star king gene

() In the next few days, Lin Zhimo took the initiative to ask to shoot his own scenes first, otherwise, if he really had to follow the scheduled shooting process, he would not be able to finish filming his own scenes even at the first rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala.

Fortunately, Lin Zhimo is very popular in the production team of Returning the Pearl. After explaining his situation, several actors who played with Lin Zhimo also expressed their understanding and actively cooperated with Lin Zhimo's filming. On the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, they sent their blessings.

Hurrying and hurrying, Lin Zhimo finally finished filming his scenes when he first entered the twelfth lunar month.

<The recording was late, so if it was later, I would not have time to go back. I can only go home to accompany my parents when I have time. "Lin Zhimo explained while packing up his clothes. <Wan, you are so lucky."

Lin Zhimo nodded, and suddenly said, "When are you going to my house?"

Lin Xinru was taken aback for a moment, and then said shamelessly, "I hate you, what are you talking about, who wants to see your parents?"

Lin Zhimo smirked and said, "Hey, it's strange, I didn't say I want you to meet my parents, I just want to invite you to my hometown to have fun."

Lin Xinru was ashamed and angry, and her crystal-clear jade cheeks were stained with a rosy glow. She kicked Lin Zhimo who was bending over to pack her luggage. After seeing Lin Zhimo throwing herself on the bed, Lin Xinru smiled happily , Said: "I told you to make fun of me, hum!"

Lin Zhimo got up from the bed and stretched his teeth and claws to catch Lin Xinru. Lin Xinru came to the door and said, "Have a nice trip, bye!"

Like Lin Zhimo, Lin Xinru didn't want to see her reluctant to say goodbye, so she met Lin Zhimo this morning to say goodbye.

After leaving the door, Lin Xinru slapped her forehead, and suddenly remembered that she didn't ask Lin Zhimo about one thing.She was just about to turn around and go back when she stopped in her tracks, her white teeth shook her lower lip, her face was full of hesitation, she still didn't go back after thinking about it for a long time, she murmured: "Lin Zhimo, you But don't forget it, or else, or..."

Otherwise, it took a long time but still didn't say what would happen if Lin Zhimo forgot.

Lin Zhimo packed his luggage and boarded the train back home again.In fact, he can afford to fly now, but Lin Zhimo feels that flying is too quiet, and he can meet all kinds of people on the train, which can bring great benefits to Lin Zhimo's songwriting inspiration.

In fact, many composers and lyricists are themselves travelers, because they can hear many things, see many people, and experience many scenery during their travels, which bring inspiration for their creation.

Looking at all the famous musicians in the world, such as Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, etc., they either spent more than half of their lives traveling non-stop, or they were in the royal family and contacted various people, or they had a lot of ups and downs. All these have laid a solid foundation for them to create famous music works.Among them, none of them sat in a spacious and bright office and could create classic and immortal music works with their own natural musical inspiration.

Lin Zhimo dare not compare himself with these giants in the music industry, but their various behaviors in creating music are worth learning.

In fact, Lin Zhimo also found that when he received a new script, as the filming progressed, he would also generate a lot of inspiration from this film, because the process of filming is like experiencing another person's life Similarly, this experience will undoubtedly provide him with more inspiration for creating music.

But this time when Lin Zhimo went home, he couldn't go back like the last time, without any cover. After all, with the fire of returning the pearl, now Lin Zhimo can be regarded as a popular star.But if you wear a pair of sunglasses, it would seem too out of place with other people, so Lin Zhimo asked his stylist Su Li to put some makeup on his face.

Now Lin Zhimo's complexion is dark, with some fake beards on his lips, he looks like a middle-aged man in his thirties.

After getting on the train, sitting on the bunk opposite Lin Zhimo was a man about forty years old, with dark skin and a face full of vicissitudes.

Seeing Lin Zhimo coming to the opposite side, the man opened his mouth and smiled, showing his white teeth, and said in a strong northwest accent, "Where are you from, little brother?"

Lin Zhimo felt cordial when he heard the accent of the other party, and immediately said in the dialect of his hometown: "I am from Ganzhou City in the Northwest."

Hearing that Lin Zhimo also spoke Northwestern dialect, the man smiled even more intensely, and said, "It's not far, not far, I'm from Suzhou City, we're fellow villagers, little brother, you also want to go home for the New Year."

Lin Zhimo nodded yes, and asked, "Brother, where are you from?"

The two had become acquainted while talking. The man's name was Wang Haidong. He was 43 this year and had been working in Beijing for a year. Seeing the end of the year was approaching, he was worried about his old father so he went home early.

When talking about his father, the already aged man showed guilt on his face.

Seeing this, Lin Zhimo asked, "What's the matter, brother, but is my uncle in poor health? Do you think there is anything I can do to help?"

Lin Zhimo had already told the other party his identity at this time. Although the other party didn't know who Lin Zhimo was, and hadn't seen Huan Zhu Ge Ge, he still knew about a character named Erkang in it.But because he didn't know about Lin Zhimo's fame, he didn't feel any different about Lin Zhimo's status as a star, and he still treated him with a normal heart.

Wang Haidong waved his hand and said, "My father's body is very strong, but just remembering that I haven't been home for nearly two years, I feel sorry for my father."

