Roaming in the world of film and television

In the 1990s, there was a jingle that divided people in society into ten classes.

...

Anyway, in the pyramid structure of the 1980s and 1990s, the profession of a teacher was higher than that of a farmer.

Qiao Yicheng went to a teacher training college that didn't have to pay tuition fees. After graduation, his way out was basically to become a teacher in primary and secondary schools. And when Wen Xue left Nanjing with Wen Ju'an, he had not yet graduated from university, so he took it for granted that Qiao Yicheng had become a teacher.

The quarrel in the bedroom suddenly stopped, and with the creak of the door opening, He Jiangsheng came out with a strong disdain on his face.

"Ji'an, go, get out of here with Dad."

He Jiangsheng saw that the man with glasses and the matchmaker had left, and without saying much, he pulled Wen Ju'an and walked outside.

Wen Xue chased out from inside, and shouted to stop the two of them: "Wen Ju'an, stop, I won't let you go with him."

Lin Yue sneered and said, "Wen Ju'an is already an adult, it's her right to leave or not."

Wen Xue said angrily: "If you leave today, you will never enter this house again."

Wen Ju'an subconsciously stopped and looked at her for help.

"Ji An, don't ask her. You have grown up and can live the life you want." He Jiangsheng said while taking out a bunch of keys from his pocket: "This is the house that Dad bought for you in Sanyuanqiao The keys, furniture, home appliances and so on are all ready, as long as you want, you can move in immediately."

Wen Ju'an stared blankly at the bunch of keys in front of him.

Wen Xue was also very surprised. She always thought that Jiang Sheng dressed up like this on purpose to meet Wen Ju'an, because from her point of view, she always felt that such a useless person would never turn over, but now, he actually bought it. A house in Sanyuanqiao?

She didn't think it was a big talk, because He Jiangsheng would never deceive Wen Ju'an.

"Stop!"

It wasn't until He Jiangsheng walked out the door holding his daughter's hand that Wen Xue realized that she was about to chase after her, but she was blocked by Lin Yue.

"Wen Xue, if you are dissatisfied, you can ask a lawyer to talk to me. Mr. He is usually very busy and has no time to deal with these trivial matters."

After saying this, he took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over.

Wen Xue didn't answer.

He didn't get angry either, he smiled slightly, retracted his two fingers, let the business card fall on the ground, turned around and walked away while closing the door.

Boom~

The door closes.

Wen Xue stood there in a daze for a while, then slowly bent down to pick up the business card on the ground.

There are no fancy decorations, and a person's name "Qiao Yicheng" is written in white characters on a black background, and below it is a group of CCTV Social News Department.

Instead of being a teacher, he became a reporter, or a CCTV reporter?

Now Wenxue figured out why He Jiangsheng was mocking when her name was Qiao Yicheng.

He is a CCTV reporter.

The TV stations in the 90s can be said to be the most popular ones. After all, there are not many entertainment items. Most people grew up with the company of TV programs, and CCTV... is definitely on the top of the pyramid. a part of.

The point is that she is also a reporter herself, but she is a reporter for a newspaper.

...

Lin Yue didn't bother He Jiangsheng and Wen Ju'an's reunion time. After having lunch together, he went back to work at the TV station. At about five o'clock, he received a call from Wei Shufen, tactfully asking him to leave Nanjing without saying a word. s reason.

For this second aunt, he still had a good impression, so he had a serious chat, and "casually" mentioned a few things about finding Wen Ju'an, so the smart second aunt understood, and told him to work hard and come back when he had time. He went to Nanjing and said that Qiao Qiqi missed him very much, so he hung up the phone after he finished.

Goodbye Wen Ju'an, three days later.

It was she who took the initiative to call the office and ask him out to meet.

Looking from the overpass, one car after another passed by. At that time, there were not many private cars in Beijing. The yellow-faced and black Santana occasionally drove on the road, and the conductor on the bus would have a cold face. Pass the receipt to those who need it.

Lin Yue said, "Do you know why I asked you to come here?"

Wen Ju'an shook her head, today she is wearing a plaid dress, and under her feet are the sandals that He Jiangsheng bought for her --- a pair of Chanel high-heeled sandals brought back from abroad. To be honest, they don't match her skirt. , but she looked happy.

