5. Zhan Yanfei's extra: I'm a kid (Part 2)...

"I'll go to my aunt's house tonight, by the river, let's go together."

Zhan Yanfei came to his senses. The cleaning was about to end. The teacher let it go. The little sisters cheered and packed up their things to retreat. Shen Qing, who had a good relationship with her, came over and pulled her and invited her home together.

"Where is your aunt's house?"

"It's only five minutes before the community you're walking around," Shen Qing said, his shoulders drooping, and he added in frustration, "The little ancestor of my aunt's family has been so annoying to me recently, as annoying as adults and children."

Everyone likes to look for Zhan Yanfei when complaining. She is always peaceful. She has dimples on her face when she smiles, and she looks kind and warm. Even the comments she makes are all comforting nonsense, but it is really important to make the other person feel comfortable.

So she smiled slightly and continued to ask, "What's wrong? She's so angry."

Shen Qing looked arrogant and arrogant, raised his head, stretched his neck long, glanced under his eyes, and pointed his nostrils at Zhan Yanfei, and his butt was sticking out when he walked.

"See, this is the current virtue of my little cousin. No one can interfere when the whole family eats together. I just listen to my aunt and uncle praising his son there, spitting everywhere, and talking nonstop for an hour. I wish I could write a few big words "People's Artist" with my brush and put it on the forehead of the little ancestor and stuff it into the Buddha niche for three incense sticks a day!"

Shen Qing spoke very quickly. Zhan Yanfei couldn't straighten his waist because of her quick words. Finally, he remembered to ask, "But what is he trying to do?"

"It makes people laugh," Shen Qing also laughed, "The Young People's Palace reported the performance and he was selected as the lead singer of the Children's Choir. You also know that when the Children's Choir sings, the boys' voices are like eunuchs. Not only boys, but after training, all the children, regardless of male or female voices, were printed in the same mold, and the whole mass sales style. What's so crazy? I really think that they have a bright future? Our small city, small broken youth palace, what's the point of saying, my uncle also talks about the literary and artistic circles--I'm bah!"

Shen Qing was still venting his anger like a cannon, but Zhan Yanfei was distracted. The words "prosperity" and "literary and artistic circle" were like magnets, firmly adsorbing the memories of iron filings scattered all over the ground, and pieced together the heavy past.

"This child is a good seedling with a bright future. The provincial literary and artistic circle is always famous, and all the children know her!"

They both knew Xiaoyanzi once, but they forgot later.

Zhan Yanfei has never been as arrogant as Shen Qing performed. She remembered that her father praised her, "In the impetuous circle, we must be not arrogant or impatient" - but her father could not let her mother practice this. Zhan Yanfei didn't know whether other relatives in her family had once whispered behind her back like Shen Qing at this moment, "Hate others who laughed at others" behind her back. Her catchphrase-like "Our Yanyan..." shattered the hearts of many innocent children, she would never know.

When I grew up, I read magazines and wrote in the column of strange stories that whenever I walked down from the stage where tens of thousands of people cheered and screamed, the lights went out, and the audience left the venue, I needed to inject sedatives to calm my mood. She didn't know how credible this matter was, but she could understand it - she was surrounded by so many people, as if she was standing in the center of the world, worshipped as a god, and if it was herself, she would still need a sedative.

She also needs to. It is not to inject herself, but to a mother who cannot accept the fact that her daughter can never appear on the screen again.

Sometimes she would think a lot. Is her mother proud of her or simply likes to be told to "Look, that's Xiaoyanzi, that's Xiaoyanzi's parents" after the performance? She dared not think deeper. As a child, she never has the right to speculate on the depth and motivation of maternal love.

"Zhan Yanfei?"

She came to her senses and was a little embarrassed, not knowing where Shen Qing had already said.

"I was a little dizzy just now," she explained randomly.

"Oh, is it okay?" Shen Qing came over in fuss. She waved her hands repeatedly and said that it was okay and it was already done.

"You're dizzy, I haven't told you yet. Actually, my aunt's ancestors can lead the singing, thanks to the flattery of Teacher Young Palace. My uncle is not an agent for Amway products. I don't know how much it cost to provide Amway Nutrilite to the choir. Once, when I had dinner, my aunt came back for a long time, so we sat there chatting and waiting. When we came back, we realized that their teacher Zheng was dizzy and went to my aunt's hospital for CT. It didn't cost money..."

Zhan Yanfei's fingers were a little cold. In this small northern town, the autumn wind at the end of October was already a bit cold wintery. She tightened her clothes and made an echoing comment while Shen Qing was breathing and resting, "It's really dark. But it's also your aunt and uncle who is happy to offer sacrifices."

