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1163 thank you

“It's like I'm reminded of Heather and Alex.”

Anne said firmly, but after she finished speaking, she sat quietly, lost in her own thoughts. After waiting for a short while, she raised her head again and looked at Renly seriously, "You said, Hai Will Se regret it? Because she still couldn't sing that song after all. She had been practicing very hard, even her fingers were bleeding. But now, she will never have the chance..”

The ignorant words seem to be unfamiliar with the world, but they seem to have seen through the vicissitudes of life..

Paul couldn't help being shocked, "Annie? How did you know..." How did you know that Heather had passed away??

But after all, I still couldn’t finish the next words, and I didn’t know what to do..

But Anne raised her head and looked at Paul, and said resolutely, "Because Renly said, when traveling, not everyone can accompany you until the end. Sometimes, you still need to finish it by yourself after all. Now, Heather Just embarked on a journey by myself, right??”

The simple and unsophisticated words were incomplete and had no beginning or end, but Paul still understood. He raised his head and glanced at Renly, then nodded in panic, "Yes...yes." Taking a deep breath, Paul also She calmed down and said carefully, "Although Heather is alone now, she will always be the strongest and sunniest one, right? Maybe, she is singing loudly now, enjoying her dreams to the fullest , do you think Heather’s singing voice sounds good??”

“Sounds good! "Anne showed a shy smile, "I like Heather's singing..”

“So, do you like Heather's or Renly's more? "Paul asked again..

Xiao Nizi was immediately stumped and ran into Paul's arms. "You did it on purpose! Where can anyone ask questions like you?" Then she widened her eyes and glared at Paul hard, and then Turning to look at Renly, "Renly, Paul just bullied me deliberately. You saw it, right?"?”

Before Paul, who was sitting there, had time to defend himself, Renly nodded repeatedly and said seriously, "Yes! I saw it! We don't want to be with Paul tonight. He is not a good boy.!”

Paul's head was full of questions and he couldn't explain, "You...I...this..." In the end, he just stared at Renly and Anne in shock, with innocent faces, but he still couldn't hold it back. Po Gong laughed and slumped. Shoulder, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, Annie, please forgive me, okay?"?”

Renly was very skilled and nodded solemnly, "That's right, Anne, are you willing to forgive Paul?"?”

However, Annie obviously didn't have enough skills. After enduring and being lively, she still couldn't hold it back. She quickly raised her hands and covered her mouth, but her smile couldn't help but overflow, and her eyebrows were full of lightness and joy..

Looking at Paul's pitiful expression, Anne moved forward, made a face, suppressed her smile, and said seriously, "Have you forgotten? I want to be an actor, not a singer! Hehehe!”

It was a nonsensical answer, but Paul couldn't refute it. He could only nod obediently in affirmation, then spread his hands, "Yes, yes, it must be like this..”

With that helpless expression, Anne finally couldn't bear it any longer, and burst into laughter. She still covered her mouth with her hands, but the laughter flowed out unscrupulously, and even the surrounding atmosphere became brighter. stand up.

Looking at Annie who was laughing loudly, the corners of Renly's mouth could not help but turn up, and his eyes were slightly lost. Tonight's performance actually made Xiao Nizi find her own dream. This is definitely an unexpected bonus..

Of course, Anne is still young now, and a new dream may appear every now and then. Acting may not be her ultimate goal; but the most important thing is that after experiencing family turmoil and life changes, Anne has finally found her way to struggle. Goal, the smile is back on the cheeks again, life will eventually get better little by little..

For eleven-year-old children, it is too cruel and too cold to ask them to grow up immediately. If they can run all the way towards their dreams and slowly learn to grow up while stumbling, this may be more Gentle and realistic approach.

“Renly? Renly!”

The call came again in his ears. Renly came back to his senses and cast his gaze towards Anne. His cheeks were slightly stained with two clusters of blush, but there was still no sweat on his forehead, so, He cast away the questioning gaze with a smile, and then began to look around for Nathan's figure..

“Renly, how on earth did you do it? I mean, how did you become an actor? What should I do? "Anne was slightly out of breath, but her eyes were exceptionally bright..

Nathan, who was originally standing in the corner chatting, was paying attention all the time. He immediately noticed Renly's gesture of raising his hand and walked over quickly, listening to Renly's whispered instructions, and then He quickly turned around and left; when he came back again, he still had Annie's medicine and a glass of warm water in his hand..

