The Spring Festival should be jubilant, but Tong Yue's heart has a feeling that is difficult to tell. She wants to help Ouyang Zhiying, just like Ouyang Zhiying once wanted to help her live.

Tong Yue always felt that she was too small, she didn't understand, why can this be?

I just want to beg Yao Jiali to accept her younger brother as a student, is this thing difficult? It's just a matter of one sentence.

Tong Yue also doesn't understand why people in the entertainment industry are all unwilling to help Ouyang Zhiying?

He has dreams, he just wants to perform, he just wants to do what he likes, as the second sister, Ouyang Liangying, why can't she help him?

"Sister, don't be sad, she likes to accept it or not, let's go!"

Ouyang Zhiying got up from the sofa, he took Tong Yue's hand and walked out the door.

Tong Yue was a little unconvinced, and was dragged by Ouyang Zhiying and left.

Seeing this, Zhuo Qinfeng pulled a cold face, like an iceberg, and pushed Yao Jiali's office, Zhuo Qinfeng stood in front of the desk, raised his eyes, and glared at Yao Jiali as if he had a deep hatred.

Yao Jiali was busy with some things, she didn't have time to look up, her eyes were looking at the computer, wearing reading glasses, dragging a stack of materials in her hand, and her mouth said unhurriedly: "Why are you back again? What quality? There are no rules at all, neither the second generation of stars, nor the second generation of riches, let alone the second generation of officials, want to have obvious dreams? Do you think it's possible? Go back! Persuade your brother——"

"What were you back then?"

Who?

When Yao Jiali heard this, she raised her head suddenly, and when she saw that it was Zhuo Qinfeng, she looked dazed and at a loss.

"Qin Feng, why are you?"

Yao Jiali had some surprises, some excitement, and more confusion.

She didn't know what her son Zhuo Qinfeng's expression meant, and she didn't know what her son meant by asking?

Zhuo Qinfeng sneered, glared at her coldly, and said, "What do you mean?"

What does that mean?

Yao Jiali didn't understand what Zhuo Qinfeng meant at all.

"Qin Feng, what did you say?"

Yao Jiali was smiling, looking as docile and virtuous as on the stage.

Zhuo Qinfeng didn't like her expression the most, he was tired of watching it, on TV and on his mobile phone, he had been watching it for more than 20 years.

Every time he hated her, Zhuo Qinfeng would always search for news of Yao Jiali.

But every time, Yao Jiali is all the same smiling face.

Zhuo Qinfeng was disgusted with her.

"Yao Jiali, what did I say? Don't you know? Are you the second generation of rich, the second generation of officials, or the second generation of stars?"

Zhuo Qinfeng asked directly.

Yao Jiali is still smiling, her smile is professional, almost to the point of perfection.

Zhuo Qinfeng's dislike for her was like seeing a fly.

"Qin Feng, I'm your mother, you should call me mother, not Yao Jiali directly-"

"Are you worthy?"

Before Yao Jiali's words fell, Zhuo Qinfeng asked rhetorically, in a cold tone.

The professional smile on Yao Jiali's face disappeared in an instant.

Her brows furrowed, and she said, "Qin Feng, if there is anything, let's talk about it directly." ”

"Answer my question directly! Are you the second generation of rich? Are you the second generation of officials? Are you the second generation of stars?"

After finishing, Zhuo Qinfeng sneered and looked at her.

Yao Jiali seemed to remember, she seemed to have said Ouyang Zhiying just now, and said that he was not the second generation of rich, not the second generation of officials, and not the second generation of stars. It turns out that his son Zhuo Qinfeng is here for Ouyang Zhiying?

"Qin Feng, that's the case, about that Ouyang Zhiying, he is not an artist, he has no quality in this regard, but he is like a gangster. ”

Yao Jiali finally told the truth.

Zhuo Qinfeng lowered his head, thought for a moment, and pondered her words.

What do you mean?

Is it no talent, or is it no artistic cell?

If so, then it really doesn't fit.

"To be more specific, what do you mean by quality?"

Zhuo Qinfeng still has to figure out the truth of the problem.

Yao Jiali smiled and replied, "This kid, no one taught him, he speaks vulgarly, and his wording is vulgar—"

"Are there any artistic cells?"

Zhuo Qinfeng didn't want to hear these useless things from her.

He asked a most direct question.

Zhuo Qinfeng thought about it for a while, and originally planned to ask the next question, but forget it.

Yao Jiali listened to his question, stunned for a moment, and then, her voice became low, and she replied: "There are artistic cells, but Ouyang Zhiying is a person-"

"Take him!"

Zhuo Qinfeng dropped a sentence, turned around and left, and didn't look back.

Yao Jiali shook her head and smiled bitterly, what kind of crime did she commit, her son could yell at her, and she herself felt willing.

This boy with a casual personality, a rough boy, a child from a poor family, do you want to take him as an apprentice?

Yao Jiali leaned back on the office chair and sighed.

Looking up, I looked at the ceiling.

For a long time –

Yao Jiali picked up her mobile phone and dialed Tong Yue's phone.

