in this family
Her appearance made the air suffocate.
Red envelopes are obviously a form of auspiciousness, but for her it has become a burden to others.
A good New Year was completely ruined by her.
— Just because of her appearance, because of her existence.
So from then on, when someone came to visit on New Year's Day, she basically didn't leave the room, and she would be a step late for everyone when eating.
Even if everyone was talking and laughing outside, she would only stay in her room.
Or sit by the window with your doll in your arms and watch the snow.
Or sit at the door and listen to the adults chatting. Although she can't understand, when everyone laughs, she will also secretly laugh twice, pretending that this New Year also has her participation.
Or cry sadly.
At that time, she really wanted to celebrate the New Year with everyone.
But she also really hates the embarrassment and awkward smile when others see her.
Also hated how people would ignore her even if she was sitting outside.
But it's okay.
Sometimes Lu Sijiao would break into her room by mistake and play with her.
Although sometimes I ran away after playing, and I didn't remember her sister when I ran away.
Later, she became optimistic and didn't care about these things anymore.
When the New Year arrives, I play around by myself in my room.
Learn to sew, read storybooks, do whatever it takes to please and amuse myself.
So Sang Wanci asked her if she received it, and she didn't know how to answer it.
The red envelopes seem to be given by adults on their own initiative. Does it count if someone like her embarrassingly makes up for it
Of course, there are times when you don't make up.
Forgetting a child's red envelope is nothing more than a big deal
They will definitely remember it in the coming year.
The same goes for the year to come.
But since the last time she knew that she was not the only one with a transparent body in this world, she had received a strange comfort.
Although the misery is really miserable, at least it is not miserable alone.
But comfort is all comfort, she will still do the task well and save the world.
She didn't want innocent people to go through such painful and bleak years.
No one would like to be such a transparent person.
Sang Wanci understood the answer from her reply, and realized that she had mentioned something that should not have been mentioned: "Sorry..."
Lu Zhi comforted her with a smile: "What apologies, you didn't do anything.
"I'm fine now. To be a human being, you have to look forward, and you can't stay in the past, and I've already made money, so I don't care about the red envelopes anymore.
"Let's not talk about this, watch Teacher Meng and Teacher Ji sing."
She has to restrain herself and stop revealing her "i Meng" DNA.
How embarrassing to be caught climbing a wall in person!
But... what is going to be done to share the same bed
Is it possible that when Sang Wanci fell asleep, she would lie down quietly on it and just touch the pillow
She thought very humbly.
…
Lu Zhiwei succeeded.
She successfully concealed her Mengfan attributes from Sang Wanci.
The time was quickly dialed to the time when the two of them were sleeping.
Lu Zhiwei looked at the only bed at home and the small sofa next to it, which was small but could fit two people.
Pointing to the bed decisively, she said to Sang Wanci: "You can sleep on the bed, I'll just sleep on the sofa."
"Good night, Teacher Sang!"
After finishing speaking, she planned to go to the cabinet to find a small quilt and come out to make do with it, but was stopped by Sang Wanci raising her hand.
Sang Wanci looked puzzled: "Why?"
Lu Zhiwei thought she was asking why she slept in bed, and couldn't help but wonder how this silly child would ask such a silly question.
"Because the bed is more comfortable."
Sang Wanci: "No, I'm asking you, why do you sleep separately?"
Lu Zhiwei: "?"
Sang Wanci: "?"
Lu Zhiwei was surprised and embarrassed and said, "I thought you didn't like sleeping with other people..."
"I don't like it." Sang Wanci said, "Except for you."
A person who would encourage her to be confident, praise her for her excellence, and give her his gloves because her fingertips were cold in winter.
With only one bed at home, Sang Wanci couldn't think of a reason to refuse to share the same bed with her.
It is only natural for an older sister to take care of a younger sister.
But it is only natural for the younger sister to take care of the older sister.
In this world, no one's contribution is taken for granted.
There is no reason for the guests to drive the host to sleep on the sofa.
Besides, Lu Zhiwei is so pitiful...
After Lu Zhiwei heard her words, he suddenly felt that the mission was promising, and immediately beamed with joy, and looked at her with eyes full of emotion.
God, what kind of sound is this
God, what kind of Bodhisattva is this
Love love love!
Seeing her expression, Sang Wanci sighed even more.
It's just sleeping in the same bed with a friend, she would be so happy and moved...
She felt that she was more endearing.
Lu Zhiwei happily picked up the pillow on the sofa and used it as a pillow.
She was happy to save another mission point.
Sang Wanci said she was different, and she was also happy.
Even after she lay down, she still had a smile on her face.
Sang Wanci then bent down and lay down on the pillow she gave up.
Sleeping in the same bed, covered with the same quilt.
They face each other, looking at each other.
[System Judgment: Sharing the same bed is complete.
