"Jiang Chen!"
The female manager repeated the name again.
With a "rub".
Yang Mi almost jumped up from her chair. She opened the door of the conference room without looking back.
"Sister Mi, she…"
The female manager still did not know what was going on. Someone beside her said,
"Didn't you watch the news last night? Sister Mi had posted on Weibo for her senior brother, Jiang Chen!”
……
……
Horizontal Hall, Great Zhengyang Palace.
"Director, our Tangtang's stomach isn't feeling well. Can you..."
The manager, Sister Li, said apologetically.
" Alright, go ahead. She won't have any scenes in the afternoon. Let her rest. After all, Jiang Chen's business is more important, isn't it?”
The long-faced director revealed a meaningful smile.
Sister Li was stunned and immediately said in embarrassment,
"You already know?"
"Haha! It was hard not to know about the big news in the entertainment industry last night, right?”
Director Horse-Face joked,
"Look, after last night, the male actors in our production team are all suffering today.
They had been chasing Tang Yan behind her back.
However, ever since the news came out last night, they tactfully withdrew.
Jiang Chen was indeed Jiang Chen. Just the name alone made people feel powerless.”
Sister Li didn't know what to say, so she just laughed along.
" By the way," said the long-faced director," my friend has an appointment. He wants Jiang Chen to act in it. If it's possible, can you ask Tangtang to put in a good word for him?"”
"No problem. Which director is it?"”
"Kong Sheng, Director Kong." The theme was historical politics. Anyway, I'll inform you if there's any news."
"Alright, it's settled then!"”
……
At the same time.
Liu Shishi, Liu Yifei, Tong Liya, Chen Yixun, Wang Fei, and the other celebrities were all excited when they saw the news of Jiang Chen entering the mirror. Some were so happy that they cried, while some were so sad.
……
Manyuan Village, deep in the mountains.
Jiang Chen panted. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and arranged all the tributes neatly.
On the tombstone was written-Yan Shufen's tomb.
It was very simple, so simple that it could be said to be plain, just like Grandma.
Behind the tombstone was a huge mound, tightly surrounded by a few locust trees that were more than five meters tall.
The mountain wind whimpered, and the locust tree rustled like a child's cry.
The sky was gloomy, and it looked like it would rain at any moment.
They were speechless.
Jiang Chen picked up the broom beside him and swept away the accumulated dust and fallen leaves silently.
Swoosh.
Swoosh.
Swoosh.
The bamboo broom rubbed against the ground, making a " swoosh " sound. The flying dust went into Jiang Chen's nose and was sucked into his lungs.
" Cough cough cough!!!"
Jiang Chen started to cough violently when he felt the foreign object attacking him.
Her pale face instantly turned red.
Huang Lei, who was standing at the side, finally couldn't stand it anymore. He walked over with heartache.
"Let me do it!"
"It's okay, Teacher. You can rest first.”
Jiang Chen just shook his head. He was so stubborn that it made people's hearts ache.
This scene was captured by the drone above their heads, and it tugged at the heartstrings of countless people.
"Wuwuwu!"
"I can't take it anymore. I want to cry! Boss, why are you torturing yourself like this?”
"Jiang Chen looks so lonely sweeping the floor. My heart aches for him! I really want to help him."
"I can understand how Boss feels."
"The death of such a close relative is too heartbreaking. Ten years ago, I personally sent my mother away, and it took me a full ten years to recover.”
"You were once Grandma's pride! If Grandma saw you like this, wouldn't her heart ache?”
……
Outside the live broadcast room, Yang Mi, Liu Yifei, and the other women covered their mouths. Their hearts ached so much that they were about to suffocate. They could no longer hold back the tears in their eyes and completely burst out.
After sweeping the floor.
Huang Lei had already placed the incense, candles, and paper money.
Jiang Chen knelt in front of the tombstone and wiped it gently with a cloth. He looked sad, but the corners of his mouth were curled up.