——

Ouyang Zhiying and Tong Yue left Yao Jiali's villa, very disappointed, Ouyang Zhiying was disappointed, Tong Yue was even more disappointed, she didn't expect Yao Jiali to look down on Ouyang Zhiying, Tong Yue always felt that she was Zhuo Qinfeng's aunt, at least she should have some face.

Yao Jiali doesn't appreciate it at all?

Ouyang Zhiying slumped in the back seat as if he had been hit.

Ouyang Zhiying sighed. Tong Yue looked back at him while driving.

still comforted: "Ouyang Zhiying, let's do it, my sister promised you that she would definitely help you find a star to take you as an apprentice, okay?"

"Sister, thank you, I know, you don't know other celebrities. I think I'd better listen to my mom. ”

"Ouyang Zhiying, don't give up, no matter what, my sister will support you-"

"Jingle bell—"

A bell rang.

Tong Yue was driving and was too lazy to take care of it.

When it was over, the phone rang again.

Ouyang Zhiying was a little irritable, he got up from the back seat, stretched out his hand, picked up the mobile phone in Tong Yue's pocket, and looked, Yao Jiali!

Ouyang Zhiying immediately connected the phone.

He carefully took it to Tong Yue and listened.

"Tong Yue, send Ouyang Zhiying over tomorrow to try. Boy, he should be a gentleman, don't scold people at every turn, say that people are fat, or something, if he still can't get rid of the old habit of seeing people and hurting people, get out!"

After Yao Jiali finished speaking, she hung up the phone directly.

Tong Yue didn't have time to say thank you.

She was stunned, looked at her phone, and asked for a long time, "Ouyang Zhiying, what did Yao Jiali say just now?"

"Sister, I heard you, Yao Jiali said, next week, go to class. ”

"Ahh

Tong Yue shouted loudly.

Then he slammed on the accelerator, and the car slipped back home.

Tong Yue got out of the car excitedly and found that Ouyang Zhiying had already run into the house.

Ouyang Zhiying rushed to Mrs. Ouyang's side and plunged into her arms.

"Mom! Yao Jiali admitted me. ”

"Really?!Great, it must be your sister's fault, right?"

Tong Yue also came in, stood aside, shook his head, smiled, and said, "Auntie, the students admitted by Yao Jiali, first, must have talent and artistic cells, and second, they must be gentlemen." It's all Ouyang Zhiying's good performance. ”

Mrs. Ouyang understood when she heard this, she immediately smiled, stood up, pulled Tong Yue, and walked to the room.

Mrs. Ouyang closed the door and hurriedly grabbed Tong Yue's shoulder.

"Tong Yue, my good niece, help me!"

What do you mean?

Tong Yue was confused.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?

Tong Yue didn't understand, and she also had some worries.

The usual aunt, not like this.

Mrs. Ouyang let go of Tong Yue's shoulder, her face was sad, and she walked to the closet.

He opened the closet door, took a piece of paper, and handed it to Tong Yue.

Tong Yue took the paper and looked at it carefully.

Hardly believing their eyes.

What is it?

Terminal lung cancer? Isn't that like his story?

Why did it become a reality?

"Auntie, no, you have to be hospitalized and treated, I don't want you to hide it like this, let your family know!"

"Tong Yue, don't, family, now it's only you and Ouyang Zhiying, as for Ouyang Zhiying's father, don't mention it, as for Ouyang Liangying, she doesn't want to recognize her family, Ouyang Zhiying's study is very difficult, don't affect his learning. ”

Mrs. Ouyang was always so considerate of them.

Tong Yue finally understood that she must be like her mother.

Otherwise, why is it always reassuring to see that your family is not doing well?

Tong Yue cried all of a sudden and hugged her aunt.

"Auntie, no, we just met, are you leaving?"

Mrs. Ouyang comforted Tong Yue instead, saying, "Tong Yue, I have nothing to do with it, and I don't have anything to be nostalgic for, but there is one thing I lied about." ”

Tong Yue slowly let go of her.

Puzzled.

"Auntie, what did you say?"

Tong Yue looked at her with a questioning face.

Mrs. Ouyang smiled bitterly, moved a stool, sat down for Tong Yue, and sat down herself.

Mrs. Ouyang looked at her, smiled, and said, "Tong Yue, do you remember the story I told you?"

Tale?

Mrs. Ouyang did tell her a story. The story of a little Jing and her cousin.

Could it be that it has something to do with this story?

Tong Yue listened carefully.

Waiting for Mrs. Ouyang's answer.

"Auntie, I remember that my cousin is gone, and my cousin's adoptive parents are gone. ”

Tong Yue explained.

Retelling her story.

Mrs. Ouyang smiled and replied, "Tong Yue, this is just a story, in fact, in this world, how can there be such a good woman as Xiao Jing? In real life, is there really such a person as Xiao Jing? She would be so kind to take care of the terminally ill mother of a man who is pestering her? Impossible." ”

Tong Yue recalled that the story told by Mrs. Ouyang was indeed like this, after Xiao Jing knew that the rose was given by her cousin silently, and after knowing that he died, she took the initiative to take care of her silent adoptive mother.