[Task point +1.
[The host please continue to work hard.]
The smile on Lu Zhiwei's face instantly became brighter and more sincere.
—Thanks to Teacher Sang, Teacher Sang, you are the reincarnated Bodhisattva!
Under the orange bedside light, Lu Zhiwei's smile was tainted with weakness.
Sang Wanci looked helplessly.
Just lying on the same bed with her, are you so happy
No matter how optimistic she is, she still hopes in her heart that someone can see her and accompany her...
Lu Zhiwei was having a good time, when suddenly he heard the person in front of him say: "Lu Zhiwei, you worked hard before."
The unfamiliar words made the smile on her face startled slightly.
When she gave up following other people's eyes, and when she gave up integrating into the world, she gave up all her fantasies.
I will no longer fantasize about having friends, and no longer fantasize about being able to lie on the same bed and chat with others like today.
I don't even imagine that one day someone will know her past and tell her gently: You have worked hard.
However, Sang Wanci's expression was so serious and gentle.
She really loves her.
So she is willing to be here, so face to face with her.
Lu Zhiwei's instant satisfaction is unprecedented.
She was very happy, indescribably happy.
—Even if all of this is a gift from the protagonist's aura, not her own.
"It's all over..."
She slightly raised her eyebrows.
"It's good to have a good life now."
One cannot stay in the past and stand still.
Only by looking forward and walking forward can we meet and grasp the light.
Meng Lianyu and Sang Wanci are her lights.
One that changed the trajectory of her life.
One that warms her now.
No matter how long they stayed in her life, as long as they existed, she was content.
Children who live in darkness will always be more satisfied than others when they suddenly encounter light.
"Thank you, Teacher Sang." She lowered her voice, like a gentle whisper, "Thank you for coming to accompany me during the Chinese New Year."
Sang Wanci looked at her with deep eyes.
"You're welcome, we're friends."
friend.
Lu Zhiwei repeated these two words in his heart, smiling like a spring day: "Yes, we are friends.
"It is my honor to be friends with Teacher Sang."
Sang Wanci heard the words, and suddenly said: "There is no need to be so polite among friends."
Lu Zhiwei always said "Teacher Sang", polite and alienated.
From a friend's point of view, she doesn't like it.
Lu Zhiwei calls Ying Xize "Xiao Ying" even closer than calling her.
She hasn't heard Lu Zhiwei calling her name yet.
"You should call me by my name," she said.
Lu Zhiwei blinked his eyes in a daze.
She didn't call out before because the two were not close enough, fearing that Sang Wanci would not like it.
Today, Sang Wanci suddenly asked for it, but she was a little embarrassed to speak up.
I don't know how to shout.
"How do you want me to call you?" She asked softly, "Is it like calling Xiaoying?"
Sang Wanci thought for a while, and said very honestly, "I don't want to be like him."
Ever since she was in the crew, she has been used to comparing with Ying Xize, striving to be the most special one in Lu Zhiwei's heart.
Only the most special will always be liked.
Lu Zhiwei is very good, she hopes to be liked more by her.
—At least more than Ying Xize.
Lu Zhiwei was amused by her sudden childishness.
I really don't understand why she is so persistent in comparing with Ying Xize.
Why did the heroine and supporting actor pick up a competing script
"What's that going to be called?"
Sang Wanci stared at her quietly.
Lu Zhiwei thought for a while, then called softly and tentatively: "...Wanci?"
The light in Sang Wanci's eyes brightened slightly, and she unconsciously moved closer: "Call again."
Lu Zhiwei can smell the faint scent of shower gel on her body, which belongs to this family exclusively, as if she is also a part of this family.
"Wanci."
"Yeah." Sang Wanci made a note through his nose, and responded softly, "Sister."
"..."
Lu Zhiwei looks away in a panic, turning his back to the sky.
She always couldn't resist Sang Wanci calling her sister, and she didn't know why.
"What's wrong?" the innocent party asked.
Lu Zhiwei hurriedly stopped talking: "It's nothing, by the way, why don't you go home for the New Year this year?"
Lao Wu said that she is not a qualified actor and would not care about the heroine.
She cared now, but in exchange for Sang Wanci's silence.
Lu Zhiwei: "?"
… Am I wrong to care
In a few seconds, Lu Zhiwei already felt the length of time.
She decided to ease the atmosphere and change the subject.
But at this moment, Sang Wanci spoke up.
"I had a conflict with my family."
She turned slightly and looked at the ceiling.
"I wanted to be an actor, but my father set me another direction in life. He hoped that I would be a pianist like my mother."
"Then what does your mother think?" Lu Zhiwei asked.
Sang Wanci shook her head, her face was calm, but her tone was somewhat lonely.
"...she died in a car accident."
Lu Zhiwei showed surprise in his eyes, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry."
Sang Wanci didn't blame her: "It's okay."