“Imitation, imitation is the first step in performance, and it is also a stage that every actor must go through." Renly was explaining, "You can learn to imitate those animals, or you can learn to imitate the people around you, and gradually learn the skills of imitation. This That's the first step." He took the medicine and warm water handed over by Nathan and handed them to Annie..

Anne had long been accustomed to this kind of life. She took the medicine obediently, poured it into her mouth, and then started drinking water in big gulps. But then she said anxiously, "Keep talking, keep talking." She kept her gaze. Without leaving Renly, she started drinking water again after Renly spoke again..

Noticing Annie's thirst, Paul whispered to Nathan and asked for a glass of warm water again..

In the booth, Renly, Paul and Annie were chatting enthusiastically. Annie kept asking Paul to tell about his experience of going to the ocean to shoot a surfing movie. She was full of curiosity and expectation, and then she could see someone coming from the corner of her eyes. When he arrived at the booth, he stood beside it eagerly, but he was worried that it would disturb the rhythm of the conversation, so he hesitated to speak..

At this time, Anne's attention was all focused on Paul, so Renly turned his head and cast a questioning look..

There was not just one person standing in front of him, but five or six people, and behind him there were people standing and chatting. It was difficult to distinguish the dividing line. Among them stood an old man about seventy or eighty years old, with a wrinkled face. , sparse white hair, holding a cane in his right hand, slightly bending his back, trembling even if he just stood there..

Renly quickly stood up, left the booth, and greeted him politely, "Are you okay??”

“Ha, don’t worry about me. I’m ready to leave. The taxi is already waiting at the door.” The old man chuckled happily and explained simply..

Even though the body has become unstable, the posture is still upright, like a dedicated veteran, with traces of the past deeply imprinted in the blood. "I just came here to tell you, thank you tonight .You know, to this day, I still often dream about those years, but most of the time they are nightmares; however, tonight should be a sweet dream..”

Renly opened his mouth slightly, trying to respond, but the old man didn't give him a chance. He nodded politely, then turned around and left on crutches..

I don’t know why he appeared in the pioneer village tonight, I don’t know why he sighed like this, and I don’t know what his nightmare is, but this simple sentence contains too much..

People are always asking, art is not money, what can it bring? When you can’t even have enough food and clothing, what qualifications do you have to talk about art??

The old man in front of me is the answer.

Food and clothing are very important, and money is also very important, but compared to them, there are more important things in the world, such as integrity, character, faith, freedom and dreams. Perhaps the wealth of the spiritual world is not enough to extend life, but it is enough to Differentiate yourself from all other living beings and have a soul that truly belongs to you.

“Master, thank you." Another young man standing nearby interrupted Renly's thoughts and said with a slightly trembling voice. However, Renly's eyes still fell on the old man and did not leave. "Tonight's performance was really great. It's so exciting! I can’t believe we were actually there to watch your show, I think every Don Quixote would be jealous of me.”

Renly withdrew his gaze and said with a smile, "Sorry, I was watching the old gentleman leave just now, and I was a little distracted." After frankly admitting his mistake, Renly continued, "I can come to support you tonight. This is my honor. Tonight's work can be completed smoothly. I also need to thank you..”

After the young man left, another middle-aged man came forward and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't express it accurately. In the end, he just said, "This will be a very, very wonderful work. I Now I can't wait to see it released." After sighing, he added, "Thank you." Then he turned around and left in a panic..

A word of "thank you" contains too much.

Some people are grateful for Renly's wonderful live performances, some are grateful for the reappearance of the folk era, some are grateful for the magical experience of being on the film set, and some are grateful for... those about the Vietnam War. The past of the 1960s about lost lives and forgotten dreams.

The Pioneer Village tonight was undoubtedly lively. After the performance, almost every audience member was reluctant to leave, not just for Renly, but more to exchange each other's inner surges and excitement. It was a wonderful experience. The night is also a night worth remembering. My footsteps always stay in place, reluctant to leave..

Before leaving, everyone seemed to have a tacit understanding, specifically to find Renly, without screaming, shouting, or hugging, just a simple "thank you", but expressing countless emotions. The lines between pioneer villages and kerosene lamp saloons, crew and reality begin to blur again.

Leaving this door, they returned from the 1960s to the 21st century, and from the folk wave era to the Internet communication era. It was like traveling through time and space, and only they could savor the feelings and tastes in their hearts..

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