"That's not it!" Shen Qing received support and immediately began to list the dark side of the Youth Palace that she knew. Zhan Yanfei lowered his head and smiled, and the corners of his mouth drooped a little while smiling.

I don’t know if this teacher Zheng is that teacher Zheng.

"How many other Teacher Zheng can be there in the Youth Palace?!"

As if I looked up, I could still see the old man in the mail room, frowning his eyebrows and asking sarcastically.

After the first performance, Zheng Boqing left her contact information and told Zhan Yanfei's father that "if you want the child to have a future, you can leave it to her."

Her blood was so excited that she didn't go to the show. She dialed the other party's phone number, a little restrained and nagging. The cold voice on the other end of the phone made her unable to maintain the fake smile on her face for a while. After hanging up the phone, she cursed for half an hour, but she still pulled her to visit the Children's Palace.

I just don’t know the other party’s real name, nor do I know the department, but only know that my surname is Zheng, and I am a female teacher. I accompanied the smile and asked the guardian “Is there a female teacher named Zheng in our Youth Palace”, and I only got the old man’s eyes rolled.

How many other Teacher Zheng can be found in the Youth Palace?!

Zhan Yanfei didn't understand these complicated tone and asked timidly, "How many are there?"

The old man laughed loudly when he heard the sound, looking much more kind than before.

"Silly girl..." He raised his head and signaled to Zhan Yanfei's mother, and then changed to that impatient expression and said, "The office at the stairs on the second floor."

My mother was so angry that she didn't thank her, she pulled Zhan Yanfei and turned around and left.

The sound of "Please come in" behind the door reminded Zhan Yanfei of the voice of the owner's cold and frosty face.

After explaining the purpose of the trip, Zheng Boqing was not vague and put the choir hosting musical instrument tutoring and other projects in front of Zhan Yanfei's mother, "This is all basic courses, for the good of the children. If the basic skills are not solid, there will be no great development."

My mother was stunned by being frightened and nodded, but was embarrassed by the charges behind these so-called quality training courses. She was hesitating whether to make "education investment", but she heard Zhan Yanfei naively ask, "Teacher, what is great development?"

The mother hit her hand and asked her to shut up. Zheng Boqing bent the corner of her mouth and put on a perfunctory smile, as if she was too lazy to answer such obvious questions that only children don't understand.

Many years later, Zhan Yanfei couldn't even be sure whether she had really asked this question. This was her initial question and the final outcome.

Adults are all big liars.

But they will not admit this. They will say that without "big development", it is not their deception. If you want to blame, you will blame yourself for not that material.

When my mother returned home and closed the door with her father, she discussed it for a long time. There was a quarrel between them three or four times. Finally, she was very determined and spent money to get Zhan Yanfei to the hosting class.

From standing posture, expression to pronunciation and tone, speed and sense of speech, Zhan Yanfei could never learn the exaggerated ups and downs. Although the teacher in the teaching class thought that the tone was "vibrant and emotional". She was too young and no one asked her to read the long-term conjunction of long-term words, she was happy to sit down and watch the half-aged children eager to try. However, her good luck during that period could not be stopped. The TV station came to choose the host of the "Little Red Riding Hood" program, and she became the lucky one. The reason was very simple. They wanted a four or five-year-old child, and she was exactly five years old. Only she was.

It was not until I was in junior high school that one day I explained new words in Chinese class. She sucked a word and felt it was very familiar to read it. She suddenly remembered that when she was five years old, what was the word the director said with a smile when she was about her silly performance.

Unsalted jade.

Unfortunately, she didn't even know that people were praising her at that time, otherwise she wouldn't feel inferior because she couldn't shake her head and pretend to be innocent and lively like the other two little hosts.

Zhang Ailing said that you should become famous as soon as possible.

If you come too late, happiness is not that happy.

Zhan Yanfei was a little regretful.

It can't be too early either.

I have long since I didn’t understand what fame and fortune are, so I have no way to be happy.

She is a regular guest on the TV station. When she comes in and out, the aunt in the mail room will nod and greet her mother. At that time, her mother's waist was always straight. She was a topical figure at the dinner table during family gatherings. When she was having dinner in the restaurant, there was always karaoke in the private room. Adults would make her take a microphone to host the dinner and sing to cheer her up. She had a schedule at a young age. Every Thursday afternoon, the TV station recorded programs, various performances, and the rehearsals of the evening party were lined up. On Fridays and Saturdays, she had to go to the Children's Palace to study hosting and reciting on time...

When everyone praised her, it seemed that only Zheng Boqing did not give her a particularly good face. She was still cold and treated equally, and occasionally smiled strangely. Every time she participated in any event, Zheng Boqing would always be asked to talk alone, telling her not to hunch her back, not to speak too fast, do not wipe her nose and bang her bangs after being stuck, and do not blink too often...

