Cao Wei listened with a lot of feelings.

Think about it, opera can also be regarded as the quintessence of country C.

It has been passed down for thousands of years, if there is no dream chaser like Mo Yusheng.

Sooner or later, it will become a grain of sand in the torrent of the times.

But now the situation of opera in the West is indeed very embarrassing.

It is difficult for foreigners to appreciate the quintessence of country C.

The young people of country C find opera boring.

If Mo Yusheng can't change a routine, extend the future direction of opera.

Then it is only a matter of time before it perishes.

"Yusheng, there are some things to fight by yourself, I know you are tired, but we are still young and cannot be dragged down by reality, Rome is not built in a day, but as long as it is built, all roads will lead to Rome. ”

"Thank you Cao Wei, I will not give up my dream, but the premise is to live. Mo Yusheng said with a look of vicissitudes.

It's not like he hasn't begged others all these years.

But no one ever gave him a good look.

They all think that he is a rat crossing the street, a thief in the market, and they are unwilling to touch him, let alone borrow money.

Cao Wei was very sad to hear it.

If you have money, you can fund Mo Yusheng.

But if Mo Yusheng can't cheer himself up, no one will help him.

"Yusheng, the dream still has to be had, what if that day comes true?"

"yes, that's really just a dream. Mo Yusheng took a big sip of beer, picked up the bottle, and poured the remaining half of the beer on top of his head.

Cao Wei felt that he was drunk.

and Zhao Xiong helped him out of the barbecue restaurant.

I asked for the address.

Mo Yu was drunk and unconscious, and his speech was indistinct.

Cao Wei planned to take him home.

But then someone called.

Cao Wei answered for him.

"Where are you Mo Yusheng? Lao Tzu didn't bring the key, you hurry up and send the key back. ”

Cao Wei said: "I'm a friend of Mo Yusheng, he's drunk, I don't know where you live?"

"Mo Yusheng still has friends?" the man opposite muttered seemingly casually, and then reported an address.

After Cao Wei understood, he and Zhao Xiong carried Mo Yusheng into the car and drove outside Alicante.

I came to a dilapidated house in the suburbs.

A man was standing in the doorway, anxiously waiting.

Cao Wei asked Zhao Xiong to park the car and helped Mo Yusheng get out of the car.

When the man saw the BMW, his little eyes flashed, and he leaned up and said, "I didn't expect that Mo Yusheng, this kid, still knows such a local tyrant, I can't see it, I really can't see it." ”

Cao Wei didn't feel like a good person.

groped in Mo Yusheng's pocket and found a key to throw to the man.

The man took the key to open the door, and as he walked in, he said, "Mo Yusheng lives in the basement, and the upstairs is not something he can live in." ”

With that, the man walked into the bathroom.

Cao Wei helped Mo Yusheng towards the basement.

The space in the basement is cramped.

It's just a small window, not very ventilated, the air is a little humid, and the smell is even more unpleasant.

There was also a bed inside, with a few pairs of Mo Yusheng's underwear hanging out.

Cao Wei threw Mo Yusheng on the bed and glanced around.

I saw a large box.

It has a seal on it, and it looks very old.

Cao Wei walked over to take a closer look.

The drunk Mo Yusheng suddenly jumped up, and while holding on to the box, he shouted: "Can't move, this thing can't move..."

Cao Wei could only take a few steps back.

The man had just come down from the upper floor.

Leaning against the door, with a cigarette in his mouth, he said: "That's Mo Yusheng's treasure, no one is allowed to touch it, I heard that it's a costume, and it's not worth a lot of money in Europe." ”

"Costumes?" Cao Wei was a little surprised.

originally thought that Mo Yusheng had completely given up opera.

But from the fact that he cares so much about the costume, it can be seen that he still has a dream in his heart.

It's just that this dream is too expensive in his opinion, and he doesn't dare to chase it anymore, and he doesn't have the courage to chase it, so he takes the seal and seals it completely.

"By the way, you're his friend, aren't you?" the man continued.

Cao Wei nodded: "What's wrong?"

"He hasn't paid rent for half a year, since you're his friend, you don't look like a person with no money, why don't you cushion it for him?" As the man spoke, his small eyes swept to Cao Wei's trouser pocket.

