Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

It is a summer night, the breeze is blowing coolly, the moon in the sky is very round and bright, and dotted with a few shining stars, the entire plateau looks quiet and solemn.

The two chatted without saying a word.

At this time, two girls climbed up from the path beside the yard, Yu Tongtong was also carrying a guitar.

"Dad, fulfill your promise and sing." The speaker was Feng Pei's daughter, Xiaoxuan.

Feng Pei chuckled, took the guitar, plucked the strings twice under the moonlight, got familiar with it, and then said, "Then I'll play the song "The Story of Time" written by your Uncle Yu."

After saying that, he started playing and singing.

spring flowers bloom

autumn wind

and the setting sun in winter

melancholy youth

When I was young, I thought so ignorantly

Windmills in the Four Seasons

In the song of reincarnation, it flows every day

In the poems of romantic romance

I am growing every year

Yu Dongqing listened quietly.

Maybe because I haven't played for a long time, my fingering is a bit rusty, but my voice is still good.

After the song was played, Xiaoxuan clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Dad, you sang so beautifully. Let's sing another one."

Feng Pei got a little excited after drinking some wine today and said: "What dad is best at is not singing pop songs, but our Qinbei folk songs. Dad will sing a section for you."

After speaking, he stood up and sang loudly to the col on the opposite side.

Mention (a) family to be famous

Lives in Sansanlipu Village, Suide

The fourth sister loves to see (the) third brother

He is my soulmate

Thirty-mile shop comes from the main road

The theater building was demolished to build a road

The third brother is 19 this year

We didn’t have enough for both of us

The singing is melodious, the rhythm is slow, and the sound echoes in the mountains.

Northern Qin folk song "Orchid Flower".

Yu Dongqing remembers that when he first entered college, the National Day class performed a program, and Feng Pei shocked everyone with his song "Orchid Flower".

More than ten years have passed, and now it sounds like I'm back in college.

After Feng Pei finished singing, Yu Dongqing smiled and said: "It's a good song, the sword is not old yet."

"Haha, now that I am useless, I smoke and drink again, and my voice is far worse than before." Feng Pei humbly said: "We have many voices like mine here. I have a student who sings folk songs very well!"

"You're a student?"

"Yes, I took care of him before. This kid was naughty and his academic performance was poor and he didn't even pass the high school entrance examination. But he had a very good voice with clear timbre and was particularly good at singing Qinbei folk songs."

"Really? Where is he now?" Yu Dongqing suddenly became interested.

"I work in a brick factory in town. I'll take you there tomorrow to see if there are any future prospects. It would be a pity to spend your whole life moving bricks."

"Okay, let's go take a look tomorrow."

After getting up and having breakfast the next morning, Feng Pei drove Yu Dongqing to a brick factory in the town.

In Qinbei, it is quite cool in the morning and evening in summer, but it immediately becomes hot as soon as the sun comes out.

Zhang Bao, wearing a vest and a safety helmet, was pushing a tricycle. His job was to move the formed hollow bricks to the kiln for firing.

After graduating from junior high school, he wandered around at home doing nothing for a year, and then came to work in this brick factory. He worked there for three years. The boy who used to be fair-skinned was now tanned and unkempt all day long, but he had already Don't care about this.

The family's economic conditions were poor, and his father was not in good health, so after graduating from junior high school, he did not choose to work outside like other people, but worked right in front of his house.

But the salary is quite high. He can earn more than 200 yuan a day. Nowadays, young people like him are looking for easy jobs. Who wants to suffer like this?

The boss couldn't find young workers, so he was the youngest in the brick factory.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead and looked up at the scorching sun, knowing that today would be another tough day.

He hates summer, it's too hot. Although it’s better to watch it when it’s colder in winter than to work in temperatures close to 40 degrees Celsius.

Sigh. I am suffering from this. If I had known better, I would have listened to the teacher and studied hard.

Zhang Bao remembered that when he was in junior high school, his head teacher, Teacher Feng, earnestly advised him to study hard:

"You are quite smart, why don't you focus on your studies? All you do is play all day long, and you skip classes every now and then. If you can't even pass the high school exam, what can you do? Either go to farm, go to a factory to tighten screws, or Just go to the construction site and move bricks!”

Sure enough, the teacher was right, and he moved bricks in the brick factory!

So now he never dares to go to school, and even avoids Teacher Feng from afar.

Born with a good voice, Zhang Bao dreamed of being a singer. Unfortunately, he didn't receive any special training. He could go to a card club to sing. But if he really wanted to become a professional, he was immediately put back to his original form. If he wanted to train himself, he would have to pay for it.

How can you have so much money?

And what I am best at is not pop songs but folk songs! Now, who would listen to the dregs of this land?

Forget it, stop thinking about it and move bricks.

Zhang Bao was hunched over and pulling a cart of bricks towards the brick kiln. Suddenly he saw two middle-aged men walking from outside the brick factory. One of them was Teacher Feng. No, he was now Principal Feng.

"Principal Feng"

"Principal Feng"

All the workers in the brick factory knew him and greeted him warmly. Even the owner of the brick factory came out of the air-conditioned room, holding a box of soft Chinese and greeted him with a smile: "Principal Feng, is it a holiday? Why do you have time to come to the brick factory today? Want to repair a house?”

"No, I came to see him for something." Feng Pei took the cigarette handed over and pointed at Zhang Bao who was pulling bricks and replied.

"Zhang Bao, your teacher is here for you!" the brick factory owner shouted loudly, and offered a cigarette to Yu Dongqing next to him. Yu Dongqing declined with a smile.

When Zhang Bao saw Principal Feng coming, he pretended not to notice and wanted to pull Brick away quickly. Unexpectedly, the boss called him over, so he had to put down the car and walked over.

"Hello, Principal Feng." Zhang Bao greeted honestly.

"Come on, let me go out and have a word with you." Feng Pei said, turned around and walked outside the brick factory. Zhang Bao was a little confused but didn't dare to ask, so he followed behind.

He looked at the middle-aged man who came with Feng Pei, and suddenly felt as if he had seen him somewhere.

Suddenly he remembered:

Brother-in-law, Yu Dongqing!

I've seen it on TV and listened to the songs he sings. Although his voice is weird, it's very nice.

Why did he come here?

What's the relationship with Teacher Feng?

"Teacher Yu," Zhang Bao finally summoned up the courage to imitate others and called out: "The songs you write are so beautiful, and the songs you sing are also beautiful."

"Your teacher Feng's singing is not as good as yours." Yu Dongqing smiled.

Teacher Feng can sing?

I've never heard him sing!

Zhang Bao was surprised but did not dare to ask any more questions. He obediently followed Feng Pei to a secluded area not far from the brick factory. On the opposite mountain were large patches of pink buckwheat that were blooming.

"Zhang Bao, you sing a Qinbei folk song like Xin Tianyou for Teacher Yu." Feng Pei then turned around and said to Zhang Bao.

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