The atmosphere suddenly fell.
Lu Zhiwei felt ashamed for a moment, and comforted him softly: "Auntie is going to be a pianist in the sky, she hasn't gone far, every star you see is her."
Hearing this, Sang Wanci chuckled suddenly: "You seem to be coaxing a child."
Lu Zhiwei felt relieved when she heard her smile: "To me, you are indeed a child."
Then he said: "Actually, it's good to stick to your dreams. Life is so long, you can't leave it to your parents to make decisions all the time. And you've done a good job. You are already a qualified and serious actor.
"When you practice a few more times, you will have more experience, and your acting skills will become more mature. I believe that by then, you will be as good as Mr. Meng and the others.
"And seriously, if I had a kid like you, I could walk sideways when I go out!"
Sang Wanci, the daughter, is impeccably good both externally and internally.
Lu Zhiwei really couldn't think of any parent who wouldn't like such a child.
"My dad doesn't think so."
Sang Wanci's voice was flat and her eyes were empty.
"He always felt that I was not doing enough, so he repeatedly asked me to be the best, to be as good as my mother, and to become a world-class pianist."
He only sees the result and is never satisfied with the process
She hated it and suffered from it so much that she struggled out and did what she wanted to do.
Lu Zhiwei looked at her in surprise.
It turned out that she would have high demands on herself and constantly push for breakthroughs. If she couldn't do it, she would be very disappointed because of her father.
After being surprised, he felt unconvinced for Sang Wanci.
Also feel unconvinced for all the children who are asked by their parents.
She can't understand that parents have some very excessive demands on their children.
Being a pianist, being a musician, being a singer... forcing children to become talents.
They never asked the child if he would, would like, or could.
— they can't even do that themselves!
"Your father asked you to become a world-class pianist, so can he fulfill this requirement?" Lu Zhiwei asked.
If a father can't do it, why should he ask for a child
Isn't this also a double standard!
Then she heard Sang Wanci say, "He can."
Lu Zhiwei: "..."
Sorry for being rude, please pretend I didn't ask.
Sang Wanci stared at the ceiling lamp with correct eyes, but her voice was still faint.
"If he wants to, he can.
"My father and my mother are very good people. There is nothing in this world that they cannot do."
Lu Zhiwei looked at her perfect profile, and faintly sensed her inferiority complex.
Is it because her parents are too good and perfect, so she feels small like dust
Lu Zhiwei thought: But the truth is not like this...
A pair of warm hands stretched out from the side, gently holding Sang Wanci's face.
The four eyes are facing each other.
Sang Wanci saw the light in Lu Zhiwei's eyes.
"Wanci, listen to me."
There is a gentle force in Lu Zhiwei's voice.
"You're fine and you can do what you want to do.
"It's like you wanted to be a good actor, and you did it. Look who in the crew doesn't praise you? As long as it's your play, Director Li even decides whether to pass or pass every one according to your requirements.
"Why? Because she believes in your abilities and knows that you can give her the best character status ever.
"How can she trust you if you're not good enough, right?"
Sang Wan looked at her sympathetically.
Lu Zhiwei holds her face, and curls her soft hair.
"That's why our Teacher Sang is not some humble dust.
"Our Teacher Sang is the bright moon, the sun, the embodiment of all brilliance.
"One day in the future, our teacher Sang will definitely be able to become an unshakable top figure in this industry with our own efforts.
"By then, your parents will be proud of you."
Sang Wanci's eyes flickered, her lips parted slightly, and it took her a while to ask, "What if my dad still doesn't recognize me by then?"
Lu Zhi smiled warmly: "That's okay.
"Not every decision in life has to be 100% consistent with the opinions of parents to be meaningful.
"As long as we don't regret it, as long as we are happy, then the road we have traveled, the injuries we have suffered, and the tears we have shed are all meaningful."
Sang Wanci blinked slightly, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly.
The heart hidden under the flesh was suddenly filled with a gentle spring breeze.
She couldn't help stretching out her hand, wanting to embrace the spring breeze and leave the warmth of this winter.
Lu Zhiwei was stunned.
Sang Wanci hugged her waist tightly and buried his head in the hollow of her neck.
Like a coquettish child.
"elder sister."
Sang Wanci slowly closed her eyes, her soft voice filled with long-lost satisfaction.
"You are fine, I like you."
Lu Zhiwei came back to his senses, and put his hand on her head slowly and clumsily.
For the first time, someone thought she was good.
It was the first time someone said they liked her.
Heart is very happy.
Is this what it feels like to be loved
She never dared to think about it before.
Then the dog system popped up again—
[Mission Release: Say the classic line to the heroine Sang Wanci: "Then do you want to be my girlfriend?".
[Time limit: twenty minutes.]
Lu Zhiwei: "???"
—I beat your dog system! ! !