This smile was uglier than crying.
"Grandma, Xiao Chen is here to see you."
"I'm sorry. I encountered something along the way, so I was delayed for a while.”
His voice became gentle, just like twenty years ago when his grandmother hugged him and told him a story.
Huang Lei stood at the side, smoking silently, one cigarette after another. He was touched beyond words.
Her grandmother's name was Yan Shufen.
After giving birth to Jiang Chen, both his parents passed away in an accident.
This strong old man first experienced the departure of his children, then resolutely supported the entire family.
In the early years, she had pawned the dowry that she had treasured for decades and the wedding ring that she had worn for decades for the sake of her family's expenses.
It was said that Grandma cried like a child in front of the pawn shop that day.
Although Jiang Chen grew up in a poor family, he didn't get into the bad habits of the poor, who liked to take advantage of others, who were snobbish, and who liked to complain.
Grandma had always tried her best to make Jiang Chen live like other children.
He had a pencil case as well.
He had sneakers as well.
It allowed him to grow up healthily in an environment where he did not feel inferior.
However, the huge hardships that had to be paid behind the scenes were unimaginable!
Especially for an old man with inconvenient legs, it was almost impossible.
After that, the days got better.
Jiang Chen grew up and joined the Beijing Film Academy. He became a famous senior and became famous all over the country. He had given his grandmother a happier life.
He thought that this happiness would continue.
Unfortunately…
"Grandma, look, I brought you your favorite chopped pepper fish.
This was made by the teacher.
In the past, you always gave in to me and let me eat. Now, no one is snatching it from you.
The ground was cold, so he ate something warm to warm up his body.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Huang Laoxie, who had always been a stern person, could no longer stand the scene in front of him. He raised his head and tried not to let his tears fall.
The people outside the live broadcast room were all in tears.
The departure of life always came unexpectedly, making people feel helpless and sad.
Sha Yi, Zhou Xun, He Jiong, and the others who had arrived late all had red eyes. Their younger sister threw herself into Tao Hong's arms and cried until her entire body trembled.
……
"We always thought that time would be waiting for us," He Jiong said with a trembling voice.
Therefore, he became unscrupulous and unrestrained, and became even more so.
However, when the real disaster arrived, it would always be destroyed.”
On this day, the mountain wind whimpered and swept the ashes of the paper money into the gray sky.
Even the air was sorrowful.
However, after that, a good rain fell.
The rain washed away the mud of the past, reviving all things and making them glow with vitality.
After the rain, the rainbow stretched across the sky. It was so beautiful that it was fascinating.
It seemed to imply a beautiful future.
He witnessed this scene.
Jiang Chen, who had been sitting in the passenger seat for a long time, seemed to have made a decision.
Finally, he picked up his phone and made a call.
"Hello, President Wang, it's me, Jiang Chen!
I…want to come back."
……
Ps: No one seemed to like this style, so there wasn't even a single flower.
Here, I sincerely apologize.
Actually, the reason why I wrote Grandma was because I wanted to write a protagonist who was sentimental. It was a hurdle, a change in emotions, from being concerned to being relieved, from childish to mature.
Just like how we deal with setbacks and the death of our loved ones.
However, my writing power is limited, so I can only write up to this point.
She had wanted to write a longer article, but she was afraid that everyone would not like it, so she had to end it hastily.
I have written a lot of entertainment articles, most of which are about daily life and humor.
Therefore, the later stages of the book will also develop in this direction. Therefore, you don't have to worry about the tone of the book. To put it simply, the more depressing the early stages are, the more joyful the later stages are.
Of course, he wouldn't deliberately make fun of her and cause her character to collapse. Please rest assured about this.
Finally, could he ask for flowers and gifts?
This was the motivation for his underlings to write.
Every day, when he saw the number of flowers in the backstage increase and people giving tips, his underling was so happy that he almost flew up. His typing speed soared!
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