In the afternoon, Wang Yi wandered around Wangfujing. This is one of the liveliest places in Kyoto. In the surging crowd, Wang Yi felt a kind of loneliness. Wang Yi was a little suspicious of himself, he had read a lot of online articles in his previous life, and his own situation was definitely a fighter in the pig's feet. Why are you so low?

If it were a different person, it would have been prosperous by now. Life is certainly not as plain as water as it is for yourself. Released records, made variety shows, made TV, made movies, and started a company. Earn an untold amount of money. Circle tens of millions of powder. It's like yourself, messing around, or a dick.

"Wang Yi!" felt someone pat him on the shoulder, Wang Yi looked back, it was a familiar face, but it couldn't be named.

"Me!" The man saw Wang Yi's confusion and said with a smile: "Liu Jiaqiang, I often go to your bar to listen to songs!

"Oh?!" Wang Yi remembered and said, "Mr. Liu, what a coincidence." I didn't expect to run into it here!"

"Yes!" Liu Jiaqiang said with a smile: "I see that you are a little unrelenting, what has happened to you?"

"No!" Wang Yi shook his head and said, "It's just that I'm in a bad mood, and there's nothing else!"

"I forgot to introduce you!" Liu Jiaqing pulled the woman next to him and said, "This is my daughter-in-law!"

Wang Yicai found that the woman next to Liu Jiaqiang was dark and thin. It looks very ordinary, and it will never be found in the pile. Wang Yi didn't say anything, and said politely: "Hello!"

The thin black woman nodded. I didn't speak, it seems, I don't communicate often, I'm honest.

Liu Jiaqiang said: "It's better to meet by chance, go and find a place to sit." ”

Wang Yi did not object, and Wang Yi also had something to ask someone to consult. But I don't want to say it to someone I know.

I found a tea restaurant, maybe the terrain is not good, or maybe there is no place to eat, and the tea restaurant has no business. Just talking.

The three of them each ordered something. Liu Jiaqiang said: "Wang Yi, I'll take care of you and call you a little brother." You must have something in your heart! Your brother Liu can't do anything else, these eyes are still very poisonous. Those who do business don't even look at each other. That's definitely not going to make any money!"

"Brother Liu!" Wang Yi said with a wry smile: "I just feel that I am very useless! I can't do some simple things well!"

"You!" Liu Jiaqiang said with a smile: "How can anyone be perfect? Take singing as an example, I can't sing you ten times! If you want to say that you are not my opponent depending on people's eyes, you are not my opponent when you meet the wind and rudder ten, what is this called? This is called a specialization in the art industry!"

"But sometimes I can't even arrange very simple things!" Wang Yi shook his head and said with a wry smile.

"What's that!" said Liu Jiaqiang, "just find out the reason and change it." Just like when we do business, sometimes we lose money, and after the loss, we don't complain, but to see if there is a remedy, and if there is no remedy, we will immediately stop the loss. Finally, go back and find the reason to avoid falling in the same pit next time!"

"Hearing you say that, I feel so much better!" Wang Yi smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Liu!"

"He's the same mouth!" the thin black woman spoke, "He lost money the first time he did business, and he lost a lot of money!

Wang smiled, this woman really can't chat.

"Sister-in-law!" Wang Yi said: "Didn't Mr. Liu survive it! Isn't it getting better and better now!"

"Actually, I want to thank you!" Liu Jiaqiang sighed and said: "Some time ago, I floated away when I had two money, and I was still in a bar, and I woke up after listening to a song from you! You excused me once, and now I excuse you once, and I don't owe each other!"

Wang Yi was a little puzzled when he heard this, and asked, "Why don't I have an impression of what happened to you when I explain you?"

"Don't mention it!" Liu Jiaqiang waved his hand and said: "It's all over! I just admire those who engage in art, a painting, a song, and a movie may affect a person's life!"

Liu Jiaqiang's words brought Wang Yi to ponder. Wang Yi never thought about interpreting the importance of art from this perspective. Perhaps he has never regarded an artist as his label. For a long time, it was just singing as a job. It's no different from any other job.

Wang Yi has never been proud of his profession. Maybe it's because it's easy to come by, unlike other people who work in the arts, which are piled up after countless boring exercises.

Wang Yi suddenly became enlightened, and the reason for everything was that he did not grasp his own positioning, and he did not think about what life value he had to achieve outside his family.

Wang smiled, raised his drink and said, "Brother Liu, thank you really this time!"

Liu Jiaqiang didn't know what Wang Yi had encountered, but judging from his expression, he was indeed no longer entangled.

"Then so be it!" Liu Jiaqiang stood up and said, "We still have something to do, so let's go first!"

In the living room of Tang Wan's residence, Tang Wan and a middle-aged woman were sitting. Look closely, Tang Wan looks a lot like her. Both have somewhat similar temperaments.

With a 'snap', Tang Wan lit the lighter and lit a cigarette. When the middle-aged woman saw Tang Wan smoking, she frowned and said, "Xiaowan! Smoking is not good for your health!"

"It doesn't matter!" Tang Wan exhaled smoke and said, "Whoever lives counts as day! I don't want to live long!"

"Did you talk to your mother like that?" the middle-aged woman was angry, "Are you angry with me when you say this?"

"Mom!" Tang Wan said impatiently, "Let's not quarrel as soon as we meet, okay?"

"Okay!" the middle-aged woman suppressed her anger and said, "When are you going to go home with me?"

"Go home?" Tang Wan smiled and said, "What kind of home are you going back to?

"You!" the middle-aged woman was so angry that she didn't know what to say, and after a while, she said, "It's been so long, you can't forgive your father!"

Tang Wan snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray and said with a smile: "What's the matter? Mom! Are you still looking for a stepfather for me?"

"Go!" The middle-aged woman also laughed angrily and said, "I'm all mad at you!"

"Okay! Mom!" Tang Wan suddenly hugged the middle-aged woman's shoulders and said, "I won't go back!

"There are some things you don't know!" said the middle-aged woman in a hurry, "Your father ······ him"

"What's wrong with him!" Tang Wan didn't call her father, just replaced him.

"Forget it!" the middle-aged woman was a little discouraged and said, "If you don't go back, there will be times when you regret it!"

"What the hell is wrong with him!" Tang Wan was a little anxious.

"He's got cancer!" said the middle-aged woman bitterly.

"How could it be!" Tang Wan said in surprise: "He never smokes, doesn't drink, and has no bad habits!

"Hey!" said the middle-aged woman, with a hint of sadness on her face, "Maybe this is the mission!"

Tang Wan sat on the sofa in a daze, still not accepting this fact for a while. Tang Wan's mind was blank, and she had been angry with him for five or six years. He just fell!?

"He, how can he say that he will fall if he falls!" Tang Wan's tone was very anxious, and she looked at the middle-aged woman and said, "He can't fall without my consent, who is he? He is Tang Tingjian! That stubborn person!"

"Don't worry! Don't worry!" The middle-aged woman pulled Tang Wan and said, "It's **cancer, early stage." The doctor said that if the surgery is good, it will not make any difference!"

Tang Wan let out a long sigh and muttered, "Where is he? I'm going to see him!"