look at other people's president

Chapter 42

Rong Xiyuan's mother was a famous pianist when she was young.

In the last year of the couple's cadre school, they gave birth to a daughter who looked like her mother. As soon as the child was born, the woman had to go to labor in swaddling clothes. When she walked across the lake to the paddy field every day, she watched Biye and Fenhe named the child Dongqiao, and the nickname Ahan.One day, when it rained heavily, the mother entrusted the child to others, went out by herself, and never came back.

Dad said, mother fell asleep in the lotus.

After being rehabilitated, the family lost all property, leaving only a piano purchased by their grandparents in Hong Kong.My father taught at the university to make ends meet, and when he came home every day, he could hear the child playing the piano in the twilight in front of the window when he came home every day. She looked more and more like his mother.

The father continued, a young female worker in the university, with red cheeks and a voice as loud as she can.But after his father was in a car accident, the new mother left without saying goodbye, leaving behind Rong Dongqiao and her younger brother who was ten years younger. The younger brother's eyes were bright and upward, like red lotuses cutting across the water in the wind.

A former colleague of my father came to the memorial service, waved his hand, and said, "Ahan will continue to study in college, and Xixi will also go to school."

Uncle Dong paid for the living expenses and tuition of their siblings. She taught Uncle Dong’s son how to play the piano. The boy lowered his eyes as if he had sneaked out of a Raphael oil painting. Rong Xiyuan saw him for the first time. He ran over and took his hand: "Brother, let's go out to play."

They walked hand in hand for a long time, almost a lifetime.

After graduating from university, Rong Dongqiao worked as a pianist in the orchestra. She is as elegant as a crane. Many people pursue her, but she doesn't like her. The best boys in her heart are her two younger brothers. Now she makes money For them to read.

When the boy was about to graduate, Sino-Russian friendly cultural exchanges were in full swing. The orchestra went to St. Petersburg to perform, and the Russian ballet troupe performed live. She met the actor who played the Nutcracker backstage. Like a young Chopin.

After the party, surrounded by the grand finale waltz, the prince disappeared into Clara's dream.Rong Dongqiao also returned to China, and she was pregnant.

The boys came to see her, held her hand and called "Sister". The boys didn't ask any questions. The boys signed the notice of her critical illness and held a funeral for her.

In the last year of university, Dong Li and Rong Xiyuan moved out of the dormitory and rented a basement. The room was covered with Rong Jiji's diapers. It was too damp and dark, and she cried all the time.While coaxing her to breastfeed her, Dong Li drew the design draft he had received privately.Manuscripts were sent out one by one, and they were exchanged for Rong Jiji's milk powder and diapers, Rong Xiyuan's painting utensils, and next month's rent.

Rong Xiyuan squatted there and asked him, "Aren't you going to take the TOEFL?"

Dong Li didn't raise his head: "I won't take the exam, I don't really want to go abroad."

Rong Xiyuan went to class calmly, and when he came back, he told Dong Li calmly: "I have rejected the postgraduate quota, you go to the exam."

Before Dong Li went abroad, he went to Tibet with a construction company, suffering from altitude sickness. He raised his head on the construction site, and the sky was full of prayer flags, floating leisurely.

He earned a small amount of money, which he converted into US dollars, and most of it was left to Rong Xiyuan and Rong Haw.

After graduating, Rong Xiyuan worked in a small media company. Dong Li sent him a little money every month. He was also restricted from working in the United States. He relied on the exchange rate difference to squeeze out some money to subsidize his family.

Rong Xiyuan's female boss looked at the young man's stubborn and pretty face, and said, "I know your difficulties, you can make more money by making commercials."

He shoots films in the park, and the funds are limited. The park does not require money, but only a few packs of cigarettes for the management office.The wind was so good that the kite in the hands of the male model got tangled up in a tree. After tossing for a long time, he couldn't get it off even with a sticky stick.

The male model lost his temper: "Do you know that this will take time, and how much money will I earn?" He shook his hand and left.

Rong Xiyuan was stunned for a while. A boy who had witnessed the whole process climbed up the tree and pulled down the special kite lightly. He came to Rong Xiyuan and handed the kite to him: "You Do you want me to shoot commercials?"

Those upturned eyes stared at the boy, and he smiled, revealing a mouthful of bright white teeth. Standing in the spring light, he was more dazzling than the spring light.

Rong Xiyuan asked a little embarrassedly: "You are very expensive."

Zhen Tianming still smiled, "It's not expensive, you can buy me ice cream."

In fact, Rong Xiyuan didn't like ice cream very much. After filming, they ate old popsicles at the gate of the Temple of Heaven. Zhen Tianming threw away the sticks, patted his body and stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to eat the whole Beijing city." Best hot pot to go.”

Rong Xiyuan refused: "I have to go to the nursery school to pick up my daughter."

Zhen Tianming followed Rong Xiyuan back to the basement with a shameless face, and took apart the discounted purple rice bread from the supermarket to eat. He looked at the pictures posted around him, figures, landscapes, and a small portrait of Rong Xiyuan himself at the door. After evaluating it in his heart, the painting is indeed good, but not as good as his own. He asked, "Do you paint?"

Rong Xiyuan said: "Yes." He reported the name of the Academy of Fine Arts.

Zhen Tianming was not very surprised. He pointed to the painting and said, "This is your sister, I can tell. Who is that?"

Rong Xiyuan said, "It's my brother."

Zhen Tianming didn't ask any more questions, and from now on he waited at the entrance of Rong Xiyuan's company every day, waiting to go to the basement to eat expired bread.When Rong Xiyuan received the advertisement, he volunteered to be the leading actor.

He taught Rong Xiyuan: "You raise my quotation a little bit, you get the money and keep it for yourself."

Rong Haw grew a bit older, and could sleep soundly at night.Zhen Tianming abducts Rong Xiyuan to climb the heating pipe to drink beer on the roof of other people's buildings.

Rong Xiyuan frowned and asked, "Don't you need to go to school?"

Zhen Tianming didn't care: "My family hasn't decided which university I should apply to, let them want to go!"

Rong Xiyuan drank beer silently.

When they went downstairs, they heard the faint cry of a child, Zhen Tianming was as light as a swallow, and went directly through the small window into the basement, making faces for Rong Jiji under the moonlight.

On Rong Xiyuan's birthday, he bought a cake by himself, Zhen Tianming put cream on Rong Jiji's face, which made the little girl cry, Rong Xiyuan looked at him complainingly, he laughed, and brought over a broken box .

Inside is Sony's newest camcorder.

Rong Xiyuan was shocked: "What did you do?"

Zhen Tianming cut it and explained: "I bought it with pocket money."

Rong Xiyuan lowered his head and said softly after a while: "It's too expensive, I don't want it."

Zhen Tianming dipped his finger in cream, scratched his nose, and said, "You must have it."

He licked off the bit of cream.

Zhen Tianming disappeared in the autumn of that year. Before that, they secretly kissed under the red wall; walked hand in hand in the tree-lined avenue, Zhen Tianming carried a heavy camera; rode a bicycle and wandered around in the alleys , Zhen Tianming braked deliberately, and Rong Xiyuan bumped into his back, clutching his clothes tightly...all of these disappeared with Zhen Tianming.In the huge city of Beijing, a person disappeared without any surprise.

When they met again, Rong Xiyuan was an arrogant and mean genius director. He walked through the lobby of the company with his chin raised, and bumped into a background cafe who had just returned to China in the corridor.

Beside him is a demure and capable young female manager.