Cao Wei rarely brought money with him, and said: "I went upstairs and asked the driver, but I didn't have any money with me." ”

"Okay, it's refreshing to have a local tyrant friend. The man walked out of the house and walked towards Zhao Xiong.

Zhao Xiong leaned on the side of the car and looked around.

The surroundings are bleak.

Even the buses didn't bother to pass by in the wilderness.

"Brother, your boss made you pay. The man shouted.

"What money?" Zhao Xiong didn't understand.

The man explained: "Your boss's friend owes me half a year's rent, so hurry up and pay the money." ”

"How much?" asked Zhao Xiong.

"Half a year and six months, two hundred per month, a total of one thousand two hundred euros. "The man didn't look like he was lying.

Zhao Xiong opened the car door, took out his wallet from the car and paid directly.

The man smiled with the money and went back.

Cao Wei had already helped Mo Yusheng to the bed again at this time, looked at him, shook his head silently, and turned around and left the basement.

I happened to meet the man who took the money.

"Are you leaving?"

Cao Wei nodded, returned to the car, took out five thousand euros and turned back.

Without the man noticing, he stuffed the money under Mo Yusheng's pillow, and then left the hut and left the place in a car.

The man leaned against the door and smiled disdainfully.

Early the next morning.

The first day of the Chinese New Year.

Mo Yusheng woke up in a daze.

I felt a puff of smoke coming in my face.

When I opened my eyes, I realized that it was the man sitting at the head of his bed, exhaling the smoke on his face.

"Boy, are you finally willing to wake up?" said the man.

Mo Yusheng shook his head and asked, "You picked me up last night?"

The man shook his head: "I'm not so kind, it was your local tyrant friend who sent you back and paid the rent for you." ”

As he spoke, the man took out six hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to Mo Yusheng.

Mo Yusheng didn't understand what he meant.

The man explained: "I lied to your friend that the rent is two hundred, but in fact, this kind of broken place is only fifty, you owed me half a year's rent before, plus I took six hundred in the next six months, and the remaining six hundred will be returned to you." ”

"You!" Mo Yusheng didn't know where the strength came from, and stood up and grabbed the man's collar.

The man said nonchalantly: "This money is nothing to someone of your friend's level, and you are so excited here, it may be a fart to him." ”

"But you can't either..."Mo Yusheng looked at the six hundred yuan and hesitated.

He is poor, but he is not poor.

I plan to pay back the money to Cao Wei.

But after thinking about it carefully, I haven't been in touch with Cao Wei for a long time.

I don't know the current Cao Wei, so I can't pay back the money at all.

"By the way, your friend also stuffed a handful of money under your pillow. The man pointed to Mo Yusheng's pillow, and at the same time stuffed six hundred yuan into him, and said, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first, and remember to lock the door when you go out." ”

Mo Yusheng glanced at the man gratefully.

Although this person is poor, he does not steal or rob, and he is much better than some people who use crooked thoughts to earn money all day long.

"Thank you. Mo Yusheng shouted loudly.

The man didn't look back, raised his hand and waved, and walked out of the house.

Mo Yusheng lifted the pillow, saw that there was really money, and quickly put it away, preparing to deposit the money in the bank for the time being, in case he really saw Cao Wei that day, he would return it to him.

At this time, Mo Yusheng's mobile phone at the bedside rang.

He picked up his phone.

Daddy's voice came.

Mo Yusheng hasn't been in contact with his father for a long time.

His father saw that he was unproductive, and he rarely contacted him.

"Son, dad is sorry for you, I accidentally fell when I went to the factory to move goods yesterday, and I won't be able to do it in the future, so you will have to rely on yourself in the future. ”

After Mo Yusheng listened, he burst into tears instantly.

The father over there seemed to be crying too.

Choked up and continued to talk to Mo Yusheng: "Son, Dad is fine, but he can't do it anymore, you don't have to worry about it at home, let's chase your dreams with peace of mind." ”

"Dad..."Mo Yusheng cried out silently: "It's the son who is useless and has not been able to give you filial piety." ”

"Yusheng is the best, haven't you always wanted to sing? Dad didn't understand it before, but now I understand, Dad supports you. His father encouraged Mo Yusheng.

Mo Yusheng gritted his teeth and didn't speak, and his tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"Dad, I'll be back soon, you wait for me. ”

After speaking, Mo Yusheng hung up the phone.

Took the money and rushed out of the house.