I'm here to chase the stars

Chapter 117 The Simplest Emotion

The town of Hengdian was decorated with lights and festoons. In an unassuming small restaurant, two people were sitting at a table, looking up at the TV hanging on the wall.

Among the two people at the table, one was an older man in his fifties, with a thick waistcoat over his cashmere sweater, and a bottle of cheap white wine in his hand. He poured himself a glass and asked another young man in his 20s: " Are you not going home this year?"

"I have no face to go back." The young man shook his head.

His name is Du Bin. He has been in Hengdian for five years, and he is only 24 this year. He lives in a rural area, with an older brother at the top and a younger sister at the bottom.

My eldest brother studies well and has been admitted to a good university in the province.

My sister is also doing well.

And he was caught in the middle, not bad, but not too good either.

He had dreamed of being a star since he was a child, and wanted to enter the Academy of Film and Television, so he quarreled with his family several times because of this.

At that time, he couldn't listen to anything, and he didn't accept it. Why did he tell him not to dream? Why can't he have dreams.

But in high school, he didn't disobey his family, because he knew very well that he didn't have the money to take the art test class, and even if he passed the test, the family couldn't afford him.

So as soon as he graduated from high school, he left home and went to Hengdian, thinking that being a group performer would not only make money, but also have the opportunity to stand out and become a real star.

When he left home, his father, who was so angry that he even let go of his rhetoric, would never go back without being famous.

Now thinking about his impulsiveness and childishness back then, he felt blush.

In the five years since he came to Hengdian, he sent money to his family once a year. The amount was not much, and he didn't really make money. He just wanted to let his family think that he was doing well.

In fact, the first time he came here, he almost couldn't even eat. At that time, he often felt that he was not as good as a dog.

At first, he lived in a nearby basement with only one bed.

Because this restaurant is cheap, I counted the money to eat here every day, and I showed up every day until New Year's Eve.

It was the first year that he went out alone to celebrate the Spring Festival. He found that the store was not closed on New Year's Eve, and the owner Huang Zhimin was sitting in the store alone to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Although they have known each other since then, it was the first time that they had an in-depth conversation on New Year's Eve that year.

In the next four years, after doing group acting for a long time, practice made perfect for many things, and I made more money.

He also gradually became acquainted with some group leaders, not to mention how good it is, at least he can afford to rent a simple single room without having to eat a meal and wonder if he will starve to death tomorrow.

But every year he would still come to the small shop, just the old and the young, a few side dishes and a bottle of white wine, chatting in front of the TV until the end of the Spring Festival Gala.

Knowing that Du Bin was stubborn, Huang Zhimin didn't persuade him much after asking, and took a sip of wine slowly: "You are like my son."

Du Bin was speechless: "Uncle Huang, don't take advantage of me if you are an old bachelor."

"Little bastard!" Huang Zhimin cursed with a smile, and said slowly, "Don't imitate me, just go back when you're tired."

Du Bin didn't say anything. He knew about Huang Zhimin's affairs over the years.

Huang Zhimin grew up in a single-parent family. His mother died of illness when he was two years old, and it was his father who brought him up.

Back then, Huang Zhimin, like him, was full of ambitions and wanted to make his father live a better life.

After graduating, he stayed in the provincial capital to work hard, working from dawn to dusk, and seldom went home during the holidays. He never reported good news but not bad news.

And my father never said much, and every time he told me it was just the same words: "Go home when you are tired, come back when you have time, and pay attention to your body."

Every time he replied with a smile: "Got it."

He thought that he would be happy after all the hardships.

But things backfired, God played tricks, and before he could achieve his goal, his father fell ill.

As for him, he could no longer realize his wish to let his father live a good life, and he lost his soul and heart.

After the funeral, I used the remaining money to buy this small restaurant in the town disheartened, and I have been doing it for more than 20 years.

For Huang Zhimin, on New Year's Eve that year, it was a reunion with him and his father.

Du Bin has been with me on New Year's Eve in recent years, which is very good.

At eight o'clock, when the Spring Festival Gala began, Du Bin looked at the TV and said with a smile: "When I was young, I hoped that one day I could stand on this stage.

It's a pity that I didn't understand until now how difficult this wish is.

People like me, let alone standing in the center of the stage, just have no chance to serve as a foil or even behind the scenes.

Now I often think, can I still be a group performer for the rest of my life?
Sometimes I worry about Uncle Huang, is it true that he will be a bachelor for the rest of his life? "

Huang Zhimin's expression that originally wanted to comfort him was slightly distorted, but in the end the comfort turned into a curse: "Stinky boy, don't worry about me."

Du Bin laughed beside him, picked up the small wine cup, touched Huang Zhimin, and took a sip.

Chatting and watching, it didn't take long to come to nine fifteen.

"...Let us invite Xu Fang and Wei Wan to bring you "Go Home Often"."

Xu Fang was wearing an off-white suit, and Wei Wan was in a red dress, and the two appeared together.

Watching TV, Du Bin patted Huang Zhimin's arm and introduced: "Uncle Huang, these two are my favorite singers recently."

On the stage, the prelude sounded, and the two people on the stage let go of their hands, looked at each other with a tacit understanding, and smiled.

In these 4 minutes, they will bring their singing to audiences across the country.

"Find some free time, find some time
Lead the children, often go home to see
......"

Simple rhythm and melody, plain and ordinary lyrics, and soulful singing, tell everyone the most simple and unpretentious truth.

"Go home often, go home and see

Even if I brush the chopsticks and wash the dishes for my mother

……

哪 怕 给 爸爸 后 背揉揉肩

The elderly do not expect their children to make much contribution to the family

I always worry about it all my life, just ask for peace.”

The emotions in Du Bin's heart were like waves, constantly surging upwards.

In these years, he has been homesick and regretted countless times, and sometimes he doesn't even know where his persistence and stubbornness come from.

When the tears were about to come out, he suddenly saw Huang Zhimin on the side drinking a glass, and another glass, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Finally I know what old tears are." Du Bin muttered to the side.

"Huh?" Huang Zhimin turned to stare at him.

Du Bin persuaded: "Uncle Huang, after all these years, you still blame yourself. I didn't cry, so don't cry either."

Huang Zhimin's cheeks and eye sockets were already flushed from liquor and tears: "Of course you blame yourself, you still have a chance to make up for it, but I can only regret it, listen to my uncle's advice, go home and have a look this year.

In the past two years, in order not to worry your family, you almost couldn’t eat, and you sent money home.

Have you ever thought about your parents hiding some difficulties in order not to drag you down?

Go back and have a look, rest assured! "

Du Bin was silent and did not answer right away.

Huang Zhimin smiled and took a sip of wine, silence is a good thing.

At the same time, countless families reunited in front of the TV, everyone struggling alone at work, also felt the warmth and call of home in this long and festive long cold night.

In 4 minutes, a song will sing the most unpretentious emotions into the hearts of the people.

　Today I wanted to skip the chapter I owed last night, but my stomach hurts when I got home, but I owed another chapter and fainted.

　　If there is no accident tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I will make up what I missed last night and today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)