She said something, and Zhan Yanfei nodded and corrected obediently.

The greatest happiness is not to become a famous child star. But one day, Teacher Zheng said lightly, "It's okay, but he still listens to the words, but he has changed them and has no pride."

She was thrilled all day.

Sometimes I face criticism and hear other parents and children say that she is not capable because, "It's all going through the back door!"

I walked into the TV station by the back door, entered the Affiliated Primary School of Normal University by the back door, and became the squadron leader by the back door...

She felt very wronged and wanted to argue with others, but she relied on herself. When she thought about it, it didn't seem like a bad thing to be able to get through the back door. It was quite honorable, so she just let them continue to misunderstand.

Jealousy is all about jealousy. Zhan Yanfei straightened his back as he imitated his mother.

She grew up and gradually realized the happiness that fame brought to herself. Compared to the audience who disappeared after the show, the surrounding and admiration of the classmates in the class was real, visible and touching, and surrounded by them at any time. Zhan Yanfei kept in mind his father's teachings, was not arrogant or impatient, did not bully others with power, and even overdoing the ground, and was a little good-looking. She used a modest tone of "no big deal" to tell the interesting things that happened on the TV station. Halfway through class, she was called out by the brigade counselor to assign activities during the baptism of a group of classmates, loved by everyone and talked about by everyone.

However, Zhan Yanfei, who had grown up, rarely recalled this wonderful time.

Because she knows the ending. Just like watching a movie, if the audience sees the protagonist's glory and pride in the middle of the movie, they will know that at two-thirds of the time, this guy is about to be in trouble, so as to give up and suppress it first and welcome the reversal ending of the ending.

Zhan Yanfei couldn't recall it, and that happiness was suppressed by the unbearable future.

Time is like two sides of a bookmark. If she wants to avoid pain, she must first throw away happiness.

"By the way, the senior who passed the Fudan school last year was going to come back to hold an experience introduction meeting in the auditorium. Are you going to listen? This Saturday."

Shen Qing didn't know when he had finished condemning his cousin and turned to the next topic.

"I really didn't expect that there were people in our school who were admitted to Fudan University." Zhan Yanfei sighed.

"What's unexpected? Even a school like Zhenhua is so awesome, there are students who only go to the third-country colleges in this province. Is the king, prince, general and minister?" Shen Qing raised his head and printed it out in the same mold as his cousin.

Zhan Yanfei suddenly became stunned.

When she graduated from elementary school, at the last ceremony, she and her classmate Yu Zhouzhou hugged and said goodbye in the backstage.

None of them was able to enter a good school like Normal University Affiliated High School or No. 8 Middle School, and they were able to return to their original homes, or to their original form.

She said to the other party with regret that it would be a pity that you wouldn't go to the Affiliated High School of Normal University.

Yu Zhouzhou is such a smart and dazzling girl.

Yu Zhouzhou, who always had wonderful ideas, looked at her and shook her head, "What's the pity?"

She will always remember the bright eyes of the girl in front of her, and there seemed to be two clusters of eager flames inside, full of hope that she couldn't understand.

"It's not only students from the Affiliated High School of Normal University that have a promising potential. What's so great about it?"

Zhan Yanfei felt sad, and then patted her on the shoulder and said, "I believe in you."

The little swallow has already restrained her wings and calmed down, but she still has the dream of others not giving up on flying. She regrets that she has experienced a cold cycle of worldly reincarnation before she has burned her passion.

Zhan Yanfei's childhood is really too cruel.

I still remember that in her most thrilling years, I sat side by side with Yu Zhouzhou in the back of the big stage of the provincial exhibition hall waiting to speak on behalf of the Young Pioneers in the province. The girl suddenly asked her, Zhan Yanfei, what do you want to do when you grow up?

She asked a question that no one had asked herself.

Everyone often omits the inquiry steps and smiles directly and says that Xiaoyanzi will definitely be able to join CCTV when she grows up, become a big star, and be able to appear on the Spring Festival Gala in the future!

Just as Teacher Zheng said, great development.

Zhan Yanfei herself has never thought about it. After all, she is a child with a little restrained pride and an unexposed vanity. She likes to stand with the provincial comedians and singers, and likes the high-ranking leaders who are in the eyes of others to shake hands with her and be kind and kind. She has not planned to do more so-called ideals.

She grew up and her tentacles gradually extended to the whole country. The Youth Foundation, the National Youth Student Union... She has a titled position as a secretary-general among these organizations that don’t know what she is doing - of course, there are many secretary-generals.
To be continued...