Back at the age of eighteen, what was the first thing to do?

When he first came back, Ning Yuan was still racking his brains about how to make a fortune.

For example, buying a house, speculating in stocks, investing in future business tycoons?

After ten minutes of longing with his eyes shining, Ning Yuan stopped thinking stupidly: No money, everything is!

As for what kind of lottery ticket, as well as buying the ball god horse, Ning Yuan didn't pay attention to it at all before, let alone being reborn once, and he couldn't come to rebirth eighty times.

And the family, as they say, is really poor.

Ning Yuan was abandoned when he was a child, and was picked up by an old bachelor who sold tofu and took it home.

seems to have felt the meaning of life from picking up Ning Yuan, and in the next ten years, this old bachelor nicknamed Ning Laohan and Ning Daqiang helped Ning Yuan get together a few younger brothers and sisters.

Plus Ning Yuan, four neatly.

What are you doing?

Collect all the gourd babies to summon the dragon?

As the boss, Ning Yuan had to help with the work when he was a child, and when he had time, he went out to pick up rags, collect scraps, and wash dishes and brush dishes during winter and summer vacations to earn money.

There were a few times, Ning Yuan felt a little resentful, why did I have to endure the hardships of the old and the young?

If it weren't for the state and society, they wouldn't even have a problem with going to school.

During the Chinese New Year every year, there are always condolences at home, including Ning Yuan's clothes, many of which are donated.

Ning Yuan and the three little ones below didn't understand - you yourself are not doing well, why do you still do this?

Ning Daqiang couldn't say why, so his face was blank:

"What, do you still want to be picked up by rich people and taken home as the young master's daughter? Don't look at your bear appearance at that time, if Lao Tzu doesn't pick you up, you will die a long time ago. ”

"Get out of here and do your homework!"

With a roar, the four of them hugged their heads and ran away.

Ning Daqiang sometimes has a bad temper, but against the four of them, Ning Yuan has never done anything in his memory, even if it is against him, the boss.

The brilliance of human nature bloomed in a poor little person, and Ning Yuan didn't know whether to be proud of him or feel sad.

However, everything came to an abrupt end in the following year - in the last life, when Ning Yuan was twenty years old, Ning Laohan was diagnosed with liver cancer.

Tofu is sold during the day, and the tofu can only be ground at night, and I have to rush to the stall at five or six o'clock in the morning.

In addition, he usually likes to drink.

In fact, he had symptoms for a long time, but he didn't take it seriously, and he was reluctant to pay for it, so he thought it was safe to take some medicine at the clinic.

When it was found out, it was already in the late stage, and it was less than three months from discovery to departure.

Ning Yuan remembered the painful appearance vividly and didn't dare to recall it much, for fear that he couldn't help crying.

Some time ago, after Ning Yuan got the first radio music income, he took Ning Laohan to do a check-up, and sure enough, there were some problems with the liver and some problems with the cerebrovascular system, but fortunately, there were no major lesions.

Under Ning Yuan's greeting in advance, the doctor scared and warned Ning Laohan one by one:

"Think about it for yourself, if you have three longs and two shorts, what will you do with these four children? To put it mildly, if you are tired and spend all your money, or even leave a pile of debts, wouldn't it hurt a few children...... A long stream of water is the right thing. ”

This sentence hit the nail on the head, so Ning Daqiang promised to go to bed early at night in the future, drink as little as possible, and don't eat pickles.

Ning Yuan took out a wad of money and handed it to him before leaving, seeing that Ning Yuan was starting to have a future, Ning Daqiang was also deeply pleased, and promised not to work so hard in the future.

"Brother, remember to bring some roast duck!" When he was about to go out, the three bear children were still calling behind.

At almost six o'clock in the morning, the train arrived in the capital smoothly.

Although the money is not much now, Ning Yuan did not treat himself badly, and bought a hard sleeper.

Ning Yuan's choice of the upper bunk is not to save a few dollars, but mainly because the lower bunk is not only convenient, but the air is really bad.

After a good night's sleep, he also saved money for accommodation, and at this age, he can sleep soundly anywhere.

Standing on the square of the train station, Ning Yuan looked around.

On a cold winter morning, as he exhaled a breath of hot air, a brief mist rose in front of him, making Ning Yuan suddenly feel a sense of trance.

This is the winter of 1998, a brand new time belonging to Ningyuan.

In the crowd of people who were in a hurry around him, Ning Yuan, who stood there quietly, was especially like the picture in some movie shots, standing quietly in the endless stream.