"Five years ago, we made an appointment to meet here, but you didn't come..."

"..."

Wen Ju'an was silent for a long time before saying: "My mother came back earlier than usual that day, I...I didn't find a suitable reason."

"Did you not find a suitable reason, or did you not know how to face me? Simply gave up?"

"..."

This sentence seemed to speak to Wen Ju'an's mind, and she was speechless.

Lin Yue turned his head, put his arms on the railing of the overpass, looked at the night slowly enveloping the earth in the distance, and said, "Do you still remember the old city walls of Nanjing?"

"Remember."

"Don't you think today's sunset is a bit like that day?"

In Qiao Yicheng's memory, there is a very clear picture. One day seven years ago, he was walking on the warm bluestone road with barefoot Wen Ju'an in the face of the red clouds all over the sky. The sunset is getting longer and longer.

Knowing which day he was talking about, Wen Ju'an took a look at the sandals inlaid with pink diamonds on his feet, took a step forward, and looked at the afterglow of the setting sun in the same posture as him.

"Brother Yicheng, I'm sorry."

"You don't need to apologize." Lin Yue said: "I remember you said that you want a place where you are free, unconstrained, and always have a place to melt away the hustle and bustle. Now, you have a small home that belongs only to you gone."

"But..." She turned to look at him: "I can no longer find the big tree from before."

"Because when you grow up, you can't always stay in the shade of trees. Like those little flowers and grasses, they will wither." Lin Yue lifted the bag hanging on his shoulder, turned and walked towards the exit: "It's not early Now, let's go back, your dad is still waiting. It's not easy for him to go back to the country, and today is because of you, so spend more time with him."

"Brother Yicheng."

Wen Ju'an yelled loudly from behind, and the passers-by looked over one after another, even the girl in red riding a bicycle under the overpass glanced overhead.

Lin Yue looked back at her.

"In the future, can I go to the TV station to find you?"

"sure."

Lin Yue smiled at her: "But only when I'm not out on the job."

After saying this, he waved his hand and left.

With his hands behind his back, Wen Ju'an watched him go down the stairs, merge into the northbound flow of people, and disappear at the intersection in front of him, before walking towards He Jiangsheng's parking place.

This time, Lin Yue knew why Qiao Yicheng couldn't forget Wen Ju'an. The rebellious girl gave him a different kind of stimulation.

He is the eldest of the Qiao family. His mother passed away early, his father didn't care about the family, and he had a younger brother and two younger sisters to take care of. He had no right to rebel at all.

...

a month later.

Nanjing, Sun Xiaomo's house.

The hostess on the TV said goodbye to the audience friends in front of the TV with a smile on her face. In the slowly dimming screen, the names of the staff members flashed quickly.

Finally, Sun Xiaomo saw the words "Qiao Yicheng" in the column of editorial staff.

"Little Mo, Xiao Mo."

Sun Liyun knocked on the table.

"mom?"

"Han Qian is leaving."

"oh."

Sun Xiaomo looked at the woman sitting on the single sofa, and was about to get up to see her off.

"Xiao Mo, sit down, sit down, you have just given birth for a few days, and your body has not fully recovered, so you need to rest more. Don't worry about work, you and I are here, Miss Song." Han Qian instructed road.

"I know Miss Han."

Sun Xiaomo said: "Then Mom, help me see off Miss Han."

Sun Liyun nodded, and glanced at the gifts piled up on the table in the restaurant. Black-bone chicken, donkey-hide gelatin, sea cucumber... are all expensive supplements. I don't know the origin of this Han Qian, who spends so much money and takes special care of her daughter. She comes to visit her every three days and says she wants to recognize the little guy as her godson.

"Xiao Han, don't be so rude when you come back next time. You haven't finished eating the pig's trotters and liver you bought last time."

"Hey, that's cool."

She said that every time, but she didn't do it every time.

Sun Xiaomo didn't care about the conversation between the two, or she didn't put her heart on the matter of seeing off the guests at all. She looked at the TV screen and whispered: "Qiao Yicheng, you actually ran to Beijing to avoid me."