As he spoke, Wang Haidong's eyes turned red.

Lin Zhimo hurried forward to persuade him, but even if the little girl cried, Lin Zhimo couldn't help it, let alone the other party was a man who was almost two rounds older than himself, so Lin Zhimo just said it dryly He stopped in a word.

Fortunately, Wang Haidong is an adult after all, he felt embarrassed after crying for a while, his dark face turned purple because of his embarrassment, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, little brother, I made you laugh. "

Lin Zhimo hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, Brother Wang has revealed his true feelings, besides, is there any child in the world who doesn't miss his father, no one would laugh at Brother Wang."

Wang Haidong also felt much better when he heard the sincerity in Lin Zhimo's words, so he told Lin Zhimo the reason why he lost his composure.

It turns out that even this year, Wang Haidong didn't plan to go home to visit his old father at the very beginning. After all, he still has a wife and children in his hometown to accompany his father, and his wife is very filial to his father, so Wang Haidong feels at ease when he is away from home. .

But just a few days ago, one of Wang Haidong's workers suddenly received a call from home that his father had passed away.

There was a trace of pain in Wang Haidong's eyes, and he said to Lin Zhimo: "Little brother, do you know how he has changed in the past few days? His body was the strongest among our workers before, but after receiving the call, he began to become weaker. Jing is in a trance, can't sleep every night, and often looks at his father's photos silently crying... He is younger than me, but his hair has turned gray a lot in three days, and he seems to be old all of a sudden Like ten years old."

Wang Haidong's voice gradually became lower and lower: "Just the day before yesterday, he suddenly became dazed on the construction site. If I hadn't dragged him over, he would have fallen from the height of the tenth floor. After we persuaded him, he finally understood. Come here and drive home."

"When he left, he said to us, 'My father is gone, but I still have my mother. I don't know how much time my mother has to live, but I want to be with her as much as possible during the last part of her life. , I hope you will take some more time to go home and have a look'."

"After my coworker left, even I, who almost left half of the inner construction site, can't help it. Who doesn't have an old man?"

"When I bought the ticket that day, I thought of my old father, the scene when I was riding on his broad back to play when I was a child, and remembered a time when I had a fever in the middle of the night, my father carried me for more than ten miles to the mountain road. It’s such a long way to go to the town to see a doctor... And when I came out this time, my old father sent me to the station and told me earnestly on the platform... I call on weekdays to report good news and not bad news, but I Then why isn't the father..."

"I always feel that I am busy working and earning money for the family, so that my father can live in a spacious house and enjoy the happiness in the future... But it was not until that day that I suddenly realized that my father has been tired all his life In the end, he doesn’t care about those soft sofas in big houses. What he wants more is that I can be by his side, chatting with him in my spare time, pouring him a cup of tea when he is thirsty, and bringing him a basin of water to wash him at night foot……"

"So that day I called back and told my mother-in-law that I was going home to celebrate the New Year this year. She was crying on the other end of the phone, and my heart was heavy when I cried... She said that since my father was born in autumn, he always Counting the days until the festival, the old man said that he was counting the days and wanted to buy his grandson a gift for the New Year, but in fact he always went to look at the big tree on the hillside at the head of the village..."

"I asked my mother-in-law, 'Did daddy ask me to go home for the New Year?' She said that my daddy mentioned it once, on the day of Mid-Autumn Festival, my daddy urged her to call me to ask if my time was tight and if there was too much work on the construction site. ...I was so stupid at the time, I just said that I was very busy, and I might not be able to go back during the Chinese New Year...My mother-in-law said that after that phone call, my father never mentioned the matter of letting me go home. Said that I was promising and was busy making a lot of money outside..."

Listening to a middle-aged man like Wang Haidong babbling about missing his father, Lin Zhimo couldn't help but think of the scene when he was crying and wanting to sleep in the same bed with his father when he was a child, as if yesterday.

Lin Zhimo couldn't help crying.

Thinking of his father, Lin Zhimo's mind was suddenly filled with inspiration. He took out a paper and a brush from his pocket and wrote out a song with lyrics and music in one go. After finishing writing, the expression on Lin Zhimo's face The tears have not been wiped away.

Lin Zhimo looked up and saw Wang Haidong looking at him in embarrassment, rubbing his hands uncomfortably, seeing Lin Zhimo raised his head and said quickly: "Little brother, I'm really sorry for making you feel troublesome, I sound like a bitch of……"

Lin Zhimo held Wang Haidong's hands without waiting for him to finish speaking, and said sincerely: "Brother, I don't blame you, really. Compared to you, I don't deserve to blame you, and I'm also almost a year old Never entered the house."

Seeing that Wang Haidong was in a calm mood, Lin Zhimo shook the paper in his hand and said, "Brother, I also want to thank you. It was you who gave me the inspiration to write this song. I give it to you." Can you sing it and listen to it?"

Wang Haidong opened his eyes wide: "Write a song?"

Lin Zhimo nodded, cleared his throat, and said, "This song is called 'Go Home and Have a Look'." <When I heard this song at night, I saw my parents crying for the first time. I was completely ignorant, and I still don't quite understand the connotation of this song... Now that more than ten years have passed, Xiao Ba has gradually realized this emotion, remembering to call home and go home often.