Everyone is drunk and I am alone, that's how it feels.

The salty and wet tears suddenly couldn't stop coming down, and Ning Yuan, who hadn't felt much for half a year when he came back, was inexplicably emotional this time.

If you add a little BGM, I'm afraid the effect will be better.

For example-

"Come on, come on, meet ...... ninety-eight"

Or—

"Left 3 circles, 3 right circles......"

"Handsome guy, do you want accommodation?"

A voice sounded coldly in his ears, destroying the atmosphere.

Ning Yuan subconsciously looked at the past and almost stumbled.

An aunt in a flower cotton jacket stared at him with a smile, the folds on her face rippling, as brilliant as a peony flower.

"Thank you, no. Ning Yuan said politely.

Turn around and go.

Aunt didn't give up, walked a few steps quickly, and raised her eyebrows:

"There's a little sister. ”

Ning Yuan immediately waved his hand, and refused righteously: "I'm not that kind of person!"

"Come on, I don't like it. The aunt thought that Ning Yuan's face was tender, and she reached out to grab his arm.

Ning Yuan frowned, not as shy as the aunt imagined, let alone running away, but pointing to his face:

"Do you think my face needs to spend money?

Auntie's eyes widened instantly, are young people so tough now?

Under Ning Yuan's momentum, she took the initiative to retreat for the first time and watched Ning Yuan stride away.

And Ning Yuan muttered as he walked: "In the past, you could sell egg scones on the street and become an Internet celebrity, so I was joking with you?"

In a sentence in the future, being handsome can indeed be eaten.

In his last life, after graduating from high school, Ning Yuan followed his relatives to Shacheng in Hunan Province to sell snacks.

Egg scones.

Many people in Xinyi City go out for a living, and most of them do it as food stalls, and egg scones are the first choice.

A modified tricycle with a stainless steel shed welded on top and a furnace in the body is ready to go.

At that time, there were few stalls in the streets and alleys, and as long as they were willing to endure hardships, they could probably earn some money.

And Ning Yuan, just by his face, in everyone's incredible eyes, turned red!

Handsome guy with baked cakes.

The 'affectionate name' given to Ning Yuan by the fans of Shacheng.

In order to buy a cake, many of them poured several buses to come.

"Entertainment Base Camp", "Very Appointment" and other programs made Ning Yuan in the limelight at that time.

The most direct embodiment is that the baked cake stall has broken out from a queue of about ten meters to a few hundred meters, and even more so on holidays.

If there was the title of Internet celebrity at that time, Ning Yuan would definitely be the originator.

Later, Ning Yuan took this opportunity and successfully entered the circle.

seems to be an instant hit, but only he knows how much he has paid along the way as a grassroots who has not gone to college and has undergone serious training.

Not only the desperate physical impact, but also the constant contempt and trampling of dignity.

Even sometimes Ning Yuan thinks that if he really can't go back and sell cakes, he can earn hundreds of yuan a day.

But the next day, he appeared on the set again.

The path you choose, you have to finish crying.

The most important thing is to like it.

At the age of forty, Ning Yuan became the actor, and Ning Yuan walked for twenty-two years.

Because of this, starting again, Ning Yuan naturally will not forget Kaohua Opera.

Not to mention the solid basic skills and theories, the various practical opportunities in the school, the convenience of learning from the big names, and the major crews to pick people, and the connections of classmates, alumni, and even teachers in the class, are much stronger than the grassroots.

When I took the bus to Nanluoguxiang, the time had just arrived at seven o'clock.

The alleys are not as crowded as later generations, but they have taken on a bustling attitude, even if this is a little.

The cries of all kinds of Beijing accents, and the aroma of steamed buns, fritters, and meat sauce wafting, made Ning Yuan, who was already hungry, even hungrier.

I bought three steamed buns and a cup of soy milk in front of the steaming steaming drawer and took it away, and Ning Yuan ate it while walking, afraid that he would be late and queue up for a long time.

Despite this, in front of the registration window, a formation of several hundred meters has been discharged, which is even more spectacular than in front of his baked cake stall - this is three teams.

Looking at the students in front of the queue with envy, Ning Yuan, who was chewing on the buns, complained vaguely: "What time do you have to come here in the morning?"

A white girl in front of her smiled bitterly: "I heard that it started last night." ”

Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment, and the bun was stiff in his mouth.